This is a stage that every Holy Son must go through, and Liu Wuxie is no exception.
Reaching the Holy Son is definitely the core figure of the sect and can participate in some decisions of the sect.
Therefore, every holy son must be loyal to the sect.
"Disciple is willing to abide by it!"
Liu Wuxie did not hesitate and was willing to abide by the Holy Son's instructions.
Unless Tianshen Temple did something sorry for him, he would betray the sect. Under normal circumstances, this would not happen.
People like Wang Zhonghe were in the minority after all, and most of the elite disciples did not show any hostility.
Besides, with the master here, it is even less possible for him to betray the sect.
After paying homage, Xiao Jue signaled Liu Wuxie to get up.
I was baptized with holy water, received the teachings of the Son of God, and the last one, the test of the Son of God.
"Sage Bell please!"
Xiao Jue said to the depths of the hall.
After waiting for about half a cup of tea, a rumble came from deep in the hall.
Wang Zhong and the others retreated far away, his eyes full of ridicule.
Next!
A huge bronze bell appeared in the promotion hall.
The Holy Child Bell is very big, about three people tall.
It was one foot wide and this was the first time Liu Wuxie had seen such a huge Saint Child Bell.
There are various patterns carved on the Saint Child Bell, each of which is extremely rare. Liu Wuxie seemed to have seen several of them before but couldn't remember them.
The elders who came out carrying the Saint Child Bell respectfully wiped the Saint Child Bell, indicating that Liu Wuxie could come forward to test it.
"Liu Wuxie, don't be nervous. As long as you can wake up the Holy Child Bell and let it ring, it will be considered a success."
Xiao Jue walked up to Liu Wuxie and secretly used his spiritual consciousness to transmit the message.
The more nervous you are, the worse it will be for your performance.
I don't know when, the old weirdo appeared on the hillside in the distance, and everything in the hall was in full view.
He took out the gourd from his waist and drank several sips. The disciples around him were so frightened that they ran away.
The old weirdo's bad reputation is not only known to the handyman disciples, but almost everyone in the entire sect is aware of it.
Anyone who offends the old geek will never end well, with the exception of Liu Wuxie.
Liu Wuxie nodded. There weren't many things in the world that made him nervous.
The Shengzifu test was also the first time for him, and he had no experience to speak of.
"The Holy Son Bell was made by the first generation of ancestors. It is said that the first generation of ancestors rang it eighteen times. Since then, it has never sounded eighteen times again."
Discussions started again in the Holy Son area, and everyone was thinking back to the time when they tested the Holy Son's gift.
"I remember Senior Brother Du Tianhua, but ten rings appeared!"
One of the saints had a look of admiration on his face.
"Senior Brother Du Tianhua has not been back for two years. I don't know where he is now."
At the mention of Du Tianhua, there was a burst of sighs from all around.
Du Tianhua is the best among their saint sons, ranking first in both cultivation and talent.
He reached the high-level divine general realm two years ago. Now two years later, he may have reached the peak divine general realm or even the low-level divine king realm.
"Senior Brother Du Tianhua has gone out to find his own way. He will not come back until he reaches the Lord God."
Those who knew Senior Brother Du Tianhua had their faces filled with respect.
Among the saints present, when they were tested on their saintly gifts, the average scores were only one ring, the better ones were three rings, and those who achieved five rings were already considered outstanding.
As for more than six rings, there were no more than five of these saints present.
It is conceivable that every time the Holy Son Bell rings, it represents not only talent, but also a guide to the future path.
Thousands of years ago, there were more than ten bells of the Holy Child, and all of them were amazing talents.
Today's five major palace masters have all appeared more than ten times, especially the palace master Nangong Yaoji, who has appeared twelve times.
The other four palace masters appeared eleven times.
Liu Wuxie didn't understand this information, but these saints present knew it clearly.
Liu Wuxie slowly walked to the Saint Child Bell.
"Just put your right hand on the Holy Child Bell. There is no need to run the divine energy of the domain or mobilize the soul power. Use your intuition to sense the Holy Child Bell."
Xiao Jue led Liu Wuxie to the Saint Child Bell and spoke softly.
When he tested the Holy Son's Gift, he was very nervous and his performance was a little abnormal. The Holy Son's bell only rang four times.
"Um!"
Liu Wuxie nodded gently.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He did not rush to touch the Holy Child Bell, but adjusted his state.
Seeing that Liu Wuxie refused to touch the Saint Child Bell, bursts of laughter erupted from the area where Wang Zhonghe was.
"Liu Wuxie, if you don't dare, get out of here and continue to be your outer disciple."
Killing people and killing people is nothing more than this.
They did this for only one purpose, to continuously increase psychological pressure on Liu Wuxie.
"Weng!"
An invisible hurricane swept across, and Xiao Jue finally took action.
"Those who disrupt the order will be expelled from the hall!"
Wang Zhong and their bodies suddenly flew up and fell directly outside the hall. Everyone fell to pieces, but they dared not speak out in anger.
There were many other disciples who planned to ridicule Liu Wuxie, but in the end they all kept their mouths shut.
Before the promotion ceremony started, they just laughed.
