"Bell! Clang! ...”

It was noon when I returned.

The deep and deep sound of the bronze bell in the temple resounded throughout the western district.

Looking at the White Lotus Temple standing quietly in the dim rain, the cement walls and colors painted on the outside are still very fresh, after two months, Bai Ming has a feeling that things are wrong in his heart.

After returning from the ninja building, Bai Ming's feeling became even stronger.

He had just arrived in Yunin Village more than a year ago, it was bustling and noisy, and its popularity was the most of any town he had ever experienced in this world, but now the streets were sparsely populated, and the city was quiet and deserted, like a ghost.

Bai Ming, who had been living in a peaceful country for the first half of his life, thought that he was deeply aware of the ignorance, decay and barbarism of this world when he first came to this world.

But after the war began, he really understood what the earthly world is like a purgatory oven, and what is not up to the Lord and what is not up to man.

Except for those who are high in power, no one is not in this sea of suffering, and they are coerced by the tide until they are powerless to struggle.

Just wandering on the brink of war, he has begun to hate the chaotic order brought about by war.

So the people who live in this world are constantly experiencing destruction again and again, they are homes, relatives, lovers, and friends.

Hatred is a shackle, war is a catalyst that catalyzes the proliferation of shackles, and when countless shackles are entangled, it is a karmic knot that can no longer be broken.

"Good, good!"

As if to pity something, Bai Ming folded his hands and sighed, and walked into the White Lotus Temple.

On the right side of the main hall and the school grounds, a three-foot high bell tower rises from the ground, and Kintaro pushes the ram and rings the bronze bell that is a human height in front of him.

The moment the hammer collided with the bell, the impact of the shock was transmitted to the body through the hammer, the qi and blood became active and boiling under the vibration, and the muscles and bones also became harder under the vibration.

As the last bell struck the end, he exhaled a breath of turbid air mixed with the impurities in his body, and although his arms were tired and sore, there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Continue like this, in two months, my "Bronze Statue Gong" should be able to break through the third layer."

He is indeed worthy of Bai Ming's optimism about the top martial arts geniuses, and only with the secret of "Bronze Statue Gong" that Bai Ming explained once and left behind, in just over two months, he practiced alone to cultivate "Bronze Statue Gong" to the second level.

Bai Ming's "Bronze Statue Gong" has a total of six layers.

The first three layers are the foundation, although the method of internal practice is combined, but it is mainly based on external practice.

The conventional cultivation method is similar to the iron cloth shirt to use external objects to polish the body, but in a game of ringing the bell, Kintaro found another way to use the fluctuations of the oscillation of the bell to stimulate the boiling of qi and blood in the body, so as to wash away the skin membranes and muscles and bones, and achieve a stimulating effect similar to that of a medicinal bath that is beneficial to the body.

Of course, being able to grasp the subtle fluctuations transmitted by the bell's oscillation and turn them into practice aids is also related to his talent for manipulating spiritual power.

In other words, Kintaro was born with the qualifications to be a ninja.

After ringing the bell, when the fluctuations of qi and blood in his body calmed down, Kintaro held on to the guardrail and jumped straight over, and his body was still spinning in mid-air.

When my feet hit the ground, it seemed that the ground was a little slippery, and my feet couldn't help slipping, and I was about to fall down.

"Be careful."

A hand grabbed him in time, and with this bit of help, Kintaro immediately stood up safely.

"Uncle Bai Ming!"

Kintaro couldn't help but shout out in surprise when he saw the young monk who was holding him up, wearing a plain white monk's robe, and his eyebrows, eyes, and expression were gentle and approachable.

"You're back."

"I'm back, long time no see, Kintaro." Bai Ming let go of his hand and touched his head, "You are really a better child than I imagined." "I've actually cultivated the "Bronze Statue Gong" to the second level, but next time I can't be too naughty, it's not good to fall and get hurt."

Just a little contact, Bai Ming was slightly surprised to find out how far Kintaro's current cultivation had been.

Kintaro directly ignored Bai Ming's last half of the sentence, enjoying Bai Ming's touch a little, but said as if he was a little smug, "That's it, I'm a genius." ”

He immediately praised himself with Bai Ming's words of praise for himself, but the little anxiety in his heart that had been there recently suddenly dissipated.

Uncle Bai Ming is back, so the White Lotus Temple will be safe.

Recently, some changes in the White Lotus Temple have actually been faintly noticed by some sensitive children. It's just that they basically hide it in their hearts and don't show it, so as not to worry other younger companions.

Not only him, when the news of Bai Ming's return spread in the temple, all the people in the temple who were worried immediately relieved.

"Master!"

"Uncle Bai Ming..."

"It's great that you'll come back safely, Master Bai Ming..."

It took nearly three or four hours for Bai Ming to appease all the children in the temple and some of the believers who rushed to hear the news, and then he had a moment to spare.

Several disciples stood in front of him.

A young man's body always grows very quickly.

Under the stimulation of adequate nutrition and martial arts training, several people were not as thin as Bai Ming was when he first saw them, and this time they didn't see them for two months, and they grew a lot taller.

Especially Tama, the few martial arts he practiced were easy to alienate the direction of the body's bias towards stoutness, and in terms of size, he was no less than a tall adult, but his face still retained a bit of youthful heroism.

"You've been doing a good job lately, that's good!"

After learning about some recent things in the White Lotus Temple from the mouths of Tama, Bai Ming also learned that these disciples had performed well during the time they were away, and they praised them.

Bai Ming's praise made several disciples very useful, and after the master and apprentice chattered, "Master Craftsman, we heard the news that the ninjas of Konoha will come to attack the village, what should we do next?" ”

Bai Ming sighed softly, "I have already ended the contract with the Rain Ninja Village, and I will not be employed by the Rain Ninja Village from now on, and I don't have to worry about the White Lotus Temple being deliberately targeted." ”

"Although I went out this time partly because of the rain ninja, I also saw countless ordinary people suffering in this war."

"Since I founded the White Lotus Sect, I also have a heart to save people, although there are few people and weak strength, but I should also see the unity of action, do my best, and save one person is one person."

"From this day on, you will spread the word outward, but any homeless orphans can come to my temple."

"If you wish to take refuge in the faithful, you can also come to the temple."

"If a sick person is sick, whether he is a believer or not, regardless of his status, he can also turn to us for help, and he can heal his illness and save his wounds without money."

"Master! ...”

Several disciples looked worried.

If this regulation continues, the little food and supplies in the White Lotus Temple will soon run out.

"Don't worry, I'll figure it out." Bai Ming smiled gently, his body was full of compassion, and the candlelight in the room to increase the brightness of the light shone on him, like a Buddha in a treasure hall.

"No biological mother, vacuum hometown."

"May my world be carefree and long-lived."