Ji Mo carefully cleaned the patina on the surface of the bronze bell, for fear of accidentally damaging it.
After the rust stains were cleaned, the black-yellow clock body was revealed. This is the true color of the ancient clock.
On the outside of the clock, the sun, moon, stars, earth, water, fire and wind are engraved.
Inside, there are scenes of mountains, rivers, seas, and thousands of ethnic groups.
With his heart in his throat, Ji Mo carefully identified the two ancient characters on the bell body and confirmed them again and again.
"That's right, it's the word 'chaos'. Could this ancient clock really be the legendary Chaos Bell!"
Ji Mo's heart was filled with turmoil.
Chaos Bell, the innate chaos treasure, the component of the Kaitian Sacred Artifact!
In Chinese myths and legends, one of the three innate treasures has the power to suppress/suppress the Hongmeng world, reverse the power of time and space in the heavens, and evolve the mysteries of heaven.
"Is this an imitation? Or is it a real Chaos Clock that has withstood an unimaginable battle and was beaten into a broken weapon?"
Ji Mo was a little unsure.
According to legend, the Chaos Clock has infinite mysteries and endless creations. It can imprison time and suppress space, and can reflect the attacks of magic weapons in the world and ignore all magical powers.
If it was really the Chaos Clock, who could beat it until it was full of cracks and almost smashed into pieces?
Ji Mo is more inclined to think that this is just an imitation. Otherwise, even the legendary supreme innate treasure was almost smashed to pieces. How terrifying would the person who made the move be?
Anyone who dares to smash China's treasure must be an enemy. Who can compete with an existence of this level?
"Fake, it must be a fake."
Ji Mo panicked inside and clutched the Chaos Clock nervously, thinking it was a fake.
However, he did not notice that with his amazing hand strength, even the Immortal Gold Divine Iron could be easily crushed, but at this time it had no effect on the small bronze bell.
There was even a small cut in the palm of his hand, and bright red blood dropped out.
The blood beads that poured out were instantly absorbed by the Chaos Clock.
The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and seas on the Chaos Clock seem to be coming to life, shining with nine colors of light.
However, this vision only flashed by and disappeared in an instant.
Ji Hanhan didn't notice it, but Si Xiang's consciousness next to him was too sharp, and he sensed an indescribable sense of terror and oppression that disappeared in a flash. He was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground on the spot.
"Even if it's a fake, it's still a good thing. It can be used to burn those old pornographic objects in the future."
Ji Mo calmed down his nervous mood and tied the Chaos Clock around his hair, feeling happy in his heart.
He felt that with this powerful treasure, he had finally taken a big step on the road to becoming a monk, and he would be more confident when walking outside in the future.
With the Chaos Clock on his head, the Moon God Ring on his hand, and the Void Shuttle hanging around his neck, Ji Hanhan has a bit of an unconventional aura. Fortunately, he has a good-looking appearance and a unique charm.
The Paradise Plateau is originally the pure land of Buddhism and is peaceful.
But at this time, the land was filled with grief and devastation, and mummies and skeletons could be seen everywhere.
The previous ravages of the Dark Magic Wheel had taken away the lives of nearly a hundred thousand creatures, and the air was filled with the suffocating smell of blood.
The Bright Light Buddha died, and the Dark Magic Wheel was sealed by the Bodhi tree, but the damage caused still made all those who survived feel heavy.
I was lucky enough to escape this time, but what about next time?
The most frightening thing in the world is watching death coming and being unable to do anything about it.
Of course, some people were excited. It was those believers who believed in Ji Mo. They seemed to be favored by the god of luck, and no one was killed or injured.
"Believe in the Holy Buddha and there will be no disaster!"
These believers firmly believed that it was the result of Ji Mo's protection, and they respected Ji Mo even more.
At the same time, he also began to show Amway Jimo's compassion to outsiders and publicize his deeds of saving people.
Ji Mo did have a kind heart, and organized the monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple to save the souls of the dead, appease everyone, and bury those who died tragically.
Of course, in the past, Buddha prayed for wealthy people, but now Ji Mo requires all monks to be compassionate, do things that benefit the people, and save themselves and others.
From now on, Xiaoleiyin Temple completely changed its appearance and became a true Buddhist holy place.
After the matter at Xiaoleiyin Temple was resolved, Ji Mo began to return home alone.
He did not take away the Yin-Yang Bodhi Tree, but planned to transplant it after building the Sky City.
As for Si unlike, Ji Mo also left him at Xiaoleiyin Temple, asking him to take good care of those bald heads and develop the Paradise Plateau.
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The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with red clouds.
A big river flows windingly with silvery waves.
On the vast river, smoke waves rippled, waves jumped, and the waves made a pleasant sound.
Floating on the water plants by the river was a palm-sized pink clownfish.
The clownfish's eyes were closed tightly, its belly had turned white, bright red blood was flowing all over its body, and it was dying.
It was seriously injured, and if it didn't receive treatment, it might not last much longer.
The clownfish's gills were shaking slightly, and it was breathing weakly. Its eyelids tried hard to open, but they failed in the end.
"No...please, don't kill my parents..."
The clown fish's mouth squirmed, and human speech came out. The voice was soft and soft, but full of endless despair and sadness.
Its mind was no longer clear, it was blurry, and memories from a few days ago appeared in its mind.
The blue water was dyed crimson with blood, and a large part of the crystal palace on the seabed collapsed.
His ears were filled with the heart-rending wails of the tribesmen.
Two figures, one white and one red, with bright scales flowing all over their bodies, guarding a young figure and fighting bloody battles.
And around them, they were densely surrounded by sharks, sea monsters, giant beasts of the deep, etc.
"Daughter, run away... run far away, find a place to hide, and never go back to the sea..."
The two figures, white and red, were outnumbered and could no longer hold on.
They used their remaining power to forcefully cast teleportation spells to send the young figure out.
"Hey, you want to escape? No one can escape today, you are destined to be exterminated..."
An extremely cold voice sounded, followed by a blast of terrifying energy.
Fortunately, the teleportation technique succeeded at the last moment, and the young figure escaped successfully.
However, he was still hit by the energy aftermath and his body was severely injured.
This is why the clownfish appears here. Its race suffered a catastrophe, and it was the only one to survive.
But it was obvious that her injuries were too serious and she still couldn't survive.
"Hey, the signal fluctuation is nearby. That fish that slipped through the net should be hiding here."
In mid-air, several sharks flew over the clouds and mist.
They held a special magic weapon in their hands, and the light glowed brighter and brighter, proving that they were getting closer to the target they were chasing.
"There, on the water plants by the river. Haha, we finally caught it."
Several sharks discovered the clownfish, excitedly landed on the ground, and rushed towards the water plants by the river.
They want to eradicate the roots and completely exterminate this race.