"Sad Wind Palm, die for me." The man in black robe turned around and struck out with his palm. The green light turned into a half-meter-sized palm print and hit Han Yi. His whole body exploded and turned into white aura.
dissipate.
Tsk, pfft...
The black-robed man's face showed huge panic, and Han Yi stood behind him with an expressionless face.
A red sword penetrated his chest, and blood dripped along the edge of the sword, giving off a faint heat.
"Pfft." The man spat out another mouthful of blood, his face turned pale.
"How is that possible? You are only a middle-level spiritual master, how could you... be able to kill me?" He turned around with difficulty and looked at Han Yi's face from the corner of his eye, which was a little blurry.
Han Yi didn't answer him. He turned the hilt of the sword and destroyed the man's heart. Blood immediately spurted out from the wound, like a warm blood spring.
He drew his sword, and the man lost all his strength and fell to the ground.
"Thank you so much, young hero, for saving my life."
Yang Xiu walked to Han Yi, cupped his hands and said.
"No need to thank you, it's just a small effort."
Han Yi said lightly and looked up at the horizon in the distance. The waning moon was already approaching the skyline and the morning sun was about to rise from the sea.
"It's almost dawn, and I have to go on my way, so I won't leave here." After he finished speaking, he turned around and swept away into the distance.
"Please also give me your name. I, Yang Xiu, will definitely remember the kindness you gave me by helping you today, and I will repay you if I have the opportunity in the future." Yang Xiu shouted as he looked at Han Yi's retreating back.
"My name is Han Yi, see you by chance."
Han Yi's figure disappeared at the end of the official road, and his childish voice was scattered in the cold wind.
Walking north along the official road, Han Yi arrived at a small town after a day's journey.
The town is full of mercenaries and adventurers, and both sides of the road are lined with stalls for free trade, either exchanging money or goods.
Han Yi looked around. There were many items he didn't recognize on the linen in front of the vendors. Some were elixirs with flashes of light, some were pieces of strange metal, and some were still stained with blood.
Sharp horns.
"It's so strange. I have never seen these things before."
As he watched, he marveled.
"I'm really ignorant. These are just the most common things, but they can be described as strange." Jiufang's cold voice sounded in his mind.
"For you, an old monster who has been around for who knows how many years, these things are certainly not strange enough, but for me, they are an eye-opener." Han Yi didn't care about Jiufang Bu's ridicule, and remained as usual.
He looked at the items on the stalls with interest.
Jiufang snorted and stopped talking.
After wandering on the street for more than half an hour, Han Yi walked into an inn and sat down at an empty table against the wall.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?" the waiter asked with an attentive smile.
"A few signature side dishes, and half a pound of beef."
"Okay." The waiter immediately got busy and went to the kitchen.
Han Yi walked around the lobby of the hotel, his eyes scanning the faces of the men with stubble. They all had a strong evil aura on their bodies, and their weapons were placed on their right side, within easy reach.
Everyone sitting in the lobby is definitely not a simple guy. Just looking at the evil aura on their bodies, Han Yi knows that the cultivation level of any of them is not weaker than his own.
"Lingyue, this town is a transit point for hunting in the Monster Mountains. Many mercenaries and adventurers will rest here and adjust their condition. Let's rest here for a night. After all, the guardian monster of that thing is not weak.
, everyone is tired after traveling for such a long time, so it is not appropriate to go into the mountains at this time."
"Well, let's have a night's rest first." A pleasant female voice replied.
Han Yi followed the sound and saw four young men, three men and one woman, walking out of the lobby.
"Four guests, do you want to eat or stay in the hotel?" When the waiter saw a distinguished guest coming, he immediately went up to greet him and asked flatteringly.
"Stay in the hotel and prepare four upper rooms for us." The man standing next to the girl threw a gold coin and it fell into the store clerk's pocket.
"Also, prepare another table of wine and food, hurry up."
"Yes, yes, please sit down, four of you. We'll be ready soon." The waiter smiled happily and turned around to get ready.
"Sir, your side dishes and beef." Another waiter came to Han Yi's table with a tray and quickly put down several plates.
"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Han Yi took out a silver coin and put it on the tray, "I want to ask you something."
"Your Majesty, if you ask, I will definitely tell you everything I know." The waiter put away the silver coin with a look of joy on his face.
"How to get to Tianxia City from here?"
"Going to Tianxia City, sir, are you going to attend Ling Mansion's admissions program?" The waiter in the store had an envious look in his eyes.
"Yeah, not bad." Han Yi smiled, "I don't know if I can pass it yet. I don't even know the Lingfu admissions standards."
"Sir, you have asked the right person." The waiter started to beam with excitement, "I will tell you about Lingfu's admissions standards first, and then you can add them up yourself to see if you can pass, and then decide whether to go or not.
