The poem goes: I have been to the south of the Yangtze River for a long time and struck the sun and the moon, and the sound of a bell shakes the heaven and earth. Follow the road to eliminate extraordinary things, and your hard work will not disappoint God.
The iron spirit child was devoured by the dog's teeth in horror, and the young weapon spirit disappeared.
Long Xing was quite disdainful of Duanzi Black Dog's methods. It would not be an exaggeration to say that this dog's teeth are greedy. In order to become stronger, sometimes it is not a bad idea to use some shameful means.
Dog Ya stayed quietly next to Long Xing's pendant again, like stars surrounding the moon, attached to the ancient jade pendant, quietly digesting the soul power of the device in his mouth.
Long Xing glanced at the wooden stake with the iron nail head removed. There was a trace of empty thread inside, which was the damage caused by his own mental power. After the wooden pile was destroyed, the wood spiritual energy itself was very thin. If it didn't take long, this thousand-year-old nanmu would rot away.
Turning around, Long Xing prepared to leave the top of the mountain and return to the Mo family compound.
At this time, the silent ancient clock suddenly started to move. A figure in black robe silently came to the ancient clock and knocked on the wall of the ancient clock with his hand, and a clear ringing sound came out.
"Young man, did you do something?"
The hoarse voice was cold and cold. The figure in black robe was frowning slightly and looking at the large wooden pile that stood still. Suddenly, his palms scratched the void in front of him.
Then he arrived in front of Long Xing, his hand clasped on the end of the big wooden stake that struck the bell.
The sudden turn of events caused Long Xing to feel deep fear in his heart. The man in black robes in front of him was the monk in the side room that he was peeping at. When he woke up and arrived in front of him, Long Xing didn't notice.
But Leng Sen's question surprised Long Xing, "Did he notice something strange about the big wooden pile? Or was he already there?"
"Old man, I was just passing by and didn't do anything?"
Somewhat guilty, Long Xing's tone was timid.
The black-robed monk moved his nose, grabbed another handful in the air, and put it in front of his nose. There is a little residual spiritual power, and a trace of the wooden aura in the wooden pile.
"Does this young man have that kind of ability?"
The black-robed monk murmured to himself and raised his head to look at Long Xing again.
"Has anyone ever been to the top of this mountain?"
The hoarse voice of the black-robed monk sounded again.
"I didn't see it. I got lost and ran to the top of the mountain."
Long Xing said, taking a step back at the same time, ready to leave at any time.
"The ancient clock tower is not a place for you to come. Leave quickly! The three o'clock clock is about to ring, and the sound here is very loud."
The man in black robe made a sound to drive away Long Xing.
"Okay, I'll leave now."
Long Xing agreed, stepped over the wooden frame of the ancient bell, and ran towards the path down the mountain.
"Dang~"
The big bell rang, and the sound was strange.
The black-robed monk frowned.
"Now the sound of this big ancient bell is muffled. The big wooden stake seems to have no strength. When it is struck on the bell, it is like a tangled branch. It can't even shake my eardrums. No!"
The black-robed monk said to himself.
"Boom!"
The ancient bell rang again. This time the black-robed monk seemed to have used 80% of his strength, but the sound still lacked the charm of before. The worn-out breath of an old man passed through his ears.
The big wooden stake in his hand was shaking a little, as if he was afraid of hitting the bell wall again.
"No! There's something wrong with that young man!"
After the black-robed monk rang the last bell, thinking of this, the black-robed monk did not hesitate at all. He flashed and chased Long Xing in the direction where he disappeared before, and his figure disappeared instantly.
Long Xing was feeling uneasy and walking down the mountain along the sheltered path. He also heard the bells of the ancient temple were a little different. Although he had never listened carefully before, he could always hear the feeling of fatigue from the bells.
It was as if the big wooden stake was a soft branch, hitting the extremely hard wall of the ancient bell. The asymmetrical tone is uncomfortable to listen to.
Halfway up the mountain, the bell has rang three times. The night sky is getting darker and darker at this time. The darkness before dawn may be between the third watch and the fifth watch.
On the mountainside, night gradually fell. After driving for a while, Long Xing relaxed a little and stopped in front of a big tree.
Long Xing closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, doing some repairs, slowly absorbing the spiritual power between heaven and earth, replenishing his Dantian, and restoring the lost mental power.
Suddenly, there was a subtle sound of breaking wind. Although this sound of breaking wind was weak, it made the hairs on Long Xing's body suddenly stand up. A feeling of extreme danger enveloped his heart.
His eyes blurred, and the air in front of him became distorted. Immediately, the black-robed monk appeared in front of Long Xing like a ghost.
"Your Excellency is so fast, it seems that you can't escape." Long Xing looked at the figure in front of him with a somewhat ugly expression, and said in a deep voice.
After finishing speaking, the man stood up.
"Sure enough, it's you! Tell me, why did you move the big wooden stake that rings the bell?"
The black-robed monk looked ugly and his voice was hoarse and cold.
Long Xing felt a powerful and terrifying wave comparable to the big bat in the underground palace.
Existing beyond the body forging realm, Long Xing took a breath of cold air in his heart. Unexpectedly, this black-robed monk had reached a terrifying realm, which was equivalent to the realm of the Dragon Soul Master in the Dragon Leaf Palace.
No wonder Ancient Jade Pendant once said that he is still in the realm of body training. Although he had an adventure in the underground palace, he broke through the third level of the small realm of body forging, and his spiritual power touched the threshold of a soul master. But it was impossible to compete with this mysterious black-robed monk.
Long Xing did not expect that the bell ringer of Xiaokunshan Ancient Temple was actually a master hidden in the world. It seems that if the big stake is moved, he will not let him go.
Long Xing took a deep breath, ready to activate his purple pupils at any time and use his trump card to escape.
"I was just curious. There was a nail on the head of the wooden stake that struck the bell. It looked really uncomfortable, so I took it out."
Long Xing's tone was calm, and there was no hint of nervousness or fear. He was already looking at the big tree when he spoke, and if it didn't work, he would use the big tree to block the opponent's attack.
When Long Xing was a child, he was often beaten. As soon as his adoptive father Lin Bo started to make moves, he could predict them and climb a tree to escape at any time.
One meter away in front of Long Xing, the black-robed monk's eyes were also fixed on Long Xing, and then a flash of surprise flashed across his cold eyes.
The black-robed monk said in a hoarse voice: "Beyond the secular world, his bones are amazing, his spiritual power is abundant, the Niwan Palace is opened, and his spiritual power is surging. Tsk tsk, Amitabha, the young man seems to be an extraordinary person."
Long Xing's face was solemn, he cupped his fists at the black-robed monk and said: "This senior seems to have a special liking for big wooden stakes. This junior is curious for a moment and has good intentions. I didn't expect to offend senior, so I apologize. I don't know what senior will do. , are you willing to let me go?"
"As expected of a person with extraordinary mental strength, he can actually pull nails out of hard wood. Interesting, where does the young man live? Are you willing to enter a temple and become a monk? Although I am a bell ringer, I also want to have a successor. .”
The black-robed monk's face warmed up, and he stared at Long Xing and said.
"I'm just an ordinary person. I live in the Mo family's mansion at the foot of the mountain. I have a wife and can't enter the temple as a monk. I'm sorry."
As soon as the black-robed monk finished speaking, Long Xing's heart shook violently and he hurriedly declined.
