My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

The Master's words gave Li Xiuyuan a moment's stunned, is it so fast?

How do you feel that the Master can't wait.

Ring the bell... That is to ring the saint's bell, to get the baptism of the saint's spiritual will, the saint's test.

He Li Xiuyuan was taken to ring the bell in the first place.

He still remembered what kind of experience it was, using one word to describe it...that is, wonderful.

Li Xiuyuan thought it was wonderful, but Luo Hong felt very bad in his heart. The master looked at him with very weird eyes, as if he had seen through his evil spirit, like a pair of scissors, ready to cut off those wild grasses that were going up wildly. Gardener.

Luo Hong didn't want to go, but unfortunately, it seemed that he couldn't help him.

Out of the Chunfeng Xiaolou, Xiaodouhua still pursed his mouth, holding the sword, standing straight, like a grass swaying in the wind.

However, Luo Hong could faintly see that the energy between heaven and earth was constantly converging on Xiaodouhua.

Jixia Academy contains a lot of Qi, which is indeed very suitable for Xiaodouhua to raise swords.

"You continue to raise swords here, and I will take the younger brother to ring the bell."

Li Xiuyuan has a gentle attitude towards Xiaodouhua.

Xiaodouhua hesitated, glanced at Luo Hong, and Luo Hong also nodded.

Seeing Li Xiuyuan and Luo Hong's backs gradually moved away, Xiaodouhua took a deep breath and continued to maintain the posture of chest, abdomen and buttocks raised.

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"The history of Jixia Academy is very long, and there are thousands of years of history that can be traced back. If it can be traced back further, the masters of the past generations are the masters of Jixia Academy. Here is a collection of the strengths of a hundred schools and there are many academic classics. , The knowledge of practice, the tianjiao of every age will choose to practice in Jixia Academy."

Li Xiuyuan took Luo Hong to the bell tower while telling him something about Jixia Academy.

"The entire Jixia Academy is a spiritual treasure, a top-level spiritual treasure... It can absorb all kinds of qi in the world to nourish itself. It is said that the master in the Jixia Academy, even the Queen of the Fairy When the heavens and humans come out, the Master can also retreat."

Li Xiuyuan said.

When Luo Hong heard the words, he took a deep breath.

"Every discipline and practice in the Jixia Academy has its own practice. If you are interested, you can go to the corresponding palace to find it yourself."

"Whether it is sword repair or martial arts, even mechanical skills are recorded."

Li Xiuyuan carried his hands on his back and continued.

Luo Hong thought for a while and asked curiously, "Is there any evil cultivation technique?"

Hearing this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but glanced at Luo Hong, his expression was a bit strange: "Yes, you want to learn?"

"There are various forms of cultivation, and I do not reject evil cultivation, but... evil cultivation and our Confucianism are two factions, which are incompatible with fire and water. Moreover, although most evil cultivation methods are fast, they are cruel and capable. It affects the spirituality of the practitioner, making the practitioner cruel, ruthless, only knowing to kill, and mentally distorted."

"My generation of corrective Confucian cultivators, if they encounter such evil cultivators, just two words...pass him."

"What? The younger brother wants to be an evil cultivator and learn evil methods?"

Li Xiuyuan asked.

Luo Hong hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, no, how could I be an evil cultivator? Seeing that I am full of righteous yang energy, it does not look like an evil cultivator hahaha..."

"By the way, in the academy, are you and me the only disciples of the Master?"

Luo Hong quickly changed the subject.

Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "Of course not only, Master has six disciples, you are the sixth, and I am the second disciple of the Master..."

"Your other brothers, I don't know much, and the Master rarely mentions them."

"But most of them are distinguished and strong. If you can meet them in the future, maybe they can help you one or two."

Li Xiuyuan didn't tell Luo Hong too much about the other master's disciples, just talk about it.

Just chatting like this, the two came to the clock tower.

This is the tallest building in the Jixia Academy. When Luo Hong came here, he felt a magnificent righteousness like a mountain.

"Here is the bell tower, and above it is the saint's bell. Come with brother."

