Lin Wu was stunned for a moment, then became happy.

Great, she can go find Bo Yuting after getting the magic weapon! When the time comes, she will come back to return the magic weapon and she will be able to go back to thirteen years later.

I hope everything goes well! Lin Wu went to pack his things with great motivation.

It was not until the evening, when Lin Wu was warming herself by the fire in the yard, that Mo Chuan appeared again. He stood on the steps under the eaves, glanced at her, and then looked up at the vast night sky.

Lin Wu suddenly became curious and turned around to ask him, "Master, is your magic weapon really made from your heart?"

"Um."

"Do you still have the heart?"

“…”

Mochuan didn't answer, but just looked at her as if she was talking nonsense.

But Lin Wu remembered that when she was in Lingnan, she clearly felt a beating heart in his chest. This was why she had never connected Mochuan with the Eleventh Ridge Master before.

Lin Wu stood up and walked to the bottom of the stairs. He looked up at him and said, "Master, how can you grow a new heart?"

Mo Chuan said calmly: "No."

"Not at all?"

Lin Wu was puzzled.

Mo Chuan felt puzzled: "Why does this mountain master need a heart? With a heart comes love and sorrow, and it is self-inflicted. Just like the destined people who have come to me in the past three days, who doesn't have something hidden in their hearts and a desire to die? Otherwise, why would they come to this remote mountain place?"

Lin Wu finally understood what was the strangeness he had felt for the past three days.

Mochuan was never touched. He just watched indifferently like a stone. He did what fate told him to do and then left immediately.

If it wasn't what he should do, he wouldn't even look at it even if someone died in front of him.

Could this be related to his experience in Baimin Village thousands of years ago? Was he not hesitant to cut out his heart because the villagers were numb?

"But Master, you are a human being, and as a human being you should have a heart. Only in this way can you appreciate the many wonders in life and not be lonely and boring for thousands of years."

Lin Wu went up a step and looked at the man. "If you have the will, you can also be free from worries and it won't hinder your practice."

"Master, you can also find something interesting and fun to do. I remember you... uh, I mean I guessed, for example, refining some magical instruments like bells? Not only are they useful, but they also look good when worn on the body."

Lin Wu glanced at Mochuan's long white hair hanging behind him.

There is no decoration on it.

I don't know why Mo Chuan had the leisure to dress himself up so exquisitely later. Maybe it was because he was in the mood at that time, so he was in the mood to do something else? Mo Chuan was slightly startled, and suddenly he felt a strange discomfort in his chest. He stepped back and frowned, "You don't want to come back to accompany me, so you said that and asked me to find something else?"

Lin Wu choked and said, "First of all, I didn't promise you that I would stay in Shisanling with you. Secondly, I didn't say I wouldn't come back. Finally, I'm only doing this for your own good. You don't have to listen to me."

Mo Chuan looked at her, then suddenly turned around and went back.

"Why is he so moody now?" Lin Wu muttered and went back to warm himself by the fire.

In the room, Mo Chuan lowered his head and looked at his chest with a frown.

After a long while, he raised his hand and pressed it, looking at the beast statue in front of him in a daze, muttering: "What's wrong with me..."

…

The next day, Lin Wu got up before dawn.

Just as he was about to look for Mochuan to get the magic weapon, he suddenly saw something extra on the table in the yard outside.

When she walked over, she saw a piece of ordinary-looking heart-shaped black stone with green web-like veins on the surface. The middle was empty with a ball of red light faintly visible.

"Is this the Three Lives Stone?"

Lin Wu reached out to take it curiously.

The moment they touched, a white light sank into her fingertips.

Suddenly, something new appeared in Lin Wu's mind.

This is truly the Sansheng Stone. Mochuan passed down its usage to her in the form of mysterious magic.

Lin Wu took some time to absorb it, then turned around and called out to Mo Chuan.

The whole temple was silent, just like the last time she found the old man missing.

Lin Wu searched all the rooms one by one, but as expected, Mo Chuan was not there.

The footsteps gradually faded away until they could no longer be heard, and then the door to the main temple room at the top suddenly opened.

Mochuan, wearing a cloth robe and a mask, appeared out of nowhere at the door, staring at the snowy sky in the distance, motionless.

He stood like a stone statue, watching the sun rise and the moon set, and the heavy snow falling.

The coldness on the top of the mountain was eternal, and his whole body was covered with frost.

I don’t know how long it took, but Mochuan finally moved.

He raised his hand and touched his heart, feeling a strange and long-lost throbbing. He said dazedly, "Master, this mountain master seems...sick. Perhaps I should go back to the Thirteen Mountains and ask the Eighth Mountain Master to take a look."

The animal statue enshrined above the back was suddenly enveloped by a ball of white light.

White light fell to the ground.

The figure of the old man from before appeared.

But at this time his eyes were dull and lifeless, and he obviously could not recognize anything.

But he walked slowly and accurately to Mo Chuan's side and said, "The Lord of the Ridge is not sick."

Mochuan tilted his head to look at him.

The master put his hands together and bowed to him, smiling and saying: "Congratulations, Master Ling, you will soon complete your tribulation and ascend to the place where the Life Stone is born."

Mo Chuan was stunned. "Perfection? But there are seven kinds of suffering in life, and this mountain master has only overcome six. The last suffering... this mountain master has no intention to overcome it, how can he overcome it?"

"Now, the Lord of the Ridge will soon have the intention." said the master.

Mo Chuan's pupils shrank slightly, as if he found it a little unbelievable, and he pressed his chest.

The master continued, "I wish the mountain master to pass away soon. If the mountain master has no idea where to go to ascend, he can ask the fourth mountain master. He once ascended three hundred years ago, but he met a human who gave up voluntarily."

Mo Chuan asked, "After entering the place where the life stone was born, can this mountain master come back?"

"No." The master answered patiently, "But the great lord and his men are here too, so you won't be alone."

Mo Chuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "This mountain master does not want to."

The master was slightly surprised.

Mo Chuan turned around and looked into the distance, repeating: "I don't want to."

"Why?"

The master was puzzled.

"She said she would come back and we would see each other again. This is not the Seventh Suffering. This Lord of the Ridge has not yet reached the stage of experiencing tribulation." Mochuan said calmly.

The master was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Then, Lord Ling, are you willing to make a bet with me?"

"What's the bet?"

"Let's bet on whether the Lord of the Ridge can reach the moment of ascension within fourteen years." The master made some calculations and said with a smile.

Mochuan was stunned for a moment and said okay.

After a while, he seemed to see something and said, "I want to go down the mountain and go to the outside world."

The master said calmly: "The Thirteen Ridges cannot enter the secular world. If the Ridge Master really insists on entering the secular world, he must be punished by forty-nine thunderbolts according to the Ridge Rules."

Mo Chuan nodded without hesitation.

The master bowed his head and said: "Then I wish you all the best."

…

The other side.

Lin Wu finally returned to Sa City in the early morning of the next day and found a hotel to stay in.

After washing up and eating, Lin Wu immediately started to revive his soul. It took him a full hour of careful work before he succeeded.

However, just when Lin Wu was relieved and was about to take back the magic weapon, the magic weapon turned into a beam of light and merged into the heart of the soul body! ! Lin Wu took a breath of cold air and quickly tried to take it out.

But as soon as she forcibly took it out, her soul would become unstable! Lin Wu was stunned.

So is that why she didn't return the magic weapon to Mo Chuan thirteen years ago, causing him to go down the mountain to look for her? ?