391 Wuzun

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In front of the console, a swivel chair is still turning slightly.

According to the rules of the Holy Martial Hall, Gao Resentment is not allowed to leave the monitoring room to work without authorization, and he is not in this room at this time.

The rules of the Holy Martial Hall are very strict, no one can break the rules that have been set, and all the rules here are iron laws.

Unless there is a special reason, you are not allowed to leave your job without permission! After the fact, a detailed written report was submitted. If the reason is not sufficient, the contract level will be automatically lowered, and the lowest level will be expelled from the Holy Martial Hall.

Gao looked at Bai Sheng, who was traveling with resentment, and then looked at the exit from the mountain, where bursts of sunlight were shining in from outside the cave.

"Xiaobai, this is a big deal, right?"

Gao Yan looked at the entrance of the cave, as long as he stepped out, he would really enter the interior of the Holy Martial Hall, and if the reason was not sufficient, he would be kicked out of the ranks of the equity contract.

"Of course." Bai Sheng took a deep breath: "The appearance of such a group of young martial artists who surpassed the previous geniuses is definitely a real big event. ā€

Gao nodded resentfully, and kept cheering himself up: "That's right! Being able to ring the fog bell is definitely a big deal for this alone. ā€

The corners of Bai Sheng's eyebrows were faintly proud: "That's right! If this kind of thing is reported, there will only be a reward, and there will be absolutely no punishment. I guess how can you get the top-notch Life Creation Pill, right? ā€

"The top of the Life Creation Pill?" The resentful gaze suddenly became fanatical: "If there is it, maybe I will have a better chance of changing the marrow nirvana." ā€

"yes." Bai Sheng's eyes flashed with fascination: "Change the marrow nirvana, ......"

Walking out of the cave, Bai Sheng's expression of resentment was a little more solemn, and they looked up at the hundred-foot-high white tower in the center of the island, surrounded by mountains: Shengwu Pagoda.

This is the real center of the Shengwu Hall! The two halls and six divisions of the Holy Martial Hall are all in this small basin surrounded by mountains.

Bai Sheng and Gao Resentment are all subordinate to the Foreign Affairs Hall and the Invitation Department of the two churches.

As its name suggests, this department is mainly responsible for collecting information on martial artists from all over the federation outside of the Holy Martial Hall, evaluating them, and finally deciding whether to issue an invitation letter to them, and is also responsible for evaluating and measuring the martial artists who come to the Holy Martial Hall.

"High grievances? Why are you here? ā€

In the hall of the invitation department, several martial artists looked at Gao Yan in surprise, shouldn't this guy be in the surveillance room? Absent without leave? Is he crazy?

Gao resentful Bai Sheng glanced at each other again and said in unison: "We want to see the minister." ā€

See the minister? Several warriors in the hall were stunned, and almost all the members of the invitation department received the invitation letter sent from above, and then went out to perform their work, and it was rare for members to take the initiative to ask to see the minister.

After a short silence, everyone subconsciously took half a step back, as if to make way for them to make way for a more spacious passage in this spacious passage.

Looking at the figures of the two leaving, all the warriors looked at each other, what happened to this high grudge today? Leaving his post without permission in the Shengwu Hall, a place with strict rules, is definitely not a trivial matter.

Standing outside the door engraved with the words "Invitation Department", Bai Sheng and Gao Yan glanced at each other again, and knocked on the door at the same time.

"Enter."

Simple, crisp, full of energy, like the sound of a bell, ringing from inside the door.

The door was pushed open, Bai Sheng looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the futon, and his heartbeat couldn't help but start to accelerate. Gao resentment, who walked in together, showed a nervous look on his face, and his eyes showed a little worry, staring at the middle-aged man on the futon.

His eyes were slightly closed, his two golden sword eyebrows were in his sideburns, and his golden hair glistened in the sun, and it was hard to imagine that he was fifty-five years old this year, judging from his white, almost baby-like skin.

"Gao Resent, you don't stay in the surveillance room, what are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man's eyes opened slightly, and his blue eyes were like the world's top sapphires, and if someone looked at him, it was easy to fall into them and couldn't extricate himself.

Gao resentment couldn't help but shudder, this is Ferrero, known as the number one master of the invitation department of Maharaja! It is rumored that he is a powerful warrior with the strength of a great stellar star! All it takes is one look to make people's spirits feel extremely shocked!

"Because there's something very special." The high grievances are respectful, and there is no trace of the wandering in the surveillance room before.

"Special?"

Ferrero's two golden sword eyebrows shrugged, and his eyes like jewels flashed with faint curiosity. Being able to make a martial artist who enters the Holy Martial Hall say that it is a special thing is really rare.

