After Zhou Ling left Tong'an City, her memories of her life gradually recovered. After wandering around the ruins of Zhou's family in Tong'an for a while, she completely gave up her plan to find her sister's bones and soul, and went to Lingshan for revenge with deep hatred.
The first person Zhou Ling could think of was Li Chengfeng. This was the last man she saw in her life and the target of her deepest hatred!
And Qianshanxue... is her second target!
Everyone related to this incident with Tong'an will not be able to escape her pursuit!
Zhou Ling showed her figure, her black hair twisting like a poisonous snake, and her whole body was filled with looming black energy. She took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice: "Everywhere is filled with the rotten smell of cultivators. !”
She raised her head, sniffed, and then looked in the direction of Wentian Mountain. She flashed and turned into a black mist again, then dived to the ground, and disappeared quietly like a poisonous snake hiding underground.
At this time, ask about Tianshan, ask about Tianfeng, and ask about Tiantai.
The Wentian Bell is like a forgotten stone statue, hanging alone on a stone platform on the cliff. This stone platform stretches out from the top of the mountain, like an extended palm, with a stone pavilion sitting in the palm. There is an ancient bell hanging, which is covered with patina. It has obviously been standing for many years and has not been struck.
In order to show respect for the former founder, the bells of the Lingshan Conference are never sounded here. There is a bell hall on another peak of Wentian Mountain. This is why this Wentian Bell is gradually forgotten. Here's why.
The tallest monk among them sighed: "It's really unlucky. Almost everyone in Zangjin Pavilion has gone to Tiangu Mountain, but the two of us are on duty here."
The short monk lamented: "Yes, that is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! I can see Zhao Feiyue, the most beautiful woman in Daqi, and see the singing and dancing of Senior Brother Qian Shanxue... These two, whether it is Zhao Feiyue's grace or Senior Brother No matter which talent you have, they are all unique in Daqi!"
A senior monk said: "How about... you give me a moment, and I go and take a look first? I'll come back at halftime, and you go and take a look?"
The short monk sneered and said: "Pull him down! Just you? Last time I went down the mountain and asked you to bring me something, you refused, and you are still willing to come back halfway? I'm afraid it's not the end of the show, so why don't you come back again?"
When a senior monk was told something important, his face turned red and he scratched his neck and said: "Nonsense, nonsense! I, I don't know how!"
The short monk smiled and said, "Don't you know your ears turn red whenever you lie?"
The tall monk subconsciously touched his ears, and the short monk clapped his hands and laughed: "Here! I just lied to you, and you were indeed fooled! You said you weren't lying!"
A senior monk was so angry that he was about to turn around and roll up his sleeves to fight with him, but suddenly he heard a voice coming from the side: "Hey, why are you two still here?"
The two of them turned around and saw that it was Axiu from Zangxiu Pavilion. Normally, Axiu acted like a follower next to the senior sister, and even others looked at her with a bit of awe.
They quickly said: "It turns out to be Senior Sister Axiu, Junior Brother, please be polite."
After the two sides met with each other, Axiu said, "Why are the two senior brothers still here? Didn't you receive an invitation from senior brother Qian Shanxue? Just now, senior brother Qian Shanxue asked."
The two people were overjoyed and flattered. The senior monk rushed to ask: "Senior Brother Qian Shanxue still misses us two?"
The short monk said suspiciously: "Senior Brother Qian Shanxue is thinking about the two of us specially? Is it impossible?"
Axiu said with a smile: "This is a new drama that Qian Shanxue has worked hard to create. Naturally, he wants everyone in the Zangjin Pavilion to see it, so that in the future he can promote his unparalleled talent to the world. What are you doing in a daze? , Aren’t you going yet?”
The short monk still had some doubts, but the taller monk said impatiently: "You want to go or not? If you don't go, I'll stay here to guard you. I'm going! If you miss this opportunity, there won't be a second chance!"
Axiu said: "Senior Sister asked me to call you. I've heard the message. I have to go back quickly. You can go or not, as you wish."
After saying that, she turned around and disappeared into a flash of blue light.
A kilometer or two away from them, Su Yuehan's figure soon appeared behind a big tree. She whispered to Li Chengfeng, who was also hiding behind: "After they leave, hurry up and Go up, from the time they leave Tiangu Peak to the time they discover the problem and return here, it will take at most one stick of incense! You must be quick!"
Zhao Xiaobao quickly took out a stick of incense and stuck it on the ground. The three of them stared closely at the two people on the platform.
The short monk was still very confused: "Why is Senior Sister Axiu calling us? Not someone from other Hidden Brocade Pavilions?"
A senior monk said impatiently: "Then keep thinking, I'm leaving! This shabby place has not seen a single person for decades. Who will come? What is there to guard? Just go back. What could happen?" After that, he flashed and disappeared.
The short monk thought for a moment and said, "That's right!" His figure quickly turned into a streak of blue light and left.
It's not just that no one has been to Tiantai for decades, it's even been infrequent for two or three hundred years, with only a few monks taking turns as usual.
After the short monk caught up, the tall monk smiled and said: "Have you figured it out? This Wentian Bell has not been ringing for hundreds of years? Who else remembers it except us? Who is blind enough to ring this bell? Big bell?"
The short monk also smiled and said: "That's right. Hey, what new play did Brother Qian Shanxue put on this time? I still like to watch his "Battle of Nine Prisons"."
From the perspective of the short monk and the tall monk, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to ring the Wentian Bell without opening their eyes, but... now there is such a closed-minded cultivator in the Lingshan Sect!
Li Chengfeng!
After Li Chengfeng saw them leaving, he immediately stepped forward. Su Yuehan on the side grabbed him, her eyes were sad, and she begged in a low voice: "Have you really thought about it clearly?"
Li Chengfeng smiled slightly and said, "Well, I thought about it very clearly! Don't worry, I'll be fine. I... I'll deal with it."
Su Yuehan sighed and said: "Okay! You... take care of yourself! If something is wrong, protect yourself first! Only by surviving, can you redress the grievances of the tens of thousands of people in Tong'an City!"
Li Chengfeng nodded. He walked steadily towards the Wentian Bell that had been silent for hundreds of years.
Su Yuehan and Zhao Xiaobao stared at Li Chengfeng's figure, both of them worried. After looking at each other, Zhao Xiaobao suddenly remembered something and quickly took out the flint from his body.
But Su Yuehan pointed her finger, and a stick of incense on the ground lit up. Zhao Xiaobao looked on with envy on his face.
Su Yuehan didn't have time to feel proud, so she turned her eyes to Li Chengfeng who had walked away. As she was watching, her face suddenly changed and she shouted in a low voice: "Who, come out!!"
A blue light ball quickly appeared in the palm of Su Yuehan's hand. She slapped the ground hard, and in an instant, a thick black mist was raised not far from Su Yuehan.
The black mist instantly turned into a figure. She stared at Su Yuehan with a pair of red vertical pupils, with a suspicious look on her face, and said, "Who are you? How can you discover my whereabouts?"