There are two directions for the cultivation of the Chaos Bell, one is subtle, and the other is domineering, but no matter which one it is, Zuihou will be the same way.

In the end, the kind of domineering will not be able to be heard by the naked ear, and that subtle sound can finally disperse a person's body and soul in an instant.

Therefore, the highest level of the bell of the Chaos Bell is the kind of back-to-basics neutrality and peace. Even the thunder that Qingyang had just revealed couldn't tell whether it was extremely domineering or subtle.

He was surprised by Qingyang again, the Dao Palace is so big, there are Tianzi haode in each hall, and there are those who have gone to other shijie to get the chance, originally ordinary, and after coming back, they will be reborn and generally come back. What is strong today may be the weak of tomorrow.

However, Lei Jingtian had never had such worries, he had always been at the forefront of his peers in the Dao Palace, and in the past few decades, he felt that his cultivation was no longer below most of the hall masters. But at this time, he found that this Qingyang was indeed a little unfathomable like the rumors.

"Senior Brother Lei, I'm going to take this person back to the Dao Palace, but it's a pity that Senior Brother Jin Chi died in an unknown way. Qingyang said.

"Although Senior Brother Qingyang brought it, I didn't expect that he was really the one who took the house from the Star Palace, and I don't know how many such people there are in our Dao Palace. Lei Jingtian said with some emotion.

"Although I don't know how many, but it definitely won't be just this one, this is because they see the contradictions in our Dao Palace, so we must be absolutely stable at this time now, and we can't have any infighting in our Dao Palace, otherwise, in this Zhongyuan Shijie for more than 10,000 years, the independent Baidao Dao Palace will collapse overnight, just like the Pantheon in the past. Qingyang's voice was very sincere, and the pantheon in Zuihou made Lei Jing's heart tighten.

The Pantheon is an existence that is not weaker than the White Bone Dao Palace, but it died out overnight, and the hand of the White Bone Dao Palace that participated in the division of the Pantheon existed.

After confirming that this golden pool was indeed taken away, he couldn't help but think back to what the golden pool had said and done in the past ten years, and it seemed that he had a great increase in his evil feelings towards the immortal vein in the past ten years, and his heart suddenly became vigilant.

"Senior Brother Qingyang means that I understand, so according to Senior Brother's opinion, what should I do?" asked Lei Jingtian.

"I don't think it's hard to sit down and talk, talk about the dissatisfaction in each other's hearts, and listen to each other's opinions about themselves, and then ask yourself and think about it, and there will be results, which is not difficult to do. Qingyang said.

"This is Lao Cheng's words, junior brother, you can take him back to the Dao Palace first, and I will tell you everything today. Lei said in shock.

"Okay, then there is Senior Brother Lao. Qingyang's words fell, and he suddenly slapped the gray soul he was holding in his hand on Jin Chi's forehead, and the soul had already been slapped back into Jin Chi's body, but there was also an extra sigil on his forehead, making him unconscious.

Qingyang didn't find that Wang Jinglin this time, but had a different start from the thunderous world. He directly took Jin Chi back to the White Bone Dao Palace, and handed this person into the hands of the Patriarch of the Mid-Levels. The rest of nature doesn't need Qingyang to pay attention to it, and there is a half-level ancestor to do it.

He went back to the Tianyan Hall directly, and he didn't go anywhere, he just devoted himself to practicing, and after returning from chasing and killing Fa Yuan, he was in the whirlpool of Shijie destruction for more than 20 years, but on the way back, he was distracted and realized the kind of Dharma meaning that went deep into his bone marrow.

This time when he came back, he deeply felt the undercurrent in the Dao Palace, which made him feel a little frightened, and the hand of the Star Hall quietly stretched out into the Dao Palace, and now although one was caught, Qingyang was sure that there must be something that had not been discovered.

As for the matter of the Fa Yuan that he said without regrets, he did not pursue the true image, not because he didn't want to, but because he felt that now was not the time, and what he had to do now was to comprehend the subtle Dharma meaning in his heart.

Sitting in the Tianyan Palace, keeping one side quiet, he didn't go to the desert shijie, there are most of the junior brothers and sisters of the Tianyan Palace, and not only the junior brothers and sisters of the Tianyan Palace, but also the disciples of other halls, even if there is something, there will definitely be a solution.

