The bell tower where Du Wenxing and Huaguanguan are located is located between the bronze hall and the other main hall, but the distance between them is very different, the former is far away while the latter is close.

In front of the bronze hall, there is a platform square with a vastness of hundreds of feet, made of white stone and surrounded by white stone railings.

The middle of Baishi Square is not the Bodhisattvas worshipped in ordinary temples, but a huge and smooth bronze mirror!

This bronze mirror is erected on a huge metal frame, about three meters high, with a glossy face facing the moon, and the bright moonlight reflected on the mirror.

At the four sides of the Baishi Platform, except for the entrances and exits of the four stone steps, there are evenly distributed sculptures of figures about 500 and a half feet high, all of which are made of gold and copper. Each of them has different expressions and postures, but whether they open their eyes and protrude their foreheads or lower their eyes, they are lifelike and no different from living people.

"What does this mirror do?" Du Wenxing asked curiously.

"The Moon Worshiping Sect worships the moon. They believe that the light of the moon has unique spiritual power, and after absorption, it can make people transform into immortals. This mirror is used by these fake monks to reflect the moonlight. After they finish reciting the scriptures, they will concentrate on this square to practice."

"Flowering into an immortal?" Du Wenxing's heart moved. Could this Moon Worshiping Sect be the inheritance of the ancient immortal sect?

Maybe some cultivators in ancient times really rely on moonlight to practice?

"This woman is right." Just as she was thinking, Bei Ming's voice suddenly came from her consciousness, "There is a unique power in the moonlight that can cultivate a strange spiritual power, which has some miraculous effects in use. However, it is impossible to practice it now, because the special spiritual power cultivated in this kind of exercise also requires spiritual energy to transform, and the internal strength of the true qi cannot be achieved."

After saying this, Bei Ming became silent again, Du Wenxing's expression was as normal as he was observing the environment below.

The other buildings in the temple are as a whole, orderly and distributed in all directions, separated by forests and roads, and have a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

In front of the huge bronze mirror in Baishi Square, there is a huge incense burner placed there. The burning sandalwood is sending out a lot of fragrance, spreading throughout the space, making the two people on the bell tower calm down and infected with an atmosphere similar to the world.

The sound of chanting scriptures came from the main hall, which was only about ten feet apart, and there was no one else in the temple. There was an unfathomable atmosphere that made people dare not act rashly.

The strangest thing is that except for the brighter moonlight reflected by the bronze mirror in front of the bronze hall, the rest of the temple community is dark, and even the chanting temples are dark, making people realize that if they walk up to the Baishi Square, it will become the most obvious target.

Hua Guanguan's eyes were staring at the bronze hall, and after a while, he moved away, murmured: "What's wrong with it? Why do I feel a sense of hairiness in my heart?"

"Maybe it's because he is guilty?" Du Wenxing, who was beside him, sneered.

Hua Guanguan stared at Du Wenxing for a while before saying, "Let's go."

Du Wenxing Pavilion?"

"No, go down and find it. Also, I am not a thief, I am taking back what belongs to my holy gate."

After saying that, a strange feeling appeared in Huaguan’s mind. I explained to this guy what he did?

Du Wenxing looked at the bronze hall with bright eyes before the bell tower, "Why don't we go to that bronze hall first? I think there must be good things inside. Even if you can't find the secret book, you can't just go there in vain!"

Hua Guanguan glanced at him: "Are you considered a thief?"

"It's okay, I'm not guilty!" Du Wenxing said with confidence.

"You really want to go to the bronze hall?" After coming to the bell tower, Huaguanguan suddenly said.

Du Wenxing touched his nose, "I suddenly didn't want to go again after hearing what you asked."

He always felt that the Holy Gate asked him to steal secrets and was uneasy. Although he couldn't figure out what was wrong, when Hua Guanguan just talked about going to the bell tower, he felt inexplicably irritated and immediately made the decision to stay away from the bell tower.

Huaguanguan did not force him, but just snorted lightly and stopped talking.

The first place chosen by Huaguanguan is the farthest hall from the Sutra Recitation Hall.

When they arrived at the shop, the two of them stood quietly and listened with their ears. The hall was very quiet and there was no sound at all.

"I'll go in first, wait for my signal."

“Well, what is the signal?”

"cough."

"oh!"

Huaguan gave Du Wenxing a blank look, pushed the door open and flashed in.

A minute later, a gentle cough came from the door.

Du Wenxing also squeezed in through the crack in the door.

"Have you found something?"

"No, you go left and right, look for it separately, and be quicker."

Five minutes later, the two met at the entrance of the hall.

"No."

"Neither I."

"Go, go to the next place."

Most of the hour passed, and the sound of chanting scriptures was still the same. Du Wenxing and Huaguan even searched several halls and found no secrets, and at the same time, no monks in the temple were found.

It seems that they have all gone to chant scriptures.

Later, the two of them simply searched separately, and almost searched all the temples that looked more grand. There was no trace of a library, and there were not even a few scriptures.

When the two met under the bell tower again, there were only some small houses that looked like the residence of monks, as well as the bronze hall and the chanting hall without finding them.

Du Wenxing: "What should I do?"

Huaguan Guan thought for a while and said, "Wait, when these fake monks finish reciting scriptures and go to the square to practice, we will sneak into the scripture chanting hall to search."

"Ok!"

"What did you say?"

"I promised it!"

Du Wenxing secretly wiped a cold sweat. He was usually very careful not to bring out some vocabulary and language habits that did not belong to the main world. What happened today?

Fortunately, Huaguanguan didn't care.

The two of them calmed down at the same time, listening quietly to the chanting of scriptures floating in the air...

Du Wenxing's brows gradually frowned, "Miss Hua, have you noticed their way of chanting scriptures? It is to recite the scriptures in one breath. It feels like these fake monks chanting scriptures is breathing.

Listen, I thought the whistle sound was the sound of the wind, but now I find that it is the sound of these fake monks inhaling at the same time. Moreover, the rhythm of their chanting scriptures is a bit strange, and the sound is like flowing water, with occasional tremolo sounds, which is very nice!

And every time I hear a vibrato, the energy in my body will jump with it, which seems to be an excellent method of practicing qigong."

"You can tell that you have some insight." Hua Guanguan nodded, "This is indeed a peerless martial art, but you definitely don't dare to learn it."

“Why?”

"Because I learned this technique, I will not be able to marry a wife in the future, otherwise all my previous efforts will be wasted." When Hua Guan Guan said this, a narrow smile appeared on his face. The white jade-like face and such a smile seemed extremely sacred under the moonlight and extremely contradictory.

Du Wenxing was stunned for a moment, and the true energy inside his body, which was originally simulating the rhythm of chanting scriptures, was immediately stopped by him.
Chapter completed!