Taoist Master Xuanhuang

Chapter 70 The Strange Bell
  At eight o'clock in the evening, the howling cold wind blew through, and there were no pedestrians on the street.

The moonlight today is hazy and seems to be covered with a layer of mist.

To the west of Nan City, there is a dilapidated street with various warning signs standing around it. The thick fonts are red and look scary.

Those who can come here are not ordinary people.

Three cars roared over, with the Qingyun Mountain brand name clearly marked on them.

"It's coming, it's coming. I couldn't believe the notice I received from the minister just now. I didn't expect it to actually come."

Guarding this place are two spiritual masters.

Due to the strange ability of the strange clock and the fact that it is located in a densely populated urban area, there have been many accidental break-ins, so there are often spiritual masters stationed there.

Although the Strange Clock cannot move, its ability is very special. It will always reach a point in time inexplicably, as if time has resonated.

From time to time, strange events will occur in the homes of surrounding residents.

It is often too late after discovery, so the anti-evil department will pay special attention to it.

According to the description in the information given by Gao Xiaolan... in fact, they did not fully understand the ability of the strange clock. It was true that it was an earth-bound spirit and strange, but it could transcend the bound place and appear in other places at any time.

Time is weird, appearing due to time resonance, and there is no way to defend against it.

Recently, there is even a danger of spreading. The ability of the Cunning Bell is increasing, but the blockade area cannot be expanded indefinitely.

After the strange invasion, 30% of residential buildings and public facilities have become uninhabitable, and the current range of residents' activities has been greatly reduced.

The eleven people who followed Xuan Huang were the previous ten people and Sun Tong.

Xuanhuang focused on cultivating these ten people.

This time, Jinning's task is a bit difficult. He is currently the only one who has fully understood the visualization diagram, and even the first inscription is about to be engraved.

Whether it is Xuanhuang or others, he needs to experiment with how effective the visualization object can be in suppressing the soul after comprehending the complete visualization diagram.

According to Xuanhuang's speculation, as long as he understands the complete visualization object to suppress the soul, even if the inscription has not been deepened, he can start to reach the seventh level of spiritual training.

This is a guarantee.

It means that as long as you comprehend the complete visualization object to suppress the soul, you will have seven levels of willpower.

Continuously condensing inscriptions will only increase the borrowed ability. In terms of strength, it will only increase if you condense more than eight inscriptions.

This is actually very good, at least it gives them a guarantee.

Normally, with the first level of weirdness, it would be difficult to instantly pull someone with the seventh level of Intention Refining strength directly into the weird laws.

The seventh level of willpower is equivalent to building a door in one's soul. This door may not be strong, but it is at least better than being defenseless.

Previously, when Xuanhuang was at the seventh level of refining his mind, it was difficult for him to directly pull himself into a dream with the Dream Brush.

Integration of will, the seventh level of will represents whether it is the soul, dream, illusion array, mind, etc., they are all seven-level portals.

"Master Xuan."

Of the two spiritual masters stationed there, one was very thin, and his whole body exuded a stench, and a strange aura filled the air.

The other one was a lady, her whole body was wrapped tightly, but her left arm could be clearly felt as only white bones were left.

"Thank you for your hard work, you two. Just wait here."

Xuanhuang respects those who have made contributions and maintain human thinking to protect those who love us.

"I don't dare, Master Xuan, be careful."

Healers are all taciturn people, maybe due to their profession, or maybe due to their own weirdness.

"You two should go to Qingyun Mountain tomorrow. Minister Xu should have told you that I will take care of the souls that have been eroded by strange things for you."

"Thank you Master Xuan."

A smile appeared on the two people's cold faces.

The entire Nanshi Town Evil Department was very excited about the news they learned today.

This means that at least they are not afraid of strange erosion and losing control.

With such help, whether it is living longer or continuing to integrate the same source of weirdness and advance, it plays a vital role.

"It should."

Xuanhuang waved his hand.

