Chapter 706: The Heavenly Bell Rings
Yun Qingqing led everyone from Tianyi Sect out of the teleportation array and saw a man coming towards them, looking at them with a gloomy face.
He was a short and fat monk wearing a white robe with gold patterns. Yun Qingqing recognized at a glance that this was the short and fat junior brother who followed Zhao Chengming in Langhuan Hall, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly.
"How dare you, a liar, come to my door!" Sun Zhijian blurted out, his voice sharp with anger.
His heart was in turmoil. That day in Langhuan Palace, this woman not only cheated the senior brother out of the Nine-Colored Illusionary Ganoderma and Purple Thunder Mysterious Wood, but also caused them to be inexplicably expelled from the palace early.
What's even more hateful is that later when the eldest senior brother followed the mark of the Nine-Colored Illusionary Ganoderma to find Tianyi Sect, he couldn't even break the mountain protection formation and was instead thrown several miles away. When had their Zhengyang Sect ever suffered such a loss!
If the eldest brother had not just received a message from the sect asking him to return as soon as possible, he would never have given up.
She's so good, she even dares to come to my door...
Sun Zhijian cursed countless times in his heart, but it would be embarrassing to talk about any of these things, so he finally did not tell the details in public.
"Oh, if you insist on saying you were deceived about the Langhuan Palace incident, you can call your sect leader and see what he has to say."
Yun Qingqing was too lazy to pay attention to these minions. She said something in a calm voice, and her eyes passed over him and fell on the bronze bell not far from the mountain gate.
That was the "Tianming Bell" of the Xuanmen Conference. She walked towards the bell and did not take the Zhengyang Sect disciples who were eyeing her covetously seriously.
"stop!"
Sun Zhijian shouted angrily and stretched out his hand to stop him, but he saw the young man who had been lazily following Yun Qingqing suddenly raised his hand.
"Ouch!"
Sun Zhijian slipped and fell hard.
Feng Yin brushed his sleeves and sneered:
"What? Didn't you get enough of your lesson last time at the mountain protection formation? You dare challenge Senior Yun with your level?"
Sun Zhijian got up in a panic, his face flushed red.
He clenched his fists tightly, but didn't dare to take another step forward. The strange mountain protection formation was still vivid in his mind. Who knew what other strange tricks these people had?
"Okay, very good!" He gritted his teeth and took two steps back. "Just wait!"
After saying this, he quickly made hand gestures, and a communication talisman turned into a flame and disappeared into the mountains.
Feng Yin burst into laughter:
"Isn't it just calling someone? Just wait and see."
Sun Zhijian gritted his teeth, and saw from the corner of his eye that the teleportation array connecting to the main hall on the top of the mountain had lit up, and sneered:
"You're asking for your own death, you still think you're protected by your mountain protection formation? This is our Zhengyang Sect's territory after all! Senior Brother will be here soon, I want to see how long you can keep up your arrogance!"
Feng Yin saw that Yun Qingqing had already walked to the Tianming Bell. He was too lazy to say anything more to him, so he shrugged and followed him.
Yun Qingqing stood in front of the Tianming Bell, looking up at the ancient bronze bell.
The entire body of the bell glows with a faint light, and its surface is engraved with intricate cloud patterns and talismans, emitting a faint spiritual charm in the sunlight.
The bell hammer hung aside, seemingly ordinary, but faintly emitting fluctuations that suppressed spiritual power.
She could tell at a glance that there was a restriction on the bell hammer, requiring a token to ring the giant bell. This was probably to prevent anyone from misusing the information.
Of course, there is naturally no token for the challenger, and this restriction can be regarded as a verification: if you want to initiate the challenge competition in the Xuanmen Conference, you must at least have the strength to break through this restriction.
That makes sense.
Yun Qingqing looked up at the sky. The sun was almost at its zenith.
As one of the five rotating organizers, Ji Xuanyuan had sent someone to deliver the rules of the Xuanmen Conference, which stated that the challenge could only be initiated after noon.
Now it was only a matter of a cup of tea, so she waited patiently.
"Big Brother!"
The teleportation array at the mountain gate shone brightly, and Zhao Chengming walked out quickly with more than ten disciples of Zhengyang Sect. Sun Zhijian immediately went to meet them, stepped forward to explain in a low voice, and pointed in the direction of Yun Qingqing.
