How long the Black River is in the Forest of Death, no one knows, where it starts and ends, and no one knows.

However, the big and small bamboo rats in the forest know that the little bamboo rats have to lie on a leaf every hundred years, follow the water of the Heihe River, go down the river, look at the beautiful scenery along the way, and resolve the loneliness and depression in their hearts.

The river meandered like a black dragon winding away.

At the end of the Black River, there stands an ancient tower that has been sealed in the dust.

The tower was dilapidated and covered with spider silk, and the rocks below were covered with moss, covering all the scars and sword wounds on the stones. The ancient tower has a total of nine layers, the meaning is that one layer is one to the sky, the gate is made of the best pear wood, and the top is hung with a piece of the most precious pennant, but it has also been eroded by the years to become unshaped, dilapidated, blown by the cold wind, the whole ancient tower is shaken, as if it will collapse at any time.

But the door that has been eroded by the years is tightly closed.

Behind the ancient pagoda is a small pavilion made of bamboo, and a large bell stands in the pavilion.

The bell is full of runes that beat like tadpoles, and on the top of the bell, the dragon and phoenix patterns are imprinted. The dragon is a green dragon, looming in the clouds, and opposite it, is a phoenix, its feathers are colorful, incomparably gorgeous, a dragon and a phoenix are dumbfounded, and the breath stirs nothingness.

A wooden stick made of unknown material the thickness of a bucket hangs next to the bell.

This is a forbidden place in the Death Forest, except for the large and small bamboo rats, no fierce beast dares to linger, not even a fierce beast with the strength of the Venerable, and the water of the Black River flows out of a stone cave under this ancient tower.

As the name suggests, the water of the Black River is slightly darker, and this color is like a small bowl filled with water suddenly dripping with five or six drops of ink.

Two bamboo rats, one large and one small, stood side by side under the small pavilion, and the big bamboo rats pursed their eyes. Looking at Ou Yangming, his eyes were full of solemnity, and he said in a deep voice: "I have been in the Forest of Death for thousands of years, except to guard this forbidden place, in order to ring this big bell, and you are the first people to come here in these thousands of years. As he spoke, its bone-sharp fingertips pointed at the bell.

The brown pupils are full of depth and vicissitudes, and there is a kind of indifference that sees through the world.

Ou Yangming took the vicissitudes in his eyes into his eyes, and knew in his heart that the depth in the eyes of the big bamboo rat was not pretending to be deep, but because of the rich experience naturally presented.

This may be that I have seen too many people warm and cold, and the world is hot and cold.

He exhaled a cold breath, his eyes stared, he arched his hand, his voice was extremely respectful, and said: "Senior, I don't know how long this ancient tower has existed? What is the significance of this big bell ringing?" asked two questions in a row, which he was eager to know in his heart, and he faintly felt that this ancient tower might have a great relationship with the formation of the Death Forest, and people would be curious about unknown things, even if it was Ou Yangming, it was no exception.

The big bamboo rat felt the strange and special aura on his body, and his voice was gentle, answering his question: "This ancient tower has existed for 10,000 years, as for the significance of this big bell ringing, I don't know, I only know that ringing the big bell is a mission flowing in the blood of the bamboo rat." There is another sentence, it did not say it, this is a mission, but also a shackle, rigidly on top of its head, getting tighter and tighter, and it is impossible to break free at all.

The big bamboo rat looked at Ou Yangming, and there was a hint of anticipation in the depths of his eyes.

As for the little bamboo rat, he looked at Rhubarb with a curious expression, and after thinking, he glanced at the multi-armed King Kong. Most of the fierce beasts in the Death Forest are covered with bone spurs, terrifying and terrifying, like rhubarb, it is the first time to see it, as for the multi-armed King Kong, it is even more bizarre, the human ape head, so that the little bamboo rat can't take his eyes off.

Ten thousand years, is this time again? Ou Yangming muttered in his heart, in the great array arranged by Xu Junqing, Ou Yangming already knew that every 10,000 years, a great catastrophe would occur in the spiritual realm, causing the living beings to be miserable, even if it was a Venerable One, he would not dare to say that he could be alone in the great tribulation.

And now, the time of existence of this ancient tower also happens to be 10,000 years, this is a coincidence, or there is an unknown conspiracy in it, which is intriguing. Ou Yangming's mind was like a paste stirred by a pair of chopsticks, chaotic.

"Master, what's wrong?" Seeing that Ou Yangming's face was very bad, the multi-armed King Kong asked in the spiritual world with his mind.

"It's okay, it's a bit of a mess in my head. Ou Yangming secretly said in his heart, and this voice suddenly sounded in the brain domain of the multi-armed King Kong.

This kind of communication was not noticed by the large and small bamboo rats.

Ou Yangming shook his head, suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his mind, he spat out a cold breath from his mouth, and threw a stone into the black river, and suddenly, ripples in the shape of an arc rolled outward.

He took two steps forward, looked at the big bamboo rat, and asked, "Will there be unexpected dangers when the bell rings?"

The big bamboo rat spread his paws, shook his head, and said, "I don't know, this big bell hasn't rang once for 10,000 years, no matter how much it is struck, it won't ring, have you seen the wooden stick next to the big bell?"

