A week later, Chang Ling drank a second bowl of liquid.

The pain struck again, and she held her breath and silently endured the tearing pain.

She collapsed on the couch, silently feeling the mellow medicinal power circulating among her limbs.

It really hurts.

She tilted her head, but didn't have the strength to lift her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

......

Again and again, the concept of time has been blurred in Chang Ling's place, and the only thing that can remind her is the burden of medicinal herbs that is gradually empty.

As she crushed the last pile of herbs and poured boiling water, she exhaled a long breath and couldn't help but smile on her face.

It's finally going to be finished.

The last bowl of liquid medicine was in her stomach, but there was no severe pain like a hundred times before, she only felt warm all over her body, and an indescribable feeling of comfort made her can't help but squint her eyes and indulge in it.

Little by little, scattered points of light gradually appeared in front of her eyes, and those points of light continued to expand, and new points of light emerged, and after a while, she saw hundreds of points of light scattered and scattered, exuding a shining light.

There seemed to be several golden threads connecting the various points of light, and the gold threads were getting wider and more condensed.

Soon, twenty golden threads connecting the points of light emerged one by one, and a complete and magnificent 'picture' appeared in front of her eyes.

This, this is ......

In an instant, the shocking picture dissipated from her consciousness, and she opened her eyes to see a completely different world.

There were thin wisps of white mist lingering in the air, she raised her hand gently, and the white mist burrowed into her body, and she could clearly feel the wisps of mist constantly swimming, and finally settled in the dantian.

"Moonfall! This ......"

"Chang Ling, congratulations, you have successfully opened your pulse. Luoyue said with relief.

Chang Ling didn't count the days, he remembered it clearly, three whole years.

There are more than 100 bowls of liquid medicine, and each bowl is extremely dangerous.

He forgot how many times he had called Chang Ling's name, and how worried he was when the girl fainted.

Luoyue couldn't help but think of his old friend, it turned out that he was also so difficult back then.

Chang Ling shook off his numb limbs, stood on the ground, gently traced his height on the wall with his hand, and drew a black mark with a carbon sheet.

"I've grown taller again. She said happily.

"Chang Ling, after all, three years have passed. Luoyue said with emotion.

Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, sighed, and said a little gloomily: "It's been so long." ”

It took three years for her to succeed, which is not a gratifying achievement.

But then she spread her hands quite relieved, which was already a big step for herself.

There is such a big event as the success of opening the pulse, except for the falling moon, she couldn't find anyone to share the good news for a while.

She found the dusty sound bell from the cabinet.

It's been three years, and the bell hasn't rang once.

Master, I guess you're still in retreat...... She carefully wiped the dust off the bell and put it back in the cupboard.

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"It's a success, it's not bad, keep working hard. ”

This is, this is the voice of the Master!

Chang Ling's eyebrows added a hint of excitement, and she nodded heavily.

It's quite a bit of a feeling of raising eyebrows.