Since Li Mudao didn't kill Xiao Mian when they first met, it means that for him, Xiao Mian must have the need to survive - Xiao Mian doesn't think that Li Mudao, who is a Jindan powerhouse, will be helpless against his own small cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, even if Li Mudao is now broken Jindan and is in danger!

Xiao Mian is convinced: If he had a slight disagreement in his words, I am afraid that he would be in a different place now!

"Boy, if you promise me one thing, the elixir of ten thousand years will be yours!"

As soon as he spoke, Li Mudao threw out his biggest bargaining chip.

"If you can do it, even if you don't have the 10,000-year-old elixir, the juniors will do it for the seniors; if you can't do it--for example, if you want the juniors to kill the infant ancestor who injured the seniors to avenge you, then even if you add another 10,000-year elixir, I won't do it!" Li Mudao who Xiao Mian said was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, it was indeed the case, and he smiled bitterly at the moment: "You kid is as cunning as a ghost!" Don't worry, I won't let you go to fight with Brother Yuanying, just ask you to help me send someone a letter, or a suicide note......"

Speaking of the word "suicide note", Li Mudao's expression darkened.

"Please also ask the seniors to be specific, so that the juniors can decide whether they can agree or not. ”

"I told you last time that Li was born in Wanzong's original farming family. Li has loved spiritual plants since he was a child, and he was lucky to get the mantle of my predecessors and sages in the peasant family, and he was obsessed with cultivating various spiritual trees, spiritual grasses, spiritual flowers, and spiritual valleys all his life. Ignoring Xiao Mian's surprised look, Li Mudao said to himself: "How can the 'world of great contention' be approaching, the younger generation is only willing to cultivate powerful and promising methods, but few people are willing to concentrate on being with spiritual plants, and my peasant family flow is withering day by day......"

"The world of great controversy? Dare to ask the seniors, what does this mean?"

"The time has not come, it is useless to talk more! When the matter comes, you will know yourself!" Not caring about being interrupted by Xiao Mian, Li Mudao continued: "Li is here, there is nothing else to worry about, only a woman survives, and you can't rest assured." I want you to help me find my daughter and hand over my relics to her if you have the opportunity to go to Wanzongyuan after I die, I wonder if you are willing?"

Xiao Mian didn't answer immediately when he heard this, but instead groaned.

"What is Ling Yanfang's name?"

"Qingping, Li Qingping!"

After a brief question and answer, Xiao Mian fell into deep thought again, and suddenly he raised his head.

"The predecessor is from Wan Zongyuan, but you know a scholar who holds the "Book of Shang"?"

"Scholar, do you know Uncle Shang!?"

"Uncle Shang?"

"The scholar holding the "Book of Shang" is the Taishang elder of Confucianism, one of the original three sects of my Ten Thousand Sects, and my peasant family is subordinate to the lower nine ranks, so it stands to reason that he should be called his uncle. Li Mudao's expression calmed down slightly, but he still asked a little eagerly: "Have you ever seen Uncle Shang? Could it be that Uncle Shang has also come to Huoyunling?"

"I don't know where that senior is now, but he personally sent me to Huoyun Ridge four days ago...... What's wrong with you?"

"Four days ago, four days ago, Uncle Shang was in Huoyun Ridge?" Li Mudao's face instantly turned pale as death, and he sighed softly after a long time: "Could it be that the sky is going to kill me Li Mudao?"

But it turned out that Li Mudao had encountered the Infant Ancestor who had injured him four days ago, if he had been able to meet the scholar who had rushed to Huoyunling earlier, with the scholar's usual enthusiasm and the two of them who belonged to the same Ten Thousand Sects and were both scattered cultivators, he would definitely not have watched him being forced into a desperate situation by the Infant Ancestor and blowing himself up the Golden Pill.

But what's the use of talking about this now? Even if the scholar is right in front of him, I'm afraid he won't be able to help Li Mudao restore the broken golden pill!

Perhaps, this is fate!

Xu has adapted to his dying mood, and Li Mudao is not too complaining.

Xiao Mian watched him quietly, waiting for Li Mudao to calm down before speaking.

"If it's just a letter sent to Ling Yan by the seniors, the juniors can promise the seniors!"

"Good!"

Saying that, he threw the two storage bags to Xiao Mian, Li Mudao explained.

"The elixir of ten thousand years was sealed by me in the cold pool behind me, and it will be yours after I die; this mask I used is also a strange treasure, no one can see through it without using the divine sense under the ancestor of the Yuanying Ancestor, and it will belong to you together; this small storage bag contains the secret of my peasant family, and the suicide note I left for the little girl, if you meet the little girl in the future, please hand it over to her, she naturally knows how to open this storage bag; as for this big storage bag, it is for you, you might as well open it and take a look, if there is anything you don't understand, you can also ask me now。 ”

The storage bag that Li Mudao left for Li Duckweed was extremely exquisite, even more like a small sachet, and Xiao Mian knew that there must be a ban and prohibition under Li Mudao on it, so he put it in his arms without looking at it, and then picked up the storage bag that belonged to him.

This storage bag is obviously much more high-end than Nie Sheng's, and it is obvious that the wealth of the Jindan monk is by no means comparable to that of the monk in the foundation building period, so when he opened this storage bag, Xiao Mian's mood was quite excited.

Xiao Mian had repeatedly warned himself to be calm, even if he saw a bag full of spirit stones, but when he saw the contents of the storage bag clearly, he was still instantly petrified.

What is this?

There was nothing else in the storage bag, some were just stone boxes one foot square—they were definitely stone boxes, and the spirit stones were not that big, nor were they so ugly!

"Boy, don't look like you're cheap! This is all the savings that Li has saved in the past three hundred years!"

"This ...... Could it be ......?"

As if thinking of something, Xiao Mian hurriedly took out a stone box and opened it, a biting cold air burst out from the stone box, Xiao Mian shivered and finally saw the contents of the stone box clearly. It was a bundle of ten unknown medicinal herbs, well preserved in the cold stone box, with all the roots, as if they had just been collected.

"This is a fourth-order 'Broken Intestine Grass', which is highly poisonous!"

Li Mudao's words frightened Xiao Mian and quickly withdrew his outstretched hand, and then re-closed the stone box. At this time, looking at the neat stack of stone boxes in the storage bag, Xiao Mian knew that he had made a lot of money this time! Obviously, those stone boxes contained the spiritual materials that Li Mudao had carefully cultivated over the years, either because they were too late to use them, or because they were reluctant to use them, or because they couldn't use them up, they were all cheaper in the end.

Sure enough, after that, under Li Mudao's instructions, Xiao Mian opened all the stone boxes in the storage bag one by one, and Li Mudao explained their efficacy, usage and taboos one by one.

Xiao Mian only felt that he had benefited a lot, and when he thought about it, as a farmer who had been dealing with Lingzhi all day long, Li Mudao was naturally familiar with the nature of various spiritual materials, and if he said casually, it would be enough for Xiao Mian to digest for a long time.

Suddenly, Xiao Mian remembered a sentence that the scholar had inadvertently said that day.

"Senior, but I don't know if any of these spiritual materials can be used to refine the 'Transformation Dao Pill'?"

"What do you want that thing to do?"