The sixth month passed as Fangzheng and company stared at each other in anticipation. The drum tower was finally completed! When the last tile fell, Master Ma shouted loudly. All the workers, masters, and villagers who had heard the news and came to join in the fun cheered at the same time. All of them cried out in excitement …
"What a pity. Master did not allow me to donate a drum. If not, this drum tower would be perfect," said Monkey with a sigh.
Fatty said, "That's enough. I didn't donate a bell. Master said he had prepared one for himself. I asked, and apparently it's not big. It's even broken. Sigh … Can't we just replace that broken bell? I'll cast a bigger one for him. How nice would that be … "
Just as he said that, there was a dull thud that sounded like a tree creaking after bearing a heavy load. Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and saw a huge bell hanging on the bell tower at some point in time!
Fatty's eyes nearly popped out when he saw the bell!
Monkey wore a look of shock as well, but he did not forget to tease, "Fatty, you say that this bell isn't big? Heh heh, it's pretty broken? Tell me, where have you seen anything bigger than this? Something prettier than this! F * * k, this bell makes me want to rob it! "
"Mommy, it's no wonder Master did not allow me to donate a bell. He actually has such a huge treasure! Tsk, how f * * king domineering! "Fatty tsked.
"It is indeed domineering. I finally understand why Master did not allow me to donate a drum. The bell tower and drum tower are of the same standard, but a drum of the same standard … I might not be able to produce one even if I were to go bankrupt." Although Monkey and Fatty spoke in a barbaric manner, they were people who had seen the world. They had seen the national treasure Yongle Bell. It was more than six meters tall and was priceless. It was said to be priceless!
And the bell in front of them emitted an ancient charm. It was obvious that it was an ancient object, not even younger than the Yongle Bell. Furthermore, the bell was bigger. There were even more scriptures on it, and every word could be seen clearly. Under the sunlight, it did not emit the bronze color of the Yongle Bell. Instead, it looked like it was made of gold as it emitted a golden glow! It was resplendent but not extravagant. It was domineering but not domineering. It was beautiful but contained the weight of history!
Neither of them could produce such a huge bell!
Master Ma and the other craftsmen were shocked when they saw the bell. They were all craftsmen, so they could tell how precious the bell was. They looked at it as if it was a rare treasure. Finally, Master Ma knelt down and kowtowed thrice. "The pinnacle of craftsmanship!"
"Saint Grade!" Luo Yang and the others knelt down.
The villagers didn't know what they were praying for, but they could tell that the bell was extraordinary!
Wang Yougui and Tan Juguo frowned, especially Tan Juguo. He knew very well what was in One Finger Monastery. This was because he had been present when One Finger Monastery was given to Zen Master One Finger! One Finger Monastery was a run-down temple back then. It had a broken bell that couldn't be any more broken. It cracked after being struck for less than half a year … Then, how did the bell in front of him come about? On careful thought, the miraculous things that had happened on Mt. One Finger were unexplainable. However, Tan Juguo and Wang Yougui did not say a word. This was because when Fangzheng silently renovated One Finger Monastery and produced the god-like Crystal Rice, they knew what had happened to the monastery. However, they chose to remain silent. Firstly, Fangzheng was a member of their village. He was someone who was fed by all. He was half a child of the villagers, and also half a child of theirs. They wanted to protect him. Secondly, they were filled with anticipation, hoping that the miraculous monastery would bring something to the poor village.
In fact, they had gotten what they wanted. Fangzheng went further and higher. What he did satisfied them. As for the village, it also basked in One Finger Monastery's glory. Many of its troubles were gone, and there was an additional path to riches. Everything was turning for the better.
Therefore, the two exchanged looks and chose to remain silent. They continued not saying a word, silently protecting the secrets and Fangzheng.
Not only were the crowd in a daze and excited, Fangzheng was no different. After two months, the bell had finally been hung! Furthermore, what surprised Fangzheng was that it was not only a bell. There was also a hammer used to strike it. It was a round log as thick as a person, and it was wrapped in red rope. It was gilded gold, resembling the legendary Jingu Bang!
Fangzheng gently caressed the hammer, his eyes filled with joy. With this, although One Finger Monastery would not be able to produce the morning bell and evening drum, it would at least be able to do half of it.
"Venerable Fangzheng, this bell sure looks impressive when it's rung! Strike it! " Fatty was the first to shout. Although the bell had nothing to do with him, he was the one who had donated the bell tower. When he saw the awesome bell, he was also very proud and looked forward to the ringing of it the most.
"That's right. Venerable Fangzheng, strike it!" Dog Song shouted.
"Venerable One, strike it!" Master Ma and the others also shouted excitedly. They also wanted to hear whether this incomparably extraordinary bell was really that extraordinary! Master Ma mumbled, "According to historical records, the Yongle Bell is 6.75 meters tall. The thickness of the bell's walls varies. The thickest part is 185 millimeters, and the thinnest part is 94 millimeters. It weighs about 46 tons. The inside and outside of the bell are inscribed with scriptures. There are a total of 227,000 words. A light strike can ring for a minute, and a heavy strike can ring for three minutes. It resounds for dozens of kilometers! This is the world's biggest bell! Although Country E has a bigger one, weighing two hundred tons, due to technical problems, there was a huge crack on the day it was cast. It can't be rung, so it can't be considered a bell … "
"Master Ma, why are you mumbling?" asked Luo Yang.
Master Ma said in excitement, "We might be witnessing a miracle. The world's biggest bell will be rung … What do you think I'm mumbling about?"
Luo Yang was instantly stunned. Miracle? The world's biggest bell? At that moment, his blood started to boil as well ….
"Witness a miracle!" shouted an artisan. Following that, the others shouted as well. Instantly, the shouts were deafening.
Fangzheng pressed his palms together and bowed at the crowd. He gave a Buddhist proclamation, "Amitabha. Patrons, as you wish, This Penniless Monk will now sound the Buddhist bell."
With that said, Fangzheng gave a Buddhist proclamation at the Yongle Bell. Then, he hugged the gigantic hammer with both hands and pulled it back. Only then did Fangzheng realize that the hammer was extremely heavy! Even with his strength, he needed to use all his strength to move the hammer!
"Nice, if it were any ordinary person, they wouldn't even be able to move the hammer, much less strike the bell!" As Fangzheng sighed inwardly, he roared and exerted his strength, pushing the hammer towards the Yongle Bell!
At that instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the hammer, anticipating the sound of the bell's gong!
Dong!
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