Volume Seven Chapter 252 The Origin of the Bell Ringing Ancient Tree
Chapter 252 of Volume 7: The Origin of the Bell-ringing Ancient Tree
This conversation with Feng Chu made Ling Jie feel a great pressure. This kind of pressure was unprecedented and unfamiliar.
Ling Jie knew from the method of "Sacred Heart Art" that there are three major steps in martial arts cultivation: refining Qi to transform into God, refining Qi to transform into God, and refining Soul to return to void. Ling Jie's current state is at most just entering the realm of refining Qi into transformation.
It can only be said that I have just started.
But I didn't expect that Baili Xi, a genius, had already reached the highest level of refining energy and becoming a god, and became a master of the god realm.
God, a naked God! Just hearing this name, Ling Jie felt an invisible huge momentum rushing towards his face. This was no longer a realm that Ling Jie could imagine. Suddenly, Ling Jie felt
The things I have learned before are too complicated, and it is time to find time to understand everything and create something of my own, so that I can achieve some success in martial arts.
"If Feng Chu hadn't said anything today, I would never have imagined that my father was so powerful. He had become the master of Nirvana and the first person under the divine realm. He actually dared to hunt down and kill a strong man in the divine realm. This is beyond my ability.
This is the realm of understanding." Ling Jie sighed inwardly.
"Baili Xi's resurrection is really terrible. A strong man in the divine realm comes to the world. I don't know what kind of turmoil it will cause." Ling Jie shook his head slightly and sighed again. Of course, Ling Jie is not an ordinary person.
The concentration was very strong, and he soon returned to his usual calm state, saying "See you at the dragon head"
That's it. Since my father is not at the top of Kunlun, we might as well go and take a look at the ancient bell-ringing tree that the dragon used to ring the bell. It is said that this ancient tree has a history of thousands of years. It existed thousands of years ago and has not decayed until now. Listen.
People say it has a lot of magic, but I don’t know if it’s true or not.”
Ling Jie spoke slowly, which surprised Feng Chu. Feng Chu thought that Ling Jie didn't know much about the Kunlun Mountains, but now from Ling Jie's tone, he seemed to know a lot about this mountain.
Ling Jie walked out of the hall and said as he walked, "Don't be surprised, I also saw it from some ancient manuscripts. When I heard the bell just now, I guessed it might be an ancient bell-ringing tree."
Feng Chu said, "Although Ninth Brother usually seems to be running around day and night, I know that Ninth Brother has a very unique habit, that is, no matter how busy he is every day, he always takes time to browse a group of books and learn about the past and the present."
Ling Jie smiled, and then stopped talking. Instead, he went around from the side of the hall and walked towards the backyard of the hall. The expression on his face was not relaxed. In the past few days, several forces have wanted to
In order to kill himself, especially Han Ping's side, not only sent out the three monsters Zhuge Qinglong, Zhuge Qing and Bingpo, but even terrifying masters like the bandit girl were sent out...
If Ziyu hadn't taken action in the end, I would have shed a layer of skin this time even if I didn't die. Did my existence really hurt so many people? Are there really so many people in the world who want to kill themselves?
"The world is full of rivers and lakes. Once you step into it, don't you think about escaping." When Ling Jie entered the underworld ten years ago, he never thought that he could escape, but he also never expected what would happen next.
The road was so tortuous. The continuous pursuit made Ling Jie feel deeply tired.
"Brother Ninth, we are about to reach the bell-ringing place in Kunlun Mountain." Feng Chu reminded in a low voice, as if to remind Ling Jie intentionally, interrupting Ling Jie's continued contemplation.
Ling Jie came to his senses and saw a small forest in front of him. In the center of the forest was a huge bodhi tree that could be hugged by ten people. This ancient tree was probably a thousand years old and had gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes.
, still full of vitality, without any signs of aging.
Lingjie was also shocked by this scene, "It's a rare miracle that the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree is still so vital and has no signs of aging. The iron bell hanging upside down on the Bodhi tree must be an ancient bell.
.”
Ling Jie could see from a distance that a black iron bell was hanging upside down with a rope on a large branch of the Bodhi tree that required two or three people to hug each other. The iron bell was about three meters high and had a diameter of two meters. It was very huge. Even from a distance
Chu Lingjie felt an ancient and mysterious aura.
"Exactly, I saw this bell fifteen years ago, and it still hasn't changed."
"I'd like to see what's so special about this bell that makes so many martial arts masters covet it." Ling Jie quickened his pace with a hint of eager excitement.
Ling Jie looked around the ancient clock several times but didn't find anything special. This thing is just an ordinary broken iron clock. It doesn't look like there is anything special about it. "It is recorded in the books
The bell has been in existence for thousands of years, and its sound contains the justice of heaven and earth, which can drive away evil and ward off evil spirits. Many bells used in Buddhist holy places are far less good than this bell, but I don’t see what’s so special about it.”
Feng Chu said, "In the past, masters from the Western Regions came to the Central Plains to preach. They used this bell to understand the rhythm of Tianzhu, and thus created the supreme martial arts."
Ling Jie stared at it for a long time, as if he didn't really believe that this bell was the source of Tianzhu's sound, "Why is there only a bell here, but no wood for ringing the bell? How can we ring a bell if there is a bell but no wood?"
Feng Chu said, "This is the mystery of Tianzhuyin. This bell is called an ancient bell, and the wood that strikes the bell is called the ancient bell-ringing wood. The ancient wood is not wood, but a thousand-year-old Bodhi tree that has taken thousands of years to nurture.
Mu Xin."
Ling Jie asked in confusion, "Mu Xin, what is this?"
Feng Chu said, "Iron has its own mother iron, and wood has its own wood core. The mother iron is high-purity iron after removing all impurities. It is extremely dense and of excellent quality. The wood core is also the core of the wood, containing vitality and even life and death."
Xuanli. The density of Mu Xin is very huge. In the past, Bodhi
The wooden heart of the tree came to ring the bell, but then... the eminent monk from Tianzhu came here and after comprehending the rhythm of Tianzhu, Mu Xin disappeared. Because the rhythm of Tianzhu completely absorbed and inherited the mystery of Mu Xin, from then on, the bell was no longer struck.
There is no need to use Muxin, just use Tianzhuyin."
Ling Jie said in surprise, "How to hit a bell with Tianzhu sound?"
Ling Jie had never heard that sound could be used to ring a bell.
Feng Chu said, "Anyone who understands the true meaning of Tianzhu's music can just make a sound to the ancient bell, and then he can strike the ancient bell and make an ancient sound. Because Tianzhu's music is heavier than the mother's iron heart, ringing the bell with musical notes will
Even better."
At this time, Ling Jie finally saw the wonders of the world, "A note heavier than a mother's iron heart... If there really is such a person, then every word he says will become a weapon that can kill people without blood!"
"
Suddenly, Ling Jie remembered that when he was in the dark prison, Ziyu used the flute to play the sound to fight against Da Sima's ice source of the third level of the Thousand Miles of Ice... The scene was still shocking when he thought about it...
"So that's Tianzhu music." Ling Jie sighed slightly.
"when!"
At this moment, the ancient bell suddenly struck loudly, and a shadow flashed across the bodhi tree...