"Yes, it's special." Gao Yan hurriedly took out a small projector from his pocket and said, "Today, another batch of Shengwutang people were invited to report, and they successfully passed the level, and chose to challenge the level of Shimen Three Bells. ā€

"Oh, how's it going?"

Ferrero didn't have any surprised look on his face, the young martial artists who entered the Holy Martial Hall, which one of them didn't have their nostrils facing the sky when they first came, thinking that they were peerless super geniuses, and who wouldn't challenge the three kinds of Shimen.

"There are two people ......" Gao Yan took a deep breath: "The paper clock was ringed." ā€

"Oh?" Ferrero's expressionless cheeks bloomed with a slight brilliance of surprise: "Someone actually rang the paper clock again?" It's really worth your trip, to find such a good young generation of martial artists, and it also makes the face of our invitation department shine. ā€

"One of them used his fingers to knock on the big bell of the temple." Gao Yan said cautiously: "The other person slashed on the paper clock with a knife, and when the paper clock was not damaged, it made a tinkling sound......

"What?" Ferrero had a few more forehead lines on his forehead, and his eyes shot out more surprise than before: "Big bells? Not a metal clang? Someone else chopped with a knife? ā€

…… Ferrero was silent for a few seconds, and a thoughtful look twitched between his eyebrows: "Interesting, it seems that he is really a very good young man." ā€

Bai Sheng carefully and secretly looked at Ferrero, and found that the number one master of the invitation department had finally completely digested all the previous surprises, and secretly guessed in his heart: With the previous foreshadowing, if he wants to continue talking, he shouldn't be too shocked, right? After all, if the number one master of the dignified invitation department is too shocked by a new young man, it will also hurt face.

Seeing Bai Sheng nodding slightly, Gao Yan hurriedly said again: "Among them, the young man who rang the paper clock with his fingers, he also challenged the fog clock, and ......"

"And how?"

Ferrero's pupils shrank sharply to the size of pintips, staring warily at Gao Resentment.

Fog Clock! It's completely different from a paper clock!

Gao Yan squeezed the corner of his eyes in embarrassment, even if he saw this thing with his own eyes, it still made people feel a little absurd, I was really afraid that this big stellar star master would not believe it when he heard it.

"And he rang." Bai Sheng then said loudly with a complaining voice: "This person is now forcing the blood in his body out of his palm, forming a thin blood mist, hiding the true qi with frequency oscillation in the blood mist, quickly fusing the fog bell, and then flicking the fog bell with one finger, it is the sound of metal colliding. ā€

"What!?" Ferrero's steady male body shook suddenly, and his sapphire-like eyes shot out a light like blue lightning in the sky: "You said that a newcomer rang the fog bell?" ā€

"Yes." Bai Sheng maintained a polite smile, but there was a little pride between his eyebrows, this Qin Fen was a genius martial artist he had discovered.

"It can't be!"

Ferrero's first reaction was a negative judgment, a martial artist on the first day of entering the Holy Martial Hall could ring the fog bell, and there would be no such person in this world at all!

At the beginning of the establishment of the Holy Martial Hall, the three tests of the stone gate that Wu Zun and the Holy Martial Six Stars came up with together, and the original intention of the fog bell was not to let the young martial artists who had just entered the Holy Martial Hall ring it!

This fog bell was created because it didn't ring! The purpose is to pass this fog bell and tell the martial artists who are qualified to enter the Holy Martial Hall that there are people outside the world and there are heavens outside the sky! Temper their arrogance and sharpness, and don't be complacent because you are qualified to be selected into the Holy Martial Hall.

The fog bell is also called the bell that will never be ringed by the Holy Martial Hall.

Ferrero could accept that there was a young man as talented as that monster, who could ring it, but he definitely couldn't accept that someone could ring the fog bell.

Gao Yan and Bai Sheng looked at each other and smiled helplessly, this reaction had been expected for a long time, but I didn't expect that there was so much foreshadowing before, and I wanted Ferrero, a great stellar master, not to be too shocked, but I still failed.

The projector shot out countless rays of light, which was a video copied from the monitoring room, which was the scene where Qin Fen rang the fog bell.

Ferrero quietly watched the projection repeat the picture, the temperament like a mountain could no longer be maintained, and the joints of his hands burst out again and again.

One minute...... Two minutes...... Five minutes...... Ferrero gradually recovered from the initial shock, and Bai Sheng bit a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, it was really not an easy thing to be able to see such a gaffe situation for a master of the Great Stellar Level.

