Wonderful Rebirth

Chapter 1 No one can become a fairy
At 2016 o'clock on the night of September 9, 16, in the west wing of a dilapidated old house in the western suburbs of ancient Huizhou.

Yang Qi sat cross-legged on the bed in a gray double-breasted exercise suit. The lights in the house were not turned on, but the windows were open. The old carved wooden windows were the ancestral house of his Yang family. history.

The other members of the Yang family are now scattered in several cities across the country, and there is still one in this ancient Huizhou, but except for the Chinese New Year to worship the ancestors, no one has come to this ancestral house on weekdays.

The Mid-Autumn Festival just passed yesterday, the moon outside the window tonight is rounder than last night, and the bright moonlight shines into the house through the creaking windows that are slightly shaken by the wind, spreading like water on the blue bricks on the ground.

The figure of Yang Qi sitting cross-legged on the bed passed down from his ancestors, in such a night, in such a room with no lights turned on, seemed a bit lonely.

The watery moonlight spread across the bed, but did not fall on him.

His eyes slowly scanned the scene and everything in this wing room. Yang Qi was as calm as water. Unlike the rest of the Yang family, he has been living in this ancestral house since graduating from high school, and he can be regarded as guarding the house for the Yang family. ancestral home.

His parents had passed away a long time ago, and no one cared about him for many years. After graduating from high school, he lived with his grandfather in this ancestral house, and his grandfather also passed away the year before last.

The Yang family has a profound heritage, so although Yang Qi has not worked for so many years, he has never been short of food and clothing.

He has lived here for more than ten years, and he has long had feelings for this place.

He deliberately spent this year's Mid-Autumn Festival here, a Mid-Autumn Festival alone, this festival has passed, and tonight is the day he chose to break through.

The rest of the Yang family have always looked down upon him, thinking that Yang Qi is a disgrace to the Yang family. He has not done any work or learned any crafts for so many years, and just followed his grandfather to eat and wait to die in this ancestral house. Qi has never taken it seriously, because those people don't understand his world at all!

Since he was 5 years old, he followed his grandfather to practice the "Bronze Talisman and Iron Scroll" handed down by his ancestors, and it has been 27 years now.

32 years old!

He finally cultivated to the level that his grandfather dreamed he could achieve—the Great Perfection of Qi training.

As long as he goes one step further, he will be able to condense the golden core and break away from the mortal body. At that time, according to the records in the "Bronze Talisman and Iron Scroll", he will possess all kinds of incredible supernatural powers.

Comparable to the legendary fairy.

And tonight is the day he chose to break through. If he succeeds, he will be angry with the golden core, and if he loses...

If you fail, all previous efforts will be wasted, and all achievements will be lost.

Will it succeed?

Yang Qi doesn't know, and he doesn't want to think too much, the true energy in his body has already been perfected, if he continues to delay, he will gradually miss the peak year, when the peak is no longer, the perfect true energy in his body will gradually dissipate, by then , his hope of successfully breaking through the level will be even slimmer.

Practice is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!This has been true since ancient times.

"Bronze Talisman and Iron Scroll" clearly states that "when the moon is full, it loses", which means that once the true energy in the body is full, if you don't condense the golden core, the perfect true energy will gradually fade like the moon after the full moon. Gradually dissipate, until the time of longevity, the whole body's true energy completely dissipates between heaven and earth.

Staring fixedly at the full moon on the night outside the window for a long while, Yang Qicai withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes calmly, turned his palms over silently, with the palms facing up, and rested his palms on the knees of his legs naturally. above.

The zhenqi in the dantian was slowly rotating, like a cloud of smoke, the thick zhenqi filled his dantian, and as the zhenqi in Yang Qi's dantian turned faster and faster, on the bed in the wing room, the gray exercise clothes on his body There was no wind, and a little bit of dust gradually flew up on the bed, and then the entire wing room was filled with tiny whirlwinds swirling around.

Gradually, the whirlwind filling every corner of the wing room became bigger and bigger, and the two windows, which were only slightly shaking and creaking, shook more and more violently as the whirlwind in the wing room became bigger and bigger. Gradually, the windows swung wildly back and forth on the window sill as if in a storm, and the two windows kept hitting the wall beside the windows during the swing. After a while, the thin paper pasted on the two windows was completely broken.

At this time, the wind was gradually blowing outside the house. The wind became stronger and stronger, and it became more and more urgent. In the middle of the night in September, there was a howling wind outside the window, and the big and small trees on the roadside were blown away. The blowing was loud, the fallen leaves were flying, and the fallen leaves on the ground were whirling and flying around.

The dogs and cats in the neighborhood vigilantly blew the hair off their necks and drew back their tails. The dogs barked one after another, and soon became a crowd. These dogs barked louder and louder despite their master's scolding, while they kept barking abnormally. Shrink into the corner, as for those domestic cats and wild cats, they have already jumped off the wall, scurrying around, and then rushed to a corner and clinging there, meowing in a low voice. exploded.

Some neighbors who have not yet fallen asleep looked up at the strong wind outside and the dark clouds that were getting thicker and thicker in the night, and they were also surprised.

