The Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits and the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends

"I didn't expect you to come."

Chen Bing sat quietly beside Long Aoyun and said indifferently.

Long Aoyun reached out and pushed his sunglasses: "Impressive, I disguised myself like this, and you can still recognize me."

Although Long Aoyun was only wearing a pair of sunglasses.

But at this time, he looked completely unremarkable. If you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't even notice there was another person here.

This was his unique breath-concealing technique.

People have an aura. By using this technique, he could weaken his aura and turn himself into an invisible person.

Ordinary people might just glance over and ignore him.

This was also why a generation's War God could easily mingle in the marketplace.

Chen Bing pondered: "It seems the Hundred Ghosts Gate has caused quite a stir, even the Great Xia War God can't sit still."

"Heh, I've never underestimated the Hundred Ghosts Gate."

Long Aoyun's eyes became sharp.

For a thousand years, he led the Pantheon and didn't know how many times they had wiped out the Hundred Ghosts Gate, but every few decades, they would make a comeback.

This tug-of-war had been fought for who knows how many years.

"It seems your injuries have mostly recovered."

Long Aoyun said leisurely.

It was quite intentional to bring up a sore subject.

Chen Bing said coldly: "Thanks to you, I'm already healed."

It was this guy in front of him who had beaten him into the hospital!

He wouldn't forget this matter so quickly!

Long Aoyun's mouth curled up, and he chuckled: "Come on, you were the one who tricked me to the island and insisted on some kind of duel."

Hearing this, Chen Bing snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Speaking of which, it was indeed him who wanted to fight Long Aoyun, but he didn't expect that after a year of preparation, he still wasn't his opponent.

"Just you alone?"

Chen Bing glanced around, his lenses reflecting white light.

"What, you want to hit me again?" Long Aoyun asked with a raised eyebrow.

Chen Bing pushed his glasses tactically: "You're thinking too much."

A huge towering Bodhi tree cast a patch of cool shade.

Faint spiritual energy lingered.

Being in it, it felt as if even the heart became calm, like a placid lake.

More and more martial artists gathered here.

Not long after, the futons under the Bodhi tree were full of people.

The people of the Dao Alliance, led by Cangqiong Daoist, were already in position.

The people from the Enforcement Bureau also arrived late.

Several law enforcers wearing white uniforms, judging from the epaulets on their shoulders, were all high-ranking officials.

The two with the lowest positions were Vermilion Bird Yan Zhi and White Tiger Yang Tian, who had lost an arm.

"Where is Jiang Cheng?"

Yan Zhi's phoenix eyes showed a bit of coldness.

At a critical moment, this person in charge was missing.

Yang Tian said indifferently: "He has returned to the Imperial Capital."

"Returned to the Imperial Capital?"

Yan Zhi frowned: "Why did he run back to the Imperial Capital at this juncture?"

"The Magic Weapon Project..."

Yang Tian said briefly.

Yan Zhi's pupils shrank suddenly: "This guy, he's crazy!"

"Qinglong wouldn't let me tell you... Let's hope he succeeds." Yang Tian sighed.

The Asura Sect crowd was led by Chen Bing.

Bai Xiu had already fallen asleep, snoring softly while sitting on a futon.

"Make way, make way."

At this time, An Yi walked in, leading a big black dog.

When the surrounding martial artists saw An Yi, they subconsciously squeezed back, making a path, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

This guy actually brought a dog to a Buddhist holy place! It's really outrageous!

Click!

The dog, acting as if no one else was around, sat on a futon, flicked a lighter, lit a cigarette, and blew a smoke ring.

Everyone: "..."

"An Yi!"

Tu Yiyi looked at An Yi with pleasant surprise, her beautiful eyes flashing with extraordinary splendor, as if she didn't expect An Yi to actually come.

"Buddy, make some room."

An Yi held a futon and said to the person next to him.

Then, he felt something was wrong with the guy wearing sunglasses next to him.

