Chapter 122 An old sword master walked out of the bottom of the lake and pledged the entire Sword Pond Palace [please vote]

The melodious bells gradually spread out, like a giant deep-sea whale that was about to fall, emitting its last mournful cry towards the human world.

The bell rings thirty-six, and swords hang all over the city!

In Jinguan City, the light rain was as moist as a crisp, pouring down densely, contaminating the swords one after another that were pulled and hung up by an inexplicable force. The water flow gathered and dripped along the sword tips, like swords.

In tears.

All the people in the city, whether they were footmen and traders, literati, singers and prostitutes, or the practitioners in Jinguan City who were wielding swords, looked at this vision that shocked the entire city, and they were all in awe.

This kind of situation with swords hanging all over the city has never happened in Jinguan City, and there is no record of it in any ancient books.

The sword tomb screamed loudly, and all the swords hung in the city, as if they were watching the dead swords and saying their final farewell.

What happened in Jianchi Palace, and who is the person who beats this time-honored sword bell?

Many people are curious and have great curiosity about the person who can ring the bell thirty-six times.

Facing the sword bell, being able to ring the bell represents the relationship with the sword, and ringing thirty-six...what does it mean?

Even the people and practitioners living in Jinguan City can hardly imagine the meaning behind these thirty-six bells.

Even the old sword master who protected the Sword Pool Palace for many years could only ring the bell thirty-five times!

But could the person who struck such a bell wave have the potential to become a new generation of swordsman?!

In the Jianchi Palace.

There was silence, and everyone looked in the direction of Jianchi Lake in silence, feeling the sound of the bell that had disappeared but still seemed to be echoing in their ears.

What kind of person can actually ring such a bell?

The disciples of Jianchi Palace were filled with endless curiosity, because this person not only created a legend, but also broke the unprecedented record of Jianchi Palace.

After ringing the bell for eighteen times, the Jianchi Palace can forge a second-grade sword for him.

Now, this person directly rings the bell thirty-six, which has doubled. Such a person... I am afraid that he will definitely become a guest of Jianchi Palace!

You can even provoke the swordsmith master to forge a first-grade sword for him!

In front of Jianchi Lake.

The breeze was gentle, carrying the cold water vapor.

Anle stood in front of the cracked stone platform, sweating profusely, and the white clothes on his body were soaked with sweat.

He was breathing heavily, and every inch of flesh and blood in his body seemed to be trembling. Like light rain falling on him, the hot blood directly evaporated into misty steam.

Anle's mind and body felt exhausted like never before, as if they had exhausted all their strength and exhausted all their mind.

Compared with when he used [Heroic Inducer] to swing his sword in front of the Tianxuan Palace of Lin'an Mansion and strike down the Zhao family emperor with a palm, shattering the soul formation that covered the entire white jade square, he was even more tired and exhausted.

Even though Anle's cultivation level has allowed him to enter the Double Five Realm, the fatigue still surges out uncontrollably.

Of course, Anle was not worried in the slightest. He knew that this was the result of the divine communication between the Tongshen Sword Body and the ancient sword bell and the sword tomb where many swords were buried.

Ringing the bell thirty-six depends not only on fate.

It is also a divine exchange between the divine sword body and the dying sword soul of the dead sword.

Anle sat down on the stone platform, raised his hand and gently patted the sword bell, which had become extremely hot due to the continuous vibration of the bell waves.

A wisp of innate energy gushed out from the inner alchemy, in the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows, and behind the soul, there was a little glow!

When exercising the body and stepping into the five realms, lingering with the innate energy, refining the spirit is also stepping into the five realms and sitting in oblivion, and the rosy glow of sitting and forgetting will appear behind you.

Touching the sword bell with the palm of his hand, it seems that the sword souls of the dead swordsmen have all returned and gathered in this sword bell.

Every sword has its own story and its own soul.

Even though they have died, they still leave traces of time.

Anle stood up and looked at the sword bell that had fallen on the stone platform again. At this moment, he seemed to have an invisible Qi connection with this ancient bell.

If possible, he could even move the sword bell easily.

He smiled, turned around and walked off the stone platform.

The breath all over my body is steaming, like the clouds filling the air.

The white clothes became dry, and the green mountains and ink pools fell on the waist. The ink pool experienced this baptism of sword bells and bells, and the impurities on the sword seemed to have faded away a lot.

This sword reached the fifth rank due to absorbing the spirit of calligraphy and ink. Under the baptism of thirty-six bells, it was directly promoted to rank.

From a fifth-grade sword weapon, he was promoted to a fourth-grade sword weapon.

The spirit of calligraphy and ink in the sword has not increased. After all, Anle has not painted or composed poems in these days, and has done very little in writing, so the sword has not been cultivated and cultivated.

