My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

The bell rings nine!

However, it has not stopped, it is still ringing!

On the martial arts arena.

Thousands of monks stared at the figure in front of the huge Ten Thousand Buddha Clock, with disbelief and trembling in their eyes.

Master Faro clasped his palms together, behind him Master Yuan Shang also had a bitter expression on his face.

"I didn't expect that Master Luo could reach Nine Rings so easily."

"Also, seeing Master Luo's strength, it seems that he can continue to ring..."

Master Yuan Shang sighed, because even if he went up to ring the bell, it would only ring nine times at most, and the ninth bell would never be as thick and round as Luo Hong.

Monk Kuyue also raised his palm vertically, with a smile on his face.

The admiration for Luo Hong in her heart became more and more like a torrent of river water. Looking back on the series of things she met with Luo Hong, Kuyue understood that Luo Hong was a person with a true Buddha in her heart.

Even if you are bathed in slaughter, but with a Buddha in your heart, you can keep everything from being invaded.

No wonder he was able to become a master's disciple.

Sure enough, the little monk saw you right.

All three are chanting the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

"Good."

...

Wanfo Bell.

The sage rang the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell, which gave Luo Hong a feeling of blessing to his heart. He felt that his Confucianism and Taoism seemed to have improved a lot at this moment.

However, the phantom of the saint gradually returned to calm, and the phantom behind him disappeared and returned to his dantian.

The phantom of the sage was very peaceful, he only rang the bell five times and stopped.

And is it over?

Of course not, Luo Hong opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a change in his body.

In the dantian, the demon sword Asura, at this moment, did not pay for sucking Luo Hong dry, but it moved.

Luo Hong opened his eyes.

Above his head, there is a beautiful figure floating, and a beautiful figure is holding a black and red magic sword...

There is a surge of magic energy.

This is no ordinary sword.

Luo Hong was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Demon Sword Asura would come out to join in the fun.

What's so exciting about this excitement?

You are Demon Sword, but... this clock is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Clock!

Are you not afraid of being suppressed by this Buddhist bell?

Luo Hong was puzzled, but at this moment, the demon sword Asura emerged, and there seemed to be no oppressive power beyond Luo Hong's imagination in the Buddha bell.

The beautiful figure in the red skirt held the magic sword Asura in her hand, raised her chin, and looked at the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock with a little pride.

Luo Hong didn't care about it, since he could still knock, let's keep knocking!

boom!

Luo Hong took a step forward, and the sword energy in his meridians was instantly mobilized by the magic sword Asura.

This was pure sword energy, but in an instant, the surging sword energy seemed to make Luo Hong explode.

The meridians seemed to be cut by countless sword qi.

Fuck!

I knew that this damn talent in swordsmanship was really my shortcoming!

Luo Hong cursed in his heart.

Compared with the hearty breakthrough of martial arts and the unrestrained and immortal comprehension of Confucianism and Taoism, this swordsmanship... is simply torture.

However, Luo Hong still formed a sword all over his body, like a witch wielding a magic sword. Luo Hong swung out the sword and smashed it on the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock.

Boom——

ten rings!

Even, under the incredulous gazes of many Buddhist monks, the nine-meter-tall golden bell, weighing tens of thousands of catties, was actually on the white jade lotus platform, and it was slapped with a sword!

The bell rang again, mighty and mighty.

But this time, a terrifying energy was released, the earth was lifted up, and the violent air waves were like huge waves on the vast sea.

The terrifying force of the shock caused cracks and lines on the ground of the martial arts field around the Bai Yulian Terrace.

The monks sitting cross-legged near the Wanfo Bell couldn't bear it anymore, they were all out of breath, as if they were being crushed in extreme pain.

Many monks were impacted by the air waves and slid away in all directions!

Master Farrow's eyebrows fluttered, and he was also shocked.

"This is a magic sword, and it is also a Buddha sword!"

"The poor monk remembers that it was recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that the Buddha said that there are six ways. Could it be that this is the sword of the six ways, one sword can suppress one?!"

boom!

at the same time.

The magic sword controlled the sword qi, and it was constantly stirring on the Buddha clock. Luo Hong felt that the sword qi in his body was constantly tempered and compressed, becoming stronger and tougher.

Every ray of sword energy seems to have gone through thousands of tempers.

Of course, Luo Hong was in great pain, and those who were in pain would use roars to vent their pain.

However, compared with the mighty bell, his roar was really faint and inaudible.

