Huang Zhong Da Lu is deafening!
The sound of the bell swayed far away, like a wave, invading and rolling around.
And Tang Zhao and the others were in the center of the wave.
When the bell rang from beside Tang Zhao, Tang Zhao's whole body stopped shaking.
It was his eardrums that began to vibrate, and the close impact almost shattered his ears.
Then came the body. The vibration spread from the ears to the whole body. Every part of the skin, blood, joints, and five internal organs seemed to have entered a resonant rhythm and could not help but tremble.
Then came the power. Under the vibration, he involuntarily released the Gang Qi. As soon as the Gang Qi appeared, it vibrated violently, like a shaken egg yolk. It condensed and shook for a while, fighting with the sound wave, and barely remained stable.
In the end, it was his soul that was shaken!
This is his own feeling. The shock comes from the outside in, invading inch by inch, just like the suppression when encountering Long Wei, but it is not the suppression of suppression, but the constant vibration. Under the trembling of the soul, He became shocked, frightened, disgusted...
Fortunately, the bell stopped ringing.
Tang Zhao lowered his head as if he was about to vomit, but he did not vomit in the end, but his whole body felt extremely uncomfortable and he could hardly stand. He held on to the gravel next to him and felt dizzy for a while before slowly getting better.
He raised his head and saw Zhang Rong standing next to the clock. His expression changed and he was obviously shocked. The sword at his waist was already three inches out of its sheath.
Tang Zhao did not expect that he had experienced so many battles, held fairy swords and power swords, defeated demons and swordsmen, destroyed the well-planned plots of turtle bandits, and faced the soul pressure of Long Wei and Bailing Cannon, but he was almost killed by a The bell shook.
This reminded him of Zhu Yang's theory.
If the soul is not strong, it is ultimately weak in origin.
If you are not a swordsman, your soul is your biggest weakness. Gang Qi can protect your body, but it cannot protect your deeper soul. No matter how strong your body is, it can be penetrated by certain moves.
It must be fundamentally strong.
Thinking about it, Tang Zhao calmed down and said with a smile: "Mr. let me laugh."
Zhang Rong shook his head and said: "The sound of the bell is so powerful that I can hardly hold on to my freedom. The sword almost has to be unsheathed to protect me."
Tang Zhao was even more shocked. He originally thought that Zhang Rong could protect himself with the strength of a swordsman, but he didn't expect that Zhang Rong could defend himself with just Gang Qi. It seems that Zizaigang is even better with his firm will.
He can try it if he has time.
Then, his attention was drawn back to the bell itself, and he said: "The sound of this bell is so powerful. Isn't it really a magic weapon? You can still hit it with a folding fan. If you really hit the bell seriously, not to mention that the whole city will die, retreat Heroic soldiers are not an exaggeration."
Although Tang Zhao is not as good as Zhang Rong, he is also a serious Sanren, and his Gangqi can barely protect himself from the sound of bells. However, no matter how strong the elite soldiers of the previous dynasty were, not even a single knight could do it. How could he withstand such a bell?
He still didn't believe it, so he checked it carefully again, and even quietly took out his glasses to look at it.
Glasses……
Glasses don't show up.
The glasses don't display everything. Wood, stone, scrap iron, etc. will not be displayed, but only swords, symbols, text and other related things. The fact that the glasses don't show up proves that this is not a magic weapon or magic weapon. It is just a broken bell in form and a pile of scrap metal in essence.
However, what happened to that bell just now?
Tang Zhao was worried and took out a small hammer to ring the bell - as a serious talisman sword master, it was normal for him to carry a hammer with him, right?
However, when he rang the bell with gold and iron, it still made an "empty" decaying sound, which was incomprehensible.
Zhang Rong said: "I'll do it."
Seeing that he was about to ring the bell with the folding fan again, Tang Zhao couldn't help but step back and took out a longevity lock from the jar.
Zhang Rong naturally knew that it was a magic weapon, but he was confused as to why the longevity lock was used as a magic weapon.
Tang Zhao would never say that this was a legacy from his parents, and it had the origin of torture. After he became a talisman sword master, he made the Longevity Lock into a protective weapon.
Swordsmanship - draw the ground as a prison!
This was a Yuanjutsu weapon that Xing Ji gave to Tang Zhao. At that time, Tang Zhao thought it was a protective wall. Later, after recording the Bi'an sword in the sword manual, he realized that it was still a punishment, a prison sentence, that is, confinement. However, enclosing oneself so that outsiders cannot approach is naturally equivalent to protection.
After wrapping himself tightly to prevent wind and rain, Tang Zhao took out a jar and container specially used to absorb wind materials, indicating that he could start.
when--
In the wilderness, the bells that made countless creatures tremble could not help but echo.
Not far from the bell tower, a woman was secretly observing with a very frightened expression.
However, that frightened expression could not last long. As the bell kept ringing, her figure turned from real to weak, from light to dark, and finally almost became a ball of light and shadow.
"No...no more."
In the end, the woman's shadow made a gesture of covering her ears amidst the sound of the bell, and fled. She was running away, and even the outline of her hands covering her ears could not be maintained. Her figure running away seemed like a shadow. A will-o'-the-wisp.
Tang Zhao and Tang Zhao, who were ringing the bell and collecting the bells, didn't even notice that a master who was confident that he could eradicate them was silently knocked back.
After a while, as the sun set, Tang Zhao collected a large number of bells, filled nine large jars, and returned home with a full load.
Zhang Rong supported the clock and said: "It's really a treasure. I want to move it away, but destroying a historic site like this really ruins the scenery."
