Covering the sky: my fellow practitioners, the yin and yang of my emperor, are invincible

Chapter 6 Zhong Cheng
The "morning bell" that Li Wangxian wants to watch is unknown, but it is quite legendary. It was originally a bell made of ordinary copper, but in the past, for some unknown reason, an unrivaled master "touched" this ancient bell. The clock actually made the clock immortal after hundreds of thousands of years.

Therefore, there are quite a lot of stories about this clock. Up to now, it has long been indisputable whether it is true or false. Perhaps only those ancient books in the great religions of ethnic groups that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years have records about this matter. .

The ancient clock has no name, and the bell tower is located in the center of Yangcheng. Anyone can visit it without any restrictions.

At the bell tower, contrary to Li Wangxian's expectation, there were not many people who came to visit here, only a few people in twos and threes.

That's right, obviously only people who are new to this city will choose to watch it here. After all, no matter how famous this clock is, any story is good, it can't change the fact that this is an ordinary bell.

After so many years, countless famous elders have confirmed that this is an ordinary bell, and what is inscribed on the bell is only a Sutra of Purity and Purity, there is nothing mysterious about it.

Li Wangxian went to the clock and took a closer look, and found that it was true, but the clock has been immortal for hundreds of thousands of years, and the traces left by the years seem to have turned into a different kind of Taoist rhyme.

Li Wangxian tried to capture the dao rhyme with his primordial power, but he failed. The dao rhyme seemed to exist, like the moon in the water, or a flower in the mirror.

After a few fruitless attempts, Li Wangxian did not continue to try. It may be that he is not in the realm, or there is no Dao rhyme at all. This is just the normal ancient rhyme left by the bronze bell over the years.

But no matter the reason, he can't get it now anyway.

"This bell is three feet three feet high and weighs more than ten thousand jun. The melodious sound of the bell can reach hundreds of miles away."

On the side, after Jiang Bo saw that he had stopped protruding his consciousness, he carefully introduced various aspects of this ancient clock to Li Wangxian, such as the thickness and length of the clock body.

"The sound of this bell is also wonderful. When it is struck lightly, it is round and deep; when it is struck hard, it is thick and loud, with undulating sound waves and a bright and elegant rhythm."

After watching this ancient clock up close and listening to Jiang Bo's introduction, Li Wangxian realized that what he lacked in making the clock were these many details.

The refining of bells is different from other heavy instruments. It is not only about an atmospheric shape and appearance, but also needs to consider thickness, sound transmission, vibration and many other functions, so the structure needs to be more detailed.

After realizing this, Li Wangxian didn't stay any longer, bought two bronze bells at a bell casting shop opened by ordinary people in the city, and bought some books on bell casting, then hurriedly left Yangcheng.

Li Wangxian and Li Wangxian came and left quickly, and they were careful enough according to common sense. After all, in such a short period of time, even if they attracted the attention of interested people, it was too late to find out their situation and mobilize enough people.

But their combination is still too eye-catching, a four or five-year-old boy, and an old servant, this is the treatment of some family heirs, who send the holy son to travel.

Of course, if this was the case, no one would dare to touch them, but whoever told them to enter the city in a changed form, not daring to see people with their true colors, and then hurried out of the city, as if they were hiding from something.

It's hard not to think of it!
A loyal old servant, a young family member who may be in trouble?What does this mean.

This represents a lot of resources, powerful scriptures and magic methods, this is an opportunity to get rich!

As for why they found out that Li Wangxian and Li Wangxian had changed their figures, I can only say that these caring people do have some skills, or if they don't even have this skill, then they won't be able to do this business for long.

Because sooner or later something will happen.

Naturally, they didn't see the scene where Jiang Bo and his two changed their bodies, nor could they see it directly after they cultivated their heavenly eyes, but they could detect the difference in their bodies by relying on a rare bone-penetrating mirror.

And their actions naturally caught Jiang Bo's attention. After knowing that they were being targeted, they naturally wouldn't give them time to gather more experts, so the two left in a hurry.

Once out of the city, Jiang Bo was very decisive. He rolled up Li Wangxian and flew away at a high speed. Then, no matter how many people would come behind him or what their cultivation level was, after flying a certain distance, he directly sacrificed the Xuanyu Terrace to cross the void.

"No!"

