The town was as bright as day, and the deep sky was without the trace of the silver moon, and at the height of the town's silver light, the raging wind was rendered by the clear light of the silver moon, and gradually returned to calm. The light of the town began to dissipate, and the aura of the swimming heaven and earth gathered towards the Falling Moon School in an orderly manner.

The night shrouded the town again, the heaven and the earth were surprisingly quiet, in the eyes of everyone, the aura of heaven and earth blended with the falling moonlight, forming eight chains of light wrapped around the silver moon that emerged on the stone platform, and the other end wandered on the bodies of the eight people, divided into several beams of light to echo with their respective spiritual points, turning into soft spiritual power into the spiritual caves.

The stone platform condenses the only light source in the town, and the soft light makes people feel extremely intimate. The light was restrained, three feet away from the stone platform, there was darkness, with the flow of the moonlight, the light engulfed the figures of everyone on the stone platform, and the people under the stage only saw countless mysterious spirit patterns entwined with eight hazy figures.

Drawing the moon into dust, based on the ancient array of Shitai, supplemented by Yuehua Jue, gathering the aura of heaven and earth to weaken the extreme cold of Yuehua, with the help of Yuehua to wash the muscles and cut the marrow, refining the body and mind, a seemingly simple but extremely difficult process, according to ancient books, there are not many people who have completed the baptism of Yuehua, and there are only a handful of people who have really completed the refining of the body and the clear heart.

With the gushing out of the moonlight, the temperature around the stone platform dropped significantly, everyone in the audience subconsciously shivered, Han Yi's face became pale, and he couldn't help but have a trace of regret in his heart, he took care of himself to lead more Yuehua, but he never considered whether the juniors could withstand the baptism of a huge amount of Yuehua.

The others also seemed to notice something unusual, and a middle-aged man asked worriedly, "How is this good?"

Han Yi looked at the formation on the stone platform and looked a little distracted, and then shook his head slightly, the prohibition of the ancient formation is beyond the ability of ordinary people to break, and even if it can be broken, the damage to the person who has been baptized is immeasurable.

An old man with white hair coughed lightly, there was no trace of worry on his wrinkled face, as the oldest man in the town, he had seen this kind of grand event three times, so many people only Han Yi had completed the baptism, and the biggest reason for each failure was the lack of moonlight, his gaze was condensed on the blurred figure of the stone platform, and he muttered: "This time we have made up for the shortcomings of the past, whether we can withstand it depends on their own creation."

The moonlight is getting thicker, the endless extremely cold moonlight does not have enough heaven and earth aura to neutralize, the soft moonlight shows its cold and arrogant side, the entire stone platform is covered with a layer of crystal frost, although there are stone platform formations to protect everyone's body and isolate the cold, but it can't stop the moonlight from invading the body, with a cold chill wandering in the meridians.

In an instant, a thought of heaven, a thought of hell, invaded the body of the moonlight like a cold blade pierced into the spiritual acupoint, with the meridians surging wildly, the spiritual path formed by the Yuehua Jue was devastating in an instant, the spiritual power in the body collapsed, the mind was strongly impacted, the stimulation of the body and the mind interrupted their concentration, everyone's face showed a look of pain, and the trembling body became cold, the continuous impact of the moonlight, the spiritual path in the body collapsed at a trace, when the spiritual path completely collapsed, the protection of the ancient array of the stone platform suddenly stopped, and the surging power bombarded the people who lost the protection of the ancient array, ruthlessly shaking them off the stage, passed out in a coma.

There are fewer and fewer people on the stone platform, but the moon is getting more and more intense, and the pressure that was originally shared by the eight people is shrouded in the three people, and everyone can't see their expressions clearly, they can only feel their aura constantly weakening. Han Li, Guo Ling, Feng Jianfei, the breath of the three of them seemed to be very disordered, among them, Guo Ling was the worst, and the rapid wheezing sound reflected the unbearable nature of her body, compared to Han Li and Feng Jianfei, she was still a few points weaker.

