Just when everyone was confused, the fourth sound came out.
The sound that appeared this time shocked the people present even more.
The sound was thick and long, making the rubble on the hall rustle, and a large amount of dust falling from the top of the head.
The entire Heavenly Temple suddenly became silent. Whether it was the disciples and elders in the main hall or the disciples far away in the outer sect, they all put down their work and looked over here.
"The stars are falling and the morning is shining, the evening bell is the holy feather!"
Nangong Yaoji looked outside the hall.
It was still early morning, and suddenly a large number of stars fell down, and the sun turned red, as if twilight was falling.
An even more terrifying scene appeared. Birds from thousands of miles away were flying towards this side rapidly, and there were many holy feathers among them.
The only birds that can be called sacred are the Phoenix and the Suzaku.
The disciples in the field were completely shocked, with everyone's mouths wide open and expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"What happened? How could there be a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth?"
Not to mention those elite disciples, even the Holy Son in the field looked confused.
There were only those elders and five palace masters whose expressions changed continuously.
This is a scene that the Holy Son will only appear at the 18th hour.
When there is a scene of stars setting in the morning and holy feathers falling in the evening, the eighteenth bell of the Son of God will surely accompany it.
Since the establishment of the Temple of Heaven, only the first generation of ancestors and the Eighteen Bells of the Holy Son have appeared, and they have been recorded in the books. Since then, they have never appeared again.
Liu Wuxie's consciousness was still struggling, trying to get rid of the control of the Holy Child Bell.
The light released from the inside of the Saint Child Bell became stronger and stronger, completely wrapping Liu Wuxie's body.
"What a powerful saint's glory!"
The color of shock in the eyes of the Master of Qinglong Palace became more and more intense.
When he was promoted to the Holy Son, the Holy Son's bell rang eleven times, and the Glory of the Saint appeared, but compared with Liu Wuxie, it was not at the same level.
After receiving the baptism of the saint's glory, Liu Wuxie's physical body was undergoing transformation.
In the unified realm of heaven and earth, the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, the body of a true dragon, and the ten thousand barrier shields are constantly merging.
Practicing too many physical skills, although powerful, has obvious drawbacks.
Some skills began to conflict, such as the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons and the Body of the True Dragon.
Under the transformation of the Saint's Glory, the shortcomings in Liu Wuxie's body are slowly being eliminated.
What's even more terrifying is that the veins in his body are approaching the bloodline of a saint.
Since ancient times, there have been no more than ten people in the bloodline of saints, and the first generation ancestor of the Heavenly Temple is one of them.
"Dong dong dong!"
The Holy Son's bell rang three times at the same time, and together with the previous four, there were already seven.
There are hundreds of saints in the entire Heavenly Temple, but only a few of them have seven rings, and most of them have three or five rings.
Even if the Holy Son Bell no longer rings, Liu Wuxie's talent has already surpassed that of many people.
The sound of the bells continues for a long time, like a river in the mountains, making a trickling sound.
It's like a cool breeze blowing on your face, making your whole body feel refreshed.
Like rocks falling down into the mountain stream, there was a dull echo.
Like a woman crying, it makes people heartbroken.
Like a baby falling to the ground, it exudes the power of life.
…
Various artistic conceptions filled their minds.
"Weng!"
Unable to control themselves, several saints successfully achieved breakthroughs in cultivation.
"I actually got promoted?"
Feeling the surging domain spirit in the body, the promoted disciples' faces were full of disbelief.
For the disciples who have not been promoted, the laws in their bodies, as well as the domain spirit, have been condensed again.
The Holy Son Bell began to affect everything around them, affecting their minds and their cultivation.
The promoted disciples stood up one after another and bowed in the direction of Saint Zi Zhong. They had been trapped in this realm for too long, thanks to Liu Wuxie.
What they open is not a shackles, but more of a state of mind.
Without Liu Wuxie, it would be difficult for them to make any progress in their cultivation throughout their lives.
The ringing of the Holy Son's bell was like an enlightenment, which not only opened up their realm, but also opened up their understanding of cultivation.
Hatred can really blind a person's eyes sometimes.
After opening their hearts, they looked at Liu Wuxie with more respect and piety.
"Kakaka!"
Liu Wuxie's body was like a chicken breaking out of its shell, and there was a slight clicking sound.
His bones are being reshaped, and every inch of flesh and bone is moving closer to perfection.
That incomparable feeling made Liu Wuxie, who was in the Holy Son Bell, feel it clearly.
"The Holy Child Bell is transforming his body!"
Liu Wuxie quickly understood. He didn't expect that when he tested the Holy Son Fu, he was approved by the Holy Son Bell.
"boom!"
A prehistoric energy spurted out from Liu Wuxie's body, and his realm soared rapidly.
Just now he was at the eighth level of the Virtual God, but in an instant, he was promoted to the ninth level of the Virtual God.
All of this is the result of the Holy Son Bell.
Wang Zhonghe and others were standing outside the hall, their faces gloomy and terrifying.
The strange thing is that for people with hatred, the sound of the Holy Son's Bell is like a magic spell, making Wang Zhonghe feel very uncomfortable all over.
On the contrary, those who are kind-hearted are affected by the Holy Son's Bell, and their mood has improved to a higher level.
Everyone's nerves were numb. Some of the disciples who were previously hostile to Liu Wuxie put aside their grudges, closed their eyes, and felt the influence of the Holy Son Bell.