Zhao Chengming changed into a white robe embroidered with gold cloud patterns today, with the green jade ring hanging around his waist, giving him an extraordinary demeanor.
When his gaze swept over Yun Qingqing, it slightly condensed, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
"The Tianming Pavilion is also participating in the Xuanmen Conference? Ha, just drive them away!"
Zhao Chengming had always known that Yun Qingqing was the head of Tianming Pavilion. The list of participants for this conference was managed by him, and he did not see the name of Tianming Pavilion at all. It made sense. How could a newly established small sect have enough merits to exchange for a place?
Zhao Chengming had no intention of speaking openly about the previous incident at Langhuan Palace. Even if the woman had used some tricks to succeed, it would still be too embarrassing for him.
"Senior brother, they are using the name of Tianyi Sect!" Sun Zhijian came forward and whispered.
"Tianyi Sect?" Zhao Chengming frowned.
He had been frustrated before when he didn't see Yun Qingqing in Tianyi Sect. He just thought that she happened to be doing business in Tianyi Sect and didn't know her connection with the sect. Therefore, he was somewhat confused when he heard this, but it was quickly replaced by contempt.
"Brother, the Tianyi Sect seems to have some news. Do you want to invite the head uncle to come..." Sun Zhijian hesitated.
Zhao Chengming sneered:
"Heh, what can a sect on a mountain where no one even shits, say?"
He deliberately raised his voice, attracting the attention of monks from various sects around him.
Sun Zhijian's expression paused slightly, and he wanted to say something, but Zhao Chengming whispered:
"What's there to worry about? I've already checked. Ancient books show that there was once a Tianyi Sect that was famous, but it fell into decline and disappeared long ago. Otherwise, how could the sect be so dilapidated?"
"I think the mountain protection formation is just a legacy from ancient times, and it can only be used for a while. We didn't understand why we were blocked last time."
"I see!" Sun Zhijian suddenly realized, "I was wondering how such a shabby sect could possibly have any powerful methods!"
He felt relieved and immediately understood what Zhao Chengming meant. He immediately raised his voice and looked at Yun Qingqing, shouting sarcastically:
"That's right! You don't even know where the Hall of Merit is, right? The Xuanmen Conference isn't meant for trash sects like yours! Hurry and leave!"
At this moment, more and more sects were waiting to enter in front of the mountain gate, and they were all startled by the voices of the two and gathered around to watch.
When they heard that there was actually a small, unknown sect that wanted to sneak into the Xuanmen Conference without even any merit, many people couldn't help but agree.
There were also some who wanted to curry favor with the Zhengyang Sect and spoke most enthusiastically:
"What kind of idiot sect dares to join in the fun?"
"I'm afraid you're trying to sneak in and steal my skills, right?"
"To say they're stealing someone's skills is an understatement. They need to be capable of that. I doubt they're just trying to sneak in and steal!"
"Go back to where it's cooler now, don't embarrass yourself here!"
"Exactly. You don't even have the Black Iron Order, and you still have the nerve to come?"
Seeing that public opinion was one-sided, Zhao Chengming curled his lips into a sneer.
He straightened his sleeves, raised his chin and shouted:
"Since you can't produce the Black Iron Order, why don't you leave immediately?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and waved, and more than ten disciples of Zhengyang Sect immediately surrounded him.
Yun Qingqing glanced at the sky and said calmly:
"Who said that only those with the Black Iron Order can participate in the Xuanmen Conference?"
Everyone was stunned.
Zhao Chengming was about to retort when Feng Yin replied with a grin, "Senior Yun is here to challenge us!"
"Kick the club?" Zhao Chengming was stunned at first, then burst into laughter, "Just you guys——"
Before he finished speaking, Yun Qingqing suddenly raised her hand and made a hand gesture. A beam of spiritual light flew into the air and hit the Tianming Bell, and a loud bell rang out suddenly.
"clang--"
"clang--"
"clang--"
The bell rang, ignoring the restriction of the bell hammer!
The bell rang out in a distant voice, each one seeming to strike at the hearts of the people. When the seventh bell rang and echoed through the valley, the entire area in front of the mountain gate fell into complete silence.
Zhao Chengming's smile froze on his face.
The last time the Tianming Bell rang seven times was at least five hundred years ago!
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