Yiqing continued to guard the three Taoist monuments, and turned to Bei Li to lead Ning Fan to the second step of Zhan Fan.
Walking through the sea of clouds and through the fog, Bei Li asked Ning Fan some trivial matters from the lower realms from time to time, trying to understand the details of Ning Fan.
With such a talent, as the Third Miss of the Palace, she naturally wanted to win over.
Just facing Bei Li's question, Ning Fan always responded indifferently, replied in few words, and did not want to talk deeply. Even when Bei Li asked about the Yuji Palace, Ning Fan made a blank expression, as if he didn't know Bei Xiaoman at all.
Ning Fan's eyes were always as calm as water, as deep as a secluded pool, and he never looked at Bei Li, even if Bei Li's beautiful face and handsome figure were enough to attract any man's attention.
Bei Li's eyes flowed, secretly surprised.
From the beginning to the end, Ning Fan was not shaken by his beauty, which shows that this person's determination is far beyond ordinary people.
Even though he was dignified and half-stepped, he couldn't see through the details of this person, which was enough to show how deep and hidden he was. This son's cultivation base is not hidden, what is hidden must be a shocking method...
"Unexpectedly, there would be such a person in the lower realm... Ning Gongzi was born in the rain realm, so he should not be unknown in this realm... Why didn't Sister Xiaoman recruit this person?"
Bei Li was puzzled, if Bei Xiaoman had recruited Ning Fan on behalf of the Palace of the Leftovers, he should have given a 'slot', and he could see the clue.
"Could it be that Young Master Ning was recruited by Dongmingtian's 'demon girl'? Sister Xiaoman doesn't like to practice, and it is difficult to 'kill the red dragon' when practicing the Guimai, so she replaced 'Sister Poetry' and 'Sister Qinghan'. 'In the lower realm, with the half-step god-turning cultivation of Little Man, she is indeed not the opponent of the demon girl of the nine-layer shattering emptiness... It's just that there doesn't seem to be a place in the Shenxu Pavilion in Ning Gongzi's body..."
Bei Li was even more confused.
The characters who can turn back on the Shibu Bridge are not seen by any forces. Why is this
Naturally, Bei Li didn't know that when the little demon girl knew Ning Fan, Ning Fan was only mellow, and the yin and yang demon veins did not show any amazing talent. The little witch looked sideways a little, but that was all. At that time, Ning Fan, who had just cultivated his true self, would be absurd if he was given a place in the Nine Realms ascension.
Bei Li didn't even know that it was impossible for Bei Xiaoman to recruit Ning Fan. She wanted to tie Ning Fan to a tree with a rope and whip him with a leather whip! She doesn't want to recruit Ning Fan, and she has already been 'counter-solicited' by Ning Fan... Yuan Yaoyu was taken away, and Bei Xiaoman himself stepped into Ning Fan's harem, his innocence is worrying...
All of this, Ning Fan wouldn't be stupid enough to tell Bei Li that he would cause trouble for himself in vain.
On the other side of the sea of clouds, in the mist, stood a golden bell, as huge as the heavens and the earth.
Seeing this bell from a distance, Ning Fan felt an immortal power coming from the pavement, which made him unable to fly, and could only step by step like a pilgrimage, walking towards the giant bell.
"Look, sir, this golden bell is the reincarnation bell... It is also set up by the Immortal Emperor. It is rumored that before the ancient times, every 129,600 years passed, there was an opportunity to 'listen to the Tao', and the immortals would ring the reincarnation bell to wake up. Immortal Sovereign, go to the lotus platform, wait for the Immortal Sovereign Yuanshen to come, preach for a billion worlds..."
"It's the Immortal Emperor again..."
Ning Fan approached Jin Zhong step by step, his eyes were startled again.
He was rarely so moved.
He found that this giant bell standing in the world and in charge of reincarnation, in fact, was too similar to the Dongming Bell...
There are only differences, the appearance is similar, but if put together, the Dongming Bell is too small, and it is only a top-quality magic weapon, an ancient demon sacrificial vessel, and a vessel for inheriting the sky-setting technique.
But the giant clock in front of him gave people an intuitive feeling that the weight of this clock has reached an appalling level. This giant bell is heavier than the Four Heavens Immortal Realm, and no one can move it... Therefore, it can still sleep in a place where no master can take this bell.
After engraving the "Demon Canon", Ning Fan has already memorized Dongming Zhong's technique of ascending prestige.
