My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

Li Xiuyuan was taken aback by Master's words, so fast?

Why does it feel like Master is so impatient.

To ring the bell... that is to ring the saint's bell, to be baptized by the saint's spiritual will, to be tested by the saint.

He, Li Xiuyuan, was taken to ring the bell before.

He still remembers what kind of experience it was, and to describe it in one word... that is, wonderful.

Li Xiuyuan thought it was good, but Luo Hong thought it was very bad. The master looked at him with strange eyes, as if he had seen through his evil spirit, as if he was holding scissors, ready to cut off those weeds that were growing wildly. gardener.

Luo Hong didn't want to go, but unfortunately, it seemed that he couldn't help it.

After leaving the Chunfeng Xiaolou, Xiao Douhua still pursed her lips, holding the sword, standing upright, like a blade of grass fluttering in the wind.

However, Luo Hong could vaguely see that the air in the world was continuously gathering on Xiao Douhua's body.

Jixia Academy contains a lot of energy, it is indeed very suitable for Xiaodouhua to raise a sword.

"You continue to raise the sword here, and I will take my junior brother to ring the bell."

Li Xiuyuan's attitude towards Xiaodouhua is very gentle.

Xiao Douhua hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Luo Hong, who also nodded.

Watching the backs of Li Xiuyuan and Luo Hong gradually go away, Xiao Douhua took a deep breath, and continued to maintain the posture of puffing out her chest, retracting her abdomen and raising her buttocks.

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"Jixia Academy has a very long history, and it can be traced back thousands of years. If it can be traced back further, the masters of all dynasties are masters of Jixia Academy. There are a lot of academic classics here. , the knowledge of practice, basically the arrogance of every era will choose to practice in Jixia Academy."

Li Xiuyuan took Luo Hong to the bell tower while telling him something about Jixia Academy.

"The entire Jixia Academy is a spirit treasure, a top-level spirit treasure... that can absorb all kinds of Qi from the world to nourish itself. It is rumored that the master in the Jixia Academy, even if it is a fairy queen When all the gods and humans come out together, the master can also retreat."

Li Xiuyuan said.

Luo Hong heard the words,

Immediately took a deep breath.

"There are practice methods for every school and school in Jixia Academy. If you are interested, you can go to the corresponding palace to find them yourself."

"Whether it's sword repair or martial arts, even mechanism techniques are recorded."

Li Xiuyuan continued with his hands behind his back.

Luo Hong thought for a while, and asked curiously: "Is there any evil cultivation technique?"

Hearing this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but glance at Luo Hong, with a strange expression on his face: "Yes, you want to learn?"

"Cultivation has all kinds of forms. I don't reject evil cultivators, but... Evil cultivators and our Confucianism cultivators are two factions. Water and fire are incompatible. Moreover, although most evil cultivators advance quickly, their methods are cruel and will It affects the mind of the practitioner, making the practitioner cruel, ruthless, only knowing killing, and distorting the mind and psychology."

"Confucianism cultivators of my generation who cultivate Qi, if they encounter this kind of evil cultivator, just two words... cross him."

"What? Junior brother wants to become an evil cultivator and learn evil methods?"

Li Xiuyuan asked.

Luo Hong hurriedly waved his hands, "No, no, how could I be an evil cultivator? I don't look like an evil cultivator, hahaha..."

"By the way, in the academy, are you and I the only Master's disciples?"

Luo Hong hurriedly changed the subject.

Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "Of course there are more than that. Master has six disciples. You are the sixth one. You can be regarded as a younger brother. I am the second disciple of Master..."

"I don't know much about your other senior brothers, and the master rarely mentions them."

"But most of them are distinguished and powerful. If we can meet them in the future, they may help you a little bit."

Li Xiuyuan didn't tell Luo Hong too much about the other master's disciples, and only talked about it briefly.

Just chatting like this, the two came to the front of the clock tower.

This is the tallest building in the Jixia Academy. When Luo Hong came here, he felt a majestic righteousness as majestic as a mountain.

"Here is the bell tower, and above it is the saint's bell. You come with senior brother."

