Immortal Mansion Longevity

Chapter 504 The Cruelest Joke! (seeking subscription)

Chapter 504 The Cruelest Joke! (seeking subscription)

Three years later.

Yuan Kingdom, Yongquan Mountain, alchemy room.

Liu Yu sat cross-legged, with a concentrated expression and a high degree of concentration, and slowly pinched the formula with both hands.

Not far in front of him, the body of the Xuanhuang Ding Ding trembled slightly, and the pill fire in the Fire Gate was burning fiercely, releasing blazing high temperatures.

As a result, the temperature in the alchemy room increased by more than tens of degrees, and the breeze in the air was extremely hot.

If it weren't for the special construction of the alchemy room, it would have been destroyed long ago.

The dignified expression and the trembling alchemy furnace all indicate that alchemy has reached a critical moment, and if you are a little sloppy, all previous efforts may be wasted!
The powerful spiritual consciousness spread out, and Liu Yu always paid attention to the movement in the Danding, trying to avoid the slightest mistake.

Every change in the alchemy cauldron was captured by him. With the alchemy technique acquired from countless times of practice, he mastered the whole process proficiently.

The pill fire in the Huomen turned from prosperity to decline, and the temperature dropped a little. As time went by, a medicinal fragrance gradually filled the air.

"almost."

Liu Yu flashed this thought.

His rich alchemy experience allowed him to judge that the last step of alchemy is the best time to open the furnace.

Although this alchemy was about to end, Liu Yu's expression did not change at all.

The more critical the moment is, the easier it is to make mistakes. He has suffered a lot in this last step.

Now, I can face it calmly.

After all, even if you fail, there are countless chances to try again.

"open!"

Another two or three breaths later, Liu Yu's magic trick changed, and the golden red pill fire in the fire gate suddenly went out.

At the same time, the cover of the Xuanhuang Ding Ding also suddenly rose.

In the alchemy room, the fragrance of the medicine became stronger and became very obvious.

Liu Yu raised his eyes and saw seven marble-sized, milky-white Peiyuan Pills floating quietly inside the Xuanhuang Ding.

"It's done."

He stretched out his hand, and seven Peiyuan Pills fell into his hands. After confirming that they were all good products, a smile could not help but appear on his face.

With a thought in Liu Yu's mind, the storage ring on his right hand flashed, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand, and put all the newly refined seven Peiyuan pills into the jade bottle.

Then he stretched out his hand to fish it out again, and took the other two jade bottles beside him in his hands, after looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but feel good.

"Ten parts of alchemy materials, finally three furnaces of alchemy, and 22 Peiyuan pills."

"Based on this calculation, the success rate of refining this pill by myself has steadily reached [-]%."

This thought flashed in Liu Yu's mind.

The difficulty of refining a third-tier "spirit pill" is at least several times that of a second-tier pill.

In the first two years of these three years, he earned spirit stones by refining a large number of second-order elixirs, and at the same time sharpened his alchemy skills, and finally brought his alchemy one step closer.

The success rate of refining Jingyuan Pill, Yangyuan Pill and other second-order pills has officially reached a shocking [-]%.

After that, the refining of the third-rank low-grade Peiyuan Pill began.

However, after hundreds of failures, he finally increased the success rate of refining Peiyuan Pill to [-]% in the past few days.

"Yes, everything is developing in the expected direction."

"The success rate of refining Peiyuan Pill has reached [-]%, which marks that I have taken another solid step towards the realm of "Alchemy Master"."

"As long as there are two more third-order spirit pills with a success rate of [-]%, you will be a veritable master of alchemy."

Put the three bottles of Peiyuan Pill into the storage bag and tidy up the alchemy site, Liu Yu thought silently.

"Unfortunately, my alchemy attainments will not be seen in the light after all."

"It has been revealed that the ability to refine a second-order high-grade pill is already the limit."

"If you can directly sell the third-order spirit pills, the speed of earning spirit stones will be five or six times faster."

Standing up, he sighed lightly and shook his head.

To refine a panacea above the third level, one must use 500-year-old panacea.

But the 500-year-old spiritual grass and elixir are not ordinary goods, and they are enough to attract the attention of Golden Core cultivators.

On the bright side, I didn't buy enough 500-year elixirs to practice. If I suddenly revealed that I could refine third-level elixir, I couldn't use "some talent" to describe it.

