What surprised Mo Yixi was more than that, the reason why he saw this picture was because the basis of his positioning was Yin Ruoclumsy.

And at this moment, the middle-aged man with black and white hair who was opposite to Jiang Mingyuan God was the current head of Shushan, his Sword Saint Senior Brother!

After Mo Yixi was surprised, he laughed: "Haha, I thought that as long as I liked to cross the rules first and then obey the rules, it turns out that you are the same, senior brother?!" ”

His words passed through the transmission of the magic weapon and fell into the ears of Yin Ruozhuo, who was in the center of the Lock Demon Tower, he smiled indifferently, and did not pay attention to this question without the slightest reproach, but continued to look at Jiang Ming in front of him.

Jiang Ming's cultivation before his death was already the first person of the Shushan New Sect, when he died, Yin Ruochou was only a three or four-year-old child, and now a hundred years have passed, in the case of the demonic aura of the lock demon tower and the isolation of the outside aura, his Yuan Shen still maintains a terrifying power, and the way to refining the god can be said to have reached the peak level.

"You shouldn't call me Senior Brother......"

Jiang Ming slowly lowered his head, turned his back suddenly, and did not have the face to look directly at his junior brother. "I don't deserve ...... Do you see the swords here, they are all dead under my sword, my sins, deep, deep! ”

"No, you didn't do anything wrong." Yin Ruozhuo smiled indifferently and said, "Actually, it is you who have achieved dozens of senior brothers and our masters!" They all ascended to heaven and were freed from the suffering of the world's eternal reincarnation. ”

Killing his own brother with his own hands and making his master so angry that he died violently is not wrong? Is there any secret in this? Jiang Ming turned his head in disbelief and exclaimed, "What did you say?!" ”

What answered him was Yin Ruo's gentle voice: "Although they died under your sword, they have been surpassed because of this, and it is a once-in-a-lifetime fate!" ”

"Ridiculous! What a ridiculous!! Jiang Ming angrily accused.

He has never denied his fault, and this is the reason why he has not dispersed the original spirit with a heavy heart of grief all these years. But now that Yin Ruozhuo said this, wouldn't it be a reversal of black and white? Was he just trying to dissolve his knot?

"There is good in everything, there is evil in good, there is good in evil, and all the people who died that day, when they understand the truth, they will be grateful to you."

Although this truth is very big, from the perspective of the immortal cultivation realm, their death is not another kind of detachment? The person who said it is just like Jiang Ming now, although the body is dead, the original god still exists, and it is also not considered death, it is equivalent to changing a life form, and he is a good man for more than ten years after reincarnation.

"It seems that you have to give your senior brother something practical so that you can understand."

Yin Ruoclumsy smiled indifferently, closed his eyes defenselessly, pressed his hands in front of him, and with the traction of his mind, the divine thoughts of the Shushan disciples who remained in the magic weapon awakened one after another, although this was only a wisp of distraction left when refining the weapon, and there was no wisdom, but from their instinctive reactions, it could be seen whether the Shushan disciples maintained hatred for Jiang Ming, the murderer, after death.

"Buzz ......"

The magic swords bounced up from the stone pillars one after another, filled with pale green light, the blades hung low, and they were placed obliquely in the air, many of them were because of their age, and the spiritual loss of mana was insufficient, causing the sword body to tremble and shake constantly, but there was still no sword, showing hostility towards Jiang Ming.

"Senior brother...... Can you really forgive me?! ”

Jiang Ming looked at the saber of his former classmates, his legs were bent and he knelt on the ground, his eyes were hazy, and his hands kept waving, expressing his guilt for the past hundred years to these brothers who died under his sword.

"A little wider?" Yin Ruozhuo smiled lightly.

Jiang Ming was stunned, and shook his head with guilt, this is just one of his obsessions, in addition, the fox demon girl who died in his arms back then and blocked dozens of swords for him couldn't let go.

"You can't let go of the girl, can you?"

As soon as Yin Ruozhuo looked at his expression, she understood what he meant, "Actually, Miss Nuyuan, she has already attained enlightenment, and she has attained transcendence earlier than Master and all the senior brothers. ”

"But, she's a demon." Jiang Ming's words were filled with sadness.

"Demon, it's just a form, when she was overtaken for you, she had already let go of everything and led to bliss earlier. There, there will be no more people entangled with demons, ghosts and beasts. ”

In the face of Yin Ruo's murmuring teachings, Jiang Ming was stunned, he didn't let go of himself all these years, he didn't want to leave, and he just couldn't let go of the obsession here, but now he was forgiven by his senior brother, and when he learned about the good fruit of the Nuyuan, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face, "That's good." ”

"Actually, there is light and darkness, and beauty can also give rise to ugliness, there are rights and wrongs in all this perseverance, this is the truth that I have only recently realized, Senior Brother Jiang Ming, let her accompany you for a ride at the end. Go all the way. ”

Yin Ruozhuo's eyes flashed with crystal tears, and while persuading Jiang Ming, he also persuaded himself, and he felt a lot in his heart.

Back then, he witnessed the inseparable emotions of Jiang Ming and Nuyuan, and knowing this moment, he understood why Jiang Ming was so insistent at the beginning.

Turning his head and looking at the glorious and restrained magic sword on the ground, Yin Ruo sighed in a clumsy manner, raised his hand and made a move, and the mana of Pei Ran shrouded the past, bringing it together into a roll, and then his footsteps were light, and his body pulled out a hazy afterimage, and ran rampant in the lock demon tower where countless demons were imprisoned.

After seeing him leave, the woman holding Jiang Ming's sword next to her slowly walked into this prison, tearing down and looking at her father, whom she had never met.

"Boom!!"

With the opening and closing of the gate of the Lock Demon Tower in an instant, Yin Ruo's figure flashed out of it, and he raised his head slightly and rose into the air, and the imperial qi flew towards the main hall of Shushan.

His Dao heart has now been rebuilt, and the state of mind of Gujing Bubo in the past has completely recovered the ordinary emotions of the previous ones, and he is very curious about the purpose of Mo Yixi's return this time.

"You have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, let's say, this time you want to accept disciples or introduce me to a master?"

Yin Ruoclum's mouth smiled, and his demeanor was very natural and he walked into the Immeasurable Temple, and his joke also made Mo Yixi squirt, Yin Ruoclum's in the past would not make any jokes with him at all, and he would always go straight to him.

"Senior brother, you have a conversation with Senior Brother Jiang Ming this time, and the harvest is so big?"

"Not only with him, but also with the Elder Xia you introduced, I realized that my Dao also has imperfections, so that I can draw the distinction between good and evil today, as well as the changes I have changed since I entered the Dao."