"Ouch!" Following a long roar full of excitement and wildness, a figure floated above the Emperor's Pit.
I saw Zhang Yun standing on a blue-light sword, wearing a linen short coat, with shoulder-length hair tied up casually. Although his expression was slightly tired, the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed, and a bright smile appeared on his thick lips: "
Haha, it’s been three years, I’ve been trapped in the Emperor’s Pit for more than three years, and today I can finally see the light of day again!”
Suddenly his smile stopped abruptly, and a dazzling light shot into his eyes. His eyes went dark, and he almost fell down. He quickly stabilized his body and raised his right hand to block his eyes.
After a while, my eyes regained their clarity and I looked around: "What a bright sunshine!"
The midday sun shines brightly on my body, making my heart feel warm and comfortable. The surrounding flowers, plants, and trees are also greedily bathing in the sunshine; the clear sky, against the backdrop of green, the shade of the trees has become the most beautiful scenery.
It is now the early summer of the 12th year of the Christian era outside. After the earth has spent more than ten years of darkness, the dust and clouds blocking the sunlight have finally dispersed, and the vibrant earth has returned.
Zhang Yun did not appreciate the beautiful scenery under the sun too much. He glanced at Dikeng and sighed, then raised his head and looked in the direction of Zhangjiazhuang, feeling excited in his heart: "Grandpa, Second Aunt, I'm back! Yun'er is back!
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In Zhangjiazhuang, inside the Han family's wooden house, Aunt Li had already laid out the food and invited Mr. Han to sit down and eat.
During the more than three years since Zhang Yun was trapped in the emperor's pit, Aunt Li often took care of Mr. Han's daily life. They were already very old, and no one in the village would make irresponsible remarks when they were together as companions.
As usual, the second aunt placed an extra pair of empty dishes and chopsticks on the table. Mr. Han shook his head when he looked at it: "His second aunt, how many times have I told you that when the child is not here, you put the dishes and chopsticks and look at your heart feeling empty!"
The second aunt said disapprovingly: "I'm used to it. I put it on casually when I thought that Yun'er might come back for lunch. Old Han, did you say that Yun'er will come back for lunch today?"
Mr. Han shook his head: "After waiting for more than three years, I am afraid that I will not be able to wait until Yun'er comes back!"
Zhang Yun, who was standing in front of the door, burst into tears when he heard this. He quickly opened the door, walked three steps at a time, then two steps, and came to the dining table. He knelt down with a plop and said, "Grandpa, Second Aunt Yun'er is back.
Damn it! Yun'er is unfilial, I will kowtow to you!"
After saying "dong dong dong" there are three sounds.
Mr. Han looked at the familiar outline of the young man in front of him, stretched out his hand to rub his dim eyes, and couldn't help but burst into tears. He touched Zhang Yun's face with trembling hands: "Yun'er, my good boy, it's really you.
?"
Zhang Yun nodded vigorously, threw himself on his grandfather's lap and cried bitterly.
The second aunt also recovered from the fright, and tears welled up in her eyes like spring water. After a moment, she suddenly burst into tears and laughed: "Old Han, what do you think? God has mercy on me! Finally, Yun'er is looking forward to it.
You're back! Yun'er, let the second aunt hug you."
Zhang Yun threw himself into his second aunt's arms and cried. Although his mind was much more mature than the average person, he was only a teenager after all.
After a while, the three of them finally calmed down and sat down to eat while listening to him talk about his experiences in the past three years...
Hearing the two elders couldn't help but sigh, they looked at each other, and Mr. Han said: "So that's it, we wrongly blamed Yun'er!"
The news of Zhang Yun's return spread quickly in the village. The Han family's house was crowded inside and outside, and the uncles and aunts kept asking questions;
Those young people who had achieved some success in martial arts were even more excited and rushed to see their idols.
Fourth uncle Zhang Heng is now the village chief of Zhuangzi. He first persuaded everyone to go outside the house and asked Zhang Yun carefully about his situation in the past few years...
Zhang Yun recounted his experience in detail, and took out the notes and ashes left by his ancestor Zhang Liang and gave them to his fourth uncle.
