Chapter 182: ?? Above Foshan, there is hell

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　　 The small bell ringing drives the big bell ringing.
　　 The mighty ringing of a bell, as if full of mysterious power, agitated between heaven and earth.
　　 melodious, solemn, solemn...
　　 is like the endless light released from the center of a blooming lotus flower, sweeping in all directions like waves.
　　 Looking at the bottom of Chuan Temple, at this moment, there seems to be a terrifying existence revived.
　　 The eighty-first ring, it seemed that it was not just the bell.
　　 dead silence.
　　 The whole world fell into deathly silence.
　　 In the martial arts field, there was no sound.
　　 There is only the cold wind, and the whimper is constantly blowing over the Wangchuan Temple of Wuliangshan, and there is also the sound of blowing the rubble on the ground rolling and grinding the ground.
　　 Ring the Bell of Ten Thousand Buddhas Eighty One...
　　 What kind of monster is this?
　　 Even a master Yuanshang who is a high-ranking monk can ring the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell at most nine, nine and eighty-one, which is simply the gap between heaven and earth.
　　 The entire Wangchuan Temple, this thousand-year-old temple, seemed to be completely revived at the moment the bell rang eighty-one.
　　 Master Farrow looked excited, and his long eyebrows trembled slightly.
　　 Master Yuanshang put his palms together, shaking his whole body.
　　 Kuyue is better, just staring at Luo Hong enthusiastically, his eyes are not like a monk.
　　 On the martial arts field, a group of monks, at this moment, looking at Luo Hong, they are as if they are looking at the real Buddha.
　　 The most important thing is that the upper body of Chiguo sitting on the white jade lotus platform and under the bell of ten thousand Buddhas is radiant with Zhengyang Qi, and in the Zhengyang Qi, there is also a little Buddha light.
　　 That condensed mouthful of phantom bell is the most shocking.
　　 Is that... Buddha bell phantom? !
　　 "Is this... the legendary Buddha image?"
　　 "It is rumored that only the Buddha can condense the Buddha image... Is Luo Hong a Buddha?"
　　 "The painstaking Buddha who rebelled out of the temple also condensed the Buddha image, one generation...are there two Buddhas?"
　　 In the martial arts field, there was a loud noise exploded.
　　 Many monks looked at Luo Hong enthusiastically, but after the enthusiasm, they whispered to each other.
　　Under the ancient clock.
　　 Luo Hong opened his eyes, and a small Buddha bell was condensed in his dantian. Luo Hong was also helpless and desperate.
　　 He didn't quite understand why such a small clock condensed in the dantian.
　　 Sage phantom, Miss Demon Sword, now I have another Buddha Bell...Come in Mahjong, what about three missing one?
Of course, Luo Hong remembers that there seems to be a Cthulhu phantom in the Niwan Palace. However, based on Luo Hong's understanding of the evil gods like Erha, this one seems to be unable to play with these three, so... One missing.
　　 Luo Hong opened his eyes.
　　 The whole world is quiet, countless eyes staring at him, full of shock, full of fanaticism.
　　 is no longer oppressive eyes, these monks look at him with a little respect, as for what they are respecting...as if they are respecting the little bell in his dantian.
　　 The little clock that was forced to tremble in the corner by the saint phantom and the magic sword asura?
　　 Luo Hong opened his mouth and let out a breath.
　　 A suffocating breath seemed to be a howling gust of wind, which rolled up the earth and roared.
　　 Luo Hong's eyes gleamed.
　　 stood up, his upper body was red, and his muscles were clear and smooth.
　　 This time the bell was ringing eighty-one. For Luo Hong, the harvest was huge. The martial arts cultivation base broke through to the fourth rank, and the evil cultivation base also entered the fourth rank.
　　 It's a pity, the kendo cultivation base has not yet entered the fourth rank, but there is no way, the talent is poor, Luo Hong admits.
　　 At the beginning, Luo Hong really just wanted to make nine sounds, but unfortunately, he couldn't control it later.
　　 Mainly, the saint phantom, Miss Demon Sword, and the evil like Erha came out to join in the fun one after another, which made him totally hilarious... unable to stop.
　　 Fortunately, it didn't cause much trouble.
　　 Luo Hong smiled.
　　 And he just smiled.
　　 Click...
　　 There was a thick crack in the martial arts field under his feet, and there were dense cracks.
