You, a Taoist monk, can you ring the iron bell seven meters away?

But as a result, Lao Feng was still retreating.

This retreated to a fifteen-meter position.

According to the sign of the old Taoist, the iron bell is ringed here, as long as there is a certain prestige and contributions to the Taoist sect.

Or if you get the recommendation of the recipients of s and a, you can obtain the B-level assessment qualification.

With this qualification, there will not be too many people looking at the Taoist sect.

Wu Xinglong looked embarrassed and felt that Lao Feng was just joking.

Fifteen meters, a Taoist monk wants to ring the iron bell with empty hands?

This is no joke, what is this?

Anyway, he wouldn't believe it. He felt that Feng Xuehan was just measuring the distance casually.

But Yang Xue, who was beside her, squinted her eyes slightly.

She knows Lao Feng and also knows that he is a relatively low-key person who is not showing off.

Since he was standing fifteen meters away, he must have some means to ring the iron bell.

But what about me! I smiled indifferently. I had basically guessed what methods Lao Feng would use.

When it was the old Taoist in the distance, he opened his eyes slightly:

"If you can ring the iron bell from there, I will pass you through C level."

This old Taoist has unfathomable cultivation.

In fact, I have long seen the Taoist practices and practices between Lao Feng.

Because he is here all year round and has a high status, few people talk to him.

So, I deliberately came up with a relatively difficult question.

The main thing is to want to have some entertainment and chat with us juniors.

Perhaps, this is the fun of this old man.

But he didn't think that Lao Feng, the peak cultivation of Taoist king, could ring the iron bell fifteen meters away.

But Lao Feng, who was fifteen meters away, smiled indifferently:

"That younger generation, thank you first..."
Chapter completed!