The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

It was not until this time that Xiao Han truly understood why Jindan cultivators were so rare in such a vast immortal mountain.

It can be said that if Xiao Han did not have the spiritual essence obtained in the secret realm, she would have relied on the Dan pills she prepared. At this point, she could have declared failure and then sang a song of "Liang Liang".

However, she still has some spiritual marrow that she has not taken, so her life can be saved for the time being.

Grabbing the jade bottle containing spiritual marrow, Xiao Han poured all the spiritual marrow liquid into his mouth.

A pure and powerful spiritual energy rushed into the body, and the squeezing force in the dantian was like a car that had run out of power and could not run fast, but it was instantly full of power again.

Xiao Han practiced his skills and began to knead and squeeze again and again.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when the liquid spiritual energy in his dantian was finally squeezed and condensed into a golden bead the size of a longan, Xiao Han felt as if his entire body and mind had broken free from the quagmire.

The whole body feels light and yet seems to be filled with terrifying power, which makes people feel so happy that they want to roar loudly.

Xiao Han, who was extremely ecstatic, grabbed the Soul Stone when he lost the last bit of his sanity.

Standing on the street corner with tall buildings and busy traffic, Xiao Han stared blankly at everything in front of him.

That’s not right. Wasn’t I blown into the sky by a strong wind and then fell into a different time and space? Am I still cultivating immortality?

At this moment, she saw a familiar yet strange girl running towards her.

"Xiao Han, why are you here? The boss lady said that if your headache goes away, you should go back to work at the factory. We've been busy these past few days rushing to deliver goods."

Xiao Han suddenly remembered that this was her colleague who worked in that small garment factory, a girl from Jiangxi.

But for a moment, she couldn't remember the other person's name.

"I, my head still hurts a little and I don't want to go to work." Xiao Han refused subconsciously.

She has been practicing Taoism for many years, why does she still have to go to work?

No, she can already fly with a sword, why is she still standing here stupidly?

Xiao Han wanted to mobilize his spiritual power and jump upwards.

But in reality, she stumbled forward and almost fell.

The girl from Jiangxi supported her and said with sympathy, "It seems that your body is really not well yet. You should go back to the dormitory and lie down for a while."

Xiao Han nodded, then followed the girl forward.

There were two memories mixed up in her mind, which really made her feel a little dizzy.

But which one is reality and which one is one’s own imagination?

Xiao Han decided to ask, "Is the typhoon over?"

The girl from Jiangxi glanced at her with even more pity in her eyes.

"Don't you remember anything? When the typhoon came, you were hit on the head by the strong wind, and a big bump appeared on your head. That's why the boss lady had to give you a day off."

She paused and said, "I think you should go to the hospital for a CT scan. Check carefully to see if you have any sequelae from the collision."

Xiao Han immediately refused, "No, thanks."

If traveling to another world to cultivate immortality was all her imagination, or a dream, then she would still be just a poor working girl, and she would not have the money to go to the hospital for a check-up.

Soon, they arrived downstairs of their factory dormitory.

The girl from Jiangxi still had to go to work, so she went to the garment factory.

Xiao Han walked slowly into the dormitory building alone.

Her skirt had a pocket, and when she touched it, she took out a key.

That's not right. She remembered that when she first traveled through time, she dripped blood on the key in order to find the space. Later, the key was found by the female warden in the prison. She didn't know whether the female warden took it away or threw it away. How come it came back to her now?

So, were those decades of cultivating immortals really just a very real dream?

She opened the dormitory door and saw the familiar bunk bed.

He walked naturally to his bed and lay down on the hard bed which was only covered with a bamboo mat.

She widened her eyes, staring blankly at the upper bunk, trying hard to recall the all-too-real dream of cultivating immortality.

So, was it really just a dream she had?

In her dreams, she could soar high in the sky on a flying sword, and she could swing her sword to kill monsters.

By the way, she has also killed people, which is not allowed in real life.

Xiao Han suddenly laughed at herself. In her dream, she was the financial director of the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

But in reality, she is just a working girl who has not even graduated from junior high school and is not even qualified to be a clerk.

In her dream, she made suggestions for the establishment of the Loose Cultivator Alliance and built the framework of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. She was an important contributor to the establishment of the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

But in reality, she is just an insignificant little person, living at the bottom of society, making a living by operating a sewing machine to earn a meager salary.

So, after experiencing the colorful life of cultivating immortals in the dream, becoming an important person and enjoying the life of a superior person, can I still continue to operate the sewing machine and be the most ordinary and common working girl?

Xiao Han just lay on the bed like that, not feeling hungry at all, and feeling a little dazed.

It felt like it was eleven or twelve o'clock in the middle of the night when the girl from Jiangxi who shared the same dormitory with me and two married female colleagues dragged their tired bodies into the dormitory together.

Perhaps because they saw Xiao Han lying there with her eyes closed, everyone thought she was fast asleep, so they moved very quietly and spoke in low voices.

The next morning, another busy day began.

The Jiangxi girl who slept on the upper bunk of Xiao Han got out of bed and saw Xiao Han's eyes wide open, so she asked, "Xiao Han, are you going to work today?"

Xiao Han jumped up and said, "I have to go. I feel much better now. It's time to go back to work."

In a small garment factory like theirs, workers are paid on a piece-rate basis, and the more they work, the more they earn. She didn't have the confidence to lie in bed and rest for too long.

She had thought it through clearly last night. If traveling to another world to cultivate immortality was really just a very clear and interesting dream, then she should stop dreaming and just go to work and continue sewing on the sewing machine.

In this modern society, she doesn't even have the chance to be a white-collar worker without a diploma.

But so what? She can still plan her life well, live a down-to-earth life, and live an ordinary life as a small person at the bottom of society.

She can buy medical insurance and social security for herself, and save money to buy a small house in the small county town of her hometown. It doesn't need to be big or luxurious, just enough for her to live in.

As for her family that favors boys over girls, she only needs to pay the alimony she is owed, and no more.

No matter whether it is the world of immortal cultivation in another time and space, or the modern era of technological civilization, all she has to do is try her best, keep her feet on the ground, and be the best version of herself.

The scene in front of him changed, and Xiao Han found that he was sitting cross-legged in the training room, holding the cold Soul Stone in his hand.

Although the Soul Stone looked a little damaged, it had not become a waste stone.

It seems that I passed the test of my inner demon in the Jindan stage very smoothly.

Looking inward at the golden elixir floating in his dantian and feeling the tremendous power in his body, Xiao Han couldn't suppress his inner joy. He grinned foolishly and walked out of the training room.

PS: Xiao Han finally overcame another difficulty and succeeded in forming a pill.

My friends, where are the flowers, the applause, and the screams?