Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Jiuquyuan, lecture square.

Zhong Yunxiu sat cross-legged on the futon above, closing his eyes to relax.

Next to her stood the smiling senior sister Zhong Han, greeting the junior brothers and sisters below.

In the square, several people came early.

By the time Han Yi arrived, nearly half of the nearly thirty futons were occupied.

He didn't pay attention. He first exchanged hands with Zhong Han, then found an acquaintance and sat down next to him.

"Brother Han, how are you these days?" Sun Zheng turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay. As usual, it's just eating and resting to practice martial arts." Han Yi smiled, "How is Brother Sun doing lately?"

"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's difficult!" Sun Zheng sighed, "I... I still haven't gotten to the third level of real skills... There is really a big gap between people's qualifications... ....

Fang Chengqi and Yang Wei, who had only started for a few months a year ago, heard that they had become enthusiastic early and are now working towards the third level of Dacheng. These two people are worthy of being geniuses with excellent fundamental understanding, Qi and blood. They are younger than me and have a shorter time to start, but their cultivation progress is far beyond me...

It's a shame that before I started, I thought I was very talented. Compared with these two people, Chi is several years older, but he is still wandering on the second level. He is no different from a stupid pig. "

Sun Zheng, like Han Yi, was a disciple of the same group who entered Jiuquyuan for almost a year.

"Brother Sun, why should you look down on yourself so much? You must know that things are unpredictable. Martial arts masters like us should be broad-minded and focus on the future." Han Yi comforted him, "Besides, the hospital requires that you break through the fourth level in three years. There is still a lot of time, so there is no need to rush.

Moreover, the second level of training is water grinding kung fu. The important trick is to disperse the energy and blood in the body, evenly convert it into true energy and blood, and distribute it throughout the body. This cycle repeats, and that's it. In the remaining two years, with Brother Sun's qualifications, it would be easy to break through to the fourth level. "

After all, he had already broken through the second level, and the various techniques and key experiences therein were all well-founded and logical.

After Sun Zheng heard this, he was stunned and looked at Han Yi with something wrong.

"Brother Han, from what you say, it seems that you have already come into contact with the third-level secret book?"

Han Yi nodded: "Yes, of the first four levels of true power, only the third level is the key, especially the third level of Dacheng, which is the most difficult."

He did not hide his progress. After all, the head of Zhong Yunxiu and Senior Sister Zhong Han knew about his cultivation level.

Besides, it's not necessary.

Compared with Fang Chengqi, who broke through the third level of true power in March, it took him a year to reach the third level, which can only be regarded as an above-average level.

He has long understood that in today's world, hiding his cultivation will do him no good. Only by showing his genius can he obtain more resource support.

This is not a novel. The more talented you are, the more blows you will encounter.

The reality is that genius disciples with better talents, higher qualifications, and faster cultivation will receive a lot of care.

Disciples and sects are inherently complementary to each other.

"The third level of true power..." Sun Zheng was silent for a moment, "So, Brother Han has lost his power?"

The reason why he is stuck on the second level now is because the amount of blood is not enough to distribute.

"There is no way..." Han Yi looked heavy with a hint of helplessness, "If you give up, you will gain. If we and other foreign disciples want to go further, we can only be ruthless and cut off when it is necessary."

Han Yi knew about Sun Zheng's situation. He seemed to be the son of the leader of a small sect, but in the battle, the small sect was destroyed.

In desperation, Sun Zheng had no choice but to flee in a hurry and came to Jingtianzhuang to learn skills, hoping to take revenge.

In fact, just like Han Yi, they are both disciples who came from afar to bring their skills to apprenticeship. However, Sun Zheng's financial condition is much wealthier than that of Han Yi.

In addition, the two were disciples of the same batch, so they were very close to each other and had discussed many issues with each other.

The two of them had discussed for some time before whether they should relax their skills.

"What courage!" Sun Zheng exclaimed, "If I had Brother Han's decisiveness at that time, I wouldn't be so entangled now..."

Now, he has advanced to the second level of his true skill, and his vitality blood is involved with the concurrently practiced skills. If he loses his skills, he will probably lose the vitality blood allocated to his true skill.

This means that everything needs to be started from scratch, and all the efforts made during this period are in vain.

"Brother Han, do you regret it?" Sun Zheng was unwilling to say more about his own affairs. "Once martial arts masters like us lose our skills, our physical foundation will be damaged, and it will be difficult for us to reach the master level in this life."

"Regret?" Han Yi glanced at him, "Same as before, I still believe that we should live in the present and discuss the future in the future. But if there is no present, it is useless to say anything."

"Haha, what a sentence to live in the present. This sentence is good, I, Lao Xiao, like it!" A tall, strong and powerful man with a resolute face came over.

The person who came was none other than Xiao Zhong, who was second only to Senior Sister Zhong Han in terms of strength and status in Jiuqu Courtyard.

"Senior Brother Xiao." Han Yi and Sun Zheng stood up and held hands.

"Are you Han Yi?" Xiao Zhong asked directly without looking at Sun Zheng.

"Not bad." Han Yi nodded.

"You were chosen for the sponsorship of Plum Blossom Pavilion before, right?" Xiao Zhong suddenly asked, "Over at Plum Blossom Pavilion, I heard that they got into trouble with the Mad Lion Gang, and you were the one to deal with it?"

"Senior brother is well-informed." Han Yi nodded.

"Is it really you?" Xiao Zhong said in surprise, "That mad lion Lin Zhenwei is a serious three-strength martial artist. Junior Brother Han actually picked a group of good players alone and killed a three-strength martial artist?"

Han Yi was silent for a while: "Senior Brother, that Lin Zhenwei is a three-strength martial artist. I have just entered the third level of real skills. How can I challenge a group?

This matter is not my own work. There is really another hidden story. But it involves the family affairs of Meihua Pavilion and needs to be kept secret."

"Forget it if it's inconvenient." Xiao Zhong walked closer and patted Han Yi on the shoulder. His tone was intimate. "Anyway, even if it was not done by you alone, it is your ability to successfully encircle and suppress a three-strength martial artist with a one-strength martial artist."

"Senior Brother, you are too kind. I was just lucky." Han Yi smiled.

"Not bad. Not bad. It's a good seedling." Xiao Zhong shook his head and strode away. From beginning to end, he didn't even look at Sun Zheng.

"Brother Han, you are really lucky. You are valued by Senior Brother Xiao." Sun Zheng dared to talk to Han Yi after seeing Xiao Zhong leave.

"What's the use of being valued?" Han Yi shook his head, "People still have to rely on themselves."

"Brother Han, this is wrong." Sun Zheng argued, "You don't know that Senior Brother Xiao Zhong is from a military family. His family has served in the government army for three generations, and several brothers hold important positions. If you have a good relationship with him, at least, when you have to leave the inner courtyard, you can have a good way out..."