defiant

Chapter 13 Two Moons
"what?"

In the gray space, Mo Qingchu stood under a blood-red light, looking at the fragments of the bronze mirror on the ground, listening to the words of the mirror image, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Is your delay going to be a little long?" He couldn't help cursing.

For four years, he has had strange dreams for four full years.

The relationship has been going on until now, and you didn't complete the whole sentence, did you?

"It's too late." Mo Qingchu said, looking down at the shards of the bronze mirror.

[Iron Law of Practice]: Once you embark on the road of practice, you can't stop.

"Although I haven't practiced formally yet, and haven't mastered the method of practice, I have used the medicinal bath three times."

"In other words, my path of human body cultivation has been forcibly opened by the power of medicine."

He squatted down, looked at the 13 fragments of bronze mirrors of different sizes, and looked at the 13 mirror images in the fragments, and said word by word: "I have already embarked on the road of cultivation."

The young man with slightly raised eyebrows naturally raised his eyebrows and said:

"late."

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In the strange dream, Mo Qingchu looked up at the blood-red light in the sky above, and guessed that the outside world was already [Xieyue].

On the ground, 13 fragments of bronze mirrors of various sizes kept repeating those four words: "【Do not practice】."

The mirror images didn't speak in unison, they were all talking about their own, so the sound was a bit noisy.

Mo Qingchu frowned slightly, only feeling that this weird dream had been messing with his mentality.

As soon as he stepped on the road of cultivation, your side began to issue warnings.

— What about playing?
"According to Chen Yu's description, the first level of cultivation for practitioners is actually to digest the medicinal power in the body."

"When the medicinal power is completely digested, you can break through to the second level."

"If I have a suitable practice method now, I will be able to digest the medicine faster."

"Even if I don't have exercises to assist, my body will slowly absorb the power of the medicine and improve my cultivation."

He didn't know whether it was because of the blood moon flying in the sky, or because of some other reason, this quaint bronze mirror could say four words in full.

"From the point of view of the current situation, nothing matters anymore."

Moreover, when Chen Yu gave him the common sense of popular science and practice, he repeatedly emphasized to him that he must learn to accept it.

For spiritual practice, mentality is very important.

At the beginning of their practice, many people will resist the practice after paying the [price] physically.

This will slow down the speed of cultivation.

Such people are often not eligible for promotion.

What is the principle here, Chen Yu is not clear.

Mo Qingchu couldn't help but said in his heart: "The practice of emotion in this world is quite idealistic?"

In other words, this is the legendary - [Xin Xing]?
In short, Mo Qingchu has no turning back now, this weird dream can be said to be harmful to his current situation.

Therefore, the more he listened to the thirteen big mouths on the ground, the more annoying he became, and the more he listened, the more annoying he became.

"【Do not practice】."

"【Do not practice】."

The young man stood up, kicked the shards of the bronze mirror, frowned and said irritably, "Noisy! Repeater, you!"

Immediately afterwards, he saw that there were still a few small fragments that had not been kicked away, so he made a few more kicks.

"It's been four years, and nothing can be said."

"Who cares about your warning?"

At this moment, in the gray space, the blood-red light above suddenly brightened.

In an instant, the fragments of the bronze mirror in the distance floated up again and joined together.

However, the cracks on the top are still there and have not recovered.

Under the blood-red light, the bronze mirror seemed to be stained with blood.

Mo Qingchu looked at it from a distance, facing the mirror image in the bronze mirror.

In the mirror full of cracks, the mirror showed a smile.

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At this moment, the outside world.

It was noon on October [-]th, when the sun was supposed to be high, but the entire dust world was plunged into darkness early.

There will be no cloudy and rainy days during the 【Evil Moon】every four years.

There was no cloud in the sky.

Only the blood-red moon shines on the earth.

What's even weirder is that there are actually two moons in the sky.

One is a normal full moon, and there is no difference between a full moon and a normal day.

The other one is the blood moon.

