The width of the steps is, the length of the steps is, and the distance is.

Step by step, Han Sanqian even went straight up the steps until the end.

He raised his head several times, but every time he saw the endless ladder. He simply did not look at it or look at it, and he kept his head in his arms and walked up step by step like a mechanical one.

After all, it was a long time later that he suddenly realized that the steps under his feet were no longer ordinary. They were crystal clear, like stone but not stone, like jade but not jade.

When I looked up, I saw a high platform at the end of the steps not far away, which was stable at the top.

He looked at his feet and there were countless steps spiraling deep into the depths of the ground.

"call!"

After letting out a heavy breath, Han Sanqian stepped aside, accelerated his speed, and quickly headed towards the platform.

In less than a moment, Han Sanqian had already climbed the platform.

The platform is spliced ​​with countless square tiles with a length of about one meter, with a total of about 300 square meters. The floor tiles look similar to the last step. At the center of the platform, an old clock is hung in the center and is placed by two large pillars, which looks extremely majestic.

"Bell ringer!"

"One sound is the sound, seven sounds are the end."

A sound that sounds like an old man, but is vigorous and powerful, is empty and illusory.

Han Sanqian looked at the old clock tightly. Damn, this clock is as huge as a truck, with mottled rust on it. It is called a clock, but it looks more like a piece of scrap iron. Therefore, from the appearance, the possibility of this clock ringing is extremely low.

Moreover, the bell hammer hanging next to him did not seem to be a good master, but also had mottled rust. The most embarrassing thing is its weight.

Just looking at it, the thing weighs thousands of pounds. It is extremely easy for people to take it and ring the bell.

If Han Sanqian was in his heyday, such a clock and a hammer, Han Sanqian would be without fear and could be controlled at will.

But without the support of cultivation, it is so difficult to move it.

Han Sanqian even joked that it was already good to be able to move the clock hammer.

"Young man, pick up the clock hammer and you can start."

"If the bell can ring, you are a man."

"If you can make two sounds, you can be considered a person who has not gone for nothing in this world. You can only be considered a Taoist practitioner."

"If this sounds three times, it is the last person who has achieved something."

When the words fall, the voice breaks.

Han Sanqian frowned: "Senior, are you gone?"

"What else do you want to know?"

"I want to know, what is the four tones, and what is the five tones?"

"It seems you don't need to know these, but since you asked, I will speak out, so you can hear them clearly."

Han Sanqian nodded: "Let me listen carefully."

"Okay, if this bell rings four times, it will be the pride of heaven and earth, so it is above others."

"As for the five sounds, you can dominate all directions and call him the true god."

Han Sanqian roughly understood that this sound can be called an ordinary person in the world, while the second sound can be considered a disciple of a high school who has achieved success in school. As for the third sound, it is a master, the fourth sound is a super master who can dominate one side, and the fifth sound can be regarded as a true god.

However, this gave Han Sanqian a deeper question.

"I just heard from the old man that the bell rings seven times. So, what should six times and seven times be? "Han Sanqian said suspiciously.

"Six sounds and seven sounds?" The old man was not angry, nor did he feel impatient at all. He just said slowly: "These are beyond your understanding. There is no need to ask or know."

Han Sanqian smiled bitterly. Although the old man did not answer, it was obvious that Han Sanqian could also roughly judge through the previous situation that it was absolutely amazing that it could make six or seven sounds.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian shook his head: "I asked Han to ring the bell, but this senior only said that the front and not the back. Han really didn't know whether the bell was ringing or not."

"After all, what if I want the bell to ring seven times, then what should I do then?"

Hearing Han Sanqian's words, the old man smiled softly: "Seven times? It seems that I should really tell you what these six sounds and seven sounds mean."
Chapter completed!