　　 Luo Hong's smile suddenly froze, a little embarrassing.
　　 rumbling!
　　 Around Wangchuan Temple, one after another strong aura, a huge golden Buddha image appeared in the void, overlooking Luo Hong.
　　 The depressive aura seems to be the dynasty of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and the sky and the earth are dimmed at this moment.
　　 Luo Hong's expression changed slightly, what's wrong?
　　 Ring the bell eighty-one, the monks of Wangchuan Temple want to turn their faces on him?
　　 buzzing...
　　 The sound of countless Sanskrit singing resounded, as if lingering between the whole world.
　　 A Buddha statue seems to overlook Luo Hong.
　　 suddenly.
　　 Luo Hong condensed, raised his head and looked at the sky around Wangchuan Temple.
　　 There is the sound of horse hoof neighing, even the roaring sound of alien animals, and the sound of goshawk spreading its wings and croaking.
　　 Various means of flying across the sky surfaced, and cars showed their brilliance in the void.
　　 Not only that, there are also a variety of tyrannical auras, rushing from all directions.
　　 This is the strong man from all directions attracted by the eighty-one bell rang by Luo Hong.
　　 There are Daxia, Da Chu, Da Zhou, Golden Tent King Court and other major forces.
　　 One after another tyrannical aura rushed into the sky, all of which were high-rank monks, second-rank, first-rank, martial arts, sword repair...
This is still relatively close to Wangchuan Temple, and even the strong men who have been staring at and guarding Wangchuan Temple around Wangchuan Temple. They rushed to the first place and looked in the void, wanting to see who knocked it. The bell of the Ten Thousand Buddhas rang eighty-one.
　　Who is the one who has ignited the Buddhist and martial luck of Wangchuan Temple for thousands of years!
　　 "Luo Hong?"
　　 "This son seems to be... Luo Hong, the grandson of Zhenbei King and son of Luo Rentu?"
　　 "Isn't he in Anping County? How did he come to Wangchuan Temple?!"
　　 Above the sky, many strong men stared in surprise, unbelievable, and suspicious.
　　 They thought that the eighty-one ringing of the Bell of Ten Thousand Buddhas might be a certain strong person, or a certain eminent monk of Wangchuan Temple who condensed the fruit of the Bodhisattva.
　　Result...
　　 is just a hairy boy? !
　　 What is Luo Hong's cultivation?
　　Before ringing the bell, it was only a fifth-grade sword repair. At this level of cultivation, not to mention the eighty-one ring, even if it was the third ring, it would be difficult to reach the sky.
　　 Therefore, many strong people will be so surprised.
　　What does the eighty-one bell of ten thousand Buddhas ring mean?
　　 can be arranged around Wangchuan Temple by the major forces, and those who secretly look on, know Wangchuan Temple well.
　　Eighty-one bell of ten thousand Buddha rings, that may involve opening a big secret realm in Wangchuan Temple!
　　 In the records of many forces, that secret realm seems to be called... Jizo!
　　 This secret realm has been buried for a thousand years, and the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell has not been ringed for a thousand years.
　　 And now, this record has been broken.
　　 The uproar resounded endlessly above the sky.
　　 Many people are wondering how Luo Hong appeared in Wangchuan Temple and how the Bell of Ten Thousand Buddhas rang...
　　 Isn't this child in Anping County?
　　 Luo Hong shouted the slogan "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand" in Anping County, and his actions of pointing his sword at the sky in anti-Xia have already spread all over the world.
　　 The sacred mouth of Emperor Xia who was closed in the deep palace opened to condense the imperial decree and oppress Luo Hong.
　　 Because Luo Hong, who stayed in Anping County, had already become the focus of the world. No one thought that Luo Hong not only did not stay in Anping County, but instead appeared in Wangchuan Temple thousands of miles away.
　　 also came up with eighty-one ringing...
　　 This guy... how can you mess up like this? !
　　 Still messing up across such a large area.
　　 Many of the rich and luxurious cars in the sky are speechless.
　　 But many people also thought of something. Luo Hong appeared at Wangchuan Temple... Maybe it was for Luo Xiaobei's seventh son, Luo Xiaobei.
　　 For a time, many strong people blinked.
　　 And the eighty-one ringing of the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell is an unprecedented event in a thousand years.
