Just a few breaths later, there was a heavy vibration in Sikong Jing's head, and then Wu Mingshi also turned into an illusion in an instant, or in other words, he saw a huge illusion in his eyes...
Immediately afterwards, Sikong Jing seemed to see illusory figures practicing various martial arts in mid-air.
There are almost tens of thousands or even a hundred thousand martial arts, and among these illusory figures there seems to be a clock hanging out of thin air.
The clock is very huge, and it is quietly surrounded by countless illusory figures.
"The so-called ringing turns out to be because of this giant bell..."
Sikong Jing looked at the giant clock, and then his eyes swept across the illusory figures in the illusion.
"It's exactly what I heard. All the exercises are the most basic martial arts, all below the spiritual level."
“But it’s all-encompassing…”
"It seems to cover all the basic martial arts skills in the world, and viewers must sort out these martial arts skills in the illusion, and then go to the front of the giant bell and ring the giant bell."
After watching it for a while, Sikong Jing understood how to make Wu Mingshi vibrate.
After understanding the rules, he stared straight at the illusory figures. After twenty breaths, he also transformed into a phantom and rushed in, and a sword had already condensed in his hand...
Clang Clang Clang!
Sikong Jing's sword light continued to shoot out among a hundred thousand illusory figures, knocking out the sword wielders one by one.
It's like sorting out the martial arts in a phantom, and at the same time, you must pass through the attacks of other illusory figures, otherwise you will fail... And in the phantom, everyone is only at the peak of their martial arts enlightenment stage.
Including Sikong Jing's current phantom, he was also reduced to the peak of his martial arts stage by the rules of Tie Cang Wu Ming Stone.
In other words, he must be invincible in the same realm to be able to complete the problem in front of him.
Only people with super strong martial arts and combat experience can single out the sword wielder among so many figures.
And when Sikong Jing picked out all the sword wielders one by one, the illusory silhouettes of other weapons around him also disappeared in an instant, leaving only all the sword wielders standing in front of Sikong Jing and protecting the giant bell.
If you want to ring the giant bell, there is still one last hurdle...
It was Sikong Jing who had to use his sword skills to kill him until he came into contact with the giant bell.
"Interesting... kill!"
In response to this, Sikong Jing naturally killed him without hesitation.
He chopped all the way towards the giant bell, and again, his sword skills must be many times stronger than all the sword phantoms, and Sikong Jing... is of course much stronger!
Just when Sikong Jing kept killing the giant bell...
Near Wuming Stone, the deacon who was responsible for collecting money from Canggu Holy Peak stared at Sikong Jing...
One of them said: "This young man has not come back to his senses for so long. It seems that he has entered a fantasy world."
The second person smiled and replied: "It doesn't mean anything to enter the illusion. If you want to ring the giant bell...it's difficult."
The first person in front answered and replied: "There are very few people who can enter the illusion. The young man in black is very talented."
They collect money and manage it here. They have seen that at least 99% of the people cannot enter the illusion at all. They just fainted after taking a few glances at the Tie Cang Wu Ming Stone.
In other words, more than 99% of people can enter the illusion, and their talent is certainly good.
At this time, a third deacon came...
"Talent may be good, but those who can ring the giant bell are simply rare."
"There are countless people who can ring the three bells. Apart from our core disciples of the Holy Peak, and of course the core disciples of other top powers, I have not met one for several years."
"The young man in black doesn't look like a core disciple of the most powerful force, so he shouldn't be able to knock on the door."
Boom...
However, as soon as this person finished speaking, the Tie Cangwu Ming Stone suddenly... rang.
In an instant, the third person who spoke almost fell to the ground and stared at Sikong Jing in disbelief.
At the same time, the remaining dozens of spectators around also looked over, and of course they were extremely surprised.
The next moment, a figure flashed down, it was an old man.
Several money-collecting deacons quickly looked at the visitor and saluted: "Chief Cangyuan."
The old man is the boss who manages Tie Cang Wuming Stone, and of course he is also sent by Canggu Holy Peak.
The difficult problem of Tie Cang Wuming Stone is a huge source of income for Cang Ancient Sacred Peak, so Cang Yuan, the manager, has a high status.
Cang Yuan nodded, then looked at Sikong Jing and asked softly: "Can you knock a sound? What is the background of this person?"
"I don't know, it looks very ordinary." The deacons looked at each other and shook their heads.
Cang Yuan glanced at Sikong Jing a few more times and then frowned, staring without saying anything, with a slight expectation in his heart.
And not long after... boom!
The second ring rang, and dozens of people participating in the observation gradually gathered around. All of them had failed to observe and wanted to leave, but after the first ring, everyone stayed.
At the same time, now that the saint's guest is attracting attention, there are no new arrivals...
Therefore, there were only these dozens of onlookers at Tie Cang Wu Ming Shi, and of course Cang Yuan and several other working deacons.
At this time, Cang Yuan said in a low voice: "The second ring happened so quickly. It seems to be faster than the previous person. If I can surpass that person... that would be great."
The person he was talking about was Pei Yuzheng who knocked seven times. Cang Yuan certainly knew what the latter was doing.
Therefore, I am full of expectations for Sikong Jing.
But the little deacon next to him sighed: "The front almost means nothing. The seven rings are really too difficult."
Of course Cang Yuan knows this truth, because the difficulty will become more and more difficult as you go to the back. Most people will choose the best martial arts at the front, but the martial arts will become more unfamiliar as they go to the back.
Boom...
Suddenly, the third ring rang.
The dozens of people watching outside all widened their eyes. Three rings meant that the challenge was successful. If the challenger is willing, he can directly join Canggu Holy Peak and become a core disciple.
This is almost a matter of reaching the sky in one step.
Many young people in the field of Canggu Sacred Peak are desperately trying to ring the Wuming Stone.
Many people who were not very talented and were not favored when they were apprentices had another path just because of the existence of Tie Cang Wu Ming Shi.
Especially for non-combatants, they can have a shortcut to become the core disciples of Canggu Holy Peak.
Boom...
The fourth ring rang, and this sound made Cang Yuan's heart tremble.
My fists were clenched unconsciously, and I still had three rings before I could pass the person in front of me...
It must be exceeded!
At the same time, Sikong Jing in the illusion stared at the thousands of illusory figures in front of him and said in a low voice: "It is indeed abnormal. Every time you complete a ring, the number of enemies to charge will double, and the difficulty is getting bigger and bigger."
At the first ring, Sikong Jing picked out all the sword wielders and broke through all the sword wielders...
At the second ring, Sikong Jing singled out all the sword wielders, but what he needed to break through was the combination of sword wielders and sword wielders. The number of people doubled, and so on...
Now he is preparing to attack the fifth ring, so the number of people in front of him is already five times that of the first ring.
