Chapter 112 Silver Bell
Hoo! Land your feet smoothly.
The moment Kong Ji fell, the moon wheel seal between his eyebrows was actively activated by him, exuding a gleaming brilliance.
The unusual movements of the moon wheel seal during the day prove that the moon wheel seal has an obvious defensive effect against strange attacks in the dark.
Coupled with the defensive power of the Cold Clothes Sacrifice Snow Technique.
This is the reason why Kong Jiang dared to come down alone.
With the help of the light of the moon wheel seal, Kong Xian looked at the inside of this dry well.
There is no well water inside, and the bottom of the well is a layer of moist black sand, emitting an unpleasant rancid smell.
There is some green moss on the well wall.
"From the surface, it looks like an ordinary dry well." Kong Ji secretly thought, then stretched out his cold-coated palms and began to carefully explore the walls of the well.
In this process.
The coolness that had eroded Kong during the day hit him again, making all the hair on his body stand up.
Boom! The moon wheel seal between Kong's forehead sensed danger and immediately erupted with light several times stronger than usual.
While illuminating the inside of this dark dry well as bright as day, it also dissipates the coolness.
Under the brilliance of the moon wheel seal, the wall of the well in front, which had been observed by Kong Xian a moment ago, suddenly became distorted.
Reveals an entrance just big enough for an adult to pass through.
"No wonder the people from the Law Enforcement Hall didn't notice anything unusual. Senior Brother Feng An guessed it right. This dry well has indeed been tampered with." Kong Ji looked serious.
The existence that attacked me in the dark, including the time during the day, has been twice.
But I didn’t even see its shadow.
This weird method is simply unheard of.
Fortunately, his Moon Seal is magical and seems to have a natural restraint effect on that kind of attack.
This gave Kong Jiang a boost of confidence.
"Hmph! If you don't come out, then I will come to find you." With a cold snort, Kong Jin took the halberd and strode into the gap.
In the storage bag, he also took out the spiritual oil lamp driven by spiritual power.
With the help of soft light, he could roughly see the situation inside.
Inside is a long and narrow aisle paved with blue bricks, extending from the entrance to the interior.
It looks like the passage in a tomb.
Ta-ta-ta!
Kong Jin walked slowly inside with a halberd in one hand and an oil lamp in the other.
The cold spiritual energy on the halberd surges, ready to strike at any time.
About twenty breaths later.
The light of the oil lamp suddenly became broad.
Kong Jin came to a rather spacious interior space.
It is almost a hundred feet in diameter.
The entire space has traces of man-made repairs.
But when Kong Ji saw the things displayed inside, his brows furrowed uncontrollably.
Rows of wooden coffins almost fill the entire space.
Those coffins have long been in decay after years of corrosion.
Some coffins are as new as if they were purchased just last month.
Faced with the uncertain situation, Kong Jiang chose to break through directly with violence.
The halberd swung and struck the nearest coffin.
Cang! There was a loud noise.
The coffin of the coffin could not withstand his attack, and it turned into debris all over the sky.
Where the coffin was broken, a female body fell out.
Looking at her appearance, there was no sign of life.
It looks like a casual cultivator who does not have the badges and clothing that belong to the disciples of the sect.
The deceased's eyes were closed tightly, and his skin looked as pale as a deceased person should.
Except for her softness that was almost alive, everything looked like a dead person.
Kong Chi did not stay long on the corpse. His eyes blessed by the eye-washing spell carefully scanned the space, but he still did not notice any other traces of life.
He was attacked twice by something in the dark. Kong Xiang was sure that there could be no living things here.
"You can't hide!" A cold and stern voice came out of Kong Ji's mouth. He was too lazy to look for it, and held the halberd high in his hand.
Phew! The sound of wind and snow suddenly started.
After Kong Ji briefly accumulated his strength, he swung his halberd directly towards the ground in the tomb.
Cang! Strong spiritual power fluctuations started from the position where the halberd fell.
