dude is so righteous

Monk Kuyue said: "Benefactor Luo, this is the abbot of Wangchuan Temple."

"Faro, the poor monk, I have met Lord Luo."

The old monk looked at Luo Hong and said with a smile, looking at Luo Hong with admiration.

Luo Hong was able to gather the eyes of thousands of Buddhist monks, which he did not expect. After all, Wangchuan Temple is an ancient temple for thousands of years, which has carried the Buddha's luck for thousands of years. Swaying, trembling.

This is actually Wangchuan Temple's test for the big man to enter the temple.

Back then, Emperor Xia of the Great Xia, Emperor Zhou of the Great Zhou, and the Empress of the Great Chu all visited Wangchuan Temple at the same time. Wangchuan Temple dispatched all Buddhist monks, a total of [-] Buddhist monks, gathered at Wangchuan Temple for thousands of years of Buddhist luck. .

Today, Luo Hong came to Wangchuan Temple. Although Luo Hong didn't have much energy, Wangchuan Temple still didn't neglect him.

Luo Hong nodded slightly towards Master Faro.

Farrow smiled: "The head of the Buddha calculated that Lord Luo is about to visit Wangchuan Temple, what is the purpose, the head of the Buddha also told me.

"The head of the Buddha attaches great importance to Lord Luo's visit."

Luo Hong also raised his palms, and said: "I would like to meet my seventh uncle."

Master Farrow smiled.

"can."

Master Faro said: "Lord Luo Xiaobei has been sealed under the Buddhist well of Wangchuan Temple for fifteen years, so he can't be seen easily."

Afterwards, Master Farrow pointed to the nine-meter-high golden bell with Buddha's radiance floating in the center of the martial arts arena.

"That is the treasure of Wangchuan Temple, the Wanfo Bell."

"If the benefactor can ring the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells for nine times, then you will be able to see the benefactor Luo Xiaobei. If you can't ring nine times, the Buddha said that there is no fate, then you will not be able to see him. Please return to the same way as the benefactor Luo."

Master Farrow, said.

hiss.

Ring the bell at nine? !

Master Yuan Shang and Ku Yue standing behind Luo Hong gasped.

Even Yuan Shang, who is a first-rank eminent monk, can't do it with confidence!

And Luo Hong originally thought what kind of request Wangchuan Temple would make, but he didn't expect it to be this...

Ring the bell?

That's it? !

Ringing the bell or something, I am a professional!

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Chapter 1 Eighty-hand Knocking of the Buddha Bell, the Millennium Fortune [First update, please ask for a monthly ticket, please subscribe]

Luo Hong heard that Master Farrow asked him to ring the bell, and he could only see Luo Xiaobei when the bell rang nine times.

In fact, this can be regarded as making things difficult, but it should also be the rule of Wangchuan Temple.

For this thousands of years old temple, the most important thing is the rules.

Luo Hong didn't get angry, and even silently gave a thumbs up in his heart.

After all, he is a professional at ringing bells.

In the bell tower of Jixia Academy, Luo Hong was forced to ring the bell. Although every time he rings the bell, life is worse than death, but he has a little feeling in his heart.

For ringing the bell, I have my own experience.

But Ku Yue and Master Yuan Shang behind him frowned.

"Brother host, will it be too much?"

Master Yuanshang folded his palms together, bowed slightly, and said.

"If the bell rings nine times, will the requirements be too high?"

Monk Kuyue also raised his palm and nodded earnestly.

The Wanfo Bell has carried the luck of Wangchuan Temple for thousands of years. Every monk in Wangchuan Temple is both Buddhist and martial arts, and there are tens of thousands of monks. , did not dare to attack Wangchuan Temple easily.

Wangchuan Temple, Longhu Mountain, and Kunlun Palace, these three can be called the three holy places of the rivers and lakes.

The style of Wangchuan Temple and Kunlun Palace is higher. Longhu Mountain is now the state religion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it has actually fallen into the secular world. In terms of style, it is actually a little lower than Kunlun Palace and Wangchuan Temple.

Master Farrow shook his head.

"This is the meaning of the Buddha's head."

"Anyone who wants to see Luo Xiaobei's benefactor must complete the nine rings of the Wanfo Bell, otherwise, even if a celestial being leaves the gate of heaven, he will not be able to see him."

Master Faro was wearing cassock and said seriously.

Then, their eyes all lifted up and landed on Luo Hong.

"Lord Benefactor, how?"

Master Farrow asked.

They want to listen to Luo Hong's opinion.

Monk Kuyue took a deep breath, fearing that Luo Hong would not know the difficulty of knocking the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell, so he said, "Lord Benefactor Luo, the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell is the treasure of Wangchuan Temple, and it is a real magic weapon."

"Carrying the 8000-year Buddhist and martial arts of Wangchuan Temple, once you choose to ring the bell, it is tantamount to countering the Buddhist and martial arts of Wangchuan Temple.

Bitter Moon said seriously.

He needs to tell Luo Hong the seriousness of the matter.