Zhang Heng was horrified and took it solemnly, then persuaded the villagers in the yard to retreat and went to discuss with the old village chief about opening an ancestral hall to worship ancestors.
Zhang Yun discovered that Zhang Liang and several other young men of his own age were now 1.78 meters tall, and their bodies were no different from those of adults.
After asking my grandpa, I found out that since the disaster, children now reach adulthood at the age of eleven or twelve, and two people his age got married and had children last year!
Zhang Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this: "I thought I was the only one who was different! That's good, at least I won't be misunderstood as a monster anymore!"
After dinner, he came to his grandfather's house, closed the door, and talked at length with his grandfather.
"Grandpa, look what this is!" Zhang Yun waved his right hand, and the table was filled with all kinds of rare medicinal materials and bottles and jars.
Before Mr. Han had time to take a closer look, an astonishing aroma of medicine had already entered his nose. His slightly dim eyes couldn't help but light up, and he held up the elixirs one by one with trembling hands and looked at them.
After a moment, he said with a hint of embarrassment: "Yun'er, these herbs have amazing medicinal properties. They are all over ten thousand years old. Every single one of them is like a priceless treasure! Grandpa is so stupid that he doesn't recognize most of them! Only a few of them look like it.
It is a legendary rare herb, I need to read some information to confirm it."
Zhang Yun also nodded. He didn't have high hopes at first, so he first put various elixirs into the broken world space under the instructions of Mr. Han.
He picked up some elixirs and showed them to his grandfather, who was excited and shook his head. Zhang Yun explained the efficacy and refining methods one by one, and then solemnly picked up the Suihun Dan.
"What? Soul Pill! We can't do anything harmful to Yun'er!" Mr. Han was shocked when he heard his name and accused him.
Zhang Yun couldn't help feeling depressed after hearing this. He didn't expect that a random name for a medicine would trigger such a reaction from his grandfather. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Suihun Pill, Soul-Breaking Pill, oh!"
Thinking of this, not only did he suddenly realize it, he rubbed his head and explained to his grandfather with a smile: "Grandpa, you have misunderstood. The Soul Soul Pill I refine is not made from broken pieces, but from the years."
Zhang Yun saw his grandfather nodding, and then continued: "Grandpa, do you remember the legend of Qin Shihuang's elixir that you once told me? The effect of this elixir is exactly..."
Mr. Han's eyes lit up when he heard this. He took the Soul Pill in his hand and his lips trembled: "It's really... it's the elixir of life! There really is such a thing in the world...
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Under Zhang Yun's constant urging, Mr. Han regained his composure, raised his hand and put the elixir into his mouth.
Mr. Han only felt that the elixir melted in his mouth, and a delicate fragrance hit his nostrils, making him feel relaxed and happy. Then a warm current spread throughout his body, making him extremely comfortable. He half-squinted his eyes and said softly: "Yun'er helped grandpa lie down on the bed and have a rest."
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Zhang Yun just sat by the bed and watched his grandfather sleep until dawn.
Mr. Han slowly opened his eyes and groaned in a low voice: "It feels so comfortable! Yun'er, why did you get up so early?"
Zhang Yun stood by the bed with a basin in his hand. Seeing that his grandfather had woken up, he hurriedly helped him up and said with a smile: "Grandpa, please wipe your body. You have excreted a lot of dirt after taking the medicine."
Watching my grandpa wash away the thick layer of sweat stains on his skin, I found that his wrinkled skin had become elastic, some black hair had grown out of the white hair on his head, his eyes were bright, and his face was even more radiant.
, as if suddenly ten years younger...
"It's all worth it!" Zhang Yun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
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As soon as Zhang Heng had breakfast, he came to inform them that the village had arranged to open an ancestral hall today to worship the ancestors and welcome the return of the ashes of the ancestors. He also discussed some related matters with Zhang Yun...
General Zhang Heng first narrated the origin of Zhangjiazhuang and the experience of his ancestor Zhang Liang, then buried Zhang Liang's ashes, erected a huge memorial tablet in the middle of the ancestral hall, and then held a grand ancestor worship ceremony.