Form a circle of energy ripples.
Wherever the ripples passed, all the wooden coffins were shattered one by one, turning into sawdust flying all over the sky.
One corpse after another emerged from the coffin.
Roughly counting, there are at least hundreds of them.
At this moment, Kong Ji saw a red figure disappearing among the sawdust in the sky.
Waiting for him to take a closer look at the presence of the figure.
Ding ding!
A slight sound, like some kind of bell, suddenly sounded from a corner.
The ringtone is light and sweet.
The moment the sound sounded.
Kong Jin saw the corpses of more than a hundred monks rolling out of the coffins, and all of them opened their pale eyes.
On the other side, above the wellhead.
Feng An, who was stationed above, also frowned.
The moment the bell rang, he heard a series of footsteps outside the temple.
No more than a cup of tea.
The dark crowd squeezed through the narrow temple gate into the backyard where the dry well was.
They are all mortals living in the town during the day.
Feng An even saw the waiter greeting him in the inn among the crowd.
He was also among the crowd, and the dull-faced townspeople surrounded him.
"Don't force me to do it, I don't want to kill anyone." Feng An retreated to the wellhead and spoke gloomily, trying to wake up the townspeople who were obviously in a bad state.
The results are also obvious.
“Roar!”
I don’t know who roared first.
The townspeople, like wild beasts, roared crazily and rushed towards Feng An, who was guarding the mouth of the well.
"Roar!" The townspeople responded with an even more terrifying roar, like a tiger's roar, which shook the sky above the small town.
Feng An quickly grew taller, his muscles bulged, and he took the initiative to break into the crowd. Catacombs.
Kong Ji was also surrounded.
It’s just that the corpses crawling out of the coffins are obviously more difficult to deal with than the townspeople on the ground.
They seem to still have some of their cultivation and Taoist skills from their lifetimes.
Qi Qi launched a series of offensives towards Kong Jiang.
The attack of various Taoist arts and magic weapons illuminated the entire tomb.
Fortunately, these corpses were not of high cultivation during their lifetimes, and there were almost no traces of those in the later stage of cultivating the wheel.
Even if this is the case, being surrounded by so many people, you may be killed instantly if you are not careful.
Kong Geng’s actual combat experience has been extremely rich.
The moment those corpses performed Taoist rituals, their figures had disappeared.
Escaped the first round of concentrated fire.
Occasionally, lucky Taoist spells hit Kong Ji, but they were easily blocked by the gauze-like Han Yi.
Fortunately, this tomb space is obviously reinforced by some kind of force.
The flying Taoist techniques only caused the tomb to shake a little, but did not collapse.
Kong Chi is not a person who only takes beatings without fighting back.
With a sound, his cultivation climbed to the extreme, and his spiritual power quickly condensed towards his fist wrapped in cold clothes.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" accompanied by his roar.
He punched the ground with a punch.
Boom! The ice and snow storm that could freeze even fine iron to pieces instantly swept through the entire tomb space centered on the point where Kong Ji's fist landed.
Just a breath.
Everyone's corpses were swept away by the cold air, and were frozen into ice sculptures at a speed visible to the naked eye, making it difficult to move.
After learning the Snow Burial Record, Kong Ji became more comfortable in controlling the essence of frost and snow. A casual strike was already a bit more powerful than most Taoist arts.
Finish all the corpses.
Kong Jin held his halberd and walked slowly in the direction of the red figure he saw just now.
When I encountered an ice sculpture blocking the road along the way, I smashed it into pieces with a casual blow, making it look unstoppable.
Ding!
Suddenly.
Another sound of silver bells came out and reached Kong Chi’s ears.
This time it is not controlling those corpses.
Instead, he attacked Kong Jiang directly.
A cold and strange aura enveloped Kong Ji again.
Boom! The moon wheel seal between his eyebrows instantly burst out to resist the strong light.