He found that when he was running the technique of ascending prestige, he faintly felt a strange feeling with this giant clock, and he could even absorb a trace of immortal prestige, gradually increasing his coercion.
"This bell was erected by the Immortal Emperor... The Dongming Bell is the inheritance of the Demon Ancestor... The Immortal Emperor cultivated Zi Qi, while the Demon Ancestor was golden light. The two should not be the same person, but the bells of the two are so similar, I'm afraid it is. The relationship between the two is very close, and there is some kind of friendship in it..."
The history before the ancient times has long been empty, and Ning Fan can only judge a little bit of information with two golden bells.
For a moment when his eyes fluctuated, he was caught by Bei Li, and a faint smile appeared on his cold face.
"Young master thinks this bell looks familiar? But have you heard of another golden bell, similar in shape to this one?"
"no…"
Ning Fan would not tell Dongming Bell.
"You don't have to deny it, Dongmingtian's treasure, isn't it a golden bell? I must be in the lower realm, and I must have heard of it... The relics of the ancestors of Dongtian are just ringing the giant bell, and what they get is not the reincarnation. The sound, but the sound of killing, the world's evaluation of the 'Suppressing Heaven Bell' has only four words... The bell rings, the world is destroyed..."
"Zhentian Bell..." Ning Fan's expression did not change, but he remembered Bei Li's words.
Three feet in front of the bell, Bei Li took the lotus step and could no longer approach the reincarnation bell for half a step.
Su Zhi pointed to the jade frame beside him, on which was enshrined a golden hammer, three feet long.
"The reincarnation bell has the power of the Immortal Sovereign. Except for those who have become immortals, even the masters of shattering the void cannot approach within three feet of the giant bell... Therefore, there is a golden hammer here, and the bell is struck with the hammer. Completing the second step of Zhan Fan. Bei Li has said before that the normal cultivator who breaks through the transformation of the gods can only ring the bell of reincarnation three times at most, but Bei Li has ringed the bell 11 times. 11 times, Bei Li will make fun of you..."
Bei Li's eyes wandered, and her words were naturally joking, without any malice.
Because she faintly felt that Ning Fan would not only ring 11 times.
And she didn't want Ning Fan to have reservations, she wanted to see how deeply hidden this young man was, whose cultivation was far below her own.
"Please sir, ring the reincarnation!"
Bei Lifen hugged her fists and slowly backed away, leaving the venue to Ning Fan.
Without ringing the bell immediately, Ning Fan just looked at Jin Zhong lightly, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"The Reincarnation Bell... This bell has a power that I can't understand... The means of the Immortal Emperor, I don't know, is this a master standing on the top of all true immortals, the master is not weak, and the ancient Immortal Emperor is not weak. , but if it is placed in front of the Immortal Emperor, everything will be nothing but Dao Kong... I can ring this bell a few times..."
With a flick of the sleeve, the golden hammer is in hand!
The confusion in Ning Fan's eyes gradually dissipated and turned into determination.
Immortal Sovereign, is the teacher of Chaos Ancient!
Chaos Gu, he is half his own teacher!
"Today, I am ringing the bell, not to kill the mortal! Just this bell, I remember the ancient martyrs! And in the future, I will stand on the top of the immortals!"
Boom!
The golden hammer fell, and the giant bell trembled slightly, sending out a purplish-gold sound wave that was like a substance.
The sound wave was like an aperture, and when it was struck, the aperture expanded until it stretched for thousands of miles.
Ning Fan's eyes narrowed as he approached the circle of light, and he found that the purple-gold bell had boosted his mood by one point!
This bell is mysterious, so that Ning Fan can't understand, so he admires the methods of the Immortal Emperor even more.
That admiration turned into a high-spirited fighting spirit, determined to embark on the road of chaotic ancients and immortal emperors, galloping across the world!
"Second sound! Third sound! Fourth sound!" He said in a deep voice, waving the golden hammer!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The three bells sounded like one, turning into a brighter purple-gold circle, stretching for four thousand miles!
Every time it rings, the bell can reach farther and farther, until it is heard by the former Immortal Emperor!
But a billion years have passed, the Immortal Emperor of that year has long ceased to exist, and the Immortal Emperors who listened to the sermon have also turned into dust, leaving only the inheritance of the gods and demons...
vicissitudes! In Ning Fan's heart, a trace of vicissitudes rose, and in this vicissitudes, there is the true meaning of reincarnation!
Boom!
He rang the fifth bell, and it was five thousand miles away!
All in one go!
