Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 217 Shou disaster shed tears, finally Jindan

Of the three golden elixir calamities, the most dangerous is the longevity calamity.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters are still reliable and powerful, but longevity disasters are invisible, and the confrontation is based on certain rules.

Under these rules, Han Yi shuddered and came back to his senses. He was already on the side of a road. There were people coming and going in front of and behind him.

"came back?"

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

"strangeness."

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

"But Zhuge Wuyou didn't mention this in the jade butterfly. It just said that monks who survived the life disaster will be pulled into a mysterious space, go through a test, pass the test, and come back to their senses. The real world Just for a moment, if you fail the assessment, you will die."

"So, the scene I'm seeing right now is the world transformed by Shou Calamity, which is also the assessment?"

"But what exactly is the test?"

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

There were a lot of pedestrians on the road, so Han Yi had no choice but to retreat to a more inward position and find a step to sit down.

Today, he has returned to the body of a mortal, and the memory of the Yuheng world for more than 40 years in his mind began to look a little unreal in just a few minutes, as if the memory of these 40 years was the experience of others, and his own Only got the 'memory', but did not experience the general.

As for the memory on Earth, it is becoming clearer and clearer.

He could recall that the company's server broke down the day before yesterday, and he stayed up all night to troubleshoot it. It was only resolved yesterday morning. According to the company's regulations, there is overtime pay.

correct.

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

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

Also.

My mother's knees are aching again. She is getting older and the weather is changing rapidly. There are many small problems. I took her to see a Chinese medicine doctor half a month ago. The doctor was still too young. This time, I plan to change to a more authoritative hospital. , under full inspection.

Think about it.

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

Relatives, friends, family, work, neighbors, trivial matters, conflicts, happy, worried, more and more vivid.

And at the same time.

The memory of Yuheng Realm did not disappear, but became more and more blurred.

It was as if there was a hidden rule that made him know that he was forming an alchemy before and was going through a disaster, but he didn't seem to care that much.

Memories exist, but at first they are just memories.

It's getting late.

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

"Oops."

"Today is my birthday, my family is still waiting for me, why am I in a daze here."

"Go back quickly."

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

As he walked towards the subway entrance, there were more and more people coming and going, those who just got off work, those who came out to play, the elderly, children, women, men, all noisy and lively.

As usual, clock in and get on the subway. After four or 10 minutes, the subway arrives at the station, exit the subway exit, ride the small electric stove near the subway entrance, and arrive home in another 10 minutes.

open the door.

The 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 who was further away, with short legs, walked quickly and wanted to rush over to grab his father with his sister, but his wife caught him.

"Daddy, daddy, hug me and hold me high."

The daughter danced with her hands and feet, and was picked up by Han Yi, turned around, and put down again.

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

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

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

My mother turned her head and saw her son coming home from get off work, she also smiled and said, 'It's good to be back, ready to eat'.

"Okay!"

After a while.

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

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

There are more wrinkles on my mother's face, and there is a thin layer of white hair. Some time ago, I asked myself to buy hair cream for dyeing black hair online, but I didn't get used to it later, so it was useless.

The wife smiled, and while feeding her daughter, she said that she finally had an idea and had an idea, how to conceive the next step, how to write the next step of the plot, so as to have more suspense.

then.

Talking about the recent incidents in the community group, who's quarreled with someone again, whose child is too skinny, so be careful when you go down to play...

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

"By the way, I traveled back and forth to a world of immortals, and got a golden finger, yes, the golden finger in your novel, who lived for more than 40 years, and many things happened in it. At first I just He was an outer disciple, and later..."

"...It should be almost golden core 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 say it.

"No, it's not coming soon, but it's forming a pill."

Han Yi's eyes lit up.

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

"However, your way of thinking is not very good. You have already reached the realm of cultivating immortals, so why are you so stubborn?"

"Shouldn't it all be swish, swish, push all the way, three years of foundation building, ten years of golden elixir, 30 years of nascent soul, 50 years of transformation into a god, and then, they ascended to the fairy world and lived happily ever after."

"However, some of the plots in it can be referred to."

Having said that, she patted Han Yi on the shoulder.

"Okay, don't worry about my business. I'm enlightened now. Tomorrow's code is 300. It's not a problem at all. The follow-up plot is also conceived. It's not a problem to write an outline of [-] million words."

Her slap woke up Han Yi from frowning in doubt.

The thought that popped up just now, at this moment, disappeared without a trace.

Occasionally, people will suddenly feel that they thought of something very important just now, but when they think about it, they suddenly forget it and never remember it again.

Just at this time, the youngest son who was eating started making trouble again. Han Yi hurriedly turned on his phone, jumped to the short video app, and selected a few educational short videos suitable for children to watch in his collection, and showed him, only then stopped his noise .

