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"This is"

Zeng Yi looked around at the scene around him and was so shocked that he was speechless.

However, the old man just smiled slightly, looked at the surprised Zeng Yi across from him, and said with a slight smile: "You can sit in the water, I will let you recall everything before."

"Praying for spirits, a ceremony?" Zeng Yi looked at the sparkling golden river water, his eyes widened, and he murmured.

"Yes."

The old man squinted his eyes and smiled at Zeng Yi.

Looking at the person in front of him, Zeng Yi was speechless, his gaze focused on the old man, with hesitation flashing in his eyes.

Can this person be trusted?

Zeng Yi wondered in his heart, it was hard for him not to think about why this mysterious old man who suddenly appeared wanted to help him out of pure kindness.

With good intentions, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.

If he had no other purpose, Zeng Yi would definitely not believe it.

However, now that they are all here, Zeng Yi naturally cannot turn around and go back now. No matter what the cost, he must find out where he comes from and what is going on in his body.

Because, I have no choice and no other way out.

"good."

"Then please prepare, Your Excellency." The old man chuckled, and this decaying voice made people's hair stand on end.

Zeng Yi was speechless and took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body. The most eye-catching thing was that there was a mysterious mark on his left chest.

Zeng Yi took a deep look at the old man opposite him, but the other man just squinted and looked at him.

Looking at the golden river again, Zeng Yi took a deep breath and stepped into the river.

The river is very shallow, and the water surface only covers the calf level.

"Sit down."

The old man's voice seemed to come from his heart, with a vague hypnotic and bewitching tone.

Zeng Yi obeyed and sat cross-legged in the water. The water surface was not high, and after sitting down, the water surface only reached his knees.

The river, glowing with golden light, flowed by quietly, and the coolness spread to the brain. Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel that at this moment, the whole body relaxed.

This river water, like a sacred spring, seems to have the ability to purify everything.

Feeling the feeling of the river flowing along his body, Zeng Yi couldn't help but close his eyes. His mind was slowly emptying out. His face, which had been tense all the time, also relaxed at this time, looking extremely comfortable.

"Flowing water purifies the heart, a clear mirror is like water, blooms with spring and transforms into spirit, blending into nature"

The old man didn't know when he had appeared behind Zeng Yi, muttering something in his mouth, but it had an indescribable charm, or it seemed like a prayer.

In this golden river, on the edge of the river bed, the few sparse weeds began to elongate, the leaves grew larger, the flower buds emerged, and finally bloomed.

The petals fell, landed on the gentle river, and flowed slowly down the river.

At some point, Zeng Yi opened his eyes and witnessed all this with his own eyes.

In a short period of time, he witnessed the beginning of life and its end. In just a few minutes, Zeng Yi seemed to have seen a long life.

"Old man, flowers, hope"

"Maybe, just hope is enough."

The old man's voice came from the side. Zeng Yi couldn't help but turn around and saw the old man standing next to him, holding a simple cup in both hands and handing it to him.

It's wine!

Zeng Yi just glanced at the contents of the cup. The elegant fragrance floating in the air also contained the aroma of wine, so Zeng Yi could quickly distinguish it.

The old man held the glass of wine, looked at Zeng Yi and said with a smile: "Drinking this glass will help you to channel your spirit."

liquor?

Zeng Yi looked at the glass of wine in the old man's hand and couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Zeng Yi has never had a drink in the past six months since he was in Mo's Gale Gym. But for some reason, looking at the glass of wine in front of him, he felt very familiar.

Perhaps, my former self was a wine lover.

At this moment, some strange pictures couldn't help but flash through my mind, and a bit of sadness appeared in my absent-minded eyes.

"What's in the cup can never make up for the sorrow."

At this moment, Zeng Yi was also stunned. He didn't know why he said such a sentence, but the sad mood kept lingering in his heart, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

But even so, Zeng Yi still took the old man's wine glass.

His own face was reflected on the clear liquid surface. The alluring scent of floral wine lingered in his nose, giving Zeng Yi the urge to taste it.

Looking down at the glass of sake, hesitation flashed in his eyes. The complicated death continued for a long time, and a touch of determination flashed through his cloudy eyes.

No longer hesitating, Zeng Yi raised his head and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp!

The old man stood behind Zeng Yi, watched him drink all the sake, and smiled. This smile was meaningful.

"Let's begin, Your Excellency."

"You can release the martial spirit."

The old man's voice made Zeng Yi stunned.

Release the martial spirit?

In the past six months, Zeng Yi has not revealed his martial spirit. Even in the training in the gym, he has always used bamboo swords for training and fighting.

Zeng Yi lost his previous memory and even forgot what a soul master was and what a martial spirit was.

However, Mo Xin had already told Zeng Yi that everyone in this world has a martial soul.

Before, he had never dared to release his martial soul. That was because Zeng Yi was worried that once the martial soul was released and his power was revealed, perhaps the demon in his body would also appear.

Therefore, he has been resisting this power.

But, now, there should be no problem.

Being in this river, Zeng Yi felt that the terrifying power in the body and the other consciousness seemed to be suppressed.

So, what will my martial soul be like?

He had some expectations.

Zeng Yi closed his eyes and concentrated.

Martial spirit, show it!

Suddenly, a long knife appeared in front of Zeng Yi out of thin air and stopped in mid-air.

Looking at the martial spirit that appeared in front of him, it turned out to be a sword martial spirit, which was not beyond Zeng Yi's expectations.

However, the color of the blade made Zeng Yi frown.

Because, the slender and sharp blade of my martial spirit was actually blood red, and the blade shone with a cold light. It looked like blood was flowing, like a living thing.

Evil and terrifying, like a magic knife that can devour souls.

Looking at his martial spirit, Zeng Yi was stunned.

However, the old man behind him looked at the evil and blood-red blade flashing over there, and a greedy look flashed from the depths of his hole-like eyes.

It's so beautiful!

Zeng Yi was speechless, stretched out his hand to hold the bloody blade, and placed it flat on his knees.

The golden light of the water washed away the bloody sword, trying to wash away the blood.

Zeng Yi also quickly adjusted his mentality, closed his eyes, and let the clear water flow by, as if it could purify his soul.

My mind began to relax and blend into nature. At this moment, I seemed to be able to clearly hear and capture the movements, breathing, and even heartbeats of all the creatures around me.

The sound of water flowing slowly makes you feel comfortable and relaxed. This is the music of nature.

He seemed to melt into the river water and turned into a fish, playing and wandering in this spiritual river like an elf.

This harmonious, calm, and natural scene suddenly sounded like a long and lingering sound of music.

This old man, at some point, sat in the river and played the erhu.

The long erhu sound seems to have no sense of dissonance here, and it has been perfectly integrated into this space and has become a part of it.

The sound of the strings is melodious and continuous, and the creatures in the water also dance with it.

Zeng Yi, who was sitting cross-legged, gently closed his eyes and began to frown, as if something had happened.

The power buried in the body began to be pulled, surged, and guided out.

All this seems to be out of control.

This pain began to distort Zeng Yi's face.

Zeng Yi seemed to be in a dark space, and fragments of memory images began to emerge, more and more, like a revolving lantern.
To be continued...