Chapter 6370: Miserable
Under Wentian Mountain.
Everyone was stunned.
In the past few years, countless great men have come to climb the mountain. There are some strong physical cultivators who climb very fast, but there is no one who can fly on the mountain.
The pressure is so great that ordinary people can go up without being pressed to their knees.
Especially at 80,000 meters, it is very difficult to continue walking, let alone flying into the air.
Even some powerful demon cultivators can't do it.
After a long time, the jade-faced scholar sighed: "We are all confined to the ground and look at the sky from a well! But we don't know that in this world, there are always mountains outside the mountains and heavens outside the sky."
What do you think?
"Can't you see it? His Tianlong Demonic Bone Art has already reached its peak..."
The pupils of the world shrank.
They all knew that Chu Yan had mastered the art, but there was always a difference between mastering and achieving it.
"This mountain exists for the Tianlong Demonic Bone Art. Now that he has mastered it, the pressure of the white mist is naturally unnecessary. This mountain... is already a decoration for him, and there is no difficulty at all."
The Jade-faced Scholar said: "It is inevitable that this boy will reach the top. Now it depends on whether he can ring the Questioning Heaven Bell."
Everyone fell silent again.
Just because everyone understands that climbing a mountain and ringing a bell are two different things.
It is difficult to climb the Wentian Mountain, but in the past tens of millions of years, some people have reached the top.
The Jade-faced Scholar just said that some people have mastered the Tianlong Demonic Bone Art in these years.
Although they are all demon cultivators, they have also mastered it.
For Wentian Mountain, there is no distinction between humans and demons. It only depends on whether you can master the art.
Therefore, those demon cultivators who have mastered the art have actually reached the top of Wentian Mountain.
However...
They have only reached the top of Wentian Mountain. Mountain.
As for ringing the bell, no one can do it.
Ringing the bell... is another matter.
It is difficult to climb Mount Wentian, and it is even more difficult to ring the Wentian Bell!
It is as difficult as climbing to the sky!
But this time, Baisui looked up at the figure who was about to reach the top, and his mind changed.
Before coming to Mount Wentian, he, like many people present, was not optimistic about Chu Yan.
Chu Yan has always been very confident, but Baisui understands that who is not a genius in Tianlong Valley?
But now he doesn't think so.
Instead, he muttered in his heart: "Is it really impossible to ring it? "
He said nothing more.
I don't know when Chu Yan has changed his senses little by little.
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On the Wentian Mountain.
After Chu Yan's skills were perfected, he was as light as a swallow.
The endless white fog no longer put pressure on him.
But at this time, he was about to reach the top, turned around and looked down the mountain, his expression was slightly startled.
Because he found that the eyes of the people at the foot of the mountain had all changed.
No one was optimistic about him.
Chu Yan laughed: "It's weird. When I was climbing the mountain, I was still thinking that I was not used to the lack of ridicule in my ears. Now I am about to reach the top and ring the bell, but they are not trusting it?"
Xiao Jiu said dimly: "As you can imagine, this bell is more difficult than the mountain."
Chu Yan nodded: "It's okay, their eyes are good, they don't laugh at me, I'm still a little uncomfortable, I feel that I haven't pretended to be at the top, now they look at me with this look. "
"Wait for me to ring the Wentian Bell, surprise them all, and slap them in the face. "
Xiao Jiu said speechlessly: "Bad taste."
Chu Yan laughed and continued to climb the mountain.
He was a little excited in his heart.
After ringing the Questioning Bell... maybe I can see Qing Yi.
This is what he cares about most at the moment.
As for how others see him, it really doesn't matter at all.
Qing Yi...it's been a long time since I saw you.
Dong Dong Dong!
Three big steps in a row.
Chu Yan finally stepped onto the top of the mountain.
Turned around and looked.
"It's so high!"
At this height, Chu Yan found that if he didn't deliberately bless his eyes with the avenue, he couldn't actually see the people below the mountain, let alone the contempt in their eyes.
Chu Yan chuckled: "Sure enough, this person has to stand a little higher. At this position, I can no longer see the expressions of the people below. "
Xiao Jiu nodded: "That's the truth. "
Chu Yan retracted his gaze and looked around.
The top of Wentian Mountain is different from ordinary mountains.
This mountaintop feels more like an altar, and in the center of the altar is a huge golden ancient bell.
The ancient bell is engraved with Sanskrit from an unknown era, and there is a faint golden light around it.
"Is this the Wentian Bell?"
Chu Yan stepped forward and walked to the bell step by step.
Here, no one can see it from the bottom of the mountain.
Many people below are talking.
"I can't see it."
"I don't know if he can ring it."
"It's not difficult to ring it, it mainly depends on how many times he can ring it." A person who has been hanging around Wentian Mountain for many years said: "Some demon cultivators have climbed to the top of the mountain before and successfully rang the Wentian Bell, but that doesn't count."
"The Wentian Bell is considered to be truly activated only when it rings nine times in a row. Only those who ring it nine times in a row are considered successful and can make a wish to Tianlong Valley. "
Boom!!!
At this moment, everyone's heart was shaken.
Suddenly raised his head.
Outside the sky, a bell sounded like thunder, and it spread out directly, reaching infinity.
The jade-faced scholar narrowed his eyes: "It's ringing! The first sound!"
Bai Sui and Nangong Qing were both nervous.
If you can't see it, it's unknown, which will inevitably make people worry.
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The top of the Questioning Heaven Mountain.
Chu Yan was covered in blood at this time, and his forehead was bulging with blue veins. Sweat as big as beans flowed wildly, and a small pool formed under his body.
He gasped for breath, and his eyes were filled with fear and disbelief!
Yes!
He just struck the Questioning Heaven Bell, and then it became like this!
The moment the bell rang, he felt as if he was about to be crushed. The sound came like a raging tide, drilling into every pore of his body, as if crushing his entire body once, and finally reorganizing it.
The point is... this is only one sound.
Chu Yan also heard it before climbing the mountain.
The Questioning Heaven Bell... Nine sounds combined into one, it is considered successful.
Isn't the Questioning Heaven Bell behind it even more terrifying?
Chu Yan looked up at the Questioning Heaven Bell, and his hands were actually shaking a little.
In this world... is there really anyone who can withstand nine shocks?
But besides this, do I have a better way to become famous?
Chu Yan was a little dissatisfied.
Dong!
Suddenly, he struck again.
"Ah!!!"
Almost instantly, his pupils dilated, and the sound waves of the Questioning Heaven Bell came. He only felt that his bones seemed to be brittle, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person half-knelt on the ground.
What Dao pattern, what Dao, everything is meaningless in front of this bell!