……

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

Someday in a month.

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

After spending half a year, he wrote 30 words.

After all, he is not a professional writer of novels. Although the plots of the content he wrote are more ups and downs, he is not a writer. In his writing, there are missing parts that make readers' eyes shine, and the rhythm that arouses emotional resonance.

He posted the more than 30 words on the novel website, but he couldn't even sign a contract. The few readers he chatted with just mocked and complained. Although Han Yi didn't care, he was sure that he was really not suitable for writing novels.

then.

He deleted the published novel and put the 30 in his private blog.

This blog is a private blog where he records his life, experiences, emotions, and various things other than work. It is built by himself with a server on the cloud, and it is his own small world.

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

Blogs and workbooks are all records of his life.

Three years later.

Han Yi had completely forgotten about 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 the first company he joined when he just graduated. He was gentle and helped Han Yi a lot. Although he has experienced many things in the workplace over the years, he still respects this old man. The leader, every year and festival, will give some gifts, come to sit and chat.

The old leader is not very old. He is 78 years old this year. In the new era where people can generally live to be more than 90 years old, it is really sad that this age is coming to an end.

After the funeral.

Han Yi was in a low mood. He walked across a road unknowingly, stopped, looked at the bus stop sign by the side of the road, and the steps leading inside behind the stop sign, and couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

The familiar scene, as if there was some kind of forgotten memory, was suddenly revealed again.

Very important.

Very important.

Very, very important.

There is something, I forgot.

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

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

this moment.

It seems that there is something forgotten, and it starts to roll in my mind, but it is just a little bit short.

What's more, this thing that I have been in the past also reveals a sense of urgency.

in a hurry.

very urgent.

"correct."

With a thought in his heart, Han Yi immediately took out his phone and opened a favorite web page.

This webpage is an interface of a manual, which records many projects, including project status, project progress, project existing problems and so on.

This is his workbook.

Checked it out, and there's nothing wrong with it.

He closed this webpage and opened another webpage, which is a blog webpage.

Blogs have timelines.

He followed the time axis and began to look forward.

Three days ago, I recorded that my daughter's second-grade parents' meeting will be held this Friday, and my wife is not free, so I have to do it myself this time.

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

thirteen days ago...

……

At this moment, Han Yi kept pulling his fingers upwards.

A group of high school students in school uniforms walked by, laughing, pushing and shoving, walking on the farthest side, a student whose shoe fell on the second step was suddenly pushed towards Han Yi's direction.

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

Han Yi suddenly stood up.

Han Yi's height is about 1.7 meters three, and his figure is not considered burly. The night shift all year round made his figure a little out of shape.

But at this moment, when he stood up, his eyes were horrified, and his aura made the faces of the few high school students who stood still change drastically, and they trembled all over, as if they were being watched by a tiger, and cold sweat dripped down their cheeks.

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

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

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

but.

Han Yi just glanced at the few people lightly and didn't say a word. Then, his eyes fell on the road ahead, on the bus stop sign, and then turned back to look at the shops on the left and right sides.

Everything in sight is real, alive, agile, and alive.

But when the drink was dropped just now, he had already seen what he wrote three years ago in advance.

About that dream.

He already remembered everything.

Life disaster.

That's right.

He is passing through his life disaster, and the world in front of him is the world that life disaster has pulled him into. Moreover, life disaster can spy on people's hearts and reproduce the past.

This world is not fictional, but has existed in the past.

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

Sharing things about the world of cultivating immortals with family members, keeping blogs, and funerals of old leaders, the sense of unreality often flickers past, reminding myself all the time that this is an unreal world, and I am going through a life disaster.

But my wife interrupted my thinking, my memory gradually blurred, I thought it was just a dream, including these high school students who accidentally poured down their drinks, it was all a mysterious rule, which made me gradually forget everything in the world of cultivating immortals, and became a mortal.

Not thrilling, but extremely dangerous.

But when he is completely sure that this is where the rules of longevity disaster manifest, this world is 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 bewildered high school students. At the last moment, he rushed into the subway door that was about to close.

Everything around began to slack slightly.

The sounds in the subway are sometimes distant and sometimes approaching, and this unreal feeling becomes more and more obvious.

Han Yi was anxious.

When the subway arrived at the station, he rushed out, rode on the electric car, and walked beside the greenway that he had been passing by for several years. Looking at the green trees on both sides of the greenway, they began to flicker, changing between disappearing and existing.

Finally got home and opened the door.

The wife was writing a novel in the bedroom, and in the living room, the mother and daughter and son were having fun. Han Yi pushed the door open, startling them, and the wife also pushed the door out, and was about to speak, but it seemed as if the pause button had been pressed .

