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"Evil!"
Zeng Yi frowned when he heard Mo Xiao talking about this.
This is the second time he has heard about evil spirits. What exactly is this evil spirit? Could it be that Mo Xin, the father of Mo Xiao and his two siblings, died at the hands of evil spirits?
Zeng Yi looked at Mo Xiao, who was sitting next to him with his head lowered and in a low mood, and asked, "Can you tell me more about evil spirits?"
"Are you evil..."
Mo Xiao raised his head and looked forward. Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel scared.
"Actually, I don't know exactly what evil spirits are. However, we know that it represents ominousness, negativity, and is a symbol of disaster.
In my sister's introduction to the evil spirit, she said that it has almost always existed in Dongli, and it is not a conscious individual. It seems to be an ethereal negative energy, a collection of evil thoughts, and it will always exist.
As for evil spirits, they will quietly invade and take away everything that belongs to you when your faith collapses, your will is lost, and your soul is at its most empty. "
After hearing what Mo Xiao said, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel a little frightened. When he thought about it carefully, he felt a little scary.
"Always exist? Is there no way to eliminate evil spirits?" Zeng Yi said, since evil spirits can endanger people's lives, why not eradicate these things?
Here, everyone is a soul master, not to mention being protected by the powerful Sword God Palace. How can this still allow evil spirits to pour in?
After hearing what Zeng Yi said, Mo Xiao just shook his head, "It's useless. Evil spirits are the only thing that comes to you all the time, and you can't find it. Once it appears in front of you, it means, Everything is over. Didn’t I just say that evil spirits are a collection of evil thoughts. As long as there are people, they will always exist and will not die. "
"When invaded by evil thoughts, there are generally only two results. One is death, and the other is falling into evil ways and becoming a demon driven by power."
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The Spring Festival is getting closer and closer, and the town is also filled with a strong festive atmosphere.
Because the Spring Festival is the most important festival in Dongli, on that day, a grand and lively sacrificial activity will be held in the town.
On the outskirts of Qingping Town, there are huge locust trees. The trunks are ten meters thick in diameter and about a hundred meters high. The giant trees with lush branches and leaves have an aura of vicissitudes and eternity. Standing here Looking up from under a locust tree, it looks like a pillar supporting the sky, which is extremely shocking.
Under the huge tree in the sky, there are hundreds of people, who are busy working, carrying and building. The prototype of a huge altar can be vaguely seen.
Among those who work, Zeng Yi is also one of them.
Because this is a collective matter for the whole town, every household in the town must send at least one person to help with this altar used for sacrifice.
As for the Gale Wind Gym, because Mo Xiao was injured in his arm and Mo Xin was unwilling to come, this job had to fall on Zeng Yi's shoulders.
Zeng Yi has been here to help for several days. Under this huge locust tree, there are not only the altar used for the Spring Festival sacrifice, but also many shops, almost forming several streets.
The entire Spring Festival will last for three days.
In various gymnasiums, there are sword test conferences where kendo schools compete with each other, a memorial ceremony hosted by the Sword God Palace, and a fireworks display at night.
Zeng Yi got this information from their mouths after hanging around here for several days. Listening to the information they said, even Zeng Yi was in a surging mood, infected by the atmosphere of this important festival, and looking forward to the upcoming spring festival.
Because the people who work are basically soul masters, and they are all very efficient, it is estimated that in a few days, this venue for sacrifices will be completed.
There is less than half a month left before the Spring Festival.
When Zeng Yi returned to Mo's Gale Gym, the sky was already dark.
"You're back."
When Zeng Yi walked into the dojo, Mo Xin, who was sitting in the corridor of the dojo, said hello to Zeng Yi.
Mo Xin smiled and asked, "How's the progress over there?"
"Well, it's almost done. It should be completed in a few days." Zeng Yi looked at Mo Xin's position, but his eyes couldn't help but shrink.
Because, he just saw someone sitting next to Mo Xin.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe. He was sitting on the corridor with his legs crossed, holding a teacup in one hand and drinking tea calmly.
Looking at this man, Zeng Yi frowned.
This man, when he stepped into this courtyard, he didn't even notice his existence. Only when his figure appeared in the field of vision did he realize his existence.
This person is very strong!
Powerful beyond common sense!
Zeng Yi stared at his back with solemn eyes. He was sitting there, drinking tea quietly, ordinary and ordinary.
If he were to attack, he would seem to have flaws all over his body. However, if I really have this idea and explore it carefully, I feel like I have no way to start.
This man's back was clearly facing him, but he felt his eyes watching every move he made.
"Who is this?" Zeng Yi asked Mo Xin, but his eyes were focused on the middle-aged man in gray.
At this time, Mo Xin suddenly remembered this matter, patted his head with some embarrassment, and immediately explained to Zeng Yi: "Haha, I forgot. This is the sword master from the Sword God Palace, Chen Wooden Sword Saint.”
