"Okay, these shouldn't be what you can know. However, you have always been here. Even if I don't care about you, I will always give you the face of the person I brought you."

"This bell is called the Chaos Bell. It is said that it lives with the same life as the heaven and earth. It can listen to everything and distinguish the transformations. It is extraordinary. However, it weighs a million pounds, so although it is a bell, it is difficult to ring."

"The first five tones have been said, so let's talk about the sixth tone."

"Those who can make the bell ring six times must be the saints of the six saints, and the gods of the eight gods are actually transcendent."

"This seventh tone, the one who chose it is the master, but the existence of the world."

"However, you don't need to think too much, because although the seven sounds are recorded, there is no record."

"In other words, since the Chaos Bell exists in the world, no one in the world can ring seven times. Of course, it may be unfair to say this, so let's just say that those who can ring seven times are actually not something we can reach."

"Naturally, there will be no record on the Chaos Bell."

"As for the six sounds, there are some people, but from ancient times to the present, there are only a handful of them."

After hearing this introduction, Han Sanqian understood everything, and it was basically in line with his initial judgment of it. He nodded: "After you said this, Han Sanqian is somewhat looking forward to his ability to make a few sounds."

"You?" the old man smiled softly.

The next second, a white phantom slowly appeared on the high platform.

"I have never liked to attack others, but young people, you really make me want to complain. With your appearance, not to mention ringing the bell, even if it is this bell hammer, I'm afraid you can't take it."

After saying that, the white shadow suddenly raised his hand, and the huge clock hammer hanging on the pillar flew directly towards Han Sanqian.

Although Han Sanqian's skills have declined, the amplitude of the huge clock hammer is not directed at Han Sanqian. As Han Sanqian gives in, he lets him go.

Buzz!

With a dull sound, the huge clock hammer hit Han Sanqian's feet hard half a meter in front of him.

On the ground, several huge cracked patterns were almost visible to the naked eye. The huge hammer not only smashed the strong stone bricks of the platform into a huge deep pit, but also made the entire platform shaking.

At that moment, the guard against Buddha had a huge weight of a thousand pounds falling from the sky.

"Try it." The white shadow laughed softly.

Han Sanqian glanced at him, then looked at the clock hammer that hit the ground.

Although, to some extent, this bell hammer looks like a light thing, if you look closely, it is not something that is extremely heavy.

At least, judging from its overall quality and size, even if Han Sanqian is full of strength, it is at most a thousand pounds.

If you have to estimate it at a higher level, it will weigh at most 5,000 kilograms.

Five thousand jin, not to mention a mortal, even for a practitioner of Taoism, the weight is really not light.

Now Han Sanqian has lost his cultivation level, and to some extent, it is indeed far beyond his affordable range.

Not to mention picking it up to ring the bell, even if you want to just pick it up, it will probably be an extremely difficult move.

However, he had come and had climbed so far. There was no reason to give up halfway. Thinking of this, Han Sanqian smiled and then gently held the handle of the clock hammer and took advantage of the momentum to lift it.

"kindness……"

Just a muffled groan, something extremely embarrassing happened...

I only heard Han Sanqian hum, but I didn’t know that the bell hammer that fell to the ground had any movement.

Even though Han Sanqian had already used too much force at this time, his whole face was both red and full of hideousness.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"This is someone who brought it back. I have to ring the bell. It's so funny."

"The most interesting thing about this man is that he can't even pick up the bell hammer, and he actually dreams of ringing the bell. What's even more outrageous is that he has the face to ask someone what the six or seven bells mean. I'm fucking, if I were him, I would have wanted to go straight into the cracks in the ground."

There were ridicule everywhere, and the atmosphere was awkward.

However, Han Sanqian knew very well that if you want to be embarrassed, the only choice is not to feel embarrassed, but to shut up.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian re-electioned his capacity, then held the bell hammer handle tightly and exerted force...

"Come on me!"
Chapter completed!