The gap between the second level and the third level cannot be explained by the simple word "genius" when there are not enough spiritual herbs to practice and waste.

If it's a "monster", it's almost the same.

Jindan monks are not simple people, if they reveal their third-level alchemy attainments, it is impossible to fool them.

Therefore, if Liu Yu wants to earn spirit stones, he still has to sell the second-tier elixir honestly, and the third-tier elixirs cannot be seen.

If you want to "wash white", you must put on a show and buy some 500-year-old spiritual herbs on the market to practice your hands.

But now that he has just been promoted, it is normal for him to go bankrupt in order to refine his talisman. How can there be such a sum of spirit stones that can be used to further his alchemy attainments?

Therefore, at least in the next 200 years, it is impossible for Liu Yu to reveal his third-level alchemy attainments, otherwise there is no explanation at all.

"Boom"

The formation was opened, and the stone gate slowly rose.

After tidying up the alchemy room, Liu Yu confirmed that there was nothing missing, so he went out.

"The maid pays respects to the young master."

The three maids headed by Wen Caiyi bowed quickly when their master appeared after the retreat.

"Ah."

"Is there something important?"

Liu Yu nodded lightly, sat on the teacher's chair, picked up the teacup, and asked casually.

"My lord, it has been three years since the first batch of disciples in this academy entered."

"Today is the day when the first batch of other courtyard disciples will conduct their graduation assessment."

"Uncle Sun and Uncle Ma have sent news that everything is ready, and the graduation examination can start immediately after the young master gives an order."

Standing by the side, Wen Caiyi whispered softly.

"Well, I really should go and see the graduation assessment for the first batch of disciples in the branch."

"In that case, let's take a shower and change clothes."

"Let those juniors wait first."

With a wave of his hand, Liu Yu signaled the two maids to stop pinching their feet and backs, and said calmly.

Then he got up and walked to the bathroom.

"Yes, son."

Wen Caiyi took orders in a low voice and followed behind step by step.

Because there were hundreds of monks waiting for him, Liu Yu sped up his speed a little this time when he took a shower and changed his clothes.

Well, more than ten breaths sooner.

……

At the foot of Yongquan Mountain is a stretch of buildings.

The building is full of the characteristics of Chu State. After three years, it has become much more perfect.

A high wall surrounded the buildings in pieces, as if dividing the two worlds.

Within the walls, there is a carefree life in another courtyard. You don't have to worry about it every day, and you can enjoy the afternoon sunshine leisurely.

Outside the wall is the cruel world of cultivating immortals, where intrigues and intrigues can lead to death.

On this day, hundreds of monks were silent on the school field in the center of the branch.

The other courtyard disciples who entered three years ago have been waiting for a long time.

Suddenly, a suffocating and powerful spiritual pressure appeared, covering the hearts of all monks, bringing unparalleled terror.

However, the spiritual pressure only disappeared in a flash, and disappeared in the next moment, otherwise most monks would have to show their ugly faces.

Then a bright cyan light appeared from the top of the mountain and quickly approached the foot of the mountain.

"It's Master Qingyang!"

In the crowd, many old disciples exclaimed.

The new disciples were full of awe. After three years of study, they already knew what kind of state the Golden Core Stage was.

That is a height that ninety-nine out of ten monks cannot reach!
The cyan light fell on the pre-built high platform, and the aura instantly subsided, and a black-haired and black-robed figure appeared.

It was Liu Yu!

"Welcome Master Qingyang Master (Master Uncle)!"

Under the leadership of several inner disciples, there was a neat greeting in the next breath, and the neat voice spread all over the place.

It can be heard clearly even outside the fence.

Some disciples standing in the front row shouted extra hard, trying to get the dean's attention in this way.

If he can gain the dean's attention, even if he steps into the world of cultivating immortals in the future, it will be smooth sailing.

The welcome sound rang three times in a row before they all stopped, and the square returned to silence without the slightest noise.

Obviously, these were rehearsed in advance, and Sun Yulan, Ma Wencai and others who were in charge of the management put in a lot of effort.

"Well done."

Da Ma Jindao sat on the main seat, and Liu Yu's deep and far-sighted eyes glanced roughly at the hundreds of disciples in the square, and gave a faint praise.

"Don't dare, dare not."

"It's all because of the uncle who is in charge, the branch can be safe and stable, and the disciples and other talents have room to play."

