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This time even Xi Feng and the Three Devils of Han could not hold back their curiosity as they come closer and look toward the majestic pagoda in front of them right now.

It was like they never noticed it before but now that they come inside this area suddenly they could see the Pagoda.

The pagoda itself is tall ad outstripped the height of a few other temples but for some reason even as they have been looking at the roof and playing around the mountain peak, not once they noticed such a majestic pagoda in their time exploring the Temple

But when they reached this are, suddenly like magic, it revealed itself to them

Xi Feng and the Three Devils of Han also notices the large thick rope around the area and the talisman stamped on the trees around this area forming the word Seals.

Then they saw how the Eighteen Saint of the Temple of Xi surrounded the pagoda, all looking vigilant, their eyes are not looking at Azief but towards the pagoda.

The grandmaster in hiding come out from their hiding place and flew toward the large tree that covered the area, standing on the highest pint of the tree, their eyes filled with the majesty of a grandmaster, looking with dread toward the Pagoda.

It was like they were about to defend from an attack from the Pagoda. Azief look toward the Pagoda with an amused expression

He could also sense that the reason why his Divine Sense could not scan this mountain is because of this Pagoda.

He could feel the power of sealing around this Pagoda and he could feel that the closer he came to the Pagoda, the looser the seals three seals on his body

Then a grandmaster on the Abbot Hall suddenly hit the bells of the Temple. The Bell sounded, and all the monks form the junior, to the elders to the hidden one all stop what they were doing.

It was like they were practiced in doing it before. A flurry of movement of people filled the Temple.

It was not chaotic but orderly.

The monks all over the Temple returns to their residence, sit cross legged and chanted Sutras and the sound of holy sutra song could be heard echoing and reverberating all across the mountain.

Azief could feel and sense that the sutras and the melody of the holy songs forms a resonance with the Will of the World and the heavens.

Like a vibrational energy that harmonize with the melody of the world. And even though Xi Feng and the Three Devils did not possess such sensory power like him, they too could feel something in their heart.

The sound of the sutras and its song multiplied and where at first the sound seems chaotic and overlapping, now as the sound of their fingers turning the prayer beads and the knocking of the wooden bell were mixed in, all of the monks slowly harmonize the song of the Sutra and the sound grew louder but also at the same time noiseless.

This contradictory feeling could be felt when the sound enters one ears. It is noisy and loud but it doesn’t feel like a noise that is loud but it is not soundless either.

It is not something that could be describe this feeling of noiselessness and soundlessness.

It is like the loudness of the song did not incite anxiousness, angriness and other annoyance of the heart.

It was there as naturally as possible, like the sound of the wind or the chirping of cicadas in the summer, a nature song that reverberates through the echoes of existence.

The martial artist that was waiting below could also heard the song of the Sutras and like that they stopped what they were doing and then look toward the Temple.

They all could feel something weird is happening on top of the mountain.

They all knew that the Sword God and the Abbot of Temple of Xi is inside that temple. Could it be they have started fighting? Or is there another secret on top of the Shaohua Mountain temple of Xi?

‘Something big is happening!’ Someone exclaimed.

The others also agreed.

The chanting of holt sutras of a thousand monks fills the heaven and Earth, and it holy song echoes endlessly echoing inside the ears of everyone that is present

The Elder Monks stationed below could also heard the sound of the sutras and they ignoring the gaze and the behaviors of the martial artist that gathered around them and around the foot of the mountain, they sit cross legged.

They then closed their eyes and chanted the Sutra of Infinite Wisdom.

The sutra they chanted and the sutras that those monks on the top of the mountain were chanting is different.

There is a city of monks up there.

Not everyone chanted the same Sutra.

Yet, for some reason, the sound seems harmonious like they were chanting one sutras, like they were preaching the same on Truth that leads to Awakening and Oneness with All.

The martial artist in the foot of the mountain seeing the Elder Monk closing their eyes and beginning to chant the name of the Awakened One look at each other.

It doesn’t look like the Elder Monk would care about them

‘Something big must be happening up there! We must look!’ some of the storytellers that have been waiting for a long time said and the other martial artist nodded in agreement

Nut no one seems to be brave enough to take the first step. Before anyone could pluck up the courage one swordsman flew toward the mountain path.

The sudden action of this swordsman shocked the others as they looked toward the Elder Monk, fearing that the Elder Monk would suddenly get up and begins attacking the swordsman

But nothing like that happens.

The Elder Monk is engrossed in reading the Sutra and they did not move. The sound of chanting grew louder like it was about to welcome the glorious era of Truth and Awakening

The martial artist that were gathered then look towards that lone swordsman who is looking wistfully toward the top of the Shaohua Mountain.

The wind blows his green robe and that elegant swords sheath hanging on his left hips sways gently.

The swordsman looks elegant and otherworldly, yet possessing that chivalric aura of a great swordsman.

As they look at that elegant swordsman someone suddenly exclaimed in shock. The other martial artist looks toward that person

Then he exclaimed in shock and excitement

‘It is the Heaven Reaching Swordsman!’

They all look and now that they look, it is really the Heaven Reaching Swordsman which elicited another conversation between the many martial artists here.

The Heaven Reaching Swordsman that was defeated by Sword God has come to The Temple of Xi.

The Heaven Reaching Swordsman did not say anything to the crowd. He keeps looking at the Shaohua Mountain peak.

Then suddenly he began rushing up toward the temple entrance gate.

The martial artist that watches the action of the Heaven Reaching Swordsman all looked at each other and like they were being awakened from a dream, they too leap out from their seats and rushed toward the stairs of the temple to look what had happened inside the temple.

Azief on the top of the mountain was also shocked when he heard the chanting of the Monks.

The Abbot explained.

That is the Pagoda of Bearing Evils and inside that pagoda is the Secret Hall of Enlightened Ones That See All Truths where the flute Patron wanted to see resided.’

Azief nodded and he took a step.