However, the improvement in the sword's rank this time is not due to the aura of calligraphy and ink, but because of the changes that have taken place in the sword itself. The impurities in the sword body are washed away by the bell waves, bathed in the sword's aura, and the sword is derived.

The soul of the weapon.

This is the key to Mochi's promotion to the fourth rank.

Qingshan has been cleansed by Zhong Bo, but his rank has not improved.

But Anle could feel that the connection between himself and Qingshan was getting closer and closer. He even vaguely saw the clouds and mist in front of the mountain being swept away by the bell wave, revealing a mountain road shrouded in clouds and mist.

As long as he steps on this road, he can climb the green mountain and collect the ancient scriptures completely.

The joy of sweat has evaporated, and the hair is flying, feeling refreshed. At this moment, it is like a sword fairy walking out from the side of the sword bell.

Everyone's eyes fell on the young man who created the miracle of Jianchi Palace.

The bell rings thirty-six, which is incredible!

Su Muzhe's eyes were shining with excitement. She now believed what Zhao Huangting said that Anle could bring hope to Jianchi Palace.

Zhao Huangting's eyes were filled with relief, and there was a smug smile on his lips.

Beside him was the shirtless Wan Jie Liu. Wan Jie Liu looked directly at An Le, full of excitement.

In addition, on the bluestone road, the disciples of Jianchi Palace who were originally in the mood to ring the bell, all looked at them with enthusiasm, excitement, and awe.

Thirty-six times after the bell rings, you will see the Sword Immortal!

The young man at this moment is the sword fairy in their hearts!

Even Lu Shisan, who was shocked by Zhong Bo and vomited blood, clenched his fists and his face was full of excitement, without the slightest hint of dissatisfaction or dissatisfaction.

He only rang fifteen bells. Compared with the thirty-six bells of the magnificent young man in front of him, he was a scumbag.

But what does it matter?

I will have no regrets if I can listen to the thirty-six chimes of the sword bell in this life!

What's more, Lu Shisan also gained a lot from Zhong Bo's baptism.

The practitioners on the Star List of Dali Kingdom also looked at Anle in surprise. As those who were sent by the Dali Imperial Master to the Jianchi Palace all year round, they knew very well how difficult it was to ring the sword bell, and they had to ring more.

It's even harder to ring.

Even Lu Ziwei, who is number one on the Star List, only knocked seventeen times.

Lu Ziwei's eyes trembled slightly. At this moment, she was very curious about this young man who looked like a sword fairy. When did such a person appear in the Great Zhao Dynasty?

But he saw the handsome young man walking towards him like a swordsman, and his eyes fell on the second prince Zhao Pei.

Anle didn't recognize Zhao Pei, but he could vaguely guess his identity.

Wearing fine clothes, he is full of pampering and the nobility of being in a high position.

Zhao Huangting once told him that there was a second prince who was practicing in the Tianshi Mansion and ranked second on the Little Saint List, second only to Zhao Xianyou, a genius of the Zhao family.

Now, it should be referring to the person in front of me.

When he was in Jiangling Mansion City before, the old Taoist who took action came from Tianshi Mansion, and Anle guessed that the second prince should have appeared.

"Second Prince, it's your turn to ring the bell, please."

An Le's white clothes were billowing, her sleeves were filled with the breeze, her hair was flying, her eyes fell on the second prince, and she spoke calmly.

For a moment, everyone's eyes swept over and fell on the second prince, Zhao Pei.

Earlier, they also saw this man in rich clothes, casually jumping in line and climbing onto the stone platform, trying to ring the bell before the young man.

As a result, he was thrown off the stone platform by the Tianlong momentum burst out from the young man.

At this moment, the young man has finished ringing the bell. Logically speaking, it is indeed this man's turn.

Zhao Pei's face was cold and calm, and the golden sand between his brows was slightly cracked. Although it was still being repaired, this meant that the connection between him and the Purple Qi Golden Lotus had been weakened a lot, and he had to spend time cultivating it.

Only then can the connection between the Purple Qi Golden Lotus and itself be restored to a close relationship.

As for going on stage and ringing the bell…

It is absolutely impossible for Zhao Pei to ring the sword bell at this time.

To go on stage right now is to humiliate yourself.

Even if he possesses the Purple Qi Golden Lotus, there is no guarantee that he can ring the bell eighteen times, let alone, there is a despairing record of thirty-six times of peace and happiness ahead.

He was demoralized by An Le's invincible power, and his connection with the Purple Qi Golden Lotus was shattered by the continuous bell waves...

At this time, he would not stupidly go on stage to ring the bell.

The second prince, Zhao Peihua, dressed in hunting clothes, took a deep look at Anle, without making any movement, turned around and walked away towards King Jiangling and Zhenren Li of the Tianshi Mansion who were holding umbrellas in the distance.
To be continued...