The strange appearance of the sisters made Ye Chen feel a little uneasy in his heart, and the strange behavior of the two sisters kept flashing in his mind, and all kinds of speculations were born in his heart.

But he definitely has no way to get out now, if he leaves directly, he will definitely be discovered by the two sisters, and then he will be hunted down and killed, it will be really troublesome.

In this case, it is better to stay here with peace of mind, as long as the cultivation recovers, he may not be in danger.

After making up his mind, Ye Chen didn't think much about it, but looked around, and finally his eyes fell on an ancient iron bell located in the corner of the firewood room.

This iron bell is very large, as tall as two Ye Chen, not to mention thousands of catties in weight, and the body of the bell is covered with yellow rust, which can be vaguely seen that under the rust are some divine patterns and ancient characters.

Obviously, this iron bell has been around for some years.

"Huh?"

Just as Ye Chen was looking at the divine patterns and ancient characters on the ancient bell, a strange smell suddenly came out.

This smell is very faint, and if it weren't for Ye Chen's great improvement in condensing his divine sense, I'm afraid there would be no way to detect this smell.

"This seems to smell of blood, this ancient bell must have been here for a long time, how can there be a smell of blood?" Ye Chen's brows furrowed.

After staring at the ancient bell in front of him for a long time, Ye Chen realized that the rust on the ancient bell was not only rust, but also dried blood stains.

The blood stain was not a single speck, but a lot, almost covering the entire body of the bell, as if it had been soaked in blood before.

"How is it possible, if this ancient bell was originally soaked in blood, how could it appear in this firewood room? Who brought it out?" Ye Chen was even more curious in his heart.

This ancient bell is very heavy, not to mention thousands of catties, even the monks of the Yuanying Realm may not be able to carry it, let alone the two sisters of Ding Xuezhi.

And what makes Ye Chen even more strange is why someone would spend so much effort to move this ancient bell out and put it in this firewood room, does this ancient bell contain any secrets?

First the weirdness of the two sisters Ding Xuezhi, and now this mysterious ancient bell, these things made Ye Chen feel uneasy, even if he didn't want to think about it so much and concentrate on recovering from his injuries, he couldn't help but think of these two things in his mind.

On the other side, Ding Xuezhi took Ding Xuening back to her room.

"Sister, why did you leave him behind, did you really believe the little beggar's nonsense, or did you really like him?"

As soon as she entered the door, Ding Xuening asked, pouting and obviously very annoyed that her sister had left Ye Chen behind.

Ding Xuezhi looked at her angry sister, smiled slowly, and said, "Silly sister, it's not that you don't know the identities of the two of us, how can I like someone else casually, sister."

"And now that we're in seclusion here, of course one less person knows about it, so it's a little less dangerous."

"Yes, the more news we have here, the more danger it is, in that case, why did my sister keep that little beggar?" Ding Xuening

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Asked a little puzzled.

"Because he's a source master." Ding Xuezhi said directly.

After Ding Xuening heard this, she showed a look of disdain and said, "Sister, you don't know how rare the source master is, how can he be a little beggar full of lies to be the source master, you really like him."

Ding Xuezhi shook her head slightly and said, "No, actually, I didn't believe it when he said it yesterday, but I believe it now."

"Huh? Why?" Ding Xuening asked.

Ding Xuezhi groaned for a long time before continuing: "Because I took the medicinal herbs to Grandpa Xu, he took a very careful look at the herb that Ye Chen found, and after Grandpa Xu's firmness, that one

It is indeed an elixir, an elixir that many cultivators dream of. If Ye Chen wasn't a source master, it would be impossible to discover the elixir hidden underground."

"Is it really an elixir?" Ding Xuening was a little shocked, but she still said a little strangely, "But that little beggar doesn't have any fluctuations in the True Yuan Aura on his body, how can he be a Source Master?"

The source master is one of the three major professions, even if it is only the lowest-level first-grade source master, he can still mix like a fish in water among many major sects, and he will definitely not be as downtrod as Ye Chen.

"To be able to discover an elixir, even if you are not a source master, you must have some source master's ability, as for why he is so down, I am a little strange." Ding Xuezhi's eyes were a little complicated, and she continued: "And Grandpa Xuan also said that even if Ye Chen is not a real source master, he must be a person who has the talent of a source master and has learned the secret art of the source master, if he can successfully cultivate the Immortal Source Record, he may be able to ...... it for us in the future."