Luo Hong also raised his eyebrows, and he looked at the nine-meter-tall golden bell.

The golden bell was illuminated by Buddha light, and Buddha statues were engraved one after another on it. It was indeed miraculous. Moreover, Luo Hong could feel that there was a surge of majestic power around the golden bell, causing the space to distort.

This is indeed a magic weapon.

Even, it is not weaker than the sage clock in the academy.

But since Luo Hong came to Wangchuan Temple, he naturally wanted to meet Luo Xiaobei, so he chose to ring the bell.

Luo Hong still had some confidence in ringing the bell.

Seeing this, Kuyue and Master Yuanshang stopped dissuading them.

Master Faro smiled slightly, clasped his palms together, and said, "Lord Benefactor, please."

"please"

boom

As soon as Master Faro opened his mouth, thousands of Buddhist monks behind him spoke at the same time. The sound was like a dragon opening, exploding in the sky above the martial arts field, which made people tremble and shocked.

Luo Hong narrowed his eyes. Although he felt oppressed, he still remained calm.

With his white clothes flying, Luo Hong took a step towards the ancient clock supported by a large white jade lotus platform in the center of the martial arts arena.

The ancient clock is suspended above the white jade lotus platform, the golden light is shining, and the Buddha's light is shining everywhere.

The monks on both sides turned sideways one after another, making way for Luo Hong, and Luo Hong walked forward.

The nine-meter-high bell was incomparably towering, like a small mountain, engulfed in endless oppression.

The Buddha statues on it seemed to be alive, and each Buddha statue was overlooking Luo Hong.

When Luo Hong was within ten meters of the big clock, he felt a solid air wall oppressing him. The incomparable strength was indestructible.

Farrow, Yuanshang, Kuyue and other monks were all standing in the distance.

Watch Luo Hong step by step, approaching the Wanfo Bell.

oppression

The huge pressure made Luo Hong feel that his breathing was suddenly stagnant.

Raising his head and staring at the Wanfo Clock, Luo Hong took a deep breath.

There is no wooden stake, and there is nothing to ring the bell. If you want to ring the bell, you can only rely on Luo Hong himself.

In other words, the bell must be struck hard.

The pressure was naturally great, and once the bell was rung, as Kuyue said, the oppression of Buddha's luck and martial arts might crush Luo Hong in an instant, and the shaking bell would be stubble.

With Luo Hong's fifth-rank cultivation, it is too difficult to be a human being to ring the bell nine times.

Even if it is a master of the first rank, there are only a few people who want to knock nine rings.

The monks in the entire Martial Arts Field raised their palms one after another and stared at Luo Hong. The oppression brought by thousands of eyes seemed to be intertwined in the sky.

Luo Hong took a breath and let out another breath.

Set foot on the white jade lotus platform.

The white shirt on his body was suddenly blown up by a gust of wind.

Luo Hong suddenly felt that he was facing a vast Buddha.

far away.

Master Farrow's long white eyebrows floated in the air waves.

Fifth grade, not to mention nine rings, even if the bell is ringed, it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

In fact, when the Buddha's head asked Luo Hong to ring the bell for nine rings, Master Faro also felt that the Buddha's head was making things difficult.

Seeing that Luo Hong immediately agreed to come down and ring the bell, Farrow also felt emotional in his heart, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

Perhaps, after suffering a bit, you will understand that this clock is not so easy to strike.

Luo Hong raised his hand and clenched his fist.

His eyes froze suddenly, the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling, and the fifth-grade armor

The blood-colored armor appeared on his body, and Luo Hong's five fingers pinched and turned into a fist and swung, the white shirt on his body was stretched straight, and the vertical fist struck and hit the ten thousand Buddha clock.

I shake the Buddha bell with my blood

Silent.

It was like shaking an extremely tall mountain with bare hands.

Luo Hong only felt that he had been hit by a punch, and the Wanfo Bell did not move at all.

Not to mention striking the bell.

Luo Hongxin suddenly became cold, isn't this fart going to collapse?

And in his dantian, the phantom of the saint, the phantom of the demon sword, and the phantom of the evil god all opened their eyes, staring at the ten thousand Buddha clock with some seriousness.

boom

The moment the three of them opened their eyes in Luo Hong's dantian.

Gu Zhong responded.

Countless qi and blood rushed out of Luo Hong's body like a vast wave, hitting the ancient clock.

Luo Hong's eyes were red and he gritted his teeth.

"one ring"

嗡

The Ten Thousand Buddha Bell suspended in the air suddenly trembled, and at the next moment, a substantial bell wave on it dissipated like ripples.

The air is like undulating water waves, hunting and moving.

It was silent for a while, and the air flow seemed to be emptied in an instant, breaking through the huge waves, and the depressing, low-pitched bell rang out from the ancient bell in an instant with a thick, long, and roaring sound.

mighty, spread all over the world

On the martial arts arena.

All the monks' expressions changed, Master Fa Luo's cassock flew up, and his eyes sparkled.

Kuyue opened her mouth in disbelief.

Yuan Shang stared even more.