In the depths of a sea of clouds, there is a huge palace called the White Bone Dao Palace.

This White Bone Dao Palace was not the White Bone Dao Palace where Qingyang was back then, but the White Bone Dao Palace rebuilt by another group of people who left with that innate Dao forbidden.

Over the years, they have been very contradictory, on the one hand, because they can't escape to integrate into this heaven and earth, on the other hand, if they are integrated into this heaven and earth, then the innate Dao ban will no longer carry a qiē as before, and all the disciples will have more freedom, no longer lose a qiē after leaving the Dao Palace, which makes it difficult for those in the Dao Palace who want to revive the Dao Palace to accept, but those young disciples will feel happy, because in their hearts, for the belonging of the Dao Palace, It is not as deep as those monks of the older generation, in their hearts, they still have the dream of traveling the world, if they are still as before, they are always like kites, no matter how high they fly, there are lines pulling underneath, and they cannot really transform into wings and become birds flying freely in the heavens and the earth.

At this time, there were disciples in front of the White Bone Dao Palace who were facing the heaven and earth and exhaling spiritual energy, looking at the world, in order to nourish their minds, and at the moment when they saw the chaos bell ringing, someone immediately flew to report that the palace master Kuzhu and the deacon elder Lei Dong, but they had already come out when the first bell rang, and the disciple who wanted to report turned around and saw Kuzhu and the deacon elder Lei Dong who had been sitting in the palace all the year round standing behind him, looking at the giant bell.

"Palace Master, is that the Chaos Bell of our White Bone Dao Palace? ”

Although Kuzhu is the palace master, he is very easy-going to all the disciples on weekdays, so everyone likes to talk to him when they have something to say, and he also likes to point out these juniors, in his eyes, every junior is a relative

"Yes, that's the treasure of our White Bone Dao Palace, the Chaos Bell. Kuzhu looked at the giant bell hanging between heaven and earth, and said with some nostalgia.

A disciple next to him didn't understand and asked, "Why is the treasure of our Dao Palace's Zhen Palace in the hands of outsiders." ”

"He's not an outsider. Kuzhu said: "His name is Qingyang, and he is a disciple of our Dao Palace's mediation and creation, and some of you have created the "Spiritual Heart Vientiane" that some of you practice, and his mediation and creation has reached an unfathomable level. Do you know that this Chaos Bell originally needed a special treasure to ring, because only in that way could the bell ring longer, and the person who rang the Chaos Bell would not be injured by the shock, so only the Founding Patriarch in our Dao Palace could continuously ring the Chaos Bell by himself, except for him, the latecomers, even if they could ring, there was no one who could hold the envoy for a long time. ”

"Why is that?" They only knew that the Chaos Bell could only be shocked and powerful only if it was cultivated to a high level, and they didn't know that ringing the Chaos Bell would cause harm to them.

"Of course, it's because the Chaos Bell is too domineering, if the cultivation is not enough, when the Imperial Envoy Chaos Bell hurts the enemy, it will still hurt himself, so only the mediation and creation can resolve the power of the Chaos Bell's backlash. A disciple next to him said. Obviously, what he practiced was mediation and creation.

In the current Dao Palace, there are very few people who practice mediation and creation, because there are no people in the Dao Palace who mediate and cultivate to a high level, and they are not even excellent, and many disciples don't even know what mediation and creation is like. There are also disciples who practice mediation and creation will know that the first person in the Dao Palace to mediate and create is named Qingyang, but they have never heard of his name and never seen him.

"The mediation creation has reached a high and profound place, and it can dissolve the power of the Chaos Bell's countershock, and what he is now using is the Chaos Eighteen Strikes, which is the most profound in the mediation creation, which can be used to slap the Chaos Bell and break up a qiē method. Kuzhu sighed in his heart, it seemed that Banshan's attainments for this chaotic eighteen dozen were not so high.

"But, palace master, who is that person, the bell is striking on that person's body, he is like being hit by a wave, although he will be stunned, but he will not stop, there should not be many people in the world who can walk in the chaotic bell. A disciple asked.

