Great Dao Ji

The moment he stepped on the bronze bell, An Qisheng felt an extremely strong pressure, like an invisible air wall.

But he restrained his true energy, and with one step, he rushed in with pure physical strength.

Then, he pinched his five fingers and smashed the bronze bell!

Buzz~

The real bell wave spread like ripples, and the air fluttered like paper in the wind.

The mighty airflow emptied and broke through the waves in an instant, accompanied by the low and melodious bell sound that roared in all directions!

Boom!

It was like a meteor falling to the ground, the stars were hammers, and the earth was a drum!

The sound waves that rippled in an instant made the scalps of thousands of monks in the entire martial arts field explode, and their hearts and minds trembled!

Even more, the body shook wildly as if it was electrified, and the bones and internal organs were numb.

There were even more, under the sound of the bell, the legs became weak and fell to the ground.

The bell wave echoed in the sky and could be heard for hundreds of miles.

For a moment, all the monks in the Huangjue Temple were alarmed.

Someone, rang the Huangjue Bell? !

Outside the Huangjue Temple, a Confucian scholar in a green shirt looked up and saw layers of air waves in the air intertwined and overlapped, like a mushroom cloud suddenly exploding.

The whistling airflow blew away the clouds above hundreds of feet in the sky.

The cold dragon hovering in the sky trembled and almost fell down. It rose up in horror and fled.

"Is someone ringing the Huangjue Bell?"

Outside the Huangjue Temple, the Confucian scholar in a green shirt heard the sound and his eyes were full of ripples:

"Could it be that the old monk came out of retreat?"

"Sir, could it be that the old monk Ikkyu came out of retreat?"

Listening to the rolling bell waves and the vast air waves like huge waves, the faces of the people behind the Confucian scholar in a green shirt were a little solemn.

They have the most extensive intelligence system, and they naturally know a lot about Huangjue Temple, which is like a country within a country.

How could they not know about this Huangjue Bell, which is the most amazing creation in the martial arts world?

Similarly, they know that there are only two or three people in Huangjue Temple who can ring this bell, but those two or three people are not in Huangjue Temple at the moment.

At this time, the only one who can ring this bell in Huangjue Temple is the old monk?

The green-shirted scholar calmed down and stepped towards Huangjue Temple:

"Whether it is true or not, you can tell at a glance!"

Sanyin, Sankong and other big monks in Huangjue Temple were also shocked.

Sankong's old face was even more surprised.

He had seen the senior ring this bell, but even that senior would never do it so easily.

Hualala~

In the airflow explosion like a stormy sea, An Qisheng's clothes rustled.

The raging sound waves and the Qi all over his body were in violent friction, so that the white air around him flashed and disappeared, and the bubbles burst and made a sound like a tiger's roar and a dragon's roar.

An Qisheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

He burst out with all his strength, breaking through the invisible aura and hitting the bronze bell.

As the bell rang, an indescribable huge force also spread from his palm to every tiny part of his body.

In just a moment, his pores were stretched out, and his bones, muscles, and even organs began to tremble and shake under the pressure of this infinite power!

The impurities, which were not many to begin with, were immediately vaporized into smoke and expelled!

The internal force surging in the blood was boiling, and the fusion with the blood became more and more intense. Even the rapidly rotating Qi in the Qi channels had an effect that was almost like purification!

It was like removing hair and washing marrow!

The spirit was shocked!

An Qisheng did not move, and his palm slammed down again:

"Two!"

Boom!

The copper bell weighing tens of millions of pounds was knocked and swung!

The bell rang again, and the air wave rose again!

"Ah!"

The distance was too close, even though the monks had been prepared, they were still knocked off their feet, their eyes blackened, and their heads buzzed.

Sound waves are enough to kill people.

If the people present had not practiced martial arts for many years and had strong physiques.

With just this one blow, I don't know how many people would have their eardrums broken, or even killed on the spot!

"It's so easy."

Fu Xin's heart was filled with huge waves.

He was not surprised that An Qisheng rang the copper bell, but this posture was too relaxed.

The Huangjue Bell is not just a bell, but also a magic weapon. When ringing the bell, you have to face the terrifying recoil that is enough to kill the qi and meridians on the spot.

Once it is struck, it can be struck twice without even taking a breath?

The old Taoist priest's physique is so strong?

"This bell is really a treasure for practicing horizontal training!"

When it was struck, An Qisheng's hair flew up, and his whole body was trembling with an extremely strange rhythm.

Under the vibration of the bell, his muscles, bones, skin, flesh, internal organs, blood, true qi, internal force, qi channels and spirit actually had a tendency to merge!

With a thought, An Qisheng's distracting thoughts disappeared.

The essence of the countless horizontal training martial arts he had learned appeared on the bright mirror hanging high in his heart.

Hard Qigong, Thirteen Taibao horizontal training, Dragon Roar Golden Bell Cover, Tiger Roar Iron Cloth Shirt, Yang Yang Golden Body, Dragon Elephant Vajra Body Xuanxing, Jiu Fujie, the countless horizontal training martial arts he had learned, all emerged in his mind.

After hammering the Red Sun Dharma King, during the two months of driving away the beast tide, he almost always entered his dream, summarizing and summarizing the horizontal training secrets that belonged entirely to him.

But the progress was not too fast.

