This time, the crescent moon swallows quickly.

Qiu Hai's primordial god villain struggled and roared unwillingly, but his voice became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely into the whirlpool.

This primordial god, who hid the power of a thousand-year-old monk deep on the cliff, finally ended his life in such a way.

After swallowing the primordial spirit of Qiu Hai, the swirling whirlpool slowly fell into the woods under the cliff with the cold sky clouds.

Then, the crescent moon on his chest changed drastically again.

An extremely cold frost erupted from Han Tianyun's chest, instantly freezing him into an ice sculpture.

And the fire poison on his body was almost immediately triggered and burst out of his body.

For a while, Han Tianyun's body was like a winter ice lamp, constantly flashing with fiery red light.

The pain of the ice and fire in the cold pool under the waterfall finally interrupted his comprehension of spiritual sense, and he woke up with a miserable snort.

Then he heard a crunch in his chest, and the flesh on his body shook wildly.

Even in the sound of scorched flesh and blood, puffs of green smoke continued to rise from his chest.

Maybe it was in the month after Dunshan shattered his Zhihai, he repaired Zhihai every day in severe pain, and at this time, he felt that this unbearable severe pain in his chest was nothing more than that.

Therefore, the limit of human tolerance will continue to increase with the degree of suffering.

In this regard, sometimes the tenacity of life may be beyond human imagination.

In this process, it is not known whether the crescent moon acted intentionally or unintentionally.

From the small hole in his chest, wisps of spiritual consciousness continued to seep out, falling on Han Tianyun's forehead, feeding back to his sea of consciousness.

I have to say that the spiritual consciousness contained in this Qiu Hai's primordial spirit is too abundant, and its purity is far more than that of the 10,000-year-old blood lingzhi.

The slightest recharge alone allowed the lakes and streams in the cold sky to recover at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the wounds caused by the attack of Qiu Hai in the sea of consciousness were also quickly submerged by the spiritual sense, and in a burst of coolness, the burning feeling began to gradually disappear.

Soon, the streams and lakes in the cold sea were full.

More than ten minutes have passed, and the drastic changes of the crescent moon have not stopped, and the wisps of spiritual consciousness that have been leached out are still constantly stuffed into the sea of consciousness of the cold sky clouds.

A feeling of fullness after drinking a stomach full of water gradually filled Han Tianyun's consciousness.

But the spirit hasn't stopped.

Later, Han Tianyun moved smartly, and once again drained all the spiritual springs in the sea of knowledge, turning into white clouds one after another, floating above the sea of knowledge.

Then, the drained sea of consciousness can be replenished by absorbing the spiritual consciousness from the outside world again.

That's a great way to do it!

This is equivalent to making Han Tianyun's sea of consciousness suddenly larger, and the spiritual consciousness that can be accommodated instantly increased several times, even more than the peak of the Lingxi Realm.

Even if it is called unprecedented, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is no one before and no one after us!

With the replenishment of a large amount of spiritual knowledge, the sea of knowledge of Han Tianyun has changed again.

The white clouds blew a little drizzle, moistening the grassland and painting the lake, like a foundation on the delicate face.

A faint mist rose between the streams and lakes, wetting the green leaves and shyming the flowers and plants, like jade under a light veil.

For a while, it made people feel like a fairyland.

If this is an ink painting when the spiritual consciousness breaks through to the Lingxi Realm, then at this time, the painting will come to life.

Looking at this picture, Han Tianyun couldn't help but get excited.

He had already sensed that his spiritual consciousness had been sublimated to a certain extent, and that his future spiritual path had become a smooth path.

Of course, he deserves all of this.

Just think about how much soul pain and suffering he endured after crossing into this world, and you can understand why his spiritual sense has improved so quickly!

You see, there are two ways to practice spiritual consciousness in this world.

One is to take a large amount of elixir under the guidance of the correct exercises.

One is to put yourself in hell over and over again.

Temper your soul with pain......

And these two methods, Han Tianyun can be said to account for all of them.

The Jade Xiao Venerable's "Requiem Song" itself is a powerful exercise for cultivating spiritual sense, and he ate royal jelly when he was under the demon tree, and when he came here, he ate dendrobium and lingzhi.

As for the hellish pain, no one at his age has endured more than he has!

But when he thought of cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little gloomy.

In fact, how should his Lei Miao Spirit Root be quenched in order to grow, and there is no specific direction until now.

"After I go back this time, I must put more thought into this. He thought to himself.

It took another half an hour for the spiritual consciousness that escaped from the crescent moon in his chest to gradually stop.

And the clouds in his sea have completely stabilized.

As soon as he came back to his senses, he heard the crescent moon in his chest make another click, and then an extremely powerful aura rose.

A multicolored light rose into the sky, passing through the blood-red array in the sky, directly reflecting the entire sky dome into five colors.

"Huh?

On the periphery of the blood-red array, four monks who had cultivated to a powerful level had gathered at this time, and one of them, a middle-aged monk with a long sword on his back, pointed his finger at the multicolored light and shouted.

"Is there a peerless spirit treasure in the world?" the other three monks looked at each other and called out almost in unison.

"Hurry up and report to the abbot, please ask the Dharma Protector to lock this place down, and don't let the news leak out. A monk with a fat brain obviously has a good identity, and his face changed and he hurriedly ordered.

The middle-aged monk with the long sword on his back listened to his words, and hurriedly turned his head and shot towards the top of the Moon Mountain.

"Ahem! I am afraid that I can't hide such a big movement. A middle-aged monk with a handful of goatee looked thoughtfully at the colorful light in the sky, and couldn't help but shake his head and said.

"No wonder this blood spirit array was stimulated, it turned out to be guarding a peerless spirit treasure!" The fat monk opened his eyes wide, trying to see through the large array, trying to see clearly the location of the colorful emanation below.

"Yes, my Lei Ling Temple has this spiritual treasure, I'm afraid that my strength will go up again. The monk who had not spoken all this time was as thin as a monkey, and at this time, he looked at the bottom of the Great Array with greed in his eyes.

"Ahem! Such a peerless spiritual treasure, don't attract a strong enemy. The goatee monk said with a worried look on his face, frowning.

"Oh, Lao Mo, it's not me talking about you, you always look like you're worried, it's very annoying!" the fat monk rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

The goatee wanted to argue a few words, but at this moment, a figure flashed from the top of the mountain again, and a majestic voice came.

"Protector Zhou, quickly follow me to activate the mountain guarding array, and we must not let this light leak out. ”

"Well, this treasure must be extraordinary, and the light is soaring into the sky. ”

As the voice of an old man with vicissitudes of life sounded, a buzz suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, and a distant and mysterious aura reverberated throughout the Moon Mountain.

An earth-shattering array quickly completely enveloped Moon Mountain.

......

At this moment, Wu Yu, who was quenching his body in the power station on the other side of the river, was walking outside the house and poured a large bubble of urine into the river below.

He was a little worried about the safety of Han Tianyun in his heart, so he looked at the dark shadow of Yueshan on the other side of the river, and fell into thought for a while.

Who knew that the black shadow of the Moon Mountain on the other side of the river suddenly flashed and disappeared in his eyes.

Wu Yu rubbed his eyes inexplicably, and after looking at it for a long time, he didn't find the black shadow of Yueshan again, and finally he was a little suspicious of whether he was sleepwalking.

"Niang Xipi, this is too much quenching, and the brain is a little burned?"

He grunted back into the bungalow, dwelling no longer on the question, and soon fell asleep.