"Although I haven't seen that person, but the exercises on his body are the nine turns of the Taoist Xuangong, the success of the nine turns, immortal and indestructible, this is the essence of the nine turns of the Xuangong, although I have never seen the Taoist sect of the practice of this exercise can be immortal and immortal, but the biggest feature of this exercise is to resolve the law attached to the body, and the mediation and creation of our Taoist palace has the same effect, in this world, can have some cultivation, and have a grudge against your Qingyang uncle, Only the disciples of the Dao Sect who entered this world with your Uncle Qingyang back then, he should be one of them, that is, one of the famous Dao Ancestors. ”

"Dao Ancestor. ”

"Daozu ......"

The people listening next to them all exclaimed, they didn't know Qingyang as much as they were in awe of Dao Ancestor, when today, the name of Dao Ancestor is known all over the world, and there are countless sects derived from Dao Ancestor's preaching.

Some disciples will also ask why Uncle Qingyang was lonely in this world when he also came to this world.

Over the years, every group of disciples who have just entered the Dao Palace will inquire after knowing that there is such a person, and then slowly forget about it, only knowing that there is such a person, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead.

And now, it finally appeared, this suddenly appeared, and many disciples of the Dao Palace were excited, because for so many years, every time they went out to travel, they would warn not to cause trouble, in their opinion, this was a kind of weakness in the depths of their hearts, and outside, they rarely heard the name of the White Bone Dao Palace. However, now the Uncle Qingyang, who had only heard the name and had never seen it, appeared, and as soon as he appeared, the bell hung for nine days, shaking the world and competing with Dao Ancestor.

When they heard that it was Dao Ancestor, in an instant, there was a feeling of blood boiling.

"We, should we help Uncle Qingyang. Someone asked subconsciously.

Even if the disciples had the heart, they were powerless, and they all looked at their masters and Dao Palace elders, and then Kuzhu said: "This level of battle is no longer something we can interfere with. ”

"When ......"

I saw that the figure of Qingyang next to the giant bell was flipping, and the technique was light on the body of the bell, however, the bell rang, and there was a sense of lightness in this bell that penetrated into the heart and bones, not as dignified as the previous one, between one light and one heavy, there was a feeling of bright stream and dark waves, which turned into two sound waves in front of the master of the Jade Void Palace.

However, the whole person of the Jade Void Palace Lord was actually cut open from his forehead under this invisible sound knife, but the moment it was opened, it only peeled off a layer of shadow, and in the shadow shell, a person walked out towards the firm and towards Qingyang.

Qingyang didn't seem to look at it at all, his body turned around the bell, and his right arm suddenly threw out, this flick was like a whip, directly whipped on the bell.

"Buzz ......"

Another bell rang, but this one bell rang, but it was like the whole sky was resonating. Before the sound fell, Qingyang's figure circled, and his left arm struck the bell again, and the bells were superimposed.

"When ......"

"When ......"

Three bells rang in a row, one voice was still rising, and the other was already up again, at this moment, the Jade Void Palace Lord's footsteps walking in the void suddenly slowed down, and you have a huge mountain pressing on his body, so that the layer of shadow that he was about to peel off was pressed down.

His body continued to grow, as if something was fermenting inside. Slowly, out of his scalp, it was a shadow, the shadow floated up, turned into a huge city, and pressed on the shoulders of the Jade Void Palace Lord

When that city appeared, those who knew it in heaven and earth were shocked.

"That's the magic city. "Those who know the magic city are the original monks of this world, they all know this city and the magic city, and the monks who were not originally in this world, when they saw this city, they couldn't help but be shocked, at most they had only heard that there was such a magic city, but they had never seen it.

"Someone actually wants to kill Dao Ancestor. Someone on the earth looked up and said incredulously.

At this moment, the demon city turned into a huge demon, and the pitch-black demon was lying on his back, licking Dao Ancestor's head.