Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

At the banquet, seeing Han Yi raise his glass, Fang Chengqi also raised his glass with a gentle smile and drank it all.

Afterwards, Fang Chengqi walked back and forth between the tables to toast, and everyone also raised their glasses. In addition, some extroverts took the initiative to talk about other interesting things, and the dull atmosphere at the banquet was slightly relieved.

Such lively and extroverted people are indispensable to liven up the atmosphere at the table.

After three rounds of wine, Fang Chengqi returned to his seat and sat down. This is where the elite disciples of Jiuqu Academy are located. Zhong Han, Yang Wei and others are all here.

The other tables also began to chat with each other.

"Brother Han, long time no see."

Sitting on Han Yi's left hand was Sun Zheng, a disciple who entered the academy at the same time as him.

Han Yi was quite impressed by this person. After all, only rich people would pay attention to buying extremely expensive, useless embroidered gold brocade robes.

"Yes, Brother Sun, long time no see, how have you been recently?" He responded casually.

"Ah, not so good..." Sun Zheng sighed, "Before I entered, I still boasted that my family was a little rich, but now I find that after practicing real skills, that little bit of property is nothing at all, it's simply a bottomless pit..."

Han Yi glanced at him, not knowing what he had experienced. His clothes and dress were much simpler, no longer the showy look when they first met.

"I spent all my family's wealth to break through to the first level of real skills... When I think about the nine levels of real skills, I have to break through to the fourth level within three years, otherwise I have to leave the inner courtyard... It's difficult..."

Sun Zheng raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, his face full of bitterness.

"How are you, brother Han?" he asked Han Yi.

"I just broke through... I almost emptied all my savings." Han Yi sighed.

The two fell silent for a while.

There were only six people sitting at Han Yi's table. The two men opposite him didn't know each other, and they just kept drinking and eating in silence.

The two girls on the right were talking about something, whispering.

The atmosphere at the table, which had been a little lively, became a little cold again.

"Are you Han Yi?" A girl at the banquet suddenly spoke.

She was about 23 or 24 years old, wearing a light white gauze dress, with regular features and a generous appearance. The makeup on her face was very light, but it was obviously carefully dressed, giving people a special sense of exquisiteness.

The woman's name was Sun Ruoqing. She entered the sect a few years earlier than Han Yi. She was at the fifth level of Zhen Gong and could barely be considered a senior sister.

In fact, at the beginning of the banquet, Sun Ruoqing introduced herself to her little sister with great interest.

However, most of the other four people at the table were ascetics who practiced hard like Han Yi, and were not very good at socializing. So they either lowered their heads and ate and drank, or kept silent.

After Sun Ruoqing and her little sister got a soft nail, she no longer took the initiative to speak.

"Why, Senior Sister Sun, have you heard of Han?" Han Yi put down his chopsticks and looked up at Sun Ruoqing.

"Of course." Sun Ruoqing smiled softly, her body moving closer to Han Yi intentionally or unintentionally, "Huang Rong and I are good friends, and I heard her talk about you. I heard that you killed Longshezi of the Green Clothes Alliance, not bad, Junior Brother Han."

Her voice was a little greasy, and a special fragrance came from her.

Han Yi frowned slightly and moved slightly slightly without being noticed.

"Huang Rong?" He smiled. "It's just a rumor. It's just a coincidence. Don't take it seriously."

"I don't think so. It's just a rumor." Sun Ruoqing seemed to have additional intelligence channels. "I also have several friends in the Monster Hunting Club who hold important positions. Before Long Shezi died, I asked him and he only fought with your team."

She seemed very interested in Han Yi and moved closer: "The other two people in your team... I'm not saying that they really don't have this ability. After thinking about it, only Junior Brother Han has this ability to beat Long Shezi to the point of serious injury and near death..."

"Well, maybe Long Shezi is unlucky and met a righteous master in the wild again." Han Yi didn't bother to pay attention to her and kept stuffing meat into his mouth.

This Fang Chengqi is worthy of being a member of the Fang family. He is wealthy. Even the ingredients used for the banquet in Tianxiang Tower are the best monster meat.

Without interruption, he continuously put the food on the table.

Han Yi was not polite either, just like a mouse in a rice jar, while the food and wine just served were still hot, he stuffed it into his mouth.

The Bu Tian Jue just needed this kind of high-quality food to replenish qi and blood to increase progress.

He had a vague feeling that if the Bu Tian Jue could enter the next stage, it would have a very strong positive effect on his body.

"Is that so..." Sun Ruoqing nodded thoughtfully, as if she had heard the conversation between Han Yi and Sun Zheng just now, "It seems that Junior Brother Han is also confused about the resources for cultivation."

"Who is not like this?" Han Yi asked back.

"That's right, the more advanced the cultivation of real skills is, the more resources are needed, and often a lot of resources are consumed, but nothing is gained." Sun Ruoqing nodded in agreement, "Junior Brother Han, I remember your cultivation... Before entering the door, you were a second-level martial artist?"

"Not bad."

"Well, have you practiced the first level of real skills?"

"Coincidentally, I just broke through."

"Hey, not bad." Sun Ruoqing raised her eyebrows, "You should be the last batch to enter... That means you have been practicing for half a year. You have practiced to the first level in half a year. It's not fast or slow. It's considered an upper-middle level. You have good potential."

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

"Junior Brother Han, if I remember correctly, you came from Pingzhou to avoid the demonic disaster. You are alone and have no family to worry about."

"Yes."

"Pingzhou... I have been to that place. Although the scenery is good and the landforms and environment are well protected. But the martial arts philosophy there... I am not very impressed." Sun Ruoqing looked at Han Yi with a smile, "Junior Brother Han, since you became a martial artist in Pingzhou, you should have been a martial artist who practiced two-strength martial arts before entering.

Although you have practiced the first level of true skills, if you want to practice the rest, the second level, the third level... I am afraid you have to disperse your skills. Dispersing your skills will damage the foundation of your body... Have you thought about how to go next?"

Han Yi was a little surprised.

Senior Sister Sun Ruoqing knew his name, which was nothing, maybe she got the information from Huang Rong.

But many things she said next, such as his hometown, his experience before entering the sect, his family situation... Unless he deliberately inquired and remembered these things in his heart, he would not tell them like a treasure.

This immediately gave him a strange sense of closeness.