Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

It is difficult for an outsider, or someone who joins halfway, to become a senior executive.

"Thank you Miss Huang." Han Yi saluted, took out some more gold notes and handed them to Huang Rong.

This time, Huang Rong did not say anything, but took them generously, saying that he would take care of Han Yi later.

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After a while, a strong man with a face full of flesh and a body as muscular as a hill pushed the door open and walked in.

"Cao Jinyun, Han Yi, Yu Xin, those whose names are called, follow me and take the test." He looked impatient.

Han Yi and the other two stood up and were about to leave the room.

"Wait, I was here first, why did he take the test first?" A round man stood up and pointed at Han Yi, indignant.

"Whoever is called is the one, those whose names are not called, wait here, and those who don't want to take the test can leave." The strong man's face full of flesh trembled, and he was not polite.

What a joke, how much money have they paid, you just paid the registration fee, and maybe you have to return it to you, and you are still thinking about a treatment?

Anyway, you will be tested sooner or later, why are you in such a hurry?

If you don’t have money to practice, who would be willing to waste time practicing here like a grandson every day, doing some work similar to odd jobs?

Yes, there are indeed rules, and it is strictly forbidden for outer disciples to collect fees privately, but outer disciples are also human beings.

Time and energy are spent here, earning some extra money, isn’t it enough? !

The round man was yelled at and didn’t react, the strong man took Han Yi and others out of the house.

His big face, like a pancake, turned into the color of pig liver, but he couldn’t get angry, so he could only sulk and sit down.

Are you kidding, can you leave?

He paid the money!

Soon, under the leadership of the strong man, Han Yi and the other two came to an open field.

Wooden training weapons were placed around the venue, and in the middle was a square dark yellow wooden floor slightly higher than the plane.

There was a man in a white robe, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, fluttering clothes, and extraordinary demeanor. He was standing quietly in the field, looking at the few people with a smile in his eyes.

"Brother Zong, the people have been brought here. These are the first batch of people to take the test today." The sturdy man with a face full of flesh flattered and saluted, as docile as a little white rabbit, and there was no trace of his previous arrogance.

"Okay, you go down first." The white-robed man's voice was clear and pleasant to the ears.

Then, he smiled and said to Han Yi and the other two: "I am Zong Wu, responsible for the entry-level disciple test this time. You come one by one in order."

He closed his eyes slightly, and his hands naturally fell on both sides. A trace of strength emerged from the fascia and muscles, circulating on the surface, and a faint fiery red appeared between his palms.

"Cao Jinyun, from Huayang City, a Yijin martial artist, specializing in the Golden Chi Tongsheng Fist." The gray-clothed man next to Han Yi stepped forward and walked onto the wooden floor.

"Please teach me, senior brother." He clasped his fists and saluted.

"Please." Zong Wu slowly raised his arms, one in front and one behind, and took a stance, "Come on, use all your strength."

Cao Jinyun crossed his fists and punched, like a mantis, agile and free, and every move was focused on the vital points of the human body.

This Golden Chi Tongsheng Fist seems to be a powerful boxing method that emphasizes power burst and is open and closed.

And Zong Wu still smiled, just blocking along the way, moving smoothly and naturally, fist against finger blocking, repeating over and over again, without even moving his feet.

After a stalemate for a while, Zong Wu suddenly swung his right arm agilely, pinched Cao Jinyun's left elbow like lightning, intercepted the front fist with his left arm, turned it into a sword finger, and easily pressed the numb point on Cao Jinyun's elbow.

Suddenly, Cao Jinyun felt like being struck by lightning, and felt sore and weak, and his strength was 70% gone.

Zong Wu used his right arm to pull and push, and Cao Jinyun was captured in an instant. No matter how hard he exerted his waist and hips, he could not move.

"Not bad. Your father's Jinchi Tongsheng Fist is 50% as good as your father's. After entering the villa, practice day and night, and don't slack off." Zong Wu released his hand and said gently.

"Thank you for your guidance, Brother Zong!" Cao Jinyun was overjoyed and saluted respectfully.

He knew that he had successfully entered the door. Originally, he could not beat Zong Wu, but he tried his best to show his situation.

"Okay, next one." After Zong Wu left the field, he looked at the people off the field.

"I am Han Yi, from Pingzhou, and a second-level martial artist." Han Yi also clasped his fists and introduced himself.

