I Can Accumulate Proficiency, Starting from Alchemy

Chapter 217: Tears from longevity disaster, finally Jin Dan

Among the three disasters of the Golden Elixir, the most dangerous is the longevity disaster.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters can still be defeated by strength, but longevity disasters are invisible and have no trace. The duel is based on certain rules.

Under this rule, Han Yi trembled all over, and when he came to his senses again, he was already on the side of the road. People were coming and going in front and behind him, and it was very lively. On the road, cars were driving constantly.

"came back?"

Han Yi frowned. His memory stayed at the last step of forming the pill, and he noticed the mysterious rules coming, and then returned to the earth again.

"strangeness."

"This situation is the same as the mortal calamity faced when building the foundation."

"But the jade butterfly given by Zhuge Wuyou didn't mention this. It just said that the monks who survive the longevity disaster will be pulled into a mysterious space and pass an assessment. After passing the assessment, they come back to their senses and enter the real world. Just for a moment, if you fail the test, your body will die and your mind will disappear."

"So, the scene I'm seeing right now is the world created by Shou Calamity, that is, the assessment?"

"But what exactly is going to be tested?"

Han Yi stood on the road, his brows furrowed and his eyes changing.

There were many pedestrians on the road, so Han Yi had to retreat further inside and find a step to sit on.

Now that he has returned to his mortal body, the memories of more than forty years in Yuheng Realm in his mind began to seem unreal in just ten minutes, as if these forty years of memories belonged to someone else. The experience, I only got the 'memory', but did not experience it in general.

And the memory about the earth seems to be getting clearer and clearer.

He could remember that the company's server failed the day before yesterday, and he stayed up all night to troubleshoot the problem. He only solved it early yesterday morning. According to company regulations, overtime pay was available.

correct.

It's my daughter's fifth birthday in two days, and I need to prepare a gift for her. My son is also two years old. The weather is hot during this period, and there are always mosquitoes in the house. The air conditioner is not cold enough, so I need to contact the maintenance man to add refrigerant.

And my wife, who is writing a novel at home, seems to be stuck these days. I have to buy some of her favorite durian cakes to give her a surprise.

in addition.

My mother's knees are aching again. She is getting older, the weather is changing quickly, and she has many minor problems. I took her to see a Chinese medicine doctor half a month ago. The doctor was still too young. This time, I am going to change to a more authoritative hospital. , conduct a comprehensive inspection.

Thinking about it.

Han Yi's memory of this world became clearer and clearer.

Relatives, friends, family, work, neighbors, trivial matters, conflicts, happiness and worries are becoming more and more vivid.

And at the same time.

The memory of Yuheng Realm has not disappeared, but has become increasingly blurry.

It was as if there were some hidden rules that made him know that he was forming elixirs and overcoming life-long disasters, but he didn't seem to care that much.

Although the memory exists, it starts out as just a memory.

It's getting late.

Han Yi stood up from the steps and suddenly slapped his head.

"Oops."

"Today is my birthday and my family is still waiting for me. Why am I here in a daze?"

"You have to go back quickly."

Han Yi walked quickly towards the subway entrance. The shops on one side of the road became more real as he passed by. He glanced at them inadvertently and recalled that he had passed by this place many times.

As he walked towards the subway entrance, more and more people were coming and going, people who had just gotten off work, people who were out to play, the elderly, children, women, men, it was noisy and lively.

As usual, I punched in and squeezed into the subway. Forty minutes later, the subway arrived at the station. I exited the subway entrance and rode a small electric stove parked near the subway entrance. In another ten minutes, I arrived home.

open the door.

A very familiar face came into view, and the smile on Han Yi's face blossomed into a flower.

The daughter next to the door screamed and threw herself into her arms. The son farther away, with his short legs walking very fast, also wanted to rush over and snatch his father with his sister, but was caught by his wife.

"Daddy, daddy, give me a hug, hold me high."

The daughter was dancing with her hands and feet, and was picked up by Han Yi, spun around in a circle, and put down again.

"You're back, are you tired? Wash your hands quickly and prepare to eat."

The wife was also smiling, put her son down, packed her things, and prepared to eat.

Han Yi put his daughter down, put away her bag, pushed open a small gap in the kitchen door, looked at his mother who was busy inside and said, "Mom, I'm back."

The mother turned around and saw her son coming home from get off work. She smiled and said, "It's good to be back. Get ready for dinner."

"Okay!"

After a while.

On the small dining table, the younger son uses a children's dining chair, the daughter is older and can cook and eat, the wife is feeding her daughter, and the mother is feeding her son.