Li Xiuyuan pushed the door open and led Luo Hong to burn incense and wash his hands, recite sage scriptures and other red tapes, then walk through the cramped wooden ladder and climb to the top of the bell tower. There is soaring arrogance rolling.

Of course, Luo Hong's gaze was attracted by the hanging bell.

This is an ancient clock, as if it has carried endless years, the lines on it are simple, deep and full of stories.

It is engraved with classic sage articles one after another.

"Go, junior brother, according to what the master said, ring the bell ninety-nine times, there must be no less."

Li Xiuyuan said.

"Ringing the saint's bell can wash away righteousness, purify evil spirits, and keep evil spirits away from you. If you understand the will of saints from it, you can even improve the realm of Confucianism and Taoism rapidly."

"This is a rare opportunity. How many people in the world want to enter Jixia Academy and ring the bell but cannot."

And Luo Hong's complexion changed drastically after hearing this, he knew that his master had no good intentions, at first he slapped him three times on the top of the head to make him hide his evil spirits, and his righteous yang energy became more and more bright, now...he wants to fuck him again.

Luo Hong turned around and planned to slip away without looking back.

Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and Luo Hong was captured by the void.

"Knock well, Second Senior Brother is here to watch you knock."

Li Xiuyuan smiled.

Luo Hong felt constipated on his face.

Unable to refuse, Luo Hong grasped the hanging column and gently pushed it forward casually.

The cylinder hit the sage clock, and suddenly, the body of the clock trembled, and an invisible sound wave spread out, covering Luo Hong's whole body in an instant.

Li Xiuyuan held his hands behind his back on the edge of the clock tower, watching with a gentle expression.

As for Luo Hong, his whole body was shaken, and the righteous yang energy in his body emerged uncontrollably, bright and dazzling, like a round of scorching sun shining.

Li Xiuyuan was filled with emotion when he saw it, no wonder the master accepted Luo Hong as a junior junior, this kind of Zhengyang energy is simply a natural Confucianism cultivator.

The sound waves of the sage bell spread, and in the next moment, as if being pulled by something, they frantically poured into Luo Hong's dantian.

Um?

Luo Hong's expression changed, the dantian was his base camp of evil cultivators, the gathering place of evil spirits.

This sage clock will not destroy the foundation of his evil way, will it?

Crash, clatter!

However, Luo Hong heard the sound of the chain trembling.

The magic sword Asura, which was quietly suspended in his dantian, trembled violently under the diffusion of the sound waves of the saint's bell.

boom!

The collision between the sage Zhong Yinbo and the magic sword Asura, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, erupted with tyrannical energy fluctuations.

Luo Hong was taken aback.

The bell was struck again, and the sound wave of the saint's bell surged again, causing the demon sword Ashura to burst out with monstrous evil power.

The power of the evil spirit collided with the sound wave of the saint's bell, canceling each other out.

And the rest of the evil power is scattered into the surroundings, integrated into Luo Hong's dantian, and condensed into evil beads...

Seeing this, Luo Hong immediately became excited.

This magic sword Asura is extremely arrogant, occupying his dantian, and dominating him...

Unexpectedly, the sage bell can suppress the magic sword Asura now.

How arrogant are you!

Luo Hong pushed the cylinder to ring the bell again.

Boom!

The sound wave of the saint's bell soared again, flooding into Luo Hong's body, washing away Luo Hong's body.

The evil sword Asura once again erupted with evil power to resist the saint Zhong Yinbo.

Luo Hong was caught in it, took a sip of the soup, and after ringing the bell eight or nine times, a evil bead condensed...

Never expected that Luo Hong could use the saint's bell to practice evil methods!

Luo Hong knocked harder and harder.

The sound of thump, thump, thump thump resounded endlessly in Jixia Academy.

Of course, compared to Li Xiuyuan's bell ringing, the sound of Luo Hong's ringing the bell spread only in the entire Jixia Academy.

Li Xiuyuan looked very satisfied from a distance.

The little junior brother is very obedient, unlike what the master said, he needs to ring the bell.

According to the trend, the little junior brother might really be able to ring the bell ninety-nine in one breath.

