Chapter 167: Arranging the bracelet and returning the hammer to its place (Eight thousand one)
One day passed, and Qin Yang had completely given up on treatment...
At this moment, I am completely sure that the fat orange cat really depends on me. As for the reason, I don’t understand it at all...
I don’t know if it’s because the sea monster was completely destroyed by me, or if it’s because I learned the Yumian Shenqu. Even when I asked it why it didn’t continue to guard the mausoleum, it completely ignored it...
Lying on his shoulder, it looked like he had no bones, lying there limply, but no matter what he did, the posture of the fat orange cat would not change at all. After several trials, he finally
Completely confirm a very speechless question...
This guy is actually sleeping.
Through this continuous testing, I almost understood some of the details about Fat Orange Cat.
It has an incomparable miraculous eternal power that cannot be noticed or sensed at all.
The person attacked by it will remain in an eternal state regardless of any injuries. The injuries can only remain in their original state and cannot be recovered.
The fat orange cat sleeps on his shoulder, and it also maintains an eternal state, as if it has really grown there. It is fixed here. If you want to pull it off, you will probably tear it off together with your own skin and flesh.
, you can simply pull it off your shoulders...
Therefore, Qin Yang decisively gave up treatment.
Love it however you like, anyway, the fat orange cat has no ill intentions, it is more like simply looking for someone who is not annoying to use as a human mattress...
Qin Yang murmured in his heart that this most unreliable possibility may actually be the most likely. This lazy, greedy and fat orange cat may really not think about more complicated problems.
There was an extra fat orange cat boss that he couldn't afford to mess with. After a day or two, Qin Yang completely adapted to it. Except for the feeling of an extra twenty or thirty kilograms of weight on one shoulder, there was nothing else.
Things have changed. When the fat orange cat fell asleep, he felt like he was going to sleep until the end of the world. He didn't wake up for two days.
Outside, after a few days of fermentation, the matter in the Siren Fairy Cave became a complete uproar.
The strong and the weak all want to get a share of the pie. Those lucky guys who escaped before were all taken away by the big forces, and they don't know what their fate will be.
Qin Yang asked Chen Youda to send people to pay attention to the news about Yang Fan and Hua Xiangrong, but there was no trace of them.
Yang Fan seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and Yu Sou and Lian Yu, who had not been seen in the cave before, were nowhere to be found, and they didn't know where they went.
Hua Xiangrong was only seen in her car, leaving from the inner sea, and there was no news after that.
This made Qin Yang quite puzzled. It was normal for Yang Fan to hide. After all, his identity was quite sensitive. If he was targeted by the Xuantian Holy Sect, a lot of things might really be exposed.
What was Hua Xiangrong hiding from? No matter what she got inside, no one would dare to rob it with the Lingtai Holy Sect as the backstage. Besides, the cave had been dilapidated for tens of thousands of years, and the things left behind had long been lost in the dust.
among.
There are very few treasures that have not been annihilated, and almost only the Tianyi Zhenshui guarded by the soul-eating beasts is left.
Qin Yang was the least worried about the people who came out of the Siren Fairy Cave. With Chen Youda following him, I believe that the senior officials of the Xuantian Holy Sect knew exactly what happened inside. Moreover, he rescued Chen Youda and Yu Qing
Yu Li, they will not pursue anything too much, and even if they do get some benefits, no one will come to steal it openly or covertly.
Chen Youda is so doted on, who would dare to cause trouble for Chen Youda's savior?
Are you going to slap Chen Jienan, the second elder, in the face?
The great elder of the Xuantian Holy Sect has not appeared for a long time. It is said that he cannot come out in seclusion. There are also legends that he left Huliang to travel. However, the sect leader is already old and has spent most of his time practicing with concentration, trying to reach a higher realm and extend his life.
On the one hand, it will deter all parties, and on the other hand, it will buy more time for the Holy Sect to cultivate the successors.
Therefore, when Shengzong responded to matters, it basically fell on Chen Jienan's shoulders.
When Chen Jienan is in great power, who dares to give him eye drops?
Qin Yang took out the broken-handled sledgehammer from his bracelet, gently stroked the lines on it, and said silently in his heart: "Now is the best time. Although the previous accident happened, there is no better time than now."
opportunity.”
The reason why the ugly chicken never appears is just in case, and strives to be perfect. What shows is that I never knew the existence of the ugly chicken.
But now he is in the form of Qiu Sheng, chasing "Qin Yang" Nian Xu, and falling into a secret realm. It is normal not to know some secrets. Moreover, this is a secret that Xuantian Holy Sect has always concealed.
