Of course, compared to Li Xiuyuan's ringing of the bell, Luo Hong's ringing of the bell could only reach the entire Jixia Academy.

Li Xiuyuan was very satisfied with what he saw from a distance.

Junior brother is very good, unlike what Master said, he needs to ring the bell.

If the trend continues, I might be able to ring the bell ninety-nine in one go.

Luo Hong's whole body was shaking, and he kept ringing the bell. The sound waves of the saint's bell washed over his body. What he didn't know was that at this moment, on his body, the Zhengyang Qi was getting stronger and stronger.

A mass of substance formed on Hong's head!

Li Xiuyuan's eyebrows jumped when he saw it: "Junior brother's talent as a Confucian scholar..."

The ringing of the bell continues.

The more Luo Hong struck, the more excited he became. The ninety-nine strokes soon arrived, and nine evil beads were condensed in his Dantian, making his amount of evil beads reach eighteen.

In fact, Luo Hong felt that he could advance to the sixth level of evil cultivator at any time.

However, Luo Hong thought for a while and continued to ring the bell. He felt that he could take this opportunity to gather more evil beads.

"Ninety-nine times..."

Li Xiuyuan was silent, looking at Luo Hong who was sweating profusely, rolling up his sleeves and getting more energetic the more he rang the bell, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"The first time I rang the bell...how many times did it ring? It seemed like one hundred and thirty-six times...Under the pressure of the saint, my spirit couldn't bear it anymore."

"Looking at my junior brother's condition, it seems... he can still knock for three days and three nights."

Li Xiuyuan was a little dumbfounded. Master thought that Luo Hong could only ring the bell ninety-nine. Now it seems that Master also miscalculated.

Luo Hong really gets more energetic the more he knocks.

The demon sword Asura seemed to be a little furious after being provoked.

The evil spirits erupted more and more, even forcibly extracting the evil spirits from the cells in Luo Hong's body.

However, the saint's bell sound wave was defeated again, but with Luo Hong's ringing of the bell, it once again poured into the Dantian and collided with the magic sword.

Gradually, a phantom of a saint emerged in Luo Hong's Dantian.

In the Demonic Sword Asura, the stunningly beautiful woman in red also comes out carrying a monstrous evil.

Righteous energy collided with evil spirits. Luo Hongle was happily drinking soup from behind, and evil spirits condensed one after another.

Unknowingly, Luo Hong rang the bell more than three hundred times...

Seventy evil beads have been condensed in the Dantian, and there is a tendency for them to continue to condense.

outside world.

Listening to the continuous ringing of the bell, there is no intention of stopping.

Li Xiuyuan: "..."

Seeing that above Luo Hong's head, the substantial Zhengyang Qi was giving birth to the appearance of a saint, he finally understood why the master would rather cheat than accept Luo Hong as his disciple.

"The first time I rang the bell for more than three hundred years, the righteous energy gathered into the saintly form..."

"My little junior brother has the appearance of a Confucian sage!"

Li Xiuyuan was filled with emotion and turned to look at Chunfeng Xiaolou.

"Master is worthy of being a master... tall, indeed tall."

at the same time.

In Jixia Academy.

Those geniuses from all over the world who were watching hundreds of classics and cultivating themselves in many palaces listened to the continuous ringing of bells, and their eyes were red with envy.

But as I listened, I gradually began to feel something strange.

Xiao Erqi put down the book in his hand, walked out of the palace, looked at the bell tower, and looked at the monster.

"It is said that if a master's disciple can ring the saint's bell more than ninety-nine times, he is considered outstanding... This Luo Hong, has he struck almost three hundred times?"

"Isn't this son the reincarnation of an ancient saint? Let me read the classics... Which saint in ancient times was so narrow-minded?"

Wu Meiniang carried the sword case on her back and stopped reading. She walked out of the palace and sat on the threshold, listening to Luo Hong ringing the bell.

Hong Baiwei, a young Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, looked serious. He rang the bell for the first time and exceeded 300. What kind of monster is this?

Not just them, many geniuses were shocked.

Chunfeng Xiaolou.

The master looked at the tea leaves floating up and down in the boiling water, hummed a tune with satisfaction, and poured a cup of tea.

It should be enough to purify all the evil spirits from Luo Hong.

The master tapped his finger on the tea table and listened to the sound of the bell. Suddenly, the knocking sound stopped, and the sound of the bell was also stagnant.

In front of the Saint's Bell.

The saint whispered, and the magic sword stopped.
Chapter completed!