Gusu City is a quite exquisite city, not as majestic as the Moon Worshiping City, where the sun never sets. In comparison, it looks much smaller, roughly the same as the small city that stood quietly in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River in Chu Ge's previous life.
When the young monk Sanzang entered Gusu City, he was suddenly startled.
This city is so unusual!
There are monks everywhere!
Only among ten people can you find a mortal without cultivation!
Although Buddhism is at its peak in Fengshen Continent, the proportion of mortals is still the vast majority. No matter what era, monks are at the top of the common people, and they are destined to be a minority.
But Sanzang's keen spiritual sense spread out, and he was shocked to find that the situation in Gusu City was completely opposite to the outside world. The monks here were quite successful!
hiss!
Sanzang hissed and secretly became cautious. From this, we can conclude that this Gusu City is anything but ordinary. We must be extremely careful. Although Sanzang is Chu Ge's clone, it doesn't matter much if he dies. At most, Chu Ge will suffer heavy injuries and rest for a while, but it is still
It's better to be safe and sound. Although Sanzang and Chu Ge are one, in terms of combat power, Sanzang is far inferior to Chu Ge!
Because Sanzang has not yet understood the immortal essence!
But Chu Ge's Immortal Essence is about to reach the ninth level of perfection.
Swish, swish, swish!
Countless figures sprinted out and crossed the sky, all heading in the same direction.
Sanzang frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared on his delicate and handsome face. It must be mentioned that Sanzang and Chu Ge's appearance are somewhat similar, but their temperaments are very different. Chu Ge is handsome, while Sanzang is handsome.
It is indeed strange that a monk should be so handsome.
After thinking for a moment, Sanzang stood up and followed the flow of people. After a while, they stopped in front of a tower, stopped and stood, looking up at the tower.
The tower is thousands of feet long, and its entire body is black and purple. It is mysterious and eerie, exuding a frightening and eye-catching magic power. People can't help but want to get closer, but they are afraid of the terrible things inside, so they can only look at it from a distance.
A somewhat hot breath swept away.
"This is" Sanzang's expression changed slightly, he joined his hands and saluted a monk in blue beside him, recited Amitabha, and asked: "Donor, what is this? Why are everyone gathered here?"
When the monk in blue heard this, he gave Sanzang a strange look, monk? Then he suddenly realized: "Oh, is this your first time here?"
Sanzang nodded in agreement.
The monk in blue pointed at the high tower and said: "This tower is called Gusu Tower, and it is the most precious thing in Gusu City! We are gathered here, naturally, for the tower. Do you know what is inside the tower?"
Sanzang thought for a while and said: "Treasure!"
"nonsense!"
The monk in blue scolded, pointed at the Gusu Tower, and said with a proud expression: "There are thirty-six kinds of flames of heaven in the world, and there is one of them in this tower."
"Oh?" Sanzang was shocked and asked hurriedly: "May I ask which heavenly flame it is?"
There was a cautious look in the blue-clothed monk's eyes. He looked up and down at Sanzang. He saw that Sanzang didn't look like a vicious person, but rather like a young monk who had just entered the world. Then he put down his guard and whispered in Sanzang's ear: "
It’s the Holy Fire! Purple Sound Thunder Fire!”
Purple Sound Thunder Fire?!
Holy fire!
Sanzang's heart was filled with waves, but his face was extremely calm.
This holy fire is not something that ordinary people can control. Xiao Ling possesses the holy fire and the cold flame of Xuan Xiao. However, Chu Ge guessed that Xiao Ling must not have obtained it with her own strength, and there must be someone strong to help.
Seeing Sanzang lost in thought, the monk in blue laughed secretly, thinking he was really a little monk who had never seen the world!
With a slight cough, the monk in blue said again: "This fire is in Gusu Tower. It is rumored that it was left by a saint ten thousand years ago. No one in Gusu City can control the Purple Sound Thunder Fire, but Gusu Tower was destroyed by the city lord.
The government is under siege, and we are only allowed to enter the pagoda to practice every six months for seven days, and the pagoda will be closed after seven days."