Tang Zhao nodded. In fact, he also wanted to move the clock away, but he seemed to have no connection with it and couldn't knock it. If he moved it to his home, he could only sell it as scrap.
Let this bell stay quietly with the ancient city, moss and sunset.
After the business was done, both of them felt relaxed and stood on the moss-covered tower overlooking the ancient times.
Tang Zhao stroked the masonry on the bell tower and found that although the masonry below the vines was old, it was still very hard, with almost no scratches or other injuries visible on the surface.
He lightly scratched with his Gang Qi. The Gang Qi was like a knife, but the sharp blade could not penetrate the stone. He increased his strength, but it only penetrated three inches into the brick. The resistance was already very strong when he went further in, and even made a harsh sound. friction sound.
Tang Zhao couldn't help but wonder: "How did you burn the bricks and stones? It's harder than today's city walls. It doesn't look like a talisman was added to it. Is this a special method of the previous dynasty?"
Speaking of which, the previous dynasty not only suppressed swordsmen, but the development of the Lianfu style was also very slow. But there are always many strange creations and legends left behind, as if it was another system or even another civilization.
Zhang Rong said: "It should have been fired with a special formula from the early Wei Dynasty, and the materials are different from those commonly used today. Nowadays, the formula and materials have been lost. This is normal, because the enemies are different. The city walls back then were to defend against swordsmen and heavy swordsmen. When attacking the city by force, the first priority was to prevent cutting and slashing, followed by crossbows and impact, so the hardness of the city bricks was specially reinforced. Not to mention anything else, the army of heavy swordsmen formed by the founding of this dynasty had one hand per man. Standard magic weapons can cut iron like clay and are indestructible. No heavy weapons are needed to attack a city. Even the current city wall may not be able to defend it. There is nothing we can do against such a city wall."
"The situation is different now. The city wall does not need to guard against swordsmen and heavy swordsmen. The swordsmen are stationed to defend themselves. Instead, they have to guard against evil spirits and spiritual officials who are remnants of the previous dynasty. Therefore, the main purpose is to superimpose various talismans to deal with all kinds of evil spirits. The moves are all restrained. The effect is also very good. Even though many city walls are now in disrepair and many of the talismans are obliterated, it is still difficult for the phantoms outside to invade. Unless the devil's cave comes directly to the city, the demons, phantoms, etc. in the devil's cave outside are still difficult to invade. Evil things rarely can invade directly beyond the city wall. This is why cities are safer than villages, and big cities are safer than small cities."
Tang Zhao nodded. Nowadays, evil disasters occur frequently. People abandon small villages and small towns and move to big cities and villages. In fact, it is not to gather people to protect themselves, but to rely on large numbers to resist evil disasters. What are the people capable of? No matter how many people can guard against ferocious beasts and robbers, can they still guard against phantoms?
On the contrary, when too many people gathered, the phantom attack caused more casualties.
The reason why people are gathered together is to facilitate the construction of walls and shields with special effects. These fortifications cost a lot of money and cannot be built casually. Only a large town with tens of thousands of people can afford to build them. And the bigger the city, the better prepared it is, and the less likely it is to be infringed. Therefore, wealthy families had to abandon their manors and hide in big cities with their families.
If it weren't for the unlucky situation of Chaocheng and being trapped by the Hollow Demon's Cave, there shouldn't have been any danger. Yunzhou's governance is perfect, its finances are relatively abundant, its city walls are often renovated, and Zhao City is one of the few majestic cities. Even if the devil's cave comes at the city gate and the city gate is closed, it can still protect the safety of the people in the city.
"The spiritual officer and the phantom are one and the same. To guard against the phantom is to protect against the spiritual officer. It is said that the more powerful the spiritual officer is, the more suppressed he is after crossing the city wall. Even the spiritual image cannot be released in the city. I just don't know if the spiritual officer of this dynasty will. Bad luck will follow.”
Zhang Rong said with a smile: "The spiritual officers in this dynasty are not powerful at all. Most of them only serve as auxiliary positions, so they are less suppressed. Even if there are powerful spiritual officers occasionally, they should have special methods to not be affected." He sighed. He said, "Even if there is a powerful spiritual official, no one dares to entrust him with important positions due to various taboos. However, Marquis Gao Yuan has extraordinary courage, embraces all rivers, and has a spiritual official as an official under his command."
Tang Zhao thought of Peng Yiming. Indeed, compared to the methods of the spiritual officials he saw at the Fu Conference, Peng Yiming's spiritual abilities were too little. At most, he only accounted for his beauty and was more like a support. Therefore, although he is senior, he cannot be appointed as an official. The heavy responsibility of the Prosecution Department also belongs to the swordsman.
It seems that the spiritual officials of the previous dynasty were not affected by the reversal of appearance and could adjust the appearance of the spirit according to their own wishes. Although it was pleasing to the eye, the appearance of the spirit was carefully modified and adjusted according to the standard beauty, which was incompatible with craftsmanship. , it is also a pity that there are many natural and stunning spiritual features missing.
The two of them chatted casually, chanting many things from ancient times to the present, and nostalgic about this situation, and they were very sympathetic. In the end, Zhang Rong actually composed a poem. Tang Zhao couldn't think of any new words and could only recite an ancient tune:
"The peaks and ridges are like clusters, the waves are like raging, the mountains and rivers are in and out of Tongguan Road. Looking at the Western Capital, my mind is hesitant. I am sad that wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces have been turned into dirt. When they prosper, the people suffer; when they die, the people suffer!"
After chanting, the two of them returned home with full harvest.
When the two walked away, the bell trembled slightly.
Under the giant clock, a little girl in red clothes crawled out and smiled slightly in the direction where the two people left.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
