It was late at night, Fan Hu got up from the bed, and in order not to wake up Zhang Jiangbo, all the actions were done quietly. The moment I opened the door, a cool breeze blew. Fan Hu held his breath and turned around carefully, only to see Zhang Jiangbo still having a smile on his face, and he was asleep with saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, not affected by the cold wind at all. Seeing Zhang Jiangbo sleeping soundly, Fan Hu went out with peace of mind.

"It's cold. Fan Hu rubbed his hands to warm himself and ran all the way to the back mountain. The road was deserted, except for the occasional call of unknown birds, which looked eerie on a quiet night. "I can't be afraid. Fan Hu patted his face to cheer himself up. But the darkness and cool breeze around him made him shiver involuntarily.

Facing the darkness ahead, Fan Hu hesitated, not daring to move forward. He looked at his shivering legs, and when he hesitated, a soft moonlight fell, and the moonlight gradually moved forward, illuminating the path ahead of him, bringing warmth in the darkness. Walking on the moonlit path, Fan Hu no longer felt scared and strode forward. When he looked up at the bright moon, the crescent moon was crystal clear, as warm as a girl's smile. Fan Hu was a little stunned, and muttered: "Under this bright moon, I don't know if anyone is with me and I to enjoy it." ”

Accompanied by Yue'er, Fan Hu finally came to the back mountain. There is a grass hut surrounded by a group of flowers, simple and simple. Outside the house, a figure in a white robe sat on a boulder. With the glazed moonlight, it pours down like a waterfall. The flawless face seems to be real. Although it was not the first time Fan Hu had seen Mo Dao, he was still amazed.

Sensing Fan Hu's arrival, Mo Dao's eyes opened and closed, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and slowly stood up.

"Teacher. Fan Hu made a big salute respectfully. Mo Dao nodded, and put his hands behind his back: "In nature, a cloud, a flower, and even a drop of water contain great power. If you want to learn yin and yang, you must first feel nature, and feel and find things that are in harmony with you in nature. For this conjunction, we usually call it Shikigami. If the god is a foreign object, it is yin, and the caster himself is the master, that is, yang. The staggered fusion of the two is the so-called yin and yang. Now I'm here to help you confirm your Shikigami. With that, he took out a knife from his arms and cut Fan Hu's fingers, Fan Hu felt a tingling pain, and saw a drop of bright red water overflowing. Mo Dao put away the knife, dragged the blood with his left hand, and touched Fan Hu's fingers with his right hand. After Fan Hu felt a burst of heat, he was surprised to find that the wound on his finger had healed, leaving no mark at all. Feeling the novelty, I touched my fingers vigorously and looked at them carefully. Seeing that Fan Hu was like a child, he smiled and said, "My Shishen is fire, just touch the wound gently, this small wound and high temperature will soon make it regenerate." After that, Mo Dao drew a talisman on his right hand, and some symbols that Fan Hu couldn't understand appeared out of thin air, and in the middle of the rune, Mo Dao put the bright blood bead in the center of the rune, and the blood droplet floated quietly in mid-air. Closed his eyes and recited a spell that Fan Hu didn't understand, Fan Hu listened stupidly, and when the spell was finished, Mo Dao opened his eyes and said, "You quickly close your eyes, feel it with your heart, and see what fits you." ”

Fan Hu felt it with his heart, but there was no response. After a long time like this, there was not even a trace of wind, and Mo Dao said to himself in surprise: "Could it be that naturally everything is not friendly with him? But with his physique, this should not be." ”

Fan Hu opened his eyes and asked urgently, "Teacher, why can't I feel anything?" and then saw Mo Dao's somewhat surprised expression, and guessed to himself: "Is Onmyoji not suitable for me?"

Mo Daoxiang asked about the eight characters of his birthday. Pinched his hands and said coldly: "Someone actually sealed your spiritual sense." ”

Hearing this, Fan Hu was a little frightened, and even softened his tone: "Is there someone who wants to be unfavorable to me? Will I die?" But in the past eighteen years, don't say that there are any adventures, that is, I have never done anything bad to others, so who will be unfavorable to me?

Mo Dao forcibly pulled Fan Hu over, using his hands as the base, pinching all the bones upwards section by section. Sensing something, he pressed Fan Hu down with one hand, took off his shoes, and saw a carving resembling a wooden sword on the sole of his right foot, which was flashing with a faint light. Fan Hu was amazed, this portrayal he had since he was born, but it had not been abnormal for many years, and it was fused with flesh and blood, so he had always mistaken it for an ordinary birthmark.

