At 12 o'clock in the night of September 16, 2016, in the west wing of a dilapidated ancient house in the western suburbs of ancient Huizhou. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang Qi sat cross-legged on the bed in a gray placket practice uniform, there was no light in the room, but the windows were open, and the old carved wooden windows were the ancestral house of his Yang family, which had been handed down from the Qing Dynasty and had a history of more than 100 years.

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

Yesterday's Mid-Autumn Festival, tonight's moon outside the window is rounder than last night, and the bright moonlight shines into the house through the squeaky and slightly blown by the wind, and spreads on the green bricks on the ground like water.

Yang Qipan's figure sitting on the bed handed down from his ancestors seemed a little lonely in such a night, in such a room without lights.

The moonlight was like water and spread in front of the bed, but it did not fall on him.

His eyes slowly swept over the scenes and objects in this room, Yang Qi's heart was as calm as water, unlike the rest of the Yang family, since graduating from high school, he has been living in this ancestral house, and he can be regarded as guarding this ancestral house for the Yang family.

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

The Yang family has a deep heritage, so although Yang Qi has not worked for so many years, he has never lacked food and clothing.

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

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

The rest of the Yang family has always looked down on him, thinking that he Yang Qi is a shame to the Yang family, he has not done any work for so many years, he has not learned any craft, he just followed his grandfather to eat in this ancestral house and wait for death, but Yang Qi has always been unimpressed, because those people don't understand his world at all!

Since he was 5 years old, he has been practicing the "Copper Fu Iron Scroll" handed down by his ancestors with his grandfather, and now it has been 27 years.

32 years old!

He had finally cultivated to the level that his grandfather had dreamed of him to achieve—the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation.

As long as he goes further, he will be able to condense the golden pill and leave the mortal body from then on, and at that time, according to the records on the "Bronze Rune Iron Scroll", he will have all kinds of incredible magical powers.

Comparable to the legendary immortals.

And tonight is the day he chose to rush to the pass, and if he succeeds, he will be angry and defeated......

If you lose, your previous achievements will be wasted, and your achievements will be lost.

Will it be successful?

Yang Qi didn't know, and he didn't want to think about it, the true qi in his body had already been perfected, if he delayed any longer, he would gradually miss the peak year, when the peak was no more, the perfect true qi in his body would gradually dissipate, and at that time, his hope of success would be even slimmer.

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

The "Bronze Fu Iron Scroll" clearly records that "the moon is full and the moon is lost", which means that once the true qi in the body is complete, if you do not condense the golden pill, the perfect true qi will gradually dissipate like the moon is lacking after the full moon, until the time of Shouyuan, the true qi of the whole body will completely dissipate between heaven and earth.

After staring at the full moon at night outside the window for a while, Yang Qicai retracted his gaze, closed his eyes calmly, and flipped his palms silently, palms facing up, and his palms rested naturally on the knees of his legs.

The true qi in the dantian was slowly rotating, like a cloud of smoke, and the thick true qi like the smoke cloud filled his dantian, as the true qi in Yang Qi's dantian turned faster and faster, on the bed in the wing room, the gray practice clothes on his body were windless and automatic, and the bed gradually flew a little dust, and then the entire wing room was full of subtle whirlwinds swirling around.

Gradually, the whirlwind that filled every corner of the wing room became bigger and bigger, and the two windows, which were originally only slightly shaking and making a slight squeaking sound, also shook more and more as the whirlwind in the wing room became bigger and bigger, and the shaking became more and more violent, gradually, the windows were like a storm, swinging back and forth frantically on the windowsill, and the two windows kept hitting the wall by the window, and it didn't take long for the tissue paper on the two windows to be broken.

At this time, the wind gradually rose outside the house, the wind from small to large, more and more intense, in the middle of the night in September, there was a howling wind outside the window, the big trees and small trees on the side of the road were blown loudly, the fallen leaves were flying, and the fallen leaves on the ground were flying around.

The cats and dogs of the nearby people vigilantly exploded the hair on their necks, shrunk their tails, and the barking of the dogs came and went, and soon became a loud sound, these dogs barked more and more loudly despite the scolding of their masters, but they kept shrinking into the corners abnormally, as for those domestic cats and wild cats, they had already jumped off the wall, scurrying around, and then jumped to a corner and clinged to it and meowed and whispered, and the faint and weird cat's eyes looked around vigilantly, and the hair exploded all over the body.

Some of the neighbors who had not yet fallen asleep looked up at the strong wind outside and the thickening dark clouds in the night, and their hearts were also amazed.

"Is it going to rain?"

"What the hell is the weather!"

"Let's hurry home, I'm afraid it's going to rain soon!"

