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Just when everyone was confused, the fourth sound came out.
The sound that appeared this time shocked the people present even more.
The sound was thick and long, making the rubble on the hall rustle, and a large amount of dust falling from the top of the head.
The entire Heavenly Temple suddenly became silent. Whether it was the disciples and elders in the main hall or the disciples far away in the outer sect, they all put down their work and looked over here.
"The stars are falling and the morning is shining, the evening bell is the holy feather!"
Nangong Yaoji looked outside the hall.
It was still early morning, and suddenly a large number of stars fell down, and the sun turned red, as if twilight was falling.
An even more terrifying scene appeared. Birds from thousands of miles away were flying towards this side rapidly, and there were many holy feathers among them.
The only birds that can be called sacred are the Phoenix and the Suzaku.
The disciples in the field were completely shocked, with everyone's mouths wide open and expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"What happened? How could there be a strange phenomenon in heaven and earth?"
Not to mention those elite disciples, even the Holy Son in the field looked confused.
There were only those elders and five palace masters whose expressions changed continuously.
This is a scene that the Holy Son will only appear at the 18th hour.
When there is a scene of stars setting in the morning and holy feathers falling in the evening, the eighteenth bell of the Son of God will surely accompany it.
Since the establishment of the Temple of Heaven, only the first generation of ancestors and the Eighteen Bells of the Holy Son have appeared, and they have been recorded in the books. Since then, they have never appeared again.
Liu Wuxie's consciousness was still struggling, trying to get rid of the control of the Holy Child Bell.
The light released from the inside of the Saint Child Bell became stronger and stronger, completely wrapping Liu Wuxie's body.
"What a powerful saint's glory!"
The color of shock in the eyes of the Master of Qinglong Palace became more and more intense.
When he was promoted to the Holy Son, the Holy Son's bell rang eleven times, and the Glory of the Saint appeared, but compared with Liu Wuxie, it was not at the same level.
After receiving the baptism of the saint's glory, Liu Wuxie's physical body was undergoing transformation.
In the unified realm of heaven and earth, the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, the body of a true dragon, and the ten thousand barrier shields are constantly merging.
Practicing too many physical skills, although powerful, has obvious drawbacks.
Some skills began to conflict, such as the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons and the Body of the True Dragon.
Under the transformation of the Saint's Glory, the shortcomings in Liu Wuxie's body are slowly being eliminated.
What's even more terrifying is that the veins in his body are approaching the bloodline of a saint.
Since ancient times, there have been no more than ten people in the bloodline of saints, and the first generation ancestor of the Heavenly Temple is one of them.
"Dong dong dong!"
The Holy Son's bell rang three times at the same time, and together with the previous four, there were already seven.
There are hundreds of saints in the entire Heavenly Temple, but only a few of them have seven rings, and most of them have three or five rings.
Even if the Holy Son Bell no longer rings, Liu Wuxie's talent has already surpassed that of many people.
The sound of the bells continues for a long time, like a river in the mountains, making a trickling sound.
It's like a cool breeze blowing on your face, making your whole body feel refreshed.
Like rocks falling down into the mountain stream, there was a dull echo.
Like a woman crying, it makes people heartbroken.
Like a baby falling to the ground, it exudes the power of life.
…
Various artistic conceptions filled their minds.
"Weng!"
Unable to control themselves, several saints successfully achieved breakthroughs in cultivation.
"I actually got promoted?"
Feeling the surging domain spirit in the body, the promoted disciples' faces were full of disbelief.
For the disciples who have not been promoted, the laws in their bodies, as well as the domain spirit, have been condensed again.
The Holy Son Bell began to affect everything around them, affecting their minds and their cultivation.
The promoted disciples stood up one after another and bowed in the direction of Saint Zi Zhong. They had been trapped in this realm for too long, thanks to Liu Wuxie.
What they open is not a shackles, but more of a state of mind.
Without Liu Wuxie, it would be difficult for them to make any progress in their cultivation throughout their lives.
The ringing of the Holy Son's bell was like an enlightenment, which not only opened up their realm, but also opened up their understanding of cultivation.
Hatred can really blind a person's eyes sometimes.
After opening their hearts, they looked at Liu Wuxie with more respect and piety.
"Kakaka!"
Liu Wuxie's body was like a chicken breaking out of its shell, and there was a slight clicking sound.
His bones are being reshaped, and every inch of flesh and bone is moving closer to perfection.
That incomparable feeling made Liu Wuxie, who was in the Holy Son Bell, feel it clearly.
"The Holy Child Bell is transforming his body!"
Liu Wuxie quickly understood. He didn't expect that when he tested the Holy Son Fu, he was approved by the Holy Son Bell.
"boom!"
A prehistoric energy spurted out from Liu Wuxie's body, and his realm soared rapidly.
Just now he was at the eighth level of the Virtual God, but in an instant, he was promoted to the ninth level of the Virtual God.
All of this is the result of the Holy Son Bell.
Wang Zhonghe and others were standing outside the hall, their faces gloomy and terrifying.
The strange thing is that for people with hatred, the sound of the Holy Son's Bell is like a magic spell, making Wang Zhonghe feel very uncomfortable all over.
On the contrary, those who are kind-hearted are affected by the Holy Son's Bell, and their mood has improved to a higher level.
Everyone's nerves were numb. Some of the disciples who were previously hostile to Liu Wuxie put aside their grudges, closed their eyes, and felt the influence of the Holy Son Bell.
"Dong dong dong dong!"
Four rings in a row, each ring was filled with the sound of the great avenue, as if the whole world had fallen into silence, and only the sound of the Holy Son Bell echoed in the huge Temple of Heaven.
A large number of outer disciples, influenced by Saint Son Zhong, have made breakthroughs in cultivation.
A large number of inner disciples, influenced by Saint Son Zhong, have made breakthroughs in cultivation.
A large number of elite disciples, influenced by Saint Son Zhong, have made breakthroughs in cultivation.
Most of the elders were influenced by the Holy Son Bell and their state of mind was improved.
The palace master promoted Liu Wuxie as the Holy Son in an unusual way, which caused the sect to be filled with complaints. All kinds of discordant voices spread throughout the sect. Some people even reported that Liu Wuxie was the palace master's illegitimate son.
As the Holy Son's Bell rang, all the negativity and all the noise disappeared into nothingness at this moment.
What happened in the Holy Son Hall was like a strong wind, quickly spreading throughout the entire sect, and the disciples who had benefited bowed to the Holy Son Hall one after another.
All of this was thanks to Liu Wuxie. Even if the palace master promoted Liu Wuxie to the position of elder, they would not have any objections.
The five palace masters closed their eyes, and they were also feeling the changes in the Holy Child Bell.
When Nangong Yaoji was promoted, she only had twelve rings, and the glory of the saint she received may not be as rich as Liu Wuxie's.
Liu Wuxie had the glory of a saint at the first ring, but they only came down a little at the end.
"Dong dong dong!"
To be continued...