One sword after another swung out.

Impact on the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell.

Eleven, twelve, thirteen...

A bell rang, breaking through nine days.

The entire Wangchuan Temple seemed to have revived.

In the ancient temples where the lotus petals spread out, faint eyes opened, chanting the Buddha's name, and the Buddha's light rippling the sky and the earth.

The entire Wuliang Mountain was trembling, and it was melodious amidst the vast bells.

On the martial arts arena, Buddhist monks raised their heads.

It can be clearly seen that the clouds in the sky were blasted by the bell, and the clouds and air waves in the sky intertwined and overlapped, as if climbing up a ladder, and finally, a mushroom cloud suddenly exploded!

The exploded mushroom cloud seemed to form an ancient Buddha overlooking the world.

Howling air currents, violent wind and waves rolled in the sky!

The bell is ringing eighteen!

Dead silence.

On the martial arts arena, it was quiet, only the mighty bells were ringing non-stop.

Master Yuan Shang was also in deep shock at this moment.

"The bell rang more than nine times, and it rang eighteen times in a row. For a hundred years, it seems unprecedented..."

He took a deep breath, it would be pretty good if he could ring the bell for nine, but at this moment, Luo Hong actually rang the bell for eighteen.

Even the first-grade Buddhist cultivators who are hidden in the ancient temples in Wangchuan Temple and condense the Bodhisattva fruit may not be able to knock so many sounds!

In fact, Luo Hong's ringing the bell at this moment has nothing to do with cultivation.

However, he was still shocked.

Master Farrow raised his eyebrows, staring fixedly at Luo Hong who was ringing the bell in front of the white jade lotus platform.

"Unbelievable, really incredible..."

"Amitabha, I don't know if I can ring the bell at eighty-one at this moment... to open the secret realm 'Ksitigarbha' that I have never opened in Wangchuan Temple for a thousand years!"

Master Farrow was even a little excited, and his excited body was trembling faintly.

He seemed to understand why the head of the Buddha asked Luo Hong to ring the bell.

Could it be that Luo Hong was able to strike the bell beyond nine, and even had a chance to strike the bell at eighty-one?

Master Yuanshang stared at Master Faro: "The host...is crazy, ringing the bell at eighty-one... how is it possible?"

"For hundreds of years, only the master of Jixia Academy can do this when he enters Wangchuan Temple. When the master rang the bell for eighty times, he was able to ring the eighty-first, but he didn't ring it. Since then, although There are many strong men who come to Wangchuan Temple to ring the bell, but none of them can really ring eighty-one rings."

"The host thinks Luo Hong can knock eighty-one rings?"

Master Yuan Shang felt that he was going crazy.

Never expected that Luo Hong would do such a thing when he visited Wangchuan Temple.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, in the ancient temples around Wuliang Mountain.

One after another, old Buddhist monks sat cross-legged in the air, looking at the direction of the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock, as if Ten Thousand Buddhas were courting their ancestors.

Master Yuan Shang's bald scalp seemed to explode.

It seems that this kind of ostentation is only available when the master rings the bell.

You must know that these Buddha shadows are all people of high virtue and respect in Wangchuan Temple, and they are all the background of Wangchuan Temple.

Luo Hong's perception of the outside world is actually not very clear at this moment.

He knocked thirty-six times in a row, and the anti-shock force of the bell made his sword energy extremely refined and tyrannical. Luo Hong even felt that the sword energy flowing in his body was not qi, but mercury!

The sword energy is like mercury!

boom!

What's more, the sword energy is still growing continuously. When the magic sword slaps the Wanfo Bell and the mighty bell is heard, it keeps resounding.

Luo Hong felt the shackles, which were the shackles of his swordsmanship.

Luo Hong felt that the meridians seemed to have been cut into pieces.

Compared with the breakthrough of martial arts cultivation base, it is much more painful.

"Fuck! Give me a breakthrough!"

Luo Hong growled.

The sword energy was boiling, as if it was about to break through the shackles.

However, after the thirty-sixth ringing of the bell, the magic sword Asura suddenly returned to his dantian without any sound.

Immediately, the sound of the bell froze, and Luo Hong's sword practice froze just like that, stuck between the fifth-rank and fourth-rank bottlenecks, unable to break through.

"I can't even break through? Uncle Chen is right, my talent for swordsmanship...is really rubbish."

Luo Hong's face was dusty and vicissitudes.

