Taoist master wants to ascend

Chapter 482 Bells

In the room, the two of them chatted politely for a moment.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Long Xixiang still started talking about business:

"Senior, ten days ago, Master Yuan Qing sent a message to all the sects, inviting me to go to Yiqi Mountain Villa for a small gathering to discuss important matters. I wonder if Senior would be willing to honor me?"

"Is it inappropriate for me to participate in this inter-sect gathering?"

Qin Yun was not surprised. It was related to the Bafang Temple and the imperial court. It would be strange if the Five Great Dao Sect could really sit still.

"Senior's reputation is something we have always looked up to and respected. What's wrong with that?"

Long Xixiang said righteously.

Qin Yun glanced at him and shook his head: "I would like to go, but I am not strong enough."

"Is your injury not healed yet?"

Long Xixiang frowned slightly: "I don't know about the great elixir of Longhu Temple..."

"It's useless."

Qin Yun sighed and declined him politely: "I find it difficult to get down from this tower now, let alone go out for a walk. I won't go to Yiqi Villa."

"However, if you are willing, you can come to the Bafang Pagoda for a while..."

"this……"

This time it was Long Xixiang's turn to hesitate.

He naturally has great respect for this senior, but the other sects are too wary to come to this gathering.

"Okay, if you have anything important to do after the meeting, it won't be too late to let me know."

Qin Yun just smiled and did not embarrass him: "It concerns the court. Don't say that I am not dead. Even if I am dead, I have to get up and help."

"Junior took note of it."

Seeing this, Long Xixiang didn't say anything more. He cupped his hands and turned into light and left.

Qin Yun watched calmly until his breath disappeared from the induction, then he said:

"This little monk is kind-hearted."

"Not sure."

Qin Shixian subconsciously touched her head. She had not forgotten the sneak attack that day.

Qin Yun squinted his eyes with a subtle expression: "Taoist Yuanqing invited all the sects to meet, and it seems that he has also realized the changes in Bafang Temple..."

"Changes in Bafang Temple?"

Qin Shixian was slightly shocked.

"The great sacrifice is not a day's work. When the news came out from the imperial court that the Bafang Temple was planning to offer sacrifices, the ceremony was probably already underway. Wan Zhuliu invited everyone in the world to watch the great sacrifice, so the Bafang Temple must have responded."

Qin Yun played with the jade tower in his palm.

"Has Bafang Temple responded yet?"

Qin Shixian was doubtful, but the old man sounded very confident, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Seeing her like this, Qin Yun shook his head inwardly, but still answered patiently: "How far are you from the Daozi test of the Dahuang Sect?"

"...Not even close."

Speaking of this matter, Qin Shixian also had a headache.

Many years ago, before breaking the Tiangang, she had entered the Taoist trial of the Great Wilderness Sect.

But after so many years, she is still a little behind, unable to control the Great Wilderness and Sea Purple Gold Gun in depth.

"Then you can't notice it."

Qin Yun stretched his five fingers, and the small jade-colored tower bloomed with faint light in his palm, and the strong scent of incense spread.

Buzz~

Qin Shixian looked intently, and through the faint light energy, he could vaguely see an ancient temple rising and falling in the endless light.

Ancient, mysterious and vague.

"Bafang Temple, is there really something strange?"

Qin Shixian flicked her wrist, and a purple-gold light suddenly flashed in the Bafang Pagoda. Suddenly, a purple-gold spear appeared in her palm.

The gun is seven feet long, has various mysterious lines on it, and exudes the same ancient aura.

This is the Purple Gold Spear of Dahuang Jiahai. On weekdays, this spear is kept in the depths of Bafang Pagoda. This is what she left behind.

"...You are not qualified to enter the final trial, how can you detect the Bafang Temple?"

Seeing Master Qin concentrating on sensing the Purple Gold Spear, Qin Yun felt dumbfounded.

"If I can't do it, how can those families notice it?"

Qin Shixian was quite dissatisfied.

Although she has not broken through the Taoist test of the Dahuang Sect, no one in houses such as Longhu Temple and Yiqi Villa has passed the true test for many years.

"No matter how bad the Five Great Dao Sects are, they still have the backup left by their ancestors, who can touch the road to the final trial..."

Qin Yun stared at the small jade-colored pagoda, looking at the shadow of the ancient temple that seemed to be there but not at all, and seemed to be within reach, but in fact it was completely elusive:

"The outsiders did have some tricks that day. How long has it been?"

Muttering in a low voice, Qin Yun was in a trance. Many years ago, he exhausted all his means and everything, but he could only make it this far.

"Poison Dragon Academy..."

Qin Yun gathered his thoughts, suddenly waved his hand, and took the bronze mirror behind him in his hand.

"What are you..."

Qin Shixian was startled and looked around, only to see a golden light flickering in the bronze mirror. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a big golden bell.

"This is?!"

