Chapter 1880: getting Started

boom!
The sound fell, like thunder, resounding between the nine heavens and ten earth.
At this moment, accompanied by Meng Fan's several punches, the entire city of Los Angeles was shaken.
From the time no one cared about it before, to the attention after a moment, it made countless people's mouths wide open. Everyone knows what the clock splitting means. No one paid attention before because they were too lazy to pay attention. Too many people were just a joke, but now someone rang it, so naturally it caused an earthquake.
After a while, in the center of Los Angeles, two old voices fell.
"Yes, someone is ringing the bell again!"
While they were speaking, at the center of this, two old men in Tsing Yi and a white robe flew up. At the moment when they appeared in the sky, countless people looked at them in awe. The cultivation base of these two people has already arrived. At the peak of Xuan Yuan, he looked like the powerhouse of Split Mountain Gate in Los Angeles. After the bell rang, he couldn't help but come here and look at Meng Fan.
"Is that you?"
Seeing Meng Fan, this old Xuan elder smiled slightly and said in a condensed voice.
"Yes, young man! You are so young, although your realm is lower, but you can ring this big bell, it seems that you must have an extraordinary talent?"
Divine Mind Probe, to them, Meng Fan looked like a scholar in his twenties, but he seemed to make people feel gentle and gentle, and naturally he had a very good impression.
It's a pity that they absolutely don't know that Meng Fan's real grade is more than 10,000 years old, and it still comes from tens of thousands of years in the time and space of future generations. If he knew it, then I guess he wouldn’t even be able to say anything, and Meng Fanke obviously didn’t reveal what he meant. Now he hides himself. Perhaps the king of the gods can see some clues by carefully observing him, but these people in front of him Although in the eyes of others, he is a great figure above all else, but for Meng Fan, it is basically that there is no difference between children.
But now Meng Fan smiled shyly, looking like a good baby, and said intently.
"I have seen two seniors!"
"Boss...pretends again!"
"Too wretched!"
In the space of Xiaotian, two figures came out, one bird and one turtle, looking at Meng Fan with contempt.
A bird and a tortoise always followed Meng Fan's side. Even if Meng Fan set foot here, they would come in the same way, but they also encountered strong pressure from time and space, and their strength was worse than Meng Fan suppressed.
However, Meng Fan didn't bring Ten Thousand Mother and Child Qi Ding and Xiao Di, but stayed in the dark alliance as his hiding method.
Seeing Meng Fan's respectful look, the two of them couldn't bear it anymore. They were obviously a peerless powerhouse, the Supreme Emperor, but the skill of pretending to be tender and innocent was so shameful!
But the two old men in Tsing Yi who had split the mountain gate felt satisfied. One of them nodded and said in a condensed voice.
"Yes, boy, I know the etiquette very well, and can hit this ancient clock several times, but he hasn't suffered too much damage. The foundation is good, although the realm is low, but your potential should inspire this ancient clock, let him and you The avenues blend together, if so, then follow us!"
The voice fell, and at the same time one of them stretched out his five fingers, grabbing Meng Fan, and the three figures also headed towards the sky.
The people behind him looked at each other in shock, and looked in the direction of Meng Fan and the three of them in shock. The two old men in Tsing Yi hadn't seen Meng Fan hit the big clock before, but they saw it in their eyes. It didn't take much effort before. Meng Fan didn't even move his strength. He just hit the big clock seemingly at random, but it caused the earthquake. Is it really just potential?
Everyone was in an uproar, shocked!
In these countless gazes, Meng Fan couldn't estimate that much, only along the way, following the two elders in Qingyi, towards the gate of Pishan.
At the same time, Meng Fan sensed that the repulsive force against him in the dark became more and more powerful. It seems that his every move in this world will cause backlash in time and space. He joined such a small thing as Splitting the Mountain Gate, which has already caused much greater pressure on this secret.
It seems that you have to be more careful in the future, otherwise, if you are careless, it is very likely to fall into a situation where it is impossible to recover.
This ancient time and space is too dangerous!
With a curse in his heart, Meng Fan didn't hesitate anymore, following the two old men in Qingyi all the way, he finally really entered this ancient gate.
It is indeed a great emperor-level sect in the ancient times. Just between this part of the city of Los Angeles, it has already fully displayed the king's breath. The courtyard, the ancient forest, the mountains and rivers are connected together. There are arrays in the array, based on Meng Fan's Realm naturally saw through the layout of the entire courtyard at a glance, even he couldn't help but curl his lips with a sigh.
The two old men in Tsing Yi took Meng Fan all the way to the depths of the Pishan Gate, and finally before they came to an ancient temple, one of the old men in Tsing Yi stretched out his palm, threw a waist card to Meng Fan, and whispered.
"The ancestors in the past had orders. Any disciple who enters the Pishan Gate should start from here. The name here is Tianxuan Palace. It is a place where I have learned from the past dynasties of the Pishan Gate and the place of many powerful people. Built for the ancestors of the past, it is extraordinary inside. There are seven floors in total. Only when you see the second floor can you walk out of it. Only then can you truly become my disciple of the Mountain Splitting Sect. do you understand?"
A place to collect classics!
Hearing this, Meng Fan raised his brows and asked in doubt.
"Is it important to have something inside? Dare to ask the two ancestors, which floor do you see?"
"Ahem..."
Upon hearing Meng Fan’s words, the expressions of the two old men in Tsing Yi suddenly changed, coughing twice, and said helplessly.
"Of course it's important. The two of us also... only see the third layer. Inside are the perceptions of many powerful people. Only when they are fully integrated can they get out of that layer. This is a means left by the ancestor himself. , Is extraordinary. It is said to set the foundation of my future generations to prevent people from cheating to gain benefits. It is impossible to do opportunism. The things inside are the same as the big bell, and they are not based on cultivation. It came, but according to comprehension, potential, etc. I said that this is something left by the ancestor himself. You will know it after you enter. If you can walk out of the seventh floor, then you can go to see the ancestor. It is said that from the beginning to the end of this attic, no one except the ancestor has walked out of the seventh floor!"
A faint voice fell, and the two old men in Tsing Yi also opened the door of the ancient attic, allowing Meng Fan to enter it.
Oh?
Meng Fan’s expression picked up, and he didn’t expect this Mountain Splitting Gate to think so thoughtfully. The Old Man Splitting Mountain was indeed a powerful character. Just in this Los Angeles city, he left such a method. It is an eternal sect, a must-have for talent selection. Even Meng Fan didn’t think of this before. This ancestor of Pishan personally set up a powerful test here, which is to be able to select from layers of talents. The person he wants, good spirit, good means!
Thinking in his heart, Meng Fan no longer hesitated, stepped down and stepped into this ancient attic.
A moment later, a powerful aura also enveloped him, immediately causing Meng Fan's expression to move. Even if it was him, his martial arts improved during this moment, his restricted body instinctively tightened, and he felt a powerful pressure.
In this attic, there should be a breath of the old man Pishan...