Suffering so much pain and torture, his swordsmanship is still half-dead.

Heh, rubbish.

After the demon sword Asura restrained himself, Luo Hong only felt a burning sensation between his brows.

In the Niwan Palace, the evil god Xuying's eyes showed a bit of excitement, it's time for him to act, it's time for this mortal who doesn't have awe to know how powerful he is!

hum...

At the moment when the phantom of the evil god was in turmoil.

The Ten Thousand Buddha Clock seemed to respond, and in an instant, the Buddha's light was overwhelming!

The clouds above the nine heavens seemed to be broken, and countless brilliance sprinkled down, making the golden ancient clock more solemn.

Seems like a miraculous recovery.

A majestic suction force erupted from the body of the ancient clock. Luo Hong's feet were like dragons entrenched on the ground, but he couldn't stop his figure from being sucked away.

Inhaled the inside of the ancient clock.

This situation immediately caused an uproar among many monks in the martial arts arena.

what happened? !

Why was Luo Hong sucked into the ancient clock?

If the bell rang, Luo Hong would not be shocked to death?

Shocked into meat? !

Master Farrow's expression changed slightly. He felt that something was wrong. He rang the bell and rang the bell. What are you doing inside the bell?

With Luo Hong's strength, Zhong Bo is mighty, fearing that Luo Hong will be shaken into a flesh in an instant, and he will definitely die!

Master Faro took a step forward, a powerful aura permeated his body, and the Buddha's light was overwhelming.

This is a person who is much stronger than Yuan Shang, who has truly condensed the Bodhisattva fruit, and is only a thin line away from the real Buddha.

However, Master Farrow soon stopped.

His long eyebrows twitched incessantly, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Boom boom boom!

The Ten Thousand Buddha Bell was hanging in the air, and the Buddha statues on it seemed to come to life and die, and the continuous ringing of the bell suddenly resounded through the air.

The Wanfo Bell seems to be angry, as if it is furious, the endless bell waves are mighty.

Pooh!

On the martial arts arena.

Many of the sitting monks couldn't bear Zhong Bo, coughed up blood, and were pushed back to the edge of the martial arts arena.

All the Buddhist monks stared in horror.

It can be seen that beyond the body of the clock, there is a golden light.

But within the body of the clock, there was purple air billowing.

what happened? !

What happened inside the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock?

Boom boom boom boom...

The bells continued to ring.

Thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six...

Just knock thirty-six times in an instant!

Adding the original thirty-six rings, it is seventy-two rings!

Heaven and earth repeat!

There are thick clouds gathering in the sky.

The sound of the bell is mighty, spread hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, thousands of miles...

Almost the whole world could hear the bell ringing.

At this moment, Wangchuan Temple's thousands of years of Buddhist luck and martial arts luck were thrown up like huge waves.

...

Great Zhou, the Imperial Palace.

In a gossip formation, a figure wearing a royal robe sat cross-legged, and in front of him was a huge gossip pill furnace with a height of 100 meters. The flames danced slowly.

And the sound of the bell came loudly, making the gossip alchemy furnace tremble, causing the figure to slowly open its eyes.

"The Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell rings seventy-two, and there is still nine rings to go. Can it reach eighty-one rings?"

...

Great Chu, the Palace of the Empress.

A graceful and luxurious woman is pulling a robe that is several meters long behind her, like a blooming flower.

Climb to the high platform and overlook Wangchuan Temple.

Hearing the mighty and endless fluctuations of bells.

"The Buddha bell rings eighty-one times, the Ksitigarbha wheel opens, hell is not empty..."

"Ksitigarbha Secret Realm, which has been silent for hundreds of years, is about to be opened?"

"Who opened it? The Luo family... Luo Hong?"

The empress looked up, her red lips pursed.

...

On this day, the world shook.

In the capitals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Great Chu Dynasty, and the Great Xia Dynasty, there were all kinds of chariots flying across the sky, heading towards the Buddhist holy place, Wangchuan Temple.

There are also masters from the Golden Tent Royal Court.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell rings seventy-two times, and may reach eighty-one times. This news is almost like a tsunami, suffocating the world.

What the hell monster is ringing so many bells?

It is rumored that the Buddhist bell in Wangchuan Temple is difficult to strike, even a first-rank expert can only ring nine times...

These seventy-two rings, what kind of monster could it be? !

However, what many masters are most concerned about is whether they can ring the bell at eighty-one?

