Seeing Xiao Wen's constipated expression, Su Fan suddenly felt much better.
"Senior Cheng Xi wants to give me some compensation. After much thought, I don't have anything I want..."
Seeing that the other party didn't speak for a long time, Su Fan struck again.
After Xiao Wen heard this, he almost died of envy.
"Fellow Taoist, why don't you make compensation? Master Jin Dan just leaks something to you, which is enough to keep you busy for decades."
Su Fan shook his head. He didn't want to deal with this guy anymore, so he stood up and was about to leave.
"Bang...bang..."
At this time, a dull bell suddenly sounded in the distance.
Su Fan frowned immediately. The sound of the bell was so dull and depressing, it was like a heavy boulder weighing on his heart.
"Forty-eight sounds..."
Xiao Wen next to him turned pale and murmured something.
Su Fan was stunned and asked quickly: "Brother Xiao, what are the forty-eight sounds..."
"Seventy-two times..."
At this time, Xiao Wen's face had completely darkened and he muttered something again.
Su Fan looked around and saw that all the disciples who were competing in the ring had stopped.
The qi training disciples from various sects were just as confused as he was, not knowing what was going on.
The Jindan masters and foundation-building monks in the stands had similar expressions to Xiao Wen, counting the bells silently with solemn expressions.
"Eighty-one sounds..."
After Xiao Wen finished speaking, he sighed and turned to look at Su Fan, with a look of frustration in his eyes.
"Fellow Taoist, this is the Demon Suppressing Bell. As far as I know, it has only rung twice in the past ten thousand years in the Qingyang Mountains, both times seventy-two times. It seems like something big has happened..."
Su Fan was stunned for a moment. What was the Demon Suppressing Bell?
"Brother Xiao, this demon-suppressing clock..."
Xiao Wen shook his head and said: "I don't know either. I only know that once the demon-suppressing bell rings, all the monks in the Qingyang Mountains will not stay away..."
Su Fan's face turned pale when he heard this. He must not be able to stay in Qingyang Fairy City any longer.
The wind is strong and blowing...
"Rumble..."
Just when Su Fan was about to use extreme blood escape to escape from Qingyang Fairy City, he heard a loud noise that shook the earth, and the entire fairy city shook violently.
An extremely huge light shield pressed down overwhelmingly, completely covering the entire Qingyang Fairy City.
grass……
Just one step away...
At this time, Qingyang Immortal City actually activated a defensive formation, and now he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.
At this time, all the foundation-building monks in the stands left the square.
Su Fan also came to the street. At this moment, the street was in chaos, and people kept whizzing past with magic weapons in the sky above the city.
Many people had thought of it with him just now. They even ignored the air ban in the fairy city and used magic weapons to desperately try to escape from Qingyang Fairy City.
As a result, before they could even run out of the city gate, Qingyang Immortal City launched a defensive formation, trapping everyone in the city.
The city was already filled with panic, and there were monks running around everywhere, creating a scene that looked like the end of the world.
In desperation, Su Fan had no choice but to return to the sect's headquarters. Before he could enter, he was stopped by several Tianyue Sect disciples.
"Senior, before three quarters noon, the foundation-building monks from all the sects in the Qingyang Mountains must rush to the central square to gather and stand by..."
After conveying the orders of the Three Immortal Sects to Su Fan, they left in a hurry regardless of whether he agreed or not.
Looking at their backs, Su Fan sighed. Now he could only try to find Cheng Xi.
He arrived at Ziwei Immortal Palace's station in the city, took out the jade token given to him by Cheng Xi and handed it to the disciple on duty outside the door.
After a while, he was led to a monastery.
Cheng Xi had already guessed that he would come, and seemed to be waiting for him. He followed him to a quiet room.
Su Fan sat cross-legged opposite Cheng Xi. Before he could ask, the other party had already spoken.
"I'm afraid I can't bring you to the East China Sea. Not only you, but even I can't go back now..."
Although he had guessed the ending, he was still very disappointed.
"Senior, what's going on with the Demon Suppressing Bell..."
After hearing Su Fan's words, Cheng Xi smiled bitterly, and then told Su Fan about the Demon Suppressing Bell.