Chen Yu stood outside the house, staring up at the blood moon in the sky.

If you look carefully, you can see the inside of the blood moon, with black lines looming.

"According to the records in the sect, the moon is actually a star that is relatively close to the dust world."

"But the evil moon is different. It is not a star, but an evil thing that suddenly descended on the dust world thousands of years ago."

"And...it seems to be a living thing!"

"In fact, it has always been on the dome of the dust world, overlooking the world."

"It's just that on weekdays, everyone turns a blind eye to it."

"Only when [Evil Moon] happens every four years, everyone can see it."

"Besides, the moon is a star, it is only because it is far away from us, so the moon in our eyes is only so big."

"But the blood moon is different, it is only that big, but no matter whether you are close to it or far away from it, it will look like this when it falls into your eyes."

"Whenever the blood moon flies into the sky, the evil spirits in the dust world will be extremely active and their strength will be greatly strengthened."

"So, the blood moon is also regarded as one of the four evils in the dust world."

"Whenever the blood moon flies into the sky, there are often whispers in the ears of people in the dust world."

"You can't hear the content, but it persists for a while."

"And you can't answer, you can't respond. During the period surrounded by ravings, you must remain silent."

"Otherwise, your spirit will be impacted, you will become an idiot, and you will not even be able to take care of yourself."

"Even high-level practitioners are no exception."

At this moment, Chen Yu looked down at the dagger in his hand.

As I said before, choosing this kind of day to go down the mountain to recruit new people is not only recruiting new people, but also guarding one side.

This was the first time that a round-faced girl took on such a big responsibility, so she looked dignified, extremely nervous, and full of vigilance.

After all, in her opinion, what she is facing is not only [Evil Moon], but also riots and evil spirits that may appear at any time, as well as evil cultivators that may lurk in the dark.

"I'm just a cultivator at the beginning of the second level, why do I have to face so many." Chen Yu felt a lot of pressure.

This world is so cruel to little cuties like us.

Even so, the immature girl cheered up.

As a practitioner and a member of [Mo Zong], this is the responsibility she should bear.

"I can't panic, I can't be afraid."

"Because facing the blood moon, the villagers in the village must all be panicked and scared."

"I am the only one who can protect them now." Chen Yu thought to himself.

They can be afraid, I can't!

"Oh! I'm still in a panic!"

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Baijia Village, Xieyue.

The widow Sun Sanniang looked normal at the moment, as usual, carefully cleaning her few jewelry, as if today was an ordinary day.

The kind-hearted Aunt Liu and Han Bo, who had dark circles under his eyes, didn't even stay in the house, but were feeding the black pig they raised.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, eat more and eat more." Aunt Liu, who has the temperament of a bodhisattva, said to the black pig with a smile while adding the pig feed.

Han Bo watched listlessly from the side.

He looked sideways at Uncle Li's blacksmith's house next door, heard the sound of hammering iron from inside, and muttered, "It's getting dark, but Lao Li is still so nonstop, life is so tiring, what are you trying to do?"

On the opposite side of Uncle Li's blacksmith's house is the home of Uncle Zhao, a tailor.

With his rough appearance and dark skin, he was humming a little song and threading needles under the blood-red moonlight.

The center of Baijia Village is the home of the village chief's grandfather.

He was a "storyteller" in his early years, and he is recognized as the most knowledgeable person in the village.

The old man on crutches stood in his small courtyard and looked up at the blood moon in the sky.

Then, he walked into the house and looked at the sickle on the shelf.

This sickle was made by Uncle Li, and Tuomo Qingchu delivered it to the village chief's house that day.

Along the way, the boy complained a lot, thinking that this sickle is too heavy, how can the old and skinny village chief use it?
The old man leaned on a cane, looked at the sickle, and sighed.

"It's really troublesome."

"In four years, I have been in love."

The old man narrowed his eyes and began to lose his mind again.

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(ps: Thank you old and new friends for your rewards.)
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