It is a sword spirit that absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon and absorbs the aura of mountains and rivers. Long before spiritual wisdom emerged, its master had died in battle on the top of the mountain.
Everyone said that this mausoleum was built for it by its owner, but it had forgotten everything except two exquisite seal characters found on the blade of the sword.
"Bai Li"
This is probably its name.
Bai Li always felt that the person in front of him was the master. Even though he had no proof, the vague memories in his mind always reminded him that this person was more important to him than anything else. The man's words and deeds were full of alienation, and his eyebrows were always as cold as frost and snow.
"Do you... Recognize me?"
Bai Li's spirit body trembled gently in the wind
"Yeah."
The man raised his eyes and glanced at it, his eyes were like the moon reflected in a deep pool, and there was some pain hidden in the coldness.
After saying that, he stood up and walked away.
And Bai Li decided to follow him to see what he was thinking.
Purpose: Can obsession really distort and destroy people?