The hammer is in one's hand, but one never knows it, which is reasonable.
After all, the Haoyang Bell is the magic weapon of the Xuantian Holy Sect. I am just a small steward of Wanyong Company, how can I know it?
But now, the attitude of the senior leaders of the Holy Sect towards him is no longer that of treating an insignificant stranger or a small role.
This is the best time to send the hammer back.
Only the current situation will make them feel it is reasonable and reasonable, and they will not think about whether there may be other inside stories.
As long as the bell hammer is sent back, Qiu Sheng's vest can be taken off depending on the situation, and the crazy plan to steal the treasure bell can also enter the next stage...
It's a pity that I don't have enough resources in my hands. If I were to be rich and powerful, I would be wasting so many things.
The resources needed to restore the Chou Chicken are too terrifying. Without the Haoyang Treasure Bell itself, it is estimated that even in ten thousand years, Haoyang Treasure Bell 10% may not be able to restore the Chou Chicken to its peak state.
strength.
Only by carrying forward the great style of the Thief Sect and letting the Xuantian Holy Sect give the Haoyang Bell body to Chouji again, and then use all the power of the No. 1 Holy Sect in Huliang to fill this gap with huge resources
Only with a bottomless pit can the ugly chicken recover.
All is ready except for the opportunity.
And the situation is much better than expected. There is no need to consider too many details on how to deliver the ugly chicken to Haoyang Baozhong.
Suddenly, Qin Yang felt his cheeks itching. He turned around and saw that the fat orange cat had woken up at some point and was staring at the clock with his hands in his arms.
The next moment, the fat orange cat swayed and landed on the clock hammer. Its pupils slowly expanded, and it stretched out its claws to scratch the clock hammer, and then bit it.
"Click..."
A series of sparks flashed, the clock hammer was intact, and the fat orange cat didn't have any of its front teeth broken...
Qin Yang's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw this. This fat orange cat has such strong teeth. He is really an orange cat and wants to eat everything...
No, isn't it aware of the ugly chicken inside?
Qin Yang was so frightened that he quickly reached out to catch the fat orange cat, put it on his shoulder, took out a bag of prepared candies, and stuffed it into the fat orange cat's arms.
"Boss, you can't eat this thing..."
The fat orange cat didn't resist. He squatted on Qin Yang's shoulder, holding a bag of candy. His pupils slowly retracted to a slit, and he glanced at the clock with an unhappy expression. The candy made a loud crunching sound when he bit it.
Qin Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The fat orange cat's appetite is not generally good, but it is just too greedy. With this fat orange cat's unknown background, he might really be able to eat the ugly chicken as a roast chicken...
Qin Yang threw the clock hammer aside and began to take out the items in the bracelet again, tapping them one by one and "picking them up" again to be safer.
Since I got Lao Bangzi's collection, I haven't taken a good inventory of it, so I just want to do it all together now, and then deal with the dozens of storage bags hanging on my body.
The inner space of ordinary storage bags is only half the size of a room, and the larger ones are only the size of four or five rooms. If you want to store some small things, one or two is definitely enough.
It’s just that as time goes by, there will inevitably be more and more things, and there will be many larger things.
For example, the spare coffins have been used up a long time ago, and new ones have not been purchased yet. When I come back this time, I should buy hundreds of coffins. If I encounter a big customer again, it will not be good if there are not enough coffins.
There are also metal ores, ranging from the size of a fist to several feet in diameter. In the future, when practicing the Naxi magic method of hardware, metal ores will also be needed to supplement the gold energy, which takes up a lot of space.
I have dozens of storage bags hanging on my body all the time because the space in the storage bags is too small and not enough.
Now that I have Lao Bangzi's bracelet, the space inside is enough to accommodate the main peak of Ruijin Peak. The space is as large as at least a thousand of the largest storage bags, so why do I need so many storage bags?
After doing some counting, Qin Yang secretly sighed, Lao Bangzi is really rich.
The largest amount of metal ore in it is enough to form a mountain. If you only use the gold energy in the metal to assist your cultivation, you don't have to worry about the problem of metal ore in the next two realms.
In addition to dark iron, these ores also have many relatively high-end metal properties. It is a bit wasteful to use them to assist cultivation. They can be used as materials for refining spiritual weapons.
There are mountains of first-, second- and third-grade spiritual stones, there are also quite a few fourth- and fifth-grade spiritual stones, and there are even three sixth-grade spiritual stones.