Ding Xuezhi wanted to speak and stopped, but did not finish her words, as if she was taboo about something.

"Sister, what do you mean by this that Grandpa Xuan wants to teach the "Underworld Record" to that little beggar? No, no, that little beggar doesn't look like a good person at first glance, if he successfully cultivates the "Immortal Source Record", wouldn't we ........." Ding Xuening was shocked and shook her head desperately.

Ding Xuezhi naturally knew what her sister wanted to say, shook her head slightly, and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa Xuan didn't say that he must teach him the "Immortal Source Record", but Grandpa Xuan doesn't have much time, and now Ye Chen is probably the only chance, if his character is credible and teach him the "Immortal Source Record", we won't have to live this kind of hiding and hiding life in the future."

Hearing Ding Xuezhi's words, Ding Xuening's eyes also showed a hint of brilliance, and she didn't say anything more in the end.

They had been hiding for too long, and if someone could really successfully cultivate the Underworld Records and enter the Netherworld to get rid of that one, it would be an excellent thing for them.

It's just this Ye Chen, Ding Xuening never felt that he was reliable.

But she also knows that there is probably no other choice at the moment, and she can only hope that he is not a person with a very bad character.

......

While the two sisters were talking, in the firewood room in the backyard, Ye Chen was unable to enter the cultivation state several times in a row, and finally simply stood next to the ancient bell and continued to study the ancient bell.

This ancient bell is very strange, covered with rust, surrounded by circles of ancient characters

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On the body of the bell, there is a very strange charm.

The words on it were very ancient, and Ye Chen could only recognize a few words intermittently.

From the words he recognized, Ye Chen probably guessed that this ancient bell should be recording a major event a long time ago.

It's just that the words on it are too ancient, and Ye Chen has no way to recognize them all, so he can't know what the things recorded on it are.

Standing next to the ancient bell, Ye Chen looked at it for a long time, his fingers couldn't help but fall on the body of the bell, and stroked it on the ancient characters of the god pattern on it, and a cold breath entered his body from his fingertips.

"It's so weird, it's strange how this ancient bell has such a weird chill?" Ye Chen withdrew his fingers and frowned.

Although he didn't recognize what the words engraved on the ancient bell were talking about, he could see that this ancient bell was actually just a very ordinary material refined, not a cherished material, but this ancient bell was really heavy, just now Ye Chen also tried to lift it, but it didn't move, not to mention the weight of 10,000 catties.

"What the hell is this?"

Ye Chen's brows furrowed, and he clenched his fist and tapped lightly on the body of the bell.

"Hum!"

He used very little force, but a very terrible sound came out of the bell's body.

The bell is booming

Ming, with the posture of shattering the sky, if it weren't for Ye Chen's speed, I'm afraid even the eardrum would have been shaken through.

The bell rang three times and stopped, Ye Chen looked at the iron bell in front of him with a shocked face, and said to himself: "What a terrible iron bell, just a light knock can have such a terrible sound come out, if it is used to fight, wouldn't it be able to shock the opponent to death in an instant?"

At the same time, Ye Chen's heart also had a hint of happiness, fortunately, the true yuan in his body could not be mobilized, otherwise he was afraid that just now he would have to run the true yuan towards this iron bell, and now he can make such a terrifying sound just by striking lightly, if he uses the true yuan to bombard, the power that erupts will still be there?

There was another smell of blood coming from the iron bell.

Ye Chen smelled this smell, his heart became more and more strange, and he couldn't help but walk over again, keeping the iron bell with both hands, and using all the strength of his body, wanting to lift the iron bell to see what was inside.

He always felt that there must be something strange in this ancient bell.

An ancient iron bell, even if it has been soaked in blood all year round, but the blood stains on it have dried up and turned into rust, and it stands to reason that there is no smell of blood.

"Could it be that there is a corpse inside?"

Ye Chen's brows furrowed, and he forcibly mobilized a trace of the true yuan within the dantian.

Zhenyuan attached himself to his hands, and with a fierce force, he lifted the iron bell slightly.

As soon as the iron bell was lifted, Ye Chen immediately smelled a very strange smell, I can't tell what it felt, it was a bit like the smell of blood, but it wasn't quite like it, and he seemed to feel a breathing rate, but the breathing rate was very slow, not like the speed of a person's breathing.

Most importantly, he sensed that there was indeed something inside the ancient clock, but it was not a human breath.

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