Li Xiuyuan pushed the door and walked in, taking Luo Hong to finish burning incense and washing his hands, reciting the saints' scriptures and other red tapes. He walked over the cramped wooden ladder and climbed to the top of the bell tower. His field of vision instantly opened up, and Luo Hong could even see the entire academy. There is a rush of air rolling.

Of course, Luo Hong's gaze was attracted by the hanging clock.

This is an ancient clock, as if carrying endless years, the lines on it are simple, profound and full of stories.

It is also engraved one after another classic saint articles.

"Go, Junior Brother, as the Master said, ring the bell ninety-nine, no less."

Li Xiuyuan said.

"Knocking on the bell of the saint can get the righteous energy flushed, purify the evil spirits, and the evil spirits will not touch the body. If the saint's will can be understood from it, the realm of Confucianism and Taoism can be rapidly improved."

"This is a rare opportunity. How many people in the world want to enter Jixia Academy to ring the bell."

And Luo Hong's expression changed drastically after hearing that, he knew that the master was not at ease. He had slapped him three times to hide the evil spirit, and the positive yang energy became more and more radiant. Now... he wants to **** him again.

Luo Hong turned around and planned to slip away without looking back.

Li Xiuyuan was stunned, and Void caught Luo Hong back.

"Knock well, the second brother is here watching you knock."

Li Xiuyuan smiled.

Luo Hong looked constipated.

Unable to refuse, Luo Hong held the hanging cylinder and gently pushed forward at will.

The cylinder hit the saint's clock, and the clock body shook suddenly, and an invisible sound wave spread out and instantly spread over Luo Hong's body.

Li Xiuyuan held his hands on the edge of the clock tower, looking at him with a gentle expression.

Luo Hong was shocked, and the positive yang energy on his body emerged uncontrollably, bright and dazzling, like a round of scorching sun.

Li Xiuyuan was full of emotions, no wonder the Master would accept Luo Hong as his junior junior. This kind of positive yang atmosphere is simply a natural Confucianist.

The sound waves of the Sage Bell spread, and the next moment, it seemed that it was drawn into Luo Hong's dantian frantically.

Ok?

Luo Hong's expression changed, his dantian was his evil repair base camp and the evil evil gathering place.

This sage clock will not destroy his evil foundation, will it?

Wow, wow!

However, Luo Hong heard the sound of the chain shaking.

The magic sword Asura quietly suspended in his dantian, under the spread of the saint's Zhong Yinbo, it trembled suddenly.

boom!

The collision between the saint Zhong Yinbo and the magic sword Asura, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, burst out tyrannical energy fluctuations.

Luo Hong was taken aback.

The bell was struck again, and the sound wave of the saint bell surging again, causing the magic sword Asura to explode with the monstrous evil spirit power.

The power of the evil spirit collided with the saint Zhong Yinbo, offsetting each other.

The remaining evil evil power escapes into the surroundings, merges into Luo Hong’s dantian, and condenses into evil spirits...

Luo Hong became excited when he saw this.

This magic sword Asura is arrogant, occupying his dantian, dominating the king...

I didn't expect that the saint Zhong could actually suppress the magic sword asura.

How arrogant you are!

Luo Hong pushed the cylinder to ring the bell again.

Boom!

The saint Zhong Yinbo skyrocketed again, flooding into Luo Hong's body, scouring Luo Hong's body.

The Demon Sword Asura once again broke out the power of evil evil to resist the saint Zhong Yinbo.

Luo Hong caught it, took a sip of the soup, and after knocking the bell eight or nine times, he condensed an evil bead...

Unexpectedly, Luo Hong could actually use the saint clock to practice evil!

Luo Hong knocked harder and harder.

The sound of dong dong dong rang endlessly in the Jixia Academy.

Of course, compared with Li Xiuyuan's ringing of the bell, Luo Hong's ringing of the bell was spread across the entire Jixia Academy.

Li Xiuyuan looked satisfied from a distance.

The younger brother is very good, unlike the master said, he needs to ring the bell.

Following the trend, the junior brother might really ring the bell ninety-nine in one breath.

