Day and night tour

Chapter 307: The Golden Bell Rings Three Times
Everyone was reluctant to leave, but Zhou Xuan had no intention of speaking anymore. After speaking for several hours in a row, he was already thirsty.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. I will give a lecture here tomorrow. It's getting late today. Everyone should go home and rest first."

It is not easy to ignite the enthusiasm of the audience, and it is even more difficult to extinguish it. In addition, they can come to the Met today because the Met is free of charge.
Ultimately, the money in their pockets does not support their consumption in the metropolis.

"Young sir, I'm afraid we won't be able to come tomorrow. We don't have any money. If we don't make a fortune in the future, I'm afraid we'll never be able to come to the metropolis again."

"That's right. It's rare for a metropolitan city to be kind, and we can't be kind every day."

The audience in the audience said very frankly that they were not ashamed of being short of money, and there was indeed no need to be ashamed of it... As for the Metropolitan, which was a den of money, there were indeed not many people in Mingjiang Mansion who could afford to spend money here.

Fortunately, Gu Ling had already rushed back from the parade. As the boss of Metropolis, she immediately made a harsh statement, saying: "Everyone, from now on, as long as this gentleman gives a lecture here for one day, Metropolis will continue to do so for free like today.
Fruits and snacks are still provided free of charge.”

With Gu Ling's assurance, everyone felt reassured and left the metropolis in waves.

The stage was deserted and the originally bustling place became empty after the audience left.

Zhou Xuan said to Gu Ling, "Boss Gu, you are being too generous. If I continue to talk about last year's books here, you will have to do business for free for a year. It won't be long before your Metropolitan will have to close down."

“It can’t be turned off.”

Gu Ling smiled and said, "Before I went to the Parade of the Gods, the manager had already told me that although it's free today, the income is no less than in the past."

“Where does the money come from?”

"The free ones are just cheap beers. As for the good wines and expensive snacks, I have not changed the prices."

Gu Ling said: "Not all of the people here are ordinary people. There are also some wealthy people with lots of money in their pockets. They drink and eat as they please.
Moreover, they are all very busy people. Even if they have some free time at night, they can't sit still for long before they make an appointment with a dancer or go somewhere to have some fun.

Today they stayed longer and spent more on food and drink than in the past.”

"You businessmen really don't do anything without profit."

"That's not right. I still have a sincere heart and hope that the young master will gather more power to add luster to the "Book of Will". "

Speaking of wish power, the painter interrupted and said, "Young Master, you have absorbed a lot of wish power today. Is it enough to repair the ancient tree and golden bell?"

"It's hard to say. I don't know how the Golden Bell has been repaired. However, I think the progress of the repair should be good."

Zhou Xuan had the experience of "accumulating incense by telling stories" before. By telling stories to accumulate power of vows, it is not that the power of vows will stop being absorbed immediately after he stops giving lectures. Instead, the power of vows will continue to grow after the listeners go home, and they will never forget the books they heard today.

"This growth will not gradually decline until after noon tomorrow. Tonight, the Golden Bell will be repaired to a good level. Tomorrow, with the remaining flame of the power of will, the remaining progress of the Golden Bell will be completed."

"Now that young master has said that, I have something in mind."

The painter invited him sincerely, "Young Master, I want to go back to the God Touring Division to see how well the ancient tree and the golden bell have recovered. You are the one who repaired the tripod, so why don't you go and witness it?"

"Lao Hua, you are just worried that there are still some problems with the Golden Bell. If you encounter problems and cannot solve them, it will be troublesome. That is why you want to invite me to go to see the tripod together. Just say it directly, why beat around the bush..."

"..." The painter's thoughts were exposed and he smiled awkwardly.

……

Mingjiang is more lively than usual late at night today. Many spectators have returned home but are unwilling to go to sleep. They share the stories they heard in the metropolis with their families.

On the roadside, there were some snack stalls surrounded by a lot of diners, some of whom were sitting in groups of three or four, chatting about the book lecture tonight.

