The Guardians: The Swordsman of the Moon

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"They've been controlled by someone."

Bao Yu slightly reminded his students of the evil Spirit that could create illusions and control people. Bao Yu also explained the possibility about the villagers who had been plagued by evil spirits, but did not feel any dark energy in the village even after meditating this afternoon.

However, Bao Yu still told his students his suspicions and told them to keep watch in the four winds.

Wu Jiao Xing went west, Bai Ruo to east, Bai Yue to the north and Zhang Rouruan to the south, while Bao Yu told Mo Xian to be the midpoint.

They sneak in at night when all the lights have been turned off, each one of them occupies their post and starts to create a spell drawing, starting the ritual.

The night in the village felt extremely silent, even the sound of beasts could not be heard, further deepening Bao Yu's suspicion about the state of this village.

Bao Yu then gave Mo Xian instructions to start his piece. Mo Xian nodded and focused his mind, a red light shimmering at the tip of his finger painting a pattern in the air, as the pattern was perfectly drawn, four threads of spiritual light came from the four corners of the wind and magnified the spell until it soared into the air, forming a barrier that surrounded the village.

The spell they were using was an evil spirit summoning spell with a huge amount of power, it was extremely rare to do since it not only required a lot of people to participate, it was extremely rare, it also required a lot of spiritual energy to create a sizable barrier, and cases like this were usually rare. However, Bao Yu managed to teach his students very well. Not only, it reduced the number of people who would normally require at least eleven people to five, the spells that his disciples made were even more stable and better than ordinary ones.

Mo Xian maintained his position, where he was standing right in the heart of the village, the glowing red light in his palm forming a set of lotus flowers in bright red. It was called the summoning core, where the person who was about to become the bait had something that would attract the attention of the evil spirits and enter into a trap.

The flower looked so beautiful, even the first Mo Xian made her admire the beauty of the flower. The guardian beast he had previously summoned also stood guard around the flower, the little bunny formed from white smoke continued to surround the flower as if very interested.

"Now we just have to wait," said Bao Yu who also accompanied Mo Xian in his position. "Xiao Xian, order your guardian beast to send a message to the others. Don't leave their positions and ignore every move, make sure they stay focused on the spell they're making or the spell won't work if one of you wavers."

Mo Xian nodded and immediately carried out his teacher's orders. The little rabbit also immediately sent a message with his telepathy to the guardian beast belonging to Wu Jiao Xing and the others.

Wu Jiao Xing and the others received the message and nodded their heads. Defend the spell that was in front of them.

Meanwhile at the village chief's house, a little boy awakens from his sleep and breaks away from his mother's embrace. Looking out the window, at the full moon before walking out of his room, leaving both of his parents asleep.

Her small footsteps had almost no sound, she walked around each room as if she was looking for something, but her movements were so smooth and soundless, she said, until finally the boy entered the room that Bao Yu and his students used to rest.

On the other hand Bao Yu nodded her head and stroked her beard as she felt the barrier left behind had been passed.

"The Evil Spirit has entered into a trap, Xiao Xian get ready."

Mo Xian looked at his teacher and nodded his head.

Not long after that came the sound of screaming that echoed from the village chief's house. Mo Xian and the others were startled, but they were as good as possible at maintaining their positions.

The red lotus flower in Mo Xian's hand began to spread an extremely fragrant and sweet smell, its red light also grew brighter and the sound of the screams was heard over and over again and became clearer.

Mo Xian looked at his teacher who looked very calm. He wanted to ask, but it seemed like he could not ask now because his teacher would definitely not answer him. He had already asked before they decided to cast a spell, in fact Mo Xian himself did not understand why his teacher had told them to perform a large-scale spirit summoning ritual. Since the ritual was commonly used to capture spirits in large numbers, Mo Xian had thought that there were many evil spirits in this village. However, at that time his teacher just shook his head and said that his ritual could not be delayed.

Now the voice of the shout was getting clearer and clearer that the origin of the voice was getting closer to Mo Xian's position.

"Refine your heart and focus your mind, keep the caller's core flower, don't let it wither and crumble or it'll get out of control."

Mo Xian felt tense, so he simply nodded his head. After that Bao Yu left Mo Xian alone in that place.

The voice came from the south direction, and the previously extremely terrifying-sounding scream gradually became an extremely miserable voice. Like the desperate voice of someone who already does not know what to do anymore, so it can only scream hysterically, but still not usually appease his feelings.

The voice was getting closer and closer. Mo Xian was nervous, but hearing that voice started to turn into a crying sound, Mo Xian couldn't help but be curious as to who the owner of the voice was.

A small child slowly emerged from behind the tree, her petite footsteps barefootedly taking her to Mo Xian.

Mo Xian was very surprised when he saw who was approaching him, it was the son of the village chief, his thin body in thin clothes filled with patches was swept away by the night wind. Mo Xian was worried that his little body could not accept him and was cold. However, Mo Xian was aware that inside the child's body was another figure. Because his teacher said that only evil spirits would approach the summoning core flower.

Another figure who was using the child's body cried sobbing that his face was wet with tears and snot. His voice was hoarse and looked extremely desperate. He continued walking until he finally stopped right in front of Mo Xian who had a summoning core flower.

The color of the caller's core flower is getting brighter and the smell is getting sweeter. Mo Xian noticed how the child continued to stare at the flower desperately.

Not knowing what the boy was looking at in front of him at the moment, Mo Xian could not figure it out. It is said that the caller's core flower will show what the evil spirits want before they die. Whether it was a hated thing, thing or person, the summoning core flower would show it all to the evil spirit so that the spirit lost its consciousness and the Immortal Cultivators would easily do their job, he said, like purgatory or vanishing.

In the eyes of the child, it seemed like the child was looking at someone who was very dear to him. He sobbed, staring at Mo Xian before falling prostrate, repeatedly apologizing.

However, it was not the voice of a small child that was heard, but rather the voice of a desperate adult man.

The child knelt down, repeatedly beating his forehead to the ground while shouting apologies, Mo Xian was worried that the child was injured so he accidentally said for the child to stop.

And miraculously the boy stopped beating his forehead to the ground and kneeled looking at Mo Xian.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

The voice of the man that came out from the child's mouth was truly very pitiful and heart-wrenching. In fact, Mo Xian, who did not know why the ghost was apologizing, tearlessly fell through his eyes as he blinked.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me." The ghost started to babble, as if in front of him there was really a figure he wanted to see and listen to, but it was basically Mo Xian who was looking at him pityfully.

"Can you forgive me, hmm?"

"I'm sorry .. yes, I'm sorry ...."

"I've raised a lot of money, soon .. soon you won't have to worry about money anymore, so I beg you to forgive me ...."

The ghost came back crying, beheaded he hit his forehead back to the ground while raving about the apologies and treasures he had collected, it made Mo Xian even more worried about the child's condition. Even if the ghost did not beat his forehead to the ground, Mo Xian would still act to stop the ghost.

After all, the ghost was now using the body of the extremely thin and weak village chief's son, Mo Xian was afraid that if he continued to rebuke like that, the child would be out of breath and lose his life. So Mo Xian immediately signaled his four friends and began the sealing ritual.

From the four cardinal directions appeared a spiritual thread of a different color, combined with Mo Xian's, the thread became increasingly stronger and formed a cage that locked the child away. Just then, Bao Yu also came and without saying anything she added a spell on the bars.

Now, after being confined within the bars of spiritual energy, the child looked calm, almost like he was neither alive nor dead, his gaze blank.

"Teacher ... What should we do now?" Mo Xian asked.

"Order the others to cast defensive spells in their positions before returning here. No one goes in and out of this village."