Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

The three-legged golden crow in the fireball did not look real. In a circle of halo, Xihe raised her hand and went straight through the burning real fire.

He took out a tail feather of the three-legged golden crow. The feather was golden in color, emitting a dazzling light, and every part of it was extremely perfect.

Xihe handed the feather to Yuebai and said, "My soul power is attached to it. It is different from other feathers. I think this is what you want."

Yuebai took the feather, placed it in his hand, put his palms together in front of his chest, closed his eyes and the lines in his brows were fully visible.

Xihe felt the divine power in his body boiling. The gods of the sun and the moon were of the same origin, and now the divine power in their bodies was intertwined.

Gathering on the feather, the two men sat cross-legged with their palms facing each other, the Golden Crow Feather hanging between their hands. The golden and silver formations slowly appeared around them and slowly merged.

Eventually it turned into a gold and silver interwoven formation, spinning rapidly beneath the two of them, with clouds and mist rising. It seemed as if a clear bird cry was heard, and the divine pattern on Xihe's brow was revealed.

It’s the same pattern as Yuebai, but it gives a completely different feeling.

At this moment, Xihe and Yuebai both made hand gestures to activate the formation. The feather suddenly ignited, turned into a ball of flame and then merged into the three-legged golden crow.

After doing all this, Yuebai opened his eyes and his face was visibly paler. Xihe also noticed something wrong with Yuebai after she finished her exercise.

In fact, when she was practicing her energy just now, Xihe felt that Yuebai's divine power was unusually thin. Logically speaking, natural gods like them should have inexhaustible divine power.

Even if they are weak, the gap would not be too big. What's more, Xihe and Yuebai are twin sisters, so it is even more impossible for there to be a big gap.

But the situation just now was obviously not like this. Xihe's own tremendous divine power poured out and almost broke up Yuebai's formation.

So later on, Xihe had to try her best to control her own strength to complete the ceremony.

"Wangshu, you must tell the truth about what you did?" Xihe looked at Yuebai very seriously for the first time and asked.

Yue Bai knew that he could no longer hide it, and said calmly: "I sacrificed half of my soul."

By sacrificing half of his soul, Xihe thought that no matter what happened, it would not be worse than the time by the bank of the Wangchuan River.

But she was wrong. Her sister had always had her own ideas. Even if Xihe knew about it now, she couldn't change anything.

"What exactly happened? If there is anything, I hope you can tell everyone. The survival of the gods is everyone's business." Xihe could only say this in the end.

"But I can. I can protect everyone on behalf of the God. My swordsmanship was taught by the God. Even if there is no afterlife, I feel that I should repay the God for his kindness."

Xihe was stunned for a moment, his face a little stiff, but he quickly calmed down. Xihe had never thought that Yuebai would have a master-disciple relationship with the God. Then, he thought of another person, Aze, with complicated thoughts in his heart. Does he know?

Aze has become more and more like a God over the years. Yuebai always feels that the God cannot be free because of the responsibilities of the gods, so he is very casual with Aze and lets Aze choose what he wants to do.

For example, divine beasts are not allowed to go down to the mortal world without permission, but Aze went and established his own sect in an upright manner. Without Yuebai's support, many people in the divine tribe would not be willing to do so.

But Aze is too ambitious. He single-handedly created the most powerful sword-cultivating sect. So now everyone's attitude towards Yaze is not like that towards a divine beast. He has become worthy of the title of Dragon King.

"I don't care what happens to you, you can't exhaust yourself like this anymore." Xihe forcefully supported Yuebai's shaky body and called on the Fire Kirin to send Yuebai back to the Taiyin Temple.

Siyao came to the side of Yuebai's bed again. Xihe was sitting silently on an embroidered stool in the distance, while Yuebai looked carefree and unconcerned about life and death.

Xihe felt even more troubled when she saw Yuebai like this, and turned to Siyao and said, "No matter what method you use, you must restore her to her previous state."

The current situation is turbulent. If you don't have the power to protect yourself, you will inevitably become a prey to others. Xihe can protect Yuebai, but Yuebai must also take care of himself.

Si Yao nodded, took his pulse and said directly: "His spirit and soul are damaged, his qi and blood are deficient. If there was no vitality in his body, he would have died long ago."

When Xihe heard Siyao's diagnosis, he turned around suddenly and saw Yuebai slowly placing his hand on his heart. Xihe knew that was where the dragon ball was.

Yuebai noticed Xihe's gaze, looked up, and gave Xihe an understanding smile, as if everything was within her expectations.

Leaving behind the elixir shop, Si Yao took Xihe away. After watching them leave, Yuebai looked at his hands in a daze.

The fingers were slender, the palms were pale, the lines on the palms were intricate, but one of the lines was getting lighter and lighter.

Now that she has been discovered, there is nothing to hide. Yuebai got up from the bed and walked barefoot. Her plain white skirt flowed across the white jade ground.

It was past midnight and the cold was about to dissipate, but the lights were still on in the back mountain of the Sword-Asking Sect. The back mountain was the residence of the sect master, and the disciples would not easily set foot there. The lights in the back mountain were often on all night because the sect master practiced swordsmanship every night.

But tonight there was no sword light. Aze painted the picture in which a woman was wearing a purple gauze dress, folding flowers and holding a sword in her hands. She looked like the goddess of the moon.

Different from the Moon Worshipping Gate, which looks sacred and untouchable, and has a compassionate look on all living things, the goddess in this painting created by Aze is picking flowers and smiling, which is indifferent and beautiful.

Putting down his pen, Aze looked towards the attic in the back mountain. He had built it according to the style of a library after hearing that the goddess was going to descend to the mortal world. Even the second floor looked like the goddess' boudoir in his memory.

Aze couldn't explain why he did this, but he secretly felt that if the goddess came to the mortal world, he would naturally protect her every step of the way, so it was only right to build a residence for the goddess in the Wenjian Sect.

Aze hung the painting he had just completed in the room, his thoughts returning to his mind. The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and he wondered if the goddess in the moon was missing him as much as he was. He had seen her moonlight, and from then on there was no other moon in the world. Please shine on us, even if it's just a piece of moonlight.

Looking back at the portrait again, Aze took advantage of the night and the osmanthus tree that he had carefully selected before bloomed faint flowers under the hazy moonlight, and the fragrance of osmanthus surrounded the moonlight.

Aze was just planning to go out and pick a branch of osmanthus and put it in a jade vase.

Suddenly a paper crane landed in front of the window. Aze went forward to check and found that it was a letter from Xihe.

When Aze saw the content, he took a deep breath, frowned, and immediately flashed to the Baiyue Gate.