Luo Hong was trembling all over, ringing the bell all the time, and the saint Zhong Yinbo washed his body. What he didn't know was that at this moment, above his body, the Zhengyang Qi became more and more intense, vaguely, to be in Luo A mass of substance formed on Hong's head!

Li Xiuyuan's eyebrows jumped when he saw it: "Little Junior Brother, this Confucian talent..."

The ringing of the bell continued.

The more Luo Hong knocked, the more excited he was. Ninety-nine hits soon arrived, and in his dantian, nine sha jewels were condensed, making his sha jewels reach 18.

In fact, Luo Hong felt that he was ready to advance to the sixth rank evil cultivation at any time.

However, Luo Hong thought for a while and continued to ring the bell. He felt that he could take advantage of this opportunity to gather more evil spirits.

"It's ninety-nine..."

Li Xiuyuan was silent, watching profusely, rolling up his sleeves, Luo Hong, who was more energetic as he struck the bell, didn't know what to say for a while.

"The first time I rang the bell... how many times did it strike? It seems to be a hundred and thirty-six... Under the pressure of the saint, the spirit can't be held."

"Looking at the state of Junior Brother, it seems...I can still knock for three days and three nights."

Li Xiuyuan was a little bit dumbfounded. The master felt that Luo Hong would ring the bell ninety-nine at most. Now it seems that the master has also miscalculated.

Luo Hong is really more energetic.

Demon Sword Asura seemed to be provoked a bit furious.

The evil spirits erupted more and more, and even forcefully extracted the evil spirits from Luo Hong's body cells.

However, the saint Zhong Yinbo was defeated again, but with Luo Hong's ringing the bell, he poured into the dantian again and collided with the magic sword.

Gradually, a phantom of a saint appeared in Luo Hong's dantian.

In the Demon Sword Asura, the gorgeous woman in red also came out wrapped in the monstrous evil spirit.

Righteous energy collided with evil evil spirits, Luo Hong happily drank soup behind, the evil spirits gathered one after another.

Before he knew it, Luo Hong rang the bell more than three hundred times...

Dantian condensed 70 Shazhu, and there is a tendency to continue to condense.

outside world.

Listening to the continuous ringing of bells, there is no intention to stop.

Li Xiuyuan: "..."

Looking at Luo Hong's head, the real righteous qi gave birth to a saint figure, and he finally understood why the master would rather accept Luo Hong as a disciple for cheating.

"The first time the bell rings more than three hundred, the Zhengyang Qi condenses the image of the saint..."

"My little brother, there is a sage of Confucianism!"

Li Xiuyuan was full of emotion and turned to look at Chunfeng Xiaolou.

"The Master is worthy of being a Master... tall, really tall."

at the same time.

Jixia Academy.

Those who have watched hundreds of classics in many palaces and practiced their own self-cultivation, listened to the continuous ringing of bells, their envy eyes were red.

But as I listened, something was wrong gradually.

Xiao Erqi put down the book in his hand, walked out of the hall, looked at the bell tower, and looked at the monster.

"It is rumored that the master disciple knocks the bell of the saint, and it is good to be able to pass ninety-nine... This Luo Hong has knocked almost 300 times, right?"

"This son will not be the reincarnation of an ancient saint? Let me go and read the classics...Which ancient saint is careful?"

Wu Meiniang carried the sword box on her back~www.ltnovel.com~ and stopped reading. She walked out of the palace and sat on the threshold, listening to Luo Hong ring the bell.

Hong Baiwei, a young Taoist priest from Longhushan, had a serious face. For the first time, he rang the bell over 300. What kind of monster is this?

Not only them, many geniuses were shocked.

Chunfeng Xiaolou.

The Master looked at the tea leaves up and down in the boiling water, humming a little song with satisfaction, and poured a cup of tea.

It should be enough to purify all the evil spirits on Luo Hong's boy.

The master tapped the tea table with his fingers. Hearing the bell, the tapping stopped suddenly, and the bell was also stagnant.

Before the sage clock.

The saint whispered, the magic sword died.

Luo Hong rang the bell three hundred and six, and the beads were seventy-two.

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