Furthermore, the trickery has been repeated over the past few years and has long since lost the "happiness" it once had.
Before, Pei Chuan accompanied her to fool around, but since Pei Chuan went down the mountain, she felt more and more deserted.
It was so deserted that there was no one to talk to, let alone get into trouble together.
"Ah, why are you torturing me like this?" Ji Qinghe, who was wearing a green robe, looked up to the sky and sighed, pretending to be mature.
She put down the bucket and threw the rag aside. She lazily sat on the armchair on the right, staring helplessly at the four sticks of natal incense in front of her in a daze.
She remembered that when she was a child, five sticks of incense were offered here.
At that time, Senior Sister Lingxi had not yet become a Heavenly Spirit Master.
The five sticks of incense represent Ji Xuanqing and the four elders respectively.
I never thought that Elder Baiyou was dead, and Elder Jingyue was heartbroken by that man, which caused her heart to break. She fell from Tianling Master to Xuanling Master, and never got out of the corner again.
Ji Qinghe couldn't understand the love between men and women, but she really wanted to give Kunlun some credit and become a Heavenly Spirit Master. She also lit a stick of natal incense here.
However, she is born with a weak heart and a weak brain, and she has always admitted it.
So envy is envy, which does not stop her from doing evil in Kunlun.
"Snapped."
A slight cracking sound sounded in the main hall. Ji Qinghe, who was in a daze, pricked up his ears and subconsciously stood up to look at the natal incense burner.
She suddenly discovered that the incense stick representing senior sister Lingxi showed signs of cracking while burning.
"What's going on?" Ji Qinghe stood up in a hurry and got closer to take a look.
"call......"
It seemed like a strong wind was blowing, and Lingxi's natal incense burned a small section at a very fast speed, about one centimeter.
Ji Qinghe's face turned pale and he breathed quickly: "Three years? Senior sister lost three years of life all of a sudden. What happened to her?"
Before Ji Qinghe could think about it, the fire started again, and Lingxi's natal incense burned again at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Compared to the one centimeter burned before, this time it was nearly two centimeters.
"Five years, another five years of life lost."
Ji Qinghe muttered to herself, and the next moment she rushed out of the hall like crazy. She screamed in a tearful voice: "Father, something happened to senior sister."
"Ooooooo, come on, come and save Senior Sister."
"clang......"
The ancient bell and tripod hanging outside the main hall of the main peak was struck by Ji Qinghe with all his strength.
A total of nine sounds echoed through the Jiufeng Mountains, like a dragon roaring into the sky.
There is a bell in Kunlun, named Hao Jie.
The morning bell rings three times and the evening bell rings six times.
Under normal circumstances, this bell and cauldron should never ring more than six times in a row.
Fifteen years ago, due to the battle between Su Xinglan and Xuanmen, Xia Baiyou rang the bell seven times and took three thousand disciples to Xuanmen to rescue him.
Also fifteen years ago, the Kunlun Patriarch drove Hexi to the west. Ji Xuanqing rang the bell eight times in person, and everyone in Kunlun observed a moment of silence to bid farewell to the ancestor.
The nine bells ringing represent catastrophe.
It represents that Kunlun has ushered in an unprecedented catastrophe.
Just like the name of this bell and tripod, the Catastrophe Bell.