There are three flying swords, a protective spiritual weapon, and a palm-sized breast mirror...
"Ouch, I want my breasts to be bigger!"
Qin Yang grinned and picked it up with his skills. After refining it, he hung it on his chest. Then, after a slight hesitation, he gave up the position of his heart and hung it on his right chest...
Continue counting and refining skills while not letting go of a single spiritual stone...
Before long, the room was filled with messy things.
From materials to magic tools, from spiritual stones to elixirs, elixirs, magic tools, secret treasures, exercises, miscellaneous information, and experiences, we have them all...
Anyway, everything that a monk can collect for a long time can be found here, but the focus is different.
Qin Yang briefly flipped through the jade slips, books, bamboo scrolls and gold foil, put them away for the time being, and then began to count the numerous secret treasures.
The everlasting ancient lamp has no other use except for lighting...
The energy source continuously produces sweet spring water, and the stone kettle can be poured no matter how much it is filled. Except in the desert, this thing is used for eggs. There is no pollution in this world, and there are mountain springs everywhere.
A crystal that can transform into a phantom of the goddess that looks just like the real phantom. The phantom of the goddess can only dance. Unfortunately, I don’t have the artistic skills and the interest. It’s better to just give this thing to the fat orange cat and see if it eats it...
Thinking about it, Qin Yang casually handed it to the fat orange cat. Unexpectedly, the fat orange cat looked disgusted and slapped it to the ground...
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Can candles that can show the color of a person's mood have any use?
A mirror that can reflect one's own shadow and even talk to it? Is it useful?
A wine warming station that always maintains a constant temperature can be achieved by just turning the real energy? Does it look cool to use this thing?
Qin Yang's face was full of disgust. The dozen or so secret treasures were all rubbish. The only secret treasure that was of some use was a black cloak. After putting it on, what outsiders saw was a human-shaped black shadow...
Although this thing is useless and cannot be invisible, it can at most be used as a mask to hide the face.
After counting the secret treasures, Qin Yang was not in the mood to continue counting. He had always heard that there were quite a few ancient secret treasures, but 99% of them were useless, and he never had a particularly clear idea.
After all, the secret treasures I have seen have good power. Now I really understand why there are actually a lot of ancient secret treasures and most of them are garbage.
After a rough inventory of the items in the bracelet, it turns out that most of them can be considered property, suitable for trading, and easy to sell. Then I sorted out the items in dozens of storage bags together. The room was in a mess, even the yard.
It's full of stuff that needs to be sorted out.
It's a pity that there is no one-click function to organize the backpack. It would be great if there was this...
I used to hear people say that some older monks often don't even remember what they own, but now I believe it. Old Bangzi has lived for hundreds of years, and his collection is large and miscellaneous. Those who have lived for thousands of years have
I'm afraid they themselves don't know how many old monsters they have in their collection.
While Qin Yang was packing things, Chen Youda walked in from the outside and entered the yard. He looked at the debris piled up in the yard, ranging from spiritual stones to ores, to various jade and wooden boxes, and even some furniture. He was suddenly stunned.
Confused face.
"Brother Qiu, what are you doing?"
"Let's sort out the things. It's so messy that I can't even remember what's there. When I really need it, I can't find it. It's very troublesome." Qin Yang buried his head in a lot of things and "picked up"
Once passed, put them away in categories.
"Can I help?"
"Need not."
Chen Youda wandered around minding his own business, looking left and right. He had never been poor since he was a child, so naturally he would not understand how amazing it was for a foundation-building monk to have so much wealth.
In his eyes, so many things are just a bunch of messy low-level stuff...
When he walked into the house and looked at the broken-handled sledgehammer thrown on the ground, Chen Youda reached out and picked up the broken-handled sledgehammer, looking left and right, speechless.
"Brother Qiu, didn't you say Wanyong Company is quite rich? Why do you still keep the scrapped magic weapon?"
"Oh, that's the trophy I left behind after chasing down a thief. Although it's scrapped, it's still pretty strong." Qin Yang replied casually without looking up.
"How hard is it?" Chen Youda asked casually.
"I originally wanted to melt it to see if I could extract the material, but I didn't expect that the firepower was not enough and it couldn't be melted at all. Just in a few days, Brother Chen, please help me find a place with enough firepower to see if it can be melted."
"I have a refining room right here, and there is a flame dragon's dragon breath fire in the furnace. I'll help you try it." Chen Youda carried the broken-handled sledgehammer and went out happily...
