Chapter 168 The Moon

Chapter 168 The Moon

Chapter 168 The Moon
Anyone can lie, but the skin of the Green Bag Immortal will not. Li Wuxiang immediately realized that the other moon in the sky should be the Tianxin Sect's sect-protecting magic weapon, the Mysterious Light of the Moon - someone was using that thing against him!
His heart tightened, and then relaxed again - good! What was supposed to happen had come!

He suddenly stood up from the ground, no longer hiding his body, and released his flying sword, waiting for the powerful enemy to attack.

However, after three breaths, there was still silence all around, even the chirping of insects did not disappear, and it seemed that no one was coming.

Li Wuxiang couldn't help but raise his hand to scratch his head, and once again raised his face completely to look at the sky. The two moons were still staring at him like eyes. Could it be that he just felt the gaze, but was not actually discovered by the Tianxin Sect?

He felt relieved in his heart, so he let out a long breath, stood there, waved his hands, swung his arms, and gently patted his forehead.

Then, Li Wuxiang put away his flying sword and continued to walk towards the Tianxin Sect. His steps were brisk and his strides were long. The night wind whistled past his ears, and the ground covered with weeds rose and fell under him, as if he was -

Li Wuxiang suddenly stopped, paused for a moment, and tried to take another step forward.

Then he found himself jumping up lightly, just like a happy child, jumping up and down. However, because he was light and strong, he jumped very high, and each step was two or three feet off the ground, casting a shadow on the ground.

He immediately stopped again - what happened? !
But as soon as the thought came to his mind, he found himself raising his hand again and scratching his head, like a child puzzled by something.

Something is wrong...something is wrong with me now!

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt a chill on his head. By the time he reacted, he found that his hands were raised in front of him, holding a handful of tentacles that were still slightly wriggling... When he felt something was wrong just now, he subconsciously raised his hands and pulled his hair madly!
Ordinary people cannot pull the hair of this Golden Dan Qing Nang Immortal, but it is a different story if he tears his own hair!
I am——

He subconsciously wanted to look at the moon in the sky. However, when he reacted, he found that he was looking at the ground behind him - when he wanted to look at the moon just now, he suddenly raised his head, and because the force of raising his head was too strong, he suddenly tilted his head back and broke his neck!

The gold coil around his neck was damaged, but fortunately it was only deformed and not injured. Li Wuxiang immediately told himself to fall backwards, and his whole body fell to the ground, and his head also fell back.

I've been hit by some kind of spell, the spell of the Tianxin Sect!
Li Wuxiang lay on the ground, his heart tightening.

As soon as this feeling came to him, he realized that something was wrong - he felt that there was a high probability that he would tense his body and twist himself into a wet rag!

But the next moment, he found that it was not the case. He just lay quietly in the weeds, staring at the two moons in the sky, as if nothing had happened just now.

Li Wuxiang suppressed his thoughts and stopped himself from thinking of any action. This was difficult for others, but he had always done this when dealing with the foreign evil spirits in order to prevent them from spying on his thoughts, so it was not very difficult.

I was under a spell. I don't know how this spell works, but it seems to make my movements distorted.

He thought back and realized that he must have been struck the moment he saw the two moons in the sky.

It wasn't very obvious at first... I scratched my head when I was confused. I wasn't used to doing this action, but when I actually did it, it didn't feel very wrong.

Then, when I felt relieved, my movements became a little strange. Then, slowly, the amplitude of my walking became larger, scratching my head turned into tearing my hair, and when I looked up, my head broke - something was hurting me with my hands!
This method really works against a Jindan swordsman like him!
Li Wuxiang cleared his mind for two breaths, and then tried to come up with another idea - to stand up.

But this time he didn't move, as if the spell had failed because he was lying in the weeds.

This spell was extremely powerful even though he was hit without any awareness. However, he felt that there must be some weakness or flaw, otherwise wouldn't the Tianxin Sect be invincible with this method?
However, lying still like this was not a solution, so Li Wuxiang asked himself to stand up slowly, little by little, and stood in place, carefully feeling the sensations on his body.

It was back again—as if something was staring at him, making him uneasy and throbbing, and he couldn't help wanting to—

Click!

He felt his vision turned a circle and returned to the front... He stood in the same place and turned his head a full circle!
The spell worked again!
Why? Not lying down?

He was too lazy to twist his head back, so he just twisted his neck, jumped up, released the flying sword, and almost tore the tentacles connected to the small sword apart: "Who is playing tricks?! Come out!"

The surroundings were still silent, and he jumped very high, almost exhausting all his strength. He released the flying sword and wanted to circle around him to see if he could hit any hidden evil spirits, but the small sword immediately turned into a stream of light that was too fast to be seen, buzzing around him twice, shrinking smaller and smaller. Li Wuxiang hurriedly took a deep breath and let himself fall to the ground suddenly - the flying sword swished past his hair and almost cut off his own head!

In order to avoid the flying sword, he suddenly lowered his head. This time, because he used too much force, his neck, which had already been twisted, was bent again, and finally the skin at the neck was torn, revealing the shining golden coil.

However, at the moment when the severe pain came, he saw the shadow under his feet!
There were two moons in the sky, shining as brightly as day on the meadow, and naturally two shadows were cast on the meadow.

However, one of the shadows was normal. As his body fell, it cast a shadow on the grass that gradually became darker.

The other shadow was dark, with a clear and distinct outline!
A thought flashed through Li Wuxiang's mind - it's okay to lie down because you can't cast a shadow! This ghost thing is causing trouble!
He exerted all his strength to force the essence and blood out of his body.

He was not full of Qi and blood, but he did have some. He ate and drank water every day, and because his skin would consume some of the energy, in order to look and feel like the skin of a living person, it was necessary to store some water in it. When his internal Qi was running and his Dan Li was flowing, the water in his skin would absorb the essence of his body and become something similar to blood.

