Chapter 482 Bells

Chapter 482 Bells

Chapter 482 Bells
In the room, the two of them exchanged pleasantries for a moment.
As the sky was about to brighten, Long Xixiang started talking about business:
"Senior, ten days ago, Master Yuanqing sent a letter to all the sects, inviting us to a small gathering at Yiqi Villa to discuss important matters. I wonder if you would be willing to honor us with your presence?"

"Is it inappropriate for me to participate in this inter-sect gathering?"

Qin Yun was not surprised. Since this matter involved the Eight Directions Temple and the imperial court, it would be strange if the five major Taoist sects could really sit still.

"We have always admired and respected the reputation of our senior. What's wrong with that?"

Long Xixiang said seriously.

Qin Yun glanced at him and shook his head: "I would like to go, but I am unable to do so."

"Are you still not well from your injury?"

Long Xixiang frowned slightly: "I don't know if my Dragon and Tiger Temple's Great Pill..."

"useless."

Qin Yun sighed and declined his offer: "It is difficult for me to leave this tower now, let alone go out. I will not go to Yiqi Villa."

"However, if you are willing, you can come to the Eight Directions Tower for a while..."

"This……"

Now it was Long Xixiang's turn to hesitate.

He naturally had respect for this senior, but the other sects were much more cautious and fearful and would not come here for the gathering.

"Okay, if you have anything important to say after the meeting, please let me know."

Qin Yun just smiled and didn't embarrass him: "This is about the court. Don't say that I am not dead. Even if I am dead, I will get up and help the situation."

"Junior took note of it."

Seeing this, Long Xixiang didn't say anything else. He bowed and turned into light and disappeared.

Qin Yun watched calmly until his breath disappeared from his perception, then he said:

"This little monk is kind-hearted."

“Not really.”

Qin Shixian touched her head subconsciously. She had not forgotten the sneak attack that day.

Qin Yun narrowed his eyes, his expression subtle: "Taoist Yuanqing invited all the sects to meet, it seems that he has also realized the changes in the Bafang Temple..."

"Changes in Bafang Temple?"

Qin Shixian was slightly surprised.

"The grand sacrifice is not a one-day effort. When the imperial court spread the news that it wanted to sacrifice to the Bafang Temple, the sacrifice was probably already underway. Wan Zhuliu invited people from all over the world to watch the grand sacrifice, which must mean that the Bafang Temple had already responded."

Qin Yun played with the jade tower in his palm.

"Has Bafang Temple responded?"

Qin Shixian was skeptical, but the old man spoke with a very confident tone, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Seeing her like this, Qin Yun shook his head in his heart, but still patiently answered: "How much do you still need to pass the Daozi Trial of the Great Wilderness Sect?"

“…Not even close.”

Speaking of this matter, Qin Shixian also had a headache.

Many years ago, before she broke through the Tiangang, she had already entered the Daozi trial of the Dahuang Gate.

But after all these years, she was still a little short of mastering the Great Wilderness Sea Purple Gold Spear.

"That's of course not noticeable."

Qin Yun stretched out his five fingers, and the small jade tower in his palm glowed with a faint light, and a strong scent of incense filled the air.

hum~
Qin Shixian looked intently, and through the faint light and energy, he vaguely saw an ancient temple floating in the endless dim light.

Ancient, mysterious and vague.

"Is there really any unusual movement in Bafang Temple?"

Qin Shixian shook her wrist, and a purple-gold light suddenly flashed in the Eight Directions Tower. In a flash, a purple-gold spear appeared in her palm.

The spear is seven feet long, with various mysterious patterns on it, exuding the same ancient aura.

This is exactly the Great Wilderness Sea Purple Gold Spear. Normally, this spear is kept in the depths of the Eight Directions Tower for nurturing. It is her backup plan.

"...You don't even have the qualifications to enter the final trial, so how can you detect the Eight Directions Temple?"

Seeing Master Qin concentrating on sensing the purple-gold spear, Qin Yun was quite amused.

"If I can't do it, how can those others detect it?"

Qin Shixian was quite dissatisfied.

Although she did not pass the Daoist trial of the Great Wilderness Gate, but for several places like the Longhu Temple and Yiqi Villa, no one has even passed the true test for many years.

“No matter how weak the Five Dao Sects are, they still have the backup plan left by their ancestors, which can lead to the final trial path…”

Qin Yun stared at the small jade-colored tower, looking at the shadow of the ancient temple that seemed to be there and not there, seemed to be within reach, but was actually impossible to grasp:

"The outsider did have some tricks that day. How long has it been?"

Qin Yun muttered softly, his heart in a trance. Many years ago, he tried every possible means and spent all he had, but he could only achieve this step.

"Poison Dragon Academy..."

Qin Yun collected his thoughts, suddenly waved his hand, and took the bronze mirror behind him.

"What are you..."

Qin Shixian was startled, and looked in the direction where he saw a faint golden light flashing in the bronze mirror. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be a large golden bell.

"This is?!"

