dude is so righteous

All three are chanting the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

"Good."

……

Wanfo Bell.

The sage rang the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell, which gave Luo Hong a feeling of blessing to his heart. He felt that his Confucianism and Taoism seemed to have improved a lot at this moment.

However, the phantom of the saint gradually returned to calm, and the phantom behind him disappeared and returned to his dantian.

The phantom of the sage was very peaceful, he only rang the bell five times and stopped.

And is it over?

Of course not, Luo Hong opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a change in his body.

In the dantian, the demon sword Asura, at this moment, did not pay for sucking Luo Hong dry, but it moved.

Luo Hong opened his eyes.

Above his head, there is a beautiful figure floating, and a beautiful figure is holding a black and red magic sword...

There is a surge of magic energy.

This is no ordinary sword.

Luo Hong was a little surprised, he didn't expect that Demon Sword Asura would come out to join in the fun.

What's so exciting about this excitement?

You are Demon Sword, but... this clock is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Clock!

Are you not afraid of being suppressed by this Buddhist bell?

Luo Hong was puzzled, but at this moment, the demon sword Asura emerged, and there seemed to be no oppressive power beyond Luo Hong's imagination in the Buddha bell.

The beautiful figure in the red skirt held the magic sword Asura in her hand, raised her chin, and looked at the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock with a little pride.

Luo Hong didn't care about it, since he could still knock, let's keep knocking!

boom!

Luo Hong took a step forward, and the sword energy in his meridians was instantly mobilized by the magic sword Asura.

This was pure sword energy, but in an instant, the surging sword energy seemed to make Luo Hong explode.

The meridians seemed to be cut by countless sword qi.

Hey!

I knew that this damn talent in swordsmanship was really my shortcoming!

Luo Hong cursed in his heart.

Compared with the hearty breakthrough of martial arts and the unrestrained and immortal comprehension of Confucianism and Taoism, this swordsmanship... is simply torture.

However, Luo Hong still formed a sword all over his body, like a witch wielding a magic sword. Luo Hong swung out the sword and smashed it on the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock.

thump—

Ten rings!

Even, under the incredulous gazes of many Buddhist monks, the nine-meter-tall golden bell, weighing tens of thousands of catties, was actually on the white jade lotus platform, and it was slapped with a sword!

The bell rang again, mighty and mighty.

But this time, a terrifying energy was released, the earth was lifted up, and the violent air waves were like huge waves on the vast sea.

The terrifying force of the shock caused cracks and lines on the ground of the martial arts field around the Bai Yulian Terrace.

The monks sitting cross-legged near the Wanfo Bell couldn't bear it anymore, they were all out of breath, as if they were being crushed in extreme pain.

Many monks were impacted by the air waves and slid away in all directions!

Master Farrow's eyebrows fluttered, and he was also shocked.

"This is a magic sword, and it is also a Buddha sword!"

"The poor monk remembers that it was recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that the Buddha said that there are six ways. Could it be that this is the sword of the six ways, one sword suppresses one?!"

boom!

at the same time.

The magic sword controlled the sword qi, and it was constantly stirring on the Buddha clock. Luo Hong felt that the sword qi in his body was constantly tempered and compressed, becoming stronger and tougher.

Every ray of sword energy seems to have gone through thousands of tempers.

Of course, Luo Hong was in great pain, and those who were in pain would use roars to vent their pain.

However, compared with the mighty bell, his roar was really faint and inaudible.

One sword after another swung out.

Impact on the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell.

Eleven, twelve, thirteen...

A bell rang, breaking through nine days.

The entire Wangchuan Temple seemed to have revived.

In the ancient temples where the lotus petals spread out, faint eyes opened, chanting the Buddha's name, and the Buddha's light rippling the sky and the earth.

The entire Wuliang Mountain was trembling, and it was melodious amidst the vast bells.

On the martial arts arena, Buddhist monks raised their heads.

It can be clearly seen that the clouds in the sky were blasted by the bell, and the clouds and air waves in the sky intertwined and overlapped, as if climbing up a ladder, and finally, a mushroom cloud suddenly exploded!

The exploded mushroom cloud seemed to form an ancient Buddha overlooking the world.

Howling air currents, violent wind and waves rolled in the sky!

The bell is ringing eighteen!

Dead silence.

On the martial arts arena, it was quiet, only the mighty bells were ringing non-stop.

Master Yuan Shang was also in deep shock at this moment.

"The bell rang more than nine times, and it rang eighteen times in a row. For a hundred years, it seems unprecedented..."

He took a deep breath, it would be pretty good if he could ring the bell for nine, but at this moment, Luo Hong actually rang the bell for eighteen.

