Reborn City Supreme

Chapter 1292 Expectations and Disappointments

"Clang, clang, clang..."

On Wuwang Peak of Lingshan, bells rang out, resounding through every corner of Lingshan.

"It was the bell that was rung."

"Look, on Hopeless Peak."

"Who is ringing the bell?"

The Lingshan sect members opened their eyes wide, and almost all of them turned their attention to Wuwang Peak.

For a hundred years, the Lingshan has never been rung by anyone. Now that it is rung again, it will definitely lead Lingshan to glory.

The corners of the eyes of some people of the older generation were unknowingly wet. They also looked at Hopeless Peak, worrying about gains and losses.

"Master, why are you crying?"

Standing not far from Lin Xiao, there was a Lingshan disciple who saw his master's eyes moistened, and asked involuntarily.

Hearing the apprentice's voice next to his ear, he turned around for your master, and inadvertently wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes.

"You are still young, and it is normal not to know the things of the older generation." The master paused, as if recalling, and then continued, "A long, long time ago, the bell on Hopeless Peak was It has to ring once, which represents the strength of Lingshan, and now a hundred years later, the bell rings again, you know what it means, our Lingshan will usher in a new world."

Lin Xiao frowned immediately after listening with his ears upright. He learned from the old master that this tripod bell is probably not simple, but also very mysterious.

But the most mysterious thing is the person who rings the bell.

Looking at Wuwang Peak, Lin Xiao also felt eager to try. He really wanted to know who the person who rang the bell was, and who had such a great ability, which made countless people of the older generation in the sect shed tears. .

Not long after, the bell stopped ringing, and the centuries-old clouds and mist surrounding Wuwang Peak miraculously dissipated today.

And on the top of the mountain peak, there was a huge glow, as if that was the place where Chongbao appeared in this world.

Because of this, some people started talking about it.

"Guess, is that a trick by Lingshanwei to cover up the treasure?"

"That's right, I've never heard of Lingshan Lingzhong."

"I also think Bacheng is a treasure in that direction."

"Go, let's go now."

Lin Xiao couldn't stop those people who were talking. After all, this was the venue held by Lingshan. If he made a rash move, wouldn't it be a fact that it was a treasure.

Simply put up with it, but I can't bear to make big plans, Lin Xiao is still clear about this.

At the same time, the entire Lingshan became a mess.

A torrent of seven colors appeared in the sky for no reason, all heading towards the Hopeless Peak.

The first group reached Hopeless Peak first.

However, Wuwang Peak is shrouded by a mysterious force for hundreds of miles, which was absolutely unprecedented in the past.

It's just that now the spirit bell has awakened, and Hopeless Peak has also awakened again, and the existing formation is slowly activated under the gathering of spiritual energy from the heavens and the earth.

"Don't rush in, there is a formation inside."

The scream of the first person resounded in the sky, it was an old man, his cultivation level was not very good, but his skill of controlling the sword was the best.

Only then did he rank among the best, leaving the people behind by a long way.

However, just when he thought he could be the first to win the treasure, a strange thing happened.

The flying sword lost its spiritual power in an instant, turned into a mortal weapon, and fell down the Hopeless Peak. The old man on the flying sword didn't have time to react, only had time to let out a strange cry and fell into the air.

It was precisely because of this strange cry that it reminded the people behind that they all stopped in the sky below the feet of the spectators.

"He should be dead." Someone said in the crowd.

"If he practiced body training techniques, there is still hope of survival." Someone said in the crowd.

But they all just hoped, not sure that the old man would come back alive. After all, this place is very high, from the top of Hopeless Peak to the bottom, at least ten feet high, if they fall, if they don't have spiritual power to protect their body, or their physical body is not strong enough, they will definitely die. Break into patties.

Everyone who discovered this formation fell towards the sky at the fastest speed.

The more daring ones jumped down directly.

"The art of body training is just so willful." Some practitioners who have not practiced the body training method shook their heads, their eyes were full of envy and jealousy, and they hated why they didn't learn a book in the first place.

It was also at this time that a frenzy of cultivation techniques such as body training was taking shape.

At the same time, the moment a group of people landed, they flocked towards the top of Hopeless Peak, but they didn't know that there were many dangers on Hopeless Peak, and they were murdering every step of the way.

Now these people have reached a point of insanity, a heavy treasure has already been snapped up by so many people, if it is a Taoist artifact, it will not turn the whole world upside down.

Lin Xiao, who was standing on the square of Huiling Hall, couldn't help covering his forehead with a look of helplessness on his face.

He was able to confirm that the spirit bell was from Lingshan, and it was not a treasure at all.

However, today, these people mistakenly regard it as a treasure, and they are still vying to get it.

I'm afraid it is a dream in the end, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

After a long time.

Finally someone made it to the top.

However, when No.1 saw that it was really a clock, the sense of ecstasy and possession burst instantly.

"Stop him quickly, don't let him touch the bell." Who knows who yelled such a sentence, and immediately swarmed up.

One can imagine the scene of a group of people snapping up something like a sea of ​​blind people.

"useless."

Finally someone came across the Lingzhong, but after a series of methods to identify the master, the Lingzhong remained indifferent and still stood on the top of the mountain, standing still.

The whole body of the spirit bell is golden yellow, and it is twice as small as an ordinary big bell.

However, even if it is twice as small, it is still half the height of a person.

After a long time, some people simply squatted on the top of the hill, surrounded the bell, and discussed how to make the bell recognize the Lord.

And some people gave up after knowing that the clock was from the Lingshan Mountain, and couldn't help walking down the mountain slowly.

However, the people waiting in the distance saw that the person coming out of the mountain pass was not a well-dressed practitioner, but an old man who thought he was covered in injuries.

At this time, the old man's leg had been broken, and the bones of one hand were directly exposed to the air, so he slowly crawled towards the Huiling Hall with one hand and one foot.

"Look, that old man is still alive." A person in the crowd said.

Everyone heard the news and looked.

Sure enough, it was the old man who did not fall to his death.

At the same time, Xie Biqing in Huiling Hall also saw it, and hurriedly ordered his disciples to treat the old man.

"Quick, quick, quick, go and treat the wounded, as well as those injured practitioners." Under the arrangement of an elder, everything went on in an orderly manner.

(End of this chapter)