Looking at the eleven people who came with him, he said: "You nine, please pay attention to yourselves. If there is any danger, try to delay it. I will solve the mystery as quickly as possible. Of course, you don't have to enter. ...Jin Ning, please pay attention to yourself. There is a furnace guarding you. At least you can be more calm, but still be careful. As for Sun Tong, just stay here with the two spiritual masters and don't go in."

"Yes!"

Eleven people replied.

All ten people chose to enter, and no one chose to stay.

Opportunities are rare in the first place. It is very rare to follow the mysterious master to deal with strange things.

To be honest, it would be easier for Xuanhuang to enter by himself, and there would be no need to worry about them.

However, this doesn't work, the disciples always need training.

If we don’t train them and bring them out as soon as possible now, we will have even less time in the future.

If you choose to be the leader of a force, or even the founder of Taoism, you must shoulder the corresponding responsibilities.

This is unavoidable.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that no one was flinching, Xuanhuang turned around and walked into the blockade, heading towards the dim hotel.

This place used to be a hotel, and the eighth room on the second floor of the hotel was the room where the strange clock was located.

Three years after the strange clock appeared, the place has long been deserted, and the smell of decay is permeated. The entrance to the hotel is dark and deep, like the mouth of a vicious beast devouring people.

Messy furniture and city garbage blown by the wind filled the hall on the first floor.

Stepping on the garbage, the crunching sound kept coming out.

Ever since entering the hotel, a cold atmosphere began to fill the air.

Not the kind of nauseating blood, but a coldness that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, as if falling into the doorway of hell.

The whole hotel is very quiet.

From time to time, the sound of wind blowing debris is particularly noisy.

"call!"

The ten people took a deep breath uncontrollably, but were trembling from the cold air.

"Clap, clap!"

Xuanhuang didn't stop and headed towards the stairs on the second floor.

There is always a feeling of being spied on, as if there are countless ghosts and ghosts peering at them in the darkness around them.

At least hundreds of people died here, but none of them were alive or dead, and they didn't know where they died.

And there was an inexplicable sense of voyeurism around them, as if the dead were peeping at them, trying to drag them into death.

Those who are not strong-willed must have lost ground in this situation.

Fortunately, the people who came were not ordinary people, and Xuanhuang was supporting them in front, giving them huge energy.

It seemed like we had walked for a long time. There were less than twenty steps, and everyone felt that every step was so long.

Arriving on the second floor, it was much emptyer.

At least there was no urban garbage everywhere, just some broken furniture and eerie rooms.

Each room is like a cemetery, more like the entrance to hell.

People can't help but dare not get close, for fear that a door will suddenly open and bones will stick out from inside to pull them in.

Room No. 8, the deepest part of the corridor on the second floor.

After locking the target, Xuanhuang moved towards the target.

Ten people followed with difficulty.

It can be seen from here that the strange clock is much weirder than the previous puppets.

Just by slowly approaching, these masters of martial arts and immortality were already exhausted before entering into the strange rules.

"At least a late-stage first-order, or even a peak-level deceitful bell."

Xuanhuang gave a guess.

"Boom boom boom!"

The footsteps sounded like a heartbeat, and the cold breath became heavier. It felt like swallowing ice when I breathed in it.

Come to room eight.

The door was loose and loose, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Without hesitation, Xuanhuang opened the door with his mind fully open.

"Clap, clap!"

The quiet room was dark, except for the clicking sound of an unknown clock.

It was a small room, but after eleven people entered, it didn't feel crowded at all.

Suddenly!

Time and space changed, and it was no longer a dark room, but dim lights illuminated it, and a fierce man with a sharp knife in one hand was slashing with the knife.

The man had no facial features, and his entire face seemed to be sewn together with skin.

There was a faceless man, nearly three meters tall, and the sharp blade he held was also one meter long. The whole room was filled with thick blood stains and there were no less than a hundred corpses in a dazzling array.

