After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Like waking up someone from a dream, Xia Feng's eyes suddenly brightened after hearing Qi Waner's words.

"Yes, the sound of the clock, Wan'er, you are really my good Wan'er."

He turned to look at the musical instruments on the ground and glanced over them quickly.

"Wan'er, do you have any musical instruments related to the clock?"

"Even if it's not a divine weapon."

Qi Wan'er thought for a while. Because she cultivated music, she didn't know when she would need to use that instrument.

So after returning to God's Realm, the first thing her parents did was to stuff as many musical instruments as possible into storage rings and give them to Qi Waner.

She thought for a while before she thought of one of them.

Qi Waner took a few steps back, and even collected all the scattered musical instruments on the ground.

Looking at Xia Feng's confused eyes, Qi Wan'er also felt a little helpless: "This thing is a bit big. When my father gave it to me, I thought I would never be able to use this instrument in my life."

Xia Feng's expression became more confused, and Qi Waner directly took out the musical instrument from the storage ring without further explanation.

She believed that as soon as Xia Feng saw it, he would understand what she meant.

Big.

It is indeed very big.

What Qi Wan'er took out was a complete set of chimes, which was more than ten meters long. The material seemed to be a special kind of bronze, and the whole body was glowing with dark light.

She took out a wooden hammer and gently hit one of the clocks, making a low knocking sound.

There was still no response from the portal on the opposite side, which made Xia Feng wonder for a moment whether he had guessed the process wrong.

Qi Waner didn't think so. She felt that Xia Feng's idea was definitely right, so she handed the wooden hammer to Xia Feng with her backhand.

"Maybe the portal doesn't recognize me as the heir, so it has no intention of opening it up to me."

"Ms. sir, come and give it a try."

Xia Feng felt a little hesitant in his heart, then he clenched the wooden hammer and struck the chimes regularly.

This instrument is old and has a particularly good sound. Because it is large enough, it can also play the maximum musical avenue.

When Xia Feng started knocking, he was still thinking about the portal. After knocking, he was immersed in the music.

He was even thinking in his mind that after he was done with this period of time, he should ask the people in the palace to prepare a chime for him to keep.

Just as he was immersed in the music, the three portals on the opposite side suddenly began to tremble.

Xia Feng's subtle immersion disappeared in an instant, and he looked at the three portals opposite him expectantly.

The three portals seemed to have been roasted by something, turning into a pool of strange black liquid.

Then this mass of liquid began to slowly gather, and finally gradually condensed into a somewhat strange illusory shape.

Xia Feng felt a little anxious, because these three portals had stood here out of thin air before. Even if he went around the door, he couldn't see what was inside. At this moment, the door melted and turned into a pool of black liquid. What to do with the things inside the door?

Just when Xia Feng was in a panic, the black liquid finally stopped condensing, forming a strange bell shape, and rushed straight towards Xia Feng.

When it flew over, the chimes in front of Xia Feng seemed to start to tremble involuntarily, making a series of high or low sounds. Although they were messy, Xia Feng could hear the fear in their voices.

fear?

Xia Feng was confused, put away the wooden hammer in his hand, and looked at the black clock in the air.

The black bell looks a bit like the bell in the temple. It looks simple and unique, but it is a little small, only as big as two palms.

The black clock that rushed over seemed to have noticed Xia Feng's thoughts. It suddenly stopped in mid-air. The clock body shook and doubled in size, becoming a huge black clock.

Then it differentiated one after another, from big to small, and even assembled a set of 7 small chimes.

Xia Feng was a little more curious about the Black Bell. He took a step forward, hesitating as he didn't know which one was the Black Bell's body.

I saw the black clock on the opposite side instantly merged into one, a secret book shook out from the clock body, and then the entire clock was placed on Xia Feng's head.

Xia Feng didn't have time to think too much, as an overwhelming understanding of music was directly poured into his head by Black Bell.

Qi Wan'er was shocked when she saw Xia Feng being attacked by the black clock. She didn't know what was happening now.

She wanted to step forward to help Xia Feng, but was afraid that she would hurt Xia Feng if she acted rashly. She stood there hesitantly, not knowing what to do.

However, Black Bell obviously had no intention of harming Xia Feng. Even the understanding of music was not implanted into Xia Feng's head at once. Instead, it tested Xia Feng's ability to accept the sea of ​​consciousness and transmitted a small amount to Xia Feng. .

This small amount of realization was enough to make Xia Feng's head feel a little swollen, but it did not affect his thinking, and it would not make his head explode with the realization poured into it.

Judging from this point alone, Black Bell's spirituality is somewhat stronger than the Sky Burial Sword that Xia Feng has cultivated for a long time.

Xia Feng pressed his swollen temples, and the smile on his face widened a bit.

It should no longer be called the Black Bell. This bell is an extremely powerful ancient artifact called the Burial God Bell.

And the secret book it threw out before was actually an ancient god secret that was used in conjunction with the God Burial Bell, called the Nine Rings of the Burial God.

There was a little surprise in Xia Feng's eyes, and he reached out to touch the God Burial Bell, but it was directly dodged by it. He was particularly arrogant and did not want Xia Feng to touch it.

Qi Wan'er next to her came back to her senses and saw this scene. She looked worried and asked, "Ms. sir, what's going on?"

"This black clock seems to have its own intelligence?"

Xia Feng nodded: "The God Burying Bell has given birth to spiritual wisdom. It is like this now just because I haven't refined it yet. After refining it, it will become an extension of my great road just like the Sky Burying Sword."

The girls have always been particularly convinced of Xia Feng and feel that with Xia Feng's abilities, he can do whatever he wants.

After hearing what Xia Feng said, he felt relieved and surrounded the God Burial Bell with a look of surprise on his face, as if he wanted to discern its ability.

Xia Feng found a quiet place, waved to the God Burial Bell, then recalled the method taught in the Nine Rings of the God Burial, condensed his own musical path into a mallet, and then hit the God Burial Bell.

In an instant, a transparent ripple spread from the God Burial Bell and swept directly across the entire space.

Even Xia Ming and others who were practicing far away noticed the strange movement here, and came over with worried faces to see what happened. (End of chapter)