Li Wenshuo followed the steps of the rice shop owner, getting closer and closer to the depths of the forest.

The bare branches on the top of his head overlapped and overlapped, obscuring the starlight, and there was no light in the middle of the night, Li Wenshuo was naturally unaffected, but he couldn't understand how the owner of the rice shop could see the road in this situation if he didn't know martial arts.

Sure enough, at this time, the owner of the rice shop scolded again, then looked up, his body shook, and he seemed to be a little frightened, and hurriedly took out a bright yellow lantern and lit it.

A light of light and darkness guided the way forward, and Li Wenshuo's tracking became easier and easier, in order not to be discovered, he even retracted his thoughts, and continued to walk forward with the ghostly fire in his eyes.

The sky was a deep black, almost desperate color, devoid of moonlight and starlight, as if dark clouds were covering the sky.

The cold wind blows through the branches, like a broken musical instrument playing sharp music, making people cold and at the same time unable to get any peace in their hearts.

After walking for a while, Li Wenshuo hid his breath, getting closer and closer to the rice shop owner, almost three feet behind him, and there were already bursts of commotion and the light of the lights in the distance.

There were also more and more people around, most of them like Wang Fatzi, wearing a wide black cloak and a hat on top of their heads to hide their faces.

Li Wenshuo narrowed his eyes, thinking that he couldn't continue to follow, although his cultivation was strong, he couldn't hide his figure in front of everyone.

A hand knife slashed at Wang Fatzi's neck, and the body of the rice shop owner, who didn't know martial arts, instantly softened and fell into Li Wenshuo's arms.

Li Wenshuo sighed for no reason in his heart, and said in his heart, what does this ghost place want to do, this rice shop owner is quite shocking except for the two hundred catties of meat on his body, what can be valued?

The lantern was left on the ground, dressed in black and night, Li Wenshuo carried Boss Wang, jumped up a foot high on his toes, and put Boss Wang's fat body on the thick branch.

Putting on Boss Wang's black cloak, wearing a hat on his head, and picking up the lantern in his hand again, he was no different from the hundreds of blurred lights around him.

In retrospect, Li Wenshuo felt that he was very reckless in this operation, and he didn't know how many enemies there were, what the purpose was, even the Martial Arts Alliance, or just the Ghost Forest Hall or some other purpose.

But he came to where he had to go, and there was a valley in front of him, with a narrow entrance, which seemed to allow only two or three people to pass.

At this moment, there were already crowds around him, everyone was hooded to cover their faces, Li Wenshuo couldn't see anything, and those people didn't greet each other, so they silently lined up in a long line, surrounded by vague lights.

Looking forward is people, looking back is all people, unconsciously, Li Wenshuo is already in the sea of people, and it is not easy to make some big moves a little.

The line ahead was unswayed and uncongested, passing through the narrow portal, where the faint lights converged into a narrow and long line, like a bright but cold dragon.

Fortunately, there were too many people, and no one checked them one by one, otherwise he really didn't know how to explain the long sword under the cloak, which was another loophole, Li Wenshuo thought.

But a swordsman came out without a sword, and most of the power he had learned all his life could not be used, although he was still powerful and terrifying without a sword, enough to look down on almost all Xuan Che masters.

Li Wenshuo passed the entrance safely, and no one seemed to care about the identity of the comer, and in front of him was a huge flat land, surrounded by towering hillsides.

Li Wenshuo's worries gradually subsided, even if Wang Fatzi woke up and came here, it would be useless, there are tens of thousands of people here at the moment, and no one will waste so much effort to find a fake Wang Fatty.

And he believed that he was not the only one who came here to investigate.

He didn't speak, and at such times, the more he spoke, the more he was exposed, and he crowded into the crowd, pricking up his ears to listen as the flow of people continued.

The voices in the valley were buzzing, most of them were talking in whispers, Li Wenshuo tried his best to only listen to the voices within a few feet around him, and most of the news he got was just irrelevant content like what you had for dinner tonight.

