Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 907: Bamboo rat ringing the bell
No one knows how long the Heihe River is in the Death Forest, and no one knows where the origin and end are.
However, the bamboo rats big and small in the forest know that the little bamboo mouse has to lie on a leaf every hundred years, follow the water of the Heihe river, down the river, see the unspeakably beautiful scenery along the way, and dissolve the heart. Loneliness and depression.
The river winds like a black dragon winding away.
At the end of the Heihe River, stands an ancient tower covered in dust.
The ancient pagoda is dilapidated, covered with spider silk, and the stones underneath are covered with moss, covering all the knife marks and sword wounds on the stones. The ancient pagoda has nine floors, meaning that it is ascending to the sky one by one. The gate is made of the best pear wood, and the most precious pennant is hung on the top. However, it has also been eroded by the years. Blow, the whole ancient tower shook, as if it would collapse at any time.
But the door, eroded by the years, is closed tightly.
Behind the ancient pagoda, there is a small pavilion made of bamboo, and a big bell stands in the pavilion.
The big clock is full of runes that dance like tadpoles. On the top of the big clock, the dragon and phoenix patterns are engraved. The dragon is a blue dragon, looming in the clouds. Opposite it is a phoenix with colorful feathers and incomparably gorgeous. One dragon and one phoenix stares at it, and the breath stirs nothingness.
A bucket made of a wooden stick of unknown material thickness is hung beside the big clock.
This is a forbidden area in the death forest. Except for bamboo rats and rats, no beasts dare to stay, even the beasts with the strength of the venerable. And the water of Heihe flows from below the ancient tower. A stone cave flows out.
As the name suggests, the water in Heihe is slightly darker. This color is like a small bowl filled with water suddenly dripping into five or six drops of ink.
Two bamboo rats, one large and one small, stand side by side under the pavilion, and the big bamboo mouse's eyes are pinched. Looking at Ouyang Ming, his eyes were solemn, and he said solemnly: "I have been in the death forest for thousands of years. Apart from guarding this forbidden area, I just ring this big bell, and you are the same. The first people who came here in a thousand years." As he said, its sharp fingertips pointed towards the big clock.
The brown and yellow pupils are full of depth and vicissitudes, and there is also a kind of indifference to see through the world.
Ouyang Ming collected the vicissitudes of his eyes into his eyes, knowing in his heart that the depth in the eyes of the big bamboo mouse is not deliberately deep, but because of the rich experience.
This may be because I have seen too many people who are warm and cold, and the world is cold.
He exhaled a breath of cold, his eyes condensed, he arched his hands, his voice was very respectful, and said, "Senior, how long has this ancient tower existed? What is the significance of this big bell ringing?" After asking two questions, these are what he desperately wants to know in his heart. He faintly feels that this ancient pagoda may be closely related to the formation of the death forest. People are curious about unknown things, even Ouyang Ming, not excluded.
The big bamboo mouse felt the strange and special breath on his body, with a gentle voice, and answered his question: "This ancient pagoda has existed for thousands of years. As for the significance of the bell ringing, I don’t know. I only know that ringing the big bell is a mission that flows in the blood of the bamboo rat.” There is another sentence, it did not say, this is a mission, it is a yoke, it is tightly locked on its head, and it is getting tighter and harder. Break free.
The Big Bamboo Mouse looked at Ouyang Ming, with a look of expectation in the depths of his eyes.
As for the little bamboo mouse, he looked at the rhubarb curiously, and after thinking it over, he glanced at the Dobby King Kong. Most of the fierce beasts in the death forest are covered with bone spurs, terrifying and terrifying. They are as hairy as rhubarb. This is the first time I have seen them. As for the multi-armed King Kong, it is even more bizarre. The head of the human being can not move the eyes of the bamboo rat. open. [Wear the book] Protagonist, please let it go
Ten thousand years, is this time again? Ouyang Ming muttered in his heart, in the large array arranged by Xu Junqing, Ouyang Ming already knew that every ten thousand years, a great calamity would occur in the spiritual world, causing all the creatures to be overwhelmed. China alone takes care of itself.
And now, the existence of this ancient tower happens to be ten thousand years. Is this a coincidence or there is an unknown conspiracy? This is intriguing. Ouyang Ming's mind was like a paste stirred by a pair of chopsticks, chaotic.
"Master, what's the matter?" Seeing Ouyang Ming's expression on his face, Dobby King Kong asked in the spiritual world with his mind.
"It's okay, my mind is a little messy." Ouyang Ming secretly said in his heart, this voice suddenly rang in the mind of Dobby King Kong.
This kind of communication was not noticed by bamboo rats or rats.
Ouyang Ming shook his head and suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind. He breathed out a cold breath and threw a stone into the Heihe. Suddenly, arc-shaped ripples rolled outward.
took two steps forward, looked at the big bamboo mouse, and asked: "Will ringing the big bell cause unexpected danger?"
The big bamboo rat spread out his paws, shook his head, and said, "I don’t know, this big clock hasn’t ringed once for thousands of years. Is it a stick?"
Ouyang Ming cast his eyes and nodded immediately.
