Chapter 290

Crystals in space

The spiritual herb, with its unique fragrance, passed through Yan Qingyan's nostrils.

The leaves of the Chaos Tree were blown all over the place by the two people's violent spiritual power, and floated in the wind on the two people like a thin quilt.

As the power of the Violent Pill became more and more apparent, the sound of the wind chimes became more pleasant, with a unique melody in the disorder, soothing the restless soul.

Yan Qingyan lay quietly, chatting with Ling Mochen about family matters from time to time, and heard the other party's responses of "um", "ok", "I'm here".

How can I describe this feeling?

Yan Qingyan smiled bitterly and helplessly. It was said that taking the Berserk Pill was the most exciting moment for cultivators who were naturally belligerent. They would exert strength several times stronger than before, allowing them to challenge and defeat powerful seniors at a higher level in a short period of time.

But before she could exert any strength, the opponent had already exploded. This energy was like a naughty child who didn't get his favorite toy. It was so painful.

Fortunately, Mo Chen still looked like nothing had happened.

But there are also benefits.

Yan Qingyan remembered that with Amu's help, she clearly sensed where the bottlenecks were in the middle and late Mahayana stages, and also clearly sensed the clear path to advance to the next two small realms.

It’s like a powerful person who has already cultivated to that stage suddenly goes back to the past at a certain time, his cultivation is gone but the experience remains.

This is a rare experience for Yan Qingyan.

Ling Mochen thought so too.

At the moment when he was sure that Yin Xing had self-destructed, he seemed to hear a soft "ding" sound, as if his brain, which had been in chaos for a long time, was shaken by a crisp bell sound, and the fog gradually cleared up.

His realm was loosened. Not long after he was promoted to the Mahayana stage, the bottleneck of the middle Mahayana stage had been loosened.

Just like Yin Siwen and Yin Bufan in the past, before coming to Tianxuan Continent, the Yinhuang Sect mentioned by Liuhuo gave him great psychological pressure, like a huge mountain pressing on his heart of Tao.

Even after arriving at the Tianxuan Continent and learning that the glory of the Yinhuang Sect was no longer there, this giant mountain only became slightly smaller and did not move away from his heart of Tao.

It was not until he was promoted to Mahayana that he clearly felt the lock of Qi connected with Yin Xing.

Until the two sides fought just now, I could clearly feel the gap between them narrowing.

Until Yin Xing suddenly exploded...

The mountain on his heart was completely removed. Ling Mochen felt that even if the effect of the Berserk Pill wore off, he would be able to quickly find out the path of cultivation ahead and advance to the next level.

The two of them closed their eyes quietly, carefully recalling the previous battle, not missing any details.

I don’t know how long it took, but the side effects of the elixir appeared.

Yan Qingyan opened her eyes, and this time she really felt like she had no desire to live.

"It hurts, it feels so fucking bad!" Yan Qingyan wailed.

"Qingyan, just be patient. The effect of the medicine will wear off after seven days." Ling Mochen comforted her in a hoarse voice.

"Seven days! NO!" Yan Qingyan wanted to cry but had no tears. This time she was really a worthless person. "It's useless, really useless!"

"It's not a waste. It will be of great benefit to us if we can get through this disaster safely. Maybe after seven days, we can reach another level." Ling Mochen comforted in a slow tone.

"Oh? You've figured out the trick, too?" Speaking of advancement, Yan Qingyan perked up again, and said weakly, "Let's see who advances first?"

"Qingyan..." Ling Mochen looked helpless. What was there to compare?

But it was rare to see Qingyan so interested, so he didn't want to discourage her.

"Okay," he said.

Time passed minute by minute, and the two of them lay on the lush spiritual grass for another seven days.

Yan Qingyan, who had never had such an experience before, made up her mind that she would never use this kind of elixir again even if she was beaten to death!

......

The weather is clear and the air is fresh.

In a week's time, the two salted fish were revived.

"Resurrection with full health!"

Yan Qingyan raised her hands high, wanting to do some radio gymnastics on the spot.

I thought so and did so.

"One, two, three, four..."

“Two, two, three, four…”

Ling Mochen stared with confused eyes.

What kind of approach is this?

"Mo Chen, how long will we stay in this space?" Yan Qingyan asked.

"Wait a little longer, at least stabilize the realm of the early Mahayana stage." Ling Mochen said.

"Three, two, three, four... I really want to stay here forever and not go out~" Yan Qingyan smelled the fragrance of spiritual plants that filled the space, her face intoxicated.

After being oppressed by the laws of the Ascension Tower for a thousand years, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Ling Mochen chuckled.

"By the way, Mo Chen, did you hear any sound?" Yan Qingyan stopped as if she suddenly remembered something.

"What's that sound?" Ling Mochen was puzzled. "Besides you and me, Ahidilu, Liuhuo and Amu, there are only spiritual plants here."

There are also wind chimes.

"When I just entered the space," Yan Qingyan touched her chin and frowned slightly, "I seemed to really hear a sound, 'ding ling ding ling', but it was not a wind chime."

The wind chime is a magical instrument that she and Mo Chen made together. As long as it senses the fluctuation of spiritual energy, it will make a sound, which has the effect of soothing the soul.

When the explosion was about to sweep over the two of them, the moment they entered the space, apart from the wind chimes, what other sounds would there be?

But that voice...

As if possessed by a ghost, Yan Qingyan looked at the unknown crystal in the space that had been placed in the center since she had just awakened in this life.

The crystal is crystal clear. When looking at it, the first word that comes to mind is: pure.

It stood quietly in the same place as Yan Qingyan had first seen it. There was no difference between them, but its presence was felt at all times.

"Crystal?" Ling Mochen was puzzled. He had been curious about this special crystal for a long time.

It looks no different from the crystal ornaments in the mortal world, the only difference is that it is more transparent, purer and more beautiful.

There is no fluctuation of spiritual power, nor any sign of soul power. It is just an exquisite ornament.

Yan Qingyan walked slowly to the crystal and asked tentatively: "What sound did you make before?"

Crystal didn't respond.

Yan Qingyan asked again, with a threatening tone, "No sound? Then I'll smash you to pieces?"

Crystal still didn't respond.

"Strange..." Yan Qingyan muttered, "What on earth are you used for? A product of the space, it shouldn't be just a useless decoration."

Ling Mochen was silent. "Perhaps, our expectations for space are too high."

I always feel that anything produced by Space must be high-quality.

Yan Qingyan shook her head, and suddenly her eyes rolled around, and she said in a mean way: "Mo Chen, if not... wait until we leave this space, why don't we take it out and try?"

Buzz——

As soon as Yan Qingyan said this, the crystal, which had been calm and motionless just now, suddenly made a strange buzzing sound.

As if in response to Yan Qingyan's words, the next moment, a brilliant light was emitted.

The two were shocked!