After I was reborn, I became the most ruthless cub in the whole continent

Chapter 27 Marrow Washing Package
"Mission Reward - Marrow Cleansing Package has been distributed, please prepare and use the Marrow Cleansing Package within seven days."

"I'm asking for trouble?" Even though I was prepared in my heart, I couldn't help but struggle when I heard the seven-day time limit.

Song Qingyan listened to Song Jingmo's succinct and concise words to express his meaning, he smiled and comforted him: "You will have to go through washing the scriptures and cutting the marrow sooner or later."

"As the old saying goes, you can hide past the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day. It's not good if you delay it for a long time."

"Late pain is worse than early pain, what do you think?"

Distracted and wary of those who hadn't left, Song Jingmo walked home slowly, his soul force swept the surroundings, and after confirming that it was safe for the time being, he moved out a bunch of trigger-type defensive arrays to protect the front and back of the house tightly. .

Song Qingyan felt happy looking at it, so he asked with a smile: "It costs hundreds of thousands of spirit stones to put this array outside, don't you feel bad now?"

"I can't take this house away, and I don't want it to be smashed. If the array can be used, I can use it." Song Jingmo urged the hidden formation on the array with spiritual power, and began to clean it up.

She has lived here for 20 years, and she is familiar with every plant, tree, brick and tile.

After tidying up, the movements of the hands slowly stopped.

"People always have to look forward. I really can't let go of this courtyard. When you have enough cultivation and opened the third seal of the Beast Orb, you can move this courtyard in."

"The small world in the Beast Orb was refined with a lot of space treasures. You can treat it as a portable space that needs to be unlocked step by step. As long as you think about it, there will be spiritual springs and fields."

"I'll work hard." Song Jingmo took a deep breath, suppressed the tears welling up, and slowly put the things back together.

Song Zheng's injuries were almost recovered, and she also came out from the Tomb of the Ten Thousand Gods. People in Songjiazhuang did not dare to provoke her for a short time now, and she was about to get rid of the shadow of her previous life.

"Based on your current state, it is the most suitable state for marrow cleansing after some adjustments." Advanced spiritual masters don't have the heart demon robbery, what they need is the foundation and vigor to break through obstacles.

Song Jingmo has never experienced such a breakthrough, and his spiritual power is also lacking, so he is stuck at the peak of the spirit.

In fact, her cultivation progress is not fast. Some geniuses become spiritual masters as soon as they set foot on the road of spiritual cultivation. There are many people who become spiritual masters within a few days after testing their talents outside the wilderness. This can only be called normal genius.

Song Jingmo, who has cultivated to the peak of the spirit for more than a month, cannot be said to be unstable, nor can he be said to be stable.

"Take these psychic liquids for the past few days to make up for the deficiency in your body." Song Jingmo took out a bunch of small transparent bottles from the Beast Orb, looked at the colorful liquid inside, and wrinkled his nose.

"Is there an order requirement?"

"Not this one. You took the same kind of elixir, because the taste wasn't very good, so I added some juice from other spirit grasses and spirit fruits to neutralize it." Song Qingyan's thoughtful explanation made Song Jingmo's expression stiff.

"It shouldn't be too strange, I haven't tried it yet." Song Qingyan doesn't have a body, and can't simulate an accurate sense of taste, so he can only make a rough judgment.

Song Jingmo was even more worried.

The last time I saw such colorful things was in my previous life. Those childhood snacks with high pigment content are such bright colors.

The taste is not bad, just like opening a blind box, some taste good, and some taste is hard to describe.

Song Jingmo locked the kitten in the kitchen, and put the spirit mouse in the yard. The spirit mouse knows to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages and not to step on the plate. The cat has the potential to demolish the house, so give it free play when it is cultivating Space Song Jingmo has 120 hearts that he can't let go of.

The kitten stayed in the kitchen quite obediently, eating small dried fish bite by bite.

