Chapter 283

My Turn

"Thunder!"

Yan Qingyan was surprised. She didn’t expect that she would have to go through the tribulation as soon as she opened her eyes?

Rockets can't go that fast, right?

"Qingyan, how are you?" Ling Mochen still looked a little dazed, as if he had just woken up from a dream, with his consciousness separated from his body.

"That's great. We are all going to pass the tribulation." Yan Qingyan took out the defensive array plates from the storage ring and quickly placed them around.

The thunder tribulation when advancing from the Fusion Stage to the Mahayana Stage is no joke. She needs to be fully prepared. The test of Dao heart is one thing, but she has to be able to survive the physical attack first.

The hand that threw the array disk was so fast that it left an afterimage, surrounding the two people and creating a super strong defense.

Ling Mochen felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. His consciousness was still a little dazed, as if his soul had flown out of his body by 10%, but was being pulled by his main soul and couldn't fly far.

Yan Qingyan looked up at the sky excitedly, with a face full of fighting spirit.

"Come on, my life is in my own hands!" Yan Qingyan roared passionately.

The sound was deafening, as if the Heaven had heard the provocation of an ant. Thunder was furious, and an extremely thick silver lightning exploded, mixed with unstoppable power, and struck down... on the head of a strange monk wearing a dark purple robe and holding a long sword.

Yan Qingyan, who was waiting to be struck: …

Ling Mochen who is not in the right state: ...

"It's not me who is undergoing the tribulation?" Yan Qingyan opened her mouth wide, looking as if she was struck by lightning.

The cultivator had a strong aura and was at the great perfection stage of the fusion stage. There was no trace of pretense, and it was obvious at first glance that he had a solid foundation.

His clothes were not much different from the common clothes in Tianxuan Continent, but the aura on his body was very similar to that of the people Yan Qingyan had seen before.

An ascender, or an early ascender at that.

Yan Qingyan's newly ignited fighting spirit faded away, and she silently put away the formation plate and pulled Ling Mochen back.

Sensing the gazes of the monks around her, Yan Qingyan subconsciously used a concealing spell, wishing she could become invisible and escape from the scene.

It was so embarrassing that she almost dug out a small world with her toes.

Ling Mochen's mouth twitched, and he wondered why it was so strange. The center of the thunder was not above their heads, so it was obvious that the cultivators who were going to endure the tribulation were not them.

It was just that he had just regained consciousness, and Yan Qingyan stated in a firm tone that they were about to overcome a tribulation, so he ignored the strangeness for a moment.

"Venerable Tyrant is actually the first person to awaken from the Dao Heart Trial. He is indeed a rare genius among billions in the small world."

"It will be of great benefit for us to watch him overcome the tribulation. Stand back three feet!"

"As the thunderbolt strikes, the restraints of the Ascension Tower weaken. Retreat quickly!"

"Who is that woman? How could she be so...arrogant?"

“…”

Yan Qingyan heard someone complaining about her in a low voice, but everyone present was a great cultivator in the fusion stage, and they could hear even the smallest voice clearly.

The corner of Yan Qingyan's mouth twitched. Arrogant?

If the cultivators in the Tianxuan Realm hadn’t had such a limited vocabulary, what he wanted to say just now was... two, right?

"What's wrong with being arrogant? After this fellow Taoist is promoted, I will be the next one." Yan Qingyan said unconvinced.

This one sentence once again attracted countless inquiring eyes.

Ling Mochen pursed his lips and stroked his forehead with one hand.

The two of them retreated to the area covered by the dark clouds and began to look carefully.

If you can watch a 'preview' before officially going through the tribulation, it would be a great opportunity.

"Mo Chen, did you hear some questions before?" Yan Qingyan looked ahead but brought up another topic.

She felt like she had a long dream, a very long dream, so long that when she woke up, she felt a sense of fear in her heart.

If the thunder had not appeared, would she have died in her dream?

Ling Mochen nodded, "I seemed to 'dream' of a pure white space, with a mysterious voice constantly asking me questions in my ears. Perhaps it was a test of the Dao Heart from the Ascension Tower."

Questioning one's mind can make the spirit clear and bright.

Where I came from and where I am going, everyone has their own explanation.

Such questioning is only to remove the fog above the heart of Tao and to know oneself and to enlighten one's mind.

"Me too!" Speaking of the 'Dao Heart Test', Yan Qingyan said excitedly, "That voice kept nagging and nagging, asking questions one after another without end. It was the peak of annoyance!"

She didn't like being asked questions very much, and she never did.

Especially that voice that kept asking for a long time, so long that she forgot the time, but she couldn't sleep and couldn't block it out, just like when she woke up early and heard the renovation next door, the sound couldn't be blocked out.

She clenched her fists, her eyes showing a strong murderous intent, "If I knew where that sound came from, I would definitely sew his mouth shut!"

Ling Mochen: ...

That voice is most likely not physical.

He took out a magic weapon and was slightly surprised to see the number displayed on it, but he also felt that it was very reasonable.

He seemed to be asked many questions, some of which were not sorted out clearly and were even asked thousands of times.

Thinking of his unconscious answer, Ling Mochen looked at Yan Qingyan with tenderness in his eyes.

There is no time limit for cultivating immortals, but life will eventually come to an end.

He didn't want to be like other immortal cultivators, who practiced for the sake of realm and immortality throughout their lives.

He wanted to capture every tender moment around him, wrap it in his hands and take good care of it. Even if he reached the end of his life one day in the future, he could tell himself without regret that he had no regrets in his life.

Yan Qingyan calmed down and decided not to think about those unpleasant experiences. She looked at the person who was undergoing the tribulation in front of her and exclaimed: "After only one Dao Heart Test, this person has reached the level of tribulation. He is indeed an ascender with extraordinary talent."

"Qingyan, do you know how long it has been since the Dao Heart Test?" Seeing that his Taoist partner still looked like he had just had a nap, Ling Mochen couldn't help but remind him.

"Hmm? How long? A few years? Or decades?" Yan Qingyan asked casually.

Ling Mochen took out a timing device and reached out silently.

Yan Qingyan lowered her head and her body froze.

millennium!

A thousand years? !

She had actually been wandering in the Ascension Tower for a thousand years, which in the outside world would have been a hundred years!

"Hiss—damn it!" A thousand years of life was gone in a sleep!

The Ascension Tower is so terrifying!

......

Boom boom

The veteran ascender, Lord Tyrant, is coming to the end of his tribulation.

A beam of rosy light shone on him, like a guiding light from the upper realm, but everyone knew that this was just the rule of the Ascension Tower, which would send those who advanced to the center of the next level of the Ascension Tower.

His figure slowly rose until he disappeared, but his aura of advancement dissipated everywhere, bringing great benefits to the cultivators around him.

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen were frantically absorbing the energy dissipating from the surroundings, as if it were the lingering echo of a gift from heaven. After only refining it for a short while, Yan Qingyan vaguely felt the barrier of the realm.

The monk has left, but the thunderclouds have not dissipated.

Next, another cultivator underwent tribulation, one after another, and it was too much to handle.

Yan Qingyan's eyes widened as she stared, and another three hundred years passed.

After watching other fellow Taoists "ascend" again, the powerful force of the thunder finally fell on the heads of the two.

Yan Qingyan burst into tears.

Finally...it's her turn!