Chapter 907: Bamboo rat ringing the bell

No one knows how long the Heihe River is in the dead forest, and no one knows where the origin and end are.
However, the big and small bamboo rats in the forest know that the small bamboo rats have to lie on a leaf every 100 years, follow the water of the Heihe River, and go down the river to see the unspeakable scenery along the way and resolve the loneliness and depressed.
　　The river meanders like a black giant dragon winding away.
　　At the end of the Heihe River, there stood an ancient tower covered with dust.
　　 The ancient pagoda is dilapidated, covered with spider silk, and the stones below are covered with moss, covering all the knife marks and wounds on the stones. The ancient pagoda has a total of nine floors, meaning that one layer goes up to the sky, the gate is made of the best pear wood, and the top is hung with a most precious pennant, but it has also been eroded by the years, and it is ruined and cold. Blowing, the whole ancient pagoda shook, and seemed to collapse at any time.
　　 But the door eroded by the years was tightly closed.
　　 And behind the ancient pagoda, there is a small pavilion made of bamboo. A big clock stands in the pavilion.
　　The big clock is full of runes beating like tadpoles. On the top of the big clock, there is a dragon and phoenix pattern. The dragon is a green dragon, looming in the clouds. Opposite it is a phoenix with colorful feathers and incomparably magnificent eyes. One dragon and one phoenix gaze at each other, and the atmosphere stirs the void.
　　 A wooden stick made of some material whose thickness is unknown, hangs beside the big clock.
This is a forbidden place in the death forest. Except for bamboo rats, there are no fierce beasts daring to stay, even the fierce beasts with the power of the Venerable, and the flow of the Heihe River is from a stone cave below this ancient tower. Flowing out.
　　As the name implies, the water color of Heihe River is slightly black. This color is like a small bowl filled with water suddenly dripping five or six drops of ink.
　　 One large and one small two bamboo rats stood side by side under the small pavilion, and the eyes of the big bamboo rat pursed. Looking at Ouyang Ming, his eyes were solemn and he said in a deep voice: "I have been in the forest of death for thousands of years, except for guarding this forbidden place, in order to ring the big bell, and you are the number The first people to come here in a thousand years." Then, his sharp, bone-knife-like fingertips pointed to the big clock.
　　 The brown and yellow pupils are full of deep and vicissitudes, and there is a kind of indifference to see the world.
　　Ouyang Ming put the vicissitudes in his eyes into his eyes, and knew in his heart that the deepness in the eyes of the big bamboo squirrel was not so deep, but because of the rich experience naturally presented.
　　 This may be because I have seen too many cold and warm feelings, and the world is cold.
He spit out a cold air, his eyes narrowed, his hands arched, his voice respected, and said: "Senior, I don't know how long this ancient tower has existed? What's the point of this big bell ringing?" Two questions were asked in a row Question, this is what he desperately wants to know in his heart. He vaguely feels that this ancient tower may have a great connection with the formation of the dead forest. People will be curious about the unknown. Even Ouyang Ming is no exception. .
The bamboo rat felt the strange and special breath on his body, and his voice was gentle. He answered his question: "This ancient pagoda has been around for thousands of years. As for the significance of the ringing of this big clock, I don’t know. The ringing of the big bell is the mission flowing in the blood of the bamboo rat." There is another sentence, it has not been said. This is the mission, and it is even more shackled.
　　The big bamboo rat looked at Ouyang Ming, and there was a look of hope deep in his eyes.
　　 As for the little bamboo rat, he looked at the rhubarb curiously, and after thinking about it, he glanced back at the Dobby King Kong. Most of the fierce beasts in the dead forest are covered with bone spurs, terrifying and scary, and hairy like rhubarb. It is the first time to see it. As for the multi-armed King Kong, it is even more bizarre. The human ape head can’t move the eyes of the bamboo mouse. open. [Wear the book] The protagonist, please let go
　　 Ten thousand years, this time again? Ouyang Ming whispered in his heart, in the large array of Xu Junqing's layout, Ouyang Ming already knew that every ten thousand years, there will be a big calamity in the spiritual world, causing the souls to become charcoal, even the Venerable, dare not say that they can be in the big calamity. Be independent of yourself.
　　 And now, this ancient pagoda has existed for exactly ten thousand years. Is this a coincidence, or is there an unknown conspiracy, which is intriguing. Ouyang Ming's mind, like the paste stirred by a pair of chopsticks, was chaotic.
　　 "Master, what's wrong?" Dobby Vajra asked Ouyang Ming's complexion and asked in the spiritual world with his mind.
　　 "It's okay, there's a little chaos in my mind." Ouyang Ming secretly said, the voice suddenly rang in the brain area of ​​Dobby King Kong.
　　 Such exchanges were not noticed by small and large bamboo rats.
　　Ouyang Ming shook his head and pressed the confused thoughts in his brain. He spit out a cold breath and threw a stone into the Heihe River. Suddenly, an arc-shaped ripple rolled outwards.
　　 walked two steps forward, looked at the big bamboo rat, and asked, "Will there be any unexpected danger when ringing the big clock?"
The big bamboo rat spread its paws, shook its head, and said, "I don't know, this great bell hasn't sounded once in ten thousand years, no matter how hard it strikes, it won't ring. Have you seen the wooden stick next to it? ?"
　　 Ouyang Ming looked away and nodded immediately.
