At 12:00 p.m. on September 16, 2016, in the west wing of a dilapidated old house in the western suburbs of ancient Huizhou.
Yang Qi sits on the bed with his knees crossed in a gray cross knit training suit. There is no light in the room, but the window is open. The old carved wooden window is his ancestral house of the Yang family. It has a history of more than 100 years since the Qing Dynasty.
Other members of the Yang family are now scattered in several cities across the country, and one of them has stayed in the ancient Huizhou, but no one comes to the ancestral house on weekdays except for the New Year celebration.
The Mid Autumn Festival just passed yesterday. The moon outside the window tonight is more round than last night. The bright moonlight shines into the house through the windows that are slightly swayed by the wind, spreading on the green bricks on the ground like water.
Yang Qi's figure sitting on the bed handed down by his ancestors seemed a bit lonely in such a room without lights on at night.
Water like moonlight spread to the bed, but did not fall on him.
His eyes slowly scanned the scenes and objects in the wing room. Yang Qi was as calm as water. Unlike other people in the Yang family, he had been living in the ancestral house since he graduated from high school, which can be regarded as guarding the ancestral house for the Yang family.
His parents had passed away long ago, and no one had cared about him for many years. After graduating from high school, he and his grandfather lived together in this ancestral house, and his grandfather passed away the year before last.
Yang has a deep family background, so although Yang Qi has not worked for so many years, he never lacks food and clothing.
He has lived here for more than ten years, and has long had feelings for it.
He specially spent this year's Mid Autumn Festival here, the Mid Autumn Festival for himself. This festival has already passed. Tonight is the day he chose to go through the customs.
The others of the Yang family have never looked up to him. They think that Yang Qi is a disgrace to the Yang family. After years of doing nothing and learning nothing, they just follow their grandfather to eat in the ancestral house and die. But Yang Qi has always been unconcerned because those people don't understand his world!
Since he was 5 years old, he has followed his grandfather to cultivate the Bronze Rune and Iron Roll handed down by his ancestors. Now it has been 27 years.
32 years old!
He finally cultivated to the level that his grandfather expected him to achieve in his dreams - great perfection in Qi training.
As long as he goes further, he will be able to condense the golden pill and break away from the mortal. At that time, according to the records in the Bronze Rune and Iron Volume, he will have all kinds of magical powers.
Comparable to the legendary immortal.
Tonight is the day he chooses to make a breakthrough. Cheng becomes angry and loses
If you lose, all your previous achievements will be lost.
Will it succeed?
Yang Qi doesn't know, nor does he want to think much about it. The Qi in his body is already complete. If he delays, he will gradually miss the peak year. When the peak is no longer there, the Qi in his body will gradually dissipate. At that time, his hope for success will be even more bleak.
Cultivating is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat! This has been true since ancient times.
The Bronze Rune of Iron Volume clearly records that "when the moon is full, the qi will be lost", which means that once the qi in the body is complete, if the golden pill is not condensed, the complete qi will gradually dissipate as the moon is full, and then gradually dissipate, until the birthday comes, the whole qi will completely dissipate between heaven and earth.
Looking steadily at the full moon on the night outside the window for a long time, Yang Qicai withdrew his eyes, calmly closed his eyes, turned his palms silently, palms facing up, and naturally placed them on his knees.
The real qi in the elixir field is slowly rotating, like smoke clouds. The thick real qi like smoke clouds fills his elixir field. As the real qi in Yang Qi's elixir field turns faster and faster, the gray training clothes on his body are windless and automatic, and the bed gradually flies to a point of floating dust. Then the whole room is filled with tiny whirlwinds swirling around.
Gradually, the whirlwind that filled every corner of the wing room became bigger and bigger. The two windows that used to shake slightly and make a soft squeaking sound also shook more and more severely with the whirlwind in the wing room. Gradually, the windows, like encountering a storm, swung wildly back and forth on the windowsill. The two windows kept hitting the wall beside the window while swinging. Not long after, The tissue paper pasted on the two windows broke.
At this time, the wind gradually blew outside the house. The wind grew from small to large, and became stronger and more urgent. In the late night of September, a howling wind blew out of the window. The big trees and small trees along the road were blowing noisily, and the leaves were flying everywhere. The leaves on the ground were swirling around.
The cats and dogs of the nearby people were vigilantly blowing out the hair on their necks and shrinking their tails. The barking of dogs kept rising and soon became loud. These dogs, despite their owners' barking, kept shrinking abnormally into corners. As for the domestic cats and wild cats, they had already jumped off the wall and ran around, Then he jumped up to a corner where he was close to meowing, and the spooky cat's eyes looked around alertly, and his hair exploded all over.
Some sleepless neighborhoods looked up at the wild wind outside and the increasingly thick dark clouds on the night, and they were also surprised.
