Chapter 1846 The Old Man Selling Osmanthus Cake at the Foot of the Mountain
With the arrival of midnight, the Ghost Lion Clan members took up positions on all four sides of the altar in front of the Xuannv Palace, condensing a vast and grand ancient formation.
"Roar!"
The roar of the lion is so loud!
The Guardian Lion Formation was a formation created by the Lion King himself after the ghost lion clan surrendered to the Forest of One Hundred Demons, and the Lion King had the opportunity to be in seclusion for many years for the ghost master.
Now open the guardian lion array to welcome the arrival of the Lord of One Hundred Ghosts!
"Ho ho ho ho!"
The lion's roar echoed through the sky.
But I saw that the middle and low-level warriors and dignitaries from the five continents were all looking in the same direction.
At the end of the field of vision of countless gazes is the mysterious Forest of Hundred Ghosts.
In the Forest of Hundred Demons, the azure blue light rising into the sky is like the endless deep sea surging out.
In the blue light mist, a powerful lion with a blue mane appeared in all directions, roaring in all directions as if it was above the nine heavens.
In front of it, the wavy clouds look like splashes of ink from a painter's brush, and the smudges outline a magnificent figure.
The Lion King lowered his proud head in front of that figure like a minister worshiping His Highness.
The figure in the cloud stretched out his hand and caressed the lion king's head, as if forming a bond derived from some special ritual.
This scene is like a picture scroll of heaven and earth unfolding naturally, like every waking warrior in the five continents, seeing it really clearly.
In an instant, it was like dreaming back to 90,000 years ago and seeing the scene when the Ghost Lion Clan broke away from the Beast Clan and loyally followed the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts.
In all directions, people were shouting, and the blood in every warrior's body was boiling.
"That is the guardian lion formation of the generation of lion kings of the ghost lion clan. If you can see the guardian lion formation again, it means that the Lord of One Hundred Ghosts has appeared!"
"Who will be the new Lord of One Hundred Ghosts? Which one from the five continents will he be?"
"The new ghost master has decided to be the master of the Five Continents. I don't know who will win this time."
"The five continents are not peaceful anymore. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse..."
"..."
At the foot of the mountain outside the Martial Arts Temple, the warriors all looked in the direction of the Forest of One Hundred Demons, and they were so shocked that they started talking.
“Osmanthus cake is sold~”
An old man with a white beard seemed immersed in his own world and drank sweet-scented osmanthus cake as if he didn't know what was going on.
Ye Wuxie passed by here and saw an old man in coarse clothes walking over, "I want all your sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
After he bought the sweet-scented osmanthus cake last time, he saw that Xiao Yue'er liked it very much, so he often came to this mountain to stay. Finally, he met this bad old man selling sweet-scented osmanthus cake again.
"Young Master."
The old man said with a smile: "My sweet-scented osmanthus cake can only be sold once a day, only to those who are destined to do so. Today, young master, you will be my destined one."
Ye Wuxie frowned and wanted to snatch up all the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. However, thinking of his sister's integrity, he suppressed the bandit's thoughts.
"Have some." Ye Wuxie said.
"okay."
The old man packed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake for Ye Wuxie.
"Old man Hong."
A carefree young man next to him couldn't help but said: "Such a big thing happened in the Forest of Hundred Demons, aren't you curious about who is the Lord of the Hundred Demons? Are you not shocked by this rare scene?"
The old man put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Ye Wuxie's hand, looked at the cloud shadows and the Lion King in the distance, a kind smile appeared on his old cheeks, and said leisurely: "The Lord of a hundred ghosts has his destiny.
Why be curious? Instead of being shocked by this rare experience, it is better to appreciate this beautiful scenery. It has been many years since I have seen such a beautiful scenery that makes people's blood boil."
"Have you seen this before? You are just a shabby seller." The young man curled his lips.
Ye Wuxie accepted the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and looked at the ghostly sky from a distance, her heart sinking.
The Five Continents can only inquire about what happened on the shore of the Demon Realm, but the territory of Zhongzhou is like a pool of stagnant water, and those who want to inquire about the information cannot enter at all.
"Young man, don't worry too much."
The old man looked at Ye Wuxie: "I have a destiny with you. This sweet-scented osmanthus cake should be given to you by my old man."
"no."
Ye Wuxie frowned and wanted to pay, but found that the stall and the old man disappeared in an instant.
He immediately looked around for him, but the old man selling sweet-scented osmanthus cake disappeared without a trace.
If it weren't for the fragrant osmanthus cake in his hand, Ye Wuxie would even suspect that the old man had never appeared.
Ye Wuxie carefully stored the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and took out the peace knot she had just received from the temple from her girdle. Her reddish eyes suppressed the pain and looked toward the distant sky, her heart twitching in response.
He has already lost his sister once.
I don't want to lose it a second time.
If there really are gods and Buddhas in the world, he is willing to use his own life and longevity to protect Xiao Yue'er and her life... without worries.
…
The cursed city has been silent for many years in the dark night. Because of this altar ceremony and the guardian lion formation, the blue light like the sea illuminates the city.
The young ghost held its mother's legs and looked up at the majestic lion, its eyes shining brightly, which was a beautiful expectation for the future life.
"Mother, is Xuannv the new ghost master?"
The little ghost spirit had a smile on its face, full of longing, and asked in the most childish and pure voice: "Your Highness Xuannv, is she the same as the previous ghost master? She will make us the same existence as human warriors, no need to hide here and there, no need to hide in
Are ghosts afraid of the light?"
The ghost of a mother is a little red.
She knew about Xuannv outside the city hunting down warriors from the two southeastern districts, and she also knew that the new ghost master would let down the child's expectations.
"I will." That's all she could say.
"Okay, okay!" The little ghost spirit danced excitedly: "Mom, I heard that this place used to be called the City of Night and Moon instead of the City of Curses. At that time, flowers bloomed all over the city and the sun would shine into Zhongzhou.
Will we ever see the sun again?"
The female ghost couldn't stop crying, turned her head and looked away, and replied with a choked voice: "I will..."
"Then why is mother crying?"
"I am happy for my mother."
"..."
At this moment, the giant ghost squatted next to the team in Xicheng District. He had been doing the same action for several days.
The giant ghost spirit took the dozens of pills presented by Chu Yue and counted them in his hand, as if there were tens of millions of candies. Even after counting for three whole days, they were still not enough.
"Old cow, I can't hold on any longer."
Qin Tieniu was already as crispy on the outside as tender on the inside than a thunderbolt, as if he was not in the same style as his other friends.
Just when he was about to give up and fall down, Tu Weiwei next to him still closed her eyes, but said coldly: "I heard that some people who didn't lift stayed up all night after being struck by lightning."
Suddenly, everyone saw that Qin Tieniu was full of energy, raising his head and shouting hysterically: "Come on, chop, I, Qin Tieniu, am a real man!"