Xuanhuang's mind sensed that this space was actually in a gap in time and space. No wonder it was called the Lost Place.

No wonder the people who were killed could not be found. They were all here, exiled by time and space.

With intense visual stimulation and the strong smell of blood, the three-meter-tall faceless man seemed to be examining his prey with a grin.

Xuanhuang didn't pay attention to this. The faceless man couldn't break through his defense.

Despite the faceless man's huge height, his Qi sea expanded to sixty feet after condensing the second sky pillar, which is a huge force of 600,000 kilograms.     A punch without any fancy moves.

"Boom!"

The faceless man was directly hit, and blood clots flew everywhere.

But Xuanhuang didn't care about this. He was hacked to death by the faceless man, and the ten people who followed him were also hacked to death by the faceless man in other dimensions.

It's easy to get rid of the faceless man, but the hard part is to find the deceitful bell.

It is the source of the strangeness. Only by finding it, sealing it, or erasing its twisted wisdom can this lost time and space be broken.

Therefore, Xuanhuang didn't even investigate the cause.

After all, every weird thing has a memory fragment, which is the origin of their birth.

Someone must have been murdered in this room, and the faceless man was the murderer that the deceased feared. He did not know who it was, so the fear of the deceased amplified and became the unknown faceless man, which meant that the deceased did not know who the murderer was.

Later, no matter what the reason was, whether the hotel owner concealed it or the murderer disguised himself, the person who was killed was not discovered, died with hatred and was forgotten, resentment combined with the strange clock...

Anyway, that should be it, familiar cliche stories.

Xuanhuang didn't care about this, he wanted to solve the problem as soon as possible.

This strange time is indeed special, plus this place is a lost space, an exiled existence.

After Xuanhuang defeated the faceless man, he found no trace of the strange clock.

Only the sound of ticking came from nowhere.

"Hmph, since I can't find it, I'll blow it up completely."

Xuanhuang responded immediately, and the Void Knife appeared in his hand.

When it first appeared, the Void Knife seemed to smell the breath of the same kind, and it trembled with excitement. It had not been used by its master for a long time.

"Wow!"

Xuanhuang used all his strength, plus the various abilities of the Void Knife, to slash towards the surrounding area.

Since there is no magic clock in the room, let's break its rule coverage. If you don't believe it, you still can't find it.

"Boom!"

Xuanhuang's powerful and heavy sword seemed to split time and space, and the bloody room was split from the middle.

"Kaka!"

Even the steady ticking of the clock stopped.

The bloody room shattered.

Suddenly, what came into view was a dim time and space. The place was gloomy and dim, with a dim sun and moon hanging in the sky.

The sun and moon are in the same sky, and in the distance are invisible fog and mountains.

This is definitely not Nan City, or even the Blue Star World.

"Another world? Or a ruined and forgotten time and space?"

It was also the first time for Xuanhuang to see such a world.

After splitting open the room covered by the strange clock rules, it turned out to be a ruined time and space.

It's like a mezzanine of time, where the sun and moon are in the same sky, and twisted figures walk numbly, without purpose or direction.

Each figure is like a remnant soul, fragmented and twisted, presumably a remnant of the previous victim.

I don’t know if this is a remnant soul, a shadow, or lingering resentment? Or is it an idea that cannot be erased?
  They saw Xuanhuang appear, and the twisted figure began to have a target.

He opened his arms and grabbed Xuanhuang, trying to drag him into the darkness.

It was so similar to the feeling of being spied on before.

Xuanhuang understood that it was these beings who were spying on him before.

Whether they are separated by forgotten time and space, or called the other world, they are peeking at them here.

"If you die, you will die. Don't miss me anymore. I'll send you to a new life."

I saw huge tree roots appearing in Xuanhuang's palm.

No matter where Jianmu is, he can be linked to him through the small world.

It can even be said that wherever Xuanhuang is, Jianmu can take root through the link of the small world.

This world is okay too.

It is a rare alternative space. As long as the roots of Jianmu need to take root here, this place will be the scope of Jianmu Connect.