Ou Yangming's eyes flickered, and he immediately nodded.

The big bamboo rat showed a rare hint of horror in his eyes, and said with a straight face: "On weekdays, I struggle to lift this wooden stick. ”

"Huh?" Ou Yangming's face changed slightly, and he secretly said in his heart, how could this be possible, how could such an unsightly wooden stick be so heavy.

Even if it is a heavy treasure, it should not be difficult for a Venerable. Moreover, judging from the aura exuded by the big bamboo rat, even compared to the multi-armed King Kong that had survived the Six Heavenly Tribulations, it was not weak at all, and even in some aspects, it was particularly superior.

It is no exaggeration to describe how strong His Holiness is in power, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as if he was pulling out the mountain and covering the world, and now, it actually said that it was difficult to lift this wooden stick, which was incredible.

The big bamboo rat was undoubtedly a fierce beast with great wisdom, and when he saw Ou Yangming's expression, he immediately understood the thoughts in his heart.

There was a flash of memory in its eyes, and it said: "Two thousand years ago, my father reached the end of the day, and all the spiritual power in the dantian was working, and the bell still did not ring. Since it didn't ring, this heavy burden will be on my shoulders. At that time, I had just survived the catastrophe, ambitious, unwilling to be bound in the forest of death, rang the bell every day, for thirty years in a row, but the bell did not even ring once, and later, I figured out that this is luck, but also fate, but also the responsibility that the bamboo rat clan has to bear. After that, I sat for a hundred years, calming my mind and waiting for someone with the qualifications to ring the bell with peace of mind. Hehe, until today, maybe it's waiting. ”

It looked deeply at Ou Yangming, and its tone became more and more solemn: "If you are this person, then this big bell can finally be ringed." "In the ancestral training of the bamboo rat clan, only a specific person can ring the bell.

Although the big bamboo rat's voice was flat, Ou Yangming still heard the helplessness in this voice.

Ou Yangming's heart was shocked, he observed intently for a long time, and slowly spoke: "Life and fortune are things that are unpredictable and unpredictable. ”

When he said this, he was particularly emotional, originally, in his life, if he didn't get the fire of the heavenly phoenix, it was very likely to be plain and inactive, worrying about firewood, rice, oil and salt every day, but it was because of the fire of the heavenly phoenix that his life trajectory had undergone earth-shaking changes and embarked on a colorful and colorful road.

The big bamboo rat looked up at the sky like a wise old man, and said solemnly: "It's not early, get ready to ring the bell!"

Ou Yangming's eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice, "What do you need me to do?"

The big bamboo rat glanced at him with a little meaning, and chuckled, "Of course, I need to take a drop of essence blood from your body. ”

"Don't dare to disobey!" Ou Yangming's expression was respectful, and he bowed his hand slightly.

Rhubarb and the multi-armed King Kong are also burning in their eyes, with anticipation in their hearts.

The big bamboo rat walked into the pavilion, his furry paws were a little forward, and his sharp nails flashed coldly, as if he was ignoring space, and it was directly printed on Ou Yangming's eyebrows, Ou Yangming only felt an itch in his eyebrows, and a drop of scarlet blood with vitality flew out of his eyebrows, spinning on the bamboo rat's paws.

Its claws pressed forward, its fingertips flickering, and the air in front of it exploded and peeled outward.

The sharp mouth exhaled softly, and roared, "Open really!"

A heavy aura spread out, like a mountain as heavy as ten thousand pounds pressing on Ou Yangming's heart, even if it was as strong as a multi-armed King Kong, there was a faint depression in his heart, it was conceivable how far the cultivation of the big bamboo rat had reached.

Immediately afterward, this drop of essence blood turned into a blood mist and merged into the bell.

Suddenly, the cumbersome and complicated lines on the big bell, the ghostly and demonic lines, from the bottom of the big bell, up inch by inch, the light is great, the colors are different, and the surroundings are illuminated brightly.

The big bamboo rat gathered and exhaled, spewing out an arc-shaped hurricane.

The small body swelled up suddenly, and the supple hair on the body stood up instantly, looking a little less weak and a little more awe-inspiring. The body pulled apart, soared directly, and finally became extremely strong, with muscles like wriggling green worms, and the whole body was full of explosive power.

The little bamboo rat clung to his chest, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Obviously, it had never seen such a picture before.

"Drink!" The big bamboo rat moved, stepped out of dozens of zhang in one step, and came to the bottom of the long pavilion.

The claws were separated, and it directly held the wooden stick the thickness of the bucket, and its eyes showed a look of enlightenment, and it secretly said in its heart, could it be that this Terran boy is really a suitable candidate, so it made this wooden stick light as nothing? Without hesitation, a cyclone suddenly appeared in the dantian, rolling all the spiritual energy, turning it into qi, and transmitting it to the pair of claws that had experienced vicissitudes.

The big bamboo rat burst out, his eyes flashed, and his paws pushed outward.

In an instant, the wooden stick carried the Yangtze River into the sea and slammed into the bell.

"Boom ......"

I saw that the bell first fell inward, and then protruded outward, so repeatedly, kept vibrating, and the light emitted was brighter, like a burning star, extremely hot, and then, a ripple visible to the naked eye and a roar spread at the same time, completely breaking the silence in the forest of death......