Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 103 The Yellow Turban Immortal (Please order 35 in full)

The surrounding space changed rapidly, and then became bright and stable in an instant.

When Han Yi stabilized his tumbling figure, the Chengying Sword jumped up and lay across in front of him. Four Fengmo daggers appeared above his head, pointing to the four sides.

But the surroundings were quiet and nothing abnormal, but he didn't dare to take it lightly.

The black token just now sucked his mana automatically, which caught him by surprise and got him.

After three breaths of vigilance, he put away the Fengmo dagger when he saw that there was no danger, but the Chengying sword was still in his hand.

When he collected himself, he realized that he was standing in front of a mansion.

He looked to the sides and behind, and found that he was standing on the small square in front of the mansion. After careful inspection, Han Yi discovered that this small square was about four to five hundred square meters.

On the inside of the small square, the mansion is not that big. It is about the same size as his courtyard. This small square is built on the edge of a cliff. The Qinglong Cliff on the peak looks even steeper.

Han Yi raised his head and looked far away through the sea of ​​clouds. In the misty clouds and mist, other fairy mountains were looming, and there were similar mansions on the mountains.

"What is the black token?"

"Bring me here, why?"

Han Yi's expression remained serious, but at this moment even the black token was gone, even if he wanted to check it, he couldn't do it.

"Since you brought me here, what do you want me to do next?"

"Liu Heng was able to come in and go back before, so I can definitely do it."

"However, it only took a few days for him to come in, but it seems like many years have passed. I must be more cautious."

Han Yi was not discouraged, but immediately figured out the key point. His strength was stronger than Liu Heng. As long as a certain factor was met, he could restart the Guangmen and return to Daofu City.

He checked the surroundings again and found that there was no way out, so he had to walk towards the mansion.

The mansion is not big, and a bronze door is closed tightly.

Han Yi didn't walk towards the bronze gate, but on the walls on both sides of the mansion, he used the Chengying Sword, touched it lightly, and found nothing abnormal, increased the strength, but there was still no change, and finally hit with all his strength, still Failed to leave a trace.

The walls of this mansion, at least in terms of hardness, cannot be shaken by Chengying Sword.

Han Yi emitted a little spiritual light, and the Lingxu finger fell on the wall. The sound was not low, but there was still no trace left.

It is impossible to break through the walls on both sides of the mansion without taking the usual path.

Han Yi went to the copper door and tried the same method, but there was still no trace left.

He thought for a while, walked forward, put one hand on the bronze door, pushed it inside, still motionless.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

A loud voice resounded in his mind.

"Outsiders, please pass the Immortal Mansion assessment."

"The content of the assessment is to defeat a yellow scarf fairy."

"Number of assessments: ten times."

"Assessment failed: lifespan -40."

"The assessment is successful: Inherit the No. [-] Immortal Mansion."

Han Yi was startled, and cautiously retreated more than ten meters.

But at the same time as he retreated suddenly, a little spiritual light suddenly appeared on the bronze door, and the spiritual light fell on the ground, turning into a burly monk in a yellow shirt.

Han Yi retreated again and reached the edge of the square. He was extremely vigilant, and with the magic weapon in hand, he was ready to fight.

What surprised him was that the burly monk in yellow robes, who was over two meters tall, was the tallest monk Han Yi had seen, motionless like a puppet.

"Yellow Turban Immortal?"

"Is this a heavenly creation?"

Han Yi stepped forward slowly, turning around the yellow scarf fairy vigilantly. When he approached within ten meters, the motionless yellow scarf fairy suddenly had a flash of light in his lifeless eyes.

Then, a cluster of flames shot out instantly in his hand. This was a fire attribute spell, similar to Lingxu finger, but faster, and it arrived in front of Han Yi in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Han Yi had already prepared, and a fire shield technique was ready.

Peng!
The fire shield dissipated, and the speed of the cluster of flames was reduced by half, but it did not go out, and it was already rushing towards Han Yi.

Han Yicheng's shadow sword flitted out, beheading it on the spot.

But although the flames dissipated, Han Yi's face was serious.

"So strong?"

At the same time, he stepped back and stepped ten meters away. The yellow scarf fairy who had cast a fire attribute spell instantly returned to his motionless posture.

"Sure enough, this is definitely a heavenly creation."

The so-called heavenly creation is also a kind of art of cultivating immortals, creating things that create the world with the power of surpassing the sky.

It's just that this kind of skill is too difficult, too difficult, and it competes with the way of heaven, and it is easy to be punished by heaven, so that there are too few people who practice it. In today's world of cultivating immortals, there is no sect specializing in it. It's just a sporadic practice spread.

Han Yi didn't expect to see such a natural creation.

The next moment, the majestic voice in my mind sounded again.

"The first assessment failed, the remaining times: nine times."

Han Yi was startled.

"Ten chances, but one was consumed."

"That is to say, as long as I fight against this Yellow Turban Immortal, and I don't defeat this Yellow Turban Immortal, I will be sentenced to failure and the number of assessments will be consumed."

"I stepped within about ten meters just now, which means that as long as I cross that distance, it is equivalent to entering the assessment area, and the assessment is enabled by default."

"No, it should be more than that. If I attack from a distance, it should be counted. This loophole, the people who pass the assessment will never miss it. Don't waste another chance by fluke."

"And after ten times, if I haven't defeated the Yellow Turban Immortal, it will be considered that I have failed the assessment. The penalty for failure is Shouyuan -40, which means that 40 years of life will be deducted."

Thinking of this, Han Yi was startled. He suddenly recalled the situation of killing Liu Heng on the Luo Family Lingtian.

At that time, Liu Heng's strange face, old and not human-like, was completely different from the Liu Heng he saw a few days ago.

Looking back at this moment, it should be that Liu Heng has also passed such an assessment. However, he failed and exhausted ten assessment times. Sword, kills easily.

After figuring this out, Han Yi took a deep breath, retreated again and again, and retreated to the edge of the square, approaching the cliff.

Don't challenge it lightly. Every opportunity for assessment is extremely precious and cannot be wasted.

Han Yi sat cross-legged, with his back to the cliff, facing the ancient bronze gate and the motionless yellow scarf fairy at the gate, and simply closed his eyes. It took three full days before he stood up again.

Feeling the mana in his body was full, Han Yi's eyes sparkled, but his heart began to calculate.

"To win, you have to win, and you have to fight hard. If you lose, your lifespan will be lost by 40 years, and my journey to immortality will be interrupted immediately."

Less longevity is not just about longevity.

Han Yi is 34 years old at the moment. If he fails, he will be 74 years old. The vitality of a 74-year-old body is completely different from that of a 34-year-old body. It will take nine years for a 34-year-old body to reach the ninth level of Qi training , that 74-year-old body may take 29, 39, or even longer.

On this point, even if he tried his best, he would not give up an inch.

"There are only nine times. Every opportunity is extremely precious. You must grasp it. Every time you need to go all out."

"That's the only way to reach the limit."

"Okay, this time, go all out."

Making up his mind, Han Yi took a deep breath and walked forward. Before reaching the ten-meter range, he put his two fingers together, and the Chengying Sword flied out. With a slight tremor, a pale red light emerged from the sword, and went straight to the Yellow Turban Immortal.

(End of this chapter)