Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

This side effect is that it will cause some minor damage to the blood vessels and meridians.

"Fortunately, Qianyang Gong has the characteristics of rejuvenation. It has a special effect of rejuvenation for this kind of minor internal injuries, which can just heal the wounds..."

Han Yi suddenly realized the importance of auxiliary martial arts. The Qianyang Gong he practiced was of a peaceful nature. It was not outstanding in terms of lethality and power, but it had a miraculous effect in restraining Yin Qi and recovery.

And this miraculous effect also made him think of one thing. Perhaps his next complementary martial arts for entering the power does not necessarily have to choose the martial arts that completely pursue lethality.

The extreme lethality also means the extreme fragility. The high-attack assassin cannot beat the high-tank and high-recovery warrior.

Moreover, the most important thing is that his first main martial arts Qianyang Gong has determined its nature. It is a martial art that is partial to auxiliary and recovery, and it wins in durability and continuity.

Therefore, his best fighting style should be the "kite flow", so his next complementary martial arts...

should have an advantage in speed, or choose a martial art that can cause some kind of continuous damage!

After deciding on the next path, Han Yi suddenly felt relieved. Although he was still a long way from the peak of Qianyang Gong, he felt that as long as there was a sufficient supply of monster meat resources, he would soon reach the bottleneck.

As long as he reached the bottleneck, the natural chasm that was difficult to break through with ordinary methods, that was the time for the Yuanli value to show its power...

Then, Han Yi got up and prepared to clean up the house. He was busy practicing these days, and it was time to clean up this room.

He put the valuables on his body, the gold notes, the small jade Buddha, and the exquisite jade he got from Luan Biao in his arms and carried them with him.

The most messy thing was some notes. He had a habit, that is, whenever he encountered a difficult practice problem, he would record it, and then write it down after finding the answer.

When he had time, he would flip through it from time to time to review the old and learn the new.

Of course, he had encrypted these notes.

After all, these notes contained records of his strength realm and system principle conjectures.

As for how to encrypt, it is also very simple. Just change the records in it into text that only you can understand.

For example, pinyin, Chinese characters, pinyin, and Japanese that he had learned to pick up girls before.

In this way, no one can understand it except himself.

Just after finishing these notes, he accidentally turned to a black booklet.

This is the booklet he got from Luan Biao, the 'Bi Lin Sword'. He also checked it and found that it was a martial arts called 'Bi Lin Sword Technique'.

However, Han Yi did not plan to practice this sword technique himself.

This Bi Lin Sword Technique tends to sneak attack and poison, and the corresponding fighting method is also kite wandering. He can use some of the theoretical knowledge in it to fill his knowledge base and use it as deduction material, but that's all.

Bi Lin Sword Technique, at most, provides material resources for his next deduction martial arts.

As for why, he just doesn't like it.

This martial arts can only be cultivated to the blood refining stage, and there is no visualization map or the like. The level is too low.

However, this Jade Scale Sword Technique, combined with the Jade Scale Soft Sword, is expected to be welcomed by low-level warriors.

Han Yi plans to sell these things when he goes to the market to buy meat next time.

He heard that the Ying family will also hold small auctions at the market to make more money.

In the market, martial arts that practice weapons are generally more expensive than martial arts that practice fists and feet.

As for the Jade Scale Sword Technique, there are martial arts and matching weapons. Han Yi feels that the price will not be much cheaper, and he can make some extra money.

After all, in just two days, he has eaten nearly ten kilograms of meat!

In terms of conversion, at least five hundred taels of silver must have been spent!

This is not cultivation, it is clearly burning money!

You know, in Anyan City, a family of three only spends ten taels of silver a year.

But after eating black bear meat, the blood and strength increase, just like the super-high speed of flying, if you don’t eat meat, you will return to the original snail crawling.

Han Yi was really uncomfortable.

So, no matter how expensive the monster meat was, he had to buy it, and he had to buy a lot of it and eat it every day.

But in this way, the gold and silver spent were not a small number.

Even if he met Luan Biao, a big fat sheep with a huge amount of money this time, but next time, the next time... it is impossible to meet such a wealthy and brainless person every time.

So he really had to find a way to earn some gold and silver...

In front of the ashes and residual heat of the fire, Han Yi fell into deep thought.

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At night, the cold wind blew from the north, and the clouds chased by the wind suddenly gathered together, white clouds, gray clouds, and black clouds were all dark, and the clouds condensed into rain, and the rain gathered into snow, and the snow condensed into ice.

Crackling!

It was clearly early spring, but Anyan City seemed to have returned to the coldest days of the twelfth lunar month. I don't know where the evil wind came from. In previous years, when the flowers were blooming in spring, there was a sudden hailstorm.

The heavy snow mixed with icicles fell straight down without stopping, like a gust of arrow feathers, which made people tremble.

But fortunately, the wind came quickly and went away quickly. The hail and heavy snow only collapsed a few unmanned thatched houses and smashed several stalls outside.

Even in the early morning, when the light of the morning sun broke through the clouds and fell on Anyan City, thousands of households were still immersed in the tranquility of sleep, and there were already bits of ice and snow melting and quietly drilling into the deep soil.

"What kind of weather is this? Get up quickly, one by one, still sleeping early in the morning!"

At the entrance of the black market, Lin Ping was shouting loudly, directing his outer disciples to clean up the snow and water at the entrance.

Lin Ping was also an inner disciple on duty like Han Yi and Cai Yu.

He was gentle, not tall, and looked like an ordinary middle-aged man.

