Chapter 304

The middle stage of the tribulation

"Well done, I will reward you handsomely, keep it up!"

Yan Qingyan held the brand new storage ring and watched the beautiful figure leave.

Back in the retreat room, Yan Qingyan sat at one end of the jade bed, Ling Mochen sat opposite her, with a pile of "treasures" between them.

"Let's do it one by one. Let's sort out the immortal crystals first."

Yan Qingyan used the most primitive method to count the fairy crystals one by one in her hand.

Put the numbered pile on one side and the uncounted pile on the other side.

When the uncounted pile was gone, Ling Mochen took out the fairy crystals from the storage ring he had just obtained.

The pile he counted took up too much space, so he used his and Qingyan's couple storage ring to put them in.

He and Qingyan had done such things countless times in the past in the Tianxuan Realm and in the original Xuangan Continent.

Counting spirit stones is Qingyan’s favorite thing to do.

Watching Qingyan count the spirit stones is also his favorite thing to do.

"I used to count spirit stones until my hands cramped, but now I count immortal crystals until my hands go numb!" Yan Qingyan's eyes sparkled and she smiled unconsciously.

Many people are like this. When they don't have much money, they will count a few spirit stones and a few taels of silver over and over again.

But when there are enough spirit stones to form a mountain, they become a string of numbers.

But if you carefully observe the changes in your mindset, you will sometimes discover that you never know at which moment you feel more satisfied and joyful.

Yan Qingyan wanted to keep these habits, keep every way that made her feel happy.

Although for cultivators, the higher their realm, the better their memory.

But if you don't deliberately savor memories, those precious memories may be buried somewhere in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

The longer you live, the deeper you are buried and the harder it is to find.

She felt very happy in this life, countless times happier than in her previous life.

I don’t want every moment of happiness to fade away, nor do I want it to blur and fade.

While wanting more, don't forget to enjoy what you already have, so that you can always be happy.

Ling Mochen sat quietly opposite with a smile on his face, looking at Yan Qingyan's familiar crescent-shaped eyebrows.

He recalled the days when the two of them huddled together in space.

At that time, they had an external enemy, the Yinhuang Sect, and they had to practice desperately to improve their realm as quickly as possible.

But more importantly, it is to avoid being hunted by enemies and live a carefree life in space.

At that time, he thought that it would be great if life in the outside world was the same as in this space.

Unexpectedly, the thousand years since he ascended to heaven had fulfilled his dream.

The two of them were having a blast counting the immortal crystals. After counting the immortal crystals, they counted the magic tools, and after counting the magic tools, they counted the spirit stones. There were also some miscellaneous elixirs, talismans, and formation plates...

Fairy Baicao is really generous!

"What is this? An invitation card to the Immortal Palace Competition?" Yan Qingyan took out an emerald green card with purple and gold runes on it.

"Before Fairy Baicao left, she said that the Immortal Palace holds a grand competition every thousand years, and anyone below the level of Half-Immortal can participate." Ling Mochen took the card and said calmly.

"Once a thousand years? We have been here for more than a thousand years." Yan Qingyan was puzzled. Why had she never heard of it?

"We missed the last competition." Ling Mochen shook his head, looking somewhat helpless. "That was because we rarely went out and happened to be in seclusion for a long time, so we paid less attention to news from the outside world. In addition, in this fairy palace, apart from the steward and Fairy Baicao, we have only seen the two guards who led us to ascend..."

"Because of the lack of information caused by staying at home," Yan Qingyan joked, "Looking at the time, there are still two hundred years left. When I come out of this retreat, I will be in time to catch up."

"Qingyan wants to participate?" Ling Mochen blinked.

"No, I won't go. You go." Yan Qingyan shook her head.

"Um, am I the only one?" Ling Mochen stared with hazy eyes, looking a little aggrieved.

"I'll cheer you on," Yan Qingyan pulled his hand and shook it, saying, "I really don't like competitions. I didn't like the previous competitions within the Yan family either."

"But the rewards for the competition are still very good. The top 100 will get some. We have been living comfortably in this spiritual field for so long, it's time to stretch our muscles."

"Okay." Ling Mochen agreed immediately after hearing this.

"Great! I really want to see how you perform in the competition. I will definitely record your performance with the photo stone!" Yan Qingyan raised her hands and cheered.

Ling Mochen looked at her with amusement, his cheeks slightly red.

The last sentence is probably the one I want to see the most.

At this moment, Ling Mochen thought about his spells, wondering which one would look better when cast?

It seems... they are all quite rough...

Ling Mochen fell into deep thought.

Yan Qingyan flipped through the storage ring again and finally counted the harvest this time.

"Mo Chen, take these contribution points to the treasure pavilion and exchange them for some seeds and pill recipes." Yan Qingyan pointed to the card recording the contribution points.

For some reason, Yan Qingyan always felt that these contribution points were empty and she would not be satisfied until she spent them as soon as possible.

Although this thing is similar to the points used for shopping in the mall before the end of the world in her previous life, and can be exchanged for things in the Treasure Pavilion, she really has an urge to turn the balance into zero for such virtual things.

"good."

Ling Mochen came back to his senses and chuckled, "Qingyan, these immortal crystals are enough to break through the early stage of the tribulation."

"Yes! Fairy Baicao also left two pills of Dao-breaking Pills, which can assist in the practice of the Crossing Tribulation Stage. I have a hunch that within a hundred years, we will be able to advance to the middle stage of Crossing Tribulation!" Yan Qingyan took a deep breath and murmured, "It's really not easy."

"I will definitely refine this broken pill and eat it like candy beans in the future." Ling Mochen muttered secretly as he looked at the pill.

"Haha, great! I really miss the days when I ate pills as candy beans!" Yan Qingyan pounced in front of Ling Mochen and hugged his neck.

"Let's go to the space and retreat!"

......

Time flies, and another two hundred years have passed.

Boom boom

Boom boom

In the empty retreat room, two figures, one blue and one red, suddenly appeared.

Yan Qingyan closed her eyes and sat cross-legged.

In the cabin in the space, when she sensed that she was about to be promoted, she pulled Ling Mochen out of the space.

Things like advancement are better done in the retreat room of the Great Thousand World.

The spirit gathering array in the room was running frantically, and the spiritual energy was so rich that it almost condensed into substance.

The restrictions around were buzzing, and the aura of advancement from the initial stage of tribulation continued to collide with these restrictions, but failed to create the slightest crack.

Yan Qingyan took out the Po Dao Pill given by the Fairy Baicao, thought about it, and put it back into the storage ring.

She felt that she could easily advance this time even without taking any pills.

The good fruits of these years were not eaten in vain!

Ling Mochen glanced at Yan Qingyan with a smile on his face.

With the body-building techniques from the treasure house of the immortals in the Great Thousand World and the nourishment of countless immortal fruits, he now feels that his foundation is as profound as that of the cultivators carefully cultivated by those large sects and families in the Tianxuan World.

No need for any external force.

"Congeal!"

Buzz——

For seven whole days, spiritual energy surged in the retreat room and the world was changing dramatically.

A powerful pressure quietly dissipated, almost bending the large number of spiritual plants in the spiritual field.

Yan Qingyan, middle stage of tribulation!

Ling Mochen, middle stage of tribulation!