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Yang Qi didn't realize the vision outside, the practice clothes on his body had already been blown by the inexplicable wind, and his hair was also flying wantonly, only to see his hands spread flat on his knees constantly changing one mysterious trick after another.

And with the change of his technique, time passed little by little, and a little brilliant golden light came out from the position of his lower abdomen, as if there was a peerless treasure hidden in his lower abdomen.

The dark clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, and if anyone pays attention at this time, they will find that the thickest place where these dark clouds gather is the sky above the Yang family's ancestral house.

Suddenly, a bright silver light in the dark clouds swam away like a snake, followed by a rumbling thunder, a few seconds later, another electric snake tore through the thick clouds on the night, and the more terrifying thunder clicked and exploded like a piece of bamboo suddenly breaking together, and then, the electric snake in the thick clouds was like crazy, more and more, more and more urgent, and the rumbling thunder continued to sound one after another.

The rain poured down wantonly outside the window, and soon formed a thick rain curtain that made people unable to open their eyes, the rain curtain blocked the ancient city, and the citizens who were still wandering outside had long since taken refuge in the house, and the nearby barking cats and dogs also stopped their voices and hid tightly in all corners shivering.

In the ancestral house of the Yang family, the golden light on Yang Qi's abdomen became more and more severe, gradually filling the room with dazzling golden light, and at the same time, a strange fragrance gradually diffused in the room, in the golden light, Yang Qi appeared golden, and the skin color on his face and hands slowly changed its luster at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually becoming as white as jade, and his hair, eyebrows, and stubble gradually became extremely black and shiny.

In his own conscious visualization, a round golden pill in the dantian gradually took shape, and as this golden pill gradually condensed and formed, an unprecedented feeling of fluttering immortal spirit spread from the dantian to the inside and outside of his body.

It's done!

The corners of Yang Qi's mouth with closed eyes escaped a heartfelt smile, after years of cultivation and years of enlightenment, he finally succeeded, in this era called the end of the law era by countless people, condensed into a golden pill, and entered the legendary realm of immortals.

However, at this moment, suddenly a giant lightning 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 jumped tom, and an unprecedented strong sense of crisis suddenly hit his heart, and his eyes, which had been closed for a long time, opened his eyes, two essences appeared in his eyes, his body was just about to burst out, his legs had just exerted force, his buttocks had just left the bed, and there was a bang on the roof. The sound of the tiles shattering came, and the thick giant lightning was hitting the top of his head, and the extremely strong electric current instantly penetrated his body, from top to bottom, the broken tiles on the top of his head fell down with a bang, some smashed on Yang Qi's head and body, and Yang Qi didn't seem to have any feelings for the broken wood and tiles that fell on his head and body, all his feelings were gathered in his dantian at the moment, and the moment the thick lightning struck above his head, he seemed to clearly hear the sound of the golden pill in his dantian clattering and shattering.

The essence that had just burst out in his eyes quickly disappeared, and a gray color appeared in his eyes, and then this gray color quickly spread to his face, hair, hair, body, and hands resting on his knees......

The skin lost its pale luster and became gray, and the hair, which had just become inky black, quickly withered.

A hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his buttocks, which had just left the bed less than an inch away, fell on the bed, and Yang Qi could clearly feel that the originally exuberant vitality was rapidly leaving him from his body like a tidal tide at a low tide.

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

The look of loneliness appeared in Yang Qi's eyes, he knew that he was finished, for the sake of the mountain, the success was falling short, and the Jin Dan was about to be completely condensed and succeeded, but the catastrophe destroyed him, and the heavens and the earth did not allow him to achieve the Jin Dan.

"Hah...... Haha......"

Two desolate laughs erupted bitterly, and the last of his eyes finally disappeared, his hands slipped limply from his knees, and his head hung limply.

Heaven and earth don't allow him to achieve Jindan, what can he do?

The golden light in the wing room was gone, and the wind disappeared, leaving only the big hole in the roof above Yang Qi's head to prove that everything in it was not an illusion, and the bright moonlight sprinkled down again, and this time, the bright moonlight finally spilled down from the hole in the roof and fell on Yang Qi.

With deep loneliness and discouragement, Yang Qi finished his life, on the night just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, in the wing of the Yang family's ancestral house, without anyone knowing, he walked to the peak of his life, but at his peak moment was robbed of all his vitality by heaven and earth.

As long as he takes another half step, he will be an immortal! But this half step, he can't step over.

His death, no one will care, no one will be sad, and even, soon, no one will remember him, he is still a shame for the Yang family, maybe after his death, many people in the Yang family will be happy, because he is the shame of the Yang family and finally died, and he will not continue to make the Yang family feel ashamed.

Become an immortal?

This is an era of no immortals, and no one can become an immortal!

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