But it is also somewhat useful, for example, this place is a ghost forest festival organized by the Ghost Forest Hall, for example, there are many masters in this ghost forest festival, there are four protectors, there are several great bodhisattvas, there are hall masters, and they are in charge of different things.

If you're lucky, you might even meet the legendary Martial Arts Alliance Master tonight.

Li Wenshuo didn't expect his luck to be so good, he actually touched the center of the enemy all of a sudden, and had the opportunity to see the whole picture, but he was also extremely unlucky, after all, he was already trapped in the enemy camp.

And among the more than 10,000 people around, only a small part of the disciples of the Ghost Forest Hall or the original people of the Martial Arts Alliance who really practiced martial arts accounted for a small part.

They are all people who have recently been enlightened by bodhisattvas or hall masters in various places, and they were originally ordinary people in the vicinity, and they came here today just because of the so-called divine revelation, and they don't even know what divine revelation is.

Li Wenshuo felt the scabbard clinging to his back, straightened up slightly, but under the low-hanging hood, there was a frowning brow, and the situation was a little beyond his imagination.

It was pitch black all around, because when everyone came in, they all extinguished the lanterns in their hands, but fortunately there were not many trees, and the dim starlight could shine on people's faces without hindrance.

Suddenly, countless fires were lit on the hillside, and the surrounding area suddenly burst into light.

Li Wenshuo raised his head, only then did he see clearly that there was a temporary high platform on the hillside in the distance, and under the light of the fire, a man in white slowly walked up, glanced at everyone, and shouted loudly: "The sword is added to the body, life is not dead, and the evil is not close!"

Li Wenshuo didn't understand what he was saying, but he also learned from the people around him, took off his hood respectfully, and shouted in unison.

After that, more than 10,000 people quieted down in unison.

Li Wenshuo was very puzzled, and he was a little uneasy, but he didn't know where the uneasiness was, so he had to squint his eyes and pay careful attention to the surrounding situation.

At this time, a cold wind hung in the valley, blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes, Li Wenshuo squinted his eyes, and quietly carried the internal breath to shake away the dust that came to his face, wanting to see what was happening.

The four strong men in black didn't know when they came to the four corners of the high platform, standing respectfully, and swept over everyone with an indifferent expression.

"Participate in the Holy Sect Protector, martial arts to conquer the world, and defend my Holy Sect!" everyone shouted in unison again.

Li Wenshuo just bowed his head slightly, even with his cultivation, it would be even more difficult to find someone among more than 10,000 people, so he was not very worried.

It's just a slight pang in his heart, he just killed Qinglong and Xuanwu a month ago, but now this martial arts alliance has gathered the four major protectors, and the martial arts are not weak at all, they are all genuine Xuanche peak powerhouses.

When did the grandmasters of the world become so worthless?

At this moment, four figures dressed in white performed light feats and slowly fell from the sky, holding a white curtain in their hands, like fairies in the sky.

But in fact, they were four men, but they were dressed in loose robes, and their faces were very delicate.

Although separated by a distance of hundreds of zhang, Li Wenshuo can still feel that the strength of these four people is relatively average, but their light skills are more brilliant.

But the other person was different, it was a man in purple, standing between countless heavy curtains, unable to see his eyebrows clearly, and even his breath could not be felt clearly.

Li Wenshuo's eyes kept staring at the high platform, but he didn't find out when the man went to the high platform, but then, the man let out a low cry and spit out an obscure character in his mouth.

The voice was low at first, and after more than ten zhang it was heard, it gradually rose up, oscillating back and forth in the valley, piercing through the clouds and cracking stones, making people can't help but want to cover their ears.

Hearing this voice, Li Wenshuo's face turned pale, a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his five fingers were clenched weakly, as if he was drawing his sword.

The internal force contained in this voice has only been seen in his life, and Li Wenshuo even suspects that even if a supreme powerhouse like Shi Wushuang or Liu Qing is here, he will be shocked by this internal force.

But when this voice reached the ears of the ordinary people around who didn't know martial arts, they only showed a little fanaticism in their eyes, and then they calmed down, bowed their heads respectfully, and shouted loudly: "The dead are not dead, the living are not alive, live in fear, and the sword is added!"