Fantasy: Immortality starts with absorbing demons

"Um......"

Han Yi touched his face and felt a little dumbfounded. He never thought that one day he would be able to take advantage of this face.

There was a squeak.

This time, the vermilion door is truly closed.

Han Yi shook his head, a little helpless. He planned to complete two things today, but unexpectedly, the first one failed.

He was ready to do the second thing.

Han Yi walked along the main road in Shanzhongfang towards the center.

As he went deeper, the number of residences on the road gradually decreased, and the pedestrians were all in a hurry, with serious expressions on their faces, and there was a solemn atmosphere in the air.

This is the core area of ​​the Red Flame Sect. In the middle there is a majestic and majestic hall with a glazed tile roof. The sunlight falls down and shines on the hall, like grains of fine gold sand, reflecting golden light.

This is the meeting hall of the Scarlet Flame Sect. No idle disciples are allowed to enter on weekdays. It is said that during the weekly morning meeting, or when there is something important, Xu Yang, the leader of the Scarlet Flame Sect, will summon all the senior officials here to discuss matters. .

Around the meeting hall, there are several smaller buildings, where core institutions such as the Foreign Affairs Hall, Internal Affairs Hall, and Law Enforcement Hall are located.

But these were not Han Yi's goals. He went straight to the back of the meeting hall.

A tall building came into view, surrounded by a thick stone wall. From time to time, several groups of elite disciples wearing leather armor would patrol in circles.

There was also a lot of white powder sprayed on the stone wall. Han Yi recognized these things. They were 'animal repellent powder', which could repel some weak insects and beasts.

There is a huge plaque hanging on the tall building. The plaque has gold characters on a red background. Under the sunlight, there are three large golden characters on it - 'Book Collection Pavilion'.

The Library Pavilion is located within the Chiyan Sect, and is considered the most important place for the entire Chiyan Sect and even Shanzhongfang.

There are not only a large number of precious martial arts techniques, but also countless essays and notes, which can be called a treasure trove accumulated by the Chiyan Sect for hundreds of years.

The place is tightly guarded and has special patrol disciples to guard against possible petty theft. There are dedicated fire prevention personnel to prevent fires in the library. There are dedicated insect cleaners to prevent the classics from being infested with insects and moisture.

There is also a tower guard who is highly skilled in cultivation.

The keeper of the library, whose surname is said to be Ding, is an old woman with chicken skin, gray hair, and an eccentric temperament. No one knows her specific name and why she came to guard the building. Everyone calls her Granny Ding.

Han Yi came to the door of the building. The door was not very spacious, but people were coming and going. It seemed that there were quite a few people coming to the library. They were all queuing up at the door to register.

"Please be quiet, come one by one, don't crowd me!"

A high-pitched sound came from the side, making people's ears hurt.

Han Yi heard the news and saw a small pavilion built beside the door. At this time, Granny Ding was sitting in the pavilion, seemingly playing chess with others.

The Tongmai martial artist with a comprehensive strength of '148~185' can be said to be the strongest person Han Yi has ever seen, much stronger than the previous Elders Li and Song.

His heart trembled. Not only that, this Granny Ding's aura was not concealed at all. Even without using the system, one could know that this was a master of meridians.

The disciples lining up immediately calmed down and became much quieter.

After about a cup of tea, it was finally Han Yi's turn.

"Bring out your badge!"

The registered disciple at the door stretched out his hand in a familiar manner.

Han Yi handed it over silently.

"Hey, 401, the new disciple is the first in line?"

The registered disciple raised his eyebrows and whistled, obviously a little surprised. New disciples are common, but the number one among new disciples is rare.

"That's right..."

Han Yi smiled lightly. People are really afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. I didn't expect that his achievements would spread so quickly.

"The library has three floors in total. The first floor contains some miscellaneous books, which you can read at will. The second and third floors contain martial arts. You need to use merit in exchange for viewing opportunities. New disciples can go to the second floor to choose a martial arts book. Fa...Of course, because you ranked first in this competition, you can choose an extra book..."

The registered disciple gave Han Yi a rough introduction to the layout of the library.

"Can I choose one more secret book?"

Han Yi was stunned. He didn't expect that after he defeated Song Qing and won the first place in the small competition, he would have such benefits.

But he was still a little confused. Although it was good to be able to choose more martial arts skills, as a member of a noble family, Song Qing probably wouldn't take such a small gain to heart...

Could it be that being the first in the sect's competition has some benefits that I don't know about?

"Is there anything else? There are many disciples lining up behind you!"

Seeing that Han Yi didn't speak for a while, the registered disciple asked.

"Well, no more..."

After listening to the introduction of the registered disciples, Han Yi already had a rough idea in his mind, and he asked again: "May I ask your senior brother your last name..."

"You don't have to have a surname of Zang, just give it a single name."

Zang Ran waved his hand casually and handed over a wooden sign, signaling Han Yi to go in quickly. There were many disciples lining up behind him.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zang, for your guidance..."

Han Yi clasped his fists with both hands, saluted, took the wooden sign with ease, and quickly crossed the threshold.

As soon as I entered the door, the environment in front of me suddenly changed, and there was a unique smell of books in my nose. It was a special smell formed by the faint smell of ink and mahogany mixed for a long time.

In the semicircular hall, large wooden bookshelves surround the walls, and the bookshelves are full of books, forming a sea of ​​books.

The pages of these books are slightly yellow, obviously, they are quite old, but the corners of the paper are flat, without a wrinkle, it should be that the disciples often organize and maintain them.

According to the instructions, Han Yi first put on special shoes, then washed his hands, wiped off the water marks with a dry towel, and then gently pressed his hands in a basin of fragrant alkali powder, and then entered the first floor hall.

According to Zang Ran, the library is divided into three floors. The first floor is for miscellaneous studies, and the second and third floors are for martial arts secrets and other things. However, only the high-level members of the sect or disciples who have made great contributions are qualified to enter the third floor.

Han Yi did not stay on the first floor for long and went straight to the second floor.

In the middle of the library, there is a circular wooden staircase. Looking up, circles of corridors circle around and circle, leading directly to the second floor.

On the second floor stairs, a disciple was sitting at the counter reading a book. Behind him was a large wooden frame with small grids one after another.

Han Yi handed the wooden sign in his hand to him.

"This sign allows you to choose two martial arts skills. After you go in and choose, come over and tell me..."