Ask the bell.

Ask the bell of the sword, the bell of the challenge to the mountain. The last time this bell rang, it was the disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Chi Xiulai, who left the mountain to raise his might

Fan Qiao frowned, just as he was about to go out, he went to see the situation. The winged crow suddenly came to the spirit, such a chewy topic, must be greatly discussed.

The time when the crows returned to Su Jingmen, second only to Liuliang and Heifengsha, much earlier than Fan Qiaoke, all senior brothers and sisters, Fan Qiao was really embarrassed to restrain them, and walked forward in the noise, and faintly pondered a truth in his heart: Could it be that the master thought they were too noisy, so he sent me to take them out of the mountain on an errand?

In the uproar, Fan Qiao and the winged crows rushed to the door.

The disciples on duty at the mountain gate were wandering.

In the past, there would be inner disciples who would take turns to stay at the mountain gate, and if there was really any incident, they could deal with it calmly, but now everyone is healed, and the people stationed at the mountain gate are generally ordinary outer disciples and bring a few registered disciples. Since he can be given to be on duty, he is naturally not seriously injured in the Gongshui Great Array; the stronger the array, the greater the pressure, and the more injured he is, the more shallow the cultivation is to guard the mountain gate, and a few little cultivators who have little knowledge and no skills.

Seeing Fan Qiao coming out of the mountain to respond, several disciples who left the mountain showed joy on their faces and hurriedly stepped forward to salute. Fan Qiao waved his hand to stop the junior salute, raised his eyes and swept over to the person who left the mountain to ask the sword: there are really a lot of people, there are more than 100 people, most of them look like young people, the one headed is slightly older, looks less than thirty, with a short fork on his back, black and red skin and rust, and he is a person who has been soaked in the sea all year round.

I saw someone in the mountains ushering in. The rusty man didn't make a sound, glanced at Fan Qiao, glanced at the crow, and looked into the depths of the mountain gate with his eyes turned.

Come to the mountain to talk about the sword, even if it is a challenge, you still have to hang up a signboard of 'learning', after all, you are not an enemy, everyone has to save some face. And ringing the bell, signing up, entering the mountain, and asking the sword, the rules have always been like this, and the other party has to wait for the mountain leaver to ask if he doesn't speak, which is rude.

Bright, Ding, Zhenchuan's gaze is calm. Swept through the crowd of visitors. I knew it in my heart, and they were all cultivators under a portal, and said: "Leaving the bright top of the mountain, Fan Qiao, a disciple of Su Jingmen, is polite, which fellow sect advises and leaves the mountain." "The top of light is shattered. But the descendants of the Yang Huo lineage still claim to be disciples of the Bright Peak.

The rusty man still did not speak. The young disciple behind him replied on his behalf: "Fishing for Aoyu in the West Sea." Under the Prison Dragon Pond Prison Dragon Law Sect, he occasionally practiced swords, and he had long heard the name of the sword leaving the mountain. Idle today. Mountaineering asks for a sword. ”

What is the place of Guangming Ding, and what is Fan Qiao's identity, after following Su Jing, he and the head of the sect and the elders are brothers, and he is really a high rank on the cultivation path, not to mention that he also reported the name of Su Jing, but it is only worthy of the other party's head and disciple to speak accordingly. Fan Qiao doesn't care, Crow Wei is not so easy to get along with.

"Leisure?" Wu Shang laughed.

"Dumb?" Wu Xia looked at the rusty man, and was also smiling: "I can't speak, I can always call two 'Abba Aba' to listen." ”

The crow guard didn't have good words to speak, and when he got there, he annoyed the disciples behind the rusty master, and shouted angrily: "Where did the arrogance and evil come from?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Fan Qiao's originally lowered eyelids suddenly lifted, and his gaze glared at the other party like lightning.

The wind and sun are beautiful in front of the mountain gate, but from the head of the rusty gate, more than 100 descendants of the 'Prison Dragon Sword Sect' only felt that the flames around their bodies were blazing, and the strong light in front of them killed their eyes! The cultivator's magic weapon was hidden in the spirit rhino, and when the master was panicked, the treasure naturally jumped out to protect the master, and for a while, the fork bell roared sharply, and all kinds of treasures came out.

