"I think Mr. He should also know why I came to Donghuang Town."

Xiao Yi said bluntly.

"Mr. Xiao, do you really think that even if the Donghuang Bell really appears in the world, you will be able to get it?"

Mr. He's tone suddenly changed.

"This... I have to give it a try. Others don't know, but what if I am destined to have this divine weapon?"

Xiao Yi continued, vaguely feeling that this old man was a little unusual.

Old Man He looked at Xiao Yi, with a complex look in his eyes that was barely detectable.

"Do you have a cigarette?"

After a while, Mr. He spoke again.

Xiao Yi:......

The style of this painting is wrong. Shouldn't we get to the point next?

The thought flashed through his mind, and he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over. It seemed that this old man was not only addicted to alcohol, but also a heavy smoker.

Forget it, since I'm here, I might as well just listen for fun.

"What do you want to hear?"

Mr. He took a deep puff of his cigarette and asked.

"It doesn't matter. I'll listen to whatever you say."

Xiao Yi also lit a cigarette.

Looking at Mr. He again, he kept silent and continued to eat and drink without any courtesy.

"A little salty."

"This heat is not right..."

"How can you put vinegar in this? This cook should go home and grow sweet potatoes!"

Mr. He made comments while eating.

Xiao Yi's mouth twitched. Good man, do I want to hear this from you?

It was a pity that he just felt that this old man seemed a little different, but it seems that he was overthinking it.

Or, how about putting out your mobile phone and doing a food show to improve the elderly’s life in their later years?

"That Chaos Clock..."

Mr. He finally spoke again.

“Oh… this is what we locals call it.”

“There are actually two versions of the legend about this Donghuang Bell.

First, when Donghuang Taiyi was born, he was holding a magical bell in his arms, which is the origin of the Donghuang Bell.

The Donghuang Bell possesses the power of an innate treasure. Donghuang Taiyi and his brother Dijun jointly established the original heaven. After that, people called it the Donghuang Bell..."

Xiao Yi nodded slightly. He had heard this version before.

“Secondly, it is said that Donghuang Taiyi was one of the three disciples of Hongjun Patriarch, and when the magic weapons were divided, he got the Donghuang Bell.

After Pangu created the world, Donghuang Taiyi used the power of the Donghuang Bell to create the Heavenly Palace, and called himself the Emperor of Heaven. He turned the Donghuang Bell into a gate to the Heavenly Palace, and also served to protect the Heavenly Palace.

Uncle He poured another glass of wine.

"Don't you want some?"

Xiao Yi was speechless. You don’t look like you want to drink with me. Isn’t it good to eat and drink by yourself?

"I...I'm allergic to alcohol."

Xiao Yi said casually, not interested in what Mr. He said, which was too official.

“No luck.”

Old Man He shook his head and sipped the wine by himself.

“It is said that those who possess the Donghuang Bell can manipulate time, space, and souls by controlling the sound of the bell, and can even control the power of life and death.

All these abilities are derived from the power of chaos contained within the Donghuang Bell. Only those who truly master the power of chaos can fully unleash the power of the Donghuang Bell..."

"Should you be so exaggerated?"

The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth twitched. This mythological atmosphere was indeed quite heavy.

"Really? I think I'm exaggerating."

Mr. He said.

"It's not an exaggeration, is that a legend?"

Xiao Yi forced a smile. Damn, that makes a lot of sense.

However, although it is a bit exaggerated, some of its abilities will definitely be demonstrated, especially after it recognizes its master and completely restores its abilities from ancient times, it will surely be able to continue to destroy the world!

He had no doubt about this.

"Uncle He, can we talk about something down to earth?"

Xiao Yi couldn't help but mention it.

"That's so boring."

Mr. He smacked his lips and continued praising the wine.

"…For example, regarding the relationship between our ancient town and the Donghuang Bell, and whether there have been any anomalies in recent decades?"

Xiao Yi asked.

"Never."

Mr. He shook his head.

"When I was a kid, I only heard from the elders that in ancient times, there was a most intense war, it seemed to be called something..."

"War of Liches."

Xiao Yi continued.

“Yes, it was the war between wizards and liches, in which the creatures between heaven and earth fought fiercely for hegemony.

It is said that in the final stage of the war, Donghuang Taiyi and Donghuang Bell were both severely damaged and eventually perished together with the enemy.

The place where the Donghuang Bell disappeared is here, so it is called Donghuang Town..."

Mr. He explained.

"Are all these things you mentioned passed down from our ancestors?"

Xiao Yi frowned.

"Some of them were learned later from comic books."

Mr. He did not hide anything.

Xiao Yi wanted to curse, what the hell, even comic books are out!

"Kid, I know what you want to hear."

Mr. He put down his glass.

Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and said, "Why did you say so many irrelevant things?"

"My grandfather's grandfather once told my grandfather..."

Mr. He said.

Xiao Yi pulled the corner of his mouth. Can't you call me great-grandfather? You must be doing this on purpose...

"what happened?"

Mr. He asked.

"It's okay, just say it."

Xiao Yi directly used the honorific title, this is simply a 'living father'!

"It is said that after Donghuang Taiyi and Donghuang Bell disappeared, some of his subordinates vowed to protect Donghuang Taiyi and Donghuang Bell for generations..."

Mr. He said.

"Subordinates? Guarding for generations? Could it be that they are still guarding this place?"

Xiao Yi was a little surprised. He finally heard something interesting.

But if there really is such a guardian, why has he never shown up in all these days?

Or has it already appeared quietly, but he just didn't encounter it?

“I don’t know about this. Anyway, we haven’t seen it for several generations. Maybe it has been lost in the long river of history.

Or maybe there is no such person at all, it is just a legend."

Mr. He shook his head.

Xiao Yi frowned, thinking of the giant wolf tribe in Kongtong Mountain, and didn't think this was a fabricated story.

"Mr. Xiao, if there really is such a force hiding in the dark and powerful, would you still dare to fight for the Donghuang Bell?"

Mr. He asked.

"This one……"

Xiao Yi paused.

"Why, you're not afraid?"

"Haha, why should you be afraid?"

"Are you so confident in your own abilities?"

"Not really."

Xiao Yi shook his head.

"Even if they are really passed down from generation to generation, what is their responsibility to the Donghuang Bell?"

"Of course it's protection!"

"If he is the guardian, is he the owner of the Donghuang Bell?"

"of course not."

Mr. He shook his head.

"If not, what should they do if the new owner of the Donghuang Bell appears?"

Xiao Yi asked.

"This……"

Mr. He was speechless.

"Uncle He, let me tell you a secret."

Xiao Yi continued.

"Do you know that besides the Donghuang Bell, there are other divine artifacts in this world?"

"heard about it."

"Then I'll tell you, I have one or two ancient artifacts in my hands. So, do you think I have the confidence?"

Xiao Yi said with a smile that facing such an old man, he was not worried about the secret being exposed.

Hearing this, a complex look flashed in Mr. He's eyes again.

He wanted to ask something, but he held back because of what he thought.

He shook his head, suppressed all his thoughts, and continued to eat meat and drink.

After staying for a while, Xiao Yi saw that he had not gained anything else, so he said goodbye and left.

Mr. He slowly put down his wine glass and looked at Xiao Yi's back, his eyes becoming extremely deep...

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