Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

Sun Zheng was originally the son of the head of a small sect, but his sect was defeated in a power struggle.

He had no choice but to flee in a hurry and came to Jingtian Manor to learn martial arts, hoping to learn real skills and take revenge.

When Han Yi communicated with him before, he often heard from him that he worked hard to practice martial arts and avenge his father.

It was just a while since they last met, and Sun Zheng's attitude seemed to have changed subtly.

He sighed a few times and shook his head repeatedly: "Those things still need to be considered in the long run. Now that I am stuck at the pass of real skills, I know that my previous goals were ridiculous... It was just arrogance, which only made me laugh..."

His performance of recognizing the gap and seeing through the reality made Han Yi not know how to comfort him for a while.

It was difficult for Han Yi to connect his appearance with the appearance of him speaking generously at the banquet and chatting and laughing with a group of senior brothers and sisters more than half a year ago.

After a while, Sun Zheng recovered and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Brother Han. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. I won't say these depressing words."

Han Yi smiled and looked indifferent.

The two continued to chat for a while, and Han Yi also got a lot of information from Sun Zheng.

For example, Brother Xiao Zhong had a drink a while ago and encountered a young woman being threatened by thieves. He yelled and drew his sword to help.

Unexpectedly, the woman was a trap.

Brother Xiao wanted to help with good intentions, but was attacked by the woman and seriously injured. His property was looted and he has not recovered from his injuries yet.

So he missed the fight.

In addition, Fang Chengqi, the pride of the Fang family who was once praised as the future hope of Jiuquyuan, left Jiuquyuan for unknown reasons and disappeared.

Other things are some recent events in Jiuquyuan.

Recently, Jiuquyuan has recruited many good talents because of its rising ranking and improved status. Several outstanding disciples have also risen and attracted attention.

A disciple named Song Qiaoer, who is talented, aggressive, and hot-tempered like a hot pepper, has made many big things in Jiuquyuan in just a few months.

As famous as her, there is also a male disciple named Zhou Qi who has risen at the same time. This person's personality is completely opposite to Song Qiaoer. He is as gentle as jade, a gentleman, and has a great demeanor. He is very popular among many female disciples.

He also has excellent qualifications. Although he is not as good as Song Qiaoer, he is far better than his peers.

It is precisely because of this that he and Song Qiaoer are also known as the twin stars of Jiuquyuan and are regarded as the leaders of the next generation.

"Song Qiaoer, Zhou Qi..." Han Yi looked a little strange. He seemed to have heard this name somewhere.

After waving goodbye to Sun Zheng, he walked on the road and thought for a while. Only then did he remember these two people from the inconspicuous memory boundary.

It seemed that they were just two little guys who had asked him some simple cultivation questions a long time ago and regarded him as a senior master.

"It's true that the waves behind push the waves ahead... I didn't expect that I have become a figure of the previous generation..."

Han Yi walked and walked, and couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Soon, he came to the inside of Jiuquyuan and found his master, Zhong Yunxiu.

Zhong Yunxiu seemed to have a lot of things to do, and the tiredness and vicissitudes on her face were much more than before. The whole person's appearance and temperament looked much older.

"Master." Han Yi saluted respectfully.

"Xiao Yi, you are here..." Zhong Yunxiu looked up and saw Han Yi coming over, and smiled.

Then, it was the same as usual.

She asked Han Yi about his recent daily life. In fact, there was nothing much. Generally, it was various problems encountered at work, various connections and relationships within the region, and various doubts encountered on the road of cultivation.

Although she looked the same as usual, Han Yi could still observe it.

Zhong Yunxiu's tone and demeanor were indeed not as energetic as before, and she was a little tired and slow.

Obviously, many things that happened recently have put a lot of external pressure on her.

Seeing this, Han Yi also judged the situation, stood up and left early to make it convenient for his master to rest.

But when he left, he always felt that Zhong Yunxiu seemed to want to say something to him, but the words were on the tip of his tongue, but he never said them.

Respect the elders and respect the teacher.

Zhong Yunxiu didn't want to say it, and he couldn't ask more, so he could only let it go.

However, Han Yi felt that the thing that Zhong Yunxiu was worried about was most likely the competition tomorrow.

Zhong Han was her daughter after all. If she rashly went to compete with a child of the three masters of the Sanshan School who had a bad reputation, a ruthless personality, extraordinary strength...

As a mother, it is normal to be a little nervous and worried, and absent-minded.

Besides, although it was a fair competition on the surface.

But what kind of secret agreement was hidden behind the scenes, it was not something Han Yi could know.

During the conversation with Sun Zheng just now, he noticed that many people in Jiuquyuan only regarded the competition between Zhong Han and Chen Lingmo as an ordinary friendly exchange between sects, and did not take it seriously.

He was the only one who received the information that Hu Ping secretly sent in advance, and before he left just now, Zhong Yunxiu's expression of wanting to say something but not being able to.

But he only vaguely felt that there were some unknown secrets behind this seemingly ordinary competition. Perhaps only the two parties involved knew the final truth of this competition.

"Well, it's still early now, so I can go ask other senior brothers and sisters..."

Han Yi looked up at the sky.

In the afternoon, the sun was half-sunken and half-floating in the sky. The golden sunlight passed through the gaps in the clouds, illuminating a large area of ​​fog and dust, which was slightly dazzling.

He no longer hesitated and strode forward.

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Jingtian Manor, Yangzhiyuan.

The black-beaked, pink-eyed and white-feathered strange bird flapped its wings and flew gently across the light blue clouds, across the roofs of black pavilions of varying heights, and gently landed on the tallest vermilion eaves building.

On the highest floor of the pavilion, Fang Shouming, the son of Fang He, and Chen Lingmo, the son of Chen Ying, sat opposite each other.

"Brother Lingmo, you have come from afar, come and have a drink. I am here to wish you all the best." Fang Shouming smiled and stood up, holding the wine glass to pour wine for Chen Lingmo.

Chen Lingmo is tall and thin, and looks a little thin, ordinary, and without any characteristics.

In addition, the most noticeable thing is his eyes, which are yellow, and the pupils have jagged edges, like the eyes of a beast, without any emotion.