Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 156 Limit

Who knew that even after reaching the mid-stage of Blood Refining, he was still far from reaching the limit of the "Yang Yuan Gong". He could even feel that even if he broke through to the Meridian Opening stage, he could still continue to cultivate with the "Yang Yuan Gong"!

In fact, Han Yi had also read a miscellaneous book in the library, which recorded the life of a martial artist who had cultivated himself.

This was a martial artist who had reached the peak of the late stage of Blood Refinement. He was very strong and stubborn. He once believed that there was a great secret hidden in the "Yang Yuan Gong" and devoted his life to cultivating the "Yang Yuan Gong". He wanted to follow the example of his predecessors and comprehend the fundamental diagram himself in order to break through the meridians.

His idea was somewhat plausible; after all, all martial arts techniques are created by humans, and if others can create them, he himself was confident he could do the same. Of course, the result was obvious: this martial artist never achieved anything significant in his entire life.

When Han Yi saw this, he sighed. He had already imagined this person's wasted life and miserable old age, ending in loneliness.

Unexpectedly, at the end of the notes, the person changed his tone, revealing a smug expression.

In the end, he had no choice but to go home, marry more than a dozen beautiful concubines, and have dozens of children. Amidst their cries, he lived a blissful retirement life.

After all, a peak late-stage Blood Refinement cultivator is a top-tier expert in Anyan City. Moreover, thanks to the fact that the "Yang Yuan Gong" does not conflict with other cultivation techniques, he has practiced countless other techniques throughout his life, making him one of the most powerful figures in the late-stage Blood Refinement realm!

Han Yi was somewhat speechless, but this person's experience gave him some inspiration.

That is, the most perfect cultivation method is one that allows one to freely combine other cultivation methods with it, like the "Yang Yuan Gong"!

Practicing the "Fire Element Technique" not only hinders one's subsequent complementary techniques but also forces one to depend on others, which is not the choice of a wise person!

It was for this reason that he changed his plans. He originally chose "Fire Element Technique" and wanted to use this technique with a fundamental visualization diagram to try to break through the Meridian Opening stage. With a high perspective, he would then cultivate Yang Element Technique to verify whether he could break the saying that "techniques cannot be practiced at the same time".

However, if you want to gain internal strength through "Fire Element Skill", the first step is to abolish "Yang Element Skill" and "Golden Muscle Jade Bone Skill"!

Therefore, Han Yi has changed his strategy. He wants to try to cultivate the "Yang Yuan Gong" as much as possible to see where the limit of this technique is. If he is really stuck at the late stage of Blood Refining and can't go any further, then it won't be too late to consider cultivating the "Huo Yuan Gong"!

Crackling!

Just then, a burst of firecrackers suddenly rang out outside the courtyard, accompanied by shouts and cheers, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Even in the depths of winter, when the wind is biting and the frost is fierce, the bleak north wind seems to be slightly dispersed by this sound, adding a touch of human warmth.

Han Yi was slightly taken aback, then came to his senses: "The end of the year is approaching, things are getting lively..."

At this moment, two more voices rang out, cheerful and cheerful, disrupting his thoughts.

"Grandpa Bai, how did you guess that riddle? I never expected it to be Yunlin Flower..."

A crisp, clear female voice, like a nightingale singing in a valley, rang out.

"Haha, what skill is that! I've traveled all over the country in my life, I've seen all sorts of strange and unusual things, it's just a small matter, a small matter! Haha!"

An aged, smug male voice spoke.

"Then, what about Brother Han... Yi? Can he guess? The stall owner said that these days are the busiest time for him, and he sets up a stall on the street every day."

"That kid is alright at practicing martial arts, but asking him to play with these things is asking too much of him!"

The old man laughed loudly, saying disdainfully, "Do you know what it means to play music to a cow? Making him do these things is worse than making him practice his kung fu in front of an old ox..."

Soon, with a crisp sound of a lock being opened, Han Yi saw Qianxue and Bai Sanren, dressed in their finest attire, carrying large and small bags, entering the courtyard with great interest.

With the year-end approaching, Qianxue, having had enough of cultivating and having nothing to do, decided to go for a stroll in the streets with Bai Sanren.

But in Han Yi's view, time is precious and can be spent playing whenever you want. Why bother with these external affairs? It's better to do less of these things.

"Brother Yi, I made you a sugar figurine!"

In the courtyard, the cold wind howled, and the stone chairs, bonsai, and black stones all changed color, tinged with a layer of empty and desolate gray-white frost. Now, the entire sky was completely obscured by large swaths of low gray clouds, making the scene resemble an old ink painting splashed with watercolors, its colors dim and somber.

Meanwhile, the wintersweet in the corner, like a bright spot on a painting scroll, was in full bloom.

As soon as you enter the courtyard, the fragrance of plum blossoms mixed with the cool north wind fills your nostrils, giving you a jolt and invigorating feeling.

Faintly...

Qianxue looked up and saw Han Yi standing in front of the black stone in the corner, his upper body bare, his muscles sculpted into a sharp triangle.

She lowered her head slightly, a blush rising on her jade-like cheeks. Then, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she waved excitedly at Han Yi: "Big dummy, come and have some sugar figurines, they're really sweet! Oh, and I also brought you some candied hawthorns, they even have fillings inside..."

Han Yi watched Qianxue's actions with a smile.

"The Bai family's daughter is so adorable! She's so well-behaved at such a young age, she's truly endearing! Unlike my family's wretched child!"

A passing woman saw this and chuckled, then, without saying a word, took a snow pear from her basket and shoved it into Qianxue's hand.

"Thank you, Auntie!" Qianxue knew that she was a neighbor from the neighborhood. After declining several times, she realized that she couldn't refuse, so she accepted the gift.

Seeing Qianxue's polite behavior, the woman was even more delighted and affectionately patted Qianxue's head.

Qianxue didn't seem to mind, still smiling broadly as she nibbled on the snow pear.

Bai Sanren stood with his hands behind his back, watching this scene with a smile.

"Good child, such a good child..." the woman said with a smile, her eyes narrowed into slits as she looked at Bai Sanren and said, "Old man Bai, is your little niece married yet? I wonder which young man will be so lucky!"

Bai Sanren's small courtyard had been uninhabited for a long time. Suddenly, Bai Sanren brought back two young people and announced to the outside world that Qianxue and Han Yi were siblings who had come to the city with their uncle to broaden their horizons.

Hearing the woman's question, Bai Sanren shook his head: "My niece's matter is not urgent, she is still young. However, if you are so eager to play matchmaker, you might as well put in some effort and find a good family for my nephew."