I’m the Owner of the Breeding House In the World of Elves

After a night's rest at the Fairy Center in Yuanzhu City, after waking up in the morning, Yujia tidied herself up a bit before heading to the Bell Tower with the Noisy Bird.

The Lingling Pagoda is located in the east of Yuanzhu City, far away from the Scorched Pagoda in the northwest of Yuanzhu City, and between them is the Yuanzhu Gymnasium.

Both the Bell Tower and the Scorched Tower are the landmarks of Yuanzhu City, and they can be easily seen anywhere in the city. Yujia doesn't even need navigation or asking directions to go there.

There are nine floors in the Lingling Tower. The first to eighth floors are all places for ordinary tourists to visit. Only the ninth floor is the place where people inside the Lingling Tower can enter.

When Yujia and the noisy bird arrived at the gate of the Bell Tower, many people were visiting the Bell Tower. Two monks in brown cassocks stood at the gate of the tower. It seemed that they should be the people of the Bell Tower.

The monks in the Lingling Pagoda are different from those monks with pure six roots that Yujia knew in his previous life. They can marry wives and have children. The ancestors of Yuanzhu Gymnasium are one of these monks.

Yujia didn't bother the two monks guarding the door on the first floor, but walked directly into the first floor with the noisy bird.

When he entered, the two monks bowed to him with clasped hands.

The interior of the bell tower is no different from the layout of ordinary temples, but what is enshrined inside is not any gods, Buddhas or beasts, but four golden bells.

Three hundred years ago, human beings ignited the front of the Bell Tower, which is now the Burnt Tower, because of a fight. King Feng was angered by human beings and never appeared in front of human beings again.

But in the ruins of the scorched pagoda that was burned at that time, miraculously left four transparent bells and thirty-two golden bells that could convey King Feng's will.

These thirty-two golden bells are now enshrined in the newly-built Bell Tower, with four floors on each floor, and the most important transparent bell is on the ninth floor of the Bell Tower.

Yujia didn't stay on the first to eighth floors, and took the noisy bird all the way to the entrance of the eighth to ninth floors.

There will be two monks wearing brown cassocks guarding the entrance of each floor of the Bell Tower, and the monks guarding the entrance of the eighth to ninth floors are no longer brown cassocks, but black, and the styles are more complicated. Obviously higher.

Unsurprisingly, Yuga was stopped by two monks just as he was about to step up the stairs leading to the ninth floor.

"Benefactor, I'm sorry, the ninth floor is not open to outsiders."

One of the guardian monks clasped his hands together, bowed to Yuga and said.

"I want to see your abbot if I have something to do?"

"terribly sorry."

The guard monk looked troubled.

Sure enough, things are not that easy!

Yujia had already expected that it would not be so easy to meet the abbot of the Bell Tower, so he just wanted to try his best.

But what surprised him was that these monks were very well-educated, and their attitude towards guests was very humble.

It seems that the road of visiting directly is not feasible!

Just when Yujia was about to turn to leave, he suddenly saw a bald-headed little novice monk about 10 years old running down from the ninth floor.

The little novice whispered a few words into the ear of one of the guarding monks, and saw the monk was surprised, and then said to Yujia: "Almsgiver, our abbot welcomes you."

Now it's Yujia's turn to be surprised, so I saw it? Could it be that the abbot of Lingling Pagoda is related to our family?

Yujia followed the little novice in a daze, and walked up the stairs to the mysterious ninth floor of the Bell Tower.

On the ninth floor,

Yujia saw more than a dozen monks sitting on the ground in a row, as if they were waiting for Yujia.

As soon as Yujia stepped into the ninth floor, dozens of eyes immediately looked at him.

These monks are different from the young guardian monks downstairs, they are all elderly, except for the head one, the youngest ones seem to be in their forties.

The head monk was wearing a pure white cassock, and the other monks were all uniform black cassocks with brown ribbons around their necks.

Different from the black cassocks worn by the guardian monks at the entrance of the ninth floor, the black cassocks worn by these elderly monks are more complicated and solemn.

The style of cassock should represent their status in the bell tower.

"Benefactor, please sit down!"

The leading monk in white cassock pointed to a futon placed opposite them.

To be honest, Yujia still hasn't figured out what the situation is now, why the monks in the bell tower put up such a big battle and waited for him.

Full of doubts, Yuka sat cross-legged opposite the monks, while the Noisy Bird had been quietly squatting on Yuga's shoulder, and it was also a little timid at this time.

"I am Xiuyu, the abbot of the generation of Lingling Pagoda."

The leading monk in white folded his hands and introduced himself to Yujia with a smile on his face.

Hearing the introduction of the monk in white, Yujia was very surprised.

Originally, he thought that even if the abbot of the Bell Pagoda was not an old man with white beard and hair, he should be a solemn and serious person, but he did not expect to be a young man, who did not look like a person over thirty years old.

The most important thing is that this abbot looks a little too good-looking, with red lips and white teeth, a typical male and female appearance, even a bald head can't lower that too good-looking face.

Seeing Yujia's surprised expression, Xiuyu said with a smile: "My appearance is indeed easy to be misunderstood, but I am indeed the abbot of the Lingling Pagoda."

Not only is Xiuyu good-looking, but even when she speaks and smiles, she gives people a very kind feeling, as if she was blessed by the Buddha's light, which makes people feel good about her involuntarily.

Yujia sighed that to be a monk these days has to be so handsome, and the abbot of the Lingling Pagoda really can't do it.

"Oh, oh, hello, abbot Xiuyu!" Yujia, who had regained his senses, quickly put his palms together and performed a Buddha ceremony to Xiuyu.

"I already know the purpose of the benefactor's coming, but unfortunately, our Bell Tower can't do anything about it."

While talking, Xiuyu took a special look at the noisy bird on Yujia's shoulder.

Hearing Xiuyu's words, Yujia felt a strong aura of magic stick rushing towards her face.

Are all the monks in Lingling Pagoda so powerful? We haven't said anything yet, you know everything?

But looking at Xiuyu's appearance, it seemed that she knew her purpose of coming, Yujia asked unwillingly: "Isn't there any news about Fengwang in Lingling Pagoda?"

Xiuyu shook her head helplessly, and said apologetically, "It's really gone. Since what happened three hundred years ago, King Feng and Bell Tower have cut off all contact, and the transparent bell has never rang again."

After hearing Xiuyu's words, both Yujia and Noisy Bird sighed in disappointment. Although they knew that the trip would not go well, they didn't expect that there would be nothing to gain from the Lingling Tower.