On the seventh day of washing the marrow and cutting the bones, the calm pool water began to tumble like boiling water, and Samwu, who was floating quietly on the edge of the pool, opened his eyes and raised his hand to fly out a thumb-sized black wooden bottle, the mouth of which was sealed by runes. The dumplings flew up from Sam Wu's shoulders and landed on a hanger in the distance, and craned his neck and asked Sam Wu, "Are you sure the old Sam Tou wants to use it?"

Shenwu pinched the recipe with both hands, and the runes on the mouth of the bottle were scattered in the air, and a drop of green liquid slowly flew out of the bottle. Sam Wu's face was solemn, directing the liquid to fall above Mu Jun's lips, and the dango craned his neck to look at the vines that were frantically trying to pour in outside the window, they were like crazy addicts, and all the branches stretched out in the direction of the green liquid. Samwu's left foot lightly touched the air, and the invisible fluctuations spread out, and the vines outside the window shattered instantly, but the latecomers followed one after another, and although they would be shattered as soon as they approached this courtyard, they still did not hesitate.

Mu Jun, who knows the sea, has been settled in the soft touch like a mother these days, and the scene outside woke her up. As the green droplet approached her, she felt that the entire sea of consciousness was trembling, and the three souls and six spirits were crying out for danger, but she couldn't command her body.

Mu Jun, who was sleeping in the water, unconsciously opened her mouth, and the drops of water slowly fell into her mouth, and then closed her lips, and the vines around the house immediately stopped growing. And her entire sea of consciousness was trembling, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment, Mu Jun tried to calm herself. But the fear from the depths of her soul made her want to scream......

As soon as the green droplets entered the lips, they quickly seeped into the flesh and blood, and even the bones were stained. Before Mu Jun could recover from the cold feeling that suddenly swept over his body, an itch instantly penetrated the flesh and blood from the spinal cord along the bones, and Mu Jun wanted to reach out and scratch it. But...... She can't move!

But her consciousness could feel any subtle changes and touches in her body, and she had the illusion that her soul was itching, and she wanted to tear herself, to dig out the marrow inside the bone with her fingers, and she wanted to use a sharp knife to scrape off the flesh on the bone...... The water in the pond was boiling so much that Mu Jun lying on his back in the pool water was like meat in a soup pot, and he couldn't help himself.

Dango flew back to Samwu's shoulder, staring at every subtle change in Mu Jun with wide eyes, the green patterns on her face gradually dissipated, and her body slowly oozing black substance, which was then purified by the pool water. Tuanzi asked weakly: "If she hadn't been imprisoned, would she have already opened her skin and flesh at this moment?"

"Well, she will tear herself apart, and she will feel that this pain is kindness and relief!" Sam Wu's tone was flat, Tuanzi shrunk his neck, and began to rejoice that he was a bird cultivator, so he didn't have to suffer this sin, he really didn't dare to imagine his blood feathers flying.

Mu Jun fantasized again and again in the sea of knowledge to scrape the bones and stop the itch, and the pain became clearer and clearer, until it overwhelmed the itch and replaced the itch.

Mu Jun's divine sense quickly rushed through every spiritual vein in her body, like a trapped beast rampage, she saw that the blood vessels were bursting, every inch!

The spiritual veins have been broken, repaired, and broken over and over again......

Bones soften into fluid, and bone is disrupted, removed, and reborn......

The three souls and six spirits were struggling and wailing, desperately trying to escape from this body, but her consciousness was extremely clear and cold, she couldn't do anything, she could only suffer!!

Tuanzi stared at the dilapidated Mu Jun in the pool with big eyes, and the screams rolled back and forth in his throat, reaching his mouth and into the air, and it became a grunt...... Grunt...... Purr's broken sound. Shenwu's face was indifferent, his eyes did not leave Mu Jun for a moment, his divine sense locked on every subtle change in her, and he said to himself: Hold on, child...... Hold on......

Seventy thousand miles away in the Soul Palace, the soul cultivator Twilight floated cross-legged in front of a soul lamp, the green fireworks seemed to meet the wind and staggered, sometimes only faint flames could be seen, he supported his jaw, his fingers gently touched the flames that were about to be extinguished, and said to himself: "Poor little guy, it seems that he is being abused inhumanely, what a good luck!"

A huge beast's head appeared behind him, its huge red eyes staring at the pale green firework, and when it was about to go out, two red rays of light shot out of its eyes, merging into a beam that enveloped the entire soul lamp. Tibetan Twilight tilted his head and touched its head, smiling gently: "It seems that Xiaohong likes her very much!" Glancing at the soul lamp where the fireworks gradually stabilized, the beast head rolled its eyelids, slowly swam back to the pillar, and went around to continue making statues.

After three days, the fireworks of the soul lamp gradually grew larger and came back to life, and Twilight stared at the more green and clear fireworks, and the corners of her eyes were gently pulled up, forming a sharp arc: "What a beautiful color...... What a lucky little girl, people can't help but be jealous!"

The dark and mysterious hall echoed with the whispers of the young man, the soul coiled on the pillar, the eyes rolled back and forth under the eyelids twice, too lazy to open the eyelids and continue to be silent.

Mu Jun stared blankly at the roof with his eyes open, and the pain of washing the marrow and cutting the bones was like an aftermath that lingered around the beam for a long time, engraved in the bones and imprinted in the soul. The ball landed on her chest, tilted her head to look at her wooden eyes, and then lifted her eyelids to look at the roof, making sure there was nothing on it.

