Chapter 141 Hitting the Golden Bell 3

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Wind is the flow of air, so it becomes wind.

The softness of the wind causes slight ripples when caressing the water surface, the leaves rustle when it touches the grass and trees, and the hair on people's faces is slightly messy... The strength of the wind can make trees shake and make people lose their footing... The violent wind can make people cry. Waves arose on the sea, and the waves roared; huge trees were uprooted, landslides and rocks rolled... The wind was so fast that it passed by in an instant and was unpredictable...

Wind has many characteristics. If you cannot understand them, you will not be able to use the essence even if you know the sword skills.

The reason why those three sword moves are obscure and difficult to understand may not be that the true meaning is too mysterious, but that in the past, when I realized the wind, I only realized it through body and body, but my spiritual understanding was not enough... But now I gradually understand the wind carefully, and gradually understand its True meaning, looking at the three sword marks again, it seems that every time I can see an illusory sword light slashing towards me, striking straight into my heart and marking out the trajectory of the sword.

As Yan Changlan continues to understand the wind, he finally understands the first sword move.

The marks on his sword are shallow, indicating the speed of the wind.

Yan Changlan did not draw his sword, but made a sword gesture with his fingers in front of him.

If he used to say that every move he made when he drew his sword was a real move, then now there is a hint of meaning in the lightness, and he is faster than before, and it is so fast that there is no trace, and there is no sense of axe-cutting.

After making several gestures very quickly, although he had not yet reached the final level, he seemed to feel some urgency in his subconscious, and instantly transferred his consciousness to the second sword mark.

The mark of this sword is deep and sharp.

This move is made of the power of wind. After the sword is drawn out, it is clean, crisp and extremely fast. The sword move is also quite powerful and not messy.

After understanding the many meanings of wind, it was much easier for Yan Changlan to understand other sword moves.

This time he also quickly gestured with his sword fingers and performed this sword move repeatedly. It was also after he had practiced it to a small extent that he began to understand the third sword mark.

The third sword mark contained violence, and the meaning of violence was easier for Yan Changlan to understand than the previous two.

He focused on the violent meaning in it. The most violent wind formed the shape of a giant scroll, like a divine dragon, wandering between heaven and earth, moving mountains when encountering, uprooting trees when encountering, which was extremely terrifying. This is the most terrifying power in the world. If one can understand its true meaning, it can make the swordsmanship so fierce that it can destroy the enemy. Not only is it invincible, but there are very few people who can take it on.

After all three movements were understood and practiced, Yan Changlan opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt as if waves of coldness were about to penetrate his head. He was so horrified that he immediately opened his eyes.

It turned out that Yan Changlan had spent nearly two hours unknowingly, and now the sword forest was slowly falling, and it was only three feet high from Yan Changlan's head! It's not three feet, but three feet. Three feet is too short. It's so short that it can make people's hair stand on end. It's so short that it only leaves Yan Changlan a very short time before it stabs into Yan Changlan's head and kills him completely!

Yan Changlan broke out in a cold sweat.

Too dangerous!

He now also remembered that when he was immersed in the realization before, fortunately, he only practiced subconsciously until he reached a small success and then stopped in time. Otherwise, if he had been immersed deeper and only changed when he reached a big success, I am afraid that when he was concentrating, the sword forest would have already Impaled him completely!

Yan Changlan is confident that he is quite powerful in the same realm, but he is not so arrogant that he is the most powerful from ancient times to the present. I think there are many monks who can ring the two golden bells before, but when it comes to this golden bell, I feel The temptation to increase one's strength was too great. Many monks in the past could not get through this level. I am afraid that it is very possible that they were all attracted by the mysterious true meaning in this third golden bell, unable to extricate themselves, and then forgotten. There is also a sharp blade hanging high, threatening his life.

Of course, not all monks practice swordsmanship, and not everyone faces the sword wall in the third golden bell. But for the same reason, this golden bell must greatly improve the monks, and it must also... Self-control is greatly tested.

Yan Changlan took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it.

At this moment, his thoughts flashed quickly, and he had already used the three sword moves he had learned before to fight with the sword puppet.

The new kendo puppet was not much stronger than the previous one. Yan Changlan easily defeated it with only three small moves. Thinking about the kendo puppet in front of him, although his sword skills were extremely fast, he was not an extremely difficult opponent to deal with. ...It can be seen that in this golden bell test, understanding and character are the most important, while combat power should be relatively relaxed.

After the Kendo Golem is defeated, a third high wall appears.

The rich voice said: "Those who hit the golden bell should visualize the sword wall within an hour, figure out a unique move, and use it to defeat the sword puppet. If they fail, they will suffer the pain of being pierced by thousands of swords!"

There were few sentences that changed much, but the time became only an hour.

Yan Changlan took a deep breath and looked at the high wall.

There is only one sword mark on this high wall.

