Chapter 4 The Spirit Gathering Bell and the Thirteen Shadow Brakes
"Sister, use the Soul Gathering Bell!"
Gently pushing the wheelchair and pushing Nie Ling under the shade of the tree, Nie Heng said with a smile: "Gather all the people in the sect over here!"
Hearing this, Zi Wei became even more puzzled!
He is seventeen years old. Because of his father, he has been in the Xuanjian Sect for the past seventeen years and is one of the disciples loyal to the Nie family.
But even so, he had never heard of any clock in the Nie family, called the Juling Bell!
Nie Ling smiled softly, with a soft smile on her somewhat rosy face: "Yes!"
Nodding, she turned her hand, and a palm-sized copper bell came out of her storage ring and landed in her palm.
With a gentle shake, Zi Wei did not hear any sound, but secretly, traces of special spiritual energy fluctuations were already pouring out in all directions.
After a while, six figures appeared in Nie Heng's courtyard.
Zi Wei knew almost all of these people.
They are the six oldest Tsing Yi disciples!
Although they were weak in strength, they were retained because of their loyalty to the sect.
They are the low-level disciples responsible for the morning bells and evening drums, and they are the servants of the sect who wash the dishes and clean the other disciples...
In Zi Wei's view, these people are the lowest-status disciples within the Xuanjian Sect.
He once saw several disciples of the sect, and beat one of them until his skin was torn to pieces, leaving him unable to fight back.
He had also heard about the woman who was responsible for washing clothes for other disciples. She was raped by other disciples when she was young, and she had no power to resist!
But now...
When the six people appeared separately, Ziwei did not notice the trajectory of their moving figures, nor did he sense the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power emitted by them!
"How could it be them? Their strength..." Zi Wei was puzzled.
In front of him, six figures clasped their fists respectfully, facing Nie Ling and Nie Heng, they all knelt down on one knee: "Thirteen Shadows, come and obey the order!"
Thirteen Shadows?
Zi Wei's eyebrows trembled: What is this?
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It turns out that the status of these Thirteen Shadows within the sect is by no means as bad as what other disciples have seen.
Their strength is actually definitely not weak!
Their existence is just to swear allegiance to a certain person and to do a certain thing in the future!
All of this started thirty years ago.
Thirty years ago, in a battle with a strong demon clan, Nie Heng and Nie Ling's father Nie Tianyang chased a strong demon clan all the way, and finally managed to kill him after ten days of hard fighting.
Also this time, he passed by a village that had been massacred and plundered by demons...
Only the ruins of the village were left, with corpses strewn everywhere.
But beneath a large set of ruins, there were thirteen young men, all five or six years old, hiding in a dry well.
Perhaps they were secretly hidden in this dry well by the village elders when the demon tribe massacred the village, and they mysteriously avoided a fatal disaster.
When Nie Tianyang found them, they were already dying of hunger and thirst.
Then, Nie Tianyang brought them all back to Xuanjian Sect and trained them secretly.
Such training is equivalent to giving them a new home.
It also gave them the opportunity to avenge their loved ones and the villagers who died in the future.
Of course, due to some reasons, Nie Tianyang did not tell other elders of the sect about their life experiences. Instead, he regarded them as his confidants and taught them quietly for many years before sending them to various branches of the sect and other places.
Eight of them stayed inside the sect, and the other five were arranged to go outside the sect!
them……
It’s Nie Tianyang’s Thirteen Shadows!
The Thirteen Shadows who swore a blood oath to only be loyal to Nie Tianyang!
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"Get up!"
Looking at them, Nie Ling said softly: "Young Sect Leader has something that needs you to complete!"
As she finished speaking, she gently stretched out her hand and put the Soul Gathering Bell into Nie Heng's hand.
This Soul Gathering Bell is a magic weapon forged by Nie Tianyang himself...
In the process of forging, Nie Tianyang used some black ice and cold iron, and some other heavenly and earthly treasures, but the most important thing was that he forged all the remaining souls floating in the sky after the demon tribe massacred the village.
Cast into this clock.
It is precisely because this bell is infused with the remnant souls of the villagers that others cannot hear the special bell ringing, but the Thirteen Shadows can "hear" it.
Because inside the Soul Gathering Bell, there are the remnant souls of their parents and brothers, as well as the remnant souls of their close friends and relatives.
Therefore, when the Soul Gathering Bell shakes, for the Thirteen Shadows, it means hearing the call of the soul!
Of course, during the past thirty years, Nie Tianyang has asked the Thirteen Shadow Brass to firmly remember an iron rule: except for Nie Tianyang himself, the Thirteen Shadow Brass can only obey the summons of the Soul Gathering Bell...
Whoever wants them to come must arrive as soon as possible;
If they want them to fight, they must take action without hesitation, no matter who the enemy is!
At this moment, after taking the Soul Gathering Bell, Nie Heng smiled softly and asked: "Do you still remember the murder? The time when the demon clan assassinated me!"
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That killing spree...
The real Nie Heng was actually dead at that time, so the current Nie Heng emerged.
But how could Nie Heng, who had just been reborn, be able to compete with the powerful demon clan who were still trying to besiege him?
If it weren't for his sister's desperate resistance and protection, he would probably have died again just after he was reborn.
Fortunately, my sister was alert before the crisis actually broke out and had already rang the Soul Gathering Bell. Only then did she summon the eight Thirteen Shadows nearby to save herself and Nie Heng in time.
However, after repelling those monster assassins, Nie Heng was still in a desperate situation of certain death.
Because he was too seriously injured at that time, even if he was treated with the strongest elixir in the sect, he would probably have to wait for death.
Fortunately, because of his strength and rich experience in his previous life, Nie Heng thought of a way to save himself at the critical moment.
This method is to use the power of other cultivators to help repair the broken blood and meridians, as well as the almost complete collapse of Dantian and sea of consciousness.
At the same time, he also needs to use these powers to seal the powerful soul power from his previous life in his body, so as to ensure that his new body will not collapse and burst because it cannot withstand that soul power.
If he cannot do all this in time, he will still have to die, and he will die soon.
As for the strong men he needed, they were the eight Thirteen Shadows who arrived at that time.
With the help of his sister, he ordered the eight Thirteen Shadows.
He ordered them to hand over their soul essence and blood, ordered them to give up all their cultivation strength, and sent all their spiritual power into his body.
After hearing Nie Ling's order at that time, only one of the eight Thirteen Shadows hesitated slightly, but the rest did not hesitate at all and all complied!
It was precisely because of these powerful spiritual powers that Nie Heng was able to repair fatal injuries in a timely manner with miraculous means.
then……
The eight Thirteen Shadows all looked useless.
then……
Nie Heng survived and was successfully reborn!
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"Very good, Zhao Hu, Zhao Long, you two brothers are much stronger than last month!"
"You are not bad, Qin Feng. You have practiced the Nine Phoenix Aotian Art. Your speed is probably far beyond that of warriors of the same level, right?"
"And you... it's not bad. The Tyrant Body Defying Heaven Technique is really suitable for you. Now you are so much stronger than your peak level a year ago. It's great!"
Holding the Soul Gathering Bell at this moment, Nie Heng smiled and finally looked at the last Thirteen Shadow Sha.
Looking at this thirty-seven or eighteen-year-old man, Nie Heng still smiled, but said to the other five people: "You guys, kill him!"