Behind the temple is a resting place for monks, and at this time, in the large courtyard, there is a cacophony of grinding against the walls caused by gold objects cutting through the walls.

Swish!

The tip of the sword swept against the wall, and his happy figure turned sharply, returning to the center of the courtyard again, his brows kept twisting, as if he was struggling with some problem.

The revival of the prayer chakra rejuvenated the Heavenly Void that had lost its energy nourishment, and Joy could easily summon the Celestial Void, and this familiar touch and energy operation provided Greater confidence for Joy to suppress and transform the magical energy.

But in the following attempts, Joy became more and more irritable. After all, the operation of the magic energy is affected by the energy of the scriptures, and in the case of fully grasping the trajectory of the movement, I am happy to try to urge the magic energy, but I find that under the natural suppression of the magic energy of the scriptures, the other party has been arrogant and arrogant before the existence of disobedience, but has become a state of always shrinking, no matter how you drive, the aggrieved existence of the place does not move.

The magic energy did not move, and there was an obvious gap between the follow-up spiritual power and the scripture energy, and the previous pleasure that made the arms and fingers was suddenly blocked in the middle, which was the most fundamental reason for the happy frown.

Being able to summon the Heavenly Void again means that the strength of the scripture energy has reached the requirements of the spirit sword, and even if the happiness at this time is not at the peak of the state, it at least has a certain combat power. But just now, the joy of constantly trying to move the sword had the illusion that the spirit sword was about to be taken off several times.

The dense messy sword marks on the wall fully illustrate this point, and several groups of monks have gone to the presiding elders to reprimand Xingxing's evil behavior of almost demolishing the house, but they have all been blocked one by one, and the connivance of the host and the stubbornness of the happy heart directly make the sword marks on the backyard wall more and more.

The peaceful coexistence of spiritual power and scriptural energy has given Joy a lot of confidence, which proves that the mutual restraint between energies only bursts out when they collide with each other, and Joy, who is constantly obsessed with the wrong direction of fusion, hits the wall again after choosing to drive.

This is where I am happy and confused, although the magic energy is suppressed by the energy of the scriptures, but this suppressive force only acts on the magic energy itself, and the traces of demonization on my body have not completely dissipated, and the sense of connection with the magic energy is still there, but why can't it be driven at will?

Happy finally stopped swinging his sword, and a few bold little novices kept guard outside the gate of the backyard, seeing that there was no movement in the courtyard, one by one bare heads stuck in from the gate, and kept inward.

It's a little funny to watch, in fact, although his sword occasionally gets out of control, it is controlled within the range of his control, even if the other party walks directly into the backyard, he will not be hurt in the slightest.

But the other party obviously didn't think so, the happiness that had been in a peaceful state before seemed to have suddenly changed a person in the past few days, except for the rest time after nightfall, when there was no one in the backyard during the day, there was constantly a strange sound of ping-pong coming from the backyard, and the messy traces left on the courtyard wall confirmed the evil deeds of a group of monks who were happy to demolish the house.

Happy shook his head, he no longer blindly thought about the problem he couldn't figure out, this is a truth he realized after getting the old monk's prompt, the old monk was right, Zen, is the purest and simplest truth in this world, but no matter how simple the truth is, there will be a considerable number of people who can't figure it out in this life.

For example, at this time, Xing Xing, walking with his mind carelessly, after patting a few bright and round heads in a row, Xing Xing walked to the morning bell in the middle of the big temple.

This bell shape is huge, after years of wind and rain, the surface has lost the original brilliance, on the black metal material, the fine lines have been worn off the outermost layer of luster, it looks a little dull, the thick bell pestle is hung by two thick hemp ropes, hanging less than ten centimeters away from the big clock.

A young novice with a young face had been standing by the bell, and when he saw Happy coming over, he took the initiative to come forward and salute.

"The donor got up so early. ”

Xiao Shami bowed to Happy, a clear smile on his face.

The monk who needed to be on duty had to get up before dawn, so he didn't see the "feat" that Xing had just done in the backyard. I was a little embarrassed by what the other party said, and then changed the subject.