Song Jingmo observed for a while, then reluctantly walked away in peace.

Sitting cross-legged in the training room, he ignited a dry spirit herb designated by Song Qingyan with a scent that would help enlightenment. Song Jingmo activated the restriction in the training room and placed a row of ten bottles of spiritual liquid on the small table.

After observing for a while, he picked out a bottle of light green spirit liquid with a relatively normal color, thinking that one bottle would only take one mouthful, and it would only take a while to drink it badly. Song Jingmo raised his head and drank the spirit liquid. exploded.

When the spiritual liquid enters the mouth, it turns into spiritual energy and flows into the body to be absorbed by the meridians, leaving behind a mouthful of green and astringent plant flavors besides bitterness.

"Is the taste not very good? This bottle should be added with the essence of Jingxin lotus leaf. It may be a bit old. Why don't you try another bottle?"

Song Qingyan didn't hear Song Jingmo's words for a long time, so he tested his mental strength and recommended the remaining flavors with some embarrassment.

"You can keep drinking it until your body's aura is saturated. If it's not enough, you can tell me, it's enough."

Song Jingmo took a bottle of pink liquid and drank it expressionlessly. This time, she was so sour that her facial features wrinkled together.

"This bottle contains the essence of fox heart fruit. I only added a drop because I was afraid it would be too sour. It seems to be a little more sour than I thought..." Song Qingyan projected it in front of Song Jingmo through the Wanshou Bead, observing carefully Song Jingmo's expression changes after drinking the spiritual liquid and his body's spiritual energy fluctuates.

Song Jingmo had already lost the ability to adjust her expression on her own. The third bottle of purple spirit liquid she chose had a sticky taste. Generally speaking, it was a bit like wolfberry-flavored lotus root powder, which was not within her acceptable range.

Song Jingmoquan thought that he gave up his sense of taste to test the poison today, and took another bottle of light blue spirit liquid and poured it down for himself.

"The taste of sea salt lemonade is not bad." It has a very refreshing taste, diluting the previous bitterness and sourness.

The aura flows into the meridians, and then enters the body bit by bit, immersing the deficient bones and muscles in the aura, and slowly adjusting the body to its best state.

For the fifth bottle, Song Jingmo chose another bottle of light blue spirit liquid, safe sea salt lemonade, and the rest of the colors were untried.

Most of the spiritual energy was converted into spiritual power. Song Jingmo didn't feel that the spiritual energy in his body was saturated, so he stared at the remaining bottles of spiritual liquid for a long time before taking the orange bottle.

If it were in my original world, the color would be citrus or orange. Unfortunately, the maker of this batch of spiritual liquid was Song Qingyan, and this woman didn't follow the routine.

When I smelled it, I didn't smell anything. When I drank it into my mouth, it was like drinking a large mouthful of sucking jelly made from concentrated orange juice. This bottle of spiritual liquid contained more spiritual energy than the previous bottles.

Song Qingyan recorded Song Jingmo's likes and dislikes for the flavors of these spiritual liquids, and collected the remaining spiritual liquids into the Beast Bead.

She didn't expect that Song Jingmo and Haiyang Lingzhi's affinity was not the highest.

For the orange-yellow spiritual liquid, she uses golden oranges that grow on the high-altitude clouds of Shenlongyu. Golden oranges grow in places where spiritual energy gathers, and what they absorb is extremely pure Yanyang spiritual energy. The spiritual energy contained in a golden orange is extremely heavy. Huang, Song Qingyan only had one in his hand, and it was a golden orange whose skin had begun to wrinkle after being picked from a tree for some time.

Song Jingmo concentrated on guiding the aura in her body to flush every inch of her body. The aura in the last bottle of spiritual liquid that she drank seemed to be warm, a little hot, which was her favorite temperature.

My whole body felt warm, as if soaked in hot water of just the right temperature.

Seeing that Jin Cheng and Song Jingmo's physiques fit so well, Song Qingyan squatted under the pine tree and began to worry.

