"What is this?" Lin Xin reached out and pinched the little bell.◇↓◇↓Novel.￥f
The sound of jingling bells suddenly spread from the bells, clear and sweet, but vaguely ethereal.
"Baihua Bell is a good thing I got when I wiped out an evil sect a few years ago. It has average power, but the advantage is that it consumes very little and is silent. It can catch people without knowing it." Pudu Sheng smiled, "
The most important thing is that the owner of this bell also practices the temperament technique. There seems to be some secret hidden in it."
"You're interested." Lin Xin really didn't expect Pudusheng to still remember him, and the former friendship was still there, and he was slightly moved.
"You and I supported each other in the beginning to create such a large foundation. This kind of relationship is naturally different." Pudusheng said with emotion.
Spiritual energy slowly poured into the bell, and Lin Xin suddenly felt a light and cold energy flow entrenched in the bell. For a moment, his nostrils seemed to smell some special floral fragrance. He took a deep breath.
jingle
The sound of the bell continued to echo in the palace, and runes of white light appeared on the surrounding walls to defend against the invisible impact of the sound.
"Is this the maximum effect?" Lin Xin increased the speed of injecting spiritual energy to the maximum, and the aroma from the bell suddenly became stronger, and the sound gradually became denser, as if there were many sounds spreading at the same time.
But if it is to achieve actual combat effects, it seems to be too weak. The maximum effect of this thing is only to affect the minds of monks of the same level, and has no actual attack power.
But for some reason, Lin Xin had a vague feeling that this bell was not as simple as it seemed.
It seems that something is not fully functioning somewhere.
"This thing seems a bit interesting." He tied the bell behind the hilt of the red flower sword.
"As long as you like it." Pudusheng smiled and said, "I asked several national teachers. This thing is not as simple as it seems. You can go back and study it carefully."
"Yes." Lin Xin nodded, "Is it okay to stay with you for half a month?"
"It's free, just treat it as your own home." Puduson immediately laughed.
The two have been friends for so many years, so it's really not a big deal.
"Come on, do it first as a token of respect." He took the tea and bowed to Lin Xin.
After the two had a glass of tea instead of wine, Lin Xin was taken down by the maid to rest first.
Pu Dusheng watched Lin Xin leave, and it took a long time before a sigh came from the palace.
"Your Majesty, who did you send a message to me just now?"
A blurry shadow appeared in front of him. It seemed to be an old monk wearing a bamboo hat. However, his body was not an entity, but was in some indescribable blurry state.
"The stranger Master has appeared."
"Oh?!" The old monk suddenly became energetic. "Does the king have someone to give him that thing according to the old man's instructions?" He asked hurriedly.
"Already given." Pudusheng nodded. "That person still regards me as a friend. It's a pity." He looked slightly sad.
"Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this. For the king's hegemony, necessary sacrifices are inevitable. If that stranger knew that he could sacrifice for your great cause and become a glorious page recorded in the history books, he would definitely be grateful and endlessly glorious!"
The monk consoled him.
"I don't care about any of this. I just hope that the master can do it as soon as possible. When controlling the opponent, please try not to hurt his core. If you can no longer bring things to his country, it will be troublesome." Pudu Sheng's positive voice transmission
road.
"Don't worry, I." Fuzzy old monk nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the palace gate.
"Your Majesty, please wait for good news from me."
After the mysterious old monk left, Pudusheng looked complicated.
"Don't blame me," he murmured, "This necessary channel for exchanging resources depends entirely on your will, which is really detrimental to me."
Since Lin Xin mysteriously disappeared, he had no absolute financial support in these years, and his life was extremely difficult. Every time he thought about this, he learned from the pain and decided to find a way to completely obtain this magical trading channel. So he found the lock door.
Master Wan Nian.
So all the arrangements were made at this time. The bell was not a trophy obtained from the extermination, but a special magic weapon used to ambush the dark son and enter the soul. It was the heart-controlling bell inherited from Master Wan Nian's Heart-locking Sect.
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After leaving the palace gate, Lin Xin, led by the maid, walked towards the side palace.
He was playing with the mysterious bell he had just obtained. His expression was a little complicated.
"Pu Dusheng"
He took the bell off the hilt of the sword. He glanced at the Two-Face maid in front of him. The cold face behind the maid was smiling at him.
Chi!
Blood flowers appeared.
The sword light shot from Lin Xin's fingertips penetrated the maid's neck.
The hissing blood water gathered towards Lin Xin's location like a living creature.
Then he got into a bloody rune that appeared in front of him.
"Just bring it to give me the Giant Ray Wansha Gong Spirit Gathering." His expression remained unchanged as he watched the maid shrive up quickly. All the blood and essence in her body was absorbed into the magic runes.
The surrounding palace was empty, there seemed to be no guards, only the light of lanterns patrolling in the distance.
Lin Xin held the bell and stuck his fingers inside it to prevent it from making any sound.
"Pudusheng, after all, you can't tolerate your ambition anymore."
With the sharpness of his body's five senses, he had already sensed something was wrong.
