Lin Li, who had always had no clue about Yuanli Yuanshen, was inspired when he saw the big bell of Fayuan Temple and listened to the sound of the bell and the monks chanting sutras.
This is a rare opportunity. Once you miss it, you don’t know when you will realize it again.
Clutching the realization he just had in his mind, Lin Li clasped his hands in front of his chest. The energy in his body continued to pour into his hands, trying to condense a big bell, but he couldn't succeed after several attempts.
Lin Li knew that this kind of thing could not be done in a hurry. Many people could never comprehend the weapon of destiny in their lifetime, and there were even fewer people who could comprehend the origin of power and soul. For those like himself who had no talent for comprehending the origin of power and soul,
Naturally, there is no need to be anxious.
He relaxed and returned to his calm state again. He seemed to have forgotten himself. In a dark environment, the darkness was boundless, and waves of melodious bells came in, as well as the sound of monks chanting sutras. There seemed to be no sound here.
Time has no concept of space.
——It seemed to be somewhat similar to the chaotic space where Wu Xin originated. Lin Li suddenly had an idea.
Buzzing…
A big bell that covered the world suddenly appeared in the darkness. It vibrated gently and dispersed the darkness, as if it were an innate thing that existed before the world was opened.
And between Lin Li's hands, the prototype of a clock finally condensed. This clock was smooth and smooth, half a person tall and as thick as a bucket. It felt fragile and could be broken with a punch, but it finally condensed into a real bell.
The form is not like before it just condensed and then shattered.
Lin Li opened his eyes, looked at the clock in front of him, and said to himself: "Although it is not perfect yet, we have finally made a start. I will only wait for my understanding to deepen in the future, and the clock will grow stronger little by little, and runes will appear on the surface."
.I have put a lot of effort into condensing the energy and spirit of this bell. If I hadn’t been destined to do it today, I don’t know when it would have been.”
The reason why Lin Li was able to condense Zhong's Yuanli Yuanshen today was that Fayuan Temple was an introduction, the origin of Wu Xin was inspiration, and his own Chaos Yuan Xiu Gong was the foreshadowing, both of which were indispensable.
Then, Lin Li patted the Yuanli Bell in front of him with satisfaction, boom!
The sound of the bell was unexpectedly melodious. Not only did it overwhelm the sound of the big bell in the bell tower, but it seemed that there was also a mysterious law of time and space in the sound of the bell. Although it was subtle, it did exist. Even though it was subtle.
Lin Li didn't know how he understood it.
"That's great. The sound of my little bell can actually be louder than that of a big bell. I am also the one who has realized the power and soul. The weapon of my destiny is called the Chaos Axe, and my soul is called the Chaos Bell.
Well, I don’t know how powerful it will be in the future." Lin Li laughed.
Stretching his finger, the Yuanli Bell shrank sharply until it was only the size of a wine cup and disappeared between Lin Li's eyebrows. At this moment, Lin Li suddenly got excited and stepped ten feet away in one step. When he turned around, he saw a man wearing a
The old monk in bright yellow robes stood where he originally stood, looking at him with a smile on his face.
This old monk had white beard and hair, and he looked charitable, but that didn't stop Lin Li from being frightened. It was terrible to have a person silently come up behind him and find out.
Who is this old monk? He is so powerful! If he wanted to sneak attack me, I would have been seriously injured by now. Lin Li was very frightened.
"Sorry, sorry, did I scare you, little donor?" the old monk said apologetically.
Lin Li calmed down. Although he was a guest, he didn't have a good look on his face. He said calmly: "It's not enough to scare you. But, old monk, do you use floats to walk?"
Seeing that Lin Li seemed really angry, the old monk said sternly: "Donor, please don't misunderstand, I have no ill intentions. I was just surprised and curious when I saw the little bell you condensed, but I forgot to avoid suspicion, so I hope you won't be surprised."