If it is possible, then the rumored ancient secret realm of Wangchuan Temple may really be opened!

As a sacred place in the world, Wangchuan Temple, could its secret realm be an ordinary secret realm?

The masters of the Tianbang, Dibang, and Xuanbang of the major dynasties all heard the news and rushed to the Wangchuan Temple at high speed.

Longhu Mountain and Kunlun Palace couldn't sit still anymore, a Taoist rose up from the mountain gate.

...

Luo Hong knew nothing about the outside world.

He was inside the Wanfo Bell at the moment, with a dazed expression on his face.

A monstrous evil spirit was permeating the sky, and above Luo Hong's head, the phantom of the evil god emerged, but it was only entrenched, and the divine power of the evil god was released, constantly stirring the ancient clock.

Boom boom boom!

Every time the bell rang, the terrifying shock force made Luo Hong feel like he was going to be smashed to pieces.

However, the power of the evil god protected him time and time again.

Even, because of this, the evil power in Luo Hong's body was continuously squeezed out, and gathered into the evil bead in the dantian.

Seventy-two evil beads gradually began to merge into one...

So many times it rang down.

Of Luo Hong's seventy-two evil beads, only four remained suspended in his dantian.

And the power of monstrous evil spirit permeates around the four evil beads.

The power contained in these four evil beads is really terrifying.

And the phantom of the evil god is still acting as a demon, and is still constantly impacting the Buddha clock.

The ringing of the Buddha bell became more and more terrifying, making Luo Hong tremble.

The evil god phantom was extremely excited and extremely proud.

He hit the Buddha bell with the power of the evil god, and the stirring bell sounded mighty.

The evil god looked at Luo Hong with disdain, and was extremely satisfied in his heart.

Stupid mortals!

Trembling under the coercion of Zhi, can you feel the strength of Zhi?

Please be more polite to me in the future!

And at this very moment.

Luo Hong felt the bursting of the bell under the excitement and divine power of the evil god again, and almost vomited blood.

Fuck!

This idiot evil god!

Is it Erha's? !

Luo Hong was sweating profusely. Although the evil god counteracted Zhong Bo's influence, Wanfo Zhong, as the divine weapon of Wangchuan Temple, began to continuously invade Luo Hong's body with the burst of Buddha's light.

Let Luo Hong's evil power be covered with a faint layer of Buddha's light!

The evil power that originally had the brilliance of the saint surged into the Buddha's light again!

Luo Hong almost cried.

Even if he unscrupulously releases the power of evil spirits like a vast sea, no one will recognize him as an evil cultivator.

His dignified and officially certified big villain, the big evil cultivator, now even if he begs others to think he is an evil cultivator, no one will think he is an evil cultivator.

How miserable!

In Luo Hong's dantian, the seventy-two evil beads completely merged into one, turning into a Hunyuan evil bead hovering around, filled with incomparable evil power, vast and mighty, turning into an ocean.

boom!

When the evil bead of mixed elements sank into the vast sea, Luo Hong understood...

He broke through, his cultivation base of the evil way... from the fifth grade Yuansha, to the fourth grade.

As for what the fourth rank is, Luo Hong doesn't know.

Anyway, it was a breakthrough.

at the same time.

The Wanfo Bell rings up to eighty.

The evil god Xuying was also satisfied, stopped being a demon, and returned to Luo Hongniwan Palace.

And in Luo Hong's dantian.

The phantom of the sage and the beautiful figure in the red dress were all speechless looking at the Buddha bell condensed from countless Buddha lights in Luo Hong's dantian.

outside world.

Everyone was almost suffocating, panting one by one.

On the martial arts arena.

Master Farrow sighed.

"Eighty rings, still one ring short..."

"It's a pity, maybe this is why the Buddha said that there is no fate..."

"However, it is extremely rare for Master Luo to carry Wangchuan Temple's martial arts and Buddhist luck for thousands of years, and to achieve eighty ringing of the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells."

It's a pity that it failed to ring eighty-one.

Many of the eminent monks who watched looked regretful.

suddenly.

In the ancient clock.

Luo Hong slipped down from it, panting, sweating profusely, steaming all over his body.

Luo Hong sat cross-legged on the white jade lotus platform, his body was full of Buddha's light.

The next moment, above his head, a phantom of a small Buddhist bell emerged.

The small bell rings, driving the big bell to ring.

Boom——

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell rings eighty-one!

The world is silent.

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