Nine bells!

However, it hasn’t stopped yet, it’s still ringing!

On the martial arts field.

Thousands of warrior monks stared at the figure in front of the huge Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell, with disbelief and trembling in their eyes.

Master Faro clasped his palms together, and Master Yuan Shang behind him also had a bitter look on his face.

"I didn't expect that Donor Luo could reach the ninth ring so easily."

"Moreover, judging from Donor Luo's energy, it seems that he can continue to ring..."

Master Yuan Shang sighed, because even if he went up to ring the bell, it would only ring nine times at most, and the ninth bell would never be as thick and round as Luo Hong.

Monk Kuyue also raised his palm with a smile on his face.

The admiration for Luo Hong in her heart became more and more like a surging river. Looking back on the series of things she met with Luo Hong, Kuyue finally understood that Luo Hong was a person with a true Buddha in his heart.

Even if you are bathed in killing, if you have Buddha in your heart, you can be immune to all things.

No wonder you can become a disciple of the Master.

Xiao Monk really saw you right.

All three of them chanted the name of the Buddha.

"Amitabha."

"Good."

…

Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell.

The saint rang the Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell, which gave Luo Hong a feeling of spiritual blessing. He felt that his Confucianism and Taoism cultivation seemed to have improved a lot at this moment.

However, the saint's shadow gradually began to calm down, and the shadow behind him disappeared and returned to his Dantian.

The phantom of the saint is very peaceful. He just knocks the bell five times and then stops.

And is it over?

Of course not, Luo Hong opened his eyes suddenly, and there was an aura changing on his body.

The demon sword Asura that lay across the Dantian did not drain Luo Hong at this moment, but it moved.

Luo Hong opened his eyes.

Above his head, there is a beautiful figure floating, and a beautiful figure is holding a black and red magic sword...

There is demonic energy surging.

This is no ordinary sword.

Luo Hong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Demon Sword Asura would come out to join in the fun.

What's so exciting about this?

You are a magic sword, but... this bell is the Bell of Ten Thousand Buddhas!

Aren't you afraid of being suppressed by this Buddha Bell?

Luo Hong was puzzled, but at this moment, the demon sword Asura appeared, and the Buddhist bell did not seem to burst out with an oppressive power beyond Luo Hong's imagination.

The beautiful figure in the red dress, holding the magic sword Asura in her hand, raised her chin, seemed to be looking at the Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell with some arrogance.

Luo Hong didn't care. Since he could still knock, he would continue knocking!

boom!

Luo Hong took a step forward, and the sword energy in his meridians was instantly mobilized by the demon sword Asura.

This was pure sword energy, but for an instant, the rushing sword energy seemed to make Luo Hong explode.

The meridians seemed to be cut by countless sword energies.

grass!

I knew that this damn swordsmanship talent was indeed my shortcoming!

Luo Hong cursed in his heart.

Compared to the hearty breakthroughs of martial arts and the unrestrained and immortal enlightenment of Confucianism, this swordsmanship... is simply torture.

However, Luo Hong's whole body still formed a sword, as if a witch was wielding a magic sword. Luo Hong swung out the sword and hit the Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell.

Boom——

Ten rings!

Even in the eyes of many Buddhist monks who couldn't believe it, the nine-meter-high golden bell weighing tens of millions of kilograms was actually swayed by a sword on the white jade lotus platform!

The bell rings again, loud and clear.

But this time, a terrifying energy was released, the earth was lifted up, and the violent air waves were like giant waves on the vast sea.

The terrifying force of the counter-shock caused the ground of the martial arts arena around the White Jade Lotus Platform to crack and form lines.

The monks who were sitting cross-legged near the Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell could no longer bear it any longer. They were all panting, as if they were being squeezed in great pain.

Many monks were hit by the air waves and slid away in all directions!

Master Faro's long eyebrows were waving, and he was also shocked.

"This is a magic sword, but also a Buddhist sword!"

"The poor monk remembers that it was recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that the Buddha said that there are six paths. Is this the sword of the six paths? One sword can control one?!"

boom!

at the same time.

The magic sword controlled the sword energy, constantly surging on the Buddha bell. Luo Hong felt that the sword energy in his body was being continuously tempered and compressed, becoming stronger and tougher.

Every ray of sword energy seems to have been tempered thousands of times.

Of course, Luo Hong was in so much pain that he even screamed to vent his pain.

However, his roar was really weak and inaudible compared to the mighty bells.

Sword after sword was swung out.

Impact on the Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell.

Eleven, twelve, thirteen...

The sound of bells rang across the sky.

The entire Wangchuan Temple seemed to have come to life.

In the ancient temples where lotus petals are spread out, there are faint eyes opening, chanting the Buddha's name, and the Buddha's light ripples across the heaven and earth.

The entire Wuliang Mountain is trembling, melodious to the sound of the vast bells.

In the martial arts arena, the Buddhist monks raised their heads.

You can clearly see that the clouds in the sky were exploded by the sound of the bell. The clouds and air waves in the sky intertwined and overlapped, like climbing up a ladder. Finally, a mushroom cloud suddenly exploded!

The exploded mushroom cloud seemed to form an ancient Buddha, overlooking the world.

Howling air currents and violent wind waves rolled up in the sky!

The bell rings eighteen!

Dead silence.

In the martial arts arena, it was quiet except for the mighty bells that kept ringing.

Master Yuan Shang was also deeply shocked at this moment.

"The bells rang more than nine times, 18 in a row. It seems unprecedented in the past hundred years..."

He took a deep breath. It was already good if he could ring the bell nine times, but at this moment, Luo Hong actually rang the bell eighteen.

Even the first-grade Buddhist cultivators who have concentrated the Bodhisattva fruit in those ancient temples in Wangchuan Temple may not be able to knock out so many sounds!

In fact, Luo Hong's ringing of the bell at this moment has nothing to do with his cultivation level.

However, he was still shocked.

Master Faro raised his eyebrows and stared at Luo Hong who was ringing the bell in front of the White Jade Lotus Platform.

"Incredible, really incredible..."

"Amitabha, I wonder if I can ring the eighty-one bell at this moment... to open the secret realm 'Ksitigarbha' in Wangchuan Temple that has not been opened for a thousand years!"

Master Farrow was even a little excited, and his body was trembling with excitement.

He seemed to understand why the Buddha asked Luo Honglai to ring the bell.

Could it be that Luo Hong is expected to be able to ring the bell for more than nine, or even have a chance to hit the bell for eighty-one?

Master Yuan Shang stared at Master Faro: "The host... is crazy, ringing the bell eighty-one... how is it possible?"
To be continued...