Chapter 373 Wolves Howling at the Moon
Chapter 373 Wolves Howling at the Moon
"That will certainly be the case. Let's go." Zi Ling clasped his fists and said goodbye. He led the third group of spirit guards and stepped into the temple's void passage to rush to the battlefield.
"Squeak, meow." Xiao Jin and Xiao Lin called out to Xiao Cao, indicating that they also wanted to go to fight.
"You are still young, so you should practice well first." Xiaocao shook his head.
"Squeak" Xiao Jin pointed to the outside world.
"Let Xiaoxiao take you out to play. I have to go to the underground river." Xiaocao said as he walked towards the spring. What he didn't know was that it was these words that caused two troublemakers to appear in the Forgotten Township.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is the full moon night.
On the night of the full moon, the sky was clear and a bright moon hung high in the sky, shedding its brilliant light and illuminating the entire Forgotten Township.
The villagers, with their families and children, gathered on the country road, looking forward to something.
Curiosity and excitement sparkled in the children's eyes, while the old people sat quietly in front of the courtyard gate with satisfied smiles on their faces, as if they were recalling the past.
As everyone was waiting, the wolves appeared silently on the top of the rock peak.
Their figures appear particularly solemn and mysterious under the moonlight.
"Awooo" the leading wolf king looked up at the sky and let out a long howl. The sound contained reverence for the moon and yearning for power.
The howling of wolves came one after another, and the wolves joined the chorus one after another, howling at the moon.
Their whistles are like the most melodious music in the night sky, echoing among villages, towns and mountains, shaking the hearts of every listener.
The full moon seemed to have heard the call and cast its bright moonlight.
The moonlight was as soft as gauze, slowly falling on the wolves. Their fur, caressed by the moonlight, glowed with a faint silver halo, as if they were wearing a sacred silver cloak.
The wolves' figures appeared even more majestic and majestic under the moonlight.
They seem to be guardians under the moonlight, guarding the peace and harmony of this land.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped and everything was immersed in the feast of the moonlit night.
The howling of wolves and the baptism of moonlight intertwined to form a dreamlike picture.
This is a miracle of nature, a moment when living things resonate with the full moon, and the most moving scene in the fantasy world.
Spiritual mist rose and swirled from the rock peak, gradually covering the entire top of the rock peak, making it appear looming, as if it was a bridge connecting the human world and heaven.
The figures of the wolves gradually became blurred in the fog and finally disappeared on the rock peaks, leaving only a series of distant wolf howls that echoed in the night for a long time.
The moonlight was still everywhere, its rays penetrated the spiritual mist and fell on the rock peaks, forming patches of mottled light and shadows.
In this magnificent scene, the rock peak seems to have turned into a mysterious island suspended in the clouds.
The moonlight and spiritual mist interweave to create an extraordinary world that makes people yearn for it.
"Sixth Brother, do you have confidence in the silver wolf cub?" The old patriarch asked Yiliu, who came to Yanfeng Pavilion for the first time to drink tea.
Yiliu is a bit of a homebody. If it weren't for his wolf cubs who wanted to make a major breakthrough this time, he probably wouldn't have climbed to the top of the rock and would have continued to stay at home.
"Of course I have confidence that the silver wolf cub will be able to break through and become the Howling Moon Heavenly Wolf." Yiliu said firmly.
"Where is the gray wolf?" Yifeng asked.
"I'm just worried that the gray wolves haven't accumulated enough experience and may not all break through and become monsters, so I came here to guard and see if I can help when I see them." Yiliu expressed his concerns.
“External forces are external forces after all. It’s understandable that you’re worried, but with Liangshan, we can definitely make all the Gray Wolves break through and become monsters.” The old patriarch said confidently.
Shang Liangshan smiled bitterly and said, "I don't have that ability."
"You have it. Liangshan, you are a lucky star. You are the temple spirit. You only need to sit here, and the will of the mountains and rivers will give you face."
Upon hearing this, Yifeng and the others smiled, thinking that the old patriarch was asking for reward from the will of the mountains and rivers.
Shang Liangshan smiled and said, "I hope that I, a temple spirit who protects this area, can have such face."
"Haha, there will be. Liangshan, you are the most powerful temple spirit in this area of a thousand miles, and also the temple spirit that has made the greatest contribution. Combined with the achievements of the Forgotten Township, the will of this area will definitely be expressed." Taoist Master Xuanzhen, who came floating over, said cheerfully.
"Master Xuanzhen." The old patriarch and others immediately greeted him warmly.
Yihuo even said, "Master, please wait a moment. I will go get something to eat." Then he jumped off the cliff.
"Ah," Taoist Xuanzhen took a sip of tea and said with emotion, "Every time I come to Forgotten Township, it's like returning to my clan."
"Hehe, this is because Forgotten Township is also the Taoist priest's home, and we are the Taoist priest's juniors." The old patriarch said in a corny tone.
"Haha, although this is pretentious, I like to hear it." Taoist Master Xuanzhen laughed heartily.
"Haha" the old patriarch and others also laughed.
After laughing, Taoist Xuanzhen told him a piece of bad news, which was that the war on the continent was a complete failure and many lives were lost.
Shang Liangshan was not surprised at all. How could a group of scattered people not be defeated when facing a torrent of ghost beasts?
"The major dynasties are still indifferent." Zhao Li murmured.
"After this ghost calamity, they will have to move even if they don't want to." Taoist Xuanzhen said coldly.
"Let's not talk about this disappointing thing. Seeing that the ghost calamity is about to come, why haven't Taoist Liu and the others arrived yet?" Shang Liangshan changed the subject.
The dynasty has nothing to do with this poor and self-reliant country like theirs.
"They are currently in Jufeng City purchasing supplies and will be here in a few days." Taoist Priest Xuanzhen said this, then changed the subject and said with a smile: "By the way, the building ship of the Women's College is also here."
"Master, they are coming for your disciples." The old patriarch said happily.
"No, no, no, they are here for the national poetry of Forgotten Academy."
"This..." The old patriarch had forgotten about this.
“There is no need to care about national poetry. Whoever can be recognized by it is a blessing. There is no need to cherish it.”
"Haha, Liang Shan, you are so generous. By the way, when will you break through to the eighth level?"
Shang Liangshan shook his head and expressed his thoughts, then asked Taoist Xuanzhen about the way to practice spiritual cultivation, and did not stop until he smelled the aroma of barbecue.
It's no longer difficult to toast and fight until dawn.
As the night deepened, the moon began to slowly sink to the west. Its light gradually weakened, but it still cast a soft afterglow.
At this moment, strong energy fluctuations came from the rock peaks in the north, accompanied by gusts of wind, as if something was reviving and stirring.
This sudden disturbance broke the tranquility of the night and cheered up the people who were drinking and chatting in the pavilion.
Their eyes were all directed towards the direction of the rock peak, with anticipation written all over their faces.
Yiliu was even more pleasantly surprised and said: "It has begun. This scene is worth a toast!"
His words revealed his excitement and excitement for what was about to happen.
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