Zhu Zhu began to try to throw away the distractions in her heart, but obviously with Zhu Zhu's state of mind at this time, it was really difficult for her to do so.

Tong Shun didn't rush to start, he had to wait for Zhu Zhu to calm down completely.

Zhu Zhu tried all kinds of methods, and the fetal breath state that was easy to enter during cultivation was particularly difficult at this time. Just when Zhu Zhu felt that he couldn't think of any way, Zhu Zhu suddenly focused on the child on his chest.

She began to think about what the child looked like when he grew up, thinking about him babbling, thinking about his toddler, thinking about him fighting with his sister, and thinking about him entering the Immortal Cultivation Academy.

Gradually, Zhu Zhu calmed down, with infinite imagination and satisfaction for the child's future. There seems to be a voice in her heart saying to herself, everything you pay will be worth it!

Tong Shun keenly grasped the change in Zhu Zhu's mood, he let go of the hand he was holding in one place, and stretched forward to put it on top of the sarcophagus.

Wisps of purple vitality penetrated into the soul-nourishing coffin through Tong Shun's palm, and they merged into a visible bond between Zhu Zhu and the child.

This soul sewing technique is against the sky, and the soul coffin is not only a container for the lost soul, but also an important thing to cover the heavens.

"Zhu Zhu, is there anything else you want to say? You won't be able to speak again after I have withdrawn my soul for you, but for a short time, you can still hear some voices. Tong Shun continued to convey vitality into the coffin, closed his eyes and said to Zhu Zhu in the coffin.

"Help me and Jingshan say that I will never regret my choice. Don't bother to wake me up, and raise Mianmian and Chuan'er well. Zhu Zhu calmly finished the last sentence.

"Don't worry, I'll pass it on. After Tong Shun responded, he increased the delivery of vitality.

Tong Shun's purple vitality soon filled the sarcophagus, and these vitality were split into two, burrowing into Zhu Zhu and Zhu Changchuan's minds. The space in the sarcophagus seemed to be suddenly stretched infinitely, and Zhu Zhu felt that his consciousness had been pulled out of his body.

Two purple beads, one large and one small, emerged from the foreheads of Zhu Zhu and Zhu Changchuan, and the beads were wrapped in the souls of Zhu Zhu and Zhu Changchuan.

It can be seen that Zhu Zhu's soul is bright and solid. But Zhu Changchuan's soul is dim and illusory.

This is the first step in the soul sewing technique - soul extraction.

Tong Shun's face was covered with fine beads of sweat,

This was the first practice he had practiced since he learned it.

He had also experimented on alien beasts before, and the probability of success was already high. However, this is the first time to use a living person, and even Tong Shun himself doesn't know what the result will be.

The two soul beads each suspended above the owner's head, and suddenly a wisp of green qi appeared in the hazy purple qi, and the soul sewing technique entered its second step at this time—soul transfer.

I saw that the wisp of green qi entered Zhu Zhu's soul bead in a flash, and it only dared to wander away from Zhu Zhu's soul at first, and only dared to approach after some observation.

Then, it came to Zhu Zhu's soul and began to swim around Zhu Zhu's soul, taking away part of Zhu Zhu's soul every time it circled around the soul.

At this time, Zhu Zhu only felt as if his whole body had been torn apart, and one piece after another of his body was out of his control.

Gradually, though, she lost that feeling.

The color of the wisp of qi gradually turned from blue to purple, and Zhu Zhu's soul became more and more ethereal in the process.

After Zhu Zhu's soul turned around for the last time, the wisp of green qi completely turned purple, and at this time, Zhu Zhu's soul state became exactly the same as Zhu Changchuan's.

The wisp of purple qi that had become extraordinarily thick drilled into Zhu Changchuan's soul bead from Zhu Zhu's soul bead, and like Fang Cai, it began to circle around Zhu Changchuan's soul.

The final step of this soul sewing technique, the soul merging, began at this time.

Soul merging is the most important step in this soul sewing technique, and the slightest mistake will be wasted. If that thick purple qi is dispersed, not only will the original soulless person die on the spot, but the soul-giver will not be able to recover his soul.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the stone door, accompanied by a man's shout: "Zhu Zhu! Zhu Zhu! I know you're inside! Why are you so stupid? What should you do with me and Mianmian like this?"

The person outside the door was Zhu Jingshan.

A little earlier, Zhu Jingshan woke up on the stone bed and turned around.

Being able to wake up in just half an hour is all thanks to the Soul Condensing Pill that Tong Shun prescribed to Zhu Jingshan, the Soul Resting Grass and the Spiritual Grass are each other's companion spirit grass, although the two spirit grasses grow in the same place, their medicinal power is very different. It's just that when the two medicinal powers are mixed together, they tend to be peaceful and lose their medicinal properties. The Divine Condensing Pill that Zhu Jingshan had taken a few days ago had left a large amount of medicinal power of the Condensing Herb in his body, and at this time, the medicinal power of the Soul Resting Herb was revealed.

The two were neutralized in Zhu Jingshan's body, which allowed Zhu Jingshan to wake up in such a short time.

After Zhu Jingshan was fully awake, he found that Zhu Zhu had disappeared, and he decisively realized that he was still careless. didn't have time to think more, Zhu Jingshan rushed out of the stone room with one arrow step.

The medical cultivator waiting outside the door was a little surprised by the speed at which Zhu Jingshan woke up, but he didn't ask more, but just told Tong Shun's words to the man in front of him who was in a big mess.

