There is a limit to the soul consciousness that can be cultivated at each age stage.

People between the ages of five and ten can cultivate to the seventh level of soul consciousness.

From the age of ten to fifteen, you can practice from level seven to level twelve.

Those aged 15 to 18 can practice from level 12 to level 18.

Only when you are twenty years old can you complete the remaining two levels.

Arranged in order, white soul crystals can only have seven levels of soul consciousness, orange and yellow soul crystals can only have twelve levels of soul consciousness, and black soul crystals can only have eighteen levels.

But he saw the red soul crystal in Feng Jinghua's body. What did that mean?

She can directly skip the previous stages of soul consciousness and directly cultivate twenty levels of soul consciousness.

That is such an abnormal physique. From ancient times to the present, no one has ever had a soul crystal that turned red when it appeared.

Just when he was about to take a deeper look, a powerful force rushed out of her body.

He suddenly felt a burning pain in his fingertips, causing him to immediately let go of his hand.

There is no other force in the world today that can compete with him.

Demons, demons, gods or immortals!

No, there is nothing he can do about all of these.

Then she...

He looked back at the golden egg that had stopped spinning but was still floating in the air.

"Crack!" The golden egg shell exploded at this moment.

The outer shell flew away in all directions, causing the windows and doors to crackle.

There are also some that are not resistant to beating and fall directly to the ground.

The intense light struck instantly, making people unable to open their eyes.

Feng Jinghua's open eyes also slowly closed.

When the light dissipated, a "click, click, click" sound came from the room.

Feng Jinghua's consciousness also slowed down, and when Feng Qianchen saw her mother waking up, she didn't have time to pay attention to the strange sound coming from her.

She immediately threw herself into Feng Jinghua's arms and cried, "Mommy, let's go home. Don't live here anymore. It's so scary."

Hearing Feng Jinghua's painful and desperate cry just now, Feng Qianchen's fearful heart almost jumped out of his throat.

He had never thought about losing his mother, nor did he dare to think about it.

But in this dangerous place, Feng Qianchen was afraid, not of death, but of the people closest to him leaving him.

Feng Jinghua raised his hand, gently rubbed Feng Qianchen's little head, took him into his arms, and comforted him for a moment.

Then he slapped Feng Qianchen's crying face and said, "Chen Bao, have you forgotten what mother told you?"

"Mother." Feng Qianchen called him in a sweet voice, looking at Feng Jinghua who was safe and sound with clear eyes, holding the clothes on Feng Jinghua's arms tightly with both hands.

When Feng Jinghua saw this, her heart tightened and she hugged the little baby into her arms again.

Feng Qianchen calmed down after feeling his mother's breath.

He rubbed his face in her arms, relying on her arms and unwilling to let go of her.

Duanmu Lin felt very sad to see this guy. He was already such a big man and yet he still acted like a spoiled child to his mother.

At this time, the "click-click" sound became louder and louder.

The three of them also recovered from the shock just now. Among them, Feng Qianchen reacted the most.

Because the "click-click" sound came from the direction where his backpack was placed.

He suddenly left Feng Jinghua's arms, causing Feng Jinghua's mouth to twitch a few times.

Sure enough, the money is the biggest!

The three of them all turned around and looked at the money bags scattered around the table.

In the pile of money, a little thing that looked like a chicken but had fiery red feathers appeared out of nowhere. Feng Qianchen took the money bag and pulled it out with his small mouth.
Chapter completed!