Text Chapter 1: The Moon Falls into the Dust
The town, filled with a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere, she lives in a corner of the long river basin, giving birth to a group of simple creatures, obscure and indisputable.
The blue-black tiles, earth-gray walls, and quaint houses are arranged in a staggered manner on two intersecting streets, and the bluestone paved streets crisscross the center of the town, where the most sacred temple of the town is built, the Falling Moon School, a place to impart knowledge and martial arts, which is the foundation of the town, and its name is the name of the town.
Every place with a long history seems to have its own legend, and the legend of Falling Moon Town is that every hundred years, when the moon and the town are most in tune with each other, with the help of the ancient array of the stone platform in the academy martial arts field, the moon can be lowered and made to dust. To outsiders it was a legend, but to the town, it was an undeniable fact, a gift from the town to her children.
In the town of Falling Moon, the hereditary spiritual recipe "Yuehua", a simple but ancient spiritual recipe, is the foundation of the cultivation of all martial artists in the town. For thousands of years, the town has been inherited, and although it has not produced great power, it has also given birth to many strong people. And Han Yi, the dean of the Falling Moon Academy, is the most outstanding person in the town in the past hundred years, the powerhouse of the Spirit King Realm, and he is also famous in the Luoxia City Realm, so he ensures the peace of the town.
In the martial arts arena, nearly 1,000 people gathered here, full of anticipation of the crowd gathered outside the stone platform, whispering full of care for the juniors, with the blessing and encouragement of relatives and friends, eight of the town's most talented juniors climbed the stone platform, standing in the place where the moon-shaped mark was engraved, their faces showed anticipation and uneasiness, this is a glory and a challenge.
The baptism of the moon is a once-in-a-century encounter.
After a hundred years, Han Yi stepped on the stone platform again, but his role changed, from a baptizer to a moon guide. Standing in the center of the stone platform, he was full of emotion, the years are impermanent, and things are wrong at this time. Falling Moon Town, a hundred years of heroes, his gaze skimmed over the eight people on the stone platform one by one, hoping to gain something this time.
Feeling the nervous mood of the juniors, a smile of comfort appeared on his calm face, and he said calmly: "My generation of martial artists, cultivating spiritual enlightenment, everyone's martial arts meaning is different, but one thing needs to be remembered: martial artists are fearless and not afraid of life and death. Show your courage and faith, face the difficulties, and do your best!"
"Yes!"
A group of teenagers nodded slightly, silently adjusting their state, living in this town, and listening to too many legends about the falling moon. When they really stood on the stage, no one could be calm, they tried their best to concentrate and hold their breath, and the spiritual power operated along the spiritual path in their bodies, and a layer of silver shrouded their bodies, echoing with heaven and earth.
Han Yi looked at the silver moon in the sky, when the bright moon was in the sky, the aura of heaven and earth gushed out, and the silver moon just covered the entire stone platform, he closed his eyes, and at that moment, the spiritual power running in his body was vented out, spreading to heaven and earth, attracting the aura of heaven and earth, and turning into a silver light into the stone platform.
The light of the silver moon fell on his body, and the invisible aura formed a silver glow under the rendering of the moonlight. The invisible coercion spread out around him. The ancient formation patterns on the stone platform lit up at this time, and the mysterious lines outlined a pattern of a silver moon, and eight pillars of light shrouded the teenagers, isolating Han Yi's coercion.
The cold moonlight cast on his cheeks, and his face, which had been through the vicissitudes of life, showed a look of labor.
"Introducing the Moon!"
A low voice came out of his mouth, and the vast spiritual power drove the ancient array, the formation flickered, and the flowing light converged into a ray of light and shot towards the sky, cutting through the clouds and hitting the silver moon above the sky.
At the moment when the light rose, the aura of heaven and earth swept into the air in a short period of time, and the violent impact penetrated the layers of prohibitions, forcing everyone to retreat. This light carries their heavy expectations, and the expectations of a hundred years are gathered in this moment.
Han Yi's body trembled slightly, the spiritual energy in the town had been squandered, and there was no way to recover it in a short time, and there was not much spiritual power left in his body, it was difficult to strengthen the connection with Yinyue, if he was in his current state, the help he could play to the children was limited, and he would never allow the children's opportunity to be delayed for his own reasons.
A solemn look appeared on his face, the sealed meridians in his body were activated, and the expanded spiritual path stirred up a huge spiritual power. Suddenly, a spell seal forcibly suppressed the flow of spiritual power, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and a faint thought appeared in his mind. He was slightly stunned, with a resolute look floating on his face, and whispered silently in his heart: "I hope that the master will be perfected." ”
"Alas!" a helpless sigh sounded in his mind, and his vigorous and powerful voice carried a deep regret for him.
"Since you choose so, then you can only go! After this time, let some children come to Tianwu!"
