Chapter 142 The Three Pure Ones Bell
Shen Siyuan lowered his head and examined the Three Pure Ones Bell in his hand carefully.
It was golden all over, with talismans on it, which seemed to be imbued with life, constantly changing as the light shimmered.
The bell’s handle featured a dragon coiling around it, and contrary to the cool touch of metal, it was slightly warm, as if it were a living thing.
The character "山" (mountain) at the top of the handle was shaped like mountain peaks, with hidden divine patterns, obviously not an ordinary item.
Turning it over, he found that surprisingly, there was no clapper inside the bell.
Yet when Shen Siyuan gently shook it, immediately, a clear ’ding’ sound was emitted, like the evening breeze, sweeping over one’s heart, taking away all restlessness and anxiety, just like the summer cicadas buzzing with life, or as if someone were whispering scriptures into one’s ear, narrating the profound principles of Dao...
In short, it was an indeterminate sound, whatever you had in mind, that would be the sound you heard.
Shen Siyuan held the Three Pure Ones Bell and fell into contemplation, perhaps this sound was not actually coming from the bell, but from within the depths of the heart itself.
After paying a few more respects to the damaged Three Pure Ones statue, Shen Siyuan then turned around and left the ruins.
He saw Ruan Hongzhuang still sitting on the large rock resting, Xiao Yue stood by chatting with her, and Dou Dou, in her yin soul state, was circling around above their heads.
Shen Siyuan did not approach immediately, but instead sat down again on the stone he had been seated on before.