The aftereffects of Zhou Xuan's first performance were still fermenting rapidly. As the audience left, the powerful willpower still emerged from many areas of Mingjiang Mansion, turning into white smoke and rushing towards Zhou Xuan with great precision...

……

The top floor of Liyuan Building is where the God Tour Department is located.

Inside the main office building, an ancient bronze tripod was held together by nine iron locks.

This tripod is the ancient tree golden bell used by the Youshensi to monitor Mingjiang Prefecture.

Since it is called "Golden Bell", the dark copper color is not its true color.

When Zhou Xuan arrived near the ancient tripod, he saw that it had regained its vitality. It was emitting a golden light and even the body of the tripod was reflecting light.

"The color of this tripod is so bright?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

"The Ancient Tree Golden Bell is also a remarkable magical weapon."

The painter stared at the golden bell and introduced it to Zhou Xuan: "The Jing Kingdom was once a chaos. With the efforts of the nine ancestral trees, nine giant trees in the world stretched out the sky and the earth..."

"Yes." Zhou Xuan nodded. When he was in the mirror world and conferred titles on Peng Sheng and the musicians to become gods, the will in his body took over and made him recite a passage from the creation of the Well Country.

It also tells the origin of the world of Jingguo, which is exactly the same as what the painter said.

"Nine ancestral trees gave birth to nine great gods... um... there is another saying that the gods were born in chaos, and the ancestral trees held up the sun, moon, stars, and the endless sky. This was the energy bestowed by the gods on the ancestral trees..."

The painter gently stroked the inscription on the surface of the golden bell and said: "At the moment when the ancestral tree separated heaven and earth, the breath of the human world was condensed to the extreme, and a scripture appeared on the tree body.
These nine scriptures are called "Ancient Tree Scriptures" in the ancient books of Jingguo. In the years that followed, the gods refined nine bronze tripods and engraved the scriptures on the ancestral tree on the bodies of the tripods, creating the "Ancient Tree Golden Bell."

The painter added: "Nine golden bells divided the Jing Kingdom into nine prefectures. The golden bells used to be extremely powerful, but after the death of the gods, the golden bells were left without a master. Over time, they became a magical instrument for monitoring and could no longer reproduce their former glory."

"But despite this, the golden bell is still spiritual. Its color represents its age. If the color is dull, it means it has been damaged. If the color is bright, it means its spirituality is reviving. The ancient tree golden bell has not been so golden for many years."

After hearing the painter's words, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but gently press his hand on the surface of the golden bell. A very subtle vibration was clearly transmitted to Zhou Xuan's hand.

"It...seems to be laughing."

"The ancient tree and golden bell in Mingjiang Mansion were almost destroyed. Now it has escaped a catastrophe and turned danger into safety. I am naturally happy."

"It's not just joyful, it's a bit like asking for my storyteller's power."

Zhou Xuan inexplicably had this feeling.

"Why does it need to beg for it?" The painter couldn't figure it out.

Didn’t Zhou Xuan create the Heavenly Book and absorb human wishes just to fulfill his wish of “repairing the golden bell”?
In this case, the Golden Bell can give away all those wishes, so why ask for them?

"correct……"

Zhou Xuan seemed to have figured out the key point and quickly took out the "Book of Will".

After being nourished by countless human wishes, the heavenly book is no longer so inconspicuous. Every page of paper feels like white jade and feels as warm as old jade to the touch.

Zhou Xuan opened the heavenly book and turned to the first page.

A line of black handwriting had been crossed across the word "Wish" on the page.

The wish was crossed out - in Zhou Xuan's opinion, there were only two possibilities: his wish was forcibly terminated by the Heavenly Book, so he had to cross out the wish.

Another possibility is that the ancient tree golden bell has been completely repaired, at least in the eyes of the Book of Will.

Zhou Xuan prefers the latter.

There is no reason to forcibly stop the repair of the ancient tree golden bell.