"Second-level martial artist?" Zong Wu was stunned, and his face changed slightly.

If ordinary people who have not practiced martial arts are unsprouted seeds, and refining bones and blood is the initial sprout, then martial artists are equivalent to growing branches.

For a second-level martial artist, the branches and trunks become hard, the direction is determined and the foundation is well established.

At this level, the choice of skills is extremely important. Once you break through, the rest and then the third level are nothing more than the process of accumulating strength, accumulating strength again, strengthening the special effects of strength, preparing for the breakthrough of the master, and laying a good foundation.

Therefore, like Han Yi, after becoming a second-level martial artist, there are basically no people who would think about switching to a sect again.

"I am practicing concurrently to break through." Han Yi's expression showed a little bitterness, "My hometown suffered a disaster, and there is no way forward."

"Pingzhou, demonic disaster..." Zong Wu also vaguely knew about this and nodded, not surprised.

Pingzhou suffered a disaster, and a large number of martial arts resources fled. Yunzhou, as the most prosperous area nearby, naturally saw many Pingzhou people.

"What a pity..." He sighed. Looking at Han Yi's information, he was not very old. He could become a second-level martial artist at such a young age, which showed that he had good talent. Unfortunately, he took the wrong path and embarked on the path of mixed martial arts.

"Think clearly, even if our Jingtian Manor has a solution to mixed martial arts, it means that you have to work much harder than others, and even have to go through the path of blood and qi transformation again." Zong Wu asked again to confirm.

Mixed martial arts is not a new path. It is a troublesome path that the old generation has been eliminated and abandoned.

Mixed martial arts is a path that requires practicing multiple complementary martial arts, tempering the internal organs, changing the tendons and marrow, and exercising the whole body. Finally, the complementary fusion generates true power and becomes a master.

This path looks very smooth, but it is actually very difficult. Just finding complementary martial arts and balancing the conflict of internal strength has stopped 90% of people.

The remaining strength fusion is even more dangerous. If you are not careful, conflicts will occur and you will die suddenly.

Therefore, in the path of mixed martial arts, it is difficult for one person out of a hundred to succeed.

Later, the development of real martial arts swept mixed martial arts into the garbage dump of history like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

In the current forces in Yunzhou, those with real martial arts practice real martial arts, and those without real martial arts will also find ways to find the next-level real martial arts derivatives to practice.

That is, even in the backward southwestern places like Pingzhou where martial arts are closed, mixed martial arts are still regarded as the criterion.

Of course, since Yunzhou was the birthplace of mixed martial arts before, there were many people practicing it. After abandoning mixed martial arts, they naturally studied various ways to solve the chaos of qi and blood and impure strength.

Jingtianzhuang, as a well-known big force in Yunzhou besides Yuanmiao Sect, also has solutions to mixed martial arts, but these methods will have great side effects and will lead to a decline in cultivation.

However, this is enough for Han Yi.

After all, if you want to find a perfect solution to the mottled qi and blood and the transformation of turbid blood into primordial blood, it can only exist in Yuanmiao Sect.

"I understand. I am still at the peak of my Qi and blood. I can maintain a stable Qi and blood for at least 20 years. Even if I have to retrain, I should have enough time." Han Yi nodded in response.

"Indeed, that's right. There is indeed enough time. Remember, mentality, perseverance, and persistence are the most important. As long as you persist, you will succeed in many cases." Zong Wu gave Han Yi some advice.

A martial artist like Han Yi, who has a clean background and can open up the meridians and enter the Jin, is a source of high-quality disciples that Jingtian Manor welcomes very much.

After all, even within Jingtian Manor, a martial artist with the second Jin is considered a key focus.

Being able to cultivate to the second Jin in a small place is enough to show that he has good talent.

Therefore, there should be no problem with Han Yi's entry.

What he is most worried about is that people like Han Yi will not be able to catch up with others after retraining, and their mentality will change.

This kind of thing has happened before. Many times, a talented disciple will have his cultivation level decline after solving the impure Qi and blood in his body. When he starts to practice the real skills again, he has no advantage over other disciples with less talent, and may even be at a disadvantage.

Often, this will make the person doubt himself, which will affect his future development.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior brother." Han Yi bowed his hands.

"Nothing, let's start, go all out, don't worry." Zong Wu smiled.

"Please give me some advice, senior brother." Han Yi took a step forward, summoned his physical strength, and punched straight and fiercely.