The moment the bell came into his hands, there was a faint trace of cold energy trying to penetrate into his skin. However, it was delayed a lot by the excessive physical resistance around him. Lin Xin immediately caught the problem and resisted.
In the deserted palace, unknowingly, even the light of the last maid's lantern gradually disappeared. Under the silence, it seemed that he was the only one standing in the palace corridor in a huge palace complex. Looking back and forth, he was all...
Endless stone pillars and floor tiles.
"What a pity." Lin Xin threw the bell away, and the power enveloped it and it slowly flew away into the distance.
At the same time, his hand slowly grasped the hilt of the red flower sword, and his eyes locked on the location of the bell.
"donor"
Suddenly, a blurry shadow appeared out of thin air behind him.
"Those are the evil secret treasures that the king has worked so hard to collect for you. If you don't use them, why bother destroying them?"
The shadow was slightly glowing with white light, and its whole body was bright. It looked like an old monk wearing a bamboo hat.
"Who are you?" Lin Xin didn't look back, but felt a mysterious force locking on him, and if he made the slightest move, he would be hit like a storm.
The old monk gave him a slight clasped hands.
"I have always wanted to make Tian a righteous man for the king."
"Wan Nian?" Lin Xin slowly turned around and faced the other party head-on. "Did Pudusheng ask you to come here?"
The old monk smiled. "The king is still very cruel to you. Everything is done by me."
"I guess he must want you to mentally control me in order to completely control this trading resource channel, right?" Lin Xin said lightly.
"The donor sees it clearly." Wan Nian smiled, lowered his head and clasped his hands.
"What a pity." Lin Xin also smiled, but with a hint of sadness and helplessness.
"What's a pity?" Wan Nian asked in confusion.
"It's a pity that I didn't want to"
There was a loud bang, and the ground where Wan Nian was standing shattered, and a huge bloody mouth bit out from bottom to top. The speed was extremely fast.
Wan Nian was suddenly startled, and the king flew up.
But dozens of black and red vines had already flown out from the ground around him, and they were winding towards him in mid-air.
"Pro!"
Even in the face of danger, all thoughts remain calm, and the truth is uttered from the mouth, turning into a circle of material-like sound waves that spread out in all directions.
Suddenly, dozens of vines were shaken to the point of losing all their strength and collapsed softly.
He took the opportunity to fly forward.
But immediately, dozens of new vines wrapped around his legs and pulled his body violently into the air.
Immanto arched up from the ground, opened his ferocious mouth, looked up at Wan Nian in the air, and made a greedy sound of sticky saliva.
"town!"
Wan Nian changed his mantra and the shock was much greater, but this time it had no effect.
The cane tightly wrapped around his legs, pulling down hard.
Lin Xin watched as he was suddenly pulled into Inmanto's scarlet-toothed mouth. He swallowed all the bricks, stones and soil.
A trace of soul essence slowly poured into the body through the skin and penetrated into the Guiyuan vortex.
Inmanto chewed with satisfaction and made a humming sound like an animal.
Unknowingly, his body had grown to more than six meters tall, and it was surrounded by a large number of densely packed rattans that blocked the sky and the sun, making it impossible to see the number.
"It seems that he has indeed lost ground."
Lin Xin shook his head slightly. With such a big movement, there were actually no master guards in the palace. It seemed that Pudu Sheng no longer had the same authority as before.
"Let's go, Inmanto."
With a casual instruction, Lin Xin turned around and wanted to leave.
"donor."
As soon as he turned around, his pupils shrank, and in front of him was the great monk Wan Nian again. The blurry figure was slightly translucent. It was exactly the same as the one just now.
Wan Nian smiled and bowed her head slightly towards him.
The hissing sword shone brightly, and the red line suddenly pulled out clear blood marks in the night, piercing Wan Nian's chest fiercely.
"Donor, why are you doing this?"
Suddenly, several more Wan Nian slowly walked out from the distance around him.
Rows of densely packed thoughts gradually appeared on both sides of the palace, all with the same movements, same postures, expressions, and voices.
Lin Xin narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Though I have thought about it, it turns out that's how it is"
More and more masters of Wan Nian came out around him, but in just a few breaths, hundreds of Wan Nian masters surrounded him and Inmantuo in the center, forming a huge encirclement.
"Man is born with nine hardships and nine difficulties, and is born with compassion. Give us the right to silence and choice."
All Wan Nian spoke at the same time, with a peaceful expression. Under the vibration of the voice, Lin Xin felt a faint numbness all over his body.
"Forgetfulness, coma, dreaming, and death are the four great blisses. All living beings are suffering, and they can use these four methods to overcome their suffering."
"Swallow him, Inmanto!"
Lin Xin's eyes turned cold.
The huge flower vine suddenly sprang out vines as strong as gold and iron, and rushed towards the Wan Nian around them.
"Pro!"
All thoughts are spoken simultaneously and the truth is uttered.
Huge sound waves suddenly gathered together, the air twisted, the ground shook, and tiny cracks appeared on the palace walls. (To be continued.)