"It's true?" Ferrero shook his head repeatedly: "If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's really unbelievable." Great merit, I will definitely report this great merit to you. ā€

The resentful and nervous heart finally calmed down completely, and his eyes showed a happy smile.

Bai Sheng pursed his lips and whispered, "Actually, the purpose of our coming is not just to report this matter. ā€

Ferrero looked up at Bai Sheng curiously, could there be anything more incredible than ringing the fog bell?

"Here's the thing." Bai Sheng whispered: "This batch of young people, except for one person. All the others rang the stone bell en masse. According to speculation, they should all have entered the realm of blood exchange and rebirth true innate, and they are all ten-star martial artists at present. They're all under the age of nineteen......"

"Oh?" Ferrero's eyes widened, and his pupils couldn't hide the surprise beating: "A batch? Less than nineteen years old, is it true to be reborn for transfusion? Ten stars? ā€

"Yes." Bai Sheng smiled bitterly: "This is not the most important thing. ā€

Ferrero is even stranger, is there anything stranger in the world? A martial artist who can almost be called an out-of-print genius, this time it is almost called wholesale.

"They ......" Bai Sheng shook his head again and again with a strange face: "They just now, they all took the initiative to modify the contract......

"Oh~~" Ferrero nodded slightly, if these people modify the contract to become the Inner Saint Martial Hall type, they should all be approved.

"Collectively changed to the basic ...... of the Outer Sacred Martial Hall"

"What?" Ferrero suspects something is wrong with his ears: "You say it again. ā€

Bai Sheng shrugged his shoulders with a look on his face that you heard correctly.

Ferrero was stunned for a full second, raising his hand and rubbing his temples, this shock today is really one after another, paper clock? Fog Clock? And then genius mass production? In the end, I went crazy and signed a contract with the basic type of Outer Saint Martial Hall!

…… Ferrero was silent for a few seconds, then got up and sucked the projector into his palm with five fingers, and said with two golden sword eyebrows leaning closer to the center of his eyebrows: "This thing is really surprising, no wonder you two are coming." Come to think of it, you have a heart of love, right? ā€

Bai Sheng nodded together with high resentment, this is not just the heart of love. If these people can enter the Inner Saint Martial Hall contract, then the rewards they get on their side are also extremely rich, far better than what kind of basic type they are doing when they enter the Outer Saint Martial Hall.

"Let's go." Ferrero pushed open the door: "I can't do this thing, so let's report it to the Foreign Affairs Hall!" Kindness! It is estimated that the Foreign Affairs Hall will not be able to do the master of this matter, and I am afraid that even the people of the Internal Affairs Hall will be alarmed......"

Ferrero walked out of the door a few steps, stopped and nodded slightly: "Yes!" I'm afraid that the internal and external affairs hall is not enough, this time maybe even the six stars of the Holy Martial Arts will be alarmed, but I don't know if it will alarm Lord Wuzun. ā€

Bai Sheng listened to the series of Saint Martial Hall department names in Ferrero's mouth, and his cheek muscles twitched frequently, this thing could alarm the six stars of Saint Martial Arts? It was almost the same existence as the Elder Church of the Holy Martial Hall! The status in the Holy Martial Hall is absolutely transcendent! Each of them is a super powerful grandmaster-level martial artist!

Wuzun? Gao Yan almost fainted on the spot when he heard this name, the super powerhouse who created the Holy Martial Hall! The true king of the Holy Martial Hall today! A martial venerable whose status is above the six stars of the Holy Martial Arts!

Among the people who joined the Holy Martial Hall, almost no one was unaware of the existence of the Martial Venerable. His status in the Holy Martial Hall is like the status of Qilin Song Wendong in the outside world, that is the supreme king of the Holy Martial Hall!

In the Holy Martial Hall, there have never been rumors about how strong Martial Venerable really is, and almost all the personnel of the Holy Martial Hall know that Martial Venerable seems to have the strength that is not inferior to that of a Divine Beast-level martial artist!

But it's a pity, I don't know why, Lord Wuzun has never been recognized by other divine beast-level warriors and obtained his own title of divine beast.

Most of the martial artists in the Holy Martial Hall even believed that Lord Wuzun didn't care about the so-called title of Divine Beast at all, and even if he didn't have this title, it would still not damage Lord Wuzun's reputation.

Alarm Lord Wuzun? Gao Yan looked at Ferrero's wide back, and secretly guessed in his heart: "Won't it?" ā€

Bai Sheng looked at Gao Yan, the two looked at each other, it has been so long since he entered the Holy Martial Hall, and he has never seen Lord Wuzun, can he get the light of Qin Fen today and meet Lord Wuzun, who is rumored to be comparable to a divine beast-level powerhouse?

(To be continued)