Han Yi was eating, but for some reason, he always felt a little unreal.

My mother has more wrinkles on her face and a thin layer of white hair. Some time ago, she even asked herself to buy a hair cream to dye her hair black online, but then she didn’t get used to it, so she didn’t use it.

With a beaming smile on her face, my wife fed her daughter and said that she finally had an idea and had an idea about what to think about next and how to write the next step in the plot to make it more suspenseful.

then.

Let’s talk about the recent events in the community group. Whose family quarreled with whom again? Whose child is too naughty? Be careful when you go down there...

Han Yi responded while eating, shook his head, the unreal feeling just now disappeared again, and said naturally.

"By the way, I traveled through time and came to a fairy world, and got a golden finger. Yes, it was the golden finger in your novel. He lived for more than forty years, and a lot of things happened there. At the beginning I was just an outer disciple, and later..."

"...It should be almost golden elixir now."

Han Yi talked for about ten minutes. At the end, Han Yi stopped chewing and frowned. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

"No, it's not fast, it's forming pills."

Han Yi's eyes lit up.

Beside him, his wife, whose job is to write novels, commented with a smile.

"However, your idea is not very good. You have already reached the world of cultivating immortals, so why are you still so stubborn?"

"It shouldn't be all swish, swish, swish, push all the way, build the foundation in three years, golden elixir in ten years, Nascent Soul in thirty years, transform into a god in fifty years, and then ascend to the immortal world and live a happy and immortal life."

"However, some of the plots in it can be used as a reference."

Speaking of this, she patted Han Yi on the shoulder.

"Okay, don't worry about my affairs. I'm enlightened now. I'll code 10,000 words tomorrow. It won't be a problem at all. The subsequent plot has been conceived. It won't be a problem to write an outline of three million words."

Her slap woke Han Yi out of his doubtful frown.

The thought that suddenly popped up just now disappeared without a trace.

People, sometimes like this, suddenly feel that they just thought of something very important, but then they suddenly forget it and can never think of it again.

At this time, the little son who was eating started to make a fuss again. Han Yi quickly turned on his mobile phone, jumped to the short video app, selected several short educational videos suitable for children in his collection, and showed them to him to stop his fuss. .

Next, the days went on, with warmth, sweetness, and contradictions in the ordinary, but Han Yi's character could always make this family better little by little.

One day a month later.

The dream from a month ago suddenly came to Han Yi's mind, and he decided to write it down.

It took him half a year to write 300,000 words.

After all, he is not a professional writer of novels. Although the plots he wrote are relatively ups and downs, he is not a writer. His words lack the parts that make readers shine and the rhythm that arouses emotional resonance.

He posted these more than 300,000 words on a novel website, but he couldn't even sign a contract. Several readers of Chat Chat only laughed and complained. Although Han Yi didn't care, he was sure that he was not suitable for writing novels. .

then.

He deleted the published novel and put the three hundred thousand in his private blog.

This blog is his personal blog that records his life, experiences, emotions, and various things other than work. It was built by him using a cloud server. It can be regarded as his own small world.

In addition to this blog, he also built a workbook to record the progress of the work project.

The blog and workbook are the entire record of his life.

Three years later.

Han Yi had completely forgotten this absurd dream.

On this day, he took annual leave to attend the funeral of an old leader.

This old leader was the leader of his first company when he just graduated. He was gentle and helpful to Han Yi. Although he had experienced many things in the workplace over the years, he still respected this old leader. Leaders will give some gifts during holidays and come to sit down and chat.

The old leader is not very old. He is seventy-eight years old this year. In the new era where people generally live to be over ninety years old, it is indeed sad to die at this age.

After the funeral.

Han Yi felt a little depressed. He walked across a road without knowing it, stopped, and looked at the bus stop sign on the side of the road and the steps leading inside behind the stop sign. He couldn't help but be slightly startled.

The familiar scene seemed to have some kind of forgotten memory that was suddenly brought up again.

Very important.

Very important.

Very, very important.

There is something that I have forgotten.

Han Yi turned sideways and looked at the traffic flow on the road. He took another look at the row of shops on the side of the road, which felt a little unreal.

He walked towards the side of the road, stepped onto the steps, then turned around and sat down.

this moment.

It seemed like something forgotten was starting to roll around in my mind, but it was just a little bit off.

Moreover, this thing that was passed by me also revealed a sense of urgency.

Very urgent.

very urgent.

"correct."

Han Yi's heart moved, and he immediately took out his mobile phone and opened a favorite web page.