Urging the spell to move, everyone under the Dragon Prison Gate moves the law, but as soon as their minds are connected to their treasures, they all scream in unison - logically speaking, the cultivation of the treasure is no different from the mortal dancing knife, but mortals grasp it with their hands, and the cultivation family relies on their hearts.

The mortal knife caught fire and turned into a red iron, and when he grabbed it, he would scream miserably, and the cultivator's magic weapon was invaded by the blazing fire intent, and his heart was immediately burned and his lungs were burned, and he howled miserably!

The next moment, the chaotic magic weapon fell, and more than 100 dragon disciples covered their hearts and hugged their chests and fell, and the pain was extremely painful, but they were not seriously injured, and finally the disciples from the mountain were benevolent, and they just taught a lesson.

Compared to Su Jing, Fan Qiao was nothing, but compared to this group of cultivators who didn't enter the stream at all but didn't know the height of the sky, Fan Qiao was no different from the Immortal Buddha! One of his Dharma thoughts was enough for these dragon prisoner disciples to cultivate for the rest of their lives!

The crows were full of joy, some laughed and scolded, 'Fishing for Ao, Prison Dragon, My God, so magnificent', and some replied with stiff faces, 'We are the demons who come from the top of the light'.

And when this group of crows and demons were training with Su Jing, what was fishing in the West China Sea or an uninhabited island and reef where wild beasts were entrenched!

Fan Qiao retracted his momentum, but there was no joy on his face, but he sighed, turned back to the few disciples stationed at the mountain gate, and said, "Mo Canghuang, their skills are far inferior to yours. After saying that, he beckoned to the crows and went out of the mountain on an errand.

Seeing that his expression was different, Wu Shangbai patted him on the shoulder: "It's just some small roles that don't open their eyes, just send them away, why is Brother Fan still frowning? ”

Fan Qiao shook his head: "Fishing Ao, Prisoner Dragon, I have never heard of a name, when it is a new sect that rises in the tide, there will be more and more ignorant people." Challenges are not afraid, disturbing annoying. ”

When the new force was added, when the old order was disrupted, today's young man's vision is nothing compared to the minor repair that is more shallow than the cultivation, but this is just the beginning.

In front of the mountain gate, after a while, the huge pain in the rusty man's body disappeared, he got up and looked suspicious, he was still stubborn in front of the juniors, and sneered at the disciples who left the mountain on duty at the mountain gate: "Sudden sneak attack, evil demon method, today is considered to have learned the means of leaving the mountain."

Before he finished speaking, a few celestial stars suddenly twinkled on the sky in broad daylight, and then the huge force settled, surrounding the rusty man and striking hard again and again, smashing the ground without hurting people, but after the star power, the three-foot square ground he was in was smashed and sunk by seven feet. The strength and depth are just right, just the height of the rusty man, and when he looks at the ground, only a small bun is exposed, which is indescribably funny.

After the star sword, Akame's angry voice came: "Who asked the sword to leave the mountain, disturbing the tranquility of the immortal family!"

Lei Dong then spoke: "It's just been ten years since the Star Heaven Tribulation and the Xuantian Fall. Lishan is still recuperating, at this time to talk about the sword and the Tao, Daoyou, your cheeky cultivation is gone?"

In the two sentences, the three major grandmasters showed up together, put away the sword and ran quickly to the pit, squatted down, and lowered his voice: "Daoist friends, let's go quickly, that Guangming Ding Su Jing is coming, he hasn't eaten charcoal-grilled human meat for a long time, and his mouth has been slippery recently." ”

jumped out of the pit, how dare the rusty man stay longer. He turned back to the many disciples and said, "Let's go!" Reaching out to summon the fork magic weapon that he had dropped, he suddenly felt a cold rush in his heart, and he couldn't help but shudder, and then he and the magic weapon were cut off.

The rusty man was surprised and distressed. Instinctively look up. Only then did I find that there was an unbelievably beautiful young man at the mountain gate. The beautiful man said coldly: "I don't understand the sword and don't understand the way." But those who come to the mountain to talk about the sword and the Tao, let the magic weapon stay. ”

With a wave of his sleeves, more than a hundred sword qi roared. The magic weapons scattered on the ground by the dragon prisoners were all shattered. I couldn't understand the meaning: I don't want this kind of thing from the mountain, but you don't want to take it again.

Dust Xiaosheng has always disliked the rule that 'anyone can come to the mountain to ring the bell and discuss the sword'. Today, he is presiding over the sect, and the rules about ringing the bell and asking the sword from the mountain need to be slightly modified.