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"Well, tell me about it." Han Yi smiled and stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth.
"This Ling Mansion is the most powerful force in our Lanyue Island. However, they almost don't care about worldly affairs. They recruit students every year. The minimum standard required is to reach the peak of spiritual disciples under the age of sixteen. Of course, this is not enough.
You must be qualified to participate in the selection, and finally you have to pass three tests before you can truly enter the Ling Mansion."
"These three tests include one that tests perseverance, one that tests courage, and one that tests combat prowess. It is said that the assessment methods of the first two levels change every year. I don't know how small the details are, but this third level has never changed. Chapter 1
The three-level test requires candidates to defeat monks who are one level above themselves."
"For monks who are one level above me, the minimum standard for admission to the Ling Mansion is the peak spiritual disciple. That doesn't mean you have to defeat a spiritual master level monk to pass the examination." Han Yi was slightly moved when he heard this.
"That's right. Because of the strict admissions standards of Lingfu, although thousands of candidates take the exam every year, only a dozen or so people can actually pass the exam and enter Lingfu."
"More than a dozen people." Han Yi was stunned. "The pass rate is almost one hundred percent. The enrollment standards of Ling Mansion are a bit too high."
"That's natural. To be called a genius, you must first have an astonishing talent for spiritual cultivation, secondly, you must have perseverance and courage far beyond ordinary people, and finally, you must have extraordinary fighting power." The waiter said with a serious face.
Han Yi looked at him with surprise.
"Well, Master, actually I didn't say this. I heard it from an elder in Ling Mansion." The waiter scratched his head and blushed a little.
"Oh, you also took the admission test of Naling Mansion."
"That's not true. In the early years, one of my playmates took me to observe the event, so I only know a little bit about Lingfu's enrollment."
"Then did your playmate pass the test in the end?"
"Well, he passed. It has been a few years since he entered the Ling Mansion." The waiter in the shop looked a bit reminiscing, "How long has it been? It's been ten years."
"What's the name of your playmate? If I can enter the Ling Mansion, maybe I can meet him again." Han Yi said with a smile.
"He, he has no father or mother since he was a child, and I don't know his name. I just often call him Xiaoyou, and I only learned this name when his master called him."
"By the way." The waiter took out a wooden doll from his arms and placed it in front of Han Yi, "Young Master can take this with you. If he sees this doll, he will know."
"Well, you still have some friendship." Han Yi picked up the doll. It could be seen that the doll was old. The wooden texture was lighter but very smooth. He must have played with it often.
"Shopkeeper, please go to the three upper rooms and prepare a table of good food and wine." A rough male voice sounded in the lobby.
The waiter looked back and looked a little cowed.
"Sir, I'm sorry, I have to go greet the guests."
"Well, you go ahead." Han Yi smiled.
The waiter ran all the way to the three big men with a smile on his face.
"Do the three guests want to eat in the guest room or in the lobby?"
The big man looked around the lobby and saw that more than a dozen tables were filled with people and there was no empty seat.
"Just in the lobby." After the big man said that, he walked straight to the end of the lobby.
"My lord, my lord, there is no room in the lobby. Why don't I bring the food and wine to your room?" the waiter caught up and said.
"Go away, we said we wanted to eat here, so we will eat here." A certain big man turned around and slapped the waiter on the chest, sending him flying away.
"Pfft." The waiter hit the counter and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The shopkeeper behind the counter trembled and did not dare to speak. They were all mortals, how could they dare to interfere in the affairs of spiritual cultivators?
"Boy, we are going to eat here, why don't you get out of here." The big man stepped on the bench and looked at Han Yi condescendingly.
Han Yi didn't care about him, just picking up the food and playing with the doll that the waiter had just given him with his left hand.
"Damn it, brat, can't you hear what my elder brother just said?" The big man who had just taken action stepped forward and slapped Han Yi on the head.
Boom, the dull sound of impact spread, and the big man's palm was blocked by Han Yi, arousing a wave of energy.
"It took a while, no wonder you dared to ignore us, but that's not enough." A powerful aura of spiritual power suddenly burst out from the big man's body, and the spiritual master's later cultivation was undoubtedly revealed.
He closed his palm, clenched his fist, and struck out again. Han Yi frowned. If he struck here, the inn might not be able to withstand the torment.
But the big man would not consider these consequences like him. The fist struck with a faint amber aura, and the air exploded.
Han Yi didn't have time to think any more. He stood up suddenly and pumped his fists, his muscles undulating like a restless dragon.
"Is this kid looking for death without even using his spiritual power?" A young man sitting far away sneered.
"Perhaps he just disdains the use of spiritual power?" The woman opposite the man said lightly, with a slight smile on her face.