"Is this the morning bell that you have to think about every day?"

The little novice nodded, then replied.

"This is the first lesson after the little novice enters the temple, to persist for two years, the morning bell is a total of 36 times, slowly lead the bell pestle, first fast eighteen times, then slow eighteen times. ”

Xiao Shami explained very seriously, as if this was his most important task, and he was happy to be affected by the other party's serious expression, it turned out that a simple morning bell was so exquisite.

"I'm going to ring the bell, donor, please. ”

Xiao Shami smiled and bowed to Xing Xing again, and then slowly walked back to the bell, grabbed the thick hemp rope hanging from the bell with both hands, slowly lifted it gently, and naturally hit the bell with the weight of the bell itself.

"Knock ......"

The bell was long and long, and the little novice seemed to have mastered the trick of it, and each time he looked very relaxed, and he was not far away from standing happily, and the reason why he walked to the morning bell was to feel the effect of the bell on him up close.

From time to time, the little novice recited unknown scriptures in his mouth, and as the bell rang, the originally gentle and flowing scripture energy in his body seemed to feel the traction of some kind of force, and the flow speed increased a lot out of thin air.

"How is it similar to the effect of spiritual incense?"

Talking to himself happily and suspiciously, the standing figure remained motionless, and the bell slowly sounded, as if a gentle energy shock was constantly sweeping over itself. At this time, I am glad that the body that has been impregnated with demonic energy has actually peeled off the traces left by demonic energy layer by layer, and the strengthening of demonic energy to the physical body is different from the energy of scriptures, and there is a kind of tyrannical taste. At this time, the scripture energy was pulled by the bell, directly replacing the magic energy to strengthen the happy body again.

Between this in and out, the perception of happiness is indeed completely different.

First of all, there is a faint feeling of warmth from the palms of the hands and feet, and I feel that my body is warm, as if I am in a summer sunbath, but this warmth is generated from the inside out, and then a little bit of scripture energy is impregnated from the veins to the outside of the body.

The texture that was stretched by the magic energy before was constantly repairing the previous scars under the nourishment of the scripture energy, and the current state of happiness did not seem to feel the impact of this scar, the magic energy faded, the scripture energy was replenished, and the warm feeling directly covered the discomfort left by the brutal impact of the demon energy in the flesh before, so that the pain of happiness was minimized.

This is like pulling out the seedlings and then watering and fertilizing them step by step, the seedlings are not dead, and while they are rejuvenated, the previous damage is also being restored in an orderly manner.

Happy only knew that when he entered the big temple before, the morning bell had the strongest suppression of magic energy, and the Buddhist sound of the monks chanting the scriptures played more of a role in pulling the power. But what I didn't expect was that the morning bell could infuse the energy of the scriptures with vitality and stimulate the activity of the body.

"Knock ......"

After eighteen slow strokes, the speed at which the little novice pushed the bell and pestle suddenly increased, followed by a rapid bell that was better than the other.

In ancient times, the morning bell was to wake up the sleeping monks, and it was the beginning of the day, and the monks in the big temple seemed to have formed a diligent character of getting up early to practice under the leadership of the presiding seniors, and the bell at this time heralded the beginning of the morning class.

Happy stood until the bell was over, and the little novice walked up to Happy again and saluted Happy again.

"Donor, this is my last week on duty, and next week I will ring the bell here for the new junior disciples who have entered the temple. I'm going to the front hall for morning service. ”

After saying this, he saluted again, and the little novice quickly disappeared down the path.

Happy slowly detached from the refreshing feeling of the scripture energy bathing his whole body, and looked at the direction in which the little novice left, two strange lights burst out in his happy eyes.

The scripture energy has already achieved an overwhelming advantage in the fight against the demonic energy, and if it continues to stay here, it will definitely attract the Heavenly Demons!

The monks in the great temple must not be allowed to suffer this unjustified calamity.

Happy thoughts, there is an urge to leave directly, but as soon as he thinks of the two smiling faces of the old man and the old monk beside him, he feels that he should always say goodbye to the two old men before leaving, which is the least respect.