life and death deed

Chapter 275 What do you want

How could it be the ninth floor?

I clearly only got through the first floor, and I never even went to the remaining second to eighth floors!Why did I go directly to the last floor of the Ghost Pagoda?
I looked at the Sanskrit numbers on the wall again, and I was pretty sure that this was the number nine!

Sanskrit is the most commonly used language in ancient Buddhist books. Although I haven’t learned much Sanskrit, I still know the basic numbers. After all, we Feng Shui masters need to know a little bit about Buddhism and Taoism. My uncle also showed me He has learned a lot of Buddhist metaphysics written in Sanskrit.

Only then did I realize why I had walked for so long. It turned out that I had gone directly to the ninth floor of the Ghost Pagoda!

Since the founding of the Yin Sect, the most powerful sect leader only broke through the seventh floor and fell on the eighth floor. And now I want to go directly to the ninth floor?
I haven't put my hand on the Sanskrit text on the wall for a long time. I am not an arrogant person. I know how much I have and the ninth floor is not something I can covet.

The first level is the five Xuan-level ghosts and Buddhas. On this ninth level, I won’t be surprised even if hundreds of earth-level and heaven-level ghosts and Buddhas appear. If I start the ninth-level training, I’m afraid I really can stay in this ghost pagoda forever.

I didn't hesitate at all. I turned around and was about to leave. I wanted to go back to the first floor!
However, what gave me chills was that when I turned my head again, I saw that the stairs were gone!

The path down has disappeared!

At this moment, the entire ninth floor is completely in a closed space!

To be honest, I just felt scared, but now, I'm panicking!
Can't exit the ninth floor!

I calmed down in place for a while before I regained my ability to think normally. I first looked around again, wondering if what I was seeing was an illusion array?

After all, the Ghost Pagoda goes up one level at a time, and I went directly to the ninth level after passing through the first level, which obviously goes against common sense.

Maybe what I have in front of me is an illusion array!

But soon, after looking around, I gave up this idea. This is the ninth level, not a magic array!

The densely packed oil lamps on the walls were all lit with candles.

Candlelight will not appear in any kind of illusion array. Candlelight is also called yin and yang fire. It is a flame between yang fire and underworld fire. The illusion array can transform everything except yin and yang fire!
After excluding the illusory formation, I can be sure that everything in front of me is real. I have really arrived at the ninth floor of the Ghost Buddha Pagoda!

Now, it seems that I have no other way but the only way in front of me!

Start training on the ninth floor of the Ghost Pagoda!

If I succeed, I can leave the Ghost Pagoda and get the biggest opportunity in the Ghost Pagoda!

An opportunity greater than an innate spiritual treasure!
And if you fail, let the past go with the wind and die in this ghost pagoda once and for all!
Thinking about it, I stretched out my hand and placed it on the Sanskrit numbers on the wall.

The wall was still cold to the touch, just like the first floor. It didn't take long for the hot temperature to come from my hands.

After a moment, all the countless candles on the wall were extinguished!

It was pitch black before my eyes, like falling into an abyss!

I couldn't hear any sound, and the only feeling I had was the pounding of my heart.

What exactly is the training of the ninth level?I became increasingly uneasy as I waited anxiously.

As I expected, the danger never came. Instead, a voice appeared in the darkness.

"Ghosts have thousands of faces, and Buddhas have ten thousand heads. The light of ghosts and Buddhas can save people in the world. The ninth level has passed. What do you want?"

The sound seemed to come from the four walls, and also seemed to come from the bottom of my heart. At this moment, I was already dumbfounded.

The ninth level has passed?
what do i want?
What's going on?When did I pass the ninth floor?I just came up. I didn't even encounter any danger. You tell me that I've passed the ninth floor?
This series of strange things completely knocked me out.

Forget it that I had inexplicably gone straight from the first floor to the ninth floor. At this time, I passed the ghost pagoda on the ninth floor without even raising my hand?In the history of Yin Sect, no one has ever broken through, or even been to the ninth floor?

"Nine-story ghost pagoda, the first eight floors are for physical training, and the last floor is for opportunities. Tell me, what do you want?"

The voice sounded again.

I was still frowning. What I meant was that only the first eight floors of the Ghost Pagoda have training?Is there only chance at the last level?
In the history of the Yin Sect, only one person reached the eighth level, and no one ever came to the ninth level, so Shangguan Jin didn't tell me this, and I don't know if this is the case.

But he would never cheat on me.

In that case...

My heart couldn't help but become hot. By chance, I didn't pass the remaining eight levels of training and went directly to the ninth level, and I could directly get opportunities at this level!
Is it my luck, or is it due to other reasons?

Of course, these are not what I should be thinking about now, what I should be thinking about is what I want to get now!
My mind was instantly occupied by greed.

Supernatural powers?
Innate Lingbao?

Or countless wealth?

Human nature is like this. Although I always feel that this kind of opportunity is a bit unreliable, when it is placed in front of you, you simply cannot refuse it.

Strong strength, endless lifespan, and a wealth that rivals the country.These are things that a Feng Shui master dreams of.

However, after greed, a face appeared in my mind.

Wang Mingming’s face.

Her merciless eyes towards me, her cold words that rejected me thousands of miles away.

These are like needles sticking into my heart.

At this moment, there is only one thought left in my heart...

Restore Wang Mingming’s memory!

First-class supernatural powers, innate spiritual treasures, and endless wealth, it seems that the temptation for me has not restored Wang Mingming's memory.

I want her to think of me.

As soon as I thought about it, I spoke without hesitation: "I want to restore someone's memory, is that okay?"

"Whose memory?"

I said: "The memory of a girl."

"Why restore her memory?"

This question made me silent for a moment.

Why restore Wang Mingming’s memory?
Do I just want her to remember me?
It doesn't seem to be comprehensive.

At this time, I had more ideas.

What she forgot was everything from last semester.

For me, last semester was the most memorable time in my life.

In my ordinary first 18 years, in addition to going to school, I studied metaphysics under the guidance of my uncle. I had no friends, and I had no faith in life. I was lonely.

But in those short few months, because of my good intentions and a positive marriage, my world changed drastically.

I have experienced hundreds of flavors of life, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, etc...

And these hundreds of flavors arise from Wang Mingming. Most of these flavors are related to her. We are the common protagonists.

But now, she has forgotten that that time that I will never forget, there is one less master, only me is left, only me is lonely.

I felt very uncomfortable and suffocated.

I want Wang Mingming to remember everything that happened last semester, that memory, that time, I want to have it with her!
"Because my world needs her."

I spoke.

"If I can't make it happen, what are you going to do instead?"

The sound continued.

I was a little surprised when I heard this.

But I didn’t think too much and said, “If it can’t be realized, forget it.”

"I can directly raise your saintness to the highest level. I can directly tell you the whereabouts of the Four Swords of Zhuxian. I can even tell you about all other innate spiritual treasures. Don't you want these?"

The owner of the voice seems to have seen through everything about me. He knows about my saintliness and that I want to find the Four Swords of the Immortal.

I was surprised, but at this moment, I noticed something strange, so I still replied: "No need."

"Why?" the voice asked again persistently.

In the dark night, no one could spot me, and my eyes became sharp.

I replied: "There is no reason, I don't want any of this. If you don't have the ability to help me restore her memory, then just let me leave here."

Just after I finished speaking, the ghost pagoda on the ninth floor was filled with light again, and the oil lamps and candles on the wall were lit at the same time.

And, in front of me, a picture slowly appeared...

(End of this chapter)