The alien beast pill turned into pure spiritual power, as if countless scattered light dust were penetrated into Chen Shu's body.

This is the essence of the eighth-level alien beast. It is far from the sixth-level human body that can be received safely. Therefore, in his body, it appears arrogant and irritable. Even a simple movement will bring him the pain of the meridians shattering inch by inch. When it begins to work, it will be like flesh and blood shattering one by one.

Chen Shu closed his eyes so tightly, and his facial features became distorted.

I thought it would be painful enough when I was promoted to level 6, but I didn’t expect it to be more painful this time than last time.

This kind of pain that penetrates the soul has exceeded the limit that normal people can bear. If it were not for a person with a firm mind, they might be suffering to death.

While trying to stay awake and fight against pain, Chen Shu also had to free up his mind to attack the spirit lock, and he could not stabilize his body in this situation. He could no longer care about what posture he was in the quiet room now, and he only vaguely felt that he was falling to one side.

It's like a broken bone.

As for which side it is.

I can't tell the difference earlier, I can't control it.

I just felt like I was falling into a soft place. Someone held me in his arms and gently and carefully wanted to smooth my eyebrows.

But how can it be smooth?

...

But how can it be smooth?

Ning Qing was also thinking about this question.

She has felt it, but she has never felt it.

At that time, she did not close her perception of pain, but the upper limit of the perception of pain by heaven and man is far lower than that of humans, not to mention that the pain caused by the eighth-level alien beast pill is far more than that of the seventh-level alien beast pill. She really doesn't know how painful Chen Shu is now.

"stupid……"

Ning Qing looked down at him.

She had said a few days ago that she could use the secret sect to transfer all the pain he had endured to herself, and half of it would be fine. This actually does not affect the process of using the alien beast pill to assist in impacting the spirit lock. Instead, it could make him focus on breaking the spirit lock. Perhaps the effect could be improved, but he was unwilling to do so.

Ning Qing knew him naturally—

This person neither felt sorry for her nor was he showing off. He just simply did not believe in evil and wanted to try how painful it was.

Do you know now?

Ning Qing thought so, and when he saw sweat oozing from his face, his expression softened. He reached out to get a tissue from the air to wipe his sweat away.

...

The sun sets on the top of the mountain.

The dark curtains reflected golden light spots, and the light penetrated into the quiet room with difficulty, reflecting two figures.

The time inside seems to have been frozen for a long time.

The spiritual power of the alien beast pill was gradually exhausted, and the effect had already taken effect. The spiritual effect of the auxiliary potion was completely covered by the light of the alien beast pill. The shackles in the dark shook repeatedly but still persisted under wave after wave of impact.

Chen Shu was already extremely tired.

This was expected.

High-level is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

The experience of success when level 5 is promoted to level 6 cannot be replicated this time.

Even the top genius of each era is not uncommon to stay at the peak of the sixth level for decades. Whether it is the contemporary leader of the Spirit Sect or the contemporary sword master, the Bodhisattva of Responsible for Tribulation, who has become a Buddha, is the protagonist of the last great era, and has stayed at the peak of the sixth level for twenty-two years, of which at least ten years have stayed at the peak of the sixth level.

One success is destined to be a delusion.

This failure will not be gone.

In fact, it is not a simple promotion failure, or it is not a failure, it is a meaningless act.

Each formal impact is equivalent to long-term asceticism and polishing. In this process, the Spirit Sea Lock gradually becomes fragile, while the Spirit Sea becomes stronger and stronger. In essence, it is an act that replaces the time of a lot of asceticism and polishing. Using the alien beast pill saves a long time.

In fact, if Chen Shu didn't try to use the strange beast pill today and then use it after a few years of hard work, there would be great hope of success.

But since there are two alien beast pills, there is naturally no need to save money.

After a moment—

Chen Shu used the only trace of sobriety to sort out the gains of this impact, so as to avoid forgetting when waking up, and then he could no longer hold on and lose consciousness.

Ning Qing still hugged him in his arms, looking calm.

He reached out to call Huan Yuan Dan, pinched his mouth and stuffed it in. Huan Yuan Dan suddenly turned into a gentle spiritual effect. Just as it was trying to escape from his mouth, a white and tender slap was pressed on it and blocked it back.

Ning Qing stopped and thought for a while, stared at his forehead-

It's all sweaty, so I won't kiss you.

Then she put him flat and let him lie on the cushion, then sat cross-legged beside her, closed her eyes and entered into a state of meditation.

...

The stars gather and disperse, and the morning sun comes back.

Another day passed.

Chen Shu finally opened his eyes.

Almost at the same time, Ning Qing, who had no food or drink, opened her eyes for two days and nights, and her eyes were full of indifference. She glanced at Chen Shu and then realized from his movements and expressions that he was not normal, so she spoke out, still in a faint tone:

"Mr. Chen, what's your surname this time?"

"You...who are you? Where is this? Why is it dark?" Chen Shu turned his head and looked around.

"Ba~"

Ning Qing snapped his fingers and the lights in the room lit up.

She was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, dressed in a simple and slim figure, with a bun on the back of her head, showing her slender and fair neck, and looked up at Chen Shu who stood up but fell to the ground because of her incongruity:

"Your girlfriend."

"Who? Whose girlfriend?"

"What's your name?"

“emmm…”

"If I want to have malice against you, you will have died long ago."

"Okay, my name is Chen Shu."

"Call Chen Shu..." Ning Qing pursed her lips, looked at him, and asked again, "How old is this year?"

"Eleven."

"Then see who I am."

"Who are you……"

The man approached her and took a closer look.

As if he had seen something, he blinked his eyes, and gradually became confused on his face, and then became disbelief:

"Are you Qingqing?"

Ning Qing was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a calm expression, and only said to him:

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"How could you... be possible?"

“There is a mirror on the left.”

“!!”

Chen Shu stared at herself in the mirror, gradually opened her eyes wide, and turned to look at her again: "Why am I so old? Why have you grown so old? Why haven't you changed much after you grow up? Why have I become ugly?"

"Come one by one."

Ning Qing looked up and looked at him: "You have hit the seventh level, and various sequelae have caused you to fall into a coma. Now you are awake and not fully awake. It seems that your current memory is probably only at the age of eleven, so it is not that we have grown up, but that you have temporarily retreated. As for the appearance we grow up, what you see now is how we grow up. If you are not satisfied with your appearance, you can go back and question your uncle and aunt, don't ask me."

"How old are we now?"

"It's almost twenty-four."

"I'm in the seventh level of twenty-fourth? Are you lying to me that I have never read books or read news?"

“All kinds of coincidences and arrangements have made the present.”

"Then... are we married?"

“Not yet.”

"Are you in love?"

“In talks.”

"Oh yes, you just said you are my girlfriend." Chen Shu patted his head, paused, and asked another question of concern, "How is our relationship now?"

"For me, it's not much different from when I was eleven, but to outsiders, it should be better than when I was a child." Ning Qing replied lightly.

"Where is Xiaoxiao?"

“Outside.”

"Has she changed for a long time?"

"How old are she in your memory?"

"Age eight or nine years old...right..."

"Your memory is confused. She was only six when you were eleven. But it doesn't matter. She is now nineteen, six or eight or nine years old. There must be some difference in her appearance at that time and now."

"Does it look... good-looking?"

"nice."

"What about comparing with you?"
To be continued...