Chapter 421

After Luo Ke asked, the old man in hemp nodded. He waited for a moment as if he were remembering, and his fingers knocked on the table.

When Luo Ke was impatient, the hemp old man cleared his throat and slowly told the history of the Eastern imperial Bell:

"When I was outside, I accidentally got this Donghuang clock from an ancient battlefield. At that time, I thought it was extraordinary. I just didn't expect that with the growth of my strength, I began to find more and more magic and strength. My life hung on the line many times and was saved by this Donghuang clock."

"I just don't know why, when my strength reaches the level of Nine Star Warrior, the connection between donghuangzhong and me becomes weaker and weaker. I gradually understand what's going on. I'm not accepted by donghuangzhong. It seems to have intelligence. When my strength becomes stronger and stronger, its intelligence begins to recover slowly, but when its intelligence recovers, it will recover Like a dog recognizing its owner and a tadpole looking for its mother, I am not the owner he is looking for. "

"The Donghuang bell can only be a useless piece of scrap iron in my hand. I'm very sad and sad, because the Donghuang bell is my biggest reliance."

The old man in sackcloth took a deep breath here, as if he were soothing his mood.

Rocco couldn't wait to ask:

"What happened later? How did you lose the Donghuang clock later?"

Because according to the hemp old man, the Eastern imperial bell was no longer useful to him, and he knew he was the last master. Then he should know who the last owner of the Donghuang bell was.

"I personally took the donghuangzhong to a young man in a remote area. The young man looks so ordinary, but the donghuangzhong has a feeling with the young man. It's a feeling I can't suppress. The donghuangzhong is very excited."

"At that time, I was already a star warrior. If I paid a little price, I could still keep the Donghuang bell nearby. Maybe when my realm was improved, I might be recognized by the Donghuang bell?"

"But in the end, I followed the will of the Donghuang bell and handed it to the ignorant young man at that time. When the Donghuang bell reached the young man's hand, I noticed the happy trembling of the Donghuang bell."

"This makes me very jealous and envious! At last, I moved my mind and thought that the young man's talent is not very good. What's special for the favor of Donghuang Zhong? I left a trace of mind on the young man and wanted to see his growth."

Rocco smashed his mouth. He felt it was the old man's bad taste.

The old man in sackcloth seemed to see through Rocco's idea. He smiled gently and said:

"I didn't do any harm to the boy. I was just curious."

Rocco nodded without refutation or the old man's words. Just say:

"I still believe this. If you want to kill the boy, you must have done it when you first met him. Go on. What happened later?"

The old man in sackcloth drank the tea in the cup with a "Zi!" and poured another cup for himself. He continued slowly:

"At first, the young man was really as I expected. His cultivation talent was not good, his understanding was not good, and his cultivation level grew as slowly as a snail. However, the young man grew from youth to middle age, which was not long or short for martial friars for a long time, but the young man... Can't be called a young man. His level has never stagnated, but only increased slowly."

"Although the growth of his realm is slow, the bottleneck of his spiritual realm has not been encountered. I think this is due to the credit of Donghuang bell. Donghuang bell may lay the most solid foundation for him, so he is more relaxed when breaking through."

"It's like a child who doesn't know anything, but he meets a Taoist protector who wholeheartedly guides him how to go, so his martial arts is always on the broad road of martial arts."

"Then he must have become an invincible strong man!"

Luo Xin swears to ask.

The old man shook his head unexpectedly.

Rocco wondered:

"Was he robbed and killed by other experts, resulting in death?"

The old man shook his head.

This time, Rocco thought carefully for a long time before frowning and saying:

"I can't kill myself, can I?"

"Almost!" said the old man in sackcloth.

"Almost! Is it really suicide?" Luo Ke exclaimed.

"This thing is very strange. This man suddenly died when he broke through without anyone attacking."

"Doesn't it mean that there's no bottleneck in his breakthrough? Why did he suddenly die suddenly? It's definitely not going crazy!"

Rocco analyzed.

"After he died, I went to the place where he died. It turned out to be a very remote place. No one even took the body, but the Eastern imperial bell disappeared."

"I observed the body, guess what?"

The old man in sackcloth sold it for a while and asked.

Rocco was helpless, but he still answered the old man's question. Rocco said:

"I guess it's sad to die!"

The old man in sackcloth suddenly stared at Rocco and said:

"It's not very sad, it's very miserable. The whole person has no blood, only a poor thin human skin and no eyes. What impresses me most is that there are no wounds on his body."

The old man stopped here. He believed Rocco should be able to understand something.

Rocco pondered for a moment and said:

"There is only one human skin, not even bones. How will it be formed? How will it be formed?..."

"Hiss!" Rocco took a sudden breath. He thought of a possibility and saw what caused it in ancient books.

Seeing Rocco's expression, the old man in sackcloth smiled and said:

"Yes?"

Rocco nodded and said:

"A little clue, I thought of the reason for this death method I saw in an ancient book. He should have been absorbed all the Reiki in an instant, but this is only one. The warrior who absorbed all the Reiki will not die. As long as Dantian and Xinhu are not hurt, it is just like a war."

"Hmm..." the old man in hemp nodded and agreed.

Rocco was not very happy to be praised. Instead, he frowned and said:

"What is more serious than the absorbed aura is that their own blood essence and divine bones have also been swallowed up. This is the foundation of a martial artist. No martial artist can survive without all his blood essence, unless he reaches the level of the strength of the moon wheel, the yuan God leaves the body and takes away the bodies of others."

"But obviously, that person should not be so high?"

Speaking of this, Rocco and the old man in sackcloth knew it. Rocco felt a burst of cold air pouring into his head. He slowly said:

"There are no peerless experts around that person, and if only people or items with too much difference in strength can complete this step, there is only one possibility. It is a good thing done by Donghuang Zhong!"