The voice faded, the spell mark slowly disappeared, turning into a force to activate the broken meridians, the complete spiritual path ran extremely fast, and in an instant, the spiritual power in the body surged tenfold, and a mysterious spiritual pattern was formed under his feet, frantically extracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and countless spiritual qi gathered from all around, permeating his body.
"Thank you, Master. He silently recited, once upon a time, he was also a genius of the Nine Acupoints Gathering Spirit, the Nine Veins and Nine Meridians, in an instant, as if returning to his high-spirited era, his breath was constantly growing, under the complex gaze of the old people, it seemed to be one with heaven and earth, and there was a will of heaven and earth between his gestures, injecting the vast spiritual power into the stone formation.
The old man looked at Han Yi with regret, the only genius who completed the baptism a hundred years ago, should have had incomparably beautiful achievements, but because of a momentary mistake, it made a big mistake, although he escaped death with the blessing of power, but in the end he could only stay in this town far away from the battle, and live in the vast.
The silver light centered on him, based on the silver moon formation on the stone platform, spread wildly around, and the silver light passed through everyone's bodies, covering the entire town in a very short time. The originally peaceful town suddenly became a strong wind, and the surging breath swept up the dust.
The silver light is shining, the whole town is as bright as day, the fluttering fallen leaves, the flying wind and sand are clearly visible at this time, everyone's expressions are complicated, expectant, worried, and full of entanglement.
"Drawing the moon into dust". Han Yi roared wildly, and the silver light lit up the night sky, piercing the clouds with a more fierce attack, rushing straight into the sky, and rushing towards the silver moon hanging high in the sky. The lonely and holy silver moon suddenly flickered, as if it felt the call of mortal dust, and a faint clear light lingered around, spilling down with Han Yi's voice. When the falling moonlight and the rising silver light meet, an infinite soft and pure aura swells between heaven and earth, entwining the moonlight and silver light in an orderly manner. The fusion of the three transformed into a huge silver moon in the sky, falling from the sky, faster and faster, closer and closer, but smaller and smaller.
When the spiritual power was vented, the temporarily connected meridians completely collapsed, and he was overwhelmed by new injuries and old diseases, and his trembling body involuntarily knelt on the stage. Blood and sweat soaked his white clothes, and the fluttering white clothes looked so dazzling in the moonlight. The spiritual path in his body dissipated, and the depleted spiritual source became a dead silence, and he who had been suppressed for a long time was probably the last time he showed such a powerful power.
When he was locked up in a dark dungeon, he kept asking himself whether what he had done was meaningful, and whenever he wavered, his heart kept telling himself: If he really chose another path, then he would still be him? So he has no regrets, everyone has their own meaning and belief in existence, and for their own belief, what does it matter if all the suffering is there. What he has tonight is an endless expectation for his juniors, an opportunity to change the future, although he can no longer get out of this place, he hopes that someone will be able to go out and finish the road he has not walked.
The falling silver moon in the sky is getting closer and closer, and the power is getting stronger and stronger, and the dazzling light like the sun illuminates the land, falling to the mortal dust with unstoppable power, and the spiritual energy above the stone platform is entangled, intertwined under the reflection of the ancient array, intertwining a chain of light that permeates the rules of heaven and earth, and the dense light chain meets the falling silver moon, forcibly slowing down the falling speed of the silver moon. The power of heaven and earth is not so easy to resist, the light chain is constantly broken, constantly repaired, and the extremely cumbersome repetition makes the stone platform produce a slight crack, at the same time, the stone platform bursts out with a stronger light, a formation map slowly rises, and the mysterious lines are submerged into the silver moon, the silver moon seems to be integrated with the ancient array of the stone platform, and stabilizes in the air three zhang away from the stone platform, just like the size of the stone platform. The flowing light exuded a soft power, and the rich moonlight began to spread.
The fall of the silver moon is like the dust of a fairy, although she is in the mortal dust, it still can't hide her nobility and holiness. The cold light swept through everyone's hearts like a breeze, sweeping away the haze in their hearts, making people feel indescribably comfortable and relaxed.
Han Yi, who did not have the protection of the ancient formation, was excluded from the stage, and only stabilized his body under the support of the two men, took an elixir, slightly suppressed the injury, and watched the pillar of light shrouded by eight people slowly rise and contact with the silver moon, and the moonlight that was fused with the aura of heaven and earth began to flow out with the pillar of light.
A smile of relief couldn't help but appear on his face, such an abundant and rich moon, such a holy silver moon, I am afraid that it is the largest moonfall in history. The magnificence of this scene deeply shocked everyone's hearts, and this is the most legendary moon-leading event in the town. Han Yi coughed lightly a few times, and his tired body relied on the support of others to keep him from falling, and said in a subtle voice: "There is only so much I can do, and then it depends on how you create yourself."
The moon falls into the dust, and the heavens and the earth resonate.
The stone platform, the ancient array, and the falling moon are about to repeat the legend and show the world that this is not a legend, this is a real existence that belongs to us.
The town is destined to have an extraordinary night.