Chapter 2990: White stone = life stone?

Xiao Fan stood silly on the spot, looking at the white stone in the man's hand with horror.
No wonder Xiao Fan was so shocked. For so many years, he hadn't known what the white stone was, but he didn't expect it to be the handwriting of the man in front of him.
When he came back to his senses, the man suddenly knotted his hands, and pierced the white light into the blood coffin of Qitian, then tore the nothingness and buried the coffin of Qitian blood.
"Stop!" Xiao Fan yelled, trying to stop the man, but unfortunately, the man couldn't hear him at all.
Before Xiao Fan leaped forward, the picture in front of him changed again, all the chaos disappeared, and Xiao Fan returned to the courtyard where he first appeared.
With a creak, the door of the courtyard opened again, and the man walked out, as if repeating the previous scene again.
However, to Xiao Fan’s horror, the man suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiao Fan, and an angry voice came: "You are here."
Xiao Fan was taken aback. Although he had seen those branded images just now, he hadn't heard the man say anything. This was the first time.
Especially when he saw the other party, he found that the other party was also looking at him, which made Xiao Fan a little frightened.
Although he couldn't see the opponent's face clearly, Xiao Fan seemed to see a majestic face.
Is he talking to himself?
Xiao Fan was astonished in his heart, but he calmed down quickly on the surface, took a deep breath, and said with a polite, "I have seen senior."
Facing the middle-aged man, Xiao Fan felt a little short of breath. The man in front of him put too much pressure on him.
Moreover, Xiao Fan had already faintly guessed the identity of the other party in his heart. Because of this, it was even more difficult for Xiao Fan to calm down.
"Sit down." The middle-aged man closed the door and walked over to the stone table in the courtyard.
Xiao Fan had too many doubts in his heart to ask the middle-aged man, but he didn't know how to speak for a while.
He originally thought that his xinxing was strong enough that even if Mount Tai collapsed before, he would not change his face, but now, Xiao Fan can't do it at all.
"Thank you, senior." Xiao Fan said slightly cautious, lowering his head, not daring to look directly.
Even so, Xiao Fan felt that the man had been looking at him, but strangely, Xiao Fan didn't feel uncomfortable, but felt warm.
"In the middle stage of the Great Emperor Realm, the cultivation base is still too weak." The middle-aged man said in a tone of hatred for iron and steel.
With a wave of hands, a cup of tea and two teacups suddenly appeared on the stone table, and immediately poured a cup for the man and Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan was stunned. He had broken through to the peak of the Great Emperor Realm for more than 20 years. This was already rare.
"You have seen everything just now." The man picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Xiao Fan nodded and saw those scenes. Only then did he realize that in this blood golden coffin, the corpse of the ancestor was not buried, but the beautiful memory of the ancestor.
What Xiao Fan didn't know was, why did the ancestor only let people with the soul of the ancestor enter here? These pictures are not secrets?
"Senior, I don't know why you called the juniors here?" Xiao Fan took a deep breath and slowly calmed his thoughts.
Seeing that Xiao Fan was able to restore calm so quickly, the man nodded in satisfaction, but did not speak, but extended his palm to Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan looked puzzled, but the next moment, Xiao Fan's expression changed drastically, and the white stone in his body suddenly flew out of him, moving in the void, not knowing whether it was excitement or something.
The white stone was his biggest secret. He was caught by the man directly, and when he saw the man, he was still cheering.
But thinking that this white stone was originally a man, Xiao Fan was relieved.
If the man can take it away, after all, Xiao Fan doesn't want to have a time bomb in his body, even if he doesn't let it go.
The man looked at the white stone in his hand, as if he had seen his child, and lost his mind for a long time.
"This is your thing." After a long time, the man spoke and handed the white stone to Xiao Fan.
However, Xiao Fan didn't pick up the white stone. He just watched it quietly. The white stone shone with white light, just like a wronged child.
"This should be your thing." After a long time, Xiao Fan spit out a word and shook his head.
The man was taken aback for a moment, but he soon understood that his behavior just now was a bit abrupt. It is estimated that he would never want this thing again.
Besides, Xiao Fan had already seen the images that had been branded, and he wouldn't want it anymore.
"I was abrupt." The man's words were slightly hoarse, not sure if it was sad or something.
A strange color flashed in Xiao Fan's eyes. In his opinion, with a man's heart, it is estimated that there is nothing in this world that can wave his heartstrings.
When the white stone was visible, the man choked a little.
An image flashed in Xiao Fan's mind for an instant. It was the scene where the man put the white stone into the blood coffin where his son was buried.
In the eyes of a man, perhaps seeing the white stone is like seeing his own son.
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan took the white stone and said, "Senior, what exactly is this white stone?"
"What do you think of him?" The man chuckled lightly.
Although Xiao Fan couldn't see his face, he could still feel his kindness, but still shook his head and said, "I used to think it was a life stone, but then I discovered that he is more strange than a life stone."
"You can actually treat it as a lifestone." The man smiled.
"Uh..." Xiao Fan was taken aback for a moment, and he was even more puzzled. He knew that the man had no need to lie to him.
But, can a lifestone have its own consciousness?
Obviously impossible!
But the white stone has its own consciousness, it can understand Xiao Fan's words.
"You are a jealous person, wouldn't it be okay if you regard it as a lifestone?" the man asked again, his tone full of curiosity.
Xiao Fan's eyes condensed, and he didn't expect the man to see that he was a jealous person at a glance. He wondered what kind of state the man had reached.
However, Xiao Fan still shook his head and said, "If you are a senior, do you want to be controlled by others?"
Although the white stone didn't harm him, it was only temporary. Nothing right now does not mean there will be no future, especially after he saw the man personally put the white stone into the coffin of his son.
"Interesting, you are not afraid that I will kill you?" The man was slightly surprised, exuding a Ruoyouruwu aura.
"If you are controlled by someone, it's better to die." Xiao Fan said neither humble nor overbearing.
He used to think he was not afraid of death, but when he really faced it, he was indeed afraid.
But he is even more afraid that he will be played by others and that life is better than death. Hearing Xiao Fan's words, the man was silent. The two looked at each other for a long time, and no one spoke.