Chapter 120

Yuan Kongzi, who had bad thoughts, did not act artificially after thinking about this, and strode into the pearl rain... When the disciples of Zhongnan Mountain saw someone walking into the pearl rain that even the flying sword could smash into scrap iron, they exclaimed. Even the monk Xinxuan, who sacrificed the rosary, could not help but be moved. He was wondering whether to take back the rosary. After all, monks were compassionate and did not want to hurt anyone's life. Just when he was about to take back the rosary, he saw Yuan Kongzi silently wielding his true energy, and a white light filled his body. After the white light touched the white light, the pearl rain disappeared. Because of this, Yuan Kongzi was like a fish swimming at the bottom of the water, freely shuttled through the pearl rain. Walking to the middle of the pearl rain, Yuan Kongzi reached out to the void again, and the white light on his body spread through Yuan Kongzi's hand, passing through the heavy beads and shooting towards the sky.

The white light was as if it was spiritual, and in a flash it wrapped around the eighteen bodies of the string of rosary beads. Because of this, the transformed pearl rain made no mistakes and made no mistakes. The string of rosary also slowly fell into Yuan Kongzi's hands because of the white light.

This scene fell into the eyes of the people on both sides, and his mood was very different. After Yuan Kongzi put the rosary into his hands, Nan Yuzi shouted loudly. Just now, when he was afraid that his flying sword would not be able to withstand the pearl rain, Yuan Kongzi made such a move, which made him feel at ease. The magical powers displayed by Yuan Kongzi made Nan Yuzi very confident in destroying the Golden Light Temple. Other disciples from Zhongnan Mountain also respected Yuan Kongzi, the guest elder. The disciples who used to be dissatisfied with Yuan Kongzi's food and drink in Zhongnan Mountain have changed their minds.

On the other hand, the monks in Jinguang Temple looked very bad, especially the host of Monk Xinxuan. You should know that this string of rosary is one of the two top magic weapons in Jinguang Temple. When the sect was founded, Master Wulong, the sect was famous for his magic weapon because of this magic weapon. However, today, this magic weapon passed down from generation to generation was robbed by others from his own hands. How could this not make Monk Xinxuan feel ashamed and face his ancestors? The only thing that can be blamed for his low cultivation level is that he cannot exert all the rosary abilities. Otherwise, even if he uses Yuan Kongzi's cultivation level, he will have to pay a price to seize some things.

Just as Yuan Kongzi took the beads, an old monk in Jinguang Temple who was sweeping the floor raised his head slightly and looked at the sky in front of the mountain gate. After sighing helplessly, he swept the ground on his own. Alas, I was destined to have such a disaster, and what should come will always come.

Without the rosary to obstruct the flying sword, the monks of Xinxuan and others in the Golden Light Temple could only rely on their own cultivation to resist the flying swords. Because they sprayed out a mouthful of essence and blood, Monk Xinxuan's magic power was greatly damaged. Although the flying sword was also much less due to the pearl rain, the remaining flying swords, whether it was the flying sword itself or the controller of the flying sword, were the best among the Zhongnan sect, so Xinxuan and others did not feel much relaxed, but felt pressured. At the same time, they were guarding against Yuan Kongzi. As one went up and down, the flying swords had approached everyone bit by bit.

Seeing that the flying sword was about to reach his body, Monk Xinxuan made a quick decision and said, "Mingyi, Mingjing, you two should hurry up to the donors of the Emei Sect to rescue me Jinguang Temple. I and the others here to resist for a while!" Although the two monks in the face who were named knew that they would be in danger of leaving, the remaining people were afraid of being in danger, but the situation was seen that they had to force them to go to the Emei Sect to bring reinforcements. Gripping their teeth, Mingyi and Mingjing were in tears, and under the cover of Xinxuan and others, they quickly walked out of the back door of Jinguang Temple and headed straight for the Emei Mountain Gate.

When two green shadows escaped, Yuan Kongzi also moved. Yuan Kongzi basically ignored Xinxuan and others' blockade and chased them straight towards the two green shadows. Xinxuan and others were determined to block Yuan Kongzi's pursuit, but they were powerless. They could only hope that Mingyi and Mingjing could come to rescue the troops smoothly.

But how could Mingyi and Mingjing escape under Yuan Kongzi's nose? Mingyi and Mingjing didn't know that there was a great master chasing him behind him. The two men divided into two groups, each raiding toward the Emei Mountain Gate. Yuan Kongzi just followed Mingyi and knocked him out in a place without people, but did not hurt his life. He carried the already confused monk Mingyi's body, found a hidden place to put it down, and then hit a simple spiritual technique to Mingyi to prevent Mingyi from being injured by the beasts in the mountains when he was confused.

Just as Yuan Kongzi left a little incense from Jinguang Temple as I told him, an old voice came from his ears: "Thank you for leaving this little incense for Jinguang Temple. I can't help but be grateful here!"

