chapter 3 Light guiding pattern

Seal carving of spirit patterns is the unique symbol of spirit pattern masters

Village chief Rhodes, the tall old man, naturally knows this.

However, he had not seen a spirit pattern master for many years, so when he saw the movements in Sherwin hands, he couldn't help but feel a little confused, and even unsure.

spirit pattern

Could it be that this frail young man is still a spirit pattern master?

wrong

A true spirit pattern master is not an extremely noble and respected being. Even if he is placed in a densely populated city, he can be regarded as a person with a transcendent status.

The young man in front of him was only twelve or thirteen years old, and his clothes were simple and a bit shabby. He seemed to have nothing to do with the legendary spirit pattern master.

Rhodes took a deep breath, tried to calm the fluctuations in his heart, and continued to look at the past.

Looking at Sherwin, who moved skillfully and looked focused and calm, at this moment, Rhodes suddenly felt an uncontrollable curiosity. Where did this strange young man come from? Can he really resolve this spiritual field crisis?

The atmosphere was silent, with only Sherwin over the spiritual field, using his fingertips to continuously outline dense and dynamic trajectories in the moist and fertile spiritual field.

The movements are just like the dancing of a spiritual snake, and the movements are as wild as the sky.

The villagers had been stunned for a long time, and the suspicion in their hearts gradually disappeared. Along with it, a wisp of inexplicable expectation arose.

Unknowingly, the twilight faded, and the sky was replaced by a touch of dark night. Large and bright stars shed clear starlight. A round icy moon hung high like a silver disk, and the bright moonlight poured down.

At this moment, Sherwin fingertips suddenly paused, and then he lightly drew on the mysterious and mysterious pattern.

Buzz~

Just like breathing, the pattern outlined by the golden powder suddenly lit up, shooting out a golden light as straight as a line.

Soaring straight into the sky

The villagers were suddenly shocked, their pupils expanded, as if a demon was stunned, and they all looked towards the sky following the golden light that shot up.

In the night, wisps of silvery moonlight seemed to be summoned, and began to gather like a tide, appearing at the end of the golden light.

The moonlight was hazy, gathering more and more, like clear water waves, and its ethereal and holy beauty immediately shocked all the villagers.

They have been living in Feiyun Village since they were born. How have they ever seen such miraculous methods?

This is nothing short of a miracle

boom

When the moonlight, which is like clear water waves, accumulates to a certain extent, it suddenly pours down as if it is overwhelmed.

Wow~~

Like the torrential rain gathered by the moonlight, it glowed with holy light and descended along the golden light into the insect-infested spiritual field.

In an instant, the entire spiritual field was covered with a layer of dreamlike bright silver, appearing strangely beautiful and ethereal in the ink-like night.

And the thin young man standing in the spiritual field, bathed in the moonlight, suddenly gained a mysterious and awe-inspiring aura.

The whole place was silent, and all the villagers looked dull and dumbfounded.

Even the village chief Rhodes was no exception, his eyes were full of surprise.

Sherwin ignored so much. After doing all this, he breathed a secret sigh of relief. There was a lightness of relief in his eyes. He wiped the sweat stains on his forehead and carefully exited this spiritual field. .

What needs to be done has been done, and the rest depends on the effect.

"Young man, you are not simple."

At some point, village chief Rhodes came to Sherwin, his eyes full of meaning.

Sherwin smiled and said: "Senior's ridiculous compliment is that it is just a preliminary light-drawing spirit pattern carved using the natal bone powder of the Gold-eating Rat as a guide. It is not worth showing off." In response to Sherwin's frankness, Rhodes seemed slightly surprised, a hint of imperceptible appreciation flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded and said: "Let's go."

Sherwin was startled: "Where to go?"

Rhodes was speechless: "Of course I will arrange a place for you to stay. From now on, this Feiyun Village will be your home. You can stay as long as you want."

With that said, he turned around and left with his hands behind his hands, not even paying attention to the changes taking place in the spiritual field.

All this made Sherwin slightly startled. The old man made the decision to take him in in advance without waiting for the outcome of the incident in Lingtian. This was beyond Sherwin expectation.

Sherwin smiled silently, and followed closely without hesitation.

Feiyun Village is built on the mountain, bathed in the bright moonlight, looking peaceful and peaceful.

Rhodes took Sherwin straight to the end of the village, where there was a small dilapidated courtyard.

There are three thatched houses and a courtyard. In the center of the courtyard is a weeping willow tree, and on both sides are vegetable fields, which are now full of wild grasses.

The hut was clearly in disrepair and was covered in cobwebs and dust.

Squeak~

Pushing open the door, Rhodes lit the lamp oil, and the orange light illuminated the dark room.

"No one has lived here for many years, so you will stay here temporarily. I will ask some people to help you clean up the yard early tomorrow morning."

Sherwin looked around and saw that although the room was simple, it had beds, tables and chairs, and even a desk by the window. There were some scattered books on the desk, which were all covered with dust.

"Thank you, senior. It's very nice here."

Sherwin cupped his hands and said.

"You are Welcome."

Rhodes stared at Sherwin with his old eyes and said, "Young man, I don't care where you come from or why you want to live in my Feiyun Village, but since you have now become a member of my Feiyun Village, Naturally, you are not an outsider. I hope you will not do anything that would be disrespectful to Feiyun Village in the future."

Sherwin smiled and nodded, saying: "Senior, don't worry."

Rhodes patted Sherwin on the shoulder and turned to leave.

After confirming that Rhodes had left, Sherwin carefully placed the old wooden box he had been carrying on his back on the ground beside the bed, then opened the window and stared blankly at the endless starry sky in the night.

After a long time, Sherwin couldn't help but stretched and murmured: "Three months of hard work finally allowed me to enter the territory of the Zi Yao Empire. Mr.Briggs, if you have a soul in heaven, please rest assured. , I will live well as you wish."

The thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy was dressed in coarse linen clothes, with his long hair tied back casually, standing against the window. His thin figure was covered with a layer of faint moonlight, and there was a touch of sadness on his childish and slightly pale face. It disappeared in a flash, and then calmness returned.

Outside Feiyun Village, a burst of cheers came from a distance, mixed with exclamations.

Sherwin listened for a while, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.

Without wasting any more time, Sherwin raised his hand to close the window, came to the bed, and with the dim light, once again opened the old wooden box that had been with him for more than ten years.

At this moment, Lucius was squatting in the spiritual field of his home, his rough face full of excitement and ecstasy. He trembled with trembling lips and muttered: "A miracle, a miracle, this damn insect plague has finally disappeared. Damn it!" Yes, God opens your eyes."

"Old man, this is not God's fault, but the credit of that little brother," someone kindly reminded me.

"right"

Lucius slapped his thigh and shouted, "What did I say before? I will definitely not lie to you, but you guys suspect that I am a liar. You are so blind and confused."

The nearby villagers were suddenly embarrassed and chattering among themselves.

How could they have imagined that a thin young man of thirteen or fourteen years old in shabby clothes could actually cause the moonlight to pour down from the sky and destroy the disaster for the spiritual field?