He did not hold back at all, but really punched with all his strength.

The flow rate of the forearm accelerated between the reciprocating circulation of qi and blood, and the blood vessels swelled up, and expanded a large circle in an instant, making the two arms seem a little disproportionate.

The fist peak was surrounded by a force of about an inch thick, which was invincible.

"Come on!" Zong Wu's eyes lit up, his palms suddenly turned red, and under the force, he punched a punch that seemed heavy but was actually light.

Bang! ! !

The two fists collided instantly, making a dull sound.

Han Yi first felt that the opponent's strength was floating in the air, as if hitting a mass of sea surface, and then, a huge shock like a mountain torrent burst out.

Thump, thump!

His face flushed, his forearms were numb, and he took three steps back before he could get rid of the force.

"Yes, it is indeed the level of a second-level martial artist, with a solid foundation, and the strength is superior among his peers.

In addition, you are of a decent age, even if you have studied martial arts, in general, you can be evaluated as having a medium-to-high potential." Zong Wu remained calm, standing still, smiling and commenting.

"Brother, you are too kind."

Han Yi was a little shocked. His full-strength punch not only did not cause any damage, but even its power was absorbed and rebounded by Zong Wu.

'So strong, is this a great martial artist......'

The difference in strength is too big.

When he was in Anyan City, a second-level martial artist was already considered a great figure.

But here, any chief disciple can crush him head-on.

Just now, except for not using the reverse scale state as a trump card in desperate situations, he has already used all his strength in other means.

At least, he used 70% of his strength, but he couldn't even move the opponent's feet.

He didn't believe that this was the opponent's strongest strength. The opponent must be the same as him. As the chief disciple, he has many tricks such as the explosive secret technique.

"This is the explosive power of the Dragon Controlling Sky Fire Fist. I have practiced for many years and have already strengthened the special effects of the Dragon Controlling Sky Fire Fist three times, so it will naturally have this kind of power.

Junior brother, if you can become a disciple of my mountain master in the future, you will surely be able to learn this real skill." Zong Wu seemed to see Han Yi's shock and was worried that he would have a shadow, so he hurriedly explained.

"Is the gap between real skills and ordinary martial arts really that big..." This was the first time Han Yi saw real skills in action, and it was a master who had achieved great success in real skills.

"Yes, true skill, true skill, can cultivate true qi, the martial arts of the master, how can ordinary martial arts be compared? Just like your concurrent practice, no matter how many concurrent practices you have, the strength is different and cannot be integrated, and it is difficult to resist the same level of enhanced true skill.

So, true skill is the most important foundation on the road of martial arts. The more times you practice true skill and strengthen your strength, in the later stage, the whole body's strength will automatically protect your body, insects and flies cannot land, wind and rain cannot enter, and the power will become stronger and stronger, just like me now.

It is not the same for concurrent martial arts. Although practicing multiple martial arts at the same time will greatly increase the reserve of strength, the strength used cannot be integrated, it is extremely loose and not solid enough. Even if you practice more martial arts concurrently, you can only fight those who are weaker than you."

Zong Wu is worthy of being the chief disciple of the mountain master's lineage. He introduced the difference between the two paths of practice to Han Yi in detail.

Han Yi remembered these words deeply in his heart and thanked him respectfully.

"Nothing, your teacher will tell you in the future, I'm just telling you some common sense in advance." Zong Wu smiled gently and waved his hand indifferently.

"Okay, the last one." He looked at the last person.

Han Yi left and waited for the result with Cao Jinyun.

Soon, the third person's assessment was over and he passed it smoothly.

In fact, if you think about it, you can understand that the first choice of Yunzhou locals, including those who come from other places to study, must be the same as Han Yi, to try to see if they can enter Yuanmiao Sect.

Only if Yuanmiao Sect fails, these people will turn their attention to other forces in Yunzhou.

But from another perspective, those who have such financial resources, strength, and goals, and who choose Yuanmiao Sect as their first choice, their own strength and qualifications will not be too bad, at least they have medium-level potential, so if they can't enter Yuanmiao Sect, it's more than enough to become a disciple of Jingtianzhuang.

Zong Wu took Han Yi and the other two out of this dojo and followed the path to an independent small building in the middle.

The gray-black small building stands quietly inside Jingtian Manor, with a dark brown plaque hanging on it, with three red characters engraved on it.