On the top of the mountain, a figure in white sat in front of the golden bell, his expression calm and serene, as if he was meditating.
After experiencing dozens of failures, Xiao Muyang has adapted to the sound of the bell and can persist in that artistic conception for a long time. Even if he is frightened in the end, he can quickly recover and be much better than at the beginning.
Now, he has an unforgettable impression of that artistic conception.
At this moment, Xiao Muyang opened his eyes, with a dazzling light in his eyes. He felt that it was time to give it a try.
Then he thought, and the Ancient Purple Nether Qin appeared in front of him.
The strings of the piano were plucked, notes jumped out one after another, and a sad and deep piano sound came out. The endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth flew in the piano sound, as if a storm of piano sound was formed, and the piano sound filled the space.
The storm of piano sound enveloped the golden bell, and the piano sound seemed to penetrate the wall of the bell and enter the golden bell. Then the golden bell began to vibrate violently, as if it was affected by the piano sound. The bells continued to radiate from it, resonating with the piano sound, and the artistic conception was consistent.
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The wind roared in the space, and the power of the musical storm became more and more powerful. Xiao Muyang sat in the center of the storm, with his long black hair dancing wildly in the wind. His eyes closed at some point, and his face looked very calm, as if he was immersed in it.
In the artistic conception of piano music.
"boom!"
A huge sound came out, and the golden bell was seen floating directly from the ground. The light was more dazzling than before. The sound of the bell was extremely loud, directly covering the sound of the piano, penetrating through the layers of space, and reaching very far away.
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The first people to hear the bell were the people on the stone steps.
The moment they heard the bell, their hearts trembled suddenly, and then they all looked towards the top of the mountain, with shocked expressions on their faces.
Why are the bells ringing?
What happened there?
The bells continued to ring down. When the figures on the ancient road heard the bells, they all stopped and looked towards the top of the mountain. They saw that there was filled with golden light, illuminating a space and faintly giving way.
One cannot look directly.
"What's going on? Has anyone set foot on the top of the mountain?" Many doubtful voices came out one after another. If there was such a big change on the top of the mountain suddenly, someone must have done something.
At the foot of the mountain, countless figures looked towards the top of the mountain, all looking shocked.
They heard that there was a meteorite falling from the sky here, and they came here specially to see what the meteorite looked like. They didn't expect that the opportunity would be taken away before they even got up there. It was really a pity.
Then they became curious, who took the opportunity?
He must be an unparalleled genius.
At this moment, I saw many auras coming from different directions, and many figures quickly approaching the mountain peak. They came after hearing the bell.
In just a few breaths, figures appeared one after another in front of the mountain. They originally planned to rush directly to the top of the mountain, but were blocked by the pressure and were forced to fall.
I saw many figures landing in one area, most of them were young people with outstanding temperaments and seemed to come from the same force.
The most conspicuous thing is a young man in white clothes standing in the middle. He looks to be in his twenties, with a face like a crown of jade, bright eyes, and an extraordinary look all over his body. His cultivation level is equally good, and he has reached the late stage of heavenly phenomena.
Cultivation.
Beside him, there were several middle-aged figures with unfathomable auras, who seemed to be his bodyguards, which showed that he had an extraordinary status.
"That person seems to be Sikong Liang." Someone whispered, looking at the young man in white with excitement.
"Sikong Liang!"
The expressions of the people around him changed at the same time. Everyone seemed to know the name Sikong Liang. Within the Xuanwu Shen Sect, there were very few people who did not know this name.
Sikong Liang, a core disciple of the Xuanwu Shen Sect, entered the Tiangang Realm at the age of sixteen, entered the Celestial Phantasm at the age of twenty, and entered the Heavenly Phantasm at the age of twenty-five. His cultivation speed surpassed that of countless peers, and he was known as one of the most talented disciples of the younger generation of the Xuanwu Shen Sect.
The Xuanwu Divine Sect has many core disciples, but among them, only a handful of talented people can become the disciples of the sect leader, and the rest can only worship under the elders. Although they are all core disciples, the gap in status is as big as clouds and mud.
difference.
Sikong Liang is the only disciple of the younger generation who has become a disciple of the sect master. His talent is spread all over the world, and everyone knows about it.
Many people boldly speculate that in the future Sikong Liang will surpass other direct disciples and become the next head of the Xuanwu Divine Sect.
Countless eyes looked at Sikong Liang, all showing wonder. The peerless evildoer of the Xuanwu Divine Sect was indeed peerless in splendor.
Although there were many people present, there were only a handful of people who had actually seen Sikong Liang. They were all prominent figures from powerful forces, and the rest had only heard of his name but had never seen him in person.
At this moment, many people were very excited to see this legendary figure with their own eyes. They could use this as capital to brag to the outside world that they had seen Sikong Liang with their own eyes.
Sikong Liang naturally knew that many people were looking at him, but his expression did not change much. He seemed to be used to being in the spotlight.
He raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain. The golden light was a bit dazzling, and the sound of bells continued to ring down from the top of the mountain. Even at the bottom of the mountain, he could hear it very clearly, making his eardrums tremble.
"Who is up there?" Sikong Liang asked, not knowing who he was talking to.
"I don't know." Someone responded from a certain direction.
Sikong Liang raised his eyebrows, and then stepped forward, as if he was planning to climb the mountain on an ancient road.
"Young master, that man is already taking the opportunity. I'm afraid it's too late to go up now. It's better to wait until he comes down the mountain and ask for details." A middle-aged man next to him reminded: "If he can't take the opportunity, it's not too late for him to take action."
Sikong Liang nodded lightly and did not move forward. He still looked at the top of the mountain, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.
On the top of the mountain, Xiao Muyang had stood up, his eyes shining with dazzling light, staring at the golden bell in front of him.
Xiao Muyang suddenly discovered that his thoughts seemed to be able to communicate with Jin Zhong.
"Can I take it away?" A thought flashed through Xiao Muyang's mind, and then with a thought, a force of thought went towards the golden bell.
The moment Xiao Muyang's thoughts came into contact with the golden bell, an invisible force was immediately released from the golden bell, absorbing his thoughts into the golden bell.
The next moment, a familiar voice sounded in Xiao Muyang's mind.
"Congratulations, you have received my inheritance."
When Xiao Muyang heard this voice, he was startled for a moment, but soon he realized that this was the voice of the middle-aged man on the eighth stone step.
Sure enough, he is the owner of the golden bell.
At this moment, endless golden light was released from the golden bell and rushed towards Xiao Muyang's body crazily. At this moment, Xiao Muyang clearly felt that there seemed to be some wonderful connection between himself and the golden bell!