　　 Next, you can imagine that these thousands of years of ancient temples may become the focus of attention of countless people in the world, and they will become the center of the vortex of the rivers and lakes.
　　 The most important thing is that many experts are concerned about whether the secret of Buddhism will actually open.
　　 Many people feel funny.
　　 A fifth-rank monk has opened the secret realm of Buddhism that has been silent for thousands of years.
　　 There is a strange feeling inexplicably.
　　 Boom boom boom!
　　 These strong men want to land in the martial arts field of Wangchuan Temple.
　　 However, the phantoms of the big Buddhas all around are all Buddha palms stretched out.
　　 "Amitabha."
　　 The Buddha horn resounded, and the world trembled.
　　 Countless Sanskrit sounds like a dragon surging in the clouds.
　　 噗噗噗噗!
　　 Many masters who wanted to land in the martial arts field were all vomiting blood by these Buddha images.
　　 in the martial arts field.
　　Master Farrow also reacted at this moment.
　　 He took a deep look at Luo Hong, and never thought that Luo Hong could actually do this, ringing the bell eighty-one...
　　What a freak!
　　 No wonder the Buddha would personally name Luo Hong to ring the bell.
　　 You know, this time eighty-one bells ring the world.
　　Wangchuan Temple attracted the attention of so many powerhouses. When they gather in Wangchuan, the Buddhist and martial luck of Wangchuan Temple will also soar.
　　 Master Faluo suppressed the excitement in his heart and turned to look at the many masters who were vomiting blood from the Buddha's shadow.
　　 "Amitabha."
　　 "Wangchuan Temple has been carrying for thousands of years after all. If you don't look at the face of the Buddha, if you want to enter the temple, you can follow the rules of Wangchuan Temple and climb from the stone steps at the foot of the mountain."
　　 "Go straight to the martial arts field, the donors are too presumptuous."
　　Master Faro said lightly.
　　 His words fell, and in the void, many powerful people were caught breathing and did not dare to have any objections.
　　 Mainly, this statue of Buddha is a first-grade monk who condenses the fruit of the Bodhisattva. The background of such holy places as Wangchuan Temple is not something they dare to resist.
　　Wangchuan Temple is more than the Kunlun Palace, maybe it's only a trace.
　　 "Master Farrow joked, it was me who waited for foolishness."
　　 A strong man laughed in the void.
　　 They were really thinking of directly falling on the martial arts field just now.
　　 Luo Hong rang the Bell of Ten Thousand Buddhas eighty-one, fearing that it would really provoke the secret realm of the supreme hidden earth, so they all couldn't wait.
　　 A car wheel, one after another, fell under the gate of Wangchuan Temple.
　　Many masters stepped forward, stepping up the stone steps honestly.
　　Wang Chuan Temple, there are many masters in all directions.
　　 in the martial arts field.
　　Master Farrow came to Luo Hong with a gentle smile on his face.
　　 He ordered the little monk to get a neat white monk robe and let Luo Hong put it on temporarily.
　　 Luo Hong did not refuse. After all, Chiguo's upper body is indeed not very elegant, especially the surrounding monks whose eyes are shining, making him even more embarrassed.
　　 saw Master Faro, stepped back and bowed deeply to Luo Hong.
　　Master Yuanshang, Monk Kuyue, and many monks on the martial arts field all looked at Luo Hong with complex expressions.
　　 "Thank you Luo, the donor, for ringing the bell eighty-one, and Zhenwangchuan Temple's thousand-year Buddhist and martial luck..."
　　 "The poor monk is very grateful as the abbot of Wangchuan Temple."
　　Master Farrow, sincere and sincere.
　　 Luo Hong said: "Master Faluo, the clock is also ringing, can I see Qi Bo?"
　　 Despite the eighty-one ringing of the bell, and even though there seems to be a small Buddha bell in the pubic field, Luo Hong understands that those are secondary. The main purpose of his visit to the Chuan Temple is to see Qi Bo Luo Xiaobei.
　　 "Amitabha."
　　 "You can do it yourself."
　　Master Farrow said.
　　 It's just that the look of Master Farrow is a bit weird: "However, the bell rings eighty-one, everyone knows that there will be countless powerful people gathered in Wangchuan Temple..."
　　 "Even if Donor Luo Xiaobei meets Donor Luo Xiaobei, he may not be able to take Donor Luo Xiaobei out of Wangchuan Temple easily."
