Next Wen's, the sky-blue sword shadow burst out with golden light and rushed out of the cave entrance to the sky.

It seemed to rush towards the Donglin Temple bell tower that did not know whether it existed.

The mind is the reason, and it says it, and the clock is there.

"File one!

A loud bell sounded suddenly, not only resounding throughout the underground palace, but also resounding throughout the Donglin Temple, but also resounding in the Hall of Heart, resounding in the ears of the three female princes inside and outside the hall. Another two female princes who held the presidency with their eyes closed suddenly changed color.

"Fast—!Fast—!Fast—!

I only heard the bells one after another, and it rang out tirelessly in a regular manner.

The sword is hitting the bell!

At the same time, with the sound of the bell, the changes gradually occurred in the underground palace. After hearing the familiar bell, Ouyang Rong slowly opened his eyes, slowly got up from the ground, and looked around.

The scene I saw this time was a little different from what I just saw.

I saw the four walls of the underground palace, the lotus pedestal, the monks and the old Taoists all looked gray and white, like mist.

Gray white as dead.

Except for a bright color.

It's an embroiderer.

There was a faint blue sky on her body, like a touch of blue on a sunny summer day.

The bell sounded like a strange wave, which was golden, "scrubbing" the underground palace over and over again, separating the virtual and the real,

A certain "flaw" was faintly revealed.

The scene where the golden bell sounds appear is very similar to the scene where the old musician in Xunyang Grottoes used the sound of the piano to hide the Qi Refiner within a radius of hundreds of miles.

It’s just that the range is not that big, and the sound of the piano is changed to the sound of the bell.

This time, Ouyang Rong, who was woken up by the bell, no longer crawled towards the underground palace.

He let go of his obsession, turned around, and walked towards the embroiderer.

The latter seemed to think he wanted a water bag.

"Yaah."

The embroidered woman handed out the sheepskin water bag.

But this time, Ouyang Rong did something he had never done when he met in the underground palace.

His palm directly crossed the water bag, grabbed the embroiderer's arm, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

In an instant, the entire underground palace was still.

The old Taoist, monk, and the lotus seat collapsed and dissipated like a sand castle, turning into fog.

The surroundings are turned into a scene of white mist in the main hall again.

The embroidered lady in Ouyang Rong's arms disappeared in the end and turned into a sky-blue spot that penetrated into his eyebrows.

Ouyang Rong still kept holding his arms.

The bell disappeared temporarily, and the sky-blue sword shadow returned to his head.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head, rubbed his face, and looked at the golden light gradually fading from the sword shadow of the [Wanshi].

"Mr. Yu, it turns out that this is the magical power you have realized [Emperor Wen]. "Emper Wen] has many magical powers. The initial level magical power is the protection of the body of golden light, which turns the real into the virtual. This is the intermediate level, like a great sound,

It can penetrate all the real and illusions of the world, so that hidden things can be revealed, including the cultivation of the earth refining light pillars, nowhere to hide.

"As for the most magnificent powers behind, Mr. Huan, you haven't reached the fish. If you guess correctly, it is the magical powers that Cui Hao used to control [Emperor Wen]. He said and said the Dharma.

"But not to you, this is only achieved by Confucian scholars. The scholars are the most suitable Taoist vein for [Emperor Wen].

Now you and I have only realized the intermediate level, which is not easy.”

Ouyang Rong came back to his senses and said calmly to [Woman Scholar]:

"What are you stopping? Didn't you eat? Keep knocking."

The sky-blue sword shadow suddenly rose into the sky, and it rotated above the head. The sword body suddenly had golden halos, like a bell hitting a bell. "Step one-!Step one-!"

A certain bell continued to ring, and the fog around began to vibrate violently.

The entire hall also became trembling.

The fog space seems to be unstable and will break at any time, and the sky has begun to appear in bodou.

He looked at the eyes and saw through the dissipating fog, and there was a beautiful figure of a woman hanging in the air. At the same time,

There seemed to be a blonde and sturdy woman who rushed over, as if she wanted to help the latter. I don’t know if it was Zhishuang’s little lady.

Ouyang Rong ignored the movement of the diamond-shaped floor under his feet, and walked in that direction with one sword.

Along the way, Wanwu tried to move closer to him from time to time. A father-in-law's illusion appeared, and a series of thoughtful situations wrapped him in and put him in it.

There are rescues Di Gongzha, counterattacking the bully Liu family, fighting against the wits and narrowly defeating Qiu Shenji, Xingzi Lake Buddha set up a plan to kill Lin Cheng from a distance, and the Double Peaks Battle to destroy Donglin Buddha, one after another, hesitating for a moment and then falling into a cycle, all of them failed.

"Fast———Fast——!”

Accompanied by the grand bells with synchronicity.

The fog disintegrated over and over again! It seemed like a ball of light exploded in the hall, like footprints, extending all the way to the depths of the Yangxin Hall.

Ouyang Rongwen walked without stopping in the explosion of light and walked towards the depths of the hall.

A blue light shining between his eyebrows, like a guide light in the vast fog maze.

I want to see where this hall is and where the little lady Zhishuang is hiding.
Chapter completed!