What was contained in the sword mark was the true meaning of thunder. Yan Changlan felt as if a bolt of lightning was coming from just a glance, about to strike into his soul, causing a roar in his mind.

The next moment, a figure seemed to appear in front of Yan Changlan's eyes.

The figure stood in the sky full of thunder and lightning snakes, raising its head to the sky, and the sky was filled with dark clouds, billowing and turbulent, as if the sky was about to collapse - but, the figure suddenly drew a sword!

This sword was so terrifying that it seemed to attract all the lightning and lightning snakes around it, and a bolt of thunder burst out from the sword's edge, shooting straight into the sky!

The sword-like light suddenly split the dark clouds, becoming the only light between heaven and earth.

Too fierce and powerful!

Yan Changlan was shocked by this sword and could not wake up for a long time.

Countless true meanings of thunder poured into his mind. His previous use of thunder and lightning and his understanding of the attributes of thunder seemed to have become much more complete in an instant, and he had endless insights. His mind was also blank, and there was only that sword in his eyes and heart!

Where Yan Changlan didn't know, the forest of swords hanging high was falling.

What Yan Changlan thought was just a moment in his mind was actually, outside of his consciousness, half of the hour had already passed.

If he still can't wake up, or wakes up too late, and is always immersed in the thunder perception, then the sword forest will...

The sword forest is getting lower and lower, and is getting closer and closer to Yan Changlan's head.

Three feet, two feet, one foot...

Seven feet...five feet...

Three feet and two feet...

When he saw that he was only one foot away, Yan Changlan suddenly opened his eyes, and with a sudden sweep of the Thunder Sword in his hand, he jumped up and rushed straight to the newly formed kendo puppet beside him!

I saw a flash of purple light, and the sword puppet had been stabbed by the sword, and a big hole was opened in its throat.

The kendo puppet was defeated by a sword!

And this sword also drained most of Yan Changlan's mana, causing him to gasp a few times.

Fortunately, he finally figured out that sword move within an hour!

Yan Changlan quickly swallowed the elixir and adjusted his breath while paying attention to whether a high wall appeared again in front of him.

But this time there were still only three levels, and Yan Changlan passed them all, so where the high wall originally stood, the third golden bell appeared.

Yan Changlan smiled and felt slightly relieved.

Having already made it through all three, at least he can choose a top-level sect to join, and as long as there is this way to enter a top-level sect, he can always find a way to survive... However, he is not willing to stop here.

He realized that he had not yet reached his limit.

Yan Changlan did not hesitate and used his greatest magic power to ring the third golden bell!

The bells vibrate...

At this moment, another voice sounded.

This voice was a bit old, and it was asking: "The monk has passed three bells, can he hit the fourth bell?"

Yan Changlan was startled.

Someone asked?

He suddenly remembered that when he asked Zhang Zilong for inquiries, Zhang Zilong had said that there was room for withdrawal after every bell, but this time he hit the golden bell, and it was only after the third bell that someone asked... what was going on? ?

Naturally, Yan Changlan would not think that Zhang Zilong was deliberately hiding it from him, and Zhang Zilong's ancestors would not use such information to deceive future generations.

Therefore, it is probably just that what happened to him when he hit the golden bell was different from what happened to Zhang Zilong's ancestor...

——Yan Changlan also didn’t know that this was indeed due to their differences.

If the monks are relaxed on the first bell, they will not ask every bell, because they are stronger, have greater potential, and the test is naturally more severe, so they have to pass three bells at once before they can choose. Chance. But if the first bell is a bit difficult, then it’s natural to ask and let them choose whether to quit.

All of these are just different qualifications and different requirements.

At this moment, Yan Changlan had passed three seconds and had passed a test. He could choose whether to enter a more severe test.

And Yan Changlan...

He thought for a moment and said decisively: "Bump."

Since he still has some energy left, he is going to give it a try!

Yan Changlan always remembered that he wanted to be a backer for his best friend...and how could the backer be just an outer disciple?

Moreover, in the next few bells, each time he bumps into his identity, he will get a step closer. It is expected that he will ask once in a while, and then it will be only the fourth bell. If he does not make a breakthrough, he will definitely not be reconciled.

After Yan Changlan decided to hit the fourth golden bell, the still vibrating golden bell in front disappeared, and the scenery in front of him changed again.

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Beyond the Admiralty.

The third golden bell lasted indeed for a long time, several hours passed without any response.

Wen Baiying looked worried.

——After such a long time, I wonder how Brother Yan is doing in the Golden Bell?

Ye Shu raised his eyes. Although his expression was still calm, his eyes did not move for a while.

As for those who came to watch because of the golden bell, after waiting all night and hearing two bells, they were quite interested in the last golden bell, and even though they felt bored, they never left.

It's daylight now, and many monks who didn't come last night came today.

Hitting the golden bell is so rare!

Suddenly, there were rays of light on the horizon. Some monks noticed something strange and looked at it one after another. After seeing it clearly, they couldn't help but whisper: "They are coming -"

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