Han Yi's eyes were sad.

Two lines of tears fell silently.

in front of his eyes.

The familiar furniture began to flicker and disappear.

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

His line of sight began to rise, and then raised again.

boom!
In my mind, a roar suddenly sounded, as if the world was opened up, and it was deafening.

Han Yi came back to his senses.

now.

I was sitting cross-legged in Xuan Danzong, in the quiet room of Qinglong Peak.

Around the body, there is a spiritual mist that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved.

but.

When he came back to his senses, a golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes, piercing through the spiritual mist, and an extremely strong aura burst out, dispersing the spirit-gathering array within three meters, and blasting at the spirit-killing fan On the phantom formation, this third-order middle-grade spirit formation was shaken.

The spirit mist dissipated.

Han Yi's figure appeared.

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

"I, this is??"

In Han Yi's heart, a feeling of sadness surged out uncontrollably. He couldn't restrain this emotion, and he was instinctively unwilling to restrain it.

in his memory.

In the last moment, the three transformations of Linghai had just ended, and then, before I could do anything else, the life disaster among the three disasters of Jindan came crashing down.

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 contradict each other. In reality, time is just a moment, but intuition tells him that he definitely experienced a long period of time during the life disaster.

This period of time was the main reason for his tears just now.

and.

Intuition slammed into his heart, so that he could not forget, never forget.

but.

Han Yi patted his head, but still couldn't remember, he really couldn't remember.

After a while.

He paused, wiping away tears.

Since you can't remember it, then don't force it.

When I become stronger, Nascent Soul, Transformation God, or even become Immortal, I will definitely be able to unlock the secret about Shou Calamity.

Han Yi sank his mind and fell into his own spiritual sea.

now.

The three changes of the Linghai made the shape of the Linghai completely different from that in the foundation-building period. The space here is larger and the depth is wider. The mana in the Linghai has become semi-fluid, and there is only a shallow layer.

In the spiritual sea, a golden elixir floated above the spiritual sea, and the golden light shone down, shining brightly in the spiritual sea.

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

Although the three transformations of the spiritual sea are only aimed at the spiritual sea, but after the golden core 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 .

Purely from the perspective of soul, Han Yi has reached the standard of the middle stage of Golden Core, and in the middle stage, it is not low, at least it is much better than Yan Bu who just stepped into the middle stage of Golden Core.

Han Yi did not choose to leave the customs immediately.

Instead, with a sudden inhalation, the spirit energy in the spirit killing formation was sucked into the abdomen frantically, and pressed into the spirit sea.

but.

The aura that used to fill the sea of ​​mana, but at this moment, only increased the shallow semi-fluid mana at the bottom of the sea of ​​mana.

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

To know.

He is a first-class Immortal Foundation, and when the foundation was established, the spiritual sea also experienced a skyrocketing 88 times. At this moment, the breakthrough of the golden core happened to be aimed at the spiritual sea, and the natural increase was even more exaggerated.

Three months have passed.

Han Yi felt a sense of fullness. This feeling of fullness was due to Linghai's tolerance of mana to the extreme.

He put away the remaining spirit stones in the quiet room.

In order to be in case, Han Yi first took out 1000 yuan of high-grade spirit stones. However, under normal circumstances, how can so much be needed to break through the golden core? The most basic low-grade magic weapon is about [-] pieces of high-grade spirit stones. .

With these thousand high-grade spirit stones, you can buy a very powerful low-grade magic weapon.

He has learned that more than 100 high-grade spirit stones can completely stabilize the cultivation base of a golden core monk who has just broken through.

It's not too much for Han Yi to prepare ten times.

And he made a breakthrough this time.

After spending more than 800 spirit stones, there are still about a hundred pieces left, which are taken back into the Qiankun Ring.

then.

Put away the spirit killing psychedelic array again.

He opened the door and walked out.

It has been more than nine months since he retreated.

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

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

Golden core monks can already escape gravity, and can fly into the sky and escape from the earth in the true sense.

Han Yi, who flew away, had just broken through the golden core, and his perception of the world was different from before. The whole world, in front of it, was more vivid and clearer.

Promoted to Jindan, you can be called a real person.

In fact, golden elixir is the dividing line between human and immortal. To be promoted to golden elixir is to walk on the road of immortality.

In some weak spirit worlds, the golden core that flies into the sky and escapes from the ground can already be called a fairy.

Cultivators at this level already have mysterious and unpredictable powers.

Sudden.

He turned around and looked towards the position of Dou Fa Peak. At that position, a wave of anger was brewing.

This anger is not a single person, but a collective anger.

He frowned, and instead of going directly to Dou Fa Peak, he fell down and walked into Qinglong Palace.

(End of this chapter)