He took out the Forty-Nine Xuanhuang Pagoda, this tower is a rare treasure of the mediation and creation lineage, but now it is too seriously injured, and Qingyang has taken down one of the thirty-six magic bells. Now take out the 49 Xuanhuang Pagoda and take a closer look, and find that there are small cracks on this tower, and the aura is dim.

He understood that this Nian Sijiu Xuanhuang Pagoda, which had been inherited in the Dao Palace for tens of thousands of years, was really hurting the fundamentals, and if he wanted to refine it back to its original state, he really didn't know how many heaven and earth spiritual objects would need to be integrated into it.

In the middle of his thoughts, the golden light on the Sijiu Xuanhuang Pagoda shook, and a ball of golden light fell to the ground like the wind, and when the golden light dissipated, there were more things on the ground.

The things in this are all on the two people of the Netherworld Soul Devouring Sect, and the other is on Fa Yuan. Fa Yuan's people had been turned into dust at the moment they were suppressed into the tower, just like those two people from the Nether Soul Devouring Sect, the situation was urgent at that time, so Qing Yang was a hot hand as soon as he made a move, so they didn't even have time to speak, this was really Qing Yang's fear that Fa Yuan would flee again.

There are not many things left in this Forty-Nine Xuanhuang Pagoda, only a few, but every one left is a spiritual object.

Among them, there is the spirit pool that the Fa Yuan killed the master and took away, the spirit pool was exposed on the ground, the spirit pool was a small pool-like thing, square, a cloud of chaotic brilliance shrouded, just appeared, there was vitality in the void towards the spirit pool to gather, into the spirit pool turned into a gray mist.

Once the spirit pool is established, it is like a small shijie, and it can refine the vitality of this Zhongyuan shijie as its own spiritual power all the time. But the spiritual pool established by each person has his own strong imprint and breath, and the Fa Yuan has taken it for his own use, although he has a spiritual pool, he has not made an inch for so many years.

The other thing was a black flag, and there were seven bells hanging on it, which was the treasure of the Fa Yuan's refining, and there was nothing else besides these two.

This made Qing Yang feel a sigh in his heart, Fa Yuan used to mediate a lineage and was also a famous figure, but now it has dispersed like dust, and a life is passing away like this.

Qingyang couldn't help but think of a sentence he heard when he was a child, the beauty of life lies in the fact that he only has one time, and once he dies, he cannot return, and the awe-inspiring place of life is also that it is only once, and there can be no restart.

He couldn't help but think of the reincarnation in the sword river shijie, thinking of the underworld there, his heart was fierce, and he said secretly: "I have been in the sword river shijie for a long time, and I don't think this reincarnation is how, but in this Zhongyuan shijie, there is no reincarnation that is said, death is eternal destruction, and it cannot be recovered." And there is reincarnation in the sword river shijie, which is a great attraction for the people of the middle land shijie. ”

Thinking of this, he didn't even have the interest to look at the things left behind by the two people of the Netherworld Soul Devouring Sect, and he only focused on cultivating. Time passes bit by bit, like the tide in the darkness, silently, eroding people's souls and lives.

Qingyang meditated in the Tianyan Palace, and he was in the same place without regrets, and he couldn't wait for him to come out, even if he came out, he was only walking around, and no one paid attention to her.

In the extreme north, the non-grasping real person is still sitting there, since he came here, he has been sitting for more than 20 years, these more than 20 years, he is calm like the bluestone under his seat, many people have come to his place, whether it is one person or several people, no one dares to attack him, he let others peep, as long as others do not move him.

Around him, there is a flower that gathers and scatters invisible, manifesting in no way, sometimes like a woman in red, dressed in red mist and fragrant, sometimes it is a strange little red flower, blooming on the cliff.

The cold lotus in the cold pool by the bluestone under the seat of the non-holding real person is already ripe, and it has recently released the kind of fragrance that is difficult for ordinary people to smell, but cultivators can smell it, and all kinds of demon beasts in this extreme north of the unfrozen sky can smell it.

In the distance, on the top of a needle pine on the edge of a mountaintop, there was a little white perched like a bird, but the unanimous person knew that it was not a bird, but a man standing there peeking at him.

In addition, there is a large eagle hovering in the sky for three days, and it must be attracted by the invisible fragrance in the cold lotus.

To the west is an endless stretch of hard rock, but the unclinging true know that there is a powerful presence lurking in the land.

On the cliff to the east, there is a woman who has been playing the piano for ten years, and it seems that she is also bound to get this cold lotus.