The upper fan of the millstone is connected to the sky, and the lower fan presses the earth. There is an almost invisible gap between the two fans.
The millstone is completely black, and its surface is covered with densely packed runes. As the millstone rotates, the runes flow slowly.
Round, round, and round.
It rotates very slowly, so slowly that you can hardly see it moving.
But Zhou Qi can feel that power.
It's a kind of tyrannical force similar to the ancient times. It's hard to explain its origin, but it looks like it has a palpitating feeling like a phobia of giant objects.
Zhou Qi swallowed.
He opened his eyes and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
It has been more than two years since he felt this way. Ever since he entered the Golden Core Realm realm, no one can threaten him.
But now this feeling of heart palpitations is like a constant reminder that Zhou Qi this millstone is extremely dangerous.
This thing...
Do you really want to send your Mental Power in?
Zhou Qi hesitated for a while.
It hurt on the one hand, after all, the booklet only contained three pages of warnings.
I'm even more worried that if I can't stand it any longer, I'll become a fool and the fun will be over.
But this thing is in front of me now, and it would be a pity not to try it.
Zhou Qi gritted his teeth.
"Done."
He closed his eyes and visualized again.
The millstone appeared again in the darkness, reaching into the sky and the earth, with runes flowing.
Zhou Qi takes a deep breath, sinks his mind into the Mud Pellet Palace, mobilizes Mental Power, and slowly approaches the millstone.
Mental Power is intangible and insubstantial, but in his visualization, it is a thin silver thread extending from the center of his eyebrows, floating towards the huge millstone.
Close.
The silver thread touched the edge of the grindstone.
The millstone is still spinning, round and round, slowly and steadily, as if nothing has happened.
Zhou Qi hesitated for a moment, then became furious and sent the entire Mental Power silk thread into the gap between the millstones.
A moment.
The sky collapsed.
Pain comes like destruction.
Zhou Qi felt like his brain was split in the middle and then cut back and forth with a rusty saw.
It's like eating a monkey's brain, removing the top of the skull and pouring hot oil on the brain.
He has no control over his body now.
I couldn't scream or move.
You can only endure it.
The millstone is still turning.
The silver thread was ground between the millstones, like wheat being ground into flour.
With every turn, a layer of Mental Power is peeled off, crushed, and turned into nothingness.
That feeling cannot be described in words.
Zhou Qi's consciousness began to blur.
He felt like a stone being thrown into a millstone, being ground, ground, and pressed, getting smaller and smaller and disappearing bit by bit.
The silver threads representing his Mental Power have all been crushed.
A void.
Zhou Qi's consciousness is floating in nothingness, like a wisp of smoke.
The next step requires condensation.
Gather quickly!
He kept reminding himself.
He has almost forgotten who he is now.
With the last glimmer of clarity, he desperately tried to put the pieces together.
Slowly, the fragments began to come together on their own.
Reunited.
At that moment, Zhou Qi opened his eyes suddenly.
He was panting heavily, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
My hands are shaking, my legs are shaking, and even my teeth are chattering.
The extreme feeling of weakness came over him like a tide, and he felt like he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.
He leaned against the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and breathed for a long time.
The heartbeat slowly calms down.
Breathing gradually becomes even.
He opened his eyes and called up System Panel.
[Current Mental Power:10.5 (affects practice efficiency by 105%)]
Increased by 0.5.
Zhou Qi looked at the number and was silent for a moment.
"It's really useful..."
But it hurt too much.
He couldn't help but shudder when he thought of what he had just seen in his visualization.
He didn't want to experience that feeling of his soul being crushed again in his life.
He took a deep breath, reached for the first box and opened it.
Three Golden-Patterned Fruit lie quietly on the dark red velvet cloth. The pale golden peel glows with a warm luster under the candlelight, and the sweet aroma is assailed.
Zhou Qi did not hesitate, picked up one and put it in his mouth.
The pulp melts in your mouth and slides down your throat like a warm liquid.
There is no taste, or the taste is too bland, so bland that you can hardly taste it.
But after the warm liquid slipped into the abdomen, a mysterious feeling rose from the Dantian and went straight to the center of the eyebrows.
He felt that his Mental Power was recovering.
The pain just now has also recovered a lot, like dry land encountering sweet rain, greedily absorbing every ounce of warmth.
Zhou Qi feels like he is between reality and illusion.
I don't know how long it took.
The warm light gradually dissipated.
The sense of mystery fades.
Zhou Qi came back to his senses and looked down at his hands.
No more shaking.
He called up System Panel.
[Current Mental Power:11.5 (affects practice efficiency by 115%)]
Zhou Qi's eyes lit up.
Awesome.
One spiritual fruit, 1 point Mental Power.
He glanced at the two remaining Golden-Patterned Fruits in the box, picked up the second one and stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation.
The same warmth, the same warm light, the same sense of mystery.
But this time, the effect was obviously not as good as the first one.
The warm light is darker and lasts shorter.
After the sense of mystery subsided, he checked the system.
[Current Mental Power:12.4 (affects practice efficiency by 124%)]
Increased by 0.9.
Zhou Qi frowned slightly and picked up the third one.
The effect of the third one is even worse.
The warm light was weak, and the mysterious feeling disappeared in a flash, as if I woke up from a nap.
[Current Mental Power:13.2 (affects practice efficiency by 132%)]
Increased by 0.8.
Three spiritual fruits, the first is 1 point, the second is 0.9 points, and the third is 0.8 points.
Zhou Qi leaned on the head of the bed, looked at the numbers on the panel, and understood clearly.
Drug resistance.
This kind of heavenly materials and earthly treasures has the best effect the first time you take it, and then it decreases gradually.
Next time I take Golden-Patterned Fruit, it will probably reach 0.7.
He withdrew his gaze and looked at the last box.
On the gold foil in the middle of the box, a small group of Enlightenment Tea lies quietly, the leaves are curled like a spiral, and the silvery white hairs shine finely in the candlelight.
The aroma of tea wafts out from the box, it is elegant and long-lasting, making you feel refreshed and refreshed.
Zhou Qi took a deep breath and inhaled the fragrance of tea into his lungs, feeling that the fatigue from the past few days had dissipated a bit.
He shouted toward the door.
"Here comes someone."
The sound of footsteps came from a distance and soon arrived at the door.
The maid's voice came from outside the door, a little cautiously.
She just heard some strange movements in the room, like comfortable moans...
"Mr. Zhou, what are your orders?"
"Get a pot of hot water."
"Yes."
The sound of footsteps faded away.
Not long after, the maid came back with a small copper pot, knocked on the door, entered, and placed it on the table according to Zhou Qi's instructions.
After the maid left, Zhou Qi pinched a handful of Enlightenment Tea from the box and put it into the cup.
The tea leaves fell into the bottom of the cup, making a slight rustling sound.
Hot water is poured into the cup, and the tea leaves tumble and stretch in the water.
The aroma of tea spread instantly.
It is thicker and more intense than before, like an invisible breeze blowing slowly in my mind.
That feeling is more direct and intense than any refreshing pill.
He looked down at the pale golden tea soup in the cup. The tea soup was clear and translucent, with a few stretched tea leaves floating on the surface, like a flat boat with leaves.
The aroma of tea is still spreading.
Zhou Qi was worried that the effect would be affected if the aroma lingered for too long, so he picked up the tea cup and drank it directly with the tea leaves.