Jun Cha watched how the Jiuli people voluntarily entered the memorial monument from the ancient times, and how they struggled to come up with the memorial monument.

I can only sigh that the people of the Jiuli Wu clan are unlucky, and choose the monument as a place to shelter the bloodline, although they know that it is difficult to enter the monument again, but they never expected that the monument as a fragment of the immortal weapon, after the polishing of time, will actually regard the things that enter the body as one, and establish an inseparable connection with it.

Jun Cha looked back at Wuxun, and ate the Rejuvenation Fruit given by Su Moyan, and his eyes were a little more aura. It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, Jun Cha looked at Wuxin, and Wuxin's eyes reflected the picture displayed in the memorial space.

Subsequently, the fog that made up the vision dissipates and reassembles again to form a new picture.

A rickety figure of less than 1.5 meters formed from the mist, holding a medicine jar symbolizing her identity in her hand, followed by several lively and active children.

One of them looks like the current Wuxin!

And that rickety figure is Meng Jun, who sent Jun tea not long ago!

Su Moyan and Ah Hua couldn't help but look back at Wuxun behind them, with inquiry and in-depth investigation in their eyes.

In the picture, Meng Jun lives in a peaceful mangrove forest with several children until they reach the age of six, and when they are six years old, Meng Jun tattoos the totem of the Jiuli Wu clan with a silver needle.

Take them to walk in the mangrove forests that will never be able to step out, teach them how to cultivate, prepare medicinal baths for them every day, and tell them stories about the outside world that they heard from their ancestors.

Until the age of eighteen, the trees in the mangrove forest had an extra ring of annual rings, and time passed another round of zodiac, and Meng Jun personally made the children who had been raised by his side for more than ten years into the living dead that year.

Wuxun beside him watched him being turned into a living dead by his own hands when he was eighteen years old, and his eyes revealed not resentment or sadness, but only perseverance.

After that, Meng Jun picked Han Ye, who had the fastest awakening of consciousness, and sent Han Ye out at the cost of all his vitality.

The picture ends when Han Ye is sent out of the mangrove forest by Meng Jun, and the fog that makes up the picture disperses again.

The emerald green round leaves that had originally fallen in the mist floated up from the mist, circled around Wuxun, and then drifted away leisurely, disappearing into everyone's eyes.

Wuxun, who had been standing behind him, walked to Jun Cha's side with stiff legs, opened his mouth that had not been opened for a long time, and whispered a word in Jun Cha's ear.

Jun Cha looked stunned and set his eyes on Wuxin.

He took out one of his two remaining soul nourishing trees from his storage bag and handed it to Wuxing.

Wuxin took the soul nourishing wood in Jun Cha's hand and walked into a dense fog that could not be dissolved.

Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, Jun Cha smiled bitterly.

Meng Jun wants to use the power of the monument to turn a living person into a person who reads the monument, so that the monument is Wuxin, and Wuxin is the monument.

It's just that the monument was originally a small fragment of the immortal artifact, although it was broken and could not give birth to the spirit of the instrument, but after the polishing of time, it was still a little hazy and ignorant consciousness, and Wuxin wanted to devour this consciousness and become the spirit of the monument, I am afraid it is not simple.

After all, it is the consciousness of the fragments of the immortal weapon, and the power is always strong, and devouring the consciousness of the immortal weapon, casting the spirit of the artifact with the soul of a person is unheard of in Xuanlan.

Once Wuxin fails, a few of them have little chance of coming up with a memorial monument, and maybe even die of old age in the memorial and become a part of the memorial in the end.

Meng Jun's abacus was crackling.

To put it bluntly, you will give birth to my child, and when my child dies, you will die.

The current Juncha grinds his back molars and watches Wuxin enter the dense fog.

"Senior Sister Su, Senior Sister Ahua, wait for Wuxin to come out. The current situation is that we are born without life, and we are dead. ”

Su Moyan has a space spirit that has lived for an unknown amount of time, and he also has some understanding of the current situation, and that person is afraid that he will become the instrument spirit of the monument, and only a few of his own people can go out.

Even if that person fails, he still has space, and he has at least a better chance of getting out.

He sat down in front of the fog.

As for Ah Hua, after the failure to fight for the heart of Jianmu just now, he seemed to have an understanding, and took out a yellowed book to read, and his eyes never left the book.

Jun Cha, who was sitting next to Ah Hua, glanced at it, it was a play.

Suddenly, Ah Hua's aura beside him changed, and a sudden epiphany came.

Jun Cha's eyes were full of surprise, what kind of operation is this, in this case, you can have an epiphany by reading a book!

Similarly, Su Moyan couldn't help but be surprised in his eyes.

Maybe for those with pure hearts, cultivation will be more effective with half the effort.

What they don't know is that Ah Hua seems to have gained nothing from the battle for the heart of Jianmu, but in fact, when Ah Hua took back his water sleeve, he found that there was something left on the water sleeve.

The thing on the water sleeve was nothing else, it was a clear spirit qi brought down by the immortal fragments from the fairy world, and it happened that this clear spirit qi contributed to Ah Hua's epiphany.

Jun Cha shifted his position and moved away from Ah Hua.

Epiphany is also a practice, and it is taboo to be disturbed.

His gaze shifted to the dense fog that Wu Xin entered, and he couldn't see anything in vain, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Jun Cha originally thought that Wu Xin's consciousness of devouring the monument would make a lot of noise, but after a long time, the monument was calm, and it didn't look like a fight at all.

It was so long that Ah Hua had woken up from his epiphany.

When he woke up, Ah Hua was no different from before, if there was any difference, it was that Ah Hua put the big knife he had been holding, and instead took the book just now, sitting quietly in the memorial tablet, looking at the thick fog.

However, it was also at this moment that the originally calm fog began to become uncalm, and the fog rolled over.

A scream came from the thick fog, and the figure of Wuxin rose from the fog, weakly hugging himself, Jun Cha fixed his eyes and saw that it was the consciousness of the monument space of the Wuxin embrace.

After thousands of years of polishing, the subtle consciousness born of the monument space is far stronger than that of Wuxin, and the consciousness in Wuxin's arms struggles to escape, turning itself into a thorn ball, and plunging into Wuxin's flesh and blood, trying to hope that this bold and reckless person will know the difficulties and retreat.

Wuxin opened his eyes, firmly held the consciousness of the monument space with both hands, and suddenly pierced the consciousness stab ball into his body.

The consciousness of the monument space is so powerful, entering Wuxun's body, a crack appeared in Wuxun's body in an instant.

Jun Cha looked at Wuxun's behavior, no wonder he wanted to find himself to raise the soul wood, Wuxun was planning to not even want a body and become a spirit body spirit.

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