Now that the promotion ceremony has officially begun, if they continue to ridicule, they can no longer blame Xiao Jue for being rude.
After pondering for about ten breaths, Liu Wuxie opened his eyes.
Take a step forward and stand in front of the Saint Child Bell.
Looking straight at the Saint Child Bell, every line on it can be seen.
A strange color suddenly flashed in his eyes. When he looked at the Saint Child Bell, the mysterious light group silent in the soul sea suddenly jumped.
An inexplicable force spread throughout Liu Wuxie's body through his soul sea.
This power is indescribable, unclear, and cannot even sense his existence, but it is truly integrated into his flesh and blood.
After this power was integrated into his body, Liu Wuxie looked at the Saint Child Bell again.
I could clearly see that the lines on the Saint Child Clock seemed to have come to life. Every line was clearly visible, like earthworms squirming.
Liu Wuxie turned his head and looked at Xiao Jue, and found that he was also looking at her, but there was more doubt in Xiao Jue's eyes.
Just now, he noticed that Liu Wuxie's whole body was different.
As for what's different, I can't tell.
Liu Wuxie was about to ask why the patterns on the Saint Child Clock he saw were alive.
Think about it or forget it. If asked, everyone present would probably regard him as a monster.
"let's start!"
Xiao Jue signaled that Liu Wuxie could start.
If it continues to be delayed, it will definitely make people suspicious.
Liu Wuxie took a deep breath, stretched out her right hand, and gently pressed it on the Saint Child Bell.
Time passed little by little, and there was no movement in the Holy Child Bell.
Three breaths passed!
Five breaths passed!
…
Ten breaths have passed, and there is still no sound from the Holy Child Bell.
Outside the hall, bursts of ridicule could be heard.
"Hahaha, I knew that he could not be recognized by the Holy Son Bell, which means he is not worthy of becoming the Holy Son."
The disciples who were with Wang Zhonghe were laughing so hard.
They had already arrived outside the main hall, and Xiao Jue could not punish them anymore.
Xiao Jue frowned. Could it be that Liu Wuxie couldn't get the approval of Shengzi Zhong?
At this moment, Liu Wuxie's consciousness entered a vast universe, surrounded by fog. No matter how he shouted, no one outside could hear a word.
"Where are we? Am I not testing the Holy Son's gift in the main hall?"
Liu Wuxie quickly stabilized, looked around again, and found countless lines, like tadpoles, gathering towards him.
"Is this the inner space of the Holy Child Bell?"
When Liu Wuxie looked at these lines, he was surprised to find that these lines were exactly the same as those on the Holy Son clock.
He clearly had his right hand against the Saint Child Bell, so why did his consciousness enter the inner world of the Saint Child Bell.
Some of the saints stood up one after another, preparing to leave.
After such a long time, no sound was heard from the Holy Child Bell, and it was almost impossible to ring it again.
Xiao Jue was also very anxious, and Si Liang began to urge Xiao Jue to announce that the test was over.
Just when everyone was about to retreat, a dull sound spewed out from inside the Holy Child Bell.
That kind of rich voice seems to be able to stir people's soul and wash away all the sins in the world.
The sudden voice pulled back the Holy Son and elite disciples who were about to leave.
Including the elders in the temple, everyone's face showed incredible expressions.
They had never heard the sound that just appeared.
The ordinary Holy Son bell rings, and the sound is crisp, but not melodious.
The sound of the Holy Son's bell awakened by Liu Wuxie was not only melodious, but also had a rich sound, filled with the power of vicissitudes of life.
Before everyone had time to comment, the second bell of the Holy Son rang. This time, the sound was even louder and deafening.
Even those who were deaf could hear the bell at this moment.
Things were far from stopping. A strong light shone from the Saint Child Clock, wrapping Liu Wuxie's body.
This scene subverted everyone's perception.
Then came the third bell of the Holy Son.
Every sound was different from the one before.
Every sound represents an artistic conception.
The entire hall was stunned, from the elders to the disciples, everyone's face was full of horror.
Wang Zhonghe's smiles suddenly settled on their faces.
The sound of the bell of the Holy Son is still passing on, crossing mountains and rivers, crossing the sky, and reaching the endless mountains.
The five palace masters sitting in the main hall suddenly stood up.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The five palace masters disappeared at the same time.
When they appeared again, they came to the promotion hall.
At this moment, Liu Wuxie was still trapped in the inner world of the Saint Child Bell.
No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape, as if an invisible force was transforming his body.
"The Glory of the Saint!"
The moment Master Qinglong Palace saw Liu Wuxie, his body staggered and his face was filled with shock.
He was at the top level of the Divine Lord Realm, yet he actually lost his composure in front of so many disciples.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Liu Wuxie, and no one noticed the master of Qinglong Palace.
It wasn't until the Master of Qinglong Palace mentioned the Glory of Saints that everyone reacted.
"Is Liu Wuxie the reincarnation of a certain saint?"
Those who can be called saints are all extremely powerful and have the ability to change the world. At the moment when the five palace masters arrived, the fourth sound came out. The sound that appeared this time shocked the people present even more.