Seeing that the old monk was so sincere, Lin Li shrugged his shoulders and immediately waved his hands and said: "Forget it, forget it, I don't care anymore. Old monk, you are very powerful, it is simply unfathomable."
The old monk also smiled and said: "Little benefactor, you are not bad either. I was just ten feet away from you when I was noticed by you. Then I took a step ten feet away and dodged out. Such a keenness and speed are not seen in Fayuan Temple."
There aren’t many people.”
Lin Li didn't care what the old monk said, he took the initiative and asked: "Old monk, what is your Buddhist name?"
"The old monk's name is Wuhua."
"Flowerless monk?!"
Lin Li almost burst into tears, nodded heavily and said, "Old monk, your Buddhist name is very unique."
The old monk smiled and shook his head, "Donor, you don't have to make fun of me. Whatever the name of the Dharma is, it's just an appearance, and everything is empty. Donor, you are obsessed with appearance."
Lin Lidao: "It's better if you don't mind. Then I'll just call you Monk Wuhua. You like everything to be empty, but I like to be rich and colorful."
If there had not been the previous misunderstanding, Lin Li would have treated each other with courtesy, and he would not have been as relaxed as he is now. In Lin Li's first impression, this old monk was an old monk and there was no need to be polite.
Suddenly meeting such an old monk with unfathomable strength and who owed him a favor, Lin Li naturally wanted to make friends. But looking at the sky, he suddenly said: "Ah, it's getting dark soon. I promised the two masters before it gets dark."
Go back to the guest room."
Lin Li turned to the old monk and said, "Monk Wuhua, which palace do you live in? I will go find you later. I have something to do today, so I have to go back first."
Monk Wuhua said: "I have a question to ask the little benefactor. Let's talk while we are walking. I was just disturbed by the sound of your bell, so I came out to take a look. If I am not wrong, that is your Yuanli Yuanshen, right?"
Lin Li's eyes flashed, and he immediately said: "Yes, it's Yuanli Yuanshen."
"Amitabha."
Monk Wuhua suddenly announced the Buddha's name, which startled Lin Li. He didn't know what the old monk was feeling suddenly, but he continued: "Little donor, your future achievements will be limitless and amazing."
Lin Li curled his lips, "They say monks don't lie. Master Wuhua, are you flattering me?"
"Don't you know, little donor, what the power and soul of bells represent? Have you ever seen the power and soul of bells, towers, etc.?"
Monk Wuhua shook his head and fiddled with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand. Lin Li's sharp eyes saw the words on the beads at a glance. However, the beads were not moved at this time, the font was not obvious, and he did not know which profound Buddhist saying it was.
Listen to Monk Wuhua say: "The energy and spirit of the bells and towers are not condensed just because they want to be condensed. Behind them, they all represent a truth, a profound idea. Only by understanding this truth and tempering it can
Only with this idea can it be condensed, which has great power. I have never seen anyone whose Yuanli Yuanshen is that of a tower or a bell, and there is no record in the classics."
Lin Li's heart tightened. Is it really like what the old monk said? No wonder it was so difficult for him to comprehend. If he hadn't accumulated experience in observing the origin of the witch's heart, he might not have been able to comprehend it.
But he said disapprovingly: "It's not as mysterious as what you said. I just saw the bell in your temple and accidentally realized how powerful it can be. Even the Yuanli Yuanshen of the bell tower type is weak and strong. Mine
Maybe it’s the weakest kind, only superficial.”
Monk Wuhua shook his head lightly and just looked at Lin Li with a smile. Lin Li had a feeling that this monk could see into his heart.
While talking, Lin Li came to the courtyard where he lived.
Lin Li smiled at the two yellow-robed monks and said, "Two masters, it's not dark yet, so I didn't break my promise."
But the two monks didn't look at him, but looked at Wuhua behind him, clasped their hands together and bowed, "I've seen the abbot!"
"Abbot of Fayuan Temple? His name is Wuhua!" Lin Li was so shocked that he was shocked.