"Yes, it looks like a grave, but unfortunately it's not a grave."

Mu Tian's words made Mo Yuan breathe a sigh of relief a little, but he didn't wait long to completely push Mo Yuan into the abyss.

"There should be corpses in the grave, at least there should be a clothed mound, but there is nothing in it!"

Mu Tian clenched his hands, and the uncontrollable momentum continued to pour out of his body, suppressing Mo Yuan on the side and retreating a few steps.

But Mo Yuan didn't care about these things at all, but stared at Mu Tian with a dead face.

"What do you mean?"

Mu Tian didn't say anything more, but walked to the back of the grave bag and squatted down, as if he was holding something.

Waiting for Mu Tian to straighten up, Mo Yuan saw clearly what he was holding in his hand, that thing Mo Yuan was too familiar, and the robe that had been draped on Fa Ming's body was quietly held by Mu Tian in his hand at this time.

Mo Yuan couldn't have known what this meant, but he still didn't believe it, or he didn't want to believe it.

"Fa Ming, this guy is really, is it so hot this day? I even took off my robe, and I didn't care about the identity of the monk...

Seeing Mo Yuan's expression of forced joy when he almost collapsed, Mu Tian sighed and handed the robe to Mo Yuan.

"Monk he has been..."

"Enough!"

Mo Yuan interrupted him with a roar.

"Impossible, this monk's life is so hard, and there are many Buddhist supernatural powers that can't die, can't die..."

"I'm a waste who doesn't know anything and hasn't died, how can a monk die."

Mo Yuan muttered to himself, and two lines of tears finally crossed his cheeks.

"Hey, take it, before he died, he specially instructed me to hand over this robe to you, saying that it can help you suppress your mind."

Mu Tian sent the robe held in front of Mo Yuan forward, until Mo Yuan took it with a dull expression, and then withdrew his outstretched hand and stretched it into his arms.

"And this, although he didn't say it, I think it should be handed over to you."

Mu Tian took out a wooden box from his arms, the workmanship of the wooden box was extremely simple, and even Mo Yuan was not sure whether this was a wooden box or not.

"What is this?"

Mo Yuan was still silent in sadness, and his tone seemed emotionless and flat, but Mu Tian didn't answer Mo Yuan's question, but slowly opened the lid.

Suddenly, a burst of golden light emitted from the inside of the box, which lasted for nearly a minute before dimming back, and it was only when Mo Yuan saw the contents of the box clearly.

It was a bead with a round body and a faint golden light, which seemed to have a sense of sacrosanctity at a glance, so abrupt but naturally appeared in my heart.

"This is..."

Mo Yuan had never seen this thing, but at this moment, three words came to his mind.

"Relic."

Mu Tian calmly narrated, but his face was a little lost.

"I thought the monk was just an ordinary monk, but I didn't expect to burn the relics, it's a pity..."

Mo Yuan didn't know what Mu Tian was sorry for, maybe it was a pity that a person died at a young age, thinking so in his heart, Mo Yuan suddenly remembered something in Mu Tian's words.

"Burn the relics? You burned his body!? ”

Mo Yuan grabbed Mu Tian's collar, at this moment he had forgotten how great the difference in strength between himself and Mu Tian was, a faint black qi wrapped around Mo Yuan's eyes, and the green tendons on his hands were exposed, as if as long as Mu Tian nodded and admitted that he would not hesitate to fight with Mu Tian.

Mo Yuan finally stopped escaping the fact that Fa Ming was dead at this moment, too much evidence was in front of him, even if he didn't want to admit it, it was already a fact, he only cared about whether Fa Ming's body was really burned by Mu Tian now.

Looking at Mo Yuan who grabbed his collar in front of him, Mu Tian couldn't help frowning, not because of Mo Yuan's unreasonableness, but because of Mo Yuan's subconscious breath when he lost control of his emotions.