"What a domineering Gusu City Lord's Mansion!" Sanzang said with emotion.
"No, little monk, you have misunderstood the City Lord's Mansion." The monk in blue shook his head: "The City Lord's Mansion is not to occupy Ziyin Leihuo, but to protect our lives!"
Sanzang looked at the monk in blue in confusion, what is the explanation for this?
"The Purple Sound Thunder Fire is a very destructive holy fire. How can mortals like us withstand it? In a year, the Purple Sound Thunder Fire only sleeps for fourteen days, and these fourteen days happen to be separated. The City Lord's Mansion
After discovering this pattern, I made this rule! Let me wait until I enter the Gusu Tower during the Ziyin Leihuo sleep period."
The monk in blue noticed Sanzang's eagerness to try, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself. He patted Sanzang on the shoulder and persuaded him: "Little monk, when you enter the Gusu Tower later, you must make sure you time it and come out before closing the tower. Don't do it."
Covet the power of Ziyin Thunder Fire! Otherwise, your life will be at stake."
Every time, there are greedy monks, arrogant and self-reliant, who stay in the tower to practice regardless of restraints, but without exception, their souls are burned by the purple sound thunder and turned into ashes!
Some more arrogant monks came from elsewhere, claiming to be geniuses from large sects and ancient families, and threatened to conquer the Ziyin Thunder Fire. But as a result, their fate was even more tragic. They were refined by the Ziyin Thunder Fire alive, and even their dregs were removed.
No one is left, even the soul is swallowed up, and will never be reincarnated.
Sanzang nodded. Although he also coveted the Holy Fire, his life was at stake.
Ta-ta-ta!
The city lord's army arrived and surrounded the area.
A middle-aged man wearing a luxurious gown said loudly: "Remember, you only have seven days. After seven days, no matter what you are doing, you must give up everything and come out immediately!"
"yes!"
Everyone said.
"Open!" The middle-aged man was the Lord of Gusu City. He waved his hand violently, and the iron door of Gusu Tower was slowly lifted up, revealing the dark space inside.
Countless Taoists couldn't wait any longer and couldn't wait to rush in. Sanzang also followed the crowd and mixed in.
There are thousands of passages in the tower, like a honeycomb. Each passage leads to a different place. It all depends on the monk's personal luck. Sanzang recited a few numbers silently, picked a passage at random, and walked in without hesitation.
A warm feeling enveloped the whole body.
Sanzang couldn't help but moan, it was so comfortable!
"Although Ziyin Leihuo has fallen asleep, its power still wanders in the tower all year round. This is extremely beneficial to our cultivation. If I practice here for half a year, I will definitely be able to break through to the peak of the other shore realm!"
Time was running out, Sanzang rushed to practice, and he found a random place to sit cross-legged and meditate. As he practiced, with the power of purple sound, thunder and fire, Sanzang's cultivation improved at a terrifying speed!
Tripitaka was only at the early stage of the Other Shore Realm, but in just three days, he was extremely close to the middle stage!
Seven days flew by in a blink of an eye.
On this day, Sanzang was still practicing, and there was only a faint light lingering around him, like the light of a kerosene lamp. As Sanzang slowly exhaled a turbid air from his mouth, his body was shaken, and he stepped into the other side.
Intermediate realm!
"Breaking through a realm in seven days! It is indeed the power of the Holy Fire. It is so terrifying. I finally understand why there are so few mortals in Gusu City. It must be the credit of Ziyin Leihuo."
Sanzang stood up, his eyes flickering, "Count the time, it's exactly seven days, it's time to go out."
Not daring to stay for a moment, Sanzang set out immediately, but as he walked, Sanzang started to sweat profusely!
He is lost!
This place is almost like a maze, and he actually forgot the way he came here!
"Damn it, who the bastard built this tower!"
Sanzang was about to cry but had no tears. He forced himself to calm down and finally reached the exit of Gusu Tower with unremitting efforts. But after taking a look, Sanzang's expression immediately changed!
The tower is closed!
He can't get out!
ps: Sanzang wrote very little and quickly returned to the main plot of Chu Ge.