"You are unreal? How can you?" Su Moyu exclaimed for a moment.
He had seen Mo Ruhuan. He looked younger than the one in front of him, and his accomplishments were higher. Moreover, Su Moyu clearly remembered that Mo Ruhuan was abandoned by Bai quietly's father that day.
But the old man in front of him had both hands intact. No matter how he looked, he was not the same person.
Seeing Su Moyu's expression, the old man who claimed to be unreal laughed at himself and said, "no wonder Mr. Su can't recognize it. The skills I have practiced are special. Once I am seriously injured, I can heal by wasting my accomplishments and vitality. In order to treat the broken hand and the injury in my body, I fell into a state of self. My body has grown old and changed a lot."
Hearing what he said, Su Moyu generally understood.
However, he still frowned and said, "but why do you seem to have no hostility when you see me?"
This is the most puzzling thing for him.
Because the last time he was buried in the sword City, he and Mo Ruhuan finally turned over. It can be said that they were mortal enemies.
But now, in his unreal body, he can't feel a trace of hostility.
Hearing Su Moyu's question, Mo Ruhuan sighed and said, "Mr. Su, after the burial of the sword City, I finally understand a word."
"Oh? Would you like to hear the details?" Su Moyu asked.
Mo Ruhuan nodded and said, "there are people outside, there are days outside!"
With that, he slowly turned around and continued with a face of vicissitudes: "In the past few years, I and the first devil of Tianmo Dao have been respected as the first in the world. For a long time, I also think I am the first in the world and the best expert in the world. However, after I really met the demon king, I realized that I am not even a fart. That sentence is the first in the world. Now I often think of it, I want to slap myself in the face 。”
These words really came from his heart, and Su Moyu could hear them.
I heard Mo Ruhuan continue: "when I came back from the burial sword City, I really hated Mr. Su and the demon king. But after sitting in the cave for a few days, I suddenly realized that I was the one I should hate most."
Su Moyu was slightly surprised and said, "why do you say this?"
Mo Ruhuan smiled and said, "when I became a monk in those years, I also made a great wish, hoping to understand the way of heaven, achieve the supreme way and benefit all the people. It's a pity that once I entered the path of cultivation, I either attacked and killed each other or colluded with each other for several years, and forgot my original self."
Say, Mo Ruhuan smiles again, but this time, more is the meaning of bitter smile: "Thanks to this time, I was badly hurt by the demon king, which gave me a chance to have a thorough understanding. From now on, I am willing to focus on the Tao and ignore those things in the practice world. What can make me have such an insight is thanks to you, Mr. Su, and the demon king. For me, you are all my benefactors. How can I be hostile to you?"
After hearing these words, Su Moyu's heart moved.
He looked at his unreal eyes carefully and couldn't see a flaw. It seems that the other party's words really came from his heart.
At the same time, the donkey elder beside Su Moyu also nodded at him, which made Su Moyu firm his judgment.
But at this time, Yin Bukong suddenly said, "old man, what you said is beautiful, but if you are really willing to give up all the treasures you have collected over the years?"
Then Mo Ruhuan noticed Yin Bukong on one side and said with a smile, "Oh? Isn't this Yin Bukong? Are you here too?"
Yin Bukong grinned and said, "Oh? The first person in the world in the previous generation also knew me, Yin Bukong."
Mo Ruhuan smiled bitterly, waved his hand and said, "don't mention the first in the world. What you said before is true. The old man has been tired of these foreign things and created a lot of karma all his life. It's better to give them to you two."
As soon as he turned his hand, he put everything in his sleeve in front of Su Moyu.
This time, Yin Bukong was a little silly.
Mo Ruhuan has been in the first position in Zhongzhou for a long time in the past few thousand years.
The wealth he has accumulated is unimaginable.
Not long ago, Yin Bukong had moved almost the whole Vientiane gate.
But adding all the things he stole today is not as precious as the pile in front of him at this time.
"You really give it to us?" Yin Bukong still couldn't believe his eyes at this time.
Mo Ruhuan nodded gently over there and said, "take it."
Yin Bukong hesitated for a moment, and then said with a smile, "that's so sorry."
Having said that, when you collect things, you move more quickly than usual.
Although these things were precious, Su Moyu didn't see them.
At the moment, all he could see was a fragment of those treasures.
Yes, that's why he came here today: the fragments of the wooden flag.
Now, almost without any effort, he got the last fragment, which made Su Moyu a little excited.
However, looking at the unreal at this time, he was a little embarrassed.
However, Yin Bukong on one side had no awareness of this at all. After collecting the fragments of the wooden flag, he suddenly turned his head, stared at Mo Ruhuan and said, "your clothes seem good..."
Hearing Yin Bukong's words, Mo Ruhuan was stunned.
Su Moyu frowned, kicked Yin Bukong, and whispered, "it's almost all right!"
Yin Bukong smiled and glanced back and forth at Mo Ruhuan. Finally, he nodded awkwardly and said, "well, contentment is always happy!"
This sentence fell into Su Moyu's ear and made him speechless for a moment.
Listening to the meaning of Yin Bukong's words, it seems that he hasn't had a good time yet.
Since the purpose has been achieved, it is meaningless to stay here.
In particular, this Mo Ruhuan has already had the heart of coming out of the dust, and it is estimated that he will not be an enemy in the future, so it is better to let him focus on the Tao.
Thinking like this, Su Moyu hugged Mo Ruhuan, said a few gossip, and withdrew from his closed cave with Yin Bukong.
After leaving the cave, Yin Bukong looked back from time to time, looking reluctant.
Su Moyu looked at him angrily and smiled and said, "I said, do you really want to take off his clothes?"
Yin Bukong hesitated for a moment and said with a smile, "how can I? Even if his Taoist robe was woven of Jiujie ice silk, 108 crystal stones fell from top to bottom, plus twelve forbidden arrays, so that knives and guns can't enter water and fire, but I Yin Bukong knew a lot and didn't pay attention to that kind of East and West roots."
"Er..." Su Moyu was speechless again.
If he really didn't pay attention, how could he see it so carefully?
"It's nothing like magic. He was a genius in the past. Although he has suffered heavy losses and his cultivation has regressed, now he has a clear mind. It's possible to improve his cultivation over time." Su Moyu couldn't help but praise.
"Seriously?" Yin Bukong looked surprised.
Su Moyu nodded slightly over there.
But while they were talking, the sound of breaking the air suddenly came from the mountain road in the distance.
In a flash, twelve naked white haired old men came to the waterfall.