He had no predecessors to learn the complicated horizontal training secrets of the two worlds, as well as the complexity of his own qi and meridians, and could only deduce step by step.

But at this time, under the pressure of the recoil force of the bronze bell, every inch of his skin, every inch of his body, and every inch of his qi and meridians were all under tremendous pressure in all directions without dead ends.

And violent resistance occurred.

In this state, the essence of countless horizontal training martial arts corresponded to his own body and qi and meridians when they were hit, and countless inspirations rose in his heart!

"Not enough, not enough!"

An Qisheng's eyes were blazing, and he even forgot the bet with Fu Xin and San Kong for a moment.

Immersed in this state, his spine bounced like a dragon, and his arms emitting crystal light fell down again.

Full strength!

Boom!

The bronze bell rang three times!

The unfallen air wave was once again violent, like a real dragon roaring above the boundless ocean, and the tsunami waved again!

In an instant, dozens of evergreen trees around the martial arts arena moved at the sound of the wind, and the leaves fell rustling.

Many monks in the martial arts arena could no longer bear it, and sat down on the ground, moving their internal energy to resist the heavy sound waves.

Sankong, Sanyin and other old monks looked at each other.

But they ignored it, and walked to the nearest place where the bell wave hit directly, and sat down.

Fuxin's heart was shaking, and he also keenly discovered the benefits.

The vibration of this bell can actually cleanse people's body and spirit.

Immediately, he pressed Huiguo to the ground with a casual press, and let him activate the Dragon Elephant Vajra Body to feel the vibration of the bell.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The bell waves were like tides, one wave higher than the other.

The bell sound was so huge, and there was a masculine aura that shook people's hearts.

The whole Huangjue Temple seemed to be shaking, and the ground seemed to be trembling. The momentum was incredible.

"Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen! The bell has rung seventeen times!"

"Could it be that the master has come out of retreat?"

"Apart from the master, who else can ring this bell?"

Monks came out from temples everywhere.

Looking at the rippling bell waves in the distance, they were all shocked.

Even though they were miles away, they felt that their hearts could not bear it, and their eardrums were buzzing.

Hoo~~~

An Qisheng was bathed in the whistling and surging bell waves, with mist steaming around him, and sweat condensed into mist like hot steam.

His mind was empty, and he fell into a state of intentional and unintentional.

His body and mind seemed to be separated at this moment, with all kinds of essences flowing in his heart, but his body was still lifting his waist and swinging his arms, shaking the buzzing sound of the Huangjue Bell weighing tens of millions of pounds!

If someone could see the subtle parts of his body through the heavy sound waves and mist.

They would find that.

His body seemed to be adjusting and operating spontaneously in these collisions.

Slowly but visibly, it was transforming towards a more perfect state!

His muscles, bones, skin, flesh, blood, marrow, internal force, true qi, and meridians all cooperated perfectly in this state to make fine adjustments.

"More than, more than eighteen times, more than!"

"How many times? How many times did the bell ring?"

"I don't know, I don't know, ah, I can't stand it!"

In the martial arts arena, many monks blushed, feeling that their internal organs were about to be broken, and their blood seemed to break through the constraints of the seven orifices.

Immediately, I don't know how many monks could no longer bear it.

They all opened their mouths and shouted and retreated to the distance. Under such sound waves, they would be shocked to death if they stayed for a long time!

In just a moment, the huge martial arts arena was empty, and only a group of old monks remained in place.

But the weaker ones among them also shook slightly.

"The bell rings seventy-eight times"

In front of Huangjue Temple, listening to the bells that sounded louder and louder, the calmness on the face of the scholar in green clothes could no longer be maintained.

"Mo, could it be that it is not Pang Wanyang who is going to break through the barrier between heaven and man, but Ikkiu, Master?"

The subordinates behind him were even more solemn and horrified.

After taking a deep look at the Huangjue Temple that was just a stone's throw away, the scholar in green clothes slowly exhaled a long breath:

"Retreat!"

"Is this man's body made of steel? No, even steel would be shattered in such a shock!"

Looking at the shaking bell platform and the boiling void that seemed to have turned into the sea, many monks were shocked beyond words.

The Huangjue bell weighing tens of millions of pounds was shaking and trembling constantly, as if it could not withstand such a heavy blow!

They could not imagine what kind of flesh could withstand such a strong recoil!

Yes, at this point, all the monks knew that the Taoist did not use any of his true energy, but only used his physical strength to strike the Huangjue Bell!

Boom!

Clang!

Amid the echoing bell sounds, a discordant sound suddenly came out.

From afar, many monks' eyes widened and their faces twitched.

I saw that the Huangjue Bell suddenly lost its iron bell buckle in a heavy blow!

It fell to the ground.

The Huangjue Bell was actually knocked down from the bell stand that had been hanging for two hundred years!

Bang!

The earth shook, and dust and sand flew everywhere, as if a huge dust storm had been raised, covering the entire martial arts field.

Huh!

The monks, who were still in shock, heard a whistling sound of exhalation.

Then the wind blew up in the martial arts arena, and the scattered dust was swept up into the sky like a dragon.

An Qisheng stood on the bell tower with his white robe fluttering, overlooking the old monks who were sweating profusely and whose clothes were soaked.

He exhaled slowly:

"Eighty-one!"