newbobooks Chapter 126: Level 8, Prison, Murderer
Chapter 126: Level 8, Prison, Murderer
Li Tianyu was quite familiar with the "Transportation Suppression Device". He once witnessed with his own eyes his father, the Emperor, dismantling the "Changhong" Tower despite the doubts of the whole world.
Since then, his worship of his father has been like a surging river. What kind of courage is this? If I become the emperor of mankind one day, I will do the same.
Mu Qin continued, updating the two of them on their knowledge as they walked.
If the Fourteen Wanji Terraces are the facade of Jiuxiang Temple, then the Eighteen Hells are Jiuxiang Temple's trump card.
A trump card that has never been used.
Mu Qin also didn't expect that Jiuxiang Temple would use the "Eighteen Hells" to store various Buddhist scriptures.
At this moment, arriving at the second of the Eighteen Hells, she already knew in her heart that the water here was much deeper than she had imagined.
The Eighteen Prisons are only used to store classics, which is really a waste of resources.
Mu Qin told the two juniors behind her.
If I am not mistaken, there should be sixteen floors below, each floor being a prison.
The further you go down, the deeper the secrets of Kuxiang Temple become.
The "Eighteen Hells" are even larger than the Buddha City.
If you insist on going down, you will most likely encounter danger.
Si Nian's face was filled with amazement, while Li Tianyu's eyes were gleaming with excitement.
Even Mu Qin, after realizing that this place was the "Eighteen Hells", was no longer as calm as before.
This means that here lies the secret of Kyukoji.
Si Nian suddenly thought of something and asked his master what the third thing just mentioned was, which was as famous as the "Fourteen Platforms of Ten Thousand Extremes" and the "Eighteen Hells".
Mu Qin hesitated for a moment and told the two that it was most likely a mirror. As for the contents of the mirror, someone as knowledgeable as Mu Qin had only heard about it and was not sure.
As the three of them were talking, they explored this floor and the classics it contained.
The classics on "The Way of Incense" were not on this floor, so the three of them just stayed for a while and then went to the next floor.
……
time flies.
Go all the way down to the seventh floor.
Mu Qin finally found the content about "The Way of Incense".
The incense at Jiuxiang Temple is mostly used to condense the Dharma image, practice magic, etc.
The master and the disciple sat down cross-legged and began to read the classics, specializing in the study of incense.
As for Li Tianyu, he stayed on the fifth floor.
There was a kind of magic there that attracted his curiosity. He thought that since he had come here from afar, he should gain something.
So he stayed on the fifth floor, looking through some books, and after a while, he went downstairs to look for the master and his disciple.
……
Li Changxiao does not have as broad vision and knowledge as Mu Qin.
I didn't know that this was the fortune-suppressing device: Eighteen Hells.
But as he walked along the way, he gradually realized that this place was by no means an ordinary scripture library.
Along the way, he also stopped and paid attention to various classics. When passing by the seventh floor, he saw a large number of magical powers and spells related to incense, but he did not take them. These things were useless to him, so it would be better to leave them to people who could use them.
He spent most of his time along the way studying Buddhism.
It’s not that I’m interested in Buddhist teachings.
But that day, during the conversation with Monk Kuga, I suddenly got an inspiration. Although Xuanyin is extraordinary and mysterious, if we ignore the mysterious power that comes with it and only look at its essence, perhaps it is a kind of Buddhist language?
During the time Li Changxiao was in Buddha City, he had been collecting the mysterious sounds in the air.
At least 90% of the mysterious sounds were collected by him into the dream space.
He made a rough estimate.
There are about 2,700 dishes in total, which can barely fit into more than 30 jars.
Among these more than 2,700 mysterious sounds, only three are harmless mysterious sounds that have not undergone any abnormal changes.
Therefore, Li Changxiao took the Buddhist book in order to try to decipher the three mysterious sounds to see if they were conveying some kind of message.
Things turned out exactly as he expected.
Those three mysterious sounds are not as mysterious as imagined. They can be deciphered by studying the Buddhist language of Jiuxiang Temple a little.
The first mysterious sound conveys the meaning of "Eighteen"
The second mysterious sound: "Flesh body"
The third mysterious sound: "Shari"
Put together, they become the "Eighteen Flesh Relics".
Very incoherent.
Li Changxiao also tried to decipher other mysterious sounds that had undergone changes from the perspective of Buddhism.
The difference was soon discovered.
These mysterious sounds that have undergone changes do not have any significant information and are just some kind of energy sounds.
This situation aroused Li Changxiao's curiosity.
At this moment, he was walking on the eighth floor, but his mind was immersed in the dream space.
He released the three normal mysterious sounds from the jar, and then his eyes flashed with a deep blue.
Use the power of dreams to extract the obsession or dream hidden in the "Xuan Yin".
This method does work.
But the obsession extracted was very vague, and Li Changxiao couldn't figure it out, but he could vaguely feel that he was asking for help from the outside world for something?
……
The eighth floor.
Li Changxiao passed through a long and narrow tunnel and came to a room similar to a "prison".
Blood-stained torture instruments can be seen everywhere here.
Go deep into it.
A cross caught Li Changxiao's attention.
It was stained with blood and crawling with maggots. The two ends of the cross had the most and thickest bloodstains, and each had a dent, as if someone had been nailed to death here with their hands.
This cross is made of wood and has a great origin, with a deep obsession enshrined on it.
Li Changxiao used the Hundred Ghost Techniques combined with the power of dreams to pull the dream out of the cross and transfer it into his own mind.
Suddenly.
Scenes of punishment appeared in my mind.
Those who violated serious commandments would be nailed to this cross and whipped.
The cross is like an emotionless witness.
Looking at the monks, whose cultivation was blocked and they were nailed here to suffer.
Some are even regulars, coming here several times.
The mental picture ends.
Li Changxiao continued to go deeper. He was currently on the eighth floor and was not in a hurry to go down because he knew that Mu Qin and others would most likely stay on the seventh floor to comprehend the Avenue of Incense.
If we really meet, it will only cause some trouble.
There are no books on magical powers on this eighth level.
It is a large prison cell. The Buddhist precepts are actually very strict, and the punishment for those who trigger the precepts is very terrible.
As Li Changxiao walked, his attention was attracted by an independent cell.
The cell was not big, about two people tall and four people wide, with seven iron chains extending from the walls on both sides.
At the end of each chain is a sharp spike, very thin. If you look closely, you can see the barbs on it.
The spikes were stained with blood, but the blood had dried.
Even after so much time, these chains still shine with a cold light, which shows that their material is extremely extraordinary.
Li Changxiao approached this place and tried the same trick again. Suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind.
A monk, his whole body wrapped in chains, blood oozing out from the gaps in the chains.
But he was still smiling, and his smile was extremely cold.
The scene changes.
He was a disciple on duty, guarding the criminal inside and didn't dare to be distracted at all.
But he would scratch his lower back and abdomen from time to time.
He complained that something had gone wrong with his Buddhism recently, and his body had reacted and some things had grown on it. He went to the extremely meritorious pool to wash, but it didn't get better.
The screen changed again.
Those disciples fled in a hurry, and the criminals who were trapped here grinned at the fleeing backs.
Li Changxiao's pupils shrank.
Perhaps what he was looking for had appeared.
Who is that monk wrapped in chains?