My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 3 The Heartless Bell

The two walked out of the library side by side, sincerely trying to suppress their uneasy feelings.

It'll be soon, it'll be soon. Once we enter the Ancestral Master's Hall, we can suppress this evil spirit.

“Master Chengyi, are you hungry? How about we grab a vegetable pancake before we go? It won’t take much time anyway,” Chen Mu suddenly said.

Cheng Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly came to his senses and said, "Okay, let's eat first."

The two turned and headed towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, He Daoren was washing the dishes absentmindedly.

I sincerely instructed them, and today the Taoist priests at the temple got up exceptionally early.

After breakfast, everyone was sincerely arranged to practice their skills in the square in front of the Ancestral Hall.

On the one hand, it stimulates the body's qi and blood to protect itself, and on the other hand, it blocks the entrance to prevent evil spirits from escaping.

"I wonder if that evil spirit has been suppressed." As He Daoren was thinking, he looked up and saw a pale-faced figure with dark circles under his eyes.

He Daoren was so frightened that his heart almost stopped.

"Let's eat!" Cheng Yi quickly said in advance.

He Daoren's hand trembled, and he hurriedly prepared food for the two of them.

Chen Mu wolfed down his food, swallowing his two vegetable pancakes in a few bites, and practically dumping a bowl of porridge directly into his mouth.

After finishing his meal, he stared intently at the heartfelt vegetable pancake.

“I’m not very hungry, you eat.” Cheng Yi’s eyelids twitched.

"Okay!" Chen Mu happily took the sincere vegetable pancake and chewed it with gusto.

Cheng Yi quickly finished his porridge and sat down casually to the side, but his eyes were fixed on Chen Mu out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing that Chen Mu had finished his vegetable pancake, he breathed a sigh of relief.

That should do it. All we need to do is lure this guy to the patriarch…

"Could I have another bowl of porridge? I'm choking." Chen Mu said with a pained expression.

"Alright!" Cheng Yi suppressed the urge to grit his teeth and waved to He Daoren.

With a distressed expression, He Daoren served Chen Mu porridge.

If we let these evil spirits eat and drink their fill, how can we fight them?!

But what if he goes berserk if we don't give it to him?
With a pained expression, He Daoren served Chen Mu porridge, watching him drink it all in one gulp and even let out a satisfied burp. He Daoren felt a nervous itch all over his body.

"Young Master Chen, shall we go now?" Cheng Yi asked, trying to suppress his erratic breathing.

"Let's go, let's start early and finish early." Chen Mu was satisfied and followed Cheng Yi to a magnificent hall.

At this moment, in the small square in front of the hall, seven or eight Taoist priests, dressed in short clothes, were practicing martial arts with great enthusiasm.

Chen Mu stood beside the square, watching the Taoist practice with great interest.

Cheng Yi was anxious, but dared not urge him too much, for fear that the evil spirit would notice something was wrong.

After watching for a full quarter of an hour, Chen Mu reluctantly walked into the Ancestral Hall.

Cheng Yi watched Chen Mu walk into the Ancestral Hall and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"No matter what kind of evil spirit you are, with the Heartless Bell suppressing you, you will surely die!" Cheng Yi immediately regained his composure, glanced at his junior brothers practicing their skills, and followed into the Ancestral Hall with a relaxed expression.

"Young Master Chen, please look, the scriptures are right here," Cheng Yi said with a smile, pointing to the east wall of the Ancestral Hall.

"Without understanding the profound mystery of the universe, how can one know that lotuses can be planted in fire? Bring the white tiger home to raise it, and it will produce a bright pearl as round as the moon..."

The entire wall is made of a single, enormous stone. A profound and mysterious scripture is carved upon it in a flowing, elegant style.

The calligraphy is elegant and grand, and the scriptures are profound and mysterious, giving people a sense of the divine and mysterious, and inspiring longing.

"Good writing, I'll start copying it now." Chen Mu found a table and spread out his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Good characters? What do evil spirits know about characters? They think they can fool us!
"I'll trouble you, Young Master Chen." His smile was slow and sincere, but his eyelids were lowered and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Taking advantage of Chen Mu's inattention, he quietly approached the altar in the Ancestral Hall.