　　Master Farrow said.
　　 Luo Hong frowned upon hearing this.
　　 Indeed, he has already felt the powerhouses gathered at the foot of Wangchuan Temple.
　　 "Master Farrow, you cheated me..."
　　 Luo Hongdao.
　　 "This clock...you asked me to ring it. I just want to meet Qi Bo. Now it has attracted so many masters, how do you say?"
　　Master Farrow looked stiff.
　　 Amitabha...Fuck!
　　 Lao Na just made you to ring the bell for nine, but I didn’t expect you to ring the bell for eighty-one!
　　 However, Master Farrow still had a smile on his face: "The Buddha said, everything is destined..."
　　 "Of course, the many powerhouses gathered may not be for the donor Luo Xiaobei. To a large extent, they are also for the secret realm of Buddhism that will soon be opened because the donor Luo will ring the bell eighty-one."
　　Master Farrow said.
　　 Luo Hong's expression changed again after hearing the words: "Knocked the bell and opened a secret realm by the way?"
　　What is meant by the way?
　　 The secret realm of the Earth Store has been buried for thousands of years, and ordinary people can't open it, okay?
　　Master Farrow still smiled, and nodded inexplicably.
　　 "The secret realm of the underground storehouse is stronger and more organic than the secret realm of heavenly secrets that Luo donor entered before, the Buddha said...The underground storehouse revolves, the is not empty, and the opening of this secret realm will shake the world."
　　Master Farrow said.
　　 "What's the matter for me when the world shakes? What benefit can I have if I opened the secret realm?"
　　 Luo Hong curled his lips.
　　 "There is no benefit at all. Even among those who can enter the secret realm, many of them will be my enemies. They are all people who want to put me to death. Instead, I opened the secret realm to make them stronger..."
　　 "Master Faluo, you said...Is this my secret realm open or not?"
　　 Luo Hong said seriously.
　　Master Farrow frowned slightly when he heard the words.
　　Because, according to what Luo Hong said, it seems to be a real loss.
　　 "Master Faluo, as the opener of this secret realm, can you deny others entry? It belongs to the master alone?"
　　 Luo Hong asked.
　　 Master Farrow put his palms together, shaking his head: "No."
　　 Luo Hong asked again: "Then I can name someone by name so that people cannot enter the secret realm?"
　　Master Farrow sighed and shook his head again: "No."
　　 Luo Hong asked again: "Can you close the secret realm? Don't enter."
　　Master Farrow smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Nor."
　　 Luo Hong spread his hands and smiled: "This is not good, that is not good... Then what use is this secret realm for me?"
　　Master Farrow took a deep breath, a soft moan seemed to resound in his ears.
　　 The next moment, Master Farrow frowned, slightly loosened, with a smile on his face.
　　 "The Buddha's first words, Wangchuan Temple allows the son to customize the rules of entering the secret realm."
　　Master Faluo put his palms together, slowly said.
　　 Customized rules.
　　 This face is enough!
　　 Luo Hong narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
　　 "Then you can't enter the fifth grade or above."
　　 Luo Hong smiled.
　　Master Faluo's expression stagnated, and the Buddha head seemed speechless for a while~EbookFREE.me~Five products are not allowed. What's the difference between you and not allowing everyone to enter?
　　Master Faluo listened for a while and said: "The Buddha's first words, the boundary is too low. If you enter the secret realm, you will die for fear of death, and you will not be able to live."
　　 Luo Hong raised his eyebrows: "Then you can't enter with Grade 3 or above."
　　Master Farrow, laughed: "Still low."
　　 Luo Hong sighed, and said: "No entry is allowed for second-grade or above."
　　 After speaking, he stared at Master Farrow.
　　Master Faluo smiled brilliantly, looking at Luo Hong, his palms folded.
　　 "The Buddha's first words, yes."
　　 The words fall.
　　Faluo folded his palms together, and the ground under his feet was cracked and shattered. The robes on his body were flying, the monk's robe was flying upside down, floating in the air.
　　 The ground that had been cracked in the martial arts field was cracked again. In the cracks, there was a vigorous and majestic aura that rushed into nine days.
　　 The strong men who originally climbed on the mountain road stone ladder suddenly looked up and their expressions changed.
　　 They stared at the top of the Buddha-lit mountain.
　　 See you.
　　 Above Foshan.
　　 If comes!
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