"If your predecessors have an afterlife, you must not be good again!"

After saying this, Xiao Mian, who reacted, was a little strange how he could have such thoughts.

Shaking his head, Xiao Mian collected Li Mudao's body and stored it in a spare cold stone box.

Those stone boxes were obviously specially made by Li Mudao for the storage of spiritual materials, not only were they cold and piercing to prevent the corpse from rotting, but they were also engraved with a shallow space formation, although it could not be compared with a Xuan-level treasure ship like the Lingchuan, but it was more than enough to put Li Mudao's corpse.

It's just that when Li Mudao made these cold stone boxes, I am afraid he never imagined that one day he would use the cold stone boxes as coffins.

Shaking his head, he cast his eyes on the place where Li Mudao was sitting cross-legged before, and saw that there was indeed a bubbling cold pool not far away, and the cold pool was not more than a square foot, but it was bottomless.

Xiao Mian didn't feel the slightest chill when he came to the edge of the cold pool, and saw a small black grass floating in the cold pool, curious, Xiao Mian reached over and wanted to grab the grass to see what the so-called 10,000-year-old spirit grass looked like. But the nail of his middle finger only touched the surface of the cold pool, and it was completely frozen!

Xiao Mian hurriedly withdrew his hand, looking at the middle finger of his right hand, which was bare but did not feel pain, and was shocked for a while.

This cold pool turned out to be cold and restrained, and the freezing strength hurt people.

At this time, looking at the little grass that was free in the cold pool, Xiao Mian didn't dare to despise it.

"Senior Li said that he couldn't take out this spirit grass until he cultivated in Jindan, and he saw that it wasn't all because of the leakage of the spirit grass's spiritual energy, but why didn't he remind me to be careful of the freezing gas in this cold pool?"

Corresponding to Li Mudao's failure to remind himself to be careful of Hantan, Xiao Mian was a little dissatisfied, but then he thought about it, Li Mudao was already in a trance at that time, where could he still do everything?

If you accidentally die in this cold pool, you can only blame yourself for being too careless.

Thinking like this, Xiao Mian's attention shifted to the Fire Light Beast that had fallen into a deep sleep, only to see that the Fire Light Beast at this time was completely wrapped in a golden silk cocoon.

It seems that after a while, this little guy will not wake up.

After sorting out his thoughts, Xiao Mian had time to think about his own problems.

Since Xiao Mian was led to the Five Elements Gate by Yuan Xuan seven years ago, his cultivation progress was controlled by Yuan Xu.

According to Yuan Xu's plan, Xiao Mian at this time, with the assistance of his large number of pills, I am afraid that he can already build a foundation.

Preference for more grinding, first found that Xiao Mian's spiritual root qualification was too poor, and then had to increase the amount of pills, which eventually led to the stagnation of erysipelas in Xiao Mian's body, resulting in the inability to cultivate an inch.

This is why Xiao Mian went down the mountain with Lu Chengfeng to practice, and then everything that followed.

It's just that I don't know if Yuan Xuan knew that day, and I didn't know that Xiao Mian's so-called bottleneck was actually because of the stagnation of his cultivation caused by erysipelas, or whether he didn't see through it because his own cultivation was not enough.

In other words, it was not for nothing that Xiao Mian would appear in this eternal resting place of the Fire Light Beast clan today.

"Master, why are you being so nice to me? What the hell are you trying to do......

This question was asked to himself more than once by Xiao Mian when he was in the Five Elements Gate before, and as he grew older, the uneasiness in Xiao Mian's heart became more and more serious.

That night in the mountain temple from the scholar to learn that he was pregnant with erysipelas, Xiao Mian was shocked, now Li Mudao is dead, but the words he said before death remain in Xiao Mian's heart.

Do you want to go back to the Five Elements Gate again?

Now it seems that Yuan Xuan and Lu Chengfeng's ancestors and grandchildren obviously have ulterior motives for themselves, even if they are not ill-intentioned, they definitely have something to hide from themselves, and if they return to the Five Elements Gate, they will be self-defeating.

But if you don't go back to the Five Elements Gate, where can you go?

Do you want to do a loose practice like Na Xuanlang?

How could a loose cultivator of the eighth level of Qi cultivation be the opponent of the three-rank demon snake that killed his parents, which was equivalent to a monk in the foundation building period?

Thinking of the demon snake that killed his parents, Xiao Mian felt the blood gushing up for no reason, rushing straight to his brain, but suddenly a thought flashed and made him fall into an ice cellar.

Wait a minute!

If the ancestors and grandchildren of Yuanxu had ill intentions towards themselves, how could they tell the truth to themselves?

Seeing that Yuan Xuan sent pills and supplements to himself on weekdays, and didn't let himself waste time participating in sect tasks, he obviously wanted to build a foundation as soon as possible.

It can be seen that what Yuan Xuan is trying to do in himself must be related to his own foundation, so Yuan Xuan will do everything to provide convenience for himself.

So...... So is there such a possibility: Yuan Xuan thought that his cultivation was too slow, so he secretly killed his parents, and then blamed the unwarranted Golden Flower Python, so that he could cultivate desperately for revenge under hatred?

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, and in the end, Xiao Mian reached out to hold on to the rock wall of the secret cave so that he didn't fall, but the cold sweat behind him had already slipped like rain.

No!

If this is the case, isn't it because of his existence that he killed his parents?

No!

There may be another possibility: his parents may not be dead......

Almost subconsciously, Xiao Mian forced himself to believe this speculation.

Life and death, right and wrong......

Slowly lowering his body, Xiao Mian sat cross-legged on the cold ground.

He only felt that his head was a mess of mush, and his whole body was hot and cold, and he remembered the way his father forced him to read the sages, and then he remembered the scene when his mother sewed winter clothes for himself, and finally a golden python with the thickness of an adult's waist appeared, raising a huge triangular snake head and rushing towards his parents.

"No—!!"

A roar resounded through the cave.

Xiao Mian fell to the sky, and the back of his head hit the hard rock wall hard.

The red blood was gurgling, but Xiao Mian's eyes were dull at this time, and he didn't realize anything.

This is the most feared omen of the monk's madness, which can cause great damage to his cultivation at least and his life at worst. It's just that like Xiao Mian, who is only the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, he encounters such a strong madness, which is really rare. If Li Mudao is not dead, at this time, he only needs to point at Xiao Mian's Yintang acupoint, and then use his own true qi to slowly enter Xiao Mian's body to help him straighten out the chaotic true qi in his body to get through the difficulties, but unfortunately Li Mudao is dead, and Xiao Mian can only rely on his own spirit and ** to bear the damage caused by going mad.

Just when Xiao Mian's roar resounded through the secret cave, the bottomless abyss deep under the black boulder that was the burial place of the Fire Light Beast clan suddenly trembled, as if in response to Xiao Mian's monstrous hatred, the black clouds in the depths of the abyss rolled, the yin wind raged, and a huge shadow slowly rose, like a devil from hell.

The black shadow flew up quickly, and the more it reached it, the smaller it became, and when it finally broke out of the world of black clouds and wind and rushed to the platform where the black boulder was, a starlight just fell, and the dark light was projected on the shadow, revealing a cloth as black as ink—the shadow from the depths of the abyss was just a piece of cloth—a black cloth that could not see the material but could see the size!

The pitch-black cloth that was a foot square fluttered and flew on Xiao Mian's head and covered it......