A bronze bell with a slight patina of verdigris is placed on the altar in front of the incense burner.

He bowed respectfully and sincerely, then quickly picked up the copper bell after rising.

The bell is about the length of a palm and has a handle. The tip of the handle is sharp, like the tip of a spear.

The surface is engraved with human face patterns and decorated with verdigris, giving it an antique and dignified appearance.

Turning the copper bell over, one could see straight to the bottom, but there was no clapper.

Cheng Yi turned to look at Chen Mu, who was diligently copying books against the wall, and gave a cold smile: "Pretending!"

With sincerity, he plunged the sharp point of the handle into his left palm, then placed his bleeding hand above the mouth of the copper bell. An invisible suction force was generated, and the wound in his palm, like a turned-on faucet, caused bright red blood to flow rapidly into the copper bell.

In just five breaths, Cheng Yi's face turned deathly pale.

The blood floated in mid-air inside the copper bell, swirling and converging to form a crystal-clear blood bead the size of a peanut.

"When the bell rings, you'll be told to reveal yourself immediately!" Cheng Yi glared at Chen Mu's back and shook the copper bell fiercely.

The glistening blood droplets acted as the bell's tongue, shattering against the bronze wall.

clang!
A distant, resonant bell suddenly rang out.

An invisible wave emanated from the Dharma bell and rapidly spread outwards. It was then refracted and reflected by the walls of the Ancestral Hall, echoing and gathering throughout the hall, yet never spreading outside.

Chen Mu, who was diligently copying the sutra, was suddenly jolted and froze on the spot.

Haha! Let me see what kind of evil spirit you are!
He stared at Chen Mu with a sincere and eager expression.

"Uh..." A long burp came out of Chen Mu's mouth.

Sincerity: "..."

How could it not work?
The Heartless Bell has clearly been activated?

Is it because it's not powerful enough?
With a determined effort, he pricked his left hand again, injected fresh blood, and then shook the bell fiercely.

clang!
The distant chimes sounded again.

Chen Mu's figure stopped again.

With sincere sincerity, I clench my left fist tightly!

Become!

"Taoist Master, keep ringing! The sound of this bell is quite pleasant," Chen Mu, who had been frozen in place, suddenly turned around and said.

Sincerity: "..."

"Aren't you feeling any discomfort?" Chengyi asked cautiously.

Chen Mu frowned and thought, "I just feel a little bloated in my stomach."

Sincerity: "..."

“Keep shaking it, the sound of the bell and the scriptures go well together,” Chen Mu said with a chuckle, scratching his head.

"Ha..." Still shaking? You probably want me dead!

Carrying a copper bell, he approached Chen Mu and peered at the text that had already been copied.

The structure is harmonious, the handwriting is elegant, and it is basically the same as the Chen Mu font I saw for the first time, or even better, with a more ethereal charm.

Did I guess wrong?

Was the evil spirit scared away by the Heartless Bell last night?
The Heartless Bell is a family heirloom of Qingfeng Temple, said to originate from the ancient Pure Yang Dao, and is specifically designed to subdue all kinds of ghosts and evil spirits.

The fact that the person in front of me showed no reaction to the Heartless Bell indicates that their spirit and body are one, and they are not possessed by evil spirits at all.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yi felt a wave of dizziness.

This Heartless Bell is powerful in its ability to capture souls and suppress evil, but it also consumes a great deal of energy, requiring a large amount of human blood to activate.

He was a strong man who practiced martial arts for many years and had abundant qi and blood. He was drained of his energy after only two attempts and his face turned pale.

The key issue is that it hasn't worked yet; it's like you're just throwing something at the air and nothing happens!

The more he thought about it, the more dizzy he felt.

I need to take some medicine right away.

He carefully placed the Heartless Bell and left the Ancestral Hall in a disheveled state. He was afraid he would faint there.

Seeing Cheng Yi leave in such a hurry, Chen Mu couldn't help but purse his lips.

It's just asking you to ring the bell twice, why are you running away?

That ringtone does sound really nice.

I looked up at the semi-transparent gray wall in front of me.

Writing: 135/10000/Second order;

It popped up on its own like a pop-up window.

Hmm, I've gained experience again.

Never mind, let's hurry up and copy the scriptures.