Walking into Nituo Temple, you can truly appreciate the magnificence of this ancient temple.

From a distance, I saw the red eaves standing up, towering into the clouds.

The many temples are connected, and even if you have the heart to count them, it is difficult to know how many they are. Meteorological Hongda is second to none in the Shenggu Shenzhou temples.

Jiang Chang'an entered the Nituo Temple, and saw the densely packed relics pagoda on the ground, followed the little monk through Tallinn, and did not know how many other courtyards he passed, and then stopped in this dilapidated Zen room.

Before I opened the door, I felt a sloppy sour smell wafting from the room.

"Uncle Shi, Gongzi Jiang has arrived ......"

An old-fashioned voice came from the door: "Let him ......"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Changan directly kicked the door open, and said with a big grin: "Fruitless crazy old man, I haven't seen you even put up a score in the past few years!"

The old man in the room stood up with a snort, and made a look, and the little monk quickly closed the door and ran quickly.

This is a kind eyebrow, thin and dry old man, wearing a Buddha hat with two big holes on his bald head, and a pair of cloth shoes under his feet are forced to be worn as "lazy drags", ragged clothes, and even the one he holds in his hand is a tattered fan.

His cheekbones are high, his eyes are smiling and smiling, his eyebrows are covered with snow, his face is ruddy, and he can't tell that he is over a hundred years old.

No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, he doesn't take a bath or change his clothes, and the room is also filled with the "strange" smell of his body. Therefore, some people inevitably gave this highly respected fruitless master a nickname - the crazy monk.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Playing the score, I'm afraid that you kid will turn this Nituo Temple upside down, no matter what, you have to save some face in front of my disciples and grandchildren, don't you?"

Although his image is crazy, his tone of voice is extremely kind.

Fruitless stared at Jiang Changan for a moment and kept nodding, the tattered pu fan shook and shook, and his face was full of joy: "It's already half of your body squeezed into the spring realm, you kid is good, not bad!"

"Old man, I have something to ask you about this time. Jiang Changan sat down and drank two large cups of oolong tea in a row.

The posture of binge drinking was fruitless, and his brows jumped for a while, and they were all excellent quality oolongs.

"Say something quickly, let it go if you have a fart!" "The fruitless master's fan shook briskly.

Jiang Changan didn't argue with him, and said, "There are three things I want to ask you about this time." ”

Jiang Changan asked a question that had been held in his heart for a long time: "The first question, how did the dead man's abyss on the border of Cangzhou come to be? It seems that it will never be the result of the change of heaven and earth. ”

Wuguo's face turned pale: "You went?"

"Go. ”

Wuguo's tone was a little hurried: "You went in?"

"Got in, what's wrong?"

Wuguo stood up and looked around Jiang Chang'an, and said leisurely: "You kid is really fateful, even a crazy monk I don't dare to go to that kind of place easily!"

The mad monk sat back in his seat and nodded, "You guessed right, that abyss was not made naturally, but was done by Dongfang Jumang, the first demon emperor of the demon clan, hundreds of thousands of years ago. ”

"How many tricks did the Demon Emperor use?" Jiang Changan said impatiently.

He knew that it was Dongfang Jumang's doing, but he wanted to know more about the way and purpose of this emperor.

Master Wuguo didn't answer, holding out a finger.

"One move?!"

Jiang Changan was shocked.

One move to break the abyss, what a strength!

But before he could react, Wuguo shook his head and said, "It's a finger!"

"One finger!"

Jiang Changan stood up suddenly, and his whole body was like an electric glow through countless shivers.

He finally understood why Gu Pingfeng worshiped this first demon emperor so much.

What kind of realm is this!

"Hurry up and ask you two other questions, I'm going to sleep after that. ”

Jiang Changan said: "Second question, I want to know what this thing is?"

As he spoke, he held up the Taiyi Divine Emperor Bell in his hand, and the black clock face was shining with golden light.

The fruitless eyes suddenly came to his senses, and he directly jumped up and looked around twice, and said, "Tsk, this is ...... That's good stuff, yours?"

Jiang Changan nodded.

"Boy, you're on a big ...... It's a big deal!" Wuguo sat back on the stool and shook his head, the fan shook faster, and his mouth sighed.

