Chapter 31: The Northern Dark Nine Vessels' Suppressing Evil Bell! First Watch

  This dragon's body is full of mighty power, each scale is tightly pieced together, like a golden wall, with countless knife scars engraved on it.

  A perfect, majestic aura, surged forward with a loud crash, Tang Lin was completely shocked by this dragon's body.

  Previously, it was a fantasy in his mind, but now it has taken shape as a real object. Tang Lin deeply felt the majesty of this dragon body, like a god looking down on all living things with an air of proud disdain.

  "Is this the body of the Ancestral Savage Dragon?" Tang Lin's heart was racing wildly, although he had not yet grasped the divine aura of the 180,000 dragon scales. Just this alone, the small segment of dragon body condensed by the flying sword, surpassed the aura of any kind of demon he had ever seen before.

  Even the Purple Winged Peng, who had traversed ten million years of dao journey and survived the tribulation, did not exude this perfect, flawless, and boundless aura.

  Tang Lin was completely immersed in it.

  In a daze, he felt that the heaven and earth around him were closely connected with himself, and the state of unity between heaven and man naturally emanated. At the same time, the two Taoist principles of "Shun" and "Ni" that he had realized also appeared in his mind.

  What is Shun.

  What is reverse?

  Tang Lin had his own interpretation, and with his understanding of these two principles, he reached a state of transcendence. However, at this moment, gazing at this majestic and unmatched dragon body, Tang Lin's chest was filled with an overwhelming aura of dominance.

  A surge of arrogance arose from within, as if he could take on all the gods in heaven!

  "Reverse, not against heaven's will, but utilizing. However, can things in the world really be reversed? Rowing a boat upstream, would it really be very slow?"

  "Reverse..."

  Tang Lin was vaguely aware of it. It seemed as if he had touched a deeper level of flavor in this "reversal", and at first, he directly denied the fact that water flows upstream, but now, thinking about it again, he felt that there was much to be gained from it.

  It's like looking at a mountain is a mountain, looking at a mountain is not a mountain, and looking at a mountain is still a mountain. At this moment, Tang Lin's realm has been elevated. He can see things more deeply now.

  In Tang Lin's heart, a proud voice seemed to say: "Who says sailing against the current is impossible? Who says man cannot fight against heaven? Who says one cannot go against heaven?"

  This majestic and powerful aura was brought to Tang Lin by that one dragon body. He was secretly frightened by this thought, however.

  What a bold idea.

  What's going on?

  Go against heaven and move?

  This is something ordinary people wouldn't even dare think about.

  But such an idea was so tempting that Tang Lin unknowingly sank into contemplation.

  This is half a month.

  Tang Lin seemed to be completely unaware of the passage of time. After half a month of contemplation, he vaguely grasped something, but didn't know what it was that he had grasped. In the end, he gradually came out of that strange state.

  The dragon body in front of Tang Lin still exuded a strong and powerful aura, but it no longer allowed Tang Lin to enter that state of enlightenment.

  "Born in the morning and die in the evening, enlightenment is both a sudden awakening and a lifetime of pursuit." Tang Lin sighed softly. "Although I haven't had an epiphany yet, I've already touched the edge of 'the Way'. If I have another chance like this in the future, I should be able to attain enlightenment then."

  In the realm of transcending the ordinary and entering the sacred, it is the "Tao"!

  The Way refers to the infinite subtleties of heaven and earth.

  Tang Lin knew. It's hard to enlighten oneself, wanting to suddenly understand it all at once is just wishful thinking.

  "In the realm of saints, there shouldn't be many who can 'enlighten the way', right?" Tang Lin thought to himself, knowing that reaching the unity of heaven and man in the Martial God Realm was already extremely extraordinary.

  And most of the people in the realm of saints are in the realm of transcending the ordinary and entering sainthood.

  As for enlightenment of the Tao.

  Only a handful of strong saints can achieve this.

  Tang Lin's mind stirred, and the thousands of flying swords surrounding Long'er's body were released. He re-created the Thousand Rain Chart, this time with an unusual ease. The thousands of swords moved as if they had a life of their own, extremely smoothly and quickly, their speed increasing by the second.

  Tang Lin's eyes lit up, and he quickly manipulated the flying sword, flashing like a flowing light. At first glance, only a thousand raindrops falling suddenly appeared in front of him, like countless stars slipping down smoothly, but the shape of the flying sword could not be seen.

  Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~

  A loud gust of wind swept through the room, countless flying swords gliding smoothly and swiftly.

  Tang Lin was overjoyed in his heart, never expecting that after half a month of enlightenment, his spiritual power would increase so much. The flying sword he originally controlled with great difficulty now seemed to be an extension of himself.

  The speed of Fei Jian's sword reached its peak under his urging.

  Buzz~

  A thousand rain charts suddenly gathered in front of Tang Lin, condensing but not dispersing, as if a wall painting, without showing any signs of fluctuation or collapse.

  "First layer, cultivated!"

  Tang Lin's mind stirred, and over a thousand flying swords freely circled around his body in flight. He was thrilled in his heart, the first layer had been successfully cultivated, meaning that his spiritual power had reached the level of one stone!

  Tang Lin's mind stirred, and his spiritual energy immediately lifted his body to float in mid-air. Tang Lin thought back to when he first met the Red Building Master, who was also floating in the air, with his spiritual energy controlling a teacup as it flipped over.

  "It's a pity that I didn't gain much from my enlightenment, otherwise my spiritual power would have increased even more." Tang Lin's body floated in the air, and this feeling of free flight made him feel extremely comfortable.