Qin Yun didn't care about Qin Shixian's astonishment. He thought about it and pointed his finger at the bronze mirror, or rather, the golden bell in the bronze mirror clock.

boom!
……

……

Shendu City is located in the north of Dayun territory and has very distinct four seasons.

Although it was only late autumn, the weather was already quite chilly, and among the peddlers hawking their wares in the streets and alleys, there were many charcoal sellers.

However, what they are selling is not ordinary charcoal, but "animal charcoal" made from spiritual wood and carved into various animal shapes.

This type of spiritual wood animal charcoal is not only smokeless, but also has a faint spiritual wood aroma when burning, which can nourish the spirit and relieve fatigue.

Often one piece would cost one or two taels of silver, and was quite popular among wealthy families.

"The masters of the Divine Capital City really know how to enjoy themselves. They even carve charcoal so exquisitely..."

In a restaurant facing the street, by the window on the sixth floor, a tall young man stood by the window, overlooking the streets of Shendu.

His name was Liu Jingshan, a native of Henglong Dao. When he was young, he met an extraordinary person. He studied martial arts in the mountains for many years. Not long after he came out of the mountains, he heard that the court wanted to offer sacrifices to the Bafang Temple, so he came to the capital.

There are many people like him in the city of God at this moment.

"Brother Liu, you are wrong. This spiritual wood beast charcoal is not unique to the Divine Capital City. There are similar things in our Henglong City, but they are not sold on the streets."

The person who spoke was a young man dressed in silk. He gently shook his wine glass and said with a smile:

"If Brother Liu likes it, Wang can give you a car."

"Forget it. I, Liu Jingshan, cannot enjoy the blessing of your Yunding Wang family."

The young man turned around, sat down, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

There are five regions and nineteen states in the world, and the nine states of Henglong and Wanlong are not included. These nine states are reserved for the imperial court.

There are some martial arts sects among them, but not many of them have become powerful. The ones who hold power in Kyushu are big families such as the Yunding Wang family, the Xiangshan Zhang family, the Nanling Yun family, etc.

"Brother Liu is joking."

Wang Jingyin smiled and suddenly stood up. At the right time, a voice came from outside the door:

"Sir, Master Wan wants to see you."

"Master Wan?"

Wang Jingyin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood up and bowed: "Brother Liu, if you have nothing else to do, why don't you go visit Master Wan together?"

"Master Wan..."

Liu Jingshan's eyes flickered.

There are many people with the surname Wan in the world, but in the capital city of God, there is only one family with the surname Wan.

That is King Zhenwu, the Wan family.

"Alright."

Liu Jingshan did not refuse. The two of them went out, with the free servant leading the way, but what surprised them was that this Master Wan was not in any clubhouse, restaurant, or mansion.

But on the street facing the street.

"That one is Master Wan?"

Liu Jingshan frowned slightly.

Not far away, on the long street, there was a big black umbrella, and under it sat an old man with a face as black as iron and a strong beard and blue eyes.

At this moment, he was stroking his long beard and playing with the jade coins in his hand. Beside him, there were some young men and women dressed in luxurious clothes.

The silver-haired young man sitting opposite him was none other than Wan Quan, the son of the Wan family.

"That old man should be the newly appointed Imperial Master, Huang Longzi, right?"

Wang Jingyin's attention was on the blue-eyed old man. Before he came to Shendu, he had heard some rumors about this man from his family.

"The karmic law is insufficient."

Under the gaze of the crowd, Huang Longzi shook the coin lightly, and after a moment, he shook his head and spoke:
"Next one."

"Another lack of affinity?"

"Brother Wan, with such a gifted bloodline, is it possible that he is not destined to be with me?"

"Brother Wan can't do it, the Ninth Commandery Princess can't do it, this Divine Capital City, no, who else in this world can do it?"

"It's a pity that Yan Chunyang died in Hengshan City, otherwise his talent..."

There was a lot of discussion all around.

Wan Quan glanced coldly at one of them, who quickly swallowed the name "Yan Chunyang", shrank his body, and disappeared into the crowd.

"Thank you, Imperial Master."

Wan Quan bowed, feeling a little disappointed, but only a little. After all, everyone had the same evaluation.

After Wanquan, no one came forward.

Under the umbrella, Huang Longzi frowned slightly, wondering if he was being too harsh, but immediately dismissed the idea.

He was not recruiting disciples for the academy, so the threshold could not be lowered. Without talent above the sixth level, there was no possibility of entering the Bafang Temple.

'Speaking of which, if the talent of the Zhenwu King is cultivated for a few years, maybe it will be possible?'

Huang Longzi changed his mind and looked towards the restaurant on the street as if he had realized something. At the window of the restaurant, a middle-aged man in a black robe stood with his hands behind his back.

"He has a talent close to the sixth level. If such a person were born in Tianshiyuan, he would really be..."

Huang Longzi nodded slightly, and did not go to greet him. He just picked up the jade coins, lay down in the rocking chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

When the crowd of onlookers saw that there was nothing fun to watch, they all left with Wanquan.

