Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Yue Hongying took it subconsciously.

"Say hello to Uncle Yue for me. It's time for me to worry about this matter." Tao Qingtang smiled.

"Is the matter...really resolved?" Yue Hongying spoke slowly, with a pair of beautiful eyes full of "can't die", she slowly said a sentence, her voice was dry.

"Yeah, everything is fine." Tao Qingtang nodded seriously.

Are you getting better and everything is resolved? !

Yue Hongying stared blankly at the dragon and carp wood carving in her hand. She was at a loss. For a moment, she felt a hundred kinds of feelings intertwined inexplicably.

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Jingtianzhuang, Jiuquyuan.

Crash.

"It's snowing so heavily..."

Snow piled on the roof, and the heavy crackling sound woke the people in the house.

Han Yi raised his head, and through the curtains, he could see the snowflakes flying continuously outside, falling diagonally, leaving a thick layer of snow on the ground.

Immediately, he lowered his head again and immersed himself in reading.

There were a large number of notes scattered around on the table, and there were rows of books standing on the corners of the table.

That day, after he handed Zhang Fu into Tao Qingtang's hands and gave her the whole story and a large amount of evidence, he came back immediately.

How to deal with Zhang Fu and Tao Qingtang is her family matter. He's too lazy to care.

The most important thing is that he wants to come back quickly to test an idea.

Judging from the Long Shezi and Zhang Fu he encountered, these people's methods were cunning and changeable and extremely insidious.

Either they practice special poison skills, or they have extremely fast coordination of body movements.

Han Yi was able to win simply by relying on his absolute power, speed, defense and crushing after using the reverse scale state.

But this exposed a problem for him. What if one day he encounters an opponent who cannot be solved with a head-on confrontation?

Take this blessing as an example. He originally wanted to drug Han Yi and Lin Zhenwei and cover up the truth.

This time, it was because Han Yi had cold yin energy flowing through his seven orifices, coupled with his sharp mind, that he stayed near a ventilated window and absorbed a small amount, so he was not poisoned.

But what if next time, in the future.

If you encounter an enemy who uses poison again, the poison used is still high-grade, colorless and odorless, and can be useful to a truly accomplished martial artist.

This possibility is very high, but not impossible.

After all, this world is very big, and many martial arts masters do not have any martial arts ethics or psychological requirements. They all like to poison or quench weapons as a preemptive measure.

Then after he reverses the scale state, no matter how strong he is, it will be of no use.

In other words, like Lin Zhenwei, he needs to learn a martial art to ward off poison.

Of course, there are many other negative states similar to poisoning, such as paralysis, bleeding, internal injuries, etc.

Therefore, speaking generally, he wants to improve his resistance and resistance to abnormal conditions as much as possible.

Hanyin Jiuquzhang is just a pure destructive power. Qian Yang Kung and Fei Long Kung are respectively recovery ability and speed increase.

Therefore, in other words, he needs to practice other skills as well.

In fact, when he first started to get involved, he had the idea of ​​practicing multiple exercises at the same time.

Adaptable, flexible and able to deal with a variety of complex situations.

This is exactly the characteristic of a concurrent martial artist.

However, when he came to Jingtian Village and learned that his body's vitality blood was insufficient, he could only put down the idea of ​​practicing martial arts at the same time and find a way to practice real martial arts first.

But now, after practicing the Heaven-Mending Art for such a long time, the defect of insufficient Yuan blood in his body has been solved long ago.

For most people, the amount of Yuan blood in their bodies can be divided into three parts, which means they can practice up to three powerful martial arts at the same time, or strengthen their true skills three times.

But he had experienced it carefully, and the qi and blood in his body were surging, far exceeding that of ordinary people.

Through the constant replenishment of Bu Tian Jue, the amount of Yuan blood has already reached twice that of a normal person, a full six parts.

Moreover, this is not the end, the current Bu Tian Jue is only the fourth level.

This shows that the amount of Yuan blood in his body will definitely increase significantly.

Although I don't know what this limit is, looking at it now, it is definitely more than enough to meet his concurrent training requirements.

So, solving Yuan Xue, this is the most critical point.

The rest is a matter of choice.

He looked at the pile of manuals next to him, including "Thousands of Hammers and Hundreds of Exercises", "Poison-Repelling Sword Techniques", "Seven Star Horizontal Chain", "Fire Breathing Divine Technique"... and gradually fell into deep thought.

"Senior Brother Han, are you at home?"

The voice was blurred by the wind and snow, but it could be heard that it was a female voice.

It's snowing heavily outside and the roads are almost closed, but there is still a woman coming to look for him?

Han Yi got up and came to the yard with doubts, ready to open the door.

The person who knocked on the door was the handyman responsible for delivering letters in Jingtian Village on weekdays. His name is Qingye.

Qingye, like other servants of Jiuquyuan, were from poor families and had no martial arts qualifications, so they worked as servants of Jingtian Village.

These people were voluntarily sold to Jingtian Village because their family conditions were too poor, or because someone in the family was seriously ill, and were trained as disciples from an early age.

Among them, those with potential can be regarded as serious disciples, while those with little potential can only do simple jobs such as handymen.

Qingye, who has little potential and whose mother is ill at home, came to Jingtian Village voluntarily.

She always wanted to earn more money to treat her mother's illness, so she was always walking hurriedly, running back and forth in Jingtianzhuang, delivering letters.

She took out a package from the big bag behind her.

"Brother Han, someone sent you something from outside."

Han Yi took it, waved his hand, and signed his name to confirm.

He looked at Qingye, who was dressed in snow-white, and gently took out a few taels of silver.

"Go back early, you can make money at any time, and health is the most important."

The money was not much, but it was enough to solve her dilemma. And too much money was not something an ordinary person could hold.

"Brother Han..." Qingye's eyes were a little wet, and he was about to say something.

"Go back."

Han Yi turned back and didn't give her a chance to thank him.

It was just a few taels of silver, a piece of cake, he really didn't care.

Moreover, he really didn't lack money now.

After looting the Lion Gang that day, the amount of ready-made gold notes looted from Zhang Fu, Lin Zhenwei, and other high-level officials alone was as much as 5,000 taels.

This money was enough for him to spend for a long time.

The house was steaming hot. The iron stove in the corner was burning red, and the copper stove on the stove emitted a lot of blazing white gas under the burning of coke.

Han Yi sat at the table and unwrapped the package. Inside was a small box and a letter.

"Plum Blossom Pavilion, Tao Qingtang... It seems that she has solved the problem?" He opened the envelope.

Sure enough, the content of the letter was not beyond his expectations.

Tao Qingtang roughly explained the matter of Plum Blossom Pavilion.

In fact, the content was mainly about the treatment of the head shopkeeper, Zhang Fu.