"Dong dong dong dong!"
Four rings in a row, each ring was filled with the sound of the great avenue, as if the whole world had fallen into silence, and only the sound of the Holy Son Bell echoed in the huge Temple of Heaven.
A large number of outer disciples, influenced by Saint Son Zhong, have made breakthroughs in cultivation.
A large number of inner disciples, influenced by Saint Son Zhong, have made breakthroughs in cultivation.
A large number of elite disciples, influenced by Saint Son Zhong, have made breakthroughs in cultivation.
Most of the elders were influenced by the Holy Son Bell and their state of mind was improved.
The palace master promoted Liu Wuxie as the Holy Son in an unusual way, which caused the sect to be filled with complaints. All kinds of discordant voices spread throughout the sect. Some people even reported that Liu Wuxie was the palace master's illegitimate son.
As the Holy Son's Bell rang, all the negativity and all the noise disappeared into nothingness at this moment.
What happened in the Holy Son Hall was like a strong wind, quickly spreading throughout the entire sect, and the disciples who had benefited bowed to the Holy Son Hall one after another.
All of this was thanks to Liu Wuxie. Even if the palace master promoted Liu Wuxie to the position of elder, they would not have any objections.
The five palace masters closed their eyes, and they were also feeling the changes in the Holy Child Bell.
When Nangong Yaoji was promoted, she only had twelve rings, and the glory of the saint she received may not be as rich as Liu Wuxie's.
Liu Wuxie had the glory of a saint at the first ring, but they only came down a little at the end.
"Dong dong dong!"
Three more times, plus the previous eleven, the Holy Son's Bell rang a total of fourteen times.
No one could describe their mood at this moment.
After Liu Wuxie was his ancestor, he was the first disciple to let the Holy Son Bell ring fourteen times.
Every time it sounds, it means that the overall strength of the Temple of Heaven will rise to a higher level.
Including the five palace masters, their cultivation levels are slowly rising.
Nangong Yaoji has already reached her limit, and is only one step away from the Spiritual God.
Above the Divine Lord, there is the spiritual realm.
To achieve this level of cultivation, the means you possess are even more powerful.
As long as you are promoted to Spiritual God, you will be summoned by the Zhongtian Realm and leave the Lower Three Realms.
Countless eyes fell on Liu Wuxie. They wanted to know whether Liu Wuxie could create a miracle and make the Holy Son Bell ring eighteen times.
There are still four final rings to go. Everyone is waiting, and Liu Wuxie is also waiting.
Countless chaotic energies emerged from within the Saint Child Bell. After these chaotic energies entered the consciousness, they continuously poured into the mysterious light group in the soul sea.
The mysterious light group jumped violently, decomposing a large amount of soul power, like a tide, rushing towards Liu Wuxie's soul sea.
"Kakaka!"
The soul sea began to split and became wider than before.
"Weng!"
Liu Wuxie clearly felt that there was another thing in the soul sea.
"Third Soul!"
Liu Wuxie's face was filled with disbelief.
He actually gave birth to the third soul.
Different from the first and second souls, the third soul is much smaller.
Not only is the size smaller, the color of the third soul is different from that of the first soul and the second soul.
A normal person's soul is crystal clear, just like a newborn baby.
The third soul is actually purple, and its appearance is similar to Liu Wuxie's, but its expression has an extra evil charm.
"Is it related to the Blood Spirit Curse?"
Liu Wuxie was thinking wildly.
The second soul can bless the battle and be integrated into the artifact.
So what is the role of the third soul?
Liu Wuxie didn't know at all. Maybe it had no effect at all, or maybe it had a greater effect.
Everything will be known only after he completes the promotion of the Holy Son.
There was no time to pay attention to the third soul, so he continued to concentrate and looked deep into the Saint Child Bell.
A large number of laws of heaven and earth poured into his consciousness like a tide.
These laws are absorbed by the third soul without exception.
The third soul seems to be independent and has no connection with the first soul and the second soul.
On the contrary, the third soul looked at the first soul and the second soul with disdain.
This discovery shocked Liu Wuxie.
Could it be said that the third soul does not belong to oneself?
In other words, the souls are also competing with each other.
"Dong dong dong!"
Three more rings, and the Holy Child Bell rang seventeen times in total.
There are only eighteen rings left, and there is still one last ring to go.
Everyone's heart was in their throats, wanting to know whether Liu Wuxie could break the ancestor's record.
Strangely, after seventeen rings, the saint's glory surrounding Liu Wuxie was slowly receding, which meant that the test of the saint's gift was nearing its end.
"It's a pity that I couldn't wake up Shiba Ling!"
Seeing that the glory of the saint has faded, many elders looked regretful.
It seems that there is only one ring difference between the seventeenth ring and the eighteen ring. Maybe it is this ring that makes the difference.
Even the elite disciples who had ridiculed Liu Wuxie before had a trace of pity on their faces at this moment.
Liu Wuxie's consciousness is also gradually returning.
Feeling the surging breath coming from the body, the third soul that emerged suddenly released a ball of purple light.
The soul power was released, and the powerful soul power returned to the Holy Son Bell.
Suddenly time!
A long-lasting bell resounded throughout the world. The moment the sound appeared, the elite disciples, the Holy Son, the elders and the five palace masters in the hall all took a step back.