"Shu~"

After everyone left, Huang Longzi seemed to realize something. When he opened his eyes, Wan Zhuliu was already sitting opposite him.

"Brother Wan, what advice do you have for me?"

Huang Longzi sat up.

"Since last night, the unusual movements in the Bafang Temple have intensified. Does the Imperial Master know the reason?"

Wan Zhuliu asked, his voice was neither high nor low, but it did not leak out at all, so only they could hear each other.

"The whole country spends all its money... on incense and offerings. How can the recipients of this kind of sacrifice not have any reaction? The increasing movement of the Eight Directions Temple indicates that the grand sacrifice is about to take place."

Huang Longzi said, and paused:
"This grand sacrifice will be held on June 6th next year at the earliest, or the year after next at the latest. The Eight Directions Temple will definitely appear, so don't be in a hurry, Brother Wan."

"dangerous?"

Wan Zhuliu raised his eyebrows. He really wanted to go back to the road of conquering demons.

"The Netherworld is a strange place. No one knows how many fortunes and dangers it contains. To be safe, it is better not to take risks."

Huang Longzi looked up and heard the sound of a bell.

"Ok?"

Wan Zhuliu frowned and looked, only to see golden light shining on the observatory in the imperial city and the Great Sun Golden Scale Bell vibrating and humming.

Boom!

The sound of the bells echoed like loud thunder exploding in the city of God.

For a moment, countless people were shocked and looked sideways, and many experts climbed to high places and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Someone trespassed into the Golden Scale Road?!"

Wan Zhuliu's eyes darkened, he put down a file, and then disappeared on the spot.

"Are you in such a hurry?"

Huang Longzi was speechless, but did not follow to investigate. Instead, he lay down slowly and started to read the files left by Wan Zhuliu.

"This old turtle can really run..."

……

……

boom!
In his sleep, Li Yuan heard the sound of bells.

The bell rang so violently and unexpectedly that Li Yuan felt his heart skip a beat and suddenly woke up.

"Where did the bells come from?"

Li Yuan stood up. It was already bright outside. He listened attentively and suddenly felt suspicious:
"This bell sounds like..."

With a frown, Li Yuan sat down cross-legged. After concentrating for a moment, he entered the Mysterious Whale Realm. Here, he heard the sound of the bell echoing.

And the source seems to be in the main hall?
"This bell sounds familiar... the Great Sun Golden Scale Bell?"

Li Yuan's heart moved slightly, and he replaced the Sea-Splitting Black Whale Hammer. Without waiting for the Black Whale Spirit to react, he had already arrived at the Black Whale Gate's main hall.

Inside the main hall, the stone statue had already opened its eyes, and the sound of the bell was coming from the gloomy door behind it.

"This……"

Li Yuan calmed down and waited until the Black Whale Spirit came hurriedly before asking.

【Da Ri Jin Lin Bell】

As the bell rang, the Black Whale Spirit seemed to remember a lot of things. Li Yuan looked at the stone tablet rising from the ground. The words on it were very messy:
[The Golden Scale Road, next to the Black Whale Road...]

[…The twelve sects each opened a path to search for temples in all directions…]

"Twelve sects, each opening a new path?"

Li Yuan read it word by word, summarizing the key points in his mind, while his eyes fell on the dark door behind him:

"This bell sound comes from the final trial of the Jinlin Sect in the Nether Realm?"

The road behind the twelve Tianyun Xuanbing is actually open?

Li Yuan was startled, but then he changed his mind and felt that it was not surprising. Regardless of whether there was any connection between the Tianyun Xuanbing, there was only one Youjing.

"This bell sound... Could it be that someone from the imperial court is taking the final test?"

Holding the Black Whale Hammer, Li Yuan carefully walked into the door behind the stone statue. It was dark and gloomy, with no light or color.

He could hear the sound of the bell, but he couldn't tell the direction, let alone where the bell came from.

hum~
As he was looking at himself, he suddenly heard a tremor.

Behind him, the stone statue suddenly raised its head, and its eyes suddenly lit up, like two searchlights, shining into the depths of the gloomy realm.

Li Yuan quickly stepped aside and followed the gaze of the stone statue. The first thing that was illuminated was the dilapidated temple that was leaking air on all sides.

Then, there is an ancient tower further away.

"So many strange beasts?"

Although the light was only a flash, Li Yuan felt horrified. Above and below the ancient tower, there were a large number of strange beasts and strange soldiers, numbering probably hundreds or thousands.

Woo!
After the ancient tower, Li Yuan saw the third stop of the Black Whale Road. It was a wooden house, old and strange. Two figures could be vaguely seen sitting opposite each other in the house.

"The third stop doesn't seem to be weird?"

Li Yuan concentrated his attention and memorized every place his eyes illuminated, but the next moment, his attention was attracted by the ancient temple floating in the darkness far away.

"Eight-way Temple!"

(End of this chapter)