Qin Yun didn't pay attention to Qin Shixian's astonishment. He thought about it and pointed at the bronze mirror, or rather, the big golden bell of the bronze mirror clock.

boom!

…

…

Shendu City is located due north of the Universiade Territory, and the four seasons are extremely distinct.

Although it was only late autumn at this time, the weather was already quite chilly, and among the merchants hawking in the streets and alleys, there were many charcoal sellers.

It's just that what they are selling is not ordinary charcoal, but "animal charcoal" made from spiritual wood and carved into various animal shapes.

This kind of spiritual wood animal charcoal is not only smokeless, but also has a faint aroma of spiritual wood when burned, which can nourish the spirit and relieve fatigue.

One piece often costs one tael of silver, and it is very popular among wealthy families.

"The gentlemen of Shendu City really know how to enjoy themselves. Even the charcoal carvings are so exquisite..."

In the restaurant facing the street, by the window on the sixth floor, a tall young man stood by the window, overlooking the streets of Shendu.

His name was Liu Jingshan, a native of Henglong Taoism. He met a stranger when he was young. He had learned martial arts in the mountains for many years. Not long after he came out of the mountains, he heard that the imperial court wanted to offer sacrifices to the Bafang Temple, so he came to the capital.

And there are many people similar to him in the city of God at this moment.

"Brother Liu is wrong. This spirit wood and beast charcoal is not unique to Shendu City. We in Henglong City also have similar things, but we don't sell them on the streets."

The speaker was a young man dressed in silk. He gently shook the wine glass and said with a smile:

"Brother Liu, if you like it, Wang can give you a car."

"No, I, Liu Jingshan, can't enjoy the blessings of your Yunding Wang family."

The young man turned around, sat down, and drank the wine in one gulp.

There are nineteen states in the world, including Henglong and Wanlong. These nine states are reserved for the imperial court.

There are certainly some Jianghu sects among them, but not many have become established. Those who control the power of Jiuzhou are big families such as the Yunding Wang family, Xiangshan Zhang family, Nanling Yun family, etc.

"Brother Liu is joking."

Wang Jingyin smiled and stood up suddenly. A voice came from outside the door at the right time:

"Sir, Master Wan wants to see you."

"Master Wan?"

Wang Jingyin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood up and held his hands in his hands: "Brother Liu, if you have nothing else to do, how about we go to visit Mr. Wan together?"

"Master Wan..."

Liu Jingshan's eyes flickered.

There are many people with the surname Wan in the world, but in the city of God, the son named Wan only comes from one family.

That is King Zhenwu, Wanjia.

"That's fine."

Liu Jingshan did not refuse.

When the two of them went out, their free servants led the way, but what surprised them was that Mr. Wan was not in any guild hall, restaurant, or mansion.

But on the street facing the street.

"That one is Young Master Wan?"

Liu Jingshan frowned slightly.

Not far away, on the long street, there was a big black umbrella, and sitting under the black umbrella was an old man with blue eyes and a face as black as iron and a strong beard.

At this moment, he was stroking his long beard and playing with the jade coins in his hand. Beside him, there were many young men and ladies in luxurious clothes.

The silver-haired young man sitting opposite him is none other than Wan Family's son, Wan Quan.

"The old man should be Huang Longzi, the newly appointed Imperial Master by the imperial court, right?"

Wang Jingyin's attention fell on the blue-eyed old man. Before he came to Shendu, he had heard some rumors about this person from his family.

"The fate is not enough."

Under the gaze of everyone, Huang Longzi shook the coins. After a moment, he shook his head and said:

"Next."

"Again, the fate is not enough?"

"Brother Wan has such a talented bloodline, but he doesn't have a chance?"

"Brother Wan can't do it, Ninth Princess can't do it, in this divine capital city, no, who else in this world can do it?"

"It's a pity that Yan Chunyang died in Hengshan City, otherwise his talent..."

There was a buzz of discussion all around.

Wan Quan glanced at one of them coldly, and the latter quickly swallowed the name of 'Yan Chunyang', shrunk and disappeared into the crowd.

"Master Lao."

Wan Quan bowed, feeling a little disappointed, but only a little. After all, everyone had the same evaluation.

After Wan Quan, no one came forward.

Under the umbrella, Huang Longzi frowned slightly, wondering if he was being too harsh, but he quickly gave up the idea.

He is not recruiting disciples for the academy. The threshold must not be lowered. Without the talent of level six or above, it is impossible to enter the Bafang Temple.

‘Speaking of which, if the talent of King Zhenwu can be accumulated for a few years, maybe it can be done? ’

Huang Longzi's thoughts changed and he looked towards the restaurant facing the street as if he had realized something. By the window of the restaurant, a middle-aged man in black robe stood with his hands behind his back.

"With a talent close to the sixth level, if a person like this were born in Tianshiyuan, he would be really..."

Huang Longzi nodded slightly and did not go to pay homage. He just picked up the few jade coins, lay down on the rocking chair, closed his eyes and rested.