This web page is a manual interface that records many projects, including project status, project progress, project problems, etc.

This is his workbook.

I checked it over and found nothing out of place.

He closed this web page and opened another web page, which was a blog web page.

Blogs have timelines.

He followed the timeline and began to look forward.

Three days ago, I recorded that my daughter’s second-grade parent-teacher conference will be held this Friday, and my wife is unavailable, so I have to take care of it this time.

Seven days ago, the water dispenser at home expired, and I had to buy a filter to replace it. It must be completed this month.

Thirteen days ago…

Han Yi kept pulling his fingers upward, at this moment.

A group of high school students in school uniforms walked by, laughing and pushing each other. A student who was walking on the far side and whose shoes fell on the second step was suddenly pushed in the direction of Han Yi.

The cold drink in his hand poured directly onto the screen of Han Yi's mobile phone.

Han Yi suddenly stood up.

Han Yi's height is about 1.73 meters, and his figure is not burly. His long-term night shift has made his figure a little out of shape.

But at this moment, as he stood up, his eyes were horrified and his momentum caused the faces of the high school students who were standing to change drastically. They trembled all over, as if they were being targeted by a tiger, and cold sweat started to flow down their cheeks.

"I, I, I didn't mean it."

"Don't be angry, uncle, I'll pay you."

These high school students were all the top students in the nearby high schools, and they were also afraid of encountering a murderer. In their eyes, Han Yi, who was standing up at this moment, was a peerless murderer.

but.

Han Yi just glanced at a few people and said nothing. Then, his eyes fell on the road ahead, the bus stop sign, and then back again, looking at the shops on the left and right sides.

Everything within sight is real, alive, smart, and alive.

But when the drink dropped, he had already seen what he had written three years ago a moment earlier.

About that dream.

He has already remembered everything.

Longevity disaster.

That's right.

He is surviving the longevity disaster, and the world in front of him is the world that the longevity disaster has pulled him into. Moreover, the longevity disaster can also peer into people's hearts and recreate the past.

This world is not fictional, but it once existed.

In addition, everything that happened to him in the past few years was a secret struggle between himself and Shou Ban.

Sharing things about the world of immortality with my family, keeping blogs, and funerals of old leaders, I often have a flash of unreality, reminding myself all the time that this is an unreal world, and I am surviving the disaster of my life.

But my wife interrupted her thinking, and her memory gradually blurred, thinking that it was just a dream, including the fact that these high school students accidentally poured down their drinks. It was a mysterious rule that made her gradually forget everything in the world of immortality and become a mortal.

Not thrilling, but extremely dangerous.

But when I was completely sure that this was the manifestation of the longevity disaster rule, this world was not far away from dissipating.

Thinking of this, Han Yi suddenly showed a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

He picked up his bag and ran into the subway without looking at the helpless high school students. He grabbed the last moment and rushed into the subway door that was about to close.

Everything around him began to fade slightly.

The sounds in the subway were sometimes distant and sometimes close. This unreal feeling became more and more obvious.

Han Yi was anxious.

When the subway arrived, he rushed out, rode an electric scooter, and walked along the greenway he had been passing by in the past few years. He watched the green trees on both sides of the greenway begin to flicker, constantly changing between disappearing and existing.

Finally arrived home and opened the door.

My wife was writing a novel in the bedroom. In the living room, my mother, daughter and son were playing around. Han Yi opened the door, startling them. His wife also opened the door and was about to speak, but it seemed as if the pause button was pressed. .

Han Yi's eyes were sad.

Two lines of clear tears fell silently.

before his eyes.

The all-too-familiar furniture began to flicker and disappear.

The living room where the pause button was pressed, including the people in the living room, four familiar faces began to disappear gradually.

His gaze began to rise, and then rise again.

boom!

In his mind, a roar suddenly sounded, as if it was the beginning of the world, deafening.

Han Yi came to his senses.

now.

He was sitting cross-legged in the quiet room of Qinglong Peak, Xuan Dan Sect.

Near the whole body, there is a spiritual mist that is so dense that it cannot be dissolved.

but.

When he came back to his senses, a golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes, shooting through the spirit mist, and an extremely powerful aura suddenly emitted, shaking the spirit gathering array within three meters away, and then blasting into the spirit killing mystery. On the phantom formation, this third-order mid-grade spiritual formation was shaken.

The spiritual mist dispersed.

Han Yi's figure appeared.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and the golden light in his eyes was gradually extinguishing. However, there were two lines of clear tears on his face, but he couldn't stop them no matter what.

