Chapter 294 Emperor

Yang Ming's face suddenly turned dark, and he felt like he was being used as a tool.

But soon he was beaming with joy again: "Brother Xiu, guess how I found out it was a spiritual weapon?"

Yang Ming was a big mouth, and Fang Xiu didn't even need to guess, he couldn't hold it back.

"After I got this ancient bronze bell yesterday, I felt it was like an antique, so I went to have it appraised.

Let me make it clear first, I appraised it only to better understand its value, not to sell it."

The paleness of Yang Ming's explanation was almost the same as making a friend out of nothing.

"I was on my way to the appraisal, and guess what? Hey! I came across a strange area, and it was an A-level strange area.

The strength of that strange thing was not weak, and the most important thing was that it was elusive. It never confronted me head-on, but would attack by surprise.

I held the corpse-suppressing bead and stalemated with it for a long time. It looked like it was about to turn into a corpse. At this time, the ancient bronze bell suddenly rang!

And it burst out with a bronze light.

This bell sound was incredible. It actually directly fixed that A-level strange thing. It was not completely fixed, anyway, the speed of that A-level strange thing became very slow, as if the time around it was slowed down.

Then I took the opportunity to solve it.

The spirituality also increased to the peak of the third level. It is estimated that it will break through the fourth level in a short time!"

Fang Xiu finally understood what Yang Ming was happy about. It turned out that it was not only because of the magic of the ancient bronze bell, but also because he had reached the peak of the third level.

Yang Ming's promotion speed was not slow, and it could even be said to be very fast.

It was mainly related to the continuous battles during this period, from nightmares to mental hospitals, to the strange train, the headquarters battle, and the A-level weirdness that had just been solved. The battles were not infrequent.

Of course, the most important thing was that he was the destiny, otherwise why didn't Bai Qi, who was also fighting, reach the peak of the third level?

Fang Xiu picked up the bronze ancient bell, which had two completely different textures at this time and before.

It was originally an ordinary bronze weapon, but now, it was obvious that the powerful power of the spiritual weapon could be felt.

So, what exactly caused it to suddenly become a spiritual weapon?

He fell into deep thought. There were only two variables that caused the bronze ancient bell to become a spiritual weapon, one was destiny and the other was weird.

Destiny should play an auxiliary role, and the real reason was probably weird.

After all, Yang Ming did not show any magical effects when holding the bronze ancient bell before, but only after encountering the weirdness did the bronze ancient bell react.

For some reason, Fang Xiu had a vague feeling.

The process of this bronze ancient bell becoming a spiritual weapon always felt very similar to when ordinary people became spirit masters.

After ordinary people come into contact with the weird and survive strange events, there is a chance that the weird power will invade their minds, thus illuminating their spirituality.

The process of the bronze ancient bell is the same. After coming into contact with the weird and experiencing strange events, it was not damaged, and then it became a spiritual weapon.

Spiritual weapon, spirituality...

He always felt that there seemed to be some kind of connection between them. Once he saw through this connection, he would most likely understand the earth-shattering secret.

Thinking of this, he could not help but cast his eyes on the bronze ancient bell.

Inject spirituality, and then shake it gently.

Dong-!

A deafening sound suddenly sounded, and invisible waves began to spread.

Then, a magical scene appeared.

Yang Ming, who was originally speaking, suddenly became extremely slow in his speech, and even his blinking slowed down.

"Xiu... Brother... Don't... Don't... Ah!"

Yang Ming actually said a short sentence in three seconds.

Blinking for two seconds.

It feels like watching a movie in 0.5 times slow motion.

Fang Xiu frowned slightly. Could it be that the power of this ancient bronze bell involves the level of time and can change the speed of time around the affected person?

Or does it simply affect the speed of the affected person?

He stopped infusing spirituality, and Yang Ming's movements instantly returned to normal speed.

"How is this possible!? Brother Xiu, why can you freeze me for so long? You used up all your spirituality?"

Yang Ming's face was full of shock, as if he had discovered something incredible.

His shocked look immediately made Fang Xiu think about something.

"I only used a small part of my spirituality."

"Impossible, I used up most of my spirituality when I froze that A-level weirdness for just a few seconds. Even if I can't compare to that A-level weirdness, you froze me for at least five seconds just now, right? At least my spirituality should be halved, right?"

Yang Ming's words made Fang Xiu have a vague guess in his heart.

"What did you feel when you were frozen?"

"I just felt that I was out of touch with the time around me, as if I had become a king... no, a snail, I am extremely slow, and everything else is very fast."

Is it really related to time?

"Next, you can try to beat me." Fang Xiu handed the bronze bell to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming was secretly happy, and seemed to want to take the opportunity to take a small revenge.

So he injected spirituality and shook it violently.

Dong-!

The grand bell sounded again, and the invisible wave enveloped Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu suddenly felt a strange feeling. He could clearly feel that the flow of time around him was slowing down.

The sound of the bell was like a pair of invisible big hands, fiddling with time.

He raised his hand to see to what extent time was slowed down.

However, the moment he raised his hand, Yang Ming's face suddenly turned pale.

Bang!

The bronze bell fell directly to the ground.

He looked at Fang Xiu in shock, as if he was looking at a monster.

"Xiu... Brother Xiu, are you some hidden peerless master, pretending to be a third-level master, but actually a fifth-level master?

Why does it take more spiritual energy for me to freeze you than to freeze an A-level weirdness?

It's okay when you don't move, but once you move, my spiritual energy is directly exhausted!"

Fang Xiu frowned slightly, freezing me consumes more than freezing an A-level weirdness?

Looking at Yang Ming's kidney deficiency, and thinking about how easy he used the bronze ancient bell before, he can basically conclude.

The power of the bronze ancient bell is to affect the flow of time within a certain range.

And the reason why he was affected so little is probably because of the death rollback!

The death rollback reversed time countless times, allowing himself to go upstream in the long river of time. In this process, because of frequent contact with time, he inevitably became contaminated with the characteristics of time.

And the bronze ancient bell is a spiritual tool of the time system, which fits well with himself, so it is effortless to use.

After figuring out everything, Fang Xiu couldn't help but become more curious about the bronze ancient bell. A spiritual tool that can affect time is probably a treasure no matter what era it is in.

Such a spiritual tool is definitely not comparable to the Double Dragon Ring.

In order to explore the secret of the bronze ancient bell, Fang Xiu did not ring it this time, but continued to infuse it with spirituality and empty his mind to perceive the power of time contained in it.

With the continuous influx of spirituality, the bronze light emitted by the bronze ancient bell gradually became brighter and brighter, almost illuminating the entire captain's office.

When Fang Xiu's spirituality was about to reach the bottom, he caught the tail of time, and there seemed to be some resonance between the two.

The bronze ancient bell changed again.

I saw that the bronze light in the room began to slowly gather, condensed into substantial light, and engraved on the body of the bell.

Gradually, a word written in official script slowly took shape.

The name of this word is... Emperor!