got bad news, but Shushan had no choice.

The sea is extremely dangerous in winter, not to mention the withering of all laws at this moment.

The Dengyun Ship, which is the most proud of Shushan on the sea, has now been scrapped this winter, and it stays in a valley in Shushan, where Elder Feng guards it day and night, secretly weeping.

It was not only Shushan who got the news, but also the other two holy places, as well as those well-informed monsters.

Gradually, I don't know when, many youkai knew the news.

And so, the yokai carnival came.

There are those who take advantage of the fire to rob, and there are those who take the opportunity to take revenge, and some monsters even shouted the slogan "The human race should be overthrown".

The first catastrophe of heaven and earth, the fall of gods and demons.

The first catastrophe of heaven and earth, the extinction of dragons and phoenixes.

The third catastrophe of heaven and earth, the lich lost its crown.

And in the fourth heaven and earth tribulation, it should be the turn of the human race.

Those monsters who shouted the slogan "Terran should be overthrown" definitely have the guidance of a master behind them.

This slogan is extremely demonic, and because of this, more and more monsters began to appear, taking advantage of this winter, constantly harassing the human race, causing tragedy.

In Yangjia Village, in the courtyard in front of a small building, the sound of sharpening knives came out.

A young man in white hurriedly walked from outside the village, he handed out a few pieces of candy, sent the children around him, and went to the courtyard, standing quietly, silently watching the ghosts in the courtyard cry and sharpen their knives.

Ghost Cry was very focused, holding cold water like ice in his hand, and carefully pouring it on the knife.

It's cold, the water is cold, and it can freeze at any time. But the blade is very hot, and the hand of the ghost crying is also very hot, and this water is really ice water melted by his hand.

And Nangong didn't cry with the ghost in the yard, but at home, packing his luggage.

The knife is finally sharpened.

Ghost Cry wiped the blade of the knife with a sackcloth, put the knife back into its sheath, and did not look at the white-clothed young man outside, but turned back to the house.

In the house, Nangong stopped what he was doing, took off the fine scale armor hanging on the wall, helped the ghost cry and draped it on his body, and then put on a thick layer of clothes outside.

Ghost Cry put on a hat, Nangong handed over the package, and was hung on his shoulder by Ghost Cry, he hugged Nangong, Nangong said in his ear: "Husband, go out, take care." Don't worry about things at home, with me, if anyone who doesn't open their eyes dares to make trouble, ask about my sword first. ”

"Your sword, I don't worry. Ghost Cry laughed, the two separated, Ghost Cry walked out of the door directly, and Nangong stopped at the door, just at the door to watch Ghost Cry, should be sent away.

The young man in white cried out when he saw the ghost, his face was surprised, and he hurriedly gave his hand: "I've seen senior brother, my name is Mo Xiaolong, senior brother just call me Xiaolong." ”

Ghost Cry bowed slightly: "Well, Xiaolong, let's talk as we go." ”

The young man in white was stunned, his request could still be spoken, but the ghost cry seemed to know and was prepared.

"Ann boy, you have to go out!"

"Uncle An, are you going out to fight monsters?"

"Yo, Ann boy, go out!"

"Ange ......"

The uncles, aunts, brothers, and juniors of the same village greeted each other one after another, and the ghosts cried and responded one by one, and just like that, the two came to the stable at the entrance of the village.

Ghost Cry led a black horse that was not too tall, and Mo Xiaolong, who was clothed in white, led a tall and handsome white horse.

When they left the village, the two mounted their horses and rode quickly.

Oni Cry lowered his head and blocked the wind with his hat. Mo Xiaolong also put on a hat and walked in front, lying on the back of the horse like a ghost crying, using the hat to block the cold wind.

"Tell me, what's going on?" the ghost cried and asked loudly, his voice was extremely penetrating, so through the whirring wind, it reached Mo Xiaolong's ears.

Mo Xiaolong replied loudly: "A few days ago, the Taoist boy of the White Crane Temple came in the snow, claiming that there were monsters attacking the White Crane Temple. Later, the master took us to the White Crane Temple, but it was too late, along with the 54 people of the master, the Taoist chief, and the Taoist child, all of whom died tragically in the mouth of the monster. ”

"How is it possible?" Ghost Cry frowned: "I still know about the White Crane Temple, there are a total of seven true people who have attained the Dao, and their strength should not be underestimated, how can it be like this......"

