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When the two walked to the front, Zhen Yinjian found that the people in line in front of him walked to a big black clock in front of the square one by one and punched it.

The black bell was huge, and it hung in front of the square like a giant beast, which was quite amazing. There were many fist prints and dents on the black bell, which had obviously been bombarded by many people. On either side of the black bell, three monks dressed in white are guarded, holding spiritual pens to record everyone's achievements. Only a small number of those who threw the punch entered the temple, while most shook their heads and left in dismay.

"I forgot to tell you that this is the Black Bell of the Pure Land Sect, and according to the rules of the Pure Land Sect, only those who can shake the bell can enter the temple. Sorry I forgot to tell you. Qing Ling's immature face was apologetic. She chatted with Zhen Yinjian so happily that she forgot about the most important test of entering the temple, and she was very upset.

In her eyes, the aura on Zhen Yinjian's body was either there or not, and at first glance he was a person with an unstable realm. His revealed strength was not enough to shake this black bell.

You must know that the Black Xuan Bell is cast with Tiannan Iceberg Dark Iron, which is extremely heavy, and the illegal Heavenly Voyeur True Realm Body Cultivation cannot be shaken.

"It's fine, it's not a problem for me to try. Zhen Yinjian waved his hand and smiled.

Just like in Yunshan Temple before, he was just as reluctant to be too arrogant in this Pure Land Sect. It's not just to keep a low profile, but also because the Pure Land Sect is a big sect on a par with the Donghua Emperor, and it is not weak in the slightest. If you do it recklessly, I'm afraid you will still fall into a dangerous situation.

After all, he also came to the Pure Land Sect to ask for people, and if he was too strong, it was not good for Bi Jinse to break the curse.

Therefore, Zhen Yinjian should be cautious on this trip, and not be as "presumptuous" as in Yunshan Temple!

It just so happened that today was the "Opening Day of the Pure Land Sect", and he could use this as an opportunity to enter the Pure Land Sect and inquire about the news of Bi Jinse.

After making up his mind, Zhen Yinjian no longer hesitated, and chose to join Qingling in the Pure Land Sect today.

Zhen Yinjian and Qing Ling slowly approached the black bell, and at this time, several people had already bombarded the black bell. The punches that each person threw out seemed to be extremely violent, but hitting the black bell was like a breeze blowing on the hills, and it did not make the latter shake at all.

Instead, two people punched the black bell, not only the skin was scratched and bleeding, but even the bones made a clicking sound, which seemed to be broken.

"It's really useless, I don't even have the strength of a thousand catties, and I still want to enter our Pure Land Sect, it's just beyond my strength. The white-robed monk with a fat head looked at the injured man with disdain, and his eyes were indescribably disdainful.

But his wounded monk didn't say a word, and left with his injured arm in his arms, not daring to say a word of nonsense.

"Next!" the fat monk shouted impatiently, hastily recording something with a spirit pen.

"I'll go first, you follow my power technique, it should be of some help. Qing Ling smiled at Zhen Yinjian, but he was kind in his heart.

It had also taken her a year to pass the power test of the black bell and make it shake. Therefore, she still has some skills and experience on how to make the Black Bell shake. According to her method, it is possible to reduce the difficulty of shaking the bell.

Obviously, because the communication with Zhen Yinjian just now was good, and because he felt indebted to Zhen Yinjian, Qing Ling kindly reminded Zhen Yinjian.

Nodding, Zhen Yinjian would certainly not refuse Qing Ling's good intentions, although it would not be a problem to easily smash this black bell with one finger with his strength.

When Qing Ling walked in front of the Black Bell, her right hand was wrapped in the power of her true appearance, and at the same time, she unleashed the power she had accumulated to the top, and punched one of the corners of the Black Bell. Immediately, the black bell creaked and shook slowly.

"Pass, go in!" the fat monk looked at Qing Ling's figure with a smile on his face.

And even though Qing Ling was very disgusted by the monk's ugly performance, he just left indifferently.

He knew that he was just a guest who could barely enter the Pure Land Sect, and if he offended this fat monk by making a big move, she could only suffer.

"Come on!" Qing Ling walked into the mountain gate of the Pure Land Sect, shook his hand, and motioned for Zhen Yinjian to see him in a while.

Zhen Yinjian smiled back, and was moved by this girl's youth and liveliness.

"What a good girl!" sighed in his heart, Zhen Yinjian was quickly moved by a noisy voice.

"Do you kid participate in the test? If you don't participate, get out with the Buddha!" The fat monk's face was gloomy, and his attitude towards Zhen Yinjian was very bad. Obviously, he saw that Zhen Yinjian had a good relationship with Qingling, and wanted to intervene.

Although the fat monk in white was full of fat brains, his face was ugly and he was so contemptuous, Zhen Yinjian still decided to endure it and settle accounts with him later. So he came to the black bell without saying a word, and leaned out a punch, and was about to punch, but was interrupted again by an annoying voice!

"Wait, does the Buddha allow you to punch?" the fat monk squinted, and his triangular eyes became more and more vicious.

Zhen Yinjian was neither humble nor arrogant, looked at it calmly, put down his arm, and then glanced at the fat monk with a faint look, still not speaking.

"If you take out a finger, you can only stick out one finger, if you can't shake the black bell, there is no need to go in. This temple is small, and it can't accommodate too much waste!" The fat monk's voice was more sarcastic.

He had already seen Zhen Yinjian and Qing Ling chatting very happily along the way, and Qing Ling's stunning appearance had already made this fat monk a little excited. He grew up in the Pure Land Sect since he was a child, and he hadn't seen many beautiful women, and a stunning woman like Qingling naturally moved a little in his heart.

And seeing Zhen Yinjian's chat with Qing Ling so hot, he was even more jealous in his heart. So with the help of this opportunity, he simply wanted to break up the "mandarin ducks" of Zhen Yinjian and Qingling.

At this time, Zhen Yinjian didn't know that he was regarded by this fat monk as a Taoist companion of the Qing Ling.

At this moment, the monks who were about to be tested were also in an uproar when they saw what happened to Zhen Yinjian. Obviously, it was already very difficult to shake the power of this Black Xuan Bell with his fists, and this fat monk of the Pure Land Sect actually asked Zhen Yinjian to shake the Black Xuan Bell with his fingers, which was simply incredible!

You must know that the weight of this black bell is at least 10,000 catties, and even if a monk from the Fatian Realm wants to shake this mouthful, he must at least exert his strength to change slightly.

And Zhen Yinjian was actually asked to shake with one finger, what kind of huge strength does it take to do this?

What's more, if the physical strength of an ordinary monk is not strong enough, Hugh said that shaking this black bell will even cause damage to his fingers if he uses too much force. After all, the strength of the fist is naturally better than too many meat fingers!