Yuehua was even more prosperous, and the strong force eroded Guo Ling's spiritual path, and she was also shaken off the stage after losing the protection of the ancient formation, and the pressure on Han Li and Feng Jianfei became heavier and heavier. The cold and noble moonlight surged even more violently, and the manic power kept hitting the stone platform, as if it was resisting its restraints. Under the strong impact, there were slight cracks on the ancient stone platform, but it was still firmly imprisoned by the dust and silver moon, and did not give Yuehua a chance to leak at all, Yuehua had nowhere to disperse, only the prohibition of constantly impacting the stone platform and wandering wildly in the bodies of the two.

Han Li looked at Feng Jianfei and smiled: "Brother, you have been better than me for so many years, I don't know if you can beat me this time."

Feng Jianfei took a deep breath, but what was poured into his body was full of coldness, compared to Han Li's Nine Acupoints Gathering Spirit, his only advantage at this time was the cultivation of the higher level of the "Yuehua Jue", for Han Li's words, he knew

This is a kind of competition, but also a kind of encouragement. The two grew up together, practiced spiritual and martial arts together, were friends, and brothers, a smile appeared on their pale faces, and said firmly: "Xiao Li, then we will compete to see who can last longer."

Since resistance has no effect in the face of powerful forces, why not give up and stop it, the two of them fused their spiritual power with Yuehua at the same time, opened the spiritual acupoint, and the spiritual acupoint converged in the most important place in the body, the root of spiritual power - spiritual source.

"Ahh......h

"No, the effect of Yuehua's baptism from the source of the body is indeed better, and Xiao Li's nine points gather spirits, Xiao Fei has a burning ember body, the two of them are enough to keep the spiritual source immortal, since it has reached this point, why not give it a go." The white-haired old man said flatly, but his trembling hands on crutches still couldn't hide the worry in his heart.

"But this painful ......" the crowd fell silent, and while it sounded good in theory, it was a big problem whether they could withstand the process.

Nine points of light appeared on Han Li's body, nine points of light were born, gathering spirits into a source, the source of the nine points was indeed stable, and the staggered spirit points constituted a spirit map, like a heavenly fire raging and inextinguishable, after feeling the danger of the spirit source, the spirit map suddenly appeared, covering the spirit source, and strongly stopped the collapse of the spirit source, after withstanding this wave of impact, the moon was infused into the spirit source. Han Li's origin was fire, which weakened Yuehua's coldness to a certain extent, but the two extremes of cold and heat made his severely painful body hot and cold, and the pain was unbearable. As Yuehua fed back the nine acupoints from the spiritual source, circulated the meridians, and the washing of the whole body officially began, ruthlessly tearing, shaving and reorganizing, he couldn't help but kneel on the stage, his hands propped up on the ground, and his body trembled violently.

Feng Jian Fei's condition seems to be worse than Han Li, he has no spirit map to accompany him in the five caves, the strength of the spirit source is far from Han Li, what is worse is that his origin is ice, and his own spiritual power breeds the chill of Yuehua, the moment Yuehua is infused with the spirit source, the powerful impact makes him can't help but squirt out a mouthful of blood, the spirit path in his body is constantly being devoured, and the crumbling body is indescribably tired, Feng Jianfei gritted his teeth and used the spirit method of the moon sacrifice level to run the spirit path to stabilize the spirit source, the power of extreme cold flowed in his body, his blood flow became sluggish, his heartbeat was half slower than usual, and his stiff body paralyzed his pain。

A ray of light separated from Feng Jianfei's body and gradually appeared, and a black sheath long sword connected to his bloodline was suspended in front of him, and the long sword flowed black light into his body, gradually dispelling the chill of his body.

The name of the sword is Burning Ash, a long sword cast by ancient methods, when he was born, his grandfather took his innate essence and blood as a guide, and forged a blood refining vessel. Five years of forging, ten years of sword, I heard that this sword was forged in the fire of the netherworld, born seven days, the black flame of the sword body is not extinguished, and the radius of ten miles turns into a piece of ashes, so it is named Burning Embers.