At this time, he was still too strong, and his skin was almost drained in an instant, and the whole person became wrinkled, like a ghost. But a small mouthful of transparent mucus also spurted out of his mouth, splashing on the black shadow. In an instant, the black shadow twisted and danced, as if feeling extreme pain. When Li Wuxiang fell to the ground, the thing did not follow him again, but raised waves of black mist, which smoked the surrounding weeds and withered them all. After jumping on the grass tip several times, it drilled into the ground.

Although there were two moons in the sky, it was still dark after all. The black shadow disappeared after it crawled into the grass.

As soon as this thing left his body, Li Wuxiang's uneasy feeling disappeared immediately. However, his body was still extremely sensitive and he felt as if something uncomfortable was rushing towards him from his left side.

He took three steps back again, but the feeling did not go away, but got closer, as if no matter where he went, the distance between him and that thing was absolute rather than relative.

He tried changing his position and made a few more dodging moves, but he felt that the distance between him and the thing was sometimes far and sometimes near, as if there was no regular pattern at all. However, the last few steps he took back made it almost within reach of him, as if it was about to get under his feet again.

That ghost thing is going to possess his body and turn into his shadow!
But Li Wuxiang felt that he already knew how to deal with it - he raised his hand and turned his head, running quickly towards the west, close to the grass tip. The real moon was in the east, and the fake one was in the west. He ran nearly a hundred steps, and the shadow cast by the real moon under his feet was stretched to an invisible point.

However, just this point made him feel that the thing was gradually moving away from him - the black shadow was running towards his own shadow, it wanted to use the real shadow to influence its own movements!
He ran forward for a distance and gradually felt that some connection between him and that thing was like a rubber band that had been stretched to its limit and suddenly broke.

A patch of weeds three steps behind him suddenly began to boil, with huge clouds of smoke rising up, as if a shadow had lost its restraints and was disintegrating. Li Wuxiang turned around in mid-air and swung his sword, hitting the black mist directly.

The black mist immediately turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated in the air. But at the same time, Li Wuxiang also felt a slight numbness all over his body, and his feet seemed to be empty. Looking down, his real shadow seemed to have become a little dimmer, as if a part of it had also been taken away by that thing.

The fake shadow was silent, and Li Wuxiang didn't know whether the sword had killed it. So he looked up at the moon in the sky again, and found that there seemed to be a shadow passing over the surface of the moon halo on the left, which looked like a thin cloud.

Now he tilted his neck upward and stared at the moon carefully.

Originally, the two moons were almost identical, with no difference from what he had seen in his previous life. Even the faint shadow outlines on the moon's surface were familiar to him.

But now, he felt as if there was something extra on the left wheel, like a tiny spot of rust.

……

Lou He saw Zhou Ruixin exhale suddenly, rub his eyes, and blink hard.

Just after saying "I will capture him first", the Tianxin Sect Master sat behind the desk in a daze. Now he came back to his senses, there was no change in the expression on his face, but his aura had changed.

The amplitude of his movements was a little bigger and his breathing was a little louder, which should mean that his mood at this moment did not seem to be as good as before.

"Sect Master?" Lou He asked softly, "Is it done?"

Zhou Ruixin glanced at him and then lowered his eyelids. But in just a moment, Lou He discovered that there seemed to be a small white spot in his left eye.

"I just tried his methods, and this guy is quite clever. But..." Zhou Ruixin shook his head, "The Golden Core Swordsman's methods are too clumsy, he only has bloody courage. Well, seriously speaking, many things in this world can only be understood after trying them. Today, I have broadened my horizons."

After he said this, he fell silent, lowered his head slightly, and stared at a teacup on the table in a daze, as if he had fallen into the same trance-like state as before.

Lou He thought he had started to perform rituals again, but after waiting for three breaths, he heard Zhou Ruixin sigh and smile bitterly.

Lou Heshi asked, "Master, if you feel embarrassed, in fact, our Thirty-Six Sects and Xuanjiao are originally one family. We also have some means here to--"

Zhou Ruixin smiled, looking a little gloomy: "You think I think that swordsman is difficult to deal with? Then you are thinking the wrong thing. I don't think he is difficult, but I feel a little disappointed."

"…Disappointed? How can you say that?"

Zhou Ruixin reached out, dipped his ring finger in the teacup in front of him, wiped his left eye, and shook his head: "More than three hundred years ago, when the Sword Sect was flourishing, many masters emerged. I remember that at that time, a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect had some conflicts with a swordsman. The people of the Sword Sect came to the mountain gate and fought. Naturally, the Lingxiao Sect was defeated."

"It has been more than 700 years since then, and there has been no similar incident. On the one hand, it is because the Sword Sect has the legal lineage of the Taiyi Sect, and on the other hand, it is because the accumulated prestige still exists. Before coming to Wenxin Pavilion today, I was still thinking, if Yulun Mountain intends to join the Xuan Sect, is this a big risk?"

He paused and said, "I was prepared to ruin the three thousand years of Yulun Mountain's foundation if I made a wrong choice. But after trying his methods just now, I realized that the swordsman... doesn't seem to be as scary as I always thought."

He raised his eyes to look at Lou He, and the white spot in his left eye slowly faded away: "Do you know what this means? It means that the people of the thirty-six sects have been guarding the thirty-six mountains, and have been humble for so many years in vain... at least three hundred years."

Lou He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Zhou Ruixin smiled and said, "I won't say anything discouraging. I'll just show you what the Tianxin Sect has done over the years I mentioned."

He closed his eyes again, then suddenly opened them again, with a gleam of light in his eyes. He raised his hand and touched his forehead, whispering, "Come!"

(End of this chapter)