Luo Hong was trembling all over, and kept ringing the bell. The sound of the saint's bell washed over his body. What he didn't know was that at this moment, on his body, the energy of positive yang became more and more intense. A cloud of substance formed on Hong's head!

Li Xiuyuan's eyebrows twitched: "Little brother, this talent of Confucianism..."

The ringing of the bell continued.

The more Luo Hong tapped, the more excited he was, ninety-nine strokes were soon reached, and nine evil beads had gathered in his dantian, making his total number of evil beads reach eighteen.

In fact, Luo Hong felt that he could advance to the sixth rank evil cultivator at any time.

However, Luo Hong thought for a while and continued to ring the bell. He thought he could take this opportunity to gather more evil beads.

"Ninety-nine times..."

Li Xiuyuan was silent, looking at Luo Hong who was sweating profusely, rolled up his sleeves, and the more he rang the bell, the more energetic he was, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"The first time I rang the bell...how many times did it go down? It seemed to be one hundred and thirty-six...Under the coercion of the saint, my spirit couldn't bear it anymore."

"Looking at my younger brother's state, it seems... that he can knock for three days and three nights."

Li Xiuyuan couldn't laugh or cry, the master thought that Luo Hong would ring the bell ninety-nine at most, now it seems that the master also miscalculated.

Luo Hong really became more and more energetic.

Demon Sword Asura seemed to be a bit furious at being provoked.

The evil spirits erupted more and more, and even forcibly extracted the evil spirits from the cells of Luo Hong's body.

However, the saint Zhong Yinbo was defeated again, but following Luo Hong's ringing the bell, he rushed into the dantian again and collided with the magic sword.

Gradually, a phantom of a saint emerged in Luo Hong's dantian.

And in Demon Sword Asura, the gorgeous woman in red also comes out with a monstrous evil spirit.

Righteousness and evil spirits collided, Luo Hong happily drank soup behind, and evil spirits condensed one after another.

Before he knew it, Luo Hong rang the bell more than three hundred times...

The dantian has condensed seventy evil beads, and there is still a tendency to continue to condense.

outside world.

Listening to the continuous bell, there is no intention of stopping.

Li Xiuyuan: "..."

Looking at Luo Hong's head, a sage was conceived in the substantial positive yang energy, and he finally understood why the master would rather cheat and accept Luo Hong as his disciple.

"The first time the bell was rung more than three hundred times, the energy of Zhengyang condensed the appearance of a saint..."

"My little junior brother has the appearance of a Confucian saint!"

Li Xiuyuan was filled with emotion, and turned to look at Chunfeng Xiaolou.

"Master is worthy of being a master... High, really tall."

at the same time.

In Jixia Academy Palace.

Those who watched the classics of hundreds of schools in many palaces and practiced themselves, listened to the continuous bells, and their eyes turned red with envy.

But as I listened to it, I gradually felt something was wrong.

Xiao Erqi put down the book in his hand, walked out of the palace, looked towards the bell tower, and looked at the monster.

"It is rumored that Master's disciples knock the sage's bell, and if they can pass ninety-nine, they are excellent... This Luo Hong has knocked almost three hundred times, right?"

"Is this child the reincarnation of an ancient sage? Let me go and look up the classics...Which ancient sage is narrow-minded?"

Wu Meiniang carried the sword box on her back, she didn't even read the book, walked out of the palace, sat on the threshold, and listened to Luo Hong ringing the bell.

Hong Baiwei, a young Taoist from Longhu Mountain, had a serious face, and the first time he rang the bell over three hundred, what kind of monster is this?

Not only them, many geniuses were shocked.

Spring Breeze House.

The master looked at the tea leaves floating up and down in the boiling water, hummed a little song in satisfaction, and poured a cup of tea.

It should be enough to purify all the evil spirits on Luo Hong's body.

The master tapped the tea table lightly with his fingers, and heard the sound of the bell, when suddenly the sound of knocking stopped, the sound of the bell was also stagnant.

Before the saint bell.

The saint whispered, and the magic sword stopped.

Luo Hong rang the bell for three hundred and six, and the beads were seventy-two.

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