Qin Yang looked up, didn't pay much attention, and continued to organize his things.
Chen Youda carried a sledgehammer with a broken handle and headed straight to the weapon refining room.
When I walked halfway, I saw Uncle Fu and raised his hand to say hello.
Uncle Fu nodded, turned around and walked out for a few steps. His expression suddenly froze, his body swayed, and turned into a stream of light, instantly appearing in front of Chen Youda, his eyes fixed on the broken-handled sledgehammer that Chen Youda was carrying.
"Youda, you... let me take a look at this thing of yours." Fu Bo's eyes trembled and his voice changed slightly.
"Ah..." Chen Youda was stunned and handed the broken-handled sledgehammer to Uncle Fu.
Uncle Fu took the broken-handled sledgehammer with both hands, and ran his trembling hands across the lines on the broken-handled sledgehammer. With a slight flick of his true energy, stars suddenly seemed to flicker on the surface, and disappeared in an instant.
"Dianxing Kobelco, it's really, it's really..." Fu Bo's eyes widened, his eyeballs protruding, and his whole body felt a little unsteady. After turning over and over several times, he finally grabbed Chen Youda's shoulders.
, with an anxious tone: “Where did you get this thing?”
"Brother Qiu, Brother Qiu is sorting out the collection. This scrapped magic weapon is Brother Qiu's trophy. He said it can't be melted. I'll help him get it to the refining room and try to see if it can be melted with dragon's breath fire and tempered.
Some materials that can be used..." Chen Youda looked confused and answered honestly.
"He's going to melt this..." Fu Bo's voice rose in vain, and his face turned green...
"Ah..." Chen Youda nodded blankly.
Uncle Fu left Chen Youda behind and hurried to the Qinyang courtyard. When he entered the door, he first saw two pieces of black iron ore placed next to him. After scanning, he saw a lot of messy things.
Qin Yang was squatting in a pile of debris, very busy...
"Brother Qiu?"
"Uncle Fu is here. I'll tidy up here. I'll be fine in a moment. I'll clean up the place." Qin Yang raised his head to greet him and smiled.
Uncle Fu calmed down and suppressed his complicated emotions: "That's it. I want to ask, where did this... scrapped magic weapon come from?"
"Oh, this, the trophies I got from chasing down a thief were unfortunately scrapped and couldn't be melted. I asked Brother Chen to help me find a stronger spiritual fire to try. Uncle Fu, do you know what material this thing is made of?
Is it made? Let me see if I can extract some materials and find someone to refine a better magic weapon." Qin Yang smiled with a pure face...
Uncle Fu couldn't take a breath and almost choked to death. The extraction material was melted? This is the hammer of the Haoyang Bell, which was forged entirely with Kobelco. This ignorant prodigal actually wanted to melt the extraction material!
Suppressing his excitement, Fu Bo thought for a moment and made up a large plot on his own. Then he looked at the large pile of things here and sighed softly. After thinking for a while, he said: "There are indeed some extremely precious things in these things."
I need the materials to refine a magic weapon, so I would like to ask Brother Qiu, can this... scrapped magic weapon be given to me?"
"It's just a scrapped magic weapon. Uncle Fu is too polite. If it's uneven, just take it."
"In that case, thank you very much, Brother Qiu. I won't bother you to organize your things."
Uncle Fu had a stiff smile on his face, nodded slightly, and immediately turned around and left.
Halfway through, Uncle Fu's expression changed. He secretly suppressed his excitement and thought to himself, if I go to see the master in such a hurry and abandon AUO, as the protector of AUO, it will not be right for me.
, outsiders can’t tell what clues they will find.
If someone notices something, Zhongchui will not be safe. Even if he won't notice it now, he will definitely think about it later, and the news of Zhongchui's return may be leaked...
Thinking of this, Uncle Fu waved to Chen Youda: "Youda, you should have finished your homework, right? It just so happens that you haven't seen the master yet after you came back, and the master has been talking about you, so let's go, just in time to visit the master."
Chen Youda grimaced and was reluctantly pulled away.
After a while, I saw the jade chariot rising into the sky and flying out of the city.
Qin Yang stood in the yard, looking at Uncle Fu's impatient but trying-to-pretend look, grinning and waving his hand.
Ugly chicken, you have to let go and recover well when you arrive. Whether I can take away the Haoyang Bell now depends on you.
I was originally thinking about how to send it back, but I didn't expect that it would be discovered by the other party inadvertently. Someone would give me a pillow when I fell asleep. I didn't expect that Uncle Fu actually recognized the bell hammer.