After hearing the sound, Yuan Kongzi did not politely with him, but instead replied disdainfully: "Old monk, just worry about sweeping the floor yourself. Even though he has such cultivation, he is still a small sweeping monk among monks. Who are you lying to? It would be fine if you don't pass on what you learned to the next generation of the sect. Now that your sect is almost wiped out, I, an outsider, will help you keep some incense. He is really the same as the group of hidden cultivators in the back mountain of Kunlun. I'm gonna spit thick phlegm on the ground after saying that.

After hearing Yuan Kongzi's words, the monk who swept the floor in Jinguang Temple was not surprised how Yuan Kongzi discovered himself. He just thought deeply about something, not caring about Yuan Kongzi's sarcasm. Finally, he sighed again, and ignored himself to sweep the floor and stopped talking.

Seeing that the sweeping monk had shut his mouth, Yuan Kongzi stopped saying anything and returned to the camp in Zhongnan Mountain. As soon as Nan Yuzi saw that Yuan Kongzi had returned, he asked, "Elder, those two?"

"Kill one, let one go!" Yuan Kongzi didn't talk much nonsense with Nan Yuzi, and answered very directly. Nan Yuzi knew Yuan Kongzi's personality, and after seeing Yuan Kongzi show his skills, he didn't feel offended by Yuan Kongzi's attitude. However, Yuan Kongzi's answer made him happy, and at the same time began to urge the disciples of Zhongnan Sect to quickly get the Golden Light Temple so that people can be divided into people to block the reinforcements of the Emei Sect later.

Under the fierce attack of the Zhongnan Sect, and with the lack of two more, Monk Xinxuan and the remaining monks in green felt pressured. But Xinxuan knew that although the Emei Sect and his Golden Light Temple were on Mount Emei, the Emei Mountains were wide and it took a long time to fight back between the two places. In addition, there was no magic weapon for Mingyi and Mingjing to take people to fly, so reinforcements could not be counted on at this time.

Seeing that the flying sword of the Zhongnan Sect was less than two meters away from him, Monk Xinxuan closed his eyes helplessly and waited for the moment when the flying sword came to his head. At this critical moment, an ancient bell slowly rose from the Golden Light Temple. The dilapidated shell of the ancient bell peeled off as it continued to rise, revealing its yellow body that looked like gold, non-gold, non-copper. The bell was engraved with scriptures, and those scriptures were like living, flowing around this ancient bell, which was breathtaking.

The old monk who swept the floor finally got enlightened! A unknown smile appeared on the corner of Yuan Kongzi's mouth. The monk swept the floor finally put down the broom in his hand, as if he had put down his own obsession. Widths of pure Buddha light overflowed from the old monk's body and sank into the ancient bell.

This ancient bell is naturally the second top magic weapon of Jinguang Temple. Compared with the string of rosary beads, the true energy required to activate the ancient bell is even greater, so it has not been used by anyone for more than a hundred years. The entire Jinguang Temple cannot tell the specific origin of this ancient bell. It only knows that it fell from the sky on the day the temple was built. The word "Fu Demon" is engraved on the top of the bell, and this bell is named "Fu Demon Bell". Because I didn't know what this bell was used before,

Master Wulong, the founding sect of Jinguang Temple, used this bell as an ordinary bell to hit. Until one time, Mount Emei was attacked by heavenly fire for some reason, and the fire spread rapidly. The heavenly fire was no more powerful than other ordinary fires. Even Master Wulong did not have a good way to control the fire. He looked at the heavenly fire that wanted to swallow the Golden Light Temple. At this moment, the demon-subduing bell suddenly let out a long roar, sucking the heavenly fire in the mountain into the body of the bell, avoiding the fire troubles caused by Jinguang Temple.

After this, Master Wulong finally understood that this ancient bell was an ancient treasure, but he just couldn't use it for Jinguang Temple. Since then, this ancient bell has never shown any magical powers. Therefore, although the Jinguang Temple is named two extraordinary treasures, it is actually only one that is used by the disciples.

The sweeping monk didn't know how he understood the ancient clock and could actually drive the Demon-Subduing Bell that even the holy monks of the sect could not use. However, if others didn't recognize this ancient clock, it does not mean that Yuan Kongzi didn't know it. When he followed Yuanshi Tianzun in his early years, he was very knowledgeable. Yuan Kongzi could also recognize this ancient treasure that was of the highest number. After carefully observing the ancient clock, Yuan Kongzi's face changed slightly, and he seemed very surprised. You should know that this Demon-Subduing Bell was originally used by the Master of Tongtian Sect in Biyou Palace to recruit his disciples. Although he had never shown any tips in the Battle of the Gods, Yuan Kongzi knew its power.

At this time, he quickly winked at Daniu and Phil, asking them to see if the situation was wrong later, and they would rush to the wind and whisper, without having to worry about the life and death of the disciples of the Zhongnan Sect. After receiving the signal from Yuan Kongzi, Daniu and Phil retreated quietly to the rear of the array, while also paying attention to the changes in the ancient bell.
Chapter completed!