My uncles are all big guys

Chapter 82 The Inhumane Shangqing Sect (Please subscribe!)

Before the Taoist finished speaking, the purple-robed Taoist and several old men had disappeared.

Others also stood up and walked out of the hall, Yufeng headed in one direction.

When they arrived, they saw the purple-robed Taoist and the old men standing in front of a simple Taoist bell.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The bell was still ringing, and Taoist Minghe, who suggested that Uncle Jiu be responsible for a node, silently counted the number of times the bell rang.

With each addition, the joy on his face became more joyful.

"97...98..."

When they heard that the other party had counted 98, all the Taoists who rushed over showed horror on their faces.

Everyone present has not been practicing for countless years and has seen countless big scenes. For them, except for the destruction of the world, it is difficult for them to be moved by anything else.

But now they showed shocked expressions because of the numbers Minghe Dao said.

This Taoist bell is one of the Shangqing sect's magic weapons. It is said to be an immortal weapon.

In addition to protecting the Shangqing sect, it also has other functions.

Every Shangqing Sect disciple worships the Initiate Sect, and his aura will be drawn by the Dao Zhong. If he is killed in the outside world, a noise will be made, the management will be notified, and the cause will be investigated.

In addition to early warning, it also has the function of announcing good news.

If a disciple in the sect breaks through to the real person realm, the Dao bell will ring to celebrate, notify the entire sect, and encourage other disciples to work hard.

But what ordinary disciples don't know is that the number of times the bell rings has another meaning, which only the upper class people know.

Everyone has different talent and potential for cultivation, and the upper limit they can reach is also different.

Some people have reached the real state through countless years of accumulation, but their potential has been exhausted, and they may never move forward in this life.

But some people have extraordinary talents, and reaching the real state is just the beginning. There will be a broader future in the future.

In order not to waste the sect's resources, an ancestor of the Shangqing Sect added this function to the Dao Bell.

He judged the talent into ten levels, with the first level being the worst, and reaching the tenth level, it goes without saying.

Every ten times the bell rings is a level. The more times the bell rings, the higher the level.

There is also an inside story that only the leader knows.

Only those who have passed the sixty-ring mark can be further trained.

If Wang Xiao knew this statement, he would definitely suspect that the person who made this rule was a time traveler and a scumbag at that.

Otherwise, why would there be such a big resentment about the passing and perfect score systems, and even directly formulated them, making it difficult for future generations of disciples.

In this Dharma-ending era, if someone reaches the real state, these elders of the Shangqing Sect will be very happy.

But what they never expected was that this man's talent was so extraordinary.

Grandmaster is on top, he has already reached 98, and is only two clicks away from reaching the peak.

From the time this clock was set up until now, the most it has rung is eighty-six. That big shot is also the only one who has ascended to the immortal world in hundreds of years.

98 times, which big shot from heaven is descending to earth? Why didn't you say hello in advance? It's so easy to scare people to death if this happens suddenly!
  The bell stopped ringing at 98 strokes, but the body of the giant bell was still trembling slightly, as if pregnant with the next sound.

The leader, who looked serious in front of everyone, turned into a sincere believer at this moment, bowing to the bronze bell and mumbling incessantly.

"Ring again...please, ring it again...I don't ask for more, just one moment!"

The others did not laugh at the leader's appearance. In fact, they were not much better, and they all looked at the bronze bell expectantly.

The ninety-eight rings have exceeded the ancestors of all generations, but people's hearts are greedy, and who doesn't want more and better.

Under the prayers of the leader and the gaze of everyone, the bronze bell rang again with a trembling sound, as if it was a difficult childbirth.

"Hahaha, ninety-nine!"

The leader suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.

The elders around also had happy smiles on their faces.

"Still shaking..."

A shout of surprise rang out, attracting everyone's attention again.

Sure enough, after ringing ninety-nine times, the bell did not stop, but was still trembling slightly.

"Could it be..."

The leader suddenly covered his chest.

This damn feeling of happiness is so exciting.

Heaven is above, a hundred blows, a hundred blows, this is not a god descending to earth, this is the reincarnation of a saint.

