Accompanying San Geng at night, black clouds cover the moon.

Everlasting Heaven.

Suddenly, the wind howls, the rain continues, the mountains are crowded with people, the underworld flags are faintly fluttering, and the sound of clashes of soldiers comes one after another, like an iron horse falling into a dream on the glacier.

An ancient gateway stands tall.

The monks who were stranded in the secret realm all widened their eyes, and then a chill shot straight up into the sky. Fear started in their hearts and spread among the crowd, and they couldn't help but hold their breath.

quiet!

There was a dead silence, as silent as a cicada.

now.

No matter whether you are the reincarnation of a genius or a great hero of the generation, you will not dare to breathe for fear of disturbing those evil ghosts in the distance and end up with a tragic ending of body and head missing.

Such a weird atmosphere, I don't know how long it lasted.

Sudden.

A loud phoenix cry came from the eastern land, and the emperor's grace was mighty. A pair of jade hands as white as the bright moon moved the clouds to see the moon, and the hazy and bright moonlight shone down again.

If you are faced with a powerful enemy, all evil will retreat.

Everyone's heart was raised in their throats, and then they returned to their original positions and collapsed to the ground.

Longhan camp.

Xu Fu took a long breath, tremblingly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and murmured: "A hundred ghosts walk at night...the bronze portal...is clearly exactly the same as the underworld recorded in ancient books..."

Side of body.

His cronies were also frightened, holding the sword at their waist tightly with their five fingers to comfort themselves: "Is it really as they say, Changshengtian is a ghost land?"

them.

It refers to the first batch of monks who entered the Immortal Heaven and were infected with serious diseases, suspected of causing evil. Most of them have recovered, and the remaining mental states are becoming more and more abnormal.

It is preached everywhere that the ghosts and monsters from the eighteen levels of hell will return to the human world through corpses.

Regarding this.

High-level officials from various countries were noncommittal.

Since the revival of spiritual energy, looking around the world, except for the Plantagenet Rebellion, there has never been a large-scale bloodshed. How could there be so many corpses for ghosts to borrow?

Groundless worries.

"Order the black-clothed guards to be stationed, and no one belonging to me, Long Han, is allowed to pry into the secret realm."

Adjust your mentality and Xu Fu assigns tasks.

Hear the words.

The confidant was stunned and asked in confusion: "Commander, Qingfeng Temple is missing?"

Xu Fu glared at him fiercely: "What's more important, opportunity or fate?"

The confidant subconsciously looked at the horizon. The projection of the Ghost Gate towered into the clouds. His tiger body trembled: "I humbly obey the order... By the way, Commander, do you need to expel monks from other countries?"

"No."

Xu Fu shook his head slightly, his eyebrows flashed, and he whispered: "Monks from other countries who are willing to continue exploring should not be stopped. Do you understand what I mean?"

The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.

This is not called villain behavior.

Countries are inherently full of trade-offs and calculations, and there is no eternal friendship.

Those who are not of my race must have different minds.

What's more, he is still a monk. In the world of immortality, there are countless examples of wives killing their husbands for money, sons killing their fathers for the sake of law, subordinates seizing masters for lovers, and ministers rebelling against the emperor for the sake of the earth.

Everything in the world is beneficial.

He shared the secret realm unearthed in Longhan with these foreigners, which was considered as the utmost benevolence. Since he coveted it, he had to be prepared to die.

If people's hearts are not as good as snakes swallowing elephants, who is to blame?

…

The next day.

The monks from all over the world regained their strength and set out again. However, with the deliberate connivance of the black-clad guards, a steady stream of new forces poured into the secret realm. The number was too large to be counted.

The evil demons, including the Blood Demon Ancestor, also sent many disciples and disciples. Of course, their target was not Qingfeng Temple, they were looking for the Gate of Hell.

The reason is not yet clear.

outside world.

Xingfu Community, Room 308.

Chen Yi has been staying in the Xuan Ni Realm, on the one hand, to digest the Buddhist insights brought by the "Miaofa Sutra", and on the other hand, to observe the changes in the Xuan Ni Realm.

rule.

Before this, the Xuan Ming Realm was dead, ignorant and desolate, and could only passively accept what Chen Yi instilled into it. Only today has he truly come to life.

Like a child who has just learned to walk, he begins to use his feet to measure this unfamiliar space, from the bedroom to the living room, from the community to the campus, and then to all corners of the country.

Learn, record, grow, and finally take charge of yourself and feed back to your parents.
Chapter completed!