Bei Limei's eyes moved, she had never heard of anyone ringing the bell of reincarnation, it was five hammers in a row!
And her gaze was looking at Ning Fan's back in disbelief!
Ning Fan's back, gradually vicissitudes and ancients, actually changed his breath in every sound of the bell, as if blending with the sound of the bell!
Obviously thin and weak, but this back view gives Bei Li a feeling that he can only look up.
It seemed that the person standing in front of her was no longer Ning Fan, but... Immortal Emperor!
The five sounds were completed in one go, but Ning Fan didn't stop!
Five hits in a row is his limit, and after a short pause, according to his estimation, it is not difficult to hit 11 hits, 14 hits is barely, and 19 hits is the limit...
Baimeng Book
Five bells, clear mood, at least five hundred years of mood cultivation!
Ringing the bell of reincarnation is not only a slaying mortal, not only a memory of the chaotic ancients and the immortal emperor, but also an excellent means to improve the state of mind!
"Imperial Shadow, now!"
Behind Ning Fan, a golden phantom slowly appeared. At the moment when the phantom appeared, Ning Fan's aura rose sharply, and an emperor's might rose in his eyes, and he knocked it out for the sixth time!
Boom!
This sound has not stopped, almost for a moment, there are five more bells, almost at the same time!
11 hits! Ning Fan rang the bell 11 times in one go!
It was only the 12th time that he didn't knock any more. At this moment, the state of mind breaks through the middle stage of God Transformation!
At this moment, he suddenly saw an ancient picture from the reincarnation clock...
That picture is reincarnation, but it is gone in a flash...
In that picture, Jinghong glanced, and he saw a woman with a blurred face, like a paper crane.
Before the woman disappeared, a purple star flashed in Ning Fan's left eye, and his eyesight rose sharply. He could clearly see the woman's face, but it was not Zhihe, but... Mu Weiliang!
Sitting on the bluestone, in the medicine garden of the Emperor that day, embroidered a pair of embroidery.
In the embroidery, it is a pair of butterflies flying with opposite wings...
Beside her, a butterfly shadow dances gracefully...
The screen disappeared, but Ning Fan's eyes narrowed.
"That picture, what is it! It's clearly Zhihe, but in the end, it's Wei Liang..."
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In the sea of clouds, there are three steps to cut the world, and there is a tablet of heaven. This sea of clouds is the magic interface created by Immortal Emperor Zhangbei, for Xiaoqian World.
This realm is connected to the Void Realm. In the Void Realm, on the Xuanwu Star, a slightly fat old man with a bald head and white eyebrows, with a serious look, preaches the scriptures for the Xuanwu Star cultivator.
His eyes were slightly displeased, because one of his most important female disciples, who had just received a message, did not reply to his master, and ran directly to the sea of clouds with his sword...
It should be noted that he deliberately left the customs today to preach for Xuanwu Xing, mainly to teach the female disciple how to break through the bottleneck of the virtual refining stage.
"Li'er, you are so angry that you are a teacher... to fail to be a teacher and go out to preach the preaching..."
Bei Li, the third young lady of the Palace of the Leftovers, is also the most valued disciple of the Immortal Emperor Meng Xuanzi.
Meng Xuanzi's face was not good-looking, but then he heard a clear explanation from the guard of the Taoist monument, saying that there was a monk in the lower world who turned into a god, and he saw the luck, so he asked Bei Li to guide this person to become a god.
Knowing this news, Meng Xuanzi felt better. If there was such a reason, then Bei Li would be forgiven for going to Yunhai.
His face succumbed to peace, and he preached to the group again.
But at a certain moment, Meng Xuanzi opened his eyes, and there was a flash of surprise.
"The second step of Zhanfan? Someone saw the reincarnation in front of the reincarnation bell?!"
"No, no, it's just a mistake. What this person sees should be the afterimage of reincarnation..."
"But this person's breath seems to be familiar, where have you seen it before..."
Meng Xuanzi looked suspicious.
He hadn't yet remembered that there was a lower realm fusion spirit, a coincidence, a line of consciousness, and mistakenly entered the void realm... And Meng Xuanzi, shot and rescued this person.
However, I still haven't remembered... I can't help it, Immortal Emperor has too many things to do. Every time he preaches, he has to face millions of unfamiliar faces, remembering everyone, I'm afraid it will be difficult.
"Old man, I should have met this person, and this person should have left a good impression on the old man, otherwise the old man would not have been able to deliberately write down this person's breath... But, where did I meet him?" Meng Xuanzi asked hesitantly.