Holding the hilt of the sword, he stood on the ground with the sword, half-kneeling on the ground, and his white clothes condensed a thin layer of ice, which was crystal clear under the silver light.

Shape the source of the acupoint, wash the meridians and cut the veins. As time passed bit by bit, the bodies of the two of them leached with filthy blood, their white clothes were dark red, their expressions were extremely hideous, and they felt the surging power of the moonlight in their bodies, and their bodies seemed to become a little lighter.

Han Li looked at Feng Jian Fei with some unwillingness, the spiritual path of Yinyue was no longer able to support the operation of Yuehua, the tiredness of his body and mind made him feel insufficient, and he vaguely felt a little withdrawn, he had already completed the refining of his body, but for the process of Mingxin, with his current state, I am afraid that he would not be able to persevere, but this process is not something that he can stop if he wants to.

The silver moon on the stone platform is only a little weaker, and it doesn't seem to have any consumption, and the circulating moonlight is still so rich. Feng Jian Fei's body relied on the support of the burning embers in his hand to not fall, the spiritual path of the moon sacrifice level became a little strange to the circulation of Yuehua, at the moment when the refining was completed, the spiritual path in the body operated uncontrollably, attracting the surrounding Yuehua, the silver moon on the stone platform trembled inexplicably, and the silver moon, which had been silent, frantically absorbed the power of the ancient array of the stone platform, and the original subtle cracks gradually increased and spread, and the formation patterns of the ancient array began to become dark and bright, and there was a tendency to dissipate.

The silver moon shrank strangely, and the surrounding moonlight was not gushing out unusually, but gradually converged, and the moonlight continued to refine itself, and the entire silver moon condensed into a palm-sized golden moon wheel, and the dazzling light shone on Feng Jianfei's body, and the spiritual path of the moon worship echoed with it.

"Mingxin. Everyone exclaimed, and the people looked at this scene with some incredulity, but Feng Jianfei was miserable, and his exhausted mind couldn't hold on at all, and the power of the golden moon wheel gave him the feeling that it was endless, and I was afraid that he would explode and die if he couldn't hold it for a second.

The golden moon wheel turned, rushing towards his heart with an unstoppable momentum, Feng Jianfei instantly felt the breath of death, and subconsciously pulled out the burning ember and blocked it in front of his chest.

"Be careful. When everyone saw the golden moon wheel shooting towards the maple stream, they couldn't stop shouting, and Han Li collapsed to the ground under the pressure of the moon wheel and fell unconscious.

The golden moon wheel showed amazing strength, crushing the entire stone platform into dust, the ancient array completely collapsed, without the protection of the ancient array, Feng Jian Fei under the strong pressure, the corners of his mouth continued to overflow blood, the already slowed heartbeat accelerated sharply at this moment, holding the sword with both hands with all his strength, the burning ember seemed to feel the threat from the moon wheel, and the bright sword body ignited a black flame independently.

The golden moon wheel and the burning ember met, Feng Jianfei only felt that the heaven and the earth seemed to become quiet, and at that moment, he only heard the heartbeat of "knock, knock ......", golden light, black flame, this was the last scene he saw.

The wild energy spread to the surroundings with Feng Jian Fei as the center, the earth trembled, and countless cracks spread to the surroundings, Han Yi took Han Li, who was shocked, and mobilized spiritual power with everyone to protect the old and weak women behind, under the wild energy, everyone couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and they all retreated together, raising a cloud of dust between the heavens and the earth, blurring everyone's vision.

After the violent explosion, the manic aura gradually calmed down, as the dust dispersed, I saw Feng Jian Fei slowly fall to the ground, the weak body continued to flow blood, the burning embers were shaken down, inserted not far away, the original bright sword body became dim, without a trace of luster, feeling Feng Jian Fei's faint breath, everyone's hanging hearts finally let go.

At this moment, the silver moon appeared in the sky, the moonlight was scattered, there was silence, and the town returned to calm.