Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Whether it was a difficult question or a simple and easy technique, this new disciple named Han Yi seemed to have a lot of questions.

Therefore, Zhong Han looked at Han Yi with a questioning look from time to time.

Han Yi was also helpless. Although the course content taught by Zhong Han was the first level of the basics of the Cold Yin Nine-Bend Palm, the content was mostly about the law of blood and qi transformation, how to quickly increase the Nine-Bend Palm, and so on.

Although the content was not difficult, he had not even practiced the first level of the Cold Yin Nine-Bend Palm, so it was naturally like listening to a heavenly book.

"Okay, today's class ends here. If you have any questions, you can come to me after class to answer questions."

After about two hours, Zhong Han stopped and ordered the class to end.

Suddenly, the disciples left like birds and beasts. Of course, there were a few people who did have questions and were still sitting, and they came forward to ask one by one. Han Yi was one of them.

He was not in a hurry. He sat on the futon slowly, watching the people next to him come forward, ask questions, and seek answers.

After almost everyone had left, he stood up and walked towards Zhong Han.

At this time, there were two new junior sisters, two little heads with pigtails put together, asking questions: "Big sister, how can you tell whether the first level of Hanyin Jiuqu Palm has been cultivated to perfection? Are there any signs of performance?"

These two little junior sisters are not very old, only thirteen or fourteen years old, and they are new disciples who joined after Han Yi entered.

They are different from Han Yi, who joined halfway, they are the real direct disciples of Jingtian Manor.

Jingtian Manor has many channels to recruit disciples. One is to absorb foreign elites. The second is the children and relatives of the inner courtyard disciples. The third is the recommendation of the subordinate martial arts halls and strongholds.

These two people are the new disciples recommended by Jingtian Manor's martial arts hall in the city this year.

After hearing this, Zhong Han chuckled and said in a calm tone: "If the first level of the Cold Yin Nine-Bend Palm is perfected, it will first show on the skin, and the skin will become more delicate and fair.

The second is in terms of strength. The Nine-Bend Strength is pulled to the chest, condensed and not loose.

Finally, if it is really not obvious from the outside, as a woman, you can start from Tiankui..."

Speaking of this, she glanced at Han Yi, who had just stood up and walked slowly, and lowered her voice.

Han Yi also stopped and stood there waiting.

Although all warriors are martial artists and are not particular about trivial matters, in many cases, there are differences between men and women, and he still respects them.

While Zhong Han was solving the puzzle, he glanced at Han Yi and saw that he was standing far away and did not approach. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

These days, it is really rare to see a male martial artist who can respect women so much and has such a delicate mind.

"Okay, do you two understand? You must practice diligently after you go back, and don't delay your talent years." She finally reminded.

"Yes, Senior Sister!" The two female disciples left with blushing faces.

For the two of them, talking about topics like Tiankui was still a little shy.

"Senior Sister." Han Yi stepped forward and bowed.

"Junior Brother Han, I see you have a lot of questions just now. Did you encounter problems on the first floor?" Zhong Han looked at him with a smile.

She straightened her back, looked at the other person at eye level, and had a gentle smile on her face. Anyone who saw her would have a good impression of her.

Senior Sister Zhong Han, whether she was a direct disciple or a member who joined in the middle like Han Yi, was always like this, very gentle and caring. No matter what the other person's status was, she would try her best to treat them equally.

It was also because of this that although Jiuquyuan ranked low and had insufficient resources, many disciples in the academy chose this place because of Zhong Han's character.

"It is true that I have encountered many problems." Han Yi did not deny it, "But Han has another thing."

After saying that, he took out twenty taels of gold notes from his pocket and handed them over: "Senior sister, thank you for the last time."

This was another purpose for him to come to Zhong Han, to pay back the money he borrowed last time.

He didn't like that feeling very much. He always felt guilty when he owed others something or borrowed money from others and didn't pay it back.

So, after making enough money, he chose to pay it back as soon as possible.

And considering Zhong Han's personality, he didn't pay more. He paid back as much as he borrowed.

I heard before that someone borrowed money from Zhong Han and paid a lot more. Zhong Han mistakenly thought that he had other ideas and didn't accept it.

"Not bad. You found a way so quickly?" Zhong Han took the gold notes with a smile and glanced at Han Yi, "Are you injured?"

After Han Yi fought with Long Shezi yesterday, he inevitably had some skin injuries such as collisions and abrasions on his body, and applied some hemostatic and stasis-removing medicine.

"Nothing, a minor injury from fighting with someone else, nothing serious." Han Yi said indifferently.

"Well, I'm glad you're fine." Zhong Han nodded, "What problems did you encounter when practicing Hanyin Jiuqu Palm? Why haven't you gotten started yet?"

Her tone was full of surprise. She had already practiced Jiuqu Palm to the sixth level, close to the seventh level of great success. She knew the performance, external conditions, and physical effects of each level.

So with just one glance, she could see that Han Yi's problem was not practicing Jiuqu Palm, but that he didn't seem to have practiced it at all.

But how could someone who could become a martial artist fail in the first level?

"It's like this..." Han Yi explained helplessly.

Actually, it's nothing, it's just a matter of dispersing power. Dispersing power will damage the body's blood, causing damage to the foundation, and the total amount of blood and qi will be inherently weaker than others. Basically, after dispersing power, the potential of this person's bones will be reduced by a level.

"Is there a way to practice real skills without dispersing power?" Zhong Han frowned and said nothing when she heard it.

There have been martial artists like Han Yi who started halfway through.

But most people choose to disperse their power and practice real skills again.

After all, no matter what, the martial arts that people who come to Jingtianzhuang to become apprentices must not be as strong as real skills.

Therefore, even if the power is dispersed, it will damage a certain amount of blood and qi, and the new practice will be much stronger than the original strength.

And she has never heard of a method like Han Yi, who has the best of both worlds.

Zhong Han thought for a while and said, "Brother Han, there is nothing perfect in the world. Often, you have to sacrifice in order to gain.

There are two reasons why you need to disperse your previous power when practicing real skills. One is that practicing too much will affect the purity of your real skills, which will increase the difficulty of breakthrough. The other is that dispersing your skills will return the amount of blood to meet the consumption of real skills conversion.

So, in my opinion, even if you disperse your skills, it does not necessarily exhaust your future potential.

Dispersing your skills will only damage your body and reduce the total amount of blood. But in this world, there are many treasures, precious medicines and secrets that can increase the amount of blood and warm your foundation..."

'Increase the total amount of blood? 'Hearing this, Han Yi was stunned and fell into deep thought.