So that morning, Ou Yangrong, with his sharp and critical gaze, took a taxi to Donglin Temple. When he arrived, he saw, "Goodness gracious! Not only was Mo Daojun early, but there were even people earlier than him. The queue of worshippers stretched all the way down the mountain. Ahead of him were mostly people his age, huddled in the cold wind, scrolling through their phones.",As for the most important and powerful wishing bell, which grants blessings when wished upon, it takes a hundred thousand merit points to ring it once.,"Master, this place is a lotus pure land, and above it lies an endless hell!"。