"Lao Hua, you just said that the color of the golden bell has never been so bright and brilliant in recent years?"

"Correct."

"That's it. The ancient tree golden bell has been repaired."

Zhou Xuan said.

"It's fixed now?"

"It's even more brilliant than before, and the color represents the richness of the Golden Bell's spirituality. Doesn't that mean it's been repaired? And the Heavenly Book has helped you repair some more, so it's a half-gift deal."

Zhou Xuan patted the ancient tree's golden bell lightly.

"Om."

A deep and powerful tripod sound slowly spread in the God Touring Division. "The Heavenly Book of Will is indeed a method that defies the heavens."

The painter somewhat understood "Bifang" and why he did not hesitate to activate the heavenly book and block the path of cultivation for his disciples.

The storyteller said that he had not lit eight incense sticks for three hundred years, and that this was all thanks to Bifang.

"The Heavenly Book of Will is so powerful that any storyteller who reaches the level of Nine Incense Sticks can master it. This terrifying potential is the key reason why Bifang is afraid of his fellow disciples."

The painter said, Zhou Xuan was too lazy to think so much, he concentrated on feeling the endless power of human wishes.

At this moment, he realized that after fulfilling his wish and successfully repairing the golden bell, the "Book of Will" had become a huge warehouse of willpower, storing the "willpower" that was still rapidly generated in Mingjiang Mansion within the book.

The texture of the Heavenly Book, like white jade, is caused by the accumulation of too much power of wishes.

"Golden Bell, you have been repaired, so the Heavenly Book will no longer supply you with human power. However, just because it no longer supplies you with power, it doesn't mean you can't continue to absorb power, right?"

Zhou Xuan asked the ancient tree golden bell.

The golden bell vibrated again, but this time the amplitude of the vibration was obviously more exaggerated, as if it agreed with Zhou Xuan's question.

"The Golden Bell also needs the power of a wish. This power of a wish comes from my lecture book. It is not precious, but I don't know what its specific purpose is."

Zhou Xuan's thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and he decided to continue sharing his wish power with Jin Zhong, letting Jin Zhong be a guinea pig to verify the effect of "will power".

After thinking about this, Zhou Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed on the Heavenly Book, and his mind and those "wishes" formed a solid connection.

These wishes originally belonged to Zhou Xuan. After the link was established, the illusory wishes became tangible and visible real things.

Zhou Xuan could distribute these "wishes" freely. He grabbed the wishes with one hand and pointed at the golden bell with the other.

After being highly concentrated, the wish power as white as mutton-fat jade poured into the golden bell.

The golden light of the golden bell increased its brightness again, as dazzling as the stars in the sky. The light was too strong, and Zhou Xuan and the painter were very close to it, so they both raised their arms at the same time to shield their eyes to prevent burns.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The ancient tree golden bell absorbed all of Zhou Xuan's will power at an extremely fast speed. Its light became extremely bright, illuminating the entire Youshen Division as bright as day. It then vibrated its body and emitted an extremely loud bell sound.

Every time the bell rang, there was a sound like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting. Zhou Xuan and the painter felt their ears were deafened and their internal organs were jumping wildly from the vibrations of the bells.

"Da Zhong, you've turned a blind eye to kindness. That's right."

Zhou Xuan couldn't help but complain - you asked for willpower, I gave it to you, but you flashed and rang without even telling me in advance, I almost went blind and deaf...

……

Three bells rang,

The sound waves after the first bell rang condensed into a Taoist priest in wide robes and big sleeves.

The Taoist's steps seemed a little clumsy, and he even moved his hands and feet together when he took a step, but his body movement seemed extremely agile. After a few strides, he walked from the Youshensi in Liyuan Building to the southernmost part of Mingjiang City.

Stop in front of the gate of "Kuishan Taoist Temple".

Inside the temple gate, there was the sound of a Taoist priest reading Taoist scriptures at night.

The sound of reading scriptures, intertwined with the rustling of insects in the night, is extremely harmonious.