The roar from behind Li Wangxian and Li Wangxian did not understand each other. After coming out of the Xuanyu Terrace, Jiang Bo was very decisive. First he sacrificed a heavy weapon, and then sacrificed another Xuanyu Terrace to cross away. After leaving, the heavy weapon was detonated by the divine power left by Jiang Bo, disturbing the void.

Li Wangxian and Li Wangxian left, and at the place where they crossed the void for the first time, a few embarrassing monks with heavy weapons on their heads appeared soon after and escaped from the void.

"So decisive, so ruthless! A single heavy weapon cost more than a dozen of my lives." A middle-aged male cultivator with a big tripod hanging on his head said to himself while looking at the turbulent void nearby.

"Head, the void has been disturbed, and there is no way to deduce the coordinates." The subordinate of the middle-aged male cultivator with a big tripod hanging on his head said aloud at this time.

"Let's go, we are the ones who fell this time." The middle-aged male cultivator was decisive, and he didn't get angry because he lost a lot of men in the void and didn't succeed.

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On the other side, after coming out of the void, they were already very close to the Sun Cult, and the two returned to the Cult quickly and safely.

Jiang Bo, who returned to the church, did not say much to comfort Li Wangxian, even Li's father and Li mother, who knew about the matter, did not say a word, as if the "thrilling" escape journey of Li Wangxian and his life never happened at all. .

Seeing this, Li Wangxian didn't say much, but after greeting his parents calmly, he turned around and went back to his cave, and began to practice and refine weapons.

He understands that this is the cruel practice world, and the law of the jungle is unchanging, not to mention that he is doomed to embark on the road of bloody emperor in the future.

The earlier he adapts, the later he will not suffer a big loss because of this. This is what Li's parents and Li's mother think, so they will be ruthless and deliberately show indifference to this incident, so as to hone his will and character.

After Xiao Wangxian left, the calm expression on Li's mother's face could no longer hold back, and she became worried and distressed, looking at the direction Li Wangxian left.

In fact, although she was trying to restrain herself just now, when Li Wangxian was around, she still didn't tense up. Although there was nothing on her face, her eyes were full of "drama".

"Brother Blue..."

Seeing his wife's distressed and worried expression, Father Li silently reached out and hugged his wife, and said with self-blame, "I'm useless as a father. I can't support a safe sky for my wife and children."

Mother Li didn't say anything after hearing this, but hugged her husband tightly, he knew that the pain and self-blame in his man's heart would not be less than hers.

You know, he used to be so confident and proud!

Father Li sensed his wife's mood, sighed quietly and stopped talking.

On the other side, Li Wangxian recalled the ancient clock he had seen today, and after opening the book on casting bells, he finally constructed a big clock that he was satisfied with in his mind.

The bell shape is similar to the style of the Yongle bell, which is simple and natural.

When the structure was clear, Li Wangxian immediately carved a picture in his heart, imitating thousands of "divine patterns" with his spiritual consciousness, and then began to temper them, first finalizing them in the sea of ​​mind.

After unremitting efforts, thousands of "divine lines" melted and finally condensed into a small golden clock with a size of one inch, shining brightly and perfectly.

The moment the little golden clock was sacrificed in his heart, the more he looked at it, the more he felt satisfied. The little golden clock the size of a bean became more and more mysterious in his eyes, and finally occupied his heart all of a sudden, becoming simple and unsophisticated. Atmospheric and natural.

"Yes, that's it!"

After Li Wangxian finished the finalization, it was engraved in his heart forever, and then he began to forge such a real "clock" in the sea of ​​suffering.

At the beginning, he really tempered the "divine pattern" in the sea of ​​bitterness. He encountered difficulties, and it was difficult to gather thousands of "divine patterns" together. .

Soon, he slowly melted thousands of "divine patterns" together, resembling a lump of fist-sized divine iron, shining brilliantly.

Then Li Wangxian used the primordial divine power as the hammer, the yin and yang within the immortal species as the fire, and his own perception of the sun's principles as the firewood. After thousands of tempers, this piece of divine iron gradually changed into a bell shape.

Finally, after several hours of hard work, the divine iron lump in Li Wangxian's body was finally completely transformed into a small golden clock that shone like a small sun hanging over the sea of ​​bitterness.

"The dao bell has just been completed, and then you just need to sacrifice it slowly."

(End of this chapter)