Royal Master Painter

Chapter 239 Empress Bell

The reason why he participated in the Goose Lake Meeting was that his greatest wish was to be able to lift the curse of the evil spirits. He was a little disappointed with Zhang Xuansu's answer to Jiang Greed.

However, the brothers who claim to be the closest to the immortals in the Yuling Continent did not directly answer that there is no solution, which is already good news. There should be a solution on Xuanpu Mountain.

As for the Empress Bell, after all, it is an artifact of imperial spirits, and there are only 24 of them scattered all over the world.

Originally, the Confucian government was going to take down Jiang Lu and keep Empress Ling, but under pressure from the royal family and Wei Changli, they could only allow Jiang Lu to subdue him.

"Jiang Li, before the Goose Lake meeting started, the master had already said that becoming number one in the eight prefectures is just a matter of trying to subdue the empress bell.

But the Empress Bell has its own spirituality as an artifact of imperial power. When you choose, the artifact will also choose its own owner. If you fail to take it away, it is your good fortune," Yan Jianyuan said.

"Mr. Yan, Wansheng understands!"

The Emperor's Bell was stored in a separate Library Pavilion. The entire Confucian Mansion Library Pavilion was the most defensive place. Every brick and stone was made of the fertile soil accumulated at the mouth of the East China Sea, which was extremely hard.

Jiang Greed's current combat power is invincible in the Xuanling Realm, not to mention him, unless Wei Changli takes action himself, he will not be able to break through the defense of Zangshu Pavilion at all.

Not only that, the Zangshu Pavilion also has extremely strong restrictions, and outsiders cannot probe into the inside from the outside at all, so as to ensure that the contents of the precious scriptures in the Zangshu Pavilion will not be prying.

After following Yan Jianyuan into the library, Jiang Li realized what a sea of ​​vastness is. Countless bookcases are neatly arranged row by row.

All kinds of books are presented on it, and the sub-collection of classics and history is omnipresent and inclusive.

"This is the foundation of Confucianism, and it is the lifelong painstaking effort of Confucianism and great sages of all ages." After pressing these scrolls, Yan Jianyuan felt boundless pride in his heart.

Every floor of the bookshelf is full of books, and the top is spotless, obviously someone will come to clean it every day.

From the paper scrolls I saw at the beginning, to the scrolls later, and even bamboo slips later.

"Mr. Yan, are these bamboo slips also Confucian classics?"

"Before the establishment of the Eight Houses, the ancestors at that time did not know how to use paper, but used bamboo slips to record the movement of heaven and earth, and discovered the journey of the road from it.

These bamboo slips also have stone steles engraved with previous texts, the most precious legacy left to us by the first generation of Confucian sages, but the texts at that time were somewhat different from those of today, so many of them cannot be read.” Yan Jianyuan explained.

Jiang Gu suddenly thought that there was such an ancient book in his book tube, which was given to him by someone when he was in Youshan Village, which was isolated from the world behind Qingdu Mountain.

The words on it seem to be very similar to these ancient Confucian books.

"The empress bell is in the quiet room in front, so I won't go in."

In the deepest part of Zangshu Pavilion, there were several separate rooms. Jiang Li followed Yan Jianyuan's instructions and entered the room where the Empress Bell was stored.

Pushing open the door, the Empress Bell was placed on the table, without any breath or fluctuation of spiritual power, just like a mortal thing.

Jiang Greed walked in and took a look. The bell had a bronze color, and there were some tiny cracks on it.

"It's so ordinary, could it be that people from the Confucian Mansion lied to me?"

Jiang Greed thought about it, it should be impossible, especially since Wei Changli is still here.

After thinking about it, after Jiang Greed injected his own spiritual power into it, the humble bell finally started to move.

After cultivating in the land of Yique, Jiang Greed fused with a hundred acupuncture points to possess a monster power not weaker than that of the monster race, but the power erupted by this little bell in an instant was a bit unbearable even for him.

The bell in the palm is now heavier than the dragon gate.

After the bell fell to the ground, it turned into broken copper and iron again, but after this time, Jiang Li's eyes were full of surprise.

"It is said that the Queen's Bell is the most defensive artifact among the imperial artifacts, and it really lives up to its reputation."

Jiang Greed picked it up from the ground, and then tried to inject spiritual power into it again, to see if he could regain it with brute force.

He was unprepared just now, but this time Jiang Li was fully prepared, but the sudden weight of the bell still made him overwhelmed.

With a low shout, the spout of spiritual power fused with the hundreds of acupuncture points on his arm made his wrist strength increase dramatically, the muscles on his arm swelled, and even his clothes were directly torn.

With his current strength, even a big mountain could be lifted easily, but at this moment, the sweat was profuse on his forehead, and the empress bell still fell to the ground.

"how so"

Jiang Greed was a little puzzled. After his strength was strengthened, the weight of Empress Bell increased even more terrifyingly.

"If this is the case, how can I control the artifact?"

"Could it be that only warriors and monks can use it?"

After all, among all enlightenments, these two kinds of enlightenment are recognized as having the strongest power and the strongest physical body, but after thinking about it, Jiang Greed denied this idea.

The martial arts and the monk's physical defenses were already extremely strong, and they were almost immune to many injuries. What would they use the Empress Bell for?
And as the name suggests, the Empress Bell, the user or the spirit-endower should be a woman, and that woman uses a magic weapon that is heavier than a mountain.

"There must be something I've overlooked"

Seeing the shape of the bell, it was simple and simple without any extra pendants. This style made Jiang Li suddenly think that there seemed to be a very similar bell on him.

There is always a bell tied to his book tube, which was given by Emperor Fang Xiangye at Sanchuankou back then. It is precisely because of this emperor's bell that Jiang Li was able to escape from the curse of evil spirits many times.

At this time, Jiang Tan took it off and put it in his hand, holding the Empress Bell in one hand and the soul sending bell in the other, and looked closely at it.

The two bells were very similar in color and shape, and there seemed to be nothing special about them. Jiang Tan knocked with his hands, and the sound was clear and thick.

Even the weight and the texture for Jiang Lun are exactly the same, so Jiang Lun boldly guessed that these two bells are even very likely to be made by the same person!
The owner of the send soul bell is Fang Xiang Ye Di, whenever Jiang Greed uses it, Fang Xiang Ye Di, who is thousands of miles away and under the three rivers, will feel it, so it is better to ask him.

In order to prevent outsiders from prying into the secrets of the Confucian Mansion, the Zangshu Pavilion is very confidential, and no one can detect what happened inside.

Jiang Greed's Yin power poured into the Jihun bell, and soon a burst of black mist emanated from the Jihun bell.

A pale and handsome man in black clothes appeared in the mist. If you only look at his appearance, he is undoubtedly a young man, but only Jiang Li knows that Fang Xiang Yedi is an old monster who has lived for an unknown number of years.

"Jiang Greed? Why did you call me? Have you found the Unsullied?"

"There is no news for now, but Senior Fang Xiang, I have something here, I hope you can identify it"

Spreading out his palm, Emperor Fang Xiangye saw a bell that was almost exactly the same as the Jihun Bell. Fang Xiangye, who had always been calm in the ancient well, had something strange in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)