An old man in a black martial robe looked at Fan Yi and the three of them and said:

"The three of you are also here to ring the bell, so come forward."

As soon as the old man finished speaking.

Bai Yanfeng had long been eager to try and walked out first.

Fan Yi and Jiang Jixue followed closely.

The old man of the boatman glanced at the old man in the black robe, and he stayed to see the result.

The old man in the black robe glanced Bai Yanfeng up and down, and said:

"You can hit the knocking bell with your fist before and after, remember, this bell is ineffective for spiritual power, and it is ineffective for the realm of martial arts, only with the power of the body and blood."

When they heard this, the faces of the three of them showed stunned expressions.

I can't imagine that there is such a rule.

If you don't punch with spiritual power, which monk will you choose?

Seeing that there were still many men and women who were puzzled, the old man in the black robe said patiently:

"Cultivators, first cultivate their physique, so they have a quenching realm, and then perceive the aura, which is called the spiritual realm."

"How much spiritual energy can be carried depends on the body and blood, so knocking on the mountain bell is the most basic test, you don't have to doubt."

"Alright, until you punch."

When Bai Yanfeng heard this, he approached the bronze bell, then stood still for a moment, adjusted his body and smashed his fist on the bronze bell.

"Boom!"

One more punch.

"Boom!"

After five punches, the bronze bell failed to ring again.

The old man in the black robe nodded and said:

"Yes, five rings. Stand over there, and the old man will take you up the mountain later. ”

Bai Yanfeng shook his head helplessly, and had to stand with the person who rang the bronze bell before.

Jiang Jixue glanced at Fan Yi and whispered:

"Let me try it first."

Fan Yi nodded.

Jiang Jixue also approached the bronze bell, but the time to adjust her internal breath before punching was longer than Bai Yanfeng.

Then the woman threw a punch.

"Boom!"

One more punch.

"Boom!"

After seven rings, no matter how she punches, the bronze bell is still quiet.

The old man in the black robe smiled:

"Yes, yes, yes, girl, please wait over there."

Jiang Jixue did not look at the old man in the black martial robe, but showed a smug smile when she looked at Fan Yi.

Fan Yi frowned, and approached the bronze bell.

He reached out and touched the bronze bell, only to feel that the whole body of the bell was hot, as if it was being burned by flames, but the color was still the same.

The old man in the black robe urged:

"Hit the knocking bell, don't delay everyone's time."

When everyone heard this, they also laughed.

"Let him strike the bronze bell, but touch it there, can he communicate with the bronze bell by touching it, and ring it a few more times?"

"Haha, it seems that this kid has heard of the knocking bell for the first time, so he is confused!"

"Hit, rub what! We're still in line! ”

Fan Yi ignored the words of those people, and then withdrew a little, and began to set up a fist posture.

Heart:

"You can't use spiritual power, and you can't use the fist intent domain field, then let me try, how is this physique!"

A fist slammed into the bronze bell.

"Boom!" The sound is crisp and long.

One more punch!

"Boom!" It's more crisp.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The seventh punch, the bronze bell rings seven times!

The young man who punched on the side, his face was still as usual.

The old man in the black robe kept his eyes firmly on Fan Yi's body, his face full of anticipation.

"Boom! Boom! ”

Nine rings! Another nine rings!

The old man in the black martial robe looked very excited, and he just wanted to look up to the sky and roar, and wanted to shout: Martial Sect will last forever!

The old man in the black robe was never an ordinary person, but he still endured it.

And the onlookers all showed envious expressions on their faces.

It seems that another elder will soon come to receive the man.

That's when it happened.

"Boom!"

The bronze bell rang again.

I saw one of Fan Yi's fists fall steadily on the bronze bell.

Ten rings! The bell rang ten times!

The old man in the black robe was stunned.

He shook his head violently, trying to keep himself calm, hoping it wasn't an auditory hallucination.

The old man in the black robe walked up to Fan Yi and hurriedly asked:

"Ten rings?"

Fan Yi nodded.

The old man in the black martial robe instantly stretched out his hands to hug Fan Yi's shoulders, as if he had obtained a treasure and refused to let go.

He asked excitedly:

"From which city are you from? Is it Draco City or Tiger City? ”

Fan Yi shook his head again and replied:

"Rongcheng."

The old man in the martial robe repeated:

"Rongcheng! It turned out to be Rongcheng! ”

“…！”

"Where is Rongcheng, why don't I have any impression at all, it's really damned!"

Fan Yi only felt speechless for a while at the old man in the black martial robe in front of him.

Sure enough, at this moment, someone raised his head and shouted:

"Wu Zong! Someone again! ”

Brush! Everyone looked at the top of the mountain.

"More than one elder, it's three!"

Indeed, there were three people in purple robes, who were going straight down against the wind.

You must know that in the Martial Sect, the person who can wear a purple martial robe also represents the ranking of the Martial Sect's combat power, which is the strength of the second echelon.

The second is the black robe, which is the third echelon.

is a red martial robe again, and he is actually a core disciple of the inner gate, which is the fourth echelon.

As for the first echelon, there is only one person in the white martial robe, who is the current head of the martial sect.

Such characters rarely show their faces in the sect, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are giants of the netherworld.

As he spoke, the three men had already come to the bronze bell.

The old man in the black martial robe, who presided over the test, did not have a look of shock on his face when he saw the three of them coming.

In his opinion.

If someone rings the bell ten times, it will not be surprising if the head of the sect comes in person.

The old man in the black robe clasped his fists at the visitor and said:

"Elder Qi, Elder Hong, and Elder Ye, why have you all come down the mountain?"

The purple martial robe is the elder of the Martial Sect, and the affairs of the entire sect are discussed and decided by the four people.

Only when the sect is in danger does it need to be notified to deal with it.

Elder Qi's full name is Qi Yuanming, the head of the four elders.

The other three elders are Hong Gong, Ye Yuyi and Zhou Tong.

It's just that Elder Zhou Tong is not in the sect today, so he has not come.

Speaking of Zhou Tongzhen, it is the person who sent a letter to Fan Yi from the old man to hand it over.

Qi Yuanming said with a smile:

"Didn't Deacon Cai knowingly ask? There is a chosen son at the foot of the sect, if I don't come faster, in case someone is taken away by another sect, it will be a big trouble. ”

Deacon Cai You made a solemn look and said:

"Elder Qi is too worried, who still has the courage to dare to rob people on my Martial Sect's territory."

"Isn't that going to the toilet with a lantern and looking for death?"

Qi Yuanming waved his hand and said:

"It's always right to be cautious, and not to mention this, which one is the one who rang the bronze bell ten times?"

Cai You hurriedly approached Fan Yi, grabbed the young man's arm, and pulled the person to say:

"Elder Yuqi, it's him, from Rong City."

Cai You didn't have time to ask Fan Yi's name.

Qi Yuanming looked Fan Yi up and down for a moment, then took a deep breath and asked:

"Are you Fan Yi?"

Fan Yi was a little stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said in his heart: "How can this elder still know about me?" ”

He hurriedly saluted Qi Rongming with his fists and replied:

"Rongcheng Fan Yi, I've seen Elder Qi!"

Qi Yuanming nodded.