Through the small world, Jianmu already has the ability to connect all realms.

The thick tree roots were like giant dragons, and the pervasive death aura swept over the twisted figure, like a tornado, sweeping quickly.

Those existences that I don’t know how to call were quickly crushed and absorbed by the roots of the tree.

The roots of the tree reaching the sky represent the destination of death at this moment.

Even if the twisted figures keep struggling, they are still unstoppable.

Until there was a 'bump', a twisted figure was crushed to pieces, and a black box it held in its hand fell to the ground.

"Ok?"

Xuanhuang took a closer look and saw that it was not a black box, but an ancient wall clock.

Before, the wall clock merged with the twisted figure, and it was impossible to detect it.

It wasn't until all the figures were shattered that the wall clock fell out of the memory of the twisted figures.

"It's so hidden, not only in the other world, but also in the memory of the twisted figure in the other world."

"Like a matryoshka doll."

Hotel, No. 8 on the second floor, bloody room, in the other world, in the memory of the figure in the other world.

If it weren't for Xuanhuang's crushing and sweeping approach, it would have been troublesome.

How about playing weird rules with Wei Zhong to break the level?

Just break it down, layer by layer.

This kind of time weirdness is really difficult to deal with, and in the end it was hidden in the memory of a certain figure.

This figure must be the victim.

"Wow!"

After finding the culprit, Xuanhuang did not stay, and left this world with the help of small world positioning.

When he reappeared, he was at No. 8 on the second floor of the hotel.

"break!"

Suddenly, a one-meter-sized field appeared, wrapping the old clock.

Xuanhuang's will turned into a knife and broke through the chaotic consciousness wrapped in the strange power of the strange clock.

Unlike the previous time when the doll's strange mind was broken, the doll's mind was instantly shattered by Xuanhuang even if it was protected by its strange power.

The strange power of this strange clock is much more difficult to deal with. Xuanhuang's will turned into a sword, as if it has entered layers of mist of time.

If you want to lock its consciousness, you must first break the envelope of time, which is very difficult.

If it weren't for the fact that the realm also has the ability to lock time and space, Xuanhuang felt that even a second-level spiritual master would find it difficult for most people to seal the clock.

"here!"

The Xuanhuang Realm was suppressed, and time played against time. He took the opportunity to make mistakes.

"Boom!" A sound sounded like ripples in space and time.

The twisted mind of Gui Zhong is the image of a woman with blood all over her body and a broken face. She should be the deceased in Room 8.

"Wow!"

The miserable scream was particularly penetrating.

But under the knife of will, Guizhong's intelligence was chopped into pieces.

"Buzz!"

The intelligence of the clock is broken, which means the rules of the clock are gone.

There were several loud noises of "dong dong dong".

In the small room No. 8, Sun Hui and ten other people were squeezed out as if they were squeezed out by time and space.

Appeared in a small room.

Each of them looked miserable, bleeding from many places on their bodies, and even the weakest one, Song Hongliang, had one of his legs broken.

"Xuan, Master Xuan!"

"I……"

Looking at the ten people who were confused, Xuanhuang said: "It's over, I have suppressed the strange clock."

"Huh——" Ten people let out a big breath.

The three Confucian, Taoist and Buddhist people, who had always been elegant and well-groomed, were also covered in blood and looked very embarrassed.

Gujing Wubo's heart trembled violently. The monk was not like a monk, the Taoist was not like a Taoist, and the scholar was also very sloppy.

The image of a superior person is gone.

But they don't care anymore, it would be nice to come out alive.

All ten of them have experienced being chased by a three-meter-tall faceless man. They were beaten to death by one punch in Xuanhuang's place, but they were simply the king of hell demanding their lives.

"Let's recover and leave. Tonight's target is the Strange Bell and the Shroud Shop. We will continue."

After Xuanhuang finished speaking, he left first and let the ten people recover.

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(End of this chapter)