Ever since she poured the water of the spiritual spring mixed with her essence and blood on the root of that seedling, she felt a very strange feeling, as if something had crept through her body, and something had calmed her inside.

For no reason, a sadness rose in her heart, and she felt that she had some closeness to the seedling, although this feeling was only fleeting, but she couldn't help but attract her attention.

In the dark, there is a feeling that another invisible thread is pulling her, and all the way, whether it is smooth sailing or going through hardships, it seems that it is only for an ultimate goal.

It's just that she can't guess what this purpose is.

In her own cognition, she has always been an ordinary woman who was reborn in a rental house and set foot on the road of cultivating immortals by chance, and her purpose is also very clear, that is, to cultivate, pursue a higher realm, and then, do what she wants to do.

However, since entering the refining period, there will be some vague and chaotic scenes in her mind, which she can't see clearly, and she can't drive away, which makes her really unhappy. 、

Fortunately, this situation only occurs occasionally, and it does not affect her daily cultivation life, but after all kinds of things in the small world and encountering today's events, even if Ye Xiaoman is dull, it is impossible not to think about it.

But what is hidden behind this? Who arranged all this, and what role did she play in it?

The rich medicinal fragrance fell from the attic again, and Ye Xiaoman pondered while cooking the medicinal food.

The medicinal fragrance gradually dissipated, Ye Xiaoman had taken the medicinal diet, and was still thinking.

Qiushui Pavilion was quiet and silent, Ye Xiaoman had never come out of the room, but a day had passed, and she didn't have any clue.

The next day came, this time it was the Great Elder and the Fourth Elder who came, followed by Zi Tianhuan and Zi Yining, Ye Xiaoman was taken to that place by them again, repeating the events of the previous day.

Day after day, in the blink of an eye, Ye Xiaoman has been here for more than a month, repeating the same thing every day, and she seems to have become a habit.

It's just that the questions she thinks about have never been answered.

A big close-up, a woman in purple clothes, her face is pure and beautiful, but there is poignancy in this beauty.

Underneath her, people kept falling, rivers of blood flowing, corpses everywhere, and the killing never stopped.

Looking at the clansmen who fell in a pool of blood, the woman in purple had anger, hatred, sadness, and regret in her eyes.

The monstrous anger burned, and the woman let out a clear roar, soared into the air, and flew in one direction.

There, there was a figure standing out of thin air, and the powerful aura formed a vortex around him, swirling, never far from his left and right.

"Haha......" The man laughed wildly, and faced her unruly and rampant: "Benjun said, if you don't, Benjun will never be soft!"

Aren't you a pure and good person in the fairy world? Then Benjun will let you see with your own eyes how your people die one by one at the hands of Benjun!

Zidan Palace, hehe......, what if it can be brought back to life? Can you save the lives of your people?

My beautiful and pure saintess, don't dream, this gentleman has taken such great pains to tell you that your so-called kindness is the source of nightmares, and it will eventually destroy the entire Zidan Palace! ”