"The Lord of Gods has issued an order to slay demons and monsters. Thunder is roaring in the five directions, and all evil spirits are driven away... The talisman is raised."

The Taoist priest transformed by the sound of the bell pointed his right hand like a sword. Countless yellow talismans appeared out of thin air and began to revolve around his body.

"go with!"

The sword pointed at the Taoist temple, and yellow talismans surged across the sky. For a moment, wherever the yellow talismans passed, thunder was triggered and blood splattered. There was no sound of Taoist priests chanting in the Taoist temple, but instead there were many foxes chirping miserably.

After the dust settled on the yellow talisman, fox corpses were lying everywhere in the Taoist temple.

Some of these fox spirits have four tails, some have five tails, and some even have a sixth tail with a pointed tip.

After the fox fairies in the Taoist temple died, the Taoist priest who threw the talisman disappeared...

……

After the second bell of the ancient tree golden bell rang, the sound waves turned into a monk.

This monk was not as solemn as other monks. Apart from wearing a cassock, his hair was flying in disorder and he held a rosary in his hand.

The rosary beads are made of "human teeth" and are polished into a square shape. Only the ups and downs of the occlusal surface retain the final characteristics of human teeth.

This is not a monk at all, he is clearly an evil monk.

The evil monk took staggering steps, shrinking the distance into an inch, and in a few breaths, he arrived at Xijiao Temple.

Located in the western suburbs of Mingjiang, Huangyuan Water Fort is adjacent to Huangyuan Prefecture, and the two places share a lake.

At this time, there was a strange rose-red fire burning in the Xijiao Temple, and the containers containing the wax and fire were actually one eerie white skeleton after another.

The lips of the major Buddha statues in the mountain gate were smeared with blood, as if their lips were sealed.

"Hehehe... virtuous monks, the little monk "Liu Wu" comes to ask for your teachings on Buddhism."

The six demon monks threw the human tooth rosary in their hands into the sky. A slight lake breeze swirled up at the Huangyuan Water Fort in Huangyuan Prefecture, and then blew along the lake surface towards the Xijiao Temple.

The wind rose from Huangyuan. When the breeze passed through the 900-li lake and waterway, the wind gradually became more arrogant, rolling up a raging water dragon, crashing into the mountain gate and palace gate of Xijiao Temple...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The water dragon moved with great force, sweeping up hundreds of monks in the temple one by one, and then crashing into the thick temple wall.

The monks who were caught in the water dragon were instantly crushed to pieces, and their deaths were horrible to watch...

When the water dragon lost its power and strength and fell to the ground, the Xijiao Temple was littered with broken limbs.

The floating human tooth rosary also fell back into the hands of the evil monk "Liu Wu".

The evil monk crossed his hands and tore the rosary apart. The human teeth fell to the ground and sucked the monks' blood. They actually grew into mouths and bit the nose, eyes, ears and mouth of the evil monk. After a while, they bit six bloody holes in his head.

No eyes, no ears, no nose, no mouth, these are the "six nothings".

"Liu Wu" had revealed his true form, and the next moment, his figure disappeared.

Inside Xijiao Temple, another gust of wind blew and rushed into the main hall, making the white wind chimes in the hall jingle.

Upon closer inspection, those wind chimes were nothing more than leg bones tied with red ropes and hung on the beams...

……

The ancient tree golden bell rang for the third time, and the sound waves turned into a folk witch wearing a black cloak with sunken eyes, and was carried on Zhou Xuan's back.

Zhou Xuan felt his body sink, and was keenly aware of something on his back. He shook his body violently, trying to get the thing off his back.

"The young Nuo God of the Zhou family can travel with his spirit every day, so how come he doesn't know how to change his form?"

After saying that, the folk witch in a cloak slapped Zhou Xuan's back with his right hand.

"Snapped!"

After a dull sound, Zhou Xuan's soul was knocked out of his body...

(End of this chapter)