Later, Zhang Yun brought in a large amount of wild game, and the villagers enjoyed eating it. He also mixed dozens of Soul Soul Pills into the meat while no one was paying attention.
The village was in a state of excitement the next day. The villagers who had lost their youth at the origin suddenly found that they had regained part of their youth early the next morning. The loss of youth was so sudden and the gain was so strange, but no one bothered to delve into it.
For a time, people were crying with joy, congratulating each other, setting off firecrackers, worshiping gods and fulfilling their wishes...
Aunt Li was also one of them. She suddenly changed back to her appearance in her thirties, which made her so surprised that she pulled Zhang Yun to worship the God of Wealth and the land.
Zhang Yun couldn't help but snicker in his heart. In fact, he alone placed a Soul-year-old Pill in the second aunt's meal yesterday. Otherwise, how could it have such a good effect!
Mr. Han looked at his second aunt's young and beautiful face with a smile on his face, but he couldn't help but reveal a hint of worry in his eyes.
This situation was noticed by the attentive Zhang Yun, and he thought to himself: "It seems that you need to make some arrangements before going out to wander around!"
Later, Zhang Yun first passed on the basic skills of cultivating immortals to his grandfather and fourth uncle, and then checked the spiritual root attributes of the villagers. He found that most of the villagers had good spiritual root attributes, so he also taught the basic skills of cultivating immortals to everyone.
And arranged for the fourth uncle to follow up and provide guidance.
Zhang Yun had nothing to do and told the villagers some common sense about cultivating immortals:
The realms of cultivation are divided into five realms: Yuan gathering, liquid condensation, elixir transformation, elixir transformation, and Yuanling;
It is said that cultivating immortals is for immortality. The life span of a normal person is about one month. If one cultivates to the Juyuan realm, his lifespan can be doubled to more than two decades;
If the condensation is successful, the lifespan can be doubled again. By analogy, when the monk reaches the Yuanling realm, he will have a lifespan of at least thirty-two years. However, although he has a lifespan of nearly two thousand years, he has no
Successfully ascending to the upper world still has to face the threat of death and enter reincarnation...
The villagers had the hope of immortality and became more motivated to practice. For a time, Zhangjiazhuang set off a cultivation craze!
He did not forget to dig a well when drinking water, and everyone was silently grateful to Zhang Yun in their hearts.
Zhang Yun saw that everyone's progress in cultivation was as slow as ants, so he stopped complaining about his slow cultivation speed.
Little did they know that the cultivation speed of Holy Spirit Root cultivators is unparalleled in the world of cultivation!
Now he is already at the peak of the middle stage of Juyuan, and is only one step away from the later stage. It only took him just over two years to successfully advance and reach the top of his cultivation. If he said this to the outside world of immortality, he would definitely think that he is a
joke.
On this day, Zhang Yun brought the unicorn sword to Mr. Xiao's residence, intending to return the sword to its original owner, but Mr. Xiao refused to take it back and insisted on giving it to him. In desperation, he only left two souls.
Dan will make up for it.
By the way, I asked Mr. Xiao to help arrange the marriage between my grandpa and my second aunt, and Mr. Xiao agreed wholeheartedly.
On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Han family courtyard was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the village officials held a simple wedding for the two elderly people.
The second aunt has long been accustomed to taking care of Mr. Han's daily life. Mr. Han, an old man who has regained his youthful vitality, is even more beautiful from ear to ear when he looks at his beautiful little daughter-in-law.
Zhang Yun carefully cleaned up the poisonous insects and beasts in the emperor's pit:
The Nine Nether Rat King had a remorseful expression on his face and his head was in a different place. From his head he got an earth-attribute demon elixir glowing with yellow light;
From the cave of the golden-eyed iron ant, he found the purple-eyed ant king, and after killing it, he got another purple-eyed ant**, which was just slightly smaller than the one at the bottom of the pit. It seemed that the one before
The owner of the stone should undoubtedly be his ancestor.
Zhang Yun decided to spend the New Year with his two elders before bringing up the idea of going out for a living. The family lived a peaceful and warm life in the days that followed.
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