But even the best-tempered people were awakened by this sudden heavy snow, and got up to work, and they would inevitably feel some resentment in their hearts.

After a long busy time, the gate blocked by mud, snow and rain was finally cleared. Amid the harsh creaking of the ox wheels, batches of newcomers were transported into the black market, and countless brokers and sellers hurried in.

In the depths of the black market, a shrill scream of fear suddenly came.

Then, there were more screams...

The rows of yellow wooden houses that looked like cages suddenly became agitated. Dozens of sellers with anxious faces hurried to the screaming servants and uncovered the black cloth covering the wooden houses.

Looking inside, I saw a woman with an excited blush on her face. She had taken off all her thin clothes by herself. Her skin tightened, revealing an abnormal blush as if warmed by the fire.

On her face, the corners of her mouth were raised, revealing a kind and beautiful smile, as if she had reconciled with this cruel world before death.

"This..."

Even though the seller was used to death, he was a little confused at this moment.

He called on the others to rush to the curtains one by one and quickly opened the cover of the room, but all he saw was this kind of mysterious death smile.

These wooden houses were originally a kind of cage-like building, with some wood nailed together, and the gaps were very large, which did not block the wind at all.

Even each house was installed with a frameless square hole without screens for buyers to choose.

In order to allow buyers to better observe the appearance, skin, appearance and other conditions of the "goods", these women usually only wear a light-transmitting gauze!

And in the house, let alone beds and bedding, there were no chairs, only a layer of thatch!

So, the temperature dropped rapidly last night, coupled with the sudden invasion of ice and snow...

Soon, these women lost body temperature and fell into a coma. The subsequent ice and snow melted into water, which soaked the thatch, making the environment worse.

These women were already hungry and cold all day long, weak, and often bullied by others. How could they withstand such a blow with such a weak body?

The seller lifted another piece of black cloth, opened the wooden door, and went in to check. The woman inside seemed to still have a breath!

He was happy, but immediately, the woman broke free from his support, fell to the ground, smiled at him strangely, and then said in a tone without any warmth: "You...you...will all...die..."

At the same time, in other rooms, the women who were checked by the servants and still had breath and were brought out also smiled strangely...

"I curse you, go to the eighteen levels of hell, and die a miserable death!"

"Curse you, and end up like us!"

"Curse! Curse!"

"Die! Die! Die!"

And in the air, there were such hysterical and vicious curses from all directions.

In the black market, the vendors and the errand disciples dared not even move. They were all shocked, their skin was all over their bodies, and they were trembling.

Perhaps she really couldn't hold on any longer, the woman in front of the vendor screamed terribly before dying: "You...are all going to die!!!!"

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"What happened?"

At this time, Lin Ping and Xiao Ba also rushed over with big strides.

The trading of live goods is the biggest source of profit for the Chiyan Sect's black market every day. If the tax collected is too little during the duty day, I'm afraid it will be scolded and punished by the elders of the Internal Affairs Hall!

But after seeing the tragic scene, Lin Ping and Xiao Ba also changed their faces.

"Immediately arrange for a quilt doctor, and send hot water and hot food!"

But there was no time to think about it. Lin Ping's face was livid, and he immediately gave orders. No matter what, try to rescue him first.

After a long time, after the doctor's examination and the statistics of many disciples, Xiao Ba came over hesitantly with a small notebook.

"Master Lin..."

"Tell me, what's the result?!"

Lin Ping looked at Xiao Ba's hesitation and had a bad feeling in his heart, but he still asked.

"Master Lin, the statistics say..."

Xiao Ba hesitated and read out the data in the notebook.

"How is this possible?!"

After listening to Xiao Ba's report, Lin Ping felt dizzy and felt dizzy.

In just one night, two-thirds of the women in these large wooden houses were frozen to death!

But what does this have to do with him?

He clearly arranged for his disciples to cover the houses with tarpaulins...

And it was clearly spring. In the past, this measure would have been enough, but who knew...

Such a big thing was no longer something he could hide!

With two-thirds of the goods dead, the elders of the Internal Affairs Hall would definitely punish him!

Lin Ping clenched his fists tightly, and his veins were exposed.

But then, he looked over there again, and saw people coming in and out one after another, including doctors, errand boys, and anxious brokers...

But most of them were women who took hot water decoctions and slowly recovered...

At least, one-third of the goods were still there...

These women must be taken seriously and protected.

If they really ask about it, they will drag the sellers into the water. They must have hidden the good goods, and those who supplied the black market were all weak and left over!

Yes, it must be like this!

Lin Ping looked at the busy, cursing brokers, and a hint of coldness appeared on his lips.

He had made so much money, it was time to give some of it out!

As long as they could fill the gap, then this matter would be over!

Thinking of this, Lin Ping's honest face once again restored his previous gentle smile.

As for the two-thirds of women who died, he didn't care at all, just regarded them as a number.

Not only him...

Merchants, errand boys, brokers, outer disciples, everyone, no one cared about the dead women.

They were all used to it.

At this time, they greeted the errand boys one by one, busy dealing with the corpses. These corpses were still pretty girls yesterday, but today, they have become resentful and stiff dead people.

And because the eldest lady of the "White Horse Escort Agency" committed suicide by hitting the window last time, the buyers who were originally optimistic about it got angry.

Having learned from the previous lesson, the limbs of these women were tied tightly and firmly fixed, which made the transportation and disposal of the corpses particularly troublesome.

During the busy time, no one cared about the wooden house that was vacant due to the death of the eldest daughter of the "White Horse Escort Agency". Something strange happened...