The ugly chicken has recognized its master and has been refined, and the bell hammer has also been refined.
The two most core things of Haoyang Baozhong, the magic weapon Yuanling and the Bell Hammer, have been completely refined. If the Zhonghammer and Yuanling return to their positions, Haoyang Baozhong will naturally be regained control by Chouji and be naturally controlled by him.
Refined.
Who would have thought?
Who would believe it?
A foundation-building monk will completely refine the Xuantian Holy Sect's sect-suppressing treasure in silence.
When Chouji regains full control of the Haoyang Bell, it will be the time for him to completely refine the Haoyang Bell.
The speed of this progress depends entirely on the amount of resources Xuantian Holy Sect invests.
Now there is only one year left before the birthday of the leader of the Xuantian Holy Sect. In one year, they will definitely invest in this bottomless pit at all costs and money.
Qin Yang smiled happily and continued to organize things happily.
Let these bastards arrest you, especially if it weren't for these guys acting domineeringly, without saying a word, and directly arresting you, how could there be so many things?
If they had made it clear from the beginning that you give me the thing and we will pay, I would have given it to them since I didn't know the ugly chicken existed at that time. After all, it was just a scrapped magic weapon.
You should speak politely, but you don't know how to be polite first and then fight with soldiers. You just let yourself, a little foundation-building monk, end up being wanted and strangled by the three holy sects of Huliang.
These bastards are simply not willing to pay some spiritual stones to deceive the little people. They are so superior. If you have something in your hands, I, the Holy Sect, will kill you and then take it back.
You must be sick...
That's just right. If you don't want to, I won't want to either. When the time comes, we won't have the Zongzong treasure, let's see if you are still so awesome.
Qin Yang hummed and was in a good mood...
On the other side, when Chen Youda came to visit his great ancestor Chen Jienan, no one paid attention either.
As the only descendant among the younger generation who inherited Chen Jienan's Xuanshui body, Chen Youda was extremely favored and naturally had special privileges.
Other juniors, no matter which generation they are from, are basically not invited and cannot come to see Chen Jienan. The only exception is Chen Youda, who can come whenever he wants. Chen Jienan is eager for Chen Youda to make progress and come to ask questions every day.
After the jade chariot fell into the Yunzhong Courtyard, Uncle Fu waved to Chen Youda: "You go to the study room and wait. I will give you a test later."
Chen Youda grimaced and walked towards the study room on the side with heavy steps.
And Uncle Fu quickened his pace and without any notice, he went directly to a quiet room in the deepest part.
After opening the quiet room, Uncle Fu waited quietly. Not long after, a flash of divine light appeared, and on the futon in the quiet room, there was an old man who was energetic and well-kept, with his hair well taken care of.
The old man slowly raised his eyes and looked at Uncle Fu.
"Afu, you came here in such a hurry to call for help, but is Youda sick?"
"Master, take a look at this first." Uncle Fu didn't bother to salute, took out a sledgehammer with a broken handle, and placed it in front of Chen Jienan.
"Haoyang Bell Hammer!" Chen Jienan screamed in shock, and the divine light in his eyes burst out and landed on the bell hammer. The divine light aura was sharp, like the power of a magic weapon, but when it fell on the bell hammer,
It was easily blocked.
Chen Jienan's expression changed drastically, and he no longer cared about his manners. He quickly stood up and looked at the clock hammer up and down.
"It turned out to be real, it was really a bell hammer! On that day, Zixiao Daojun regretfully sacrificed his body, pierced the Haoyang Bell with one finger, and forcibly broke the handle of the hammer. Yes, it is right here. The fracture here is exactly the same.
There are still some residual fingerprints on it."
After confirming again and again, Chen Jienan put away the hammer and looked at Uncle Fu.
"What's going on? How come you found it all of a sudden?"
Uncle Fu told the story exactly as it was. After Chen Jienan closed his eyes and thought for a moment, he suddenly burst into laughter.
"This is the fate of time! It's just like fate. I have said that Youda is a simple man, but he has deep blessings. I never thought that his blessings this time would be so deep! Wonderful! Wonderful.
a ha ha ha……"
After Chen Jienan laughed for a moment, Uncle Fu asked: "Sir, would you like to send someone to investigate?"
"No, if what I expected is true, after the little thief Qin Yang picked up the Haoyang Bell Hammer, he was chased by Qiu Sheng in Tongquzhou, and strayed into the ruined secret realm, and it took him a full year to come out.