Where is there room for strong support and hard mouth, the rusty man turned gray and hurried down the mountain with his disciples.

Lianhua came to the senior brother's side and said with a smile: "This is also in Lishan, if they are in Qifeng, can they live?"

Lei Dong Tianzong touched his chin and pouted: "So no one dares to go to Qi Feng to ask for the sword, they all come to Lishan to ring the bell!"

Dust Xiaosheng smiled: "Yes, I also think it's not good to be too kind." Then he turned and went back to the mountain.

When the senior brother returned to the mountain, Su Jing rushed over, and Chen Xiaosheng said with a smile: "Senior brother is late, just sent away, Fan Qiao swept a magic force." ”

Nian Hua came up with an idea: "It's okay, if you have the heart, I'll take you to catch up and beat them again!"

Su Jingcai didn't chase it, but walked directly to the 'Ask the Bell', silently cursed for a moment, raised his hand to bless a seal spell in the bell, and the dwarves looked curious from the side: "What spell?"

Su Jing was not in a hurry to answer, and urged the fire method to refine more than ten talismans, and handed them to the ordinary disciples stationed at the mountain gate: "Wear it when you are on duty, and remember to pass on the talisman when you are on duty." ”

After a few disciples nodded and brought the talisman with him, Su Jing waved his hand and knocked on the question bell, and the piercing bell suddenly added a high-pitched cry, soaring into the sky!

The loud cry can only be heard within a radius of 300 zhang, and if it is 300 zhang away, you can no longer hear the slightest sound.

A small 'drink stick' spell, if the cultivator is shallow, he will roll his eyes on the spot, and he will sleep for three days and three nights. The meaning of this spell blessed by Su Jing couldn't be clearer: don't let anyone ring the bell, you can't even stop the bell, wake up and hurry home!

Bless the spell Yu Zhong, Su Jing clapped his hands and asked his senior brother, "Will it look stingy?"

Chenxiaosheng, who had just smashed even the magic weapons of the little monks, responded: "Anyway, it's not atmospheric. When you look back, you remember to find a few more flat stone slabs and place them on the side of the road, there are always some idle people lying in a mess from the mountain gate, which is not very decent. ”

After taking care of Daxiao, the senior brother returned to the sect.

Six months have passed, Fan Qiao traveled the world, found thirty-four dolls according to the standard of Wushuang City, and asked the crow guard to take them to Wushuang City, Fan Qiao himself rushed back to the mountain to return to Su Jing, and was slightly surprised when he entered the mountain gate:

On the left side of the mountain gate, there are dozens of people lying on the stone paving, who are sleeping deeply

In just half a year, this is already the fourth batch of cultivators who have gone up to the mountain to ring the bell of questioning, without exception, they are all benefited by the tide, newly promoted loose cultivators, small sects.

The tide is coming well, but the timing is not too good for these cultivators: the great sects of Heaven Gate and the famous masters of their predecessors are all healing, this is giving them the opportunity to make a difference? Wrong, wrong, cultivation is not a martial arts test, not a fight in the ring, why bother to come out and win?!

The new cultivators only saw the great name and brilliance of the mountain, but they had never seen the starry sky calamity, and the nameless hermit formation hit the sky Haoran Liliang, which was even more dazzling!

The retreat of the famous places in the east has an impact on these rising stars: it has opened up a lofty vision and rarely seen a true style. They can't see the profound Dharma of the masters, and they have to step into the cultivation like 'once they have attained the Dao', and they have less cultivation and self-reflection in their state of mind, and they will inevitably have some crazy thoughts in their hearts. A sword flew away from the big rock and cracked, complacent, and only said, 'What is better than leaving the mountain'.

Fan Qiao shook his head. didn't say much, and went directly to see Su Jing.

Then Su Jing became more and more busy, and every six months, he would take out another two months to stay in the Wushuang City under construction, and guide the first batch of Wushuang disciples who were re-established after the break.

