On Qingyang Mountain, isolated from the world, a melodious bell sounded.

One, two, three...... The long bell echoed in the mountains and forests, and everyone who heard it stopped what they were doing and carefully understood the information contained in the bell.

There is no rule for Qingyangguan to ring the bell, it doesn't matter whether it is the rhythm or the number of times the bell is ringed, the important thing is to perform the magic power when the bell is ringed, and the things to be notified are contained in the bell, so that all those who hear the bell can understand.

This is a very mysterious skill, although it is quite simple to say, but if you want to do it beautifully, the bell sounds melodious and calm, and the meaning is clear and accurate, but you need to know a variety of spells - this is a typical "small in the big", but anyone who can do this well is qualified to start a sect in the world and be recognized by all factions in the world.

Why do you say that? Because to start a sect, you need to preach, and preaching requires you to widely explain your meaning to a group of disciples, and this requires the same skill as ringing a bell and preaching.

Because of this, "ringing the bell" is a very solemn and sacred work in all major sects, and there is a joke in the casual practice: "What is a generation of grandmasters?" Just ring the bell. ”

And the bell of Qingyangguan this time conveys a sad message: the two patriarchs of the twenty-fourth generation Fang and Lin have already sat in the cave.

Hearing the sound of the bell, the disciples of all generations, whether they were idle or busy, all stopped what they were doing, and even many cultivators immediately went out of the customs, sorted out their appearances, and then went to the Patriarch Hall.

In the small square outside the Patriarch Hall, which is also suspended, the usually inconspicuous big bell is being ringing non-stop. The person who rang the bell was about twenty years old, wearing a pale blue robe, and he was a disciple of the twenty-seventh generation. However, there are several half-thumb-sized patterns on his cuffs and hem, which proves that although he has not been cultivating for a long time, he has achieved many achievements worthy of recognition and commemoration, and it can be said that he is the last.

The uncles and ancestors walked by one by one, casting surprised and appreciative glances from time to time, but Wu Xie was a little uneasy in these gazes.

He really didn't understand, why did he want to let himself ring the bell?

Shouldn't this kind of thing come according to generations? Even if the reserved status of the ancestor generation is not suitable for this kind of thing, there are still uncles!

For example, Uncle Jiang'an, let's say Uncle Zhang Long...... They are all characters who have condensed into the true element, and they all have the ability to contain information in the bells, and most of them can do better than themselves!

But I wonder and summarize, but the orders of the real person in charge cannot but be carried out.

He didn't know the way, not far behind, also suspended in the air, a little shorter than the Patriarch Hall, but the location was more conspicuous in the Qingyangguan Hall, Shaoguang Zhenren was one step behind, standing beside Patriarch Zhang, and watching Wu Xie who rang the bell with him.

"If the weight is light, tepid, this kid has fully mastered the subtle use of the true yuan, and he is almost about to reach the middle stage of the Ning Yuan realm." Patriarch Zhang nodded slightly, "It only took eight years...... At that time, I was in retreat for ten years before I completely stabilized the Ning Yuan realm, and it took me almost thirty years to reach the middle stage of Ning Yuan. In this way, it has been praised as 'brave and diligent, and qualified'......"

"Master, you're okay, it took me almost fifty years to reach the middle stage of the Ning Yuan Dynasty." Shaoguang Zhenren smiled, "If you take Wu Xie as a reference, we are probably all poorly qualified and unworthy of cultivation." ”

Patriarch Zhang was obviously in a good mood, and laughed several times: "There are two happy events today, the first is that the two teachers and nephews are finally freed from their suffering, go to reincarnation, and embark on the path of seeking the Tao again; Then the twenty-seventh generation added two more Ning Yuan real people...... Young people continue to grow up, and I, an old man, am not only relieved, but also really feel the passage of time! ”

He couldn't help but sigh: "I remember that back then, I had just stepped into the innate realm, and I went to the White Emperor Pavilion with the elders to watch the ceremony, and presented the White Emperor Pavilion elders to the Upper Realm. At that time, the master once sighed, saying that the White Emperor Pavilion has many talents, and in the next few hundred years, it should be the head of the righteous path...... In a blink of an eye, the years have passed, and a thousand years have passed......"

"Master Ancestor ......" Shaoguang Zhenren just wanted to say something, when he suddenly felt the breath on the old man in front of him move slightly, giving birth to a trace of ethereal meaning, and couldn't help but show surprise and joy, "You still Danba?!" ”

"Well, just broke through." Patriarch Zhang said lightly, "I probably realized the passage of time just now, and finally broke through the last layer of heart barriers...... After a while I started retreat to prepare for the tribulation. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but smile again: "I thought that I could only stay in the realm of returning Dan to the seventh turn in this life, and I would end my life." Unexpectedly, when he saw the younger generations grow up and had some insights in his heart, he let go of his attachment to the inheritance of the sect, and instead broke through the most difficult level. Hehe, I also turned to the heavens, I didn't expect that I also had this opportunity to meet the heavenly calamity and knock on the gate of heaven! ”

"Master, you have cultivated profoundly, and you will definitely be able to survive the tribulation smoothly!"

