Chapter 103 Yellow Turban Immortal (Request for Full Order 3/5)

Chapter 103 The Yellow Turban Immortal (Please order 35)

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

When Han Yi stabilized his tumbling body, the Shadow Bearing Sword jumped up and lay horizontally in front of him. Four wind demon daggers appeared above his head, pointing to the four sides.

But the surroundings were quiet and nothing unusual, but he did not dare to take it lightly.

The black token just now sucked his own mana automatically, catching him off guard, and he was struck.

After being vigilant for three breaths, and seeing that there was no more danger, he put away the Wind Demon Dagger, but the Shadow Bearing Sword was still in his hand.

He calmed down and found that he was standing in front of a mansion at this moment.

He looked to both sides and behind him and found that he was standing in the small square in front of the mansion. After carefully exploring it, Han Yi discovered that this small square was about four to five hundred square meters.

Inside the small square, the mansion is not that big. A rough estimate is that it is about the same size as his courtyard. This small square is built on the edge of a mountain cliff. Outside the square, there is a bottomless cliff, shrouded in clouds and mist, which is bigger than Qinglong. The Qinglong Cliff at the top of the mountain looks even more steep.

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

"What exactly is the black token?"

"Why did you bring me here?"

Han Yi's face remained solemn, but at this moment even the black token was missing, and 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 before and go back again, so I can definitely do it too."

"However, it has only been a few days since he came in, but it seems like many years have passed. I must be cautious and cautious."

Han Yi was not discouraged, but figured out the key in an instant. He was stronger than Liu Heng. As long as certain factors were met, he could restart the Light Gate and return to Daofu City.

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

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

Han Yi did not go to the bronze door, but used the Shadow Bearing Sword on the walls on both sides of the mansion. He touched it lightly and found that there was nothing abnormal. He increased his strength, but there was still no change. Finally, he struck with all his strength, and there was still no change. Failed to leave a trace.

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

Han Yi had a flash of inspiration, and Lingxu's finger fell on the wall. The sound was loud, but it still didn't leave a trace.

It is no longer possible to break in through the walls on both sides of the mansion without taking the usual route.

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

He thought for a moment, stepped forward, put one hand on the bronze door, and pushed it in. Still motionless.

But the next moment, he froze.

A loud voice resounded in his mind.

"For outsiders, please pass the Immortal Mansion assessment."

"The content of the assessment is to defeat a Yellow Turban Immortal."

"Number of assessments: ten."

"Failed the assessment: longevity -40."

"The assessment is successful: inherit the Immortal Mansion No. 1009."

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

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

Han Yi retreated again and reached the edge of the square. He was extremely vigilant. He had the magical weapon in his hand and was ready to fight.

But what surprised him was that the burly monk in yellow robes, who was over two meters tall and the tallest among the monks Han Yi had seen, was as motionless as a puppet.

"The Yellow Turban Immortal?"

"Is this a creation of heaven?"

Han Yi slowly stepped forward, warily circling the Yellow Turban Immortal. When he approached within ten meters, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the motionless Yellow Turban Immortal's dull eyes.

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

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

Peng!

The fire shield dissipated, and the speed of the flames was reduced by half, but it was not extinguished, and it was already rushing towards Han Yi.

Han Yi Chengying sword swept out and killed him on the spot.

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

"So strong?"

While solemn, he stepped back and stepped ten meters away. The yellow scarf immortal who instantly cast a fire attribute spell returned to his motionless posture.

"Sure enough, this is definitely a creation made by heaven."

The so-called creation by heaven is also one of the hundreds of arts of cultivating immortals. It uses the power of heaven to create things that create the world.

It's just that this skill is too difficult, too difficult, and it competes with the way of heaven and is prone to divine punishment, so there are too few practitioners. In today's world of immortality, there is no sect that specializes in this. Some sects specialize in this skill. There are only sporadic spreads of the techniques.

Han Yi didn't expect that he could see such a heavenly creation.

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

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

Han Yi was shocked.

"Ten opportunities, but one was wasted."

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

"I just stepped within about ten meters, which means that as long as I cross that distance, it is equivalent to me 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 also be counted. This loophole is something that people who take the test will definitely not miss. Don't waste another chance by luck."

"And after ten times, if I haven't defeated the Yellow Turban Immortal, I will be considered to have failed the test. The penalty for failure is -40 lifespan, which means deducting 40 years of lifespan."

Thinking of this, Han Yi was shocked. He suddenly recalled the situation of killing Liu Heng in the Luo family's spiritual field.

At that time, Liu Heng's weird face was so old that it didn't look like a human face. It was completely different from the Liu Heng I saw a few days ago.

Thinking back now, Liu Heng should have also gone through such a test, but he failed and used up all ten test times. After failing, he was deprived of lifespan, which led to his madness after he went out and was easily killed by Han Yi with a sword.

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

Don't challenge easily. Every test opportunity is extremely precious and can't be wasted anymore.

Han Yi sat cross-legged, with his back to the cliff, facing the bronze door and the motionless yellow-turbaned immortal at the door. He simply closed his eyes and stood up again after three days.

Feeling the mana filling up in his body, Han Yi's eyes sparkled, but he was calculating in his heart.

"Winning is a must, and I have to fight hard. If I lose, my life span will be reduced by forty years, and my immortal journey will definitely be interrupted directly."

The shorter life span is not only about life span.

Han Yi is thirty-four years old at this moment. If he fails, he will be seventy-four years old. The vitality of a seventy-four-year-old body is completely different from that of a thirty-four-year-old body. If a thirty-four-year-old body cultivates to the ninth level of Qi training, it will take nine years. Then a seventy-four-year-old body may take twenty-nine years, thirty-nine years, or even longer.

On this point, he would not give up even if he risked his life.

"There are only nine chances. Every chance is extremely precious. You must seize it and go all out every time."

"Only in this way can we reach our limit."

"Okay, this time, go all out."

Having made up his mind, Han Yi took a deep breath and walked forward. Before he reached the ten-meter range, he put his two fingers together and the Chengying Sword swung out. With a slight tremor, a light red light appeared on the sword body and it went straight to the Yellow Turban Immortal.