"Is she stupid?!" asked Danzi tangled as he floated in mid-air.

"It's just stupid...... "Sam Wu held a bowl of green liquid, his fingers were a little empty, Mu Jun's lips opened, the green in the bowl turned into a line, and all fell into it, Mu Jun swallowed instinctively. The green liquid entered her throat and turned into wood spiritual power and slid into her stomach, forming a green protective film, and the rest spread along the intestinal wall. If Mu Jun looked inward at this moment, he would find that all the organs of her body were swimming with green wood spiritual power.

"Will she hate us?" Dango jumped on Mu Jun's face, stretched out her pointed mouth to peck at her eyeball, and stopped at a grain of rice away from her eyeball, she didn't even move her eyelashes. Tuanzi was very melancholy, listlessly squatting on the bridge of Mu Jun's nose, closing his eyes and preparing to take a nap first. Sam Wu pinched the corners of the quilt for Mu Jun, and floated out slowly with his hands behind his back, it was time for him to patrol the mountains.

Mu Jun, who flew like a wandering soul in the sea of consciousness, drilled in and out of memory balls one by one, she seemed to have forgotten all kinds of the outside world, and occasionally remembered the pain of the previous few days, her soul would tremble. These days have made her deeply understand what it means to say that 'behind every piece of pie is accompanied by a huge effort'. At this moment, she didn't know whether it was worth it or not, but she was mentally prepared for the catastrophe that Xiuzhen might encounter in the future.

Time flew by quickly, and every day Tuanzi would bring back two beautiful flowers for Mu Jun from outside, which was told to him by the Black Qi Bird by the Nine Waist Lake. Heiqi said that every time his father brought back a flower to his mother, his mother was very happy and would allow him to go to the neighbor's house to play more. Tuanzi is a smart bird, and he decided to take this as an example to bring a few beautiful flowers to the stupid Mujun every day, maybe one day Mujun will not be stupid when he sees the flowers in a good mood.

The pink and white flowers that Dango brought back today have a faint fragrance, and Dango inserted one flower in a vase on the table, and the other was placed next to Mu Jun's pillow as usual. Tuanzi used its long red mouth to pull the quilt for Mu Jun, squatted in her ear as usual, closed her eyes and chattered to Mu Jun about which family added a new member by Jiuyin Lake today, and how much spiritual fruit wine was brewed by the old ginseng......

Mu Jun squatted in the corner of Zhihai, listening to the soft children's voice of the group, and unconsciously kneading the purple and black memory ball in his hand, which was loaded with all the pain and fear of the previous days. In a previous life, it was said that if you want to overcome the fear in your heart, you must have the courage to face it. Mu Jun had been holding the ball for three days, and she didn't know what to do to face it, but she knew that she couldn't let it go in the sea of knowledge. Otherwise, one day they will become demons who have advanced on the way to cultivation.

She had gone in three times, each time she retreated at the touch of a button, and when she exited, she would tremble uncontrollably and scream, she didn't like to lose control of herself like this. Today was the last time, and she was wandering through the memory balls with purple and black memory balls, hoping to find a way to dilute the pain and fear in the memory balls.

What do you need to heal pain and fear? People in previous lives said that they need love! But what kind of love is needed to soothe them? Mu Jun didn't know, she was thinking about what else could make her contempt for these pain and fears? Mu Jun found a small golden memory ball in the deepest part of the sea of knowledge, only the size of grapes.

Mu Jun had never seen such a beautiful golden color, and when she had been following her purple-black memory ball and seeing this golden ball, it was like meeting a natural enemy, and she fled quickly......

Mu Jun quickly drilled into the golden ball, and it took a long time to withdraw. Looking at the palpitating purple-black memory ball hiding in the corner of Zhihai, Mu Jun's expression was extremely strange, and she stuffed the small golden memory ball into the purple-black memory ball that was struggling. The golden ball fluttered slowly in the purple-black memory ball, and everywhere it went, the purple-black rushed in all directions, and Mu Jun seemed to hear it screaming in fear.

The purple-black memory ball became lighter and lighter until it became transparent, like a soapy bubble floating in the air, bursting with a 'snap', leaving not even a shadow. And the small golden ball that was just the size of grapes has increased in size to the size of a ping-pong ball, and the gold inside is dazzling.

Tuanzi has already sleepwalked out of the world, the stupid Mu Jun rolled his eyes, a smile appeared on his immature little face, tilted his head and rubbed Tuanzi's soft body, took a deep breath, and his heart was calm and clear. He sat up, covered the dumplings, got out of bed, put on his shoes, put on his coat hanging on a hanger, and walked out of the room with light steps.

The sun was shining outside, Mu Jun stood on the lawn, stretching her limbs, and she had a sense of comfort returning to the world after the catastrophe.

In the pavilion not far away, Sam Wu was concocting spiritual tea intently, and Mu Jun walked towards him with the corners of his mouth raised. Stepping into the pavilion, Mu Jun was dressed and saluted with a solemn expression: "But if you ask for something, you will do your best!"

"If you have a request, it's just a wish!" Samwu straightened up and returned the salute. Mu Jun nodded in agreement, then sat down at the table, took the teacup handed over by Samwu, took a sip, and praised: "Good tea!"

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