Previously, there was a trace of the Haoyang Bell Hammer coming from the void with the wind, but the little thief Qin Yang was not seen. Instead, Qiu Sheng was seen nearby. At that time, we did not pay attention. After all, in the past two years, Wu
There are too many dragons, who knew it would be real this time.
That Qiu Sheng can't build a foundation, how can he come by the wind smoothly, cross the void, and come from Tongquzhou, cross the void, rise by the wind, and land in Chenghaizhou, if it is as expected by me,
The Haoyang Bell Hammer must have some remaining power and secretly exerted force. However, after secretly exerting force this time, there is no more remaining power. Please notify us.
From this point of view, it seems that Yuan Ling is still alive and fell into silence. And after Qiu Sheng killed Qin Yang's little thief, he just regarded it as a trophy and kept it at will without paying any attention to it. He spent many days in the ruined secret realm.
And since he was from Tongquzhou, it was naturally impossible for him to know the inside story.
Who would have expected that, as fate would have it, the Bell Hammer would appear in front of you and be seen by you. It is fitting that the Haoyang Bell Hammer will return! Such is the destiny!"
Chen Jienan laughed heartily, his face flushed with laughter, and he made a series of reasonings that were well-founded and convincing.
Uncle Fu nodded repeatedly as he listened. This must be the truth.
"Ah Fu, you wait here. I will send the Haoyang Bell Hammer back first. Please remember to keep this matter confidential and not publicize it." Chen Jienan laughed, turned into a ray of divine light, and disappeared in an instant.
Not long after, in a cave filled with hot waves and bursts of red light, a divine light flashed, and Chen Jienan appeared.
Within a moment, a divine light flashed next to him again, and an old man with white beard and hair, a calm and dignified face, and a purple and gold robe stepped out of the divine light.
"I have met the sect master." Chen Jienan bowed and saluted.
"No need to be polite, where is the bell?" The sect master's face was calm, but there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes.
Chen Jienan took out the hammer. The sect master took a look at it and laughed out loud: "Okay! Okay! Elder Chen did a wonderful job at this time. He took the hammer back without making a sound. It's very good. This is very good."
ah!"
The sect master held the bell hammer and strode forward along the passage in the cave. When he reached the end of the passage, he saw a huge hollow with a diameter of a thousand feet in front of him. In the middle, a three-foot-tall red gold bell hung there.
On top of the big bell, there is a carved golden crow spreading its wings and ready to fly. However, the head of the golden crow is no longer visible, only a hole is visible.
The infinite heat turned into red divine light, which continued to escape. Around the hollow and on the rock wall, densely packed red gold runes hung there, constantly rotating around the hollow, suppressing all the power here.
The sect master held the Haoyang Bell Hammer in his hand and threw it towards the center. Immediately, the red divine light shone, enveloped the bell hammer, and flew into the Haoyang Bell.
Inside the bell, a broken piece of stubble and the broken handle of the bell overlapped together, and they immediately fit together tightly, leaving only a trace of cracks.
"Buzz..."
The low bell rang, and the red divine light spread out in all directions, suddenly turning into flaming birds of light, cheering and jumping into the bell. The halo above the bell also completely converged and fell into silence.
"Fortunately, the Yuanling has not died yet. I immediately put the prepared spiritual fluid and gold water into it. At any cost, I must let the Yuanling of the Haoyang Bell be restored before next year. On my birthday next year, I must let the bell ring.
!At that time, our sect will want to see what those people’s faces will look like!”
The sect master's face glowed red, he laughed and turned to leave.
Chen Jienan, on the other hand, stayed here, making fingerprints in his hands, turning into a stream of light, and sinking into the top of the huge cave here.
Immediately, the spiritual liquid containing rich spiritual energy turned into a rolling river, scalding hot, and the spiritual energy rose to the sky. It continued to fall and submerged into the Haoyang Bell.
The Haoyang Treasure Bell is like a bottomless pit, swallowing up all the spiritual liquid and gold water.
Chen Jienan secretly nodded and stroked his beard. After watching for a moment, he turned and left.
Inside the Haoyang Bell, the ugly chicken spreads its wings and claws, floating in the spiritual liquid, with a gloomy expression.
"Sure enough, in their eyes, the ancestor is just a tool that can be used. They didn't even ask the ancestor. Ha... Xuantian Holy Sect is really no longer the Xuantian Holy Sect of the past..."
"Well, there is actually no point in keeping this place, so don't blame the ancestors for not remembering the old relationship in the future."