Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 362: Strange Visions 4

As time went by, the light of the stars filled the entire Huawai Taoist temple.

Their light is like a fine net, tightly wrapping this holy land.

Bathed in this glory, the ancient characters formed by the light of the stars became more and more dazzling, as if they were the brightest stars in the night sky, guiding people's eyes and hearts.

In this quiet and solemn atmosphere, something strange happened.

Suddenly, a silver word "Courage" flew out from the white palace shrouded in starlight.

Its speed is as fast as lightning across the night sky.

The word "勇" is not just a word, it is more like a brave and fearless warrior who, with firm will and tremendous courage, soars into the sky and dominates the world.

When the character "勇" rose high into the sky, the other ancient characters seemed to sense its majesty and power, and flew around it.

They spin and jump in the air, like stars surrounding the moon, or like ministers paying homage to the king.

Led by the word "勇", these characters formed a spectacular array. Their silver light reflected each other and illuminated the night sky of the entire Huawai Taoist temple.

At this moment, the word "courage" has become the focus. It is not only a symbol of strength, but also the embodiment of courage.

Its appearance reminds people of those fearless heroes who stood up throughout history.

Under the illumination of the word "courage", everyone felt a strong encouragement, a determination to move forward even in the face of difficulties and obstacles.

This night, the light of the stars, the ancient characters, and the lofty word "courage" together compose a hymn about courage and strength.

Their existence not only beautifies the night sky, but also inspires everyone present, making them believe that as long as they have courage, nothing is impossible.

This situation and scene are common, so whether it is the Forgotten Town or the distant Temple Village, the same magical scene is being played out at this moment.

There seems to be an invisible force that transcends the boundaries of time and space and presents these visions synchronously.

They are performed in different places in the same way, like a well-choreographed drama of heaven and earth.

Amid people's amazement and awe, the ancient characters dancing around the word "勇" suddenly sped up.

These words are no longer static symbols, they have become living entities, like silver dragons tumbling in the air, chasing the dazzling "dragon ball" - the word "courage".

They interweave to create dynamic pictures in the night sky, and every rotation and every collision releases dazzling light.

There seems to be a silent conversation going on between these silver dragon-like characters and the word "courage".

Their light shone and blended in the air, forming an indescribable beautiful harmony.

This harmony is not only a visual feast, but also a spiritual resonance.

It allows people to feel some deep connection and unity in the universe.

Faced with such a scene, people's hearts were deeply shocked.

They saw the dance of words and stars, felt the union of courage and strength, and experienced a mystery and miracle that transcended everyday life.

All of this makes people believe that there is indeed some kind of power in this mysterious world that is beyond human understanding, but yet shows its existence to the world in this way.

On nights like this, the residents of Forgotten Township and Temple Village are not just witnesses; they also become part of this magical spectacle.

Their gaze, their breathing, and their emotions are all closely connected with this starry sky, these words, and the word "courage".

In this shared experience, people find a shared sense of belonging and a deep connection.

They know that no matter what challenges they may face in the future, as long as they have courage in their hearts, there will be endless possibilities.

This chicken soup is invincible!

The "buzz" sound resounded through the sky again, calling back people's thoughts and attention.

This time the buzzing sound was stronger than before. It came from the dazzling silver dragon's body, like thunder, shaking the entire night sky.

This sound is not just the vibration of the air, it seems to carry some mysterious message, some change.

As people were expecting, the sound of "puff puff puff" was heard continuously.

Silver flames gushed out from the silver dragon's body. Their flames were pure and hot, as if they were sacred fires descended from heaven.

These flames danced in the air and blended with each other, eventually forming a huge sphere of fire that tightly wrapped the word "courage".

The light of the flame and the brilliance of the word "courage" complement each other, making the whole scene more glorious and sacred.

As people watched in shock, the flame began to evolve into the shape of a waxing and waning moon.

The shape of the silver flame sphere began to change. It was first round like a full moon, then gradually shrank and became incomplete, like a remnant of the moon. Then, the flame expanded again and returned to its original round state, as if showing a life cycle that repeats itself over and over again.

This series of evolutions is not only an imitation of natural phenomena, but also a reflection of philosophy and cosmic laws.

It tells people that everything in the world is constantly changing, with a beginning and an end, gain and loss, but no matter how it changes, it contains an eternal beauty and profound truth.

People were deeply attracted by the scene before them, their hearts were touched by this power, and they felt the rhythm of life and the mystery of the universe.

This is not only a visual feast, but also a baptism of the soul.

With such enlightenment, people have a deeper understanding and expectations of life and the future.

They realized that no matter how many difficulties and challenges they encountered in life, as long as they maintained their inner courage and tenacity, they would be able to weather the wind and rain like this flame and still shine brightly.

As time passed, the shocking vision finally came to an end.

The silver flames began to slowly converge, their light gradually weakened, and finally disappeared into the night sky.

Leaving behind a hazy crescent moon, quietly appearing in the sky.

It hangs there, as if just born from the baptism of fire, with a newborn softness and mystery.

This crescent moon is not as bright and clear as the usual moon.

It seemed a little hazy, as if it was still immersed in the strange dance of fire just now.

Perhaps it is because of this haziness that the crescent moon seems to have a shy temperament.

It hangs quietly in the night sky, not daring to be too ostentatious.

However, just as people were watching intently, a soft "whoosh" sound suddenly occurred.