Juggernaut!
Hearing Mo Xin's introduction, Zeng Yi couldn't help but shrink his eyes. The man in gray in front of me is the Sword Master from the Sword God Palace!
He had heard from Mo Xiao before that there might be a Sword Master coming to the Spring Festival this time, but he didn't expect that he would actually appear.
Is this the Sword Master? Zeng Yi could feel the extremely powerful pressure just by taking a glance at it. It was unusually powerful.
He may seem ordinary, like an ordinary person, but every move he makes appears to be extremely harmonious and perfect, vaguely stirring the power of heaven and earth.
Heaven and man are one!
And there are eight such strong men in the Sword God Palace!
"Master Chen, this is the sword master I told you about, Mo Lang, temporarily, hahaha." After Mo Xin introduced him, he introduced Zeng Yi to Sword Master Chenmu.
"I've seen the Sword Master."
Zeng Yi raised his hand and greeted the Chenmu Sword Master with an expression that was neither humble nor arrogant. He did not feel timid because of the other person's identity and strength, but showed respect because of the other person's age.
At this time, Chenmu Sword Master also turned his head and looked at Zeng Yi with a dull expression.
In that sight that was as quiet as an ancient well and calm, Zeng Yi had a feeling that his sight seemed to see through his own body.
This required looking through his own eyes, which made Zeng Yi a little unhappy and he couldn't help but frown.
At this time, Sword Master Chenmu also withdrew his gaze.
"Are you even a prodigy of swordsmanship that makes Mo Xin marvel, Mo Lang! I heard that you have lost your previous memories. Do you remember anything now?"
After hearing what Sword Master Chenmu said, Zeng Yi shook his head, "Sorry, I still can't remember what happened before, what my name is, and where I come from. However, I had a dream recently."
"Dream? What dream? Tell me!" Mo Xin heard this and asked quickly.
Maybe this is the opportunity for him to start recovering his memory!
Zeng Yi thought about it carefully, with a look of confusion and confusion in his eyes.
"I don't remember much, I just remember that in the dream, I was in a white, cold world of ice and snow..."
"Ice and Snow World?" After hearing Zeng Yi's words, Mo Xin was a little confused. She couldn't think of anything from this information.
Sword Master Chenmu also frowned. He carefully observed Zeng Yi's every move and every change in his expression, from surprise, to doubt, to confusion. He was not lying.
If what he said was true, then the ice and snow world in his dream might be that place.
"Young man, take this!" Sword Master Chenmu suddenly took out something and threw it towards Zeng Yi.
Zeng Yi hurriedly reached out to catch it, opened his palm and saw a sword charm pendant carved from white jade lying in his palm.
"This is?" Zeng Yi looked at Chenmu Sword Master in confusion.
Chenmu Sword Master said calmly: "It's just an ordinary amulet. You can carry it with you. It may bring you good luck and avoid disasters."
Disaster?
Hearing Chenmu Sword Master's words, Zeng Yi couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
In Dongli, when talking about disasters, the only thing that comes to mind is evil spirits.
Could it be that he thought evil spirits would befall him?
"Boy, thank you Sword Master for the gift."
Regardless of whether Chenmu Sword Master did it intentionally or unintentionally, Zeng Yi thanked him. Regardless of whether the evil spirit would come to him, even if the evil spirit came, he had no fear. However, Zeng Yi still accepted the other party's wishes.
"Alang, go to the kitchen quickly. Master Chen is here today. We want to entertain him well. I'll leave the cooking to you!" Mo Xin said quickly.
"Us? What about you?"
Mo Xin said matter-of-factly: "Of course I want to chat with Master Chen!"
Hearing this, Zeng Yi couldn't help but give her a roll of his eyes, and then walked towards the kitchen.
After Zeng Yi left, Sword Master Chenmu put down the tea cup in his hand, then looked at Mo Xin and said solemnly: "Mo Xin, this person you picked up is not simple."
"What should I say?" After hearing the Sword Master's words, Mo Xin's expression became serious.
"He's dangerous!"
"Danger?" Mo Xin was shocked. He couldn't help but glance sideways in the direction of the kitchen, and then looked at Sword Master Chenmu in surprise.
"But he hasn't done anything drastic in the past six months. He is living well with us, how can he be in danger?"
The Sword Master shook his head, "I believe you and what he said. He did not lie. He indeed lost his previous memory and has not recovered it until now.
However, his body contains terrifying power. That power is very evil and full of huge resentment.
He is now like a balloon with only a thin protective layer. It will explode with just a slight stimulus.
When that happens, a terrifying demon will be born! "
After hearing what Chenmu Sword Master said, Mo Xin's eyes widened, and her heart was filled with turmoil. She looked at the Sword Master and said a word with trembling lips.
"Do you mean that evil spirits will find him?"
"I will stay with you these days. When the Spring Festival is over, you can go to the Sword God Palace with me."
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