Hearing the affirmation, Sun Yulan, Ma Yingcai and others immediately felt relieved, but they still didn't dare to say it.

Afterwards, several people briefly reported the situation regarding the graduation assessment of the five hundred disciples from other courtyards.

"Everything is ready, Master Qingyang please give instructions!"

Among the five, Sun Yulan, who had the highest cultivation level and the oldest qualifications, asked for instructions.

"Since everything is ready, what are you waiting for?"

"Start immediately."

Restraining his smile, Liu Yu said seriously.

"As ordered!"

Sun Yulan, Ma Yingcai and the others accepted the order abruptly, and then immediately turned around and went down to make arrangements.

The order was passed down layer by layer, and the management team of the branch began to operate smoothly.

The five people mainly deal with branch affairs, while Jiang Qiushui, Ji Ruyan and others play a supervisory role and generally do not directly intervene in specific management.

As Liu Yu's eyes and ears, the two women hold the power of life and death, and their status is higher than these foundation establishment deacons.

After all, as Liu Yu's power grew, there were more and more things to worry about. If the two women intervened everywhere, it would definitely delay their cultivation.

And because of the restriction of Yuanshen and being his own woman, Liu Yu felt more at ease with Jiang Qiushui and Ji Ruyan.

It would be best to use two women to supervise the top and bottom.

Of course, at this time, Jiang Qiushui and Ji Ruyan's subordinates also had many cronies working on their affairs.

Everything is basically impossible, and there is enough time to practice in the case of being deceived.

And the annual spirit stone income is also better than most foundation-building monks.

In this regard, Liu Yu still did not treat the two girls badly, after all, they were mainly doing private affairs for themselves.

And
As for Liu Yu himself, he not only enjoys the benefits of the system, but also does not take responsibility, so he spends a lot of time practicing.

He enjoys it sometimes, but he is not greedy for power.

In this world where extraordinary power exists, power is nothing more than a vassal of strength. As long as one's own strength is strong enough, power is nothing but something that is readily available.

When you stand on a high place, power, fame, beauty, etc., all kinds of things that the world dreams of——

It's everywhere!

"boom"

The spiritual measuring pillar weighing tens of kilograms fell down, making a dull sound, and stood firmly on the ground.

"In 940, [-] of the Yuanyang calendar, the Yuanguo Branch of Yuanyang Bieyuan was formally established."

As the "Chief Manager", Sun Yulan delivered a speech to the [-] branch disciples.

With a solemn expression, she first told this period of history, her yellowed and wrinkled face was solemn and solemn.

After a pause, he continued:

"As the first batch of disciples of the branch, you also started in the same year, and it has been three years since now."

"Now, it's time to graduate."

"The old man announces that the graduation assessment has officially begun!"

The calm and powerful voice spread to every corner of the school grounds through the sound channel spell.

Then some inner disciples stepped forward and announced the assessment rules.

The general idea is that regardless of aptitude, those who have cultivated to the third level of Qi refining within three years can directly enter the outer door.

Heavenly Spiritual Root, Different Spiritual Root, Double Spiritual Root, etc., those with outstanding spiritual root aptitude, as long as they have cultivated to the middle stage of Qi refining within three years, they can directly become inner sect disciples.

Such a request, in fact, is difficult to say, easy to say is not easy.

For those with three spiritual roots and above, as long as they practice seriously, it is not difficult to reach the third level of Qi refining in three years.

After all, the first three layers of Qi refining are the easiest to advance to, and there is not much mana to be accumulated.

Even some teenagers with pseudo-spiritual root qualifications, as long as the family behind them provides some help and they work hard enough, there is no small hope of achieving it.

But for a young man who was indirectly attracted from the mortal world, whether he has family relatives to rely on, and his own spiritual root aptitude is poor, this is an insurmountable obstacle.

It is also a pseudo-spiritual root qualification, and he is from a family of cultivators, so he has a good chance of passing the assessment.

But if you are a mortal boy, the hope is relatively slim, even if the aura affinity is not low, the hope is still slim.

This is both fair and unfair.

However, the help of family, relatives and friends, is it not one of their own capital, which enhances their own value?

In a way, that's pretty fair!
The requirements for the three-year assessment had long been circulated in the branches, but now it was announced loudly, some people were happy and some were worried.

Those who are happy are naturally those who have reached the third level of Qi Refining. Even if they take more pills and spiritual things, it will not affect their passage.