Seeing that they had no fun watching it, the crowd of people watching also dispersed along with Wan Quan.

"Shua~"

After everyone dispersed, Huang Longzi seemed to realize something. When he opened his eyes, Wan Zhuliu was sitting opposite.

"Brother Wan, what can you teach me?"

Huang Longzi sat up.

"Since last night, the strange movements in Bafang Temple have intensified. Does the Imperial Master know the reason?"

Wan Zhuliu asked, his voice neither high nor low, but not leaking at all, only the other party could hear.

"The source of a poor country...incense, how can the recipients not respond to such sacrifices? The Bafang Temple has become more unusual, which means that the great sacrifice is about to be completed."

Huang Longzi said, paused slightly:

"This grand ceremony will be held as soon as June 6 next year, or as late as the year after that. The Bafang Temple will definitely show up. Brother Wan, don't be in a hurry."

"Is it dangerous?"

Wan Zhuliu raised his eyebrows, he was really thinking about going back to the road of conquering demons.

"The Netherland is a strange and bizarre place. No one knows how many fortunes and dangers it contains. To be on the safe side, it is better not to take risks."

Huang Longzi looked up and heard the bell.

"Um?"

Wan Zhuliu frowned and looked around, only to see the golden light shining on the Star Observation Tower in the imperial city, and the golden bells on the big sun trembling and humming.

Boom!

The bells echoed like heavy thunder exploding in the city of God.

Suddenly, I don't know how many people were shocked and raised eyebrows, and many experts climbed up to high places and followed the sound.

"Someone trespasses on the Golden Scale Road?!"

Wan Zhuliu's eyes darkened, he put down a volume of files, and then disappeared.

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Huang Longzi was dumbfounded, but he didn't follow up to investigate. Instead, he lay down slowly and read through the files left by Wan Zhuliu.

"This old turtle can really run..."

…

…

boom!

In his sleep, Li Yuan heard the bell.

The sound of the bell was so violent that it caught him off guard. Li Yuan felt his heart twitch and he suddenly woke up.

"Where did the bells come from?"

Li Yuan stood up. It was already bright outside the house. He listened attentively, feeling surprised and suspicious in his heart:

"This bell sounds like..."

With a frown, Li Yuan sat down cross-legged. After a moment of concentration, he entered the mysterious realm of the Black Whale. Here, he heard the echo of the bell.

And the source seems to be in the main hall?

"This bell sounds a bit familiar...the Great Sun Golden Lin Bell?"

Li Yuan's heart moved slightly, and he replaced the sea-splitting black whale hammer. Without waiting for the black whale spirit to react, he had already arrived in the main hall of the black whale gate.

In the main hall, the stone statue had already opened its eyes, and the sound of the bell came from the dark door behind it.

"this……"

Li Yuan calmed down and waited until the spirit of the black whale came in a hurry before asking.

【Big Sun Golden Lin Bell】

As the bells echoed, the spirit of the black whale seemed to remember a lot of things. Li Yuan looked at the stone tablet rising from the ground. The words on it were very messy:

[Jinlin Road, adjacent to the Black Whale Road...]

[...Twelve sects, each opening its own way, looking for the Bafang Temple...]

"Twelve sects, each with its own lane?"

Li Yuan read it word for word, summarizing the key points in his mind, and his eyes fell behind the dark door:

"This bell comes from the final trial of the Jinlin Sect in the Netherland?"

The road after the twelve Heavenly Fortune Mysterious Weapons is actually open?

Li Yuan was shocked, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not surprising. Regardless of whether there was a connection between the Tianyun Xuan soldiers, there was only one Nether Realm.

"This bell... could it be that someone from the imperial court is trying to get through the final trial?"

Carrying the Black Whale Hammer, Li Yuan carefully walked into the door behind the stone statue, which was dark, lightless and colorless.

He could hear the bells, but he couldn't tell the direction, let alone where the bells came from.

Buzz~

While he was looking at himself, he suddenly heard a trembling sound.

Behind him, the stone statue suddenly raised its head, and its eyes suddenly brightened, like two searchlights, shining into the depths of the secluded realm.

Li Yuan quickly stepped aside and followed the gaze of the stone statue. The first thing that was illuminated was the ruined temple that was leaking from all sides.

Then, there is an ancient pagoda further away.

"So many monsters?"

Although the light flashed past, Li Yuan felt horrified. The top and bottom of the ancient tower were filled with dark beasts and soldiers, numbering hundreds or thousands.

Woo!

After the ancient pagoda, Li Yuan saw the third stop on the Black Whale Road, which was a wooden house. It was ancient and strange. Two figures could be vaguely seen sitting opposite each other in the house.

"The third stop doesn't seem to be a trick?"

Li Yuan concentrated his attention and remembered the places illuminated by his eyes one by one. But in the next moment, his attention was attracted by the ancient temple floating in the darkness in the far distance.

"Bafang Temple!"