"Big deal, big deal?"

Fruitless and said slowly: "Taiyi Shenhuo, the emperor is angry, and the group of old ladies in the Compassion Cave Heaven have been looking for thousands of years to protect the golden coffin, which can mix these things together and become their own natal weapons, you kid This blessed fate, why wasn't you killed by thunder?"

"What's going on with the Golden Coffin of the Protector of the Cave of Compassion?"

"Hey ......" Wuguo sighed: "That was thousands of years ago, a powerful weapon used by a great power of the Cave of Compassion to suppress a demon fight, it seems that it failed in the end, only a wisp of residual thoughts was caught, and I don't know why the whereabouts of this golden coffin have been unknown since then." ”

Fruitless turned his eyes to stare at Jiang Changan: "Anyway, how did you kid get this thing?"

"I also got it by chance. Jiang Changan snorted, the less people know about Gu Pingfeng's predecessors, the safer it is.

He didn't ask much and said, "If their people find out that you have cast this golden coffin into a magic weapon with your real name, you will have to be skinned alive!"

"Don't worry, I have a lot on my mind. ”

There is no doubt that this is fruitless, once a guest of the Jiang family, and the nerves were sent by the fourth son of the Jiang family in the middle of the night to two delicate and lovely people.

At that time, he was so frightened that he recited Buddhist scriptures all night, and the fourth prince also heard about it and enjoyed it all night.

I regretted it after the fact, and I knew that I should have left this pair of jade people to discuss Buddhist scriptures late at night.

Wuguo squinted his eyes and looked back and forth at the Taiyi Divine Emperor Bell, and muttered: "It's strange......!

Jiang Chang'an's eyes lit up, and he jumped to Wuguo's side, and said, "Where is the strange? Where is the strange?"

Wuguo said: "Monk, I obviously noticed two diametrically opposed breaths on this bell, one is strange is the natural Dao magic emitted by the golden coffin, the righteousness is magnificent, and the other mysterious breath is the supreme qi of slaughtering and dominating the hegemon, only me." It's no wonder that these two diametrically opposed, even mutually exclusive things, can be perfectly integrated by your kid and grasped to such an extent!"

was surprised by the fruitlessness, but Jiang Changan was more concerned about another matter: "What is that supreme qi?"

"Fragments - Donghuang Bell!"

To no avail, his brows furrowed.

Jiang Changan was ecstatic, as he expected, the bronze block was a fragment of the ancient artifact Donghuang Bell!

Jiang Changan hurriedly asked, "This fragment is really a fragment of the Ten Great Artifact Eastern Emperor Bell!"

This is what Jiang Chang'an wants to know the most, if he can piece together this artifact, or collect all the six-character magic tricks, then the strength will be at the speed of thousands of floors, and it is not impossible to become an existence among the desolates.

Seeing that Wuguo shook his head again: "This is not the Eastern Emperor Bell!"

"Isn't it the Eastern Emperor Bell?" Jiang Changan hurriedly said: "Old man, what you just said so much was in vain?"

"No, this is the Eastern Emperor Bell!"

"Why is it happening again? Are you playing tricks on me?"

Fruitlessly, he hurriedly waved his hand, his beard trembled, and his old face turned red and said: "Monk, I mean this is not the Eastern Emperor Bell of the Human Race, but the Eastern Emperor Bell of the Demon Race!"

Finally, after wasting the boss's strength, he patted his chest comfortably, and the corners of his mouth showed a satisfied smile.

"Demon Clan's Eastern Emperor Bell?" Jiang Changan exclaimed:

"There are two Donghuang bells in the world!"

This is really incredible, but the ten major artifacts bell, sword, axe, kettle, tower, qinding seal mirror stone, where is the existence of two bells?

"It is rumored that before the ancient years, that is, in the ancient era, there was a demon power who traveled overseas and found an iron mountain, and the power cast it on the spot.

It has been cast for several years, and the power has turned the iron mountain into a divine iron bell, and the legend has it that when the bell was completed, there was a god flying in the east, so the bell was named - East Bell. ”

Jiang Changan listened carefully, and his ears straightened: "What does Dongzhong have to do with Donghuang Zhong?"