It's fine if you don't see it, she can still make do with Jinghai fruit for Song Jingmo.

The crystal sea fruit matures once every hundred years. There are so many clansmen who have lived for tens of thousands of years in ancient times. The crystal sea fruit is also a fruit that young people like, and each of them has saved a lot.

This golden orange... This is the only golden orange. She made a total of eight bottles of spiritual liquid in order not to waste it.

According to Song Jingmo's terrifying absorption speed, the aura contained in one eighth of a golden orange would probably be enough to warm her body.

In the future, they must either find a more adequate substitute for the Yanyang aura than the golden orange, or they have to enter the Dragon Realm to compete with the demigods for the golden orange.

Neither is nearly impossible.

When Song Jingmo, who was immersed in repairing his body, opened his eyes again, two days had passed.

The kitten in the kitchen escaped from the prison at some point, and there was still half a basket of smoked dried fish left on the table by the window.

The spirit mouse in the yard lay flat on the graphite to bask in the sun, its belly rising and falling with its breathing.

Song Jingmo burned hot water to wash off his sweat, put on clean clothes and sat in the yard to dry his hair.

"Aren't you looking for the kitten?" Song Qingyan saw that she went to the kitchen first after asking how long the time had passed. She thought Song Jingmo was worried about the kitten, and she didn't understand how she took care of herself calmly.

"The kitten at home will come back after running out." Song Jingmo glanced at the trees in the corner of the courtyard wall, a small corner of warm orange was exposed among the lush branches and leaves.

A cat cub that has enough rations and can catch live rations by itself, is it sleeping on a tree soon?

Song Jingmo lay on the old rocking chair that was specially moved out, covered his face with a cloth towel, his long hair hung down the back of the chair, and the sun was shining evenly.

She loves basking in the sun and strong emotions, including negative ones like despair.

After basking in the sun, the heavy emotions will become lighter, and the joyful emotions will be brighter.

The kitten got down from the branch, avoided all the formations with light steps, jumped onto the rocking chair Song Jingmo was lying on, found a small corner, curled up comfortably and continued to sleep.

Under the cloth towel, Song Jingmo, who had his eyes closed, felt a warm mass of cat cubs around him, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

She wants to live in the sun and live freely and unrestrainedly.

She came to the world for the third time, and she wanted to see the sun every time in her life.

After waking up from a nap in the afternoon, Song Jingmo searched for all the produce in the small vegetable garden and barren fields, and made a vegetarian breakfast and dinner.

The rice is provided by Song Qingyan as a friend and has been stored for many years. The aura in it has not been lost unexpectedly, and the taste is also very good.

After all the dishes were served, Song Jingmo set out three sets of bowls and chopsticks. Song Qingyan couldn't eat without his body. He sat on a chair and watched Song Jingmo finish the meal with smiles in his eyes.

Her soul is deficient, and she can hardly taste and understand the taste of food. The greater impact is not the abnormal taste, but the lack of soul. The Holy Spirit is the end of her spiritual cultivation path.

Song Qingyan sometimes wonders why she survived in the end, any other is fine, at least there is still hope of becoming a god in Xiuling Continent.

It is impossible for her to become a god, so she was trapped in the tomb of the gods for many years.

"After eating, you can go to Lingmai to wash the marrow." Song Qingyan smiled softly, but what he said was not friendly to Song Jingmo at all.

Hearing the bad news that he is about to suffer great pain while eating well, the normal person's original good appetite will become unable to eat.

Song Jingmo quickly cleaned up, rubbed his stomach that was stretched under his clothes, and used some spiritual power to promote digestion.

Eating too much puts a burden on the body.

Putting the cleaned pots and pans into the big basket, Song Jingmo caught the kitten and put it on top of the bowl pile, and the spirit mouse stayed obediently on her shoulder.

