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Outside the holy city, at this moment, a huge palace, as if from nine days away, came here.

"Is that the Taoist temple?" Xiao Yu looks far away, and his heart vibrates.

Those who rushed to the king, as well as the genius, looked at the palace of this world, but also one by one dumbfounded, terrified.

"Is this the so-called Taoist temple? It's really amazing! "

An old king, looking at the palace, was dazed and talking to himself.

Even the king who has lived for a long time is so shocked that we can see what kind of mood these young people are at this moment.

The Taoist temple, once in ten thousand years, even the oldest King figure does not know how it will appear in the world. Until this moment, the world does not know that the divine palace actually appears in this way.

It is not a palace hidden in any place, but with its own space, can appear anywhere.

"No wonder, it's said that the place of Zhongdao temple is different every time it comes into being. It turns out that there is such a writing style!"

In the shock, people couldn't return to God for a long time. Before that, they heard that the Taoist temple might be located in the holy city. Many people thought that it was just to build a new Taoist temple in the holy city, but they didn't want it to be a world of its own and could appear anywhere on the land of ten states.

The space vibrated and the divine light filled the sky. The appearance of the palace became more and more clear, floating outside the holy city, shaking the hearts of all people.

At this moment, many people in the holy city knelt down directly and knelt down to the place where the Taoist temple appeared. They thought that the gods had come to the world and were devout.

Close, Xiao Yu and Yan Hao walk together, and soon get close to the grand palace.

It's a palace. In fact, it's a vast and vast space with mountains and rivers and countless auspicious animals. It's a vast space, but one of the temples is skyrocketing, which is the most dazzling.

While Xiao Yu and Yan Hao are close to each other, the figures of kings from all walks of life appear one after another. At a glance, the breath of these people is stronger than the other. In this process, Xiao Yu has seen many familiar figures in a hurry.

"Chaos begins, God's palace stands, heaven and earth are in disorder, Tao and God come out!"

A big voice came out of the vast space, and then a white haired old man, riding a goat, slowly walked out of the Taoist temple.

"It's him!" Xiao Yu recognized at a glance that this old man was the old king who had been to zushi village. He had thought that the old king was just an ordinary Taoist god palace emissary, but now it seems that this is not the case.

I saw the old man riding a goat out of the Taoist temple. With a smile on his face and his voice like water, he spread all over the holy city and said, "thousands of roads lead to the same goal by different ways. When the God bell rings, the gate will appear."

When the old man finished speaking, there was a huge stone gate in front of the Taoist temple, which went straight into the void. It was long and wide, but it was closed tightly. It seemed that it could never be opened.

In front of this huge gate, there are nine golden bells hanging, each of which seems to be virtual or real. It seems that it is not very real, just like real objects, but also as illusory.

With these words, the old man left a smile and rode the goat back to the Taoist temple and disappeared.

"Thousands of roads lead to the same goal by different routes. When the bell rings, the gate will appear."

The coming people, including those King figures, are pondering this sentence carefully at this time.

From the old man's words, combined with the nine golden bells in front of the Taoist temple and the closed stone gate, it is not difficult to understand that the meaning of the old man's words is that as long as you can ring these golden bells, the gate of the Taoist temple will open.

What does this mean? Naturally, it does not need to be explained. If you want to seek the way, you must first get into the gate. In the words of the old man, you should be able to open the door of the temple.

In other words, this is the assessment left by the Taoist temple. Only those who ring the golden bell can open the door of the temple and enter it!

However, with so many clocks, no one knows how many rings are needed to open the door of the Taoist temple.

Although I understood the meaning of the old man, all the talented people who came to the king didn't do anything. They all wanted people to have a try and ring the difficulty of those bells.

A moment later, none of the people came forward, but the attraction of the Taoist temple was huge, and finally someone went out.

"This is the boy of Fang family?"

Out came a young man in his twenties, with a cold, neutral face, even if someone recognized him.

This is a descendant of a family in the holy city, named Fang Jie. In the holy city, he is also a rare genius. Apart from Ning Gongzi and Han Ningyan, there are very few people who can compare with him in the holy city.

Under the gaze of all the eyes, Fang Jie walked slowly forward to the nine golden bells.

The nine golden bells are different from each other. Some of them are big and small, some are very weak, and some look very real, just like real clocks.

Going forward, Fang Jie walked back and forth in front of the nine clocks, as if he was choosing. Then he chose the most illusory bell. He ran the Qi in his body and clapped it out."Fang's boy, it seems that he is not weak!"

Some old people began to comment on the situation, because Fang Jie's breath soared between his hands, and he was a man with the highest cultivation of Tianzong. He was not far away from the king.

He is so old that he can have such accomplishments, which can be regarded as excellent.

"Poof!"

However, Fang Jie slapped his palm on the bell in front of him, but his palm went straight through the body of the clock. The clock spread like a fog, and there was no sound at all.

"This..."

Among the people nearby, besides the king, there were also many young people from various states who opened their mouths and could not understand this scene.

Those King characters, on the other hand, showed their different colors one after another, and their faces were slightly dignified.

Unable to let the bell ring, Fang Jie's face was a little ugly, but he did not give up. He abandoned this bell and moved to another golden bell again.

This time, Fang Jie chose the clock that looked the most solid.

The crowd seemed to understand this. He had just chosen the most illusory bell, but he failed to hit it. If he changed a clock that looked closer to the real one, he might be able to hit it and make the bell ring.

Standing in front of the bell, Fang Jie's face is solemn. He works his magic power, and his limbs are like sharp weapons, showing dazzling light.

After a low drink, Fang Jie is facing the golden bell in front of him and claps out the second palm.

"Poof!"

The crowd was shocked at the same time, because this time, everyone could clearly see that Fang Jie's palm had really hit the clock.

However, to everyone's surprise, the expected bell still did not ring.

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