I don't know how many years the big bell of the Guishou Heavenly Palace hasn't rang, but every time it makes a sound, it indicates that something big is about to happen. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Just because this bell is a real high-grade holy artifact - the holy bell of the question, and it is a high-grade holy weapon without the slightest damage!

And as soon as this bell rings, everyone must immediately stop what they are doing, no matter what!

This is the rule of the Guishou Heavenly Palace, and this regulation is like the two hundred and seven bones, which exist in the body and soul of everyone in the Heavenly Palace.

So, everybody came out of the room, and they looked in one direction, into the distant clouds, from where the sound came from.

Of course, there are exceptions, Wang Xuan is still soaking in the spiritual spring, and the sound of the bell does not seem to affect him, but his expression is very useful.

He seemed to be enjoying the bell, enjoying the sound of heaven.

At the same time, the Heavenly Palace was completely lively.

Tens of thousands of people in the Heavenly Palace all walked out of their respective rooms at this time, and those who were in retreat also walked out of the secret rooms, and even the disciples who were defecating also popped out of the latrine, looking at the clouds with solemn eyes, as if they couldn't pull out the stool without looking.

They had no suspicion that someone had deliberately rung the bell, because no one could ring it, only it could cause it.

The high-grade holy weapon's strict requirements for users are enough to make everyone in the Heavenly Palace embarrassed.

Except for the man, and the emperor!

These two people have become legends, and they are not included in what we call the general stream.

The bell was still ringing, and there were more people looking up at the sky, just two breaths, and the time that disappeared almost in the blink of an eye gathered everyone in the heavenly palace to do the same thing.

In a forbidden place in the Heavenly Palace, the jungle is dense, and many trees are so tall that they cannot be described in words, they cover the sky and the sun, and they want to compete with the Heavenly Gong!

Among them, there are countless fierce beasts and fierce birds, and the breath on each beast is enough to kill Wang Xuan 10,000 times in seconds!

All the beasts bowed their bodies and fell on the earth, and they also looked in the direction of the sky, but they did not look at the sky.

It's a middle-aged man dressed in black!

This man, standing on top of a lonely tree, had almost reached the edge of the clouds, and he stood like that, as if the sky was going to be pierced by him!

All the beasts were convinced, and their eyes were shocked and respectful.

Only the man, whose eyes were dark and sad, looked quietly into the clouds, and the sound of the bell was so familiar that it woke him from his slumber.

At the same time, the four young Dingjun of the Chaotian Tower also poked their heads out of the Chaotian Tower, and there was a different kind of movement in their hearts, which was a sense of belonging, a sense of home.

The bell was melodious, but dull and profound, and it rang so loudly that it disturbed everyone. But after hearing it, everyone's heart calmed down, and they only heard the quaint bell echoing in the sky, as if it had been ringing for a century.

They are all in a strange state, as if the bell does not stop, and they will continue to listen like this, listening to this Zen sound, listening to the sound that is peaceful and passionate at this time.

Gui Qianqian stood beside Gui Wu, for the first time, she didn't mess around, she didn't make any noise, and the little leopard in her arms also opened her eyes at this time, but there was confusion and fear in her eyes.

It curled its head, its body tightly wrapped in the warmth of its embrace.

The clouds finally broke, but what appeared was not a big bell, but lines of words.

The clouds form the shape of the handwriting, and these words are not pretty, but they can never be said to be ugly, because these words are wanton and arrogant, with the uninhibited look at this world!

These words are the words chosen by the king!

"Persistence is like an abyss, and it is a line that gradually enters death;

Persistence is like dust, and it is in vain to return;

Attachment is like tears, it is a broken drop into the heart, broken and scattered.

Persistent and quiet, persistent and determined.

Calm your mind and keep your will, and you will reach the Tao. ”

When these words appeared, they triggered a sword light in the sky, and now they made the Holy Bell of Dao Ask roar!

It's just that only a few people can see the sword light in the sky, but this time the roar of the holy bell is firmly engraved in everyone's hearts.

Everyone was deep in thought, they looked at the words and for the first time felt that they hadn't done enough!

Each of them may be on the road, but not all of them are persistent!

Even if you are gradually dying, even if your efforts are in vain, even if you are broken and scattered, you must be persistent!

Only perseverance can calm down and keep your mind!

This is a path that will lead them to the right direction, and these few words will completely change the lives of all of them!

Confused, there is no Guishou Heavenly Palace from now on!

Give up, these two words are removed from the dictionary!

Persistent heart, pure son dare to be!

Everyone seems to be able to foresee that after this holy bell, there will definitely be a prosperous era, a prosperous era belonging to the Guishou Heavenly Palace!

The bell finally stopped, and the words on the clouds slowly dissipated, and all this was about to come to an end.

Cultivators continue to cultivate, and those who have fun think about their own lives, they may have been confused, but at this moment, their thirst for power is extremely strong!

Asking the Holy Bell, it will only ring when the Heavenly Palace is in danger!

This is already an eternal law in their hearts, and in order for the bell to no longer ring, they are willing to spend their blood and use their youth to guard this place they love.

Not everyone thinks this way, but even if you come back from your lost path, it's worth it!

The teachers have different ideas in their hearts than the students.

They only know that among this year's freshmen, there is an amazing young man, his name is Wang Xuan!

The scroll he had written was now blank, because the words on it had dissipated from the paper and were imprinted on their hearts.

A correct explanation of the countenance!

Desperate for love!

Compassion for the world!

And, of course, there is the definition of attachment!

A boy who is less than thirteen years old, an immortal legend of the Heavenly Palace, seems to be going to continue.

Will he be the third person in the legend, or will he surpass those two people and become the first person in the Heavenly Palace?

The teachers' hearts were shocked, and they were so enthusiastic that they forgot that they had to continue reading the answer sheets below.

After all, Wang Xuan is not the only one who participates in the test.

In the school, there was silence, only the rustle of paper rubbing.

Everyone knew what was going on, but Wang Xuan didn't know, for he was still busy, thinking, hesitating.

Should I dive down and take a good look at the spring?" )