Even the first-grade Buddhist cultivators who are hidden in the ancient temples in Wangchuan Temple and condense the Bodhisattva fruit may not be able to knock so many sounds!

In fact, Luo Hong's ringing the bell at this moment has nothing to do with cultivation.

However, he was still shocked.

Master Farrow raised his eyebrows, staring fixedly at Luo Hong who was ringing the bell in front of the white jade lotus platform.

"Unbelievable, really incredible..."

"Amitabha, I don't know if I can ring the bell 81 at this moment... to open the secret place 'Ksitigarbha' that I have never opened in Wangchuan Temple for 1000 years!"

Master Farrow was even a little excited, and his excited body was trembling faintly.

He seemed to understand why the head of the Buddha asked Luo Hong to ring the bell.

Could it be that Luo Hong was able to strike the bell more than nine, and even had a chance to strike the bell 81?

Master Yuan Shang glared at Master Farrow: "The host...is crazy, ringing the bell 81...how is it possible?"

"For hundreds of years, only the master of Jixia Academy can do this when he enters Wangchuan Temple. When the master rang the bell at eighty, he was able to ring No. 80, but he didn't ring it. Since then, although he came There are many strong men who ring the bell at Wangchuan Temple, but none of them can really ring 81."

"The host thinks Luo Hong can ring 81?"

Master Yuan Shang felt that he was going crazy.

Never expected that Luo Hong would do such a thing when he visited Wangchuan Temple.

Boom boom boom!

At this moment, in the ancient temples around Wuliang Mountain.

One after another, old Buddhist monks sat cross-legged in the air, looking at the direction of the Ten Thousand Buddha Clock, as if Ten Thousand Buddhas were courting their ancestors.

Master Yuan Shang's bald scalp seemed to explode.

It seems that this kind of ostentation is only available when the master rings the bell.

You must know that these Buddha shadows are all people of high virtue and respect in Wangchuan Temple, and they are all the background of Wangchuan Temple.

Luo Hong's perception of the outside world is actually not very clear at this moment.

He knocked 36 times in a row, and the anti-shock force of the bell made his sword energy extremely refined and tyrannical. Luo Hong even felt that the sword energy flowing in his body was not qi, but mercury!

The sword energy is like mercury!

boom!

What's more, the sword energy is still growing continuously. When the magic sword slaps the Wanfo Bell and the mighty bell is heard, it keeps resounding.

Luo Hong felt the shackles, which were the shackles of his swordsmanship.

Luo Hong felt that the meridians seemed to have been cut into pieces.

Compared with the breakthrough of martial arts cultivation base, it is much more painful.

"Fuck! Give me a breakthrough!"

Luo Hong growled.

The sword energy was boiling, as if it was about to break through the shackles.

However, after the 36th ring of the bell, the magic sword Asura suddenly returned to his dantian without any sound.

Immediately, the sound of the bell froze, and Luo Hong's sword practice froze just like that, stuck between the fifth-rank and fourth-rank bottlenecks, unable to break through.

"I can't even break through? Uncle Chen is right, my talent for swordsmanship...is really rubbish."

Luo Hong's face was dusty and vicissitudes.

Suffering so much pain and torture, his swordsmanship is still half-dead.

Heh, rubbish.

After the demon sword Asura restrained himself, Luo Hong only felt a burning sensation between his brows.

In the Niwan Palace, the evil god Xuying's eyes showed a bit of excitement, it's time for him to act, it's time for this mortal who doesn't have awe to know how powerful he is!

hum...

At the moment when the phantom of the evil god was in turmoil.

The Ten Thousand Buddha Clock seemed to respond, and in an instant, the Buddha's light was overwhelming!

The clouds above the nine heavens seemed to be broken, and countless brilliance sprinkled down, making the golden ancient clock more solemn.

Seems like a miraculous recovery.

A majestic suction force erupted from the body of the ancient clock. Luo Hong's feet were like dragons entrenched on the ground, but he couldn't stop his figure from being sucked away.

Inhaled the inside of the ancient clock.

This situation immediately caused an uproar among many monks in the martial arts arena.

what happened? !

Why was Luo Hong sucked into the ancient clock?

If the bell rang, Luo Hong would not be shocked to death?

Shocked into meat? !

Master Farrow's expression changed slightly. He felt that something was wrong. He rang the bell and rang the bell. What are you doing inside the bell?

With Luo Hong's strength, Zhong Bo is mighty, fearing that Luo Hong will be shaken into a flesh in an instant, and he will definitely die!

Master Faro took a step forward, a powerful aura permeated his body, and the Buddha's light was overwhelming.

This is a person who is much stronger than Yuan Shang, who has truly condensed the Bodhisattva fruit, and is only a thin line away from the real Buddha.