Song Jingmo lifted the big basket, entered the small world of Wanshouzhu, and stood near Song Zheng's body when he came out.

Song Qingyan, who condensed a body with spiritual power, pointed to a black pool with a barrier, and smiled very nicely.

"Wash the marrow medicine pool, soak in it, get through it, and you'll be fine."

Next to the black pool is the hot spring pool that Song Zheng once moved to the top of the mountain. Song Jingmo looked at the dark water in the marrow washing medicine pool, closed his eyes and walked in.

Marrow washing is to wash away the filth in the body. If you are lucky, washing the marrow can have the effect of reborn.

The simplest way to cleanse the marrow is to eat the marrow-washing herb, and the slightly better one is to take the marrow-washing pill. Song Jingmo got the top version of the marrow-washing package, which even includes a special medicinal bath.

The medicine hadn't started to work yet, Song Jingmo still had time to pay attention to other details.

Song Jingmo was puzzled by the fact that Tianjiao carried a bathing pool with him thousands of years ago and boldly asked questions.

"This is a medicine stone condensed from the air of vegetation, which I specially prepared for you."

"As for the question you asked, it's normal for Tianjiao with a richer family to carry a cave with him. Pavilions, towers, pavilions, distant mountains and near waters, a pool is nothing." Song Qingyan remembered that he didn't know where he left it in the mainland. Dongfu, looking at the wild grasses growing around and the mountain peaks without any aura, he sighed faintly.

When did she live such a hard life.

He eats and sleeps in the open, and he doesn't take any money to give people stones day and night.

She didn't do this when she was obsessed with Jieshi.

After Song Qingyan sighed, he released the spirit stone that was still a little short of his hand.

This is a top-quality metallic spirit stone, translucent pale gold, and there are wisps of metallic aura condensed into a solid body.

The ability to produce top-quality spirit stones with different attributes is enough to show how extraordinary the spirit stone mine Song Jingmo encountered was.

The Five Elements Spirit Mine in the former wasteland was famous. The Five Elements interact with each other, making it easier to produce high-quality spirit stones. Spirit stones with other attributes can only be regarded as derivatives. The decent five-element attribute spirit stones are the best in the mine. Lingshi.

In addition to the metallic top-quality spirit stone in his hand, Song Qingyan happened to have all the top-quality spirit stones with the five attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

If the formation hadn't absorbed too much spiritual energy, the volume of these spirit stones would be at least as tall as a person.

Song Qingyan cleaned his tools with a dull head, not allowing himself to continue thinking about the past.

She had to get the rest of the things ready, and she had to soak the marrow washing medicine pool for three rounds in total.

The first round is a simple medicine pool, which stimulates the potential of the body. This round usually takes a long time, and it is a long tug-of-war.

The second round is to take Xisui Dan, this round is the most painful, and the time required to persist varies from person to person.

The third round is to add five top-grade spirit stones of different attributes to the spiritual liquid, and use the remaining medicinal power to catalyze the five-element spiritual liquid to help reshape the meridians.

As long as the willpower is strong enough, you will be able to make it through.

But Song Jingmo didn't know about this.

After experiencing the power of the stars to exercise, watching Yao's detoxification, and over and over again doing psychological training for himself, Song Jingmo soaked in the medicinal bath with the feeling that if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent, and you can only hear the wind blowing through the leaves Sounds, insects chirping and birds singing.

After a moment of silence, there was no other sound in her ears.

There is only one word in my head - pain!

The broken meridians, broken bones, and blood oozing from the skin melted into the pool of medicine.

Once the marrow washing started, it was impossible to stop halfway. Song Jingmo opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

The stars began to twinkle one by one, and night fell.

It should be a long, hard night.

Song Jingmo slowly counted the stars.

As long as you can't survive it, you will survive it.

She firmly believes that she can survive, but she is just going through it slowly, until it is dawn and it is dark, and there will always be a head.

　touched the fish for a long time
　　
　
(End of this chapter)