The forest of wood, which has been silent for many years, suddenly floated a thundercloud one day, thunder rumbled, and electric light bursts. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Five days later, the mountain in the Wood Forest collapsed, and the raiders were nowhere to be found......

In the woody forest where the sound of insects was cut, a small group of monks went deep into it, and the big man with a strong body stabbed a wind wolf to death with a sword, and then looked at the leading captain.

"Head, something is wrong, there are two or three kittens today, and there is not even a powerful demon beast."

The white-bearded middle-aged monk was silent, just staring at the pile of powder scattered on the ground, as if thinking about something.

"What is this?" The big man looked at his leader suspiciously, "It looks like powder from stone." ”

"I said, big man, it's not like, it's just that!" The beautiful ** man wrapped in light yarn used the Emei stab on his hand to kill a poison-tailed spider, and then he picked up the strong man's strong chest.

"I see that your brain is all on this," the beautiful ** man said, but he threw a wink at the big man, "But I like it." ”

"Feng Sanniang, can you make two fewer springs a day and night!" This time, it was a thin old man who was close to being confused.

Feng Sanniang smiled amorous in a variety of ways, "You let me not make a female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect not to make a spring, just like not letting you touch the corpse of the Corpse Refining Sect, this is simply a clear obstacle to the path of others." ”

"You say, yes and no." The wind Sanniang said in a lingering voice, but the weak and boneless palm pinched the strong man's arm.

"Dead ghost, remember to come to me after camping tonight."

That Feng Sanniang covered her lips and smiled, but she squinted at the old man, "But you don't need to, I'm afraid you will ...... wind immediately."

A red-eyed, long-legged jumping spider jumped lightly into the dwarf bushes, lying quietly among the blades of grass, silently watching everything in front of him......

"Silence!"

The captain, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "There is a situation. ”

Feng Sanniang clenched a pair of Emei thorns in her hand, and looked around vigilantly, "Master, what's wrong?" ”

The middle-aged monk didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand to remove the branch that was obscuring his vision.

"What is this?"

I saw a number of delicate and realistic stone statues of demon beasts, all over the eyes, they were heroic and sassy one by one or running, or jumping, or running, or running, vivid, lifelike.

Feng Sanniang patted her full chest, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm scared to death, it turned out to be just a bunch of stone statues, I thought it was a real demon beast." ”

Feng Sanniang took a step forward and looked at these stone statues, her hair was visible, her sharp teeth were sharp, although they were majestic, they were all frightened, as if she was terrified of something.

"Who put these stone statues here, it looks so strange." The strong man also seemed to see that something was wrong, and asked the leading captain.

The white-bearded middle-aged captain didn't answer, but directly stretched out his hand and touched one of the stone statues, and with just a slight touch, the stone statue turned into a pile of stone powder and fell "in a row".

The overwhelming stone powder swooped down on their heads, and although the four of them tried their best to dodge, they were still inevitably contaminated with the corners of their clothes by the falling stone powder.

"What the hell is this?" Feng Sanniang patted the hem of her clothes, and the stone powder stained the hem of her skirt, which made her voice a little sharp.

The old man went directly to Feng Sanniang and performed a "dust avoidance decision", and seeing that the hem of the clothes was renewed, Feng Sanniang's face was much better.

"Skinny old ghost, I didn't expect you to be quite careful." Feng Sanniang glanced at the old man in a charming manner, "Do you want to come to me tonight." ”

The old man snorted coldly, "Didn't you make an appointment with Hu Biao and come over." ”

Feng Sanniang smiled shyly, "Oh, I really didn't see it, you're pretty bad." ”

Feng Sanniang said but asked the middle-aged monk who led the team, "Master, what is this?" ”

The middle-aged captain lowered his eyes and pondered, "This should be those disappeared demon beasts." ”

The thin old ghost understood the meaning of the leader's words, "You mean, these stone statues are here because someone is casting a spell here?" ”

The thin old ghost looked at the stone statues in front of him thoughtfully, from insects and birds to demon beasts the size of several zhang, how powerful a monk must this be to make such a battle?

"Daoist friends have been here for a long time, don't you want to show up?" The leader said indifferently as he walked forward, even though he had already grasped the weapon in his hand.

Hu Biao held the heavy sword in his hand and looked forward fiercely, but saw that behind the branches and leaves, a female cultivator appeared, who was wearing a white feather coat, but holding a shabby paper umbrella.

At this time, she walked out slowly on the grass, which gave people the feeling that this person was the elf born in this forest.

"Buddha cultivation?" Skinny old ghost, frowning. If there was anything they hated the most in the Corpse Refining Sect, it would have to be the group of old bald donkeys in Wuliang Mountain.

Feng Sanniang held a pair of eyebrows and looked at the thin old ghost suspiciously, "This Buddha cultivator still has a woman?" ”

The thin old ghost didn't answer, because he wasn't sure if the female cultivator in front of him was a Buddha cultivator, she was full of peaceful energy, and she faintly revealed the Buddha's light to protect her body, which was obviously a monk who had practiced for many years.

However, when he faced this female cultivator, the bronze corpse in the body bag was shrunk in the lid of the coffin, and he refused to listen to his own command.

This bronze corpse has also been cultivated by the Buddha in the past, but it has never been like today.

The thin old ghost secretly decided: This person in front of him is very tricky and should not be taken lightly.

The white-faced leader thought more, how could there be a Buddhist cultivator in this reckless and endless woody forest? And at this time.

"This sister, how can you be alone in the mountains and forests of this forest of wood if you don't read the scriptures in a quiet place? Aren't you afraid of meeting demon cultivators? ”

"You're talking about yourself." The female cultivator opened her mouth lightly, and her voice was clear, like a warm jade soaked in warm soup, which made people listen to it kindly.

Seeing that the identity of the other party was revealed, Chun Sanniang was not annoyed, "What you said is right, so, you now want to eliminate the demon and defend the Dao and frame justice?" ”

"Your Excellency has thought too much, I am here just to remind you that you should not move forward." The nun held the worn-out paper umbrella, the eaves of which hung slightly, blocking most of her cheeks, revealing only her delicate and fair chin.

Why is that? Please also ask this Taoist friend to solve his doubts. "This time it was the captain who led the team.

"If you don't listen, even if you come forward, don't blame me for not reminding you when I die." The nun holding the umbrella said and was about to turn away, but suddenly a heavy sword stuck diagonally on the ground blocked her way.

Hu Biao's subconscious actions seemed to anger the female Buddhist cultivator, and the hanging umbrella eaves were lightly lifted up by the female cultivator, revealing the face covered with white silk under the umbrella.

"Do you want to die......" (To be continued.) )