"I'm very confident that the tribulation is successful." Patriarch Zhang was not deliberately modest, and naturally admitted this, "In the past hundreds of years, I have already accumulated enough, even if I forcibly cross the tribulation with the Seven Turns of the Returning Dan, it is not without a chance. Now that Dan has become eight turns, it is natural that the tribulation will succeed. ”

"It's just......" he turned around and looked at Shaoguang Zhenren, "After I succeed in the tribulation, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in the world for a long time, and I will soon soar; Senior Brother Lu had used the secret method of depleting Shouyuan, and he should have been seated in the last thirty years...... Without the two of us who are still in charge, I'm afraid that many people will have a peep at this sect, so you have to deal with it properly. ”

"Rest assured! The disciples must use thunderous means to deter Xiaoxiao, so that all factions in the world can see the essence of their own sect, and dare not give birth to those ghost realm thoughts! Shaoguang Zhenren replied categorically, and his eyes were even more murderous.

Among the twenty-fifth generation disciples of Qingyangguan, Xu Shaoguang was originally known for his fierceness and aggressiveness, if it weren't for the fact that his senior brother He Zhushi had a plain and easy-going personality, he was persuaded more than once, but I was afraid that he would have fought many battles...... Now that He Zhushi is no longer there, he has become the head of Qingyang Guan, although he usually tries to be as modest as possible, but at the critical moment, his choice will definitely be completely different from that of his senior brother!

Patriarch Zhang looked at the killing intent exuded from Shaoguang Zhenren's body, and sighed slightly in his heart.

Rigid is easy to break, Xu Shaoguang is strong like this, but I am afraid that it may not be the blessing of this door!

He remembered that after a group of seniors such as Bai Emperor Pavilion Platinum soared, it was under the leadership of the new head Bai Yingming that they fought several battles in three hundred years.

Although these battles have played the prestige of the White Emperor Pavilion's sword out of fearlessness and sweeping all directions, they have also caused considerable losses to the elites in the sect, and even the backbone of the sect that has been passed down from generation to generation The "Five Great Clans" have been in short supply. If it weren't for the fact that a sword-abandoning disciple was born out of thin air, and a sword in his hand suppressed the evil in the world, I am afraid that the evil factions in the world would have already joined forces to fight the White Emperor Pavilion!

Now the situation of Qingyang Temple is similar to that of the White Emperor Pavilion back then, but there is no second abandoned sword disciple in the world who can control Kyushu with a sword......

He sighed secretly, turned around again, and looked at the junior disciples who were going to the ancestral hall to worship Fang and Lin.

These junior disciples are indeed better than their time. The number of people is higher, the cultivation is higher, and the temperament is more calm and reliable.

"Maybe this is what all the factions in the world must go through, just as water has waves, and sects have high and low tides. After so many years of dedicated development, this course is finally about to usher in a climax...... It's also a matter of course. ”

He thought secretly, and set his eyes on Wu Xie again.

Wu Xie rang the bell unhurriedly, the magic weapon that could almost be called the most difficult to control in this sect, was like an ordinary bronze bell in front of him, slowly emitting a melodious sound. In the voice, the life and achievements of the two patriarchs Fang and Lin were clearly explained, and while mourning, they were also full of longing for the future and firm confidence that the sect would be carried forward.

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, who would have thought that the bell would actually be struck by a new disciple who had been cultivating for less than sixty years!

Seeing this scene and listening to the melodious bell, Patriarch Zhang's mood gradually calmed down again.

"Although the Sword Forsaken Disciple is gone, there are also outstanding disciples in this sect. With Wu Jie's achievements, even if he can't reach the height of abandoning swords in the future, he will definitely be able to defend his own door. My worries are a bit unnecessary! ”

He smiled slightly, calmly stepped out of the hall, and his figure gradually faded.

From now on, he had to concentrate on retreat until he was fully prepared, and then he would go out to meet the Heavenly Tribulation and walk towards the final end of the countless monks in this earthly world who had been practicing penance for many lifetimes.

Perhaps, just like the White Emperor Pavilion back then, with his ascension, the gate will also usher in a climactic period. But he firmly believed that he would only receive a steady stream of good news from the disciples who would ascend in the Upper Realm!

Each school has its own highs and lows, but not necessarily every high tide will be followed by a low tide. With a disciple like Wu Xie taking over the heavy responsibility, what else is there to worry about?

Watching Patriarch Zhang go away, Shaoguang Zhenren smiled and returned to the main hall.

As the real person in charge, he has a lot to do. Especially the distribution of benefits related to the sect - this kind of thing, the disciples of Qingyangguan, who have always admired freedom and pure cultivation, have always regarded it as fire and water, and avoided it, and only a few freaks like him are willing to waste their time on cultivation to deal with these boring things.

"Fortunately, people like me are always easier to find." Shaoguang Zhenren smiled self-deprecatingly and opened several files.

The melodious sound of the bell echoes among the mountains and fields.