Speaking of this, the ghost cried and paused, and sighed: "North wind!"

The north wind did not have a great impact on him, but it had a great impact on others, especially on those Taoist monks who relied on spells to eat.

The once enlightened true person, now in the north wind, is no different from mortals.

Mo Xiaolong was already aware of the ghost crying, so he didn't explain, and continued to say loudly: "We followed the trail to a bamboo forest, so we didn't dare to go any further, because that bamboo forest was occupied by a group of monsters. With only the five of us, it was difficult to deal with, so I remembered that my senior brother was nearby, so I came to ask for help. But I didn't expect that Xiaolong had just arrived, but the senior brother had already made preparations, and now that the north wind was crossing, the arithmetic was completely abolished, and he dared to ask how the senior brother did it. ”

"It's just a feeling. "Ghost Cry doesn't explain, and it's inconvenient to explain, his spiritual sense is getting stronger and stronger, and things related to himself occasionally come on a whim, so he is naturally prepared.

The two stopped talking and concentrated on their journey.

Half a day later, Ghost Cry met with Mo Xiaolong's master and brothers.

They are the elder disciples of the Demon Slaying Pavilion branch in the nearby county town, the elder's surname is Mo, and Mo Xiaolong follows the elder's surname, so the ghost cry calls him Elder Mo.

In addition to Mo Xiaolong's apprentice, Elder Mo also has a disciple named Mo Feiying. In addition, there are two others who are not Elder Mo's disciples, and although Elder Mo has taught them, he has not accepted them as disciples.

Ahead is a bamboo forest, which used to be lush even in winter, but now it is white, and the withered yellow bamboo leaves are covered with snow, and the emerald green bamboo leaves are covered with frost, and the entire bamboo forest is also covered with snow.

The perennial howling north wind has broken many bamboos on the periphery of the bamboo forest, seriously obstructing the view.

Elder Mo and the others hid on a high slope in front of the bamboo forest, carefully hiding themselves while also looking at the bamboo forest.

"Master, Senior Brother Ghost is here. ”

"I've seen Elder Mo. The ghost cried and arched his hand while looking at Elder Mo.

Elder Mo was dressed in white, his hair was gray, but his face did not look old, without the slightest wrinkles, he was slightly resolute, and he had a long white beard.

Elder Mo cried and greeted him, and hurriedly bowed his hand: "I've seen my nephew." ”

"How is it going. Ghost Cry bent over, his fingers brushed aside a white withered thorn, and looked towards the bamboo forest.

"There are a lot of monsters in there. Elder Mo's face was heavy: "But for now, I haven't seen the big demon yet." ”

No matter how the White Crane Temple declines, it is not something that a group of demons can deal with. Even if there is no spell, the seven real people have a physique and superb kung fu that far surpasses mortals, and their disciples, if they go to the rivers and lakes, no matter how bad they are, they are definitely well-known knights, more than 50 people combined, even two or three hundred little demons can't attack the mountain gate of the White Crane Temple.

And this bamboo forest, although it is big, it will definitely not be able to raise so many little demons, small demons and big demons, adding up to be able to raise a hundred and ten is already the limit.

Ghost Cry observed it, and did see traces of the little demon's activities, looking at the appearance of those little demons, it was nothing more than a mouse and a sparrow and a ghost like a ghost.

"It's not an option to stay here. Ghost Cry squinted his eyes and looked at it, and finally said, "Go and grab two tongues first." ”

Elder Mo was entangled: "I'm afraid that I will startle the snake." ”

"It's okay to startle the snake, if the other party has the strength, they will take the initiative to go out to the forest to fight us, so that they will have no advantage. If the other party has no strength, they will shrink, and we can slowly figure out a way. As he spoke, the ghost cried and looked Elder Mo up and down: "So bold, how did you enter Shu Mountain, and you still sat in this position of the elder, could it be that the north wind blew away your spell and your courage." ”

Suddenly, Mo Xiaolong's face turned red and his face was angry. The other disciples, on the other hand, were like Elder Mo, their eyes dodging and their faces were ashamed.

It seems that they were hit by the ghost crying.

The ghost cried and sighed in his heart, only to feel that the situation was not good.