Although he had long been aware of Mo Yuan's situation, and Fa Ming had also instructed him before he died, but at this time, seeing the black qi gradually entangled around Mo Yuan's body, Mu Tian found that this matter might not be as simple as he thought.

This black qi gave him the feeling of yin, nobility, and vitality mixed in it, and there were already some ingredients that he couldn't judge, which seemed to be similar to the stumps of those corpses found before, but it was completely different.

It's like the opposition between light and darkness, life and death, the corpse gives him the feeling of extreme darkness, all the components are to present an abyss in front of his eyes, but Mo Yuan's body, although the elements of the composition are almost the same, let people see the light under the dark surface.

Yes, the light...

Mu Tian didn't know why he thought so, but he just had this feeling ridiculously, and he felt the light from the black qi that caused yin and evil, although it was only a faint feeling.

If someone had told him that he had sensed light from a ghost cultivator, he would have spit on the face of the person who said it, but now...

"Oh, it's interesting, it's really interesting, no wonder that monk didn't forget to tell me until he died... Originally, I thought it was just that he was kind and couldn't let go of the people who shared the hardships together, but I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it..."

Mu Tian's sudden laughter made Mo Yuan stunned, and then he became even more angry.

"What are you laughing at? What is inexplicable? I'm asking you! ”

"Don't worry, Fa Ming voluntarily brought the ghost into my formation and was incinerated with the ghost, of course, if you have to say it, his body is indeed burned by me."

"You!"

Mo Yuan's hand grabbing Mu Tian's collar trembled constantly, as if he was trying his best to suppress it, but in the end, Mo Yuan still let go of his hand, took the small wooden box from Mu Tian's hand and cherished it in his arms.

Shake off the robe that he had been holding in his hand and drape it on his body, but the next scene made Mo Yuan and Mu Tian stunned at the same time, the original brightly colored robe quickly faded when it came into contact with the black qi on Mo Yuan's body until it became a snow-white colorless garment.

"This... What's going on? ”

Mo Yuan looked at Mu Tian sluggishly, only to see Mu Tian slightly open his mouth to say something, he froze in place, he even forgot to close his mouth, and only replied casually when he heard Mo Yuan's inquiry.

"How do I know? I'm not a monk, so I don't know what this is. ”

Mo Yuan was a little speechless, but the changes in the robe on his body had not yet ended, and black flowers began to appear on the white robe, until they were covered with the entire clothes.

The white robe finally filled every corner with black, and the black is composed of pitch-black flower patterns, giving people an extremely strange feeling.

Mo Yuan stood stiffly in place and didn't dare to move, and Mu Tian was amazed and circled around Mo Yuan several times to look at this robe, well, although no one would have thought that this was a robe if he didn't say it.

After waiting for a long time, Mo Yuan found that apart from the previous changes, he thought that nothing had happened, so he put the Buddha's robe and just changed color.

Mu Tian and Fa Ming studied together for a long time, and they really didn't find anything special about this robe, so the two gave up the study of the robe.

"Yan Ling, Fu Seal, Formation Do you want to learn that?"

Mu Tian stretched his waist and asked casually with an indifferent face.

"Huh?"

For this guy's out-of-the-box thinking, Mo Yuan felt that it was a little difficult for him to keep up, wasn't he still studying clothes together a second ago? Why did you suddenly say that?

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, I just promised the monk to teach you some life-saving abilities, and I thought about it and thought about it, and that's all I can do to teach others, so you can choose."

With his hands spread, Mu Tian looked like he could choose, but Mo Yuan was unusually silent, and after a long time, he slowly spoke.

"Can you... Wait for me for three days. ”

"Huh?"

Mu Tianmeng's eyes widened and he stared at Mo Yuan coldly.

"Do you know how many people in the world want to learn this? It's not that I have to teach you, I just promised the monk to give you a chance, don't be ignorant! ”

In the end, the chill in the words was not concealed at all, and Mo Yuan could feel the killing intent constantly coming from the other party's body.

"I know, so, please wait for me for three days."

Mo Yuan looked at Mu Tian calmly.