In Shaoshi Mountain, in a relatively remote monastery, an ancient bronze bell chimes. The sound is rich and resonant in the mountain. It is not harsh and can be vaguely heard dozens of miles away.
I don’t know how long it has been in existence. Its surface is covered with patina and is simple and vicissitudes of life. It seems to be telling the rise and fall of the years.
A group of monks, big and small, looked around in horror and chanted scriptures, some of them unable to understand this miraculous phenomenon.
In the dark, Bai Yang and Qing He watched, but did not show up.
"That ancient clock seems to be a magic weapon?" Qinghe asked a little uncertainly.
Bai Yang nodded and said: "Perhaps the ancient bell in history was a very important ritual instrument. It was blessed by countless people's thoughts. Now the vitality nourishment has undergone magical changes and has become a magical instrument. It can barely be regarded as a first-class weapon. "
"A first-grade magic weapon is not too weak for this world. Perhaps the power of this ancient bell is limited, but it is a magic weapon within the range. It has extraordinary power when used properly. Unfortunately, the people around him do not know how to practice and cannot urge them. "Move, now it can only be regarded as a decoration," Qinghe said, looking at the ancient clock over there.
This kind of sound wave-type ranged magic weapon has limited lethality alone and can be used in a crowd. The sound waves can sweep away a large area and cannot be measured by common sense. Qinghe practices music martial arts and has a good understanding of ancient bells. through.
The innate Tai Chi Bagua picture flashed in his eyes. How could Bai Yang still be in the mood to recite sutras if he knew something? To put it bluntly, the people here are all fake monks who can read a few scriptures. They are just here to fool tourists. They came here when they saw the ancient clock performing extraordinary. After all, the ancient clock chimes by itself. The more fake monks are in this situation, the more sincere they are. Otherwise, how can we blame Buddha...
So, when the old monk yelled, not only did he get kicked but no one responded at all.
We are just deceiving people with our salary. These guys are not easy to mess with at first glance. Stop making trouble. The country will deal with it afterwards...
As a result, the people who rushed into the bell tower violently destroyed the structure and threw the ancient bell out of the monastery, but no one stood up to stop it from the beginning to the end.
"Huaxia Shaoshi Mountain? The Holy Land of Martial Arts? Seventy-two stunts? How disappointing!" The man in the peaked hat shook his head in disdain.
The group of people moved very quickly. They entered the monastery, took out guns and controlled the situation, and moved the ancient clock out in just three minutes.
"Amitabha!"
A loud sound of Buddha's chant came from outside the monastery. The face of the man in the peaked hat changed, and he motioned for others to continue, and he quickly rushed outside.
When I came outside and took a look, there was a hint of interest in the corner of my mouth.
At this time, outside the Zen monastery, a group of monks came again from nowhere. There were more than a hundred monks, all wearing gray monk robes, all giving people a strong feeling.
The real monk is here!
"How can we allow you to destroy this pure place of Buddhism, put down your things, and wait for legal sanctions?"
A burly middle-aged bald man walked out of a group of real monks, and with easy-going eyes, he called the Buddha and said.
"It's interesting, you look like a Buddhist practitioner, but I'm curious, are you more powerful with your fists and kicks or our guns? Again, our target is the ancient bell. If you don't want this place to become a river of blood, please get out of the way!" came out! The man in the peaked hat said solemnly.
The monk who spoke over there was silent for a moment and said: "Amitabha, donor, we can't let you take away the ancient bell, even if you have to go to see the Buddha today! Also, I advise you, give up, you can't leave China, armed police officers and soldiers Already on the way here!"
"Are you serious?" The man in the peaked hat said solemnly.
The burly monk over there silently tied the hem of his robe around his waist and said, "I'm afraid this poor monk will have to feed the devil with his body today!"
The extraordinary performance of an ancient clock not only attracted bureaucrats, but also attracted foreign forces to snatch it. The fake monk did nothing, but the real monk showed up but refused to give in!
Secretly, seeing such a scene, Qing He felt no fluctuation in her heart. After all, she did not belong to this country. She had even seen too many similar situations and was numb. At this time, she looked at Bai Yang and didn't know how he would deal with it.
"Just let nature take its course. This is just the beginning. When the whole world begins to change and various magical items appear, competition is inevitable. From now on, similar situations will emerge one after another. The progress of civilization has always been accompanied by battles and blood. , many times it is impossible to arouse people's fighting spirit without some blood. After a long period of peace, I'm afraid people don't have much blood, right?" Bai Yang looked over there and said calmly.
As far as he knew, after a week of vitality nourishing the earth, all countries realized that the world was changing, and the infiltration of various spies was extremely crazy. This was the first to surface, and there would be many such situations in the future.
Competition for various resources is an inevitable phenomenon after the earth changes. Bai Yang does not want to intervene unless necessary.
The monk over there blocked the way, and the conversation between the two parties collapsed. The man in the peaked hat waved his hands and said solemnly: "Let's do it, let's fight quickly!"
"Amitabha!"
A group of true monks chanted Buddha's name, faced guns without fear, and moved forward boldly.
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Guns rang out, and blood burst out. Flesh and blood were never defeated by the power of firearms and bullets...
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