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第三千七百零五章 去烦钟

Strong contenders gathered here, making this the highlight of the Peach Blossom Festival, but also harboring potential dangers.

Indeed, a mix of hope and worry!

As people anticipated various treasures, they also feared losing their competitive edge.

With the three realms' strongest warriors converging on Penglai, even if heart-stirring treasures did appear, how could one be certain of securing them?

Self-reflection revealed that such certainty was non-existent.

Anxiety and anticipation!

Despite this anxious state, time continued to pass.

Finally, the Peach Blossom Festival commenced.

With great attention, countless old monsters at the Transcending Tribulation stage eagerly awaited the grand event's opening.

On that day, as dawn broke, an ancient bell sounded in their ears.

Serene, distant...

Though the bell's sound was vast and filled with primordial antiquity, it strangely calmed one's heart, washing away all烦恼and worries.

Feeling incredibly refreshing.

"Ah!"

Lin Xuan shook off his clothes, exhaling a mouthful of stale air.

He had long heard about this bell named "Qifan," which could cleanse three thousand strands of烦恼. If a cultivator's mental cultivation was stagnant, hearing twelve rings might even help break through barriers.

Though somewhat mysterious, there was no exaggeration involved.

The Qifan Bell originated from the ancient past and was a renowned treasure owned by the Rain Mist Commerce Alliance.

It was said that someone had sought it out at Penglai, offering a century-old crystal stone treasure accumulated by a major sect, yet failed to even meet with the leader.

Some treasures couldn't be bought with money alone.

Of course, Fairy Yutong wasn't miserly. Every invited cultivator could hear the Qifan Bell for free during each Peach Blossom Festival.

As they say, seeing is believing.

Lin Xuan had read much about the Qifan Bell in ancient texts and now personally experienced it, feeling its profound effects.

All烦恼seemed truly removed.

It was invigorating.

However, this was merely an illusion.

Just as one could cut through emotional ties with a wise sword, doing so wasn't easy. The same applied to烦恼.

While the Qifan Bell might offer some enlightenment, true removal of烦恼ultimately required personal effort. External aids like the bell could only provide temporary support at best.

Lin Xuan sighed but didn't dwell on it. Regardless, the Qifan Bell's reputation was well-deserved; its effects on his mental cultivation were undeniable.

Content with what he had achieved, Lin Xuan continued to reflect.

The twelve rings of the bell echoed for days after their first sound. When they finally ended at noon, Lin Xuan was surprised by how long it felt like he'd been there. Recalling his time in the bell's presence, he gained some insights. While his mental state hadn't advanced significantly, previously minor flaws seemed to have vanished.

Small differences could make a huge difference; these imperfections were crucial for his main元婴's advancement. Now, with them gone, entering the Transcending Tribulation后期seemed less distant.

Smiling, Lin Xuan felt that he had stumbled upon unexpected benefits before the festival began. Perhaps this boded well for his participation in the Peach Blossom Festival.

Feeling optimistic, Lin Xuan left his cave and headed towards Moon Butterfly. The two women greeted him warmly before retreating into their Pocket Universe.

Lin Xuan then emitted a bright green light, breaking through the space around him as he departed from the mysterious cave.

The surroundings blurred before the massive mountain reappeared in view.

A beautiful young woman stood ten feet away, bowing gracefully: "Greetings, senior. My name is Qing'er and I will guide you to the Peach Blossom Festival venue. Are you ready? We can proceed now."

"Of course."

Lin Xuan smiled.

Qing'er bowed again as she waved her hand, emitting golden light. A small but elegant spirit boat appeared before them.

Though not large, it was well-decorated, crafted by a master. It was an excellent flying artifact.

Lin Xuan stepped onto the boat and Qing'er cast a spell at it.

Instantly, the craft was enveloped in a glow, cutting through clouds as they ascended towards the peak.

Along the way, hidden pavilions and terraces could be seen, with waterfalls and streams providing soothing sounds. The scenery was like an earthly paradise.

In the misty air, various spirit boats zipped by, too numerous to describe.

Clearly, these were all participants in the Peach Blossom Festival.

The spirit boat sped quickly but took nearly half an hour to reach the summit.

This mountain must have been incredibly steep and tall.

"Top of the mountain," Qing'er said, though it was actually a vast area.

A magnificent palace floated above them, drawing attention.

Ignoring any rest, the spirit boat flew directly towards the palace's entrance.

Entering swiftly.

Inside, the decor appeared rugged and ancient, unlike modern architecture, reminiscent of primordial times.

Patrolling cultivators in heavy armor were everywhere. These warriors' aura reached late-stage Divination Realm, posing no threat to Lin Xuan, yet he felt an inexplicable unease.

A sense of danger.

Lin Xuan's brows furrowed slightly.

"Senior, have you heard of the Shadow Guards?" Qing'er asked with a smile.

"Aren't they different from ordinary soldiers in your alliance?"

"Yes. The Shadow Guards are selected and specially cultivated cultivators. Each is formidable, and their unique cultivation methods can help them break through barriers temporarily to enter Transcending Tribulation stage."

Lin Xuan's composure was unshaken by the news, but he couldn't hide his surprise at this revelation.

It was known that many secret arts in the cultivation world could temporarily unlock potential, but for a late-stage Divination Realm cultivator to break through the Transcending Tribulation barrier was too shocking.

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