Start as a Temple Spirit

Whether it is an ambush or an encounter, it is often staged in the battlefields of thousands of miles of mountains and forests.

This is the general trend of unrest, and no one can stop it.

As the mobilization meeting came to an end, Forgotten College and Yixin College were in an uproar.

There is no anxiety and uneasiness as imagined, only determination and anticipation for the upcoming challenges.

Inside the college auditorium, the atmosphere was solemn and warm. The students' faces were filled with determination, and their gazes were like torches, lighting up the entire auditorium.

They knew that this was the eve of them setting foot on the battlefield, the moment when they would use their youth and blood to create glory.

Lin Weiwei stood on the podium, her eyes firm and deep, as if she could see into people's hearts. Her gaze was like two sharp swords, piercing the students' hearts.

She looked at the thirty students below, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in her heart. These students were the elites she had carefully selected, and their strength and courage made her feel proud.

However, she also knew that they were about to face an unprecedented test and the most important decision in their lives.

"It's the temple spirit's wish that you stay." Lin Weiwei's voice was low and powerful, echoing throughout the auditorium. Her words were like a flash of lightning, instantly cutting through the fog in the students' hearts.

They understood that this was God's will and the path they must follow.

But what they didn't know was that Lin Weiwei was pretending to be God in order to dispel their desire to fight and let them study in peace.

"You should be able to guess the reason. So what you should do now is not to ask for battle, but to study. Do you understand?" Lin Weiwei's words revealed a hint of helplessness and expectation. Her words were like the melodious sound of a piano, echoing in the ears of the students.

She knew that these trainees were eager to fight and to prove their worth.

However, she also hopes that they can understand that true strength does not rely solely on force, but requires deep knowledge and firm beliefs as support.

Moreover, the strength of Confucianism and Taoism is not weak either. Whether it is attacking or assisting, they are the dominant ones.

"Understood!" Thirty male and female students answered in unison, their voices resounding in the air like the sound of a huge bell.

Their voices were firm and loud, as if a powerful force was gathering, like a torrent, surging and unstoppable.

They understood that this was God's will and the path they must follow, like a bright light guiding them forward.

They are willing to put aside their desires and impulses and meet tomorrow's challenges with diligence and hard work, just like soldiers fighting bravely on the battlefield.

The temple spirit is a god, and the decisions made by gods are unquestionable and as unshakable as Mount Tai.

This is the creed in their hearts and the principle of their actions, like a lighthouse guiding them in the direction of progress.

They will respect God's decisions and implement God's will through their own actions. This is the believers' piety to God.

"Now that you understand, let's disperse and say goodbye to you all properly." Lin waved his hand.

There was a hint of relief and expectation in her words, like a spring breeze blowing across her face.

She knew that these students were ready and would prove their worth with their actions, just like horses galloping on the grassland.

All the students took their leave in unison and hurried to say goodbye to their classmates. Their faces were filled with determined smiles and their hearts were filled with expectations and longings for the future, just like the sun shining on the earth.

The students know that this is an important turning point in their lives, and they will use their actions to write their own glorious chapter, just like an eagle soaring in the sky.

The night before departure is undoubtedly special and reluctant, just like the stars in the night sky, shining brightly.

The students of Forgotten College and Lost College saw off their companions who were about to go to the battlefield in a special way. It was a farewell ceremony full of emotion and respect, like a gorgeous feast.

The moonlight filled the entire campus, adding a sense of mystery and solemnity to the farewell, just like the Milky Way in the night sky, brilliant and charming.

The students gathered on the playground, their faces filled with determination and wishes, like burning flames, lighting up the entire night sky.

Suddenly, a melodious flute sound rang out softly in the night sky, like an affectionate elegy, telling of the sadness and reluctance of parting.

The sound of the flute was so plaintive and tearful that it made everyone present fall into deep thought.

This is Lin Weiwei playing the flute.

As the flute music became more melodious, students began to slowly gather from all directions, holding torches in their hands. The flames danced in the night sky, illuminating their firm and resolute faces, as if they were lights of hope, guiding them in the direction of progress.

Although their steps are a little heavy, they are full of strength, as if declaring their determination and courage to the world. Their steps are heavy and firm, as if every step is on the ground, leaving deep footprints, witnessing their growth and tenacity.

There is a determination gleaming in their eyes, as if they are ready to meet any challenge; their eyes are like burning flames, full of desire for the future and courage to challenge the unknown.

When they reached the center of the playground, they stopped and formed a tight circle.

Everyone closed their eyes, as if praying silently, sending the most sincere blessings to their companions who were about to leave. Their hearts were connected, as if at this moment, their souls had merged into one, praying for the future together.

Their hearts are filled with reluctance and anticipation. They are reluctant to part with these familiar faces, and they are looking forward to embarking on a new journey and showing a more dazzling light. Their hearts are like a vast ocean, filled with longing for the future and expectations for the unknown.

"Boom, boom, boom" a burst of passionate drum beats rang out, breaking the tranquility of the night.

This is the loyal people beating the drum!

"Who says I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raises an army, I will sharpen my spears and swords. I share the same hatred with you!" Zhao Li sang loudly, passionately and solemnly.

The students followed closely behind and began to chant the ancient yet passionate poem - "No Clothes".

This national poem is their common memory, the belief in their hearts, and the source of their strength when facing difficulties.

"Who says I have no clothes? I share my robe with you. When the king raises an army, I will sharpen my spears and swords. I share the same hatred with you!" The students' voices were sonorous and powerful, echoing throughout the campus, as if they could transcend the boundaries of time and space.

"Who says I have no clothes? I will share the same clothes with you. When the king raises his army, I will sharpen my spears and halberds. I will work with you!" The students' voices became more excited, as if they were going to set the whole world on fire.