Amid everyone's nervous and anxious anticipation, the bronze bell that had protected the Shangqing Sect for countless years buzzed without making a sound, but cracked and cracked.

The leader's heart trembled, and he rushed over to check. But as soon as his hand touched the bronze bell, he heard a crash...

The clock...is broken! !

The scene was deathly quiet. Everyone stared blankly at the broken bronze bell, and did not move for a long time.

"It's broken, it's broken..."

The leader, who was still holding the fragments in his hands, looked at his hands blankly.

However, it only took a moment before he roared angrily, threw the fragments in his hand into the sky, and knelt down facing the Patriarch Hall.

"Thank you, the Patriarch, for giving me the eternal Qilin son of the Shangqing Sect. I will live up to my expectations and train this son with all my strength to protect the prosperity of the Shangqing Sect for thousands of years!"

He knocked his head hard on the ground, then stood up and looked at all the elders, raised his hands above his head and roared to the sky.

"The heavens are swaying, and my Dao is prosperous!"

The bell was broken, but everyone understood its meaning.

This child's potential has surpassed Dao Zhong's detection. There are countless factors in it. Dao Zhong couldn't bear it and broke open.

It is heartbreaking to lose an immortal weapon, but compared to the prosperity of the sect, an immortal weapon is nothing.

As long as this Qilin'er is around, let alone one or ten items, the leader will not blink an eyelid.

There are people above and below, that’s why I, the Shangqing sect, are so heroic.

"Whose apprentice?"

The eldest elder among the old men, his face as fair as a baby turned red. He turned around and asked everyone around him if they knew whose disciple this child was?
  Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this.

It seems, I really don’t know.

"If there's anything difficult about it, just ask and you'll know."

Another Supreme Elder replied, then stepped on the ground and closed his eyes.

Everyone understood that the Supreme Elder had gone down to the underworld to inquire.

When it comes to checking people, who can do it faster than the underworld’s book of life and death.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the Supreme Elder opened his eyes and spoke slowly under the expectation of the leader and several Supreme Elders.

"The disciple of that stinky boy Tianhu, the disciple of that monkey boy named Simu, his name is Wang Xiao, and his bone age has just turned sixteen this year!"

"hiss!"

After listening to the other party's story, all the elders present took a deep breath.

They never dreamed that this would be the case when they were sixteen years old.

Think back to what they were doing when they were 16 years old?

Most of them seemed to have just drawn Qi into their bodies, and those with better talents could only have one or two levels of Qi condensation.

And this little guy named Wang Xiao has reached a state that countless practitioners dream of at the age of sixteen.

Perhaps he felt that it was not shocking enough, or perhaps he wanted to take back the surprise he had just experienced in the underworld. The old man smiled again and said in a calm tone: "This kid has only been practicing for four years."

Everyone had nothing to say, they just stared blankly at the smiling Supreme Elder.

Just now I said that they had achieved a certain level of cultivation at the age of 16, but most of them had been practicing since childhood. The youngest joined the sect when they were four or five years old, and the oldest was seven or eight years old.

It took nearly ten years to lay the foundation to achieve such a level of cultivation.

When they thought about it, Wang Xiao had such cultivation at a young age, and he should have been exposed to Taoism since he was a child.

But he didn't expect that the other party had only been practicing for more than four years.

"Stop talking nonsense and quickly tell me where he is now. I want to take a good look at this child."

The eldest elder, seeing that this guy was still showing off, angrily raised his hand and slapped this guy.

After receiving a slap, the Supreme Elder just smiled and was not angry about it.

This is his senior brother. Watching him grow up, he is like an elder brother and a father. He doesn't even dare to fight back, let alone a slap or a beating.

"Renjia Town, Shanyin County, Jiangsu and Zhejiang!"

The old man named a place.

Before he could finish his words, the leader and several Supreme Elders had already disappeared from the spot.

"At such an old age, but still so impatient, I am not afraid of letting go of my old bones."

Several junior brothers and nephews ran away without even saying hello. The old man muttered angrily and said to the other elders: "You guys take good care of the sect. Also, I think Lin Fengjiao is not suitable because we have A better candidate…”

　I modified it on the plane and posted it as soon as I got off the plane and connected to the Internet.

　　
  　
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