Fan Qiao had reverence for Qi Hongding, the lord of Wushuang City, and really put a lot of energy into the selection of dolls, and to Su Jing's surprise, among the thirty-four disciples, there was really a fairy seedling, which was a little girl. The name is Sun Xijia. She has a good body and a good talent, and she has a spiritual wisdom root in her heart, and as soon as Su Jing said about the spell, she understood, and she didn't feel that there was anything difficult about those meridians, qi veins, and acupuncture points. What's even more pleasing is that this child was born in a wealthy family of horse sellers in the north. There is an open-mindedness in nature. Occasionally, there are some stumbles between the same doors, but she never cares. All day long, the smile on the little face, happy, is happy.

But there is more than rejoicing. There was also something that made Su Jing really angry: there was a new cultivator who came to Wushuang City to challenge.

In addition to the craftsmen in Wushuang City, they are little babies, if it weren't for Su Jing who happened to be in the city, the cultivators who came to challenge would have the name of 'I defeated Tianzong Wushuang City'.

This is not Su Jing's Wushuang City, but the Wushuang City of Qi Hongding, who is seriously injured and uses a red dance to announce to the world that Qi Hongding is 'the world's show and independent'!

Qi Hongding, who has guarded the mountain, guards his city Sujing.

Lishan is benevolent and Su Jing is gentle, but it is also necessary to divide the situation and the opponent, this time Su Jing shot quite ruthlessly, and directly abolished the cultivation of the leader, and the rest destroyed the magic weapon and broke an arm

On the other hand, Fan Qiao's errand is not finished, and while going out every year to find an excellent successor for Guangming Ding, he will also add energy and continue to select dolls suitable for the cultivation of Wushuang. Fan Qiao respects Qi Hongding in his heart, and is meticulous in selecting disciples for Wushuang City, and batches of little babies who enter Wushuang City are all qualified, but there are no immortals like Sun Xijia again.

Time flies, the years are cheap, more than seven years have passed, since the head of Shen He's retreat, it has been 18 years, and the senior brother Lin Qingban has come out.

In the next two years, the three first-generation disciples took charge of the mountain, but the burden on Su Jing's shoulders was not lightened by half a point. Senior Brother Lin is ready to take over from Chenxiaosheng, regardless of Su Jing, seeing that he is busy on all fours, Senior Brother Lin always smiles: "Busy, continue, don't worry about me." ”

Fortunately, the peerless Sun Xijia has made great progress, and in less than eight years, he has crossed the heavens, broken Ningqing, and opened the three hundred and seventy-one points of the real realm, and entered Xiao Zhen at the beginning of the realization of the true self, and many small questions in the same door in practice At this time, there is no need to trouble Su Jing, Sun Xijia can answer on his behalf, the little girl is a good teacher, but there is a benefit, unless he is ten percent sure, he will never dare to answer indiscriminately, and if he is not sure, he will send a spiritual message to leave the mountain and ask Su Jing.

The tide is coming, and there are a lot more rights and wrongs on the Dongtu cultivation path than before, and now when Su Jing is not there, there will always be three corpses or demon cubs in Wushuang City, Qi Donglai. But it is worth mentioning that since the first time Su Jing was ruthless to the person who challenged Wushuang, no one dared to ask Wushuang about the sword. However, the bell from the mountain does not hurt or itch for a few days at most, and more and more people go to the mountain to ring the bell.

The world is wonderful, the mountains are prosperous, the world is ugly, the soft is afraid of the hard, fame and fortune are the head, only in what you think. It's a pity that when the tide first arrived, no matter how you look at it, this world has lost a bit of beauty, and there are two more arrogances

It's been two years.

Senior Brother Chenxiao is also gone.

The period of stationing in the sect has expired, perhaps he is not quiet in his heart for fear of parting, the senior brother left a day in advance, and did not say goodbye to Su Jing and Lin Qingpan, only left three big words on the Nine Scales Peak: I will go!

The handwriting is full of dragons and phoenixes, and it is indescribably enchanting.

Su Jing's heart was churning for a while, I don't know if there is a day when there is zaijian, when the time limit is more than two hundred years later, will the senior brother go back to Lishan to cross the tribulation? Or will he be able to comprehend the freedom and break through the realm and fly to the immortals?

I don't know, but I know for sure: he's leaving.

Heaven does not matter whether you are willing to give it up or not, those who should leave, heaven will never stay.

Xiao Buting is still in retreat in the Agu Palace, I don't know what strange magic I have cultivated, and I am still reluctant to come out, the beans in the glass bottle are jingling, and Su Jing will be happy every time he shakes, as if the beans are very happy. (To be continued......)