The Guardians: The Swordsman of the Moon

Revealed.

Their journey lasted for two days after leaving Zhang Rouran village. Bao Yu stopped in front of the gate of the building located in the middle of the bamboo forest.

The rustling sound of leaves and bamboo sticks blowing in the wind created soothing music, giving little life to such a quiet place.

As Bao Yu brought his four disciples inside, there were only a few men who were sweeping the courtyard and a few more men who were seen passing by carrying scrolls out into a pagoda-shaped building.

The men were plainly dressed and had their heads shaved, they were like monks, but they were not like monks either. As Bao Yu walked in, those people seemed to be unconcerned about his whereabouts and continued their work without feeling bothered.

Mo Xian followed Bao Yu who continued to walk into the pagoda-shaped building.

Circular shelves towering up and filled with scrolls and books neatly arranged. Bald-headed people look very serious when arranging books and scrolls in several places.

Bao Yu went deeper and found the stairs that went down.

Bao Yu said nothing and went down the dark stairs.

Mo Xian clung to Wu Jiao Xing as the last light could not be seen completely engulfed in darkness, this atmosphere reminded Mo Xian of the time he was in master Lin's memory realm, it was so dark that he could not see his own hands. However, in that dark place he could hear the cries of those who blamed him.

"It's because of you!"

"Why did you have to be born into the world!"

"You brought disaster!"

"Why you should be born!"

"Why you should be born!"

"Why you should be born!"

Back then Mo Xian did not know for whom those words were indicated, after all back then he was in master Lin's memory realm, perhaps it was also part of master Lin's memory. However, those words made Mo Xian's body tremble, his entire bones felt pain like he was beaten hundreds of times, his internal organs were hot as if burning and his heart throbbed like it was pierced many times, it hurts so much that it affects the real world. That was why he spewed out a mouthful of blood when he regained his senses and cried because he still felt the pain and fear that he had brought from master Lin's memory realm.

However, Mo Xian did not want to tell this. She was actually a little embarrassed from crying in front of the crowd.

Mo Xian carefully went down the stairs, his hands clasping tightly to the arm beside him until a speck of light came into sight.

The fire that danced from the torch attached to the wall became the final staircase marker.

Bao Yu picked up the torch and walked to the center of the circular room, lighting another torch in the room so that they could clearly see what the room was like.

The room was not much different from the room above, in the room there were shelves in a circular arrangement following the pattern of the walls, full of books and ancient scrolls.

Mo Xian let go of his handle and walked around, the papers on the books and scrolls were already yellowing and looking very old. Mo Xian could guess that this place contained ancient books and scrolls that were hundreds or thousands of years old because Mo Xian himself had seen and read the ancient scrolls in Li Huan's study room he could knowing that is simply by looking at the quality of the paper or leather of that roll.

Bao Yu returned to the middle of the room and sat down facing the table after finding the scroll she was looking for.

Carefully Bao Yu opened it, inside was only a blank piece of paper, but after hatching his own blood on the paper suddenly a pattern appeared and quickly followed the text that appeared gradually.

Bao Yu sighed, her skin color was ugly and her brows were furrowed.

"So my guess turned out to be right" he said before sighing again. "My laziness has eaten my memories, I'm careless!"

Mo Xian did not understand what his teacher said, he simply glanced at the others just to see a puzzled look. They then gathered in front of Bao Yu who was holding the scroll in her hand.

"Did Master find out what spell it was?" Mo Xian asked as he approached Bao Yu.

Bao Yu sighed and nodded her head.

"Mm, I know it. From the beginning I knew it only I hesitated a little and forgot. That's why I brought you here to check it out for yourself. I was right."

Mo Xian was a little surprised to hear that, the rest he felt happy because he could finally help Li Huan and Li Zhouran about the spell, the rest of it was, so he would ask when only his mouth was open and Bao Yu preceded.

"This spell has been around since ten thousand years ago, when the Taoist Demon King Hua attacked the Sky palace, breaking the war for ten years, bringing the world into great chaos before the Heavenly King finally sealed it in Jinshan mountain."

Bao Yu then turned her gaze away from the scroll and looked at her students.

"My disciples."

The call shocked everyone, Bao Yu had almost never called them that name before. Bao Yu always called them by his name and never called them disciples.

"I know you guys have known this spell since seeing your fight in the village before. You fight very well, but from the very beginning you have targeted their masks for attack, you knew from the very beginning that your enemies are masks with this spell."

Bao Yu placed a mask that had been split into perfect two on the table, there was a spell written in black ink on the mask.

Mo Xian almost held his breath as he looked at the mask he was cutting with his own sword.

"When Xiao Xian brought this spell to me and asked about it, I thought Xiao Xian only had great curiosity, but I didn't think at all that you knew the weakness of this spell."

Mo Xian felt guilty, he immediately performed a kowtow in front of his teacher asking for forgiveness.

"I'm sorry for this student, Master. This disciple did not intend to hide this matter from Master."

Seeing Mo Xian asking for forgiveness, Wu Jiao Xing and the others followed. The four of them pressed their foreheads at the coldness of the wooden floor and apologized.

Bao Yu sighed as he saw the four disciples bowing their heads in front of him.

"If you had known what you did was a mistake, would you have continued or would you have told me?"

Mo Xian looked at his teacher, Wu Jiao Xing next to him squeezing his hand.

Wu Jiao Xing opened his mouth, he felt Bao Yu was the answer to the mystery going on, and he already trusted his teacher, even if it was possible he would ask for protection for his young master.