“Hey!” Kong Zhi smiled contemptuously. He could hear that the ringtone was obviously faster than before.
Obviously the culprit hidden behind his back has run out of tricks.
Ding ding ding! Seen multiple attacks to no avail.
The being hidden behind was also furious, swaying the silver bell in his hand crazily.
Along with the rapid sound, a spike that was difficult to see with the naked eye condensed in the void.
He shot towards Kong Ji’s eyebrows.
Of course Kong Zhen couldn't see the attack, but the light of the moon wheel seal allowed him to vaguely sense an aura that was several times colder than before, coming towards him.
The figure swayed and disappeared on the spot, avoiding the offensive in the dark at an extremely fast speed.
But the invisible spikes, like maggots on the tarsal bones, followed closely behind, vowing not to stop until they killed the worm.
One person stabs the other, chasing wildly in this space.
Soon, Kong Ji, who was moving sideways, raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, suddenly turned sharply, and shot towards the corner of the space.
“I found you!”
Under the illumination of the moon wheel seal, Kong Ji finally saw the existence clearly.
It was a monster covered in red corpse hair, with a human outline.
At first glance, it looks like a red-haired monkey.
But if you take a closer look, you will find that he is a human being covered with red hair, or a corpse.
It's just different from other corpses.
There was clearly a light of intelligence in his eyes.
Holding this palm-sized bell in his hand, he looked at the figure that Kong Zhi was attacking, his eyes full of resentment.
“Death!” Kong Ji roared loudly, his murderous intent already aroused, no matter who you are.
The halberd flew across the sky and swung down towards the red-haired corpse.
Phew! Before the attack came, the terrifying and sharp wind and snow pressed on the red-haired corpse first.
The strong wind pressure squeezed it into the corner and made it unable to move. All its red hair was covered with white frost.
If it is as Kong Xian guessed, this monster is not a great existence, it only has the cultivation level of Yanglun Seventh Realm.
With the bell in his hand, he has the strength to do evil.
With one blow.
Boom! The red-haired corpse was directly blasted to pieces by Kong Ji's halberd.
Ding! The silver bell in his hand also fell down.
"Hoo!" After successfully killing the monster, Kong Ji slowly exhaled a long breath of cold air, and his aura slowly converged.
Then he bent down and picked up the silver bell left by the monster.
The silver bell was the size of a palm, and when Kong Zhi held it in his hand, he inadvertently shook it again, and a crisp bell rang.
The inadvertent sound is like a clear spring flowing through the soul, making Kong's spirit clearer than ever before.
"The red-haired corpse was not powerful enough to defeat senior brother Feng An and Chu Jianghe solely because of the weirdness of the silver bell." Looking at the silver bell in his hand, he recalled the several attacks and killings. Thinking about his strange attack, Kong Jiang already had a conclusion.
That kind of weird attack and killing method, without corresponding countermeasures, is impossible to defend against.
Fortunately, my moon wheel seal is magical, so I just ignored that attack.
At the same time, it is enough to prove that the origin of this silver bell is not simple.
In the hands of the red-haired monster, it can have this power. If it is obtained by Kong Geng, wouldn't it be able to exert even greater power?
It's just that Kong Ji didn't do much research on magical weapons. He didn't know what level of magical weapons this silver bell was and how to use it.
"Fortunately, Feng An is half a weapon refiner. You can ask him when the time comes." As he said that, Kong Xiang wanted to put the silver bell into the storage bag, but was shocked to find that it couldn't be put in at all.
Because Yin Ling is not affected by the storage bag at all, this is the first time Kong Ji has encountered this situation.
“Good guy, of course it is not a mortal thing.” With a sigh, Kong Xian had no choice but to hang it around his waist.
He once again looked at the tomb space that he had made a mess.
Obviously, this opportunity does not just point to this silver bell.
He has not yet found the burial place of his predecessors.
Without the red-haired corpse standing in the way, he could take his time looking for it.
(End of this chapter)