Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 363: Strange Visions 5

Under people's astonished gazes, the crescent moon turned into a silver stream of light and flew directly into the temple at lightning speed.

The silver light did not stop, it went straight into the center of the statue's eyebrows in the center of the temple, leaving behind layers of silver ripples.

The statue's originally solemn face seemed to have become more vivid and energetic at this moment.

There was a faint light flickering between its eyebrows, as if telling some unknown secret.

This scene filled everyone present with amazement and awe.

They witnessed a fantastic vision woven together by stars, flames, words and moonlight.

And now, everything seems to have calmed down, leaving only the statue standing there in a brand new posture.

As the strange vision dissipated, the night sky returned to tranquility, but people's hearts were still in turmoil and could not calm down for a long time.

They stood there, their eyes filled with awe and contemplation, as if they were still recalling the incredible vision that had just occurred.

The crisp sound of water "splashing" came from the Huawai Taoist Temple, breaking the silence of the night and attracting the attention of the spirit guards and elves.

They turned their heads and saw that in the river shrouded in starlight, hazy crescent moons were slowly rising, shining with the light of the moon, mysterious and sacred.

These crescents echo the hazy crescent moon in the sky that sheds moonlight.

They sway gracefully on the water, as if they were the incarnation of water elves.

There are eleven crescent moons in the water. They gradually leave the water and fly towards the crescent moon in the sky, like fairies swaying in the wind, leaving behind streaks of light.

They danced around the hazy crescent moon in the sky that was casting moonlight, forming a spectacular sight of eleven hazy crescent moons dancing around a hazy crescent moon.

Although these crescent moons are hazy, they appear particularly beautiful and mysterious against the light of the stars.

The creatures looked up at this scene, and the shock in their hearts was ignited again, and they didn't even care about the pain in their necks.

The buzzing sound came as promised.

This time the sound seemed even deeper and more powerful. It emanated from the hazy crescent moon in the center, penetrating the silence of the night sky and reaching the depths of everyone's heart.

The voice is like an ancient spell, or a call from ancient times, which makes people feel solemn and respectful.

Following the buzzing call, the eleven hazy crescent moons dancing around seemed to be guided by something, and they all emitted dazzling silver flames at the same time.

These flames dance around each crescent moon, and their temperature and brightness seem to rival that of the real sun.

The radiance of the silver flame illuminated the entire night sky, making the Huawai Taoist temple as bright as day.

With the sound of "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" breaking through the air, the eleven crescent moons suddenly accelerated and revolved around the crescent moon in the center.

Each rotation is accompanied by the fusion of silver flames.

The flames intertwined in the air to form gorgeous patterns, their lights penetrated each other, as if they were engaging in a silent communication and fusion.

During this process, the crescent moon in the center seemed to become the core of all the flames. It hovered there steadily and solemnly, accepting the tribute and devotion of the surrounding crescent moons.

As the flames continued to blend, the light of the central crescent began to become brighter and purer. It seemed to have absorbed all the power and was ready to show even more amazing changes.

The believers stared with bated breath, their hearts filled with anticipation and awe.

They knew that the scene at this moment was not only a visual feast, but also a touch to the soul and the evolution of the external Taoist temple.

At times like these, everyone can feel their connection to the Huawai Daochang.

Their hearts are closely connected to this starry sky, these crescent moons, and these flames, witnessing together this wonderful ceremony of evolution.

As the fusion of flames reached its peak, the bursting silver light also reached its utmost brilliance.

These lights draw dazzling tracks in the night sky.

Their brilliance even surpassed the brightness of the stars, illuminating the entire sky with a silvery white color.

Under such light, everything seems so small, and the beautiful scenery is also submerged by this power.

However, the end of the brilliance always comes with transformation.

Some will be short-lived, as brief and beautiful as a night-blooming cereus.

Some remain in the world, retracting their brilliance and returning to ordinary times.

It’s a return to basics, a reminder that no matter how spectacular a scene may be, it will eventually return to simplicity and calm.

As the silver flame gradually shrank, the once blazing silver light also began to slowly fade away.

Their light is no longer so dazzling, but becomes soft and warm, and the scattered moonlight is like the glow of motherhood.

As the dazzling and blazing light faded away, only a hazy crescent moon remained in the sky.

It hangs there quietly, casting silver light and illuminating the outer temple.

Although this crescent moon is not as dazzling as the previous flames, it has a unique charm.

Its glow is gentle and long-lasting, giving people a feeling of peace and tranquility.

Under such light, the Huawai Taoist Temple appears particularly solemn and sacred. It seems to have become a bridge connecting heaven and earth, allowing all living beings to feel the tranquility beyond this world.

The believers looked up at the crescent moon, their hearts filled with peace and awe.

They knew that this wonderful spectacle was not for showing off, but for giving people enlightenment and instruction.

In the process, they learned to appreciate the plainness behind the brilliance, experienced the tranquility after the prosperity, and understood that the true meaning of life lies in balance and return.

This is the horror of chicken soup for the heart!

As the night deepens, the crescent moon continues to shine quietly. Although its light is no longer as dazzling, it is enough to illuminate people's way forward.

“There should be no more strange phenomena, right?” In the pavilion on the rock peak, Yihuo, who had come back to his senses, rubbed his chin and asked the old patriarch.

His mouth was open too wide, and for too long.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" The old patriarch twisted his sore neck.

His old family has been looking up at the sky for too long.

"You can ask Xiaocao." Yihuo blurted out.

"Xiaocao suddenly had an epiphany and went into seclusion the day before yesterday."

"Then ask Xiao Meng, or Commander Zi Ling."

"You go and ask."

"I don't know them well."

"The old man is not familiar with it either."

"There should be no more strange phenomena." Yifeng said, pointing to the starry sky.

At this time, the starry sky returned to its past state, no longer sprinkling starlight.

"I'm hungry." Yihuo, who had just relaxed, suddenly felt hungry.

"Gourmet." The old patriarch cursed, then changed the subject and said, "Roast the lamb leg."

"Okay." Yihuo happily walked out of the pavilion and jumped off the cliff.

Legacy..., who are these people?