Lost people are those who have not reached the third level of Qi refining.

Without the support of family, relatives and friends, and with poor spiritual root aptitude, even if they try their best to study and practice, there are very few people who can reach the third level of Qi refining in three years.

There are only a small number of monks who are happy, and the majority are lost, and the joys and sorrows of people are not connected.

But regardless of joy or disappointment, the assessment was still going on as usual, and soon a branch disciple stepped forward to test his cultivation.

"If I remember correctly, the time when I formed the alchemy is 940 years in the Yuanyang calendar."

On the high platform, watching the progress of the assessment, Liu Yu flashed this idea.

……

"Xiao Yushan, who has cultivated to the fifth level of Qi Refining, passed the examination."

"Fulfill the conditions for promotion to the inner sect and enter the inner sect directly!"

Ma Wen, who presided over the test, announced loudly.

"Nephew Xiao, congratulations on passing the assessment, but you must not slack off in training in the future."

"With your aptitude, sooner or later you will become someone in my generation."

"I hope that the day when you and I are equal in the same age will not be too long."

After the result was announced, Marvin joked quietly, with a very gentle attitude.

The aura affinity of the two spiritual roots is [-], and the chance of success in foundation establishment is very high, so he didn't treat the girl like an ordinary disciple.

"Thank you, Uncle, for your advice!"

The girl saluted respectfully, but turned around like a proud peacock, slightly raised her chin and walked to the side of the passerby.

She does have the capital to be proud of. She has cultivated to the fifth level of qi refining in three years, surpassing all her peers, and she is a veritable "big sister".

Those who have reached the third level of Qi refining are eager to try, looking forward to the new life in the sect. They will go to the sect in a short time and become the disciples of Yuanyang sect.

However, those whose cultivation base is less than the third level of Qi Refining have a look of disappointment and unwillingness, and the complexity in their hearts is hard to describe.

For example, Shen Shan and Gong Xinyuan.

Both of them have pseudo-spiritual root qualifications, and they don't have the support of their family and relatives and friends to cultivate immortality. Although they have practiced hard in the past three years, they still stay on the second floor of Qi Refining, and there is still a long way to go from the third floor.

After three years of getting along, the two have become good friends, basically talking about everything, and often exchanging cultivation experience.

But at this moment, neither of them was in the mood to speak.

Once he fails the assessment, he will be demoted to be a handyman and serve the sect for the rest of his life without any remuneration.

Most importantly, there will not be enough time to practice.

Three years have passed, Shen Shan has changed a lot, he is no longer that boy in the mountain village, he already has the basic qualities of a cultivator.

But all dreams, after this assessment, will disappear in smoke.

As time went by, the crowd in line gradually decreased, and it was Shen Shan and Gong Xinyuan's turn soon.

Those who pass the assessment can walk freely on the left side and imagine a bright future.

Those who failed the assessment were all arranged to stand on the right side, guarded by ten disciples in the late stages of Qi refining, and were even deprived of the right to move around freely.

It looks like a prisoner.

"Shen Shan, the second level of Qi Refining has failed the assessment."

"Relegated to a handyman."

Ma Wencai's voice sounded again, his attitude was very indifferent, how could he have the gentle appearance before?

Strictly speaking, handymen are not counted as disciples of Yuanyang Sect.

Zongmen has given many youngsters the opportunity to embark on the immortal journey, and invested a small amount of resources in the early stage. If they can seize the opportunity, there will be unlimited possibilities.

If you can't, you have to use your whole life to repay the investment of the sect.

It's not fair, but teenagers don't have a choice.

For those who passed first, the former classmates who were demoted to handymen are just strangers.

They are the protagonists.

"Yes."

Shen Shan replied in a daze.

Then, under the "escort" of an outer sect disciple in the late stage of Qi refining, he walked towards the prisoner-like team.

Even though he knew the result a long time ago, when this moment came, Shen Shan still felt trembling all over.

It seems that everything in front of me has lost its color.

The sky is falling.

"Woooo~!"

Beside him, there was a slight sobbing sound, and someone couldn't help crying.

After all, these are just fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls.

Reality, for them, may be too cruel!
This situation reminded Shen Shan of a sentence in a travel book in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion:

"The cruelest joke that fate ever played—"

"It is to let ordinary people occasionally see unreachable hope."

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(End of this chapter)

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