The big bamboo mouse has a rare fright in its eyes, and said with a serious face: "On weekdays, even if I lift this stick, I have to work hard."
"Huh?" Ouyang Ming's face changed slightly, and he said in his heart, how could this be possible, how could such a shameless wooden stick be so heavy.
, no matter how heavy the treasure is, it shouldn’t have troubled a venerable one. Moreover, judging from the breath of the big bamboo rat, even if compared with the multi-armed vajra that has survived the six heavens, it is not weak at all, and even in some respects, it is particularly victorious.
How strong the Venerable is, it’s no exaggeration to describe how powerful it is, but now, it says that it takes effort to lift this wooden stick, which is incredible.
The big bamboo mouse is undoubtedly a fierce beast with great wisdom. Seeing Ouyang Ming's expression, he immediately understood the thoughts in his heart.
There was a reminiscence in his eyes, and he said, "Two thousand years ago, my father had reached the end of the day and turned all the spiritual power in the pubic field into operation, but still did not ring the big bell. Since it hasn't ringed, this important task It will be pressed on my shoulders. At that time, I had just passed the catastrophe, ambitious, unwilling to be bound in the death forest, ringing the bell every day, for thirty years, but this big The bell didn’t ring even once. Later, I wanted to understand that this is luck and fate, and it’s also a responsibility that the bamboo rat family has to bear. After that, I sat for hundreds of years, calmly and calmly, waiting for my possession to ring. A person with big clock qualifications. Haha, until today, maybe it's time to wait."
It looked deeply at Ouyang Ming, and its tone became more and more solemn: "If you are this person, then this big bell can finally ring." In the ancestral motto of the bamboo rat family , Only certain people can ring the bell.
Although the voice of the big bamboo mouse is flat, but Ouyang Ming still heard the helplessness in this voice.
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Ouyang Ming was shocked in his heart. He observed for a long time and slowly said: "Fate and luck are things that are unpredictable and unpredictable."
When he said this, he was particularly emotional. Originally, if he hadn’t received the fire of the Heavenly Phoenix in his life, he would most likely be plain and inactive. Huo, the trajectory of his life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he has embarked on a colorful and colorful road.
The big bamboo mouse is like a wise old man. It raised its head and glanced at the sky, and said, "It's getting late, get ready to ring the bell!"
Ouyang Ming's eyes converged, and he whispered: "What do I need to do?"
Bamboo Mouse gave him a deep look, then smiled lightly: "Of course, I need to take a drop of blood from your body."
"Don't dare to fail!" Ouyang Ming looked respectful, arching his hands slightly.
Rhubarb and Multi-armed King Kong are also staring, with anticipation in their hearts.
The big bamboo rat walked into the pavilion, his hairy claws pointed forward, and his sharp nails flashed cold, as if ignoring the space, directly printed on the center of Ouyang Ming’s eyebrows. Ouyang Ming only felt an itchy eyebrow, a drop of scarlet. The extremely vigorous essence and blood flew out from the center of the eyebrows and kept spinning on the bamboo rat's paws.
It pressed its paw forward, and the white light on the fingertips flickered, and the air in front of it exploded, and then peeled away.
tapered mouth gently exhales, and roars dullly: "Come on!"
A heavy breath spreads out, like a huge mountain weighing on Ouyang Ming’s heart. Even if it is as strong as the multi-armed King Kong, the bottom of my heart is a little depressed. It is conceivable that the big bamboo rat’s repair How far is it?
Then, this drop of blood turned into a mist of blood and melted into the big clock.
Suddenly, the cumbersome and complex, ghostly and enchanting lines on the big clock, from the bottom of the big clock, upwards every inch of the way, the light is brilliant, the colors are different~IndoMTL.com~ The surroundings are shining brightly.
The big bamboo rat gathers air and breathes out, spouting an arc-shaped hurricane.
The small body swelled up, and the soft hair on his body instantly stood up. It looked a little less fragile and a little more awe-inspiring. The figure stretched out, swelled directly, and finally became extremely strong, his muscles were like squirming caterpillars, and his body was full of explosive power.
The little bamboo mouse hugs his chest, his eyes are full of surprise.
Obviously, it had never seen such a picture before.
"Drink!" With a move, the big bamboo mouse stepped tens of feet in one step and came under the long pavilion.
separated its paws, and directly held the wooden stick with the thickness of the bucket. Its eyes showed the color of comprehension, and it secretly asked, is it because this human race kid is really a suitable candidate, so that the wooden stick has become light and worthless? ? Without hesitation, a cyclone abruptly appeared in the dantian, scrolling all the spiritual energy, turning it into vigor, and passing it to the pair of vicissitudes of life-suffering claws.
The big bamboo rat burst out, his eyes flashed, and his paws pushed outwards forcefully.
In an instant, this wooden stick carried the Yangtze River into the sea and slammed into the big clock.
"咣……"
I saw the big clock sinking inward and then protruding outwards. Repeatedly, it kept vibrating, and the light was brighter, like a burning star, extremely hot, followed by a ripple visible to the naked eye It spread at the same time with a roar, completely breaking the silence in the death forest...