  Suddenly, Tang Lin's heart moved and his soul suddenly escaped.

  His soul was like a pale transparent color, suspended beside his body, floating freely, as if there was no weight at all, and the surrounding air blew over, but Tang Lin felt a bit chilly.

  "My soul is too weak. If I were to meet the sun, my soul would definitely be scorched to death. If I were to come out in winter, my soul would instantly freeze stiff."

  "Unfortunately, there is no magical treasure to guard the soul."

  "Huh!" Speaking of the treasure, Tang Lin suddenly thought of the small black clock that Xiao Mao had given him. When his soul returned to his body, he immediately felt a warm sensation enveloping himself.

  Tang Lin took out the small black clock from his storage ring, on which was carved a purple-winged roc. Now, the residual soul of the purple-winged roc had become the spirit beast on this small clock.

  "At first, Xiaohui said that I didn't have enough spiritual power to master this small bell, I don't know if I can now."

  Tang Lin immediately bit his finger and dripped fresh blood onto the small bell.

  The blood didn't drip from the little bell, but instead was absorbed into it like a sponge.

  Tang Lin immediately felt a surge of impact force rushing towards his brain, and he hastily deployed his spiritual power to defend himself. At the same time, in his mind, a wisp of green smoke condensed into a godly spirit holding a giant axe, roaring as it swung its axe towards Tang Lin.

  Tang Lin was shocked, the soul shadow in the sea of recognition flashed, exerting all his spiritual power, condensing into a large hand, grabbing towards the giant axe god.

  Boom!

  The palm slapped on the giant axe spirit, and the giant axe spirit took a few steps back, looking at Tang Lin in surprise. He immediately put away his axe and said respectfully: "I am the guardian spirit beast of 'North Ming Nine Devices' Zhong Xie Bell', see master."

  Tang Lin was taken aback and said: "Is it the Zhēn Yīn Jiǔ Qì's Town Bell of North Ming?"

  "Hmm." The giant axe spirit said respectfully: "This bell is called the Town Evil Bell, one of the Nine Instruments of North Ming, with the effect of guarding the soul."

  Tang Lin suddenly realized, "So this is one of the sets from the Northern Ming Nine Devices. Where are the other eight devices?"

  "I don't know." The giant axe spirit replied respectfully: "In the past, when the previous master was severely injured, the North Ming Nine Instruments were scattered. I too suffered severe injuries and fell into a deep slumber, until recently when I received nourishment from the Heaven and Earth's primordial energy, I gradually recovered."

  Tang Lin nodded slightly.

  This evil bell was brought back to the Star Pavilion by itself, and it must have also been affected by the aura of the Star Platform where it practiced every day. No wonder it didn't revive in Xiaomao's hands, but as soon as it came into its own hands, it recovered.

  "You must be a sacred vessel." Tang Lin asked.

  "Yes." The giant axe spirit said respectfully: "I am a top-grade sacred artifact refined by the Great Sage of the North, and when all nine artifacts are gathered together, they can release the power of an unparalleled sacred artifact."

  "Top-grade Sacred Artifact......" Tang Lin's heart was shocked.

  To know, most saints don't have sacred artifacts. Even if they do, it's usually a low-grade one. High-grade sacred artifacts are only possessed by extremely powerful saints!

  As for the peerless sacred artifact.

  Only those who stand at the pinnacle of sainthood may possess it.

  "Master, although I have awakened now, my abilities are not many." The giant axe spirit respectfully said to Tang Lin: "The Town Evil Bell still needs to be nourished for about a hundred years before it can recover its former power. Of course, if it is placed in a treasure land with dense yuanqi, it will only take about ten years to recover."

  "The Town Evil Bell originally had three soul-restraining seals and a set of attack seals. Now the attack seal is invalid and cannot be repaired for the time being. The three soul-restraining seals only have two that are useful."

  Tang Lin was taken aback and after a moment, he said: "What kind of power can it exert now?"

  "It can only be equivalent to a medium-grade sacred artifact." The giant axe spirit said respectfully.

  Tang Lin sighed and smiled wryly. Well, a mid-grade sacred artifact was still a sacred artifact, and it was even one that guarded the soul.

  "Master." The giant axe spirit said respectfully: "The Town Evil Bell originally had nine great spiritual beasts guarding it, now there is only me left, plus the purple-winged demon peacock that was tamed not long ago. If we find seven more powerful spiritual beasts to guard it, its power will increase explosively. The Town Evil Bell is one of the most important sets among the North Ming Nine Pieces. At its peak, its power is almost comparable to some ordinary holy artifacts."

  Tang Lin nodded and said, "I know."

  The giant axe spirit stopped talking and exited Tang Lin's mind, returning to the small bell. The small bell immediately emitted a wisp of light that drilled into Tang Lin's brain.

  Xiao Zhong appeared in Tang Lin's mind.

  Tang Lin was astonished in his heart, this small bell was actually an object, yet it could enter his own mind, indeed a sacred artifact!

  At this time, the small bell appeared in the back of the brain and immediately transformed into a flowing sandy light, wrapping towards Tang Lin's soul. After a moment, Tang Lin's soul was wearing a dark purple armor, with a purple demon peacock pattern on the front and a giant axe god roaring on the back, majestic and powerful.

  Tang Lin knew that with the Town Evil Bell protecting his soul, he could avoid many sneak attacks. After all, if he were to encounter a powerful Saint, the other party would only need one soul impact, and even if he didn't die, he would become an idiot.

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