　　 Rarely showed a scare of fear in the eyes of the big bamboo rat, and said with a straight face: "On weekdays, even if I lifted this wooden stick, I struggled."
　　 "Huh?" Ouyang Ming's face changed slightly, and he secretly said in his heart, how could this be possible, how could such a wooden stick with a low profile look so heavy.
　　Even if it is a heavy treasure, it shouldn't be a problem for a Venerable. Moreover, judging from the breath revealed by the big bamboo rat, it is not weak even compared with the Douban Kongman who has survived the Six Daotian Tribulation, and even in some aspects, it is particularly victorious.
　　 How powerful the Venerable is, it is no exaggeration to describe it by pulling up the mountain, and now it is said that it takes effort to lift this stick, which is incredible.
　　The big bamboo rat is undoubtedly a fierce beast with great wisdom. When he saw the expression of Ouyang Ming, he immediately understood the thoughts in his heart.
A flash of memory appeared in its eyes, saying: "Two thousand years ago, my father was about to reach the limit, and all the spiritual power of Dan Tanaka was working, and the big clock was still not ringing. Since it did not ring, this important task will be suppressed. It was on my shoulders. At that time, I had just survived the sky-tribulation, ambitious, not willing to be bound in the forest of death, ringing the bell every day for thirty years in a row, but this big clock It didn't sound once, and later, I wanted to understand that this was luck and fate, and it was the responsibility that the bamboo rat family had to bear. After that, I sat down for a hundred years, calmed down, and calmly waited for the qualification to ring the bell People. Ha ha, until today, maybe it’s waiting."
It looked deeply towards Ouyang Ming, and his tone became more and more solemn: "If you are this person, then this big clock can finally ring." In the ancestral teaching of the bamboo rat family, there is only specific To be able to ring the big bell.
　　Although the voice of the big bamboo rat was flat and dull, Ouyang Ming still heard the helplessness in this voice.
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　　 Ouyang Ming was shocked in his heart. He stared at it for a long time and slowly said: "Life and fortune are things that are unpredictable and speculative."
When he said this, he was very emotional in his heart. Originally, if he didn’t get the fire of the Tianfeng in his life, it was very likely to be plain and indifferent, and he was worried about the oil and salt every day, but it was because of the fire of the Tianfeng. Earth's life trajectory has undergone earth-shaking changes and embarked on a colorful and colorful road.
　　The big bamboo rat is like a wise old man. He looked up at the sky and said: "It's not too early, prepare to ring the bell!"
　　Ouyang Ming's eyes gathered together, whispered: "What do I need to do?"
　　 The big bamboo rat gave him a slightly deep look and smiled lightly: "Of course, I need to take a drop of essential blood from your body."
　　 "Don't dare!" Ouyang Ming looked respectfully and slightly bowed his hand.
　　Rhubarb and Dobby Vajra are also burning eyes, looking forward to them.
The big bamboo rat walked into the pavilion, the furry paws point forward, and the sharp nails flashed coldly, just like ignoring the space, printed directly on Ouyang Ming’s eyebrow, Ouyang Ming only felt itchy, and a drop of scarlet was very Vigorous vitality blood was flew out of the eyebrows, spinning around the paws of the bamboo rat.
　　 Its paws pressed forward, the white awn of his finger flashed, the air in front exploded, and then peeled outward.
　　 The pointed mouth exhaled gently, sullenly shouted: "Open true!"
A thick breath spread out, like a high mountain weighing on Ouyang Ming's heart, even as strong as a multi-armed diamond, there was a little depression in the bottom of my heart. It is conceivable that the cultivation of the big bamboo rat has arrived. To what degree.
　　 Immediately afterwards, this drop of sperm blood turned into a blood mist and merged into the big clock.
　　 Suddenly, the cumbersome and complex lines above the big clock, the ghostly and enchanting lines, pushed upwards from the bottom of the big clock, the light was great, and the colors were different~EbookFREE.me~ will shine brightly around.
　　The big bamboo rat gathers his breath and spit out an arc-shaped hurricane.
　　The small body swelled up at once, and the soft hair on the body stood up instantly, and it looked a little weak and a little more awkward. The figure stretched out, soared directly, and finally became extremely strong, with muscles like creeping worms, and the whole body was full of explosive power.
　　The paw of the little bamboo rat hugs his chest, his eyes are full of surprise.
　　 Obviously, it has never seen such a picture before.
　　 "Drink!" The big bamboo rat moved a few dozen feet in one step and came to the Changting Pavilion.
　　 The claws were separated, and the wooden stick with the thickness of the bucket was directly held. The eyes of it showed a sense of enlightenment, and secretly said in his heart, could it be that this man of the human race is really a suitable candidate, so he made this stick light and nothing? Without hesitation, a sudden cyclone appeared in the Dantian, turning all the auras into strength and passing them into the pair of vicissitudes of claws.
　　The big bamboo rat slammed with a gleam in his eyes, and his claws pushed hard outward.
　　In an instant, this wooden stick carried the Yangtze River into the sea and slammed against the big clock.
　　 "Beh..."
I saw the big bell first sink inward, and then protrude outward, so repeated, shaking continuously, the light emitted was brighter, like a burning star, very hot, and then, a ripple and a roar visible to the naked eye Simultaneously spread, completely breaking the silence in the forest of death...