"I, this is??"

A sad emotion surged out of Han Yi's heart uncontrollably. He could not contain this emotion, and he was instinctively unwilling to contain it.

in his memory.

One moment, the three transformations of the spiritual sea had just ended, and then, before he could do anything else, the longevity disaster among the three disasters of the golden elixir suddenly came.

He knew that the longevity disaster was coming.

but.

When he came back to his senses, he didn't know what happened.

For him, time and intuition are contradictory to each other. In terms of time, it is only a moment in reality, but his intuition tells him that he has definitely experienced a long time in the longevity disaster.

This period of time was the main reason why he cried just now.

and.

An intuition hit him hard, telling him not to forget, never to forget.

But.

Han Yi slapped his head, but couldn't remember it. He really couldn't remember it.

After a while.

He paused and wiped away his tears.

Since I can’t remember it, I won’t force it.

When he becomes stronger, becomes a Nascent Soul, transforms into a god, or even becomes an immortal, he will definitely be able to unlock the secrets about the longevity disaster.

Han Yi calmed down and fell into his own spiritual sea.

now.

The third change of the spiritual sea has made the shape of the spiritual sea completely different from that in the foundation building stage. The space here is larger and the depth is wider. The mana in the spiritual sea has become semi-fluid, and there is only a shallow layer.

In the spiritual sea, a brilliant golden elixir was suspended over the spiritual sea, and the golden light fell, making the spiritual sea shine brightly.

Han Yi's mind was pulled upwards and entered the space of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Although the third transformation of the spiritual sea only targets the spiritual sea, after the golden elixir is condensed, the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness has also been increased. The space of the sea of ​​consciousness has doubled, and the strength of the soul has also doubled. .

From a purely spiritual point of view, Han Yi has reached the standard of the middle stage of the golden elixir. Moreover, in the middle stage, it is not low. At least it is much better than Yan Bu who just entered the middle stage of the golden elixir.

Han Yi did not choose to leave the country immediately.

Instead, he sucked in suddenly, sucked the spiritual energy in the spiritual killing array into his abdomen, and pressed it into the spiritual sea.

but.

The spiritual energy that used to fill the sea of ​​mana now only increased the shallow layer of semi-fluid mana at the bottom of the sea.

After being promoted to Jindan, the amount of mana his body can hold has increased dozens of times.

To know.

He is a first-class Immortal Foundation of Divine Soul. When he was building the foundation, the spiritual sea also surged eighty-eight times. At this moment, the breakthrough golden elixir was aimed at the spiritual sea, and the natural increase was even more exaggerated.

A full three months have passed.

Han Yicai felt a feeling of fullness. This feeling of fullness was due to Linghai's ability to tolerate mana to the extreme.

He collected the remaining spirit stones in the quiet room.

Just in case, Han Yi initially took out a thousand high-grade spiritual stones. However, under normal circumstances, breaking through the golden elixir would not require so many. The most basic low-grade magic weapon, which is about a hundred high-grade spiritual stones. stone.

These thousand high-grade spiritual stones can be used to buy a very powerful low-grade magic weapon.

He has learned that more than a hundred high-grade spiritual stones can completely stabilize the cultivation of a Jindan monk who has just broken through.

It is not too much to prepare Han Yi ten times.

And this time he broke through.

It took more than 800 spirit stones, and there were still about 100 left to take back the Qiankun Ring.

then.

Put away the spiritual killing psychedelic array again.

Then he opened the door and walked out.

It has been more than nine months since he went into seclusion.

The speed of this retreat is more than twice as fast as other Jindan monks. This is the reason why Han Yi is fully prepared and has a solid foundation.

After walking out of the quiet room, his body began to rise slowly.

Golden elixir monks have been able to escape gravity and fly to the sky and escape from the earth in the true sense.

Han Yi, who was flying away, had just broken through the golden elixir, and his feelings about the world were different from before. The whole world, in front of it, was more vivid and clearer.

If you are promoted to Jindan, you can be called a real person.

In fact, the golden elixir is the dividing line between humans and immortals. Being promoted to the golden elixir is already on the path to immortality.

In some weak spirit worlds, golden elixirs that fly into the sky and escape from the earth can already be called immortals.

Monks at this level already have mysterious powers.

Sudden.

He turned and looked towards the position of Dou Fa Peak. At that position, an angry emotion was brewing.

This anger is not the anger of a single person, but the anger emanating from the collective.

He frowned and did not go directly to Dou Fa Peak. Instead, he came down and walked into Qinglong Palace.

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