"Is it going to rain?"
"What a bad weather! It can change if you say so!"
"You'd better hurry home! I'm afraid it's going to rain soon!"
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Yang Qi didn't realize the vision outside. His training clothes had already been rustled by the inexplicable wind, and his hair was also flying wildly. His hands spread on his knees were constantly changing mysterious tricks.
With the change of his formula, as time goes by, a little brilliant golden light comes out from his belly, as if there is a shining treasure hidden in his belly.
The dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker. If someone pays attention at this time, they will find that the place where these clouds gather the thickest is the sky above the ancestral house of the Yang family.
Suddenly, a bright silver light in the dark clouds drifted away like a snake, followed by the thunder. A few seconds later, another electric snake tore through the thick clouds on the night. The more frightening thunder sounded like a piece of bamboo suddenly snapped off. Then, the electric snakes in the thick clouds became crazy, more and more, more and more urgent, The thunder rumbled one after another.
The pouring rain fell wantonly outside the window, and soon formed a thick rain curtain that people could not open their eyes. The rain curtain blocked the ancient city. The citizens who were still wandering outside had long hidden inside, and the cats and dogs who were barking constantly nearby also gave up their voices and hid tightly in various corners, trembling.
In the Yang Family Ancestor's room, Yang Qi's belly became more and more golden, and at the same time, a peculiar fragrance gradually permeated the room. In the golden light, Yang Qi looked golden, and the skin color on his face and hands slowly changed to luster at the speed visible to the naked eye, gradually becoming as white as jade, and the hair, eyebrows, and stubble also gradually became extremely dark and shiny.
In his own conscious imagination, a round golden pill in the elixir field gradually formed, and as this golden pill gradually solidified, an unprecedented feeling of levity spread from the elixir field to his whole body.
Yes!
Yang Qi closed his eyes with a heartfelt smile. After years of practice and understanding, he finally succeeded. In this era known as the end of the law, he became a golden elixir and entered the legendary fairyland.
However, at that moment, a huge lightning bolt as thick as a python suddenly galloped down from the thick clouds on the night. In the ancestral room, Yang Qi's heart suddenly thumped, and an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly hit his heart. After a long time of closing, his eyes opened quickly, and his two sharp eyes suddenly appeared. His body was about to burst out, and his legs just started to work, As soon as his buttocks left the bed, there was a sound of beams and tiles cracking on the roof. The huge lightning was hitting his head, and the extremely strong current instantly penetrated his body. From top to bottom, the tiles on his head crashed down, some fell on Yang Qi's head and body, Yang Qi didn't seem to have any feeling. All his feelings were gathered in his elixir field at the moment. At the moment when the big lightning struck his head, he seemed to clearly hear the sound of the golden pill cracking in his elixir field.
The brilliance that had just appeared in his eyes quickly disappeared, and a gray color appeared in his eyes, and then the gray color quickly spread to his face, hair, body, and hands on his knees
The skin has lost its white luster, and has become gray; The hair that had just become dark as ink quickly became withered.
A hint of bitterness appeared in the corner of his mouth, and his buttocks fell on the bed less than an inch after he left the bed. Yang Qi could clearly feel that the original exuberant vitality quickly left him like the ebbing tide from his body.
The lightning in the sky disappeared, the thunder stopped, and the pouring rain also stopped. The dark clouds over the ancestral house of the Yang family quickly dispersed mysteriously.
The color of desolation appeared in Yang Qi's eyes. He knew that he was finished, and that the golden pill was about to be completely coagulated, but the disaster destroyed him, and heaven and earth would not allow him to achieve the golden pill.
"Ha... ha..."
He gave out two bitter laughter, and finally the last trace of expression disappeared from his eyes. His hands fell from his knees feebly, and his head dropped feebly.
Heaven and earth forbid him to achieve the golden pill, what can he do?
The golden light in the wing room disappeared, and the wind also disappeared. Only the big hole on the roof above Yang Qi's head proved that everything just happened was not an illusion. The bright moonlight fell again, and this time, the bright moonlight finally fell from the hole on the roof and fell on Yang Qi.
With deep loneliness and heart ashes, Yang Qi finished his life. On the night just after the Mid Autumn Festival, in the wing room of the ancestral house of the Yang family, he reached the peak of his life when no one knew about it, but was deprived of all life by heaven and earth at his peak.
If you take another half step, he will be an immortal! But he could not get over it.
No one will care about his death, no one will be sad, and even no one will remember him soon. He is still a disgrace to the Yang family. Maybe many people in the Yang family will be happy after his death, because his disgrace to the Yang family has finally died, and will not continue to make the Yang family feel humiliated.
Cheng Xian?
This is an age without immortals. Nobody can become an immortal!
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