"What a good means, it is to use this inscription array to forcibly cut off all your spiritual sense!" Mo Dao couldn't help but marvel when he saw the portrayal.

"Is there nothing that can be done?" asked Fan Hu cautiously.

"This array is called deception, and as its name suggests, it blinds the heavens. All things in nature will reject you......"

Seeing that the teachers who were worshiped by him as gods all said this, Fan Hu sighed: "Then I can't become an onmyoji after all." ", a lonely face. It felt like one foot had crossed a threshold but someone pushed it back, and the disappointment and depression were only known to me.

But just when Fan Hu felt sorry for himself, Mo Dao's eyes showed a fine light in a blink of an eye: "But my disciple, even if I lose three thousand Dao Lines and destroy the foundation of the Five Elements, I will definitely forcibly change my life against the sky!"

Just as Mo Dao spoke, Fan Hu noticed that there was a trace of anger in Mo Dao's expression, but it was more of an excitement, like an invincible swordsman finally meeting someone who could fight with him.

Mo Dao held Fan Hu's left foot in his left hand, a flame gushed out from his right index finger, looked at Fan Hu and asked solemnly, "This life-changing process is extremely painful, you may be able to stand it?"

"In order to be able to become an onmyoji, a little pain is nothing. Just come and come, teacher. ”

Mo Dao pointed his flaming index finger at Fan Hu's left foot, and the flesh and blood blurred the moment the high temperature touched it, because of the high temperature, the blood that had just flowed out was evaporated, and the sweat from the pain dripped on his foot and made a "bang" sound. Fan Hu clenched his teeth and endured the severe pain. But just as Mo Dao was carving the runes, the wooden sword on Fan Hu's right foot shone brightly. Under the light, Fan Hu lost consciousness, and Mo Dao was sucked in by that light......

At the far end of the world, there was a desolate place shrouded in darkness, with no sun, no rain, not even a hint of wind. But in the midst of this silent maddening darkness, in one corner, there was a small tree, which was still thriving, even without the light of the sun, even without the moisture of the rain. There was a white robe hanging from the tree, and the white robe was no longer neat, and it was covered with traces of blood, but the blood had not yet dried, as if it had just been sprinkled. Suddenly, the white robe shook violently in the darkness without a trace of wind, and the undried blood burst out with a dazzling light that reached the sky. Where the light shines, a few small seedlings break through the soil and try to absorb them in the sun. After a while, the darkness swallowed the sky again, the last ray of sunlight disappeared, everything returned to normal, it was still silent and terrifying, the white robe still hung there quietly, but those new seedlings were still growing strongly, and they had not fallen......

I don't know how long it took, Fan Hu gradually regained consciousness. Mo Dao sat beside him, his hair was scattered at this time, his expression was a little lonely, and the whole person was a little illusory. Seeing Mo Dao like this, Fan Hu asked, "Did the teacher fail?"

Mo Dao shook his head a little weakly, pointed to Fan Hu's left foot, and saw a fire phoenix carved on the bottom of his foot.

"This is the Fire Phoenix Inscription carved from my origin, and it will restrain the Celestial Bullying Inscription on your right foot, so that it will no longer blind the heavens. Now, let's try to comprehend nature and see what you can experience?" Although Fan Hu was extremely happy and happy, he looked at Mo Dao, who was a little tired, and did not dare to live up to his teacher and suppressed the joy in his heart. Hurry up and let yourself be silent and feel it with your heart.

At the time when Fan Hu carefully comprehended, Mo Dao stood up and looked at the sky with a somewhat lonely expression: "A remnant soul, I am inferior after all." ”

The more Fan Hu tried to comprehend it, the more he found that the relatives, friends, and even all kinds of colors in his memory were disappearing. When he was completely immersed in his heart, he was already walking alone in the darkness, and the road ahead was long, as if he could not find a way out. I don't know how long it took, there was "Didi." The sound came, the sound was not beautiful, but it sounded like heaven to Fan Hu, and he mustered up the last bit of strength to run forward. When the "drip, drip" sound is getting louder and denser. Fan Hu suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that he was in the pouring rain. Clothes are soaked.

Seeing this pouring rain, Mo Dao on the side suddenly muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Could it be that the rain will turn into heavy snow after all?"