Since ancient times, foreign evil spirits from Daluotian have invaded this world of cultivation every few thousand years.
The great power in the world of cultivation has refined the magic weapon of the Demon Suppressing Bell. In this world, wherever monks gather, there is a Demon Suppressing Bell.
Whenever Da Luotian invades this world, all the demon-suppressing bells in this world will ring at the same time.
In the past, only Daluotian opened the space channel from the Western Wilderness, so every time the foreign evil spirits invaded, only the Demon Suppression Bell in the Western Wilderness would ring ninety-nine and eighty-one times.
The demon-suppressing bells in the Central Plains, East China Sea, Nanman and Northern Xinjiang all ring seventy-two times.
"There are some things I can't say. I can only tell you that once the demon-suppressing bell is rung, all the monks in our plane will be unable to help themselves..."
Cheng Xi mentioned this, how could Su Fan not understand.
The bell of the Demon Suppression Bell is actually a mobilization order.
Once the demon-suppressing bell rings, it means that the foreign demons from Daluotian begin to invade this world of cultivation.
Only this time Da Luotian did not place the battlefield in the Western Wilderness, but chose the Central Plains.
Things were already like this, what else could Su Fan say.
"More seniors can clear up the confusion..."
Su Fan had nothing to ask anymore. He saluted to the other party and then wanted to leave.
Seeing Su Fan preparing to leave, Cheng Xi smiled bitterly.
"Both of us are the first batch of monks to be recruited. I hope we can both survive..."
Su Fan understood what the other party meant. The first batch of monks who came up were all above the Foundation Establishment stage, buying time for the general mobilization of this world of cultivation.
Even late-stage Jindan monks like Cheng Xi are just cannon fodder at this time, let alone a foundation-building monk like him.
Su Fan turned around and was about to leave, but he suddenly thought of something.
Before he could speak, Cheng Xi already knew what he said.
"Don't worry, Meng Chao and Shen Yue have already joined Ziwei Immortal Palace. They will only be recruited after all the people from the small sects die..."
After hearing Cheng Xi's words, Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
This may be the benefit of Yuanying Sect, it will definitely keep the younger generation of disciples of the sect until the end.
"There is still time. If you want to see them, I can take you there..."
"No, just wait until I come back alive..."
Cheng Xi smiled and said: "If you want to join Ziwei Immortal Palace, I will help you find a way, and then you can follow me..."
Su Fan thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Thank you, senior, but I still hope to be with Shuiyun Sect..."
After Su Fan finished speaking, Cheng Xi nodded heavily, then turned and left.
He came out of the Ziwei Immortal Palace, looked back, and then took a deep breath.
At this time, not to mention him, all the monks in the entire Central Plains had to fill in.
Su Fan had seen the Hundred Thousand Miles Demonic Abyss, and nearly half of the best areas of the Western Wilderness had been completely destroyed, turning it into the soulless land it is today.
The scale of the war between the world of cultivation and Da Luotian can be seen clearly.
No matter what, you can't be used as cannon fodder, just run away even if there is a chance.
Anyway, the battlefield must be very chaotic, and there should be many opportunities to escape.
This is also the reason why he did not agree to join Ziwei Immortal Palace. If he joined a large sect, it would not be so easy to escape.
It was already close to noon. Su Fan originally wanted to add some things to the shops in the city, but who would have thought that all the shops in the city had been sealed up.
It is said that from now on, the Central Plains has entered a state of war, and all cultivation materials must be centrally managed and then distributed uniformly.
Su Fan no longer wanted to wander around and went directly to the central square of Qingyang Fairy City.
The central square of Qingyang Fairy City is located in the center of the city. The palace-like building in the middle of the square is the long-distance transmission array of Fairy City.
The rectangular central square is very large, as big as more than a dozen football fields.
At this time, thousands of foundation-building monks have gathered at the edge of the square, and they are lining up in several long lines to register.
It is estimated that almost all the foundation-building monks in Qingyang Immortal City should be here. Most of these people are casual cultivators who live in the city all year round.
(End of chapter)