After seeing clearly, An Yi was shocked.

Isn't this Long Aoyun!

Long Aoyun didn't speak, moved over one spot, and made room for An Yi.

"Thanks."

An Yi coughed lightly and straightened his back.

He was now the sect master of the Asura Sect, an upright giant figure, not much weaker than Long Aoyun, and couldn't lose in momentum.

"Yo, this is our first official meeting, I suppose."

Hong Tian, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Long Aoyun next to him with his single eye.

Long Aoyun chuckled: "Nice to meet you."

He was the third generation, while Hong Tian was a genuine ancient three fierce beasts.

Theoretically speaking, he was indeed his senior.

"An Yi, I feel a bit familiar with that guy."

In the storage space, Long Aoxue's voice came out.

An Yi raised an eyebrow: "Do you want to catch up?"

"No!"

Long Aoxue refused decisively.

Last time, she didn't even pay attention to that guy who claimed to be her father and hid in the jade pendant.

To her, the only one she had some impression of was her mother.

She didn't want to acknowledge these strangers as her relatives.

Under the Bodhi tree.

The old monk at the very front, wearing a half-draped crimson cassock, was solemn and dignified, like a Buddha.

No one could tell that last night he was wearing a big gold chain at the bar 857.

Master Yuan Yi held Buddha beads and chanted scriptures.

Feeling that almost everyone had arrived, Master Yuan Yi put down the Buddha beads and picked up the microphone next to him: "Hello, ahem... Thank you all for visiting Tianlong Temple..."

Although Master Yuan Yi was already three hundred years old, his voice was still clear, making everyone feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.

After a few pleasantries, Master Yuan Yi got straight to the point: "I'm sure everyone is well aware of what we are discussing today. The Hundred Ghosts Gate has now invaded the world on a large scale. I wonder what insights you all have."

"Kill one when one comes, kill a pair when two come! These bastards from the Hundred Ghosts Gate just need to be taught a lesson."

A big man was the first to roar.

Master Yuan Yi held the microphone and said leisurely: "Your Excellency is the Benefactor of the Metal Element among the Five Elements Envoys of Western Hunan, right?"

The big man cupped his fists and said proudly: "Greetings, Master Yuan Yi."

"Then does Benefactor Jin know the strength of the Hundred Ghosts Gate?"

Master Yuan Yi asked with a smile.

The big man hesitated a bit: "This..."

"Thirty-six Heavenly Spirits, seventy-two Earthly Fiends. The true strength of the Hundred Ghosts Gate lies in these demonic beasts." Cangqiong Daoist said leisurely.

The martial artists all looked at Cangqiong Daoist.

Even Long Aoyun showed a thoughtful look.

He had never heard of these before.

Cangqiong Daoist continued to explain: "The Hundred Ghosts Gate, as its name suggests, has the most powerful shapeshifting demonic beasts conferred as the Hundred Ghosts, totaling one hundred and eight, thirty-six Heavenly Spirits, and seventy-two Earthly Fiends."

"Tsk, that guy Nie Xuan still likes playing with Daoist stuff."

Hearing this, Hong Tian was full of disdain and snuffed out his cigarette butt.

The thirty-six Heavenly Spirits and seventy-two Earthly Fiends all originated from the Big Dipper star cluster in Daoism.

"Then what about the Four Great Demon Palaces and the Eight Great Immortals?"

Among the martial artists, someone asked.

Cangqiong Daoist explained indifferently: "They are nothing but representatives sent by the Hundred Ghosts Gate to the secular world. Some of them can't even squeeze into the seventy-two Earthly Fiends of the Hundred Ghosts."

Then, a slender jade hand secretly reached for his waist and pinched it.

As for who "some people" referred to, Zi Xin certainly knew.

Everyone's expressions changed as they finally realized the gravity of the situation.

If someone with Chi Xiao's level of strength was not even considered one of the Hundred Ghosts.

Then just how powerful was the true foundation of the Hundred Ghosts Sect!

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