After all, Wu Jiao Xing had actually harbored a feeling of worry in his chest ever since those people had appeared on the Xin Yue continent, so he had told her about it from start to finish.

"You're Li Huan's son the head of the Peacock Alliance?" bao Yu asked to confirm, slightly surprised that his disciple would be the son of one of the important people in the Yuan Xing continent.

Mo Xian nodded with guilt.

Bao Yu then looked at his two disciples Bai Yue and Bai Ruo, he could only sigh. He had known from the very beginning that these two children were from the Eternal Snow Dew plains, even though the famous Eternal Snow Dew people were from the Yuan Xing continent and few had ever left his hometown, Bao Yu had already seen many Snow Dew people who had separated themselves from his group, so from the very beginning Bao Yu thought that Bai Yue and Bai Ruo were the children of the people who broke away from the Magic Snow Dew plains, instead, not expecting that he would meet directly with the disciple of the Magical Snow Dew plains leader, Bai Xue.

So he actually had a disciple who had already been forged by great and talented people who already had no question of his abilities. Wu Jiao Xing is a member of the Peacock Alliance, Mo Xian is the Young Master of the Peacock Alliance, while the two Bai brothers are the adopted sons of the Magical Snow Dew leader.

Bao Yu felt himself to have been deceived upon seeing the abilities of these children who had darted far among Bai Lian's disciples. However, after hearing the whole story Bao Yu actually felt pity.

"This has nothing to do with the Peacock Alliance."

Mo Xian and the others were shocked except for Wu Jiao Xing.

"Then why are these people after Mo Xian?" It was not Wu Jiao Xing but Bai Yue who asked.

Bao Yu looked at Mo Xian with a complicated feeling. "That's because they're after Xiao Xian not the Peacock Alliance."

Mo Xian was like being slapped with the sound of lightning, his eyes flashing many times with all sorts of missteps.

"How is that possible, from where does Master know?" bai Yue asked still in disbelief while Wu Jiao Xing who had known the truth could only squeeze both of her hands.

Bao Yu did not immediately reply, the old man placed a split mantra mask, he then extended his hand to Mo Xian as if asking. Bao Yu did not say anything, but Mo Xian seemed to understand that Bao Yu was asking for his hand so he extended his hand.

"You said earlier this spell was written in blood, didn't you?"

Bao Yu then carried Mo Xian's hand over the mask and stabbed Mo Xian's finger with a needle letting Mo Xian's blood drip down on the mask.

Bao Yu let go of Mo Xian's hand and let Mo Xian pull it back before noticing what had happened to the mask.

Clumps of black smoke emerged from the dripping blood and continued to roll, the black smoke emitting an extremely powerful and terrifying dark energy.

"This is called a blood spell, they used Xiao Xian's blood to search for Xiao Xian's whereabouts. This spell was extremely dangerous and had brought disaster thousands of years ago."

Bao Yu looked at Mo Xian while letting the evil energy gather in the mask lying on the table.

"Xiao Xian, what's your connection to this matter?"

Mo Xian was confused, he knew nothing! He knows nothing at all!

He was only Li Yixin a girl who had died, her soul was then thrown into the body of a baby of unknown origin. So from where can he know what this has to do with all of this.

He's not involved in anything!

Could it be that his body now had something to do with all of this?

Thenwhat?

What does it have to do with him. Li Yixin was a soul from another world who was reborn and named Mo Xian, having nothing to do with any of this.

Mo Xian was completely defeated, his mind was muddled at the thought of things that had happened in the past. The death of the woman, the disappearance of Mo Shan-Xiansheng, Li Huan, Li Zhouran and Wu Jiao Xing who had become his family. He then became scared when he imagined the fight that had happened, or when Wu Jiao Xing went into a critical period to protect him, it was because people with blood masks were after him!

They used his blood to trace his whereabouts, which was why Li Huan told him to stay in the Xin Yue continent to hide.

It's all because of it!

"But Master, I don't remember I've been hurt before." Finally with all his might, Mo Xian tried to find an answer. "I've never been hurt so how do they have my blood to look for me?"

Mo Xian looked extremely panicked, his face paled and was filled with cold sweat making Wu Jiao Xing and Bai Yue worried.

Bao Yu stared flatly at his disciple whom he used to be very proud of even to this point he still admired her, her cheerful nature, her cheerful nature, kindhearted and talented had truly entered into his heart to the point of loving him. However, he had absolutely no idea that his student would have this kind of problem.

"Only you can answer that, Xiao Xian."

That answer really could not satisfy Mo Xian. However, Mo Xian could not force and push his teacher to answer when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

I can hardly believe what just happened, mo Xian's chest was pierced by a translucent silver sword into his back that had appeared out of nowhere because the incident was so fast that he couldn't see where it came from.

However, after a while Mo Xian could tell it was coming from the front because Bao Yu himself had stabbed it!

Mo Xian again spewed out a mouthful of blood, it felt extremely sick and cold as if the sword had sliced his soul in half!

Wu Jiao Xing and Bai Yue were both shocked, but the reaction the two young men gave was very different.

Wu Jiao Xing immediately propped up Mo Xian and tried to stop the bleeding while Bai Yue mercilessly drew her sword and unsheathed it to Bao Yu. However, the efforts of the two young men were in vain!

Bao Yu used her spiritual energy to counter Bai Yue's attack until Bai Yue bounced to the side, smashing into the wall and spewing blood!

While as much as Wu Jiao Xing attempted to stop Mo Xian's bleeding, the blood still flowed like an unstoppable river through his fingers.

In that room only Bai Ruo was petrified, not knowing what was in his mind that he was unable to move and could only see.