According to Tong Shun, Zhu Jingshan quickly found the stone room where Zhu Zhu was, and he wanted to push the door in, but found that the entire stone door had been sealed by Tong Shun from the inside. In desperation, Zhu Jingshan could only hammer the stone gate and shout Zhu Zhu's name loudly.

Before Tong Shun could speak, Zhu Jingshan clearly heard Tong Shun's words: "The soul sewing technique has begun, and you can't stop halfway, otherwise your wife and children will be in danger." You can't shout so much, it's a pinch. This is a foregone conclusion, don't force it. ”

Listening to what Tong Shun said, Zhu Jingshan's half-smashed hand hung down weakly, and Zhu Jingshan was sad in his heart at this time, he only hated himself for not taking more precautions.

Zhu Jingshan sat outside the stone gate with his back to him, his hair and clothes were messy, but he didn't notice it. At this time, Zhu Jingshan only had Zhu Zhu's voice and smile in his heart, and all kinds of the past came to mind. Tear after tear slipped from the corner of Zhu Jingshan's eyes, he couldn't hold back the slightest sound, and his hands were already red.

The process of soul merging is extremely time-consuming, and although the two are already close relatives in the world, soul fusion is not an easy task after all. Looking at Tong Shun at this time, his face was already pale, and his energy was nine out of ten, if the soul was not completed, I was afraid that Tong Shun himself would run out of oil.

The vitality that carried Zhu Zhu's soul had now turned back into cyan, and wisps of fine soul were stripped out of the green qi and merged into Zhu Changchuan's soul.

Finally, the green qi completely changed back to its original color, and after a circle, it dissipated without a trace. The two orbs began to sink gradually, passing through their foreheads and returning to their bodies.

The purple qi in the coffin had also been exhausted at this time.

Tong Shun withdrew his palms and fell backwards one by one, but fortunately there was a sarcophagus behind him, allowing Tong Shun to support his body.

At this time, Tong Shun was a little apprehensive, if he used it to grow more, he was afraid that everything would fall short. Tong Shun didn't dare to be lucky at this time, and held his breath to explore the situation in the sarcophagus.

Zhu Changchuan, who was lying on Zhu Zhu's chest, was already angry, but at this time, his breathing was becoming more and more condensed and more obvious.

Zhu Changchuan's fingers curled up

Two clicks

Three times.

It was as if time had stopped at this moment

In the next second, a loud cry sounded from the sarcophagus.

Zhu Changchuan seemed to be suffocated

It seems to express his grief for his mother.

The loud cry passed through the stone gate and hit Zhu Jingshan's heart at once.

Stunned, delighted, sad...... Countless emotions surged into Zhu Jingshan's heart.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

In Zhu Jingchuan's ears, the doll's cry was getting closer and closer, and Tong Shun hugged Zhu Changchuan, who was crying hoarsely, and pushed open the stone door and walked out.

Looking at Zhu Jingchuan in front of him, Tong Shun relayed Zhu Zhu's original words to him: "She said that she has no regrets about her choice. Please don't bother to wake her up, and raise Mianmian and Chuan'er well. ”

After saying these two sentences, Tong Shun stopped talking. He carefully put Zhu Changchuan into Zhu Jingshan's arms and motioned for Zhu Zhu to be inside.

Then, he turned and left.

Zhu Jingshan looked at Zhu Changchuan in his arms and gently touched his face. Then with an extremely complicated mood, he walked step by step to the sarcophagus where Zhu Zhu was.

Zhu Jingshan sat down cross-legged, looked at Zhu Zhu in the sarcophagus, and said after a long time: "Zhu Zhu, our child has woken up! He will cry! I think he should be hungry, you should feed him once." ”

Zhu Jingshan leaned down, untied the robe in front of Zhu Zhu, and then put Zhu Changchuan into Zhu Zhu's arms and put the swaddling clothes on the child's back.

Zhu Changchuan relied on instinct to find the source of life in Zhu Zhu's chest, and immediately began to suck.

Feeling the warmth from his mother, gradually, he stopped crying.

Zhu Jingshan leaned on the edge of the sarcophagus and combed Zhu Zhu's scattered hair with his hands.

Zhu Zhu, who was missing a soul and a soul, breathed evenly just like when he slept next to Zhu Jingshan in the past.

It seemed like in the next second, she would wake up.

Zhu Jingshan called out Zhu Zhu's name softly, and uncontrollable tears fell on Zhu Zhu's cheeks.

In the corner of Zhu Zhu's eyes, a tear crossed imperceptibly. I couldn't tell if it was her tears or his.

Zhu Mianmian, who was far away in Fengxia Mountain, was moving a small bench and sitting at the door of her cave at this time, waiting for her father and younger brother to come back.

But on the muddy mountain road of Fengxia Mountain, no one came up for half a day.

For no reason, she felt a little heartache.

Then a tear burst out of his eyes unreasonably.

Chen Cheng heard the sound and came to Zhu Mianmian's side to wipe away her tears, and asked softly, "Mianmian, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Mianmian said aggrievedly with red eyes: "I don't know, I just feel a little pain here." ”

As she spoke, she took Chen Cheng's hand and put it in her heart: "Aunt Chen, here, it hurts very much!"

......

Zhu Jingshan stayed outside the coffin all night, and Zhu Changchuan on Zhu Zhu's chest cried and ate, ate and slept, and woke up and cried.

This is Zhu Changchuan, the last warmth with his mother.