Mind Cultivation Record

"Senior, if there is an afterlife, you must never be a good person again!"

After saying this, Xiao Mian was a little surprised when he realized that he had such an idea.

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

Those stone boxes were obviously specially made by Li Muchao to store spiritual materials. Not only were they cold enough to prevent corpses from rotting, but they were also engraved with rough space formations. Although they could not be compared with a Xuan-level treasure ship like the Lingchuan, they were still It was more than enough to put in Li Muchao's body.

It's just that when Li Muchao made these cold stone boxes, he probably never imagined that one day he would use the cold stone boxes as a coffin.

He shook his head and cast his gaze towards the place where Li Muchao was sitting cross-legged. He saw that there was indeed a bubbling cold pool not far away. The cold pool was only about a foot wide, but it was bottomless.

Xiao Mian came to the edge of the cold pool and did not feel the slightest chill. He saw a small black grass floating in the cold pool. Out of curiosity, Xiao Mian stretched out his hand to grab the grass. , to see what the so-called Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Grass looks like. But as soon as his middle finger nail touched the surface of the cold pool, it was completely frozen off!

Xiao Mian quickly withdrew his hand and looked at the bare but painless middle finger of his right hand, feeling horrified for a moment.

This cold pool turns out to be a place where the cold air is restrained and the freezing force hurts people.

At this time, Xiao Mian didn't dare to look down upon the grass that was living freely in the cold pond.

"Senior Li said that he could only take out this spiritual grass after cultivating the golden elixir. I saw that it was not entirely because of the leakage of spiritual energy from the spiritual grass. But why didn't he remind me to be careful about the freezing energy in the cold pool?"

Xiao Mian was quite dissatisfied that Li Muchao didn't remind him to be careful about Hantan, but when he thought about it, Li Muchao was already in a trance at that time, how could he cover everything? Besides, you have to rely on yourself to walk your own path. How can you rely on others for everything?

If he accidentally dies in this cold pool, he can only blame himself for being careless.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mian's attention turned to the fire beast that had fallen into a deep sleep. He saw that the fire beast was completely wrapped in a golden silk cocoon.

It seemed that the little guy wouldn't wake up for a while.

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

Ever since Xiao Mian was introduced to the Five Elements Sect by Yuan Xu seven years ago, his cultivation progress has been controlled by Yuan Xu.

According to Yuan Xu's plan, Xiao Mian may be able to build the foundation at this time with the help of his large amount of elixirs.

Unfortunately, things were long-winded. First, he discovered that Xiao Mian's spiritual root qualifications were too poor, and then he had to increase the use of elixirs. As a result, the erysipelas in Xiao Mian's body eventually became stagnant, making it impossible for him to improve his cultivation.

Only then did Xiao Mian follow Lu Chengfeng down the mountain for training, and everything that happened after that happened.

I just don't know if Yuanxu knew that Xiao Mian's so-called bottleneck was actually the stagnation of cultivation caused by erysipelas stagnation, or whether he didn't see through it because of his insufficient cultivation.

In other words, it was not without reason that Xiao Mian appeared in this eternal resting place of the Fire Beast Clan today.

"Master! Why on earth are you so nice to me? What on earth do you want to do..."

Xiao Mian had asked himself this question more than once before when he was at the Five Elements Sect. As he grew older, Xiao Mian became more and more uneasy.

That night at the mountain temple, Xiao Mian learned from the scholar that he was pregnant with erysipelas. Xiao Mian was shocked. Although Li Muchao died now, the words he said before his death remained in Xiao Mian's heart.

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

Now it seems that Yuan Xu and Lu Chengfeng obviously have ulterior motives for him. Even if they don't have ulterior motives, they definitely have something to hide from him. If he returns to the Five Elements Sect, he will fall into a trap.

But if he doesn't return to the Five Elements Gate, where can he go?

Do you want to be a casual cultivator like Xuan Lang?

How could a casual cultivator at the eighth level of qi training be a match for the third-level demonic snake that killed his parents, which was equivalent to a monk at the foundation-building stage?

Thinking of the demonic snake that killed his parents, Xiao Mian felt blood surge up to his forehead for no reason, but a sudden thought made him feel like he was falling into an ice cellar.

etc!

If Yuanxu's ancestors and grandson had ulterior motives for him, how could they tell the truth to him?

Seeing that Yuanxu usually gave him elixirs and supplements, and did not let him waste time participating in sect tasks, he obviously wanted to build his foundation as soon as possible.

It can be seen from this that what Yuanxu is planning on himself must be related to his own foundation construction, so Yuanxu will provide convenience for himself at all costs.

So... is it possible that Yuanxu thought that he was too slow in cultivation, so he secretly killed his parents, and then put the blame on the unfounded Golden Flower Python, so that he would be driven by hatred to seek revenge? And practice hard?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. In the end, Xiao Mian stretched out his hand to hold on to the rock wall of the secret cave to prevent himself from falling, but the cold sweat on his back was already sliding down like rain.

No! This is not true!

If the truth of the matter is really like this, wouldn't it be because of his own existence that he killed his parents?

No!

Maybe there is another possibility: maybe his parents are not dead...

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

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, and his whole body was hot and cold. One moment he remembered his father forcing him to read books about sages, and another moment he remembered his mother sewing winter clothes for him. Finally, an adult waist appeared. The thick golden-flowered python raised its huge triangular snake head and rushed towards the parents.

"No--!!!"

A roar resounded through the secret cave.

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

The bright red blood was flowing gurglingly, but at this time, Xiao Mian's eyes were dull and he felt nothing.

This is the most feared sign for monks to go crazy and become possessed. It can cause serious damage to one's cultivation, or may lead to one's life being in danger. It's really rare for someone like Xiao Mian, who is only at the eighth level of Qi training, to encounter such a strong obsession. If Li Mu was not dead, he could just point his finger at Xiao Mian's Yintang acupoint, and then use his own Qi to slowly enter Xiao Mian's body to help him sort out the chaotic Zhen Qi in his body, and he would be able to survive the crisis safely. Unfortunately, Li Mu Dao is dead, and Xiao Mian can only rely on his own spirit and body to withstand the damage caused by the obsession.

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

The black shadow quickly rose up, getting smaller as it went up. When it finally broke out of the world of black clouds and wind and rushed onto the platform where the black boulder was, a starlight fell down, and a dark light was projected on the mass. On the shadow, a piece of dark cloth appeared - the shadow from the very depths of the abyss turned out to be just a piece of cloth - a black cloth whose material could not be seen but whose size could be seen!

A foot-square pitch-black cloth fluttered over Xiao Mian's head and covered it...