"Is it going to rain?"

"This damn weather! It can change if it changes!"

"Let's go home quickly! I'm afraid it will rain soon!"

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Yang Qi seemed unaware of the vision outside. The practice clothes on his body had already been rattled by the inexplicable wind, and his hair was flying wildly. His hands, which were spread flat on his knees, were constantly changing one by one. Mysterious tricks.

And with the change of his hand formula, time passed little by little, and a little bit of brilliant golden light came out from his lower abdomen through his clothes, as if there was some shining peerless treasure hidden in his lower abdomen.

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 dark clouds gather the thickest is the sky above the Yang family's ancestral house.

Suddenly, a bright silver light in the dark clouds moved like a snake, followed by rumbling thunder. A few seconds later, another electric snake tore through the thick clouds on the night, and the even more frightening thunder sounded like A piece of moso bamboo suddenly snapped, making crackling noises. Afterwards, the electric snakes in the thick clouds seemed to go crazy. There were more and more of them, and they became more and more urgent. The rumbling thunders continued to sound one after another.

The pouring rain fell wantonly outside the window, and soon formed a thick rain curtain that blinded people. The rain curtain blocked the ancient city, and the citizens who were still wandering outside had already hid in their houses, and the nearby barking continued The cats and dogs also stopped their voices, and hid tightly in every corner, shivering.

In the Yang family's ancestral house, the golden light on Yang Qi's abdomen became more and more intense, and gradually filled the room with a dazzling golden light. At the same time, a strange fragrance gradually permeated the room. In the golden light, Yang Qi looked golden, and the skin color on his face and hands The luster was slowly changing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually became as white as jade, and the hair, eyebrows, and stubble gradually became extremely black and bright.

In his own consciousness visualization, a round golden elixir in the dantian gradually took shape, and as this golden elixir gradually condensed and formed, an unprecedented feeling of ecstasy spread from the dantian to his whole body.

Become!

With his eyes closed, a sincere smile emerged from the corner of Yang Qi's mouth. After many years of cultivation and comprehension, he finally succeeded. In this era that countless people call the age of doomsday, he condensed a golden pill and entered the legendary realm of immortals. .

However, at this moment, suddenly a giant lightning bolt as thick as a python galloped down from the thick clouds on the night. In the wing of the ancestral house, Yang Qi's heart suddenly throbbed, and an unprecedented strong sense of crisis suddenly Hitting my heart, my eyes, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly opened, and two bright lights appeared in my eyes. Just as my figure was about to burst out of the way, as soon as my legs exerted strength, and as soon as my buttocks left the bed, there was a crash of beams and tiles on the roof. There was a crackling sound, and a thick giant lightning hit the top of his head. The extremely strong electric current penetrated his body in an instant. On Yang Qi's head and body, Yang Qi didn't seem to have any feeling for the broken wood and tiles that fell on his head and body. All his feelings were gathered in his dantian at this moment, and the thick lightning struck his head. At that moment, he seemed to clearly hear the crackling sound of the golden core in his dantian.

The brilliance that had just appeared in his eyes quickly disappeared, and a gray color appeared in his eyes, and then this gray color quickly spread to his face, hair, whole body, and rested on his knees hands...

The skin lost its white luster and turned gray; the hair and beard that had just turned black as ink quickly became haggard.

A hint of bitterness appeared in the corner of his mouth, and his buttocks that had just left the bed less than an inch fell on the bed. Yang Qi could clearly feel the exuberant vitality from his body quickly leaving him like the ebbing tide.

The lightning in the sky disappeared, the thunder stopped, and the heavy rain that was pouring just now also stopped, and the dark clouds over the Yang family's ancestral house quickly dispersed strangely.

A look of desolation appeared in Yang Qi's eyes. He knew that he was doomed, that he had fallen short for the mountain, and that the Golden Core was about to be completely condensed, but the Heavenly Tribulation destroyed him, and the heaven and the earth forbade him to achieve the Golden Core.

"Hahaha……"

He let out two bleak laughs bitterly, the last trace of expression finally disappeared from his eyes, his hands slipped from his knees feebly, and his head drooped down feebly.

The heaven and the earth do not allow him to achieve the golden elixir, what can he do?

The golden light in the wing room disappeared, and the wind also disappeared, leaving only the big hole in the roof above Yang Qi’s head to prove that everything just now was not an illusion, and the bright moonlight fell down again, and this time, the bright moonlight finally came from It fell from the hole in the roof and landed on Yang Qi.

With deep loneliness and disappointment, Yang Qi walked through his life. On this night just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, in this wing of the Yang family's ancestral house, without anyone knowing, he reached the pinnacle of his life , but at his peak moment, all vitality was taken away by heaven and earth.

As long as he takes half a step further, he will be a fairy!But at this half step, he couldn't cross it.

No one will care about his death, no one will be sad, even, soon no one will remember him, he is still a disgrace to the Yang family, maybe after his death, many people in the Yang family will be happy, because he The shame of the Yang family is finally dead, and it will not continue to embarrass the Yang family.

Immortal?

This is an era without immortals, no one can become immortals!
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(End of this chapter)