SCT-Novel #1554 - The pagoda leans against the sky, and the mountain monk is detached from the world
#1554 - The pagoda leans against the sky, and the mountain monk is detached from the world
The Hell of Knives and Saws was the only hell that Chu Hao felt was truly justified.
For those who cut corners, deceived superiors, lured women and children, and engaged in unfair trade, their souls would be sent to the Hell of Knives and Saws after death.
The condemned would be stripped naked, bound in a "大" shape to four wooden stakes, and then sawn in half from the groin to the head.
To be honest, if the Avici Hell wasn't a place for private torture, this would actually be a popular hell. After all, those who commit such deeds deserve a terrible death, which would be too good for them.
After descending, Chu Hao found that the surroundings were indeed as the ghost kings and Yama kings had said. There was only a giant knife and saw in the center.
The knife and saw were dripping with blood, and who knew how many bodies had been sawn apart by it. It was truly a bloody and terrifying sight.
Chu Hao stared at the giant knife and saw, and prepared for any eventuality. If there were any demons or monsters beneath these eighteen levels of hell, Chu Hao would definitely turn around and run, even if it meant using the Shadow Demon as a shield.
The Shadow Demon hid to the side, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
Chu Hao focused all his attention, took a deep breath, and shattered the knife and saw with a backhand strike.
Rumble!
After the giant knife and saw were shattered, a bizarre scene appeared before Chu Hao.
All the threats Chu Hao had imagined did not appear. Instead, an incomparably beautiful scene unfolded:
After the knife and saw were destroyed, a deep tunnel was revealed.
Looking into it from this end, one could see a brilliant starry sky within the tunnel, with twinkling fluorescent lights, as poetic and picturesque as could be.
What exactly lay beneath the eighteen levels of hell?
Everything was pure, clean, and beautiful. From the ground to the sky, including palaces, buildings, ponds, vegetation, and everything else, was made of countless treasures and hundreds of thousands of kinds of fragrances combined.
“The layout of this place… why does it seem so familiar…? No, it’s just like my home. I’ve been here more than once or twice!”
“This is… the scenery of the Western Paradise!!!”
“Beneath the Avici Hell is the Western Paradise?!”
Chu Hao was dumbfounded. The bottom of the eighteenth level of Avici Hell led directly to the Western Paradise?
One could even say that the Western Paradise was the nineteenth level of Avici Hell?
Who would have thought that there would be such a relationship?
Chu Hao gained a bit more admiration for the arrangements of the people of the Western Paradise.
However, Chu Hao took another careful look. This place was neither Spirit Mountain, where Chu Hao often went, and should be an independent world at the very top of the Western Paradise.
Moreover, the only entrance seemed to be the one they just came through from the eighteenth level of hell. In other words, even if the people of the Western Paradise wanted to enter, they would have to come all the way down from the eighteenth level of hell, one level at a time.
In that case, this place was definitely a forbidden area of the Western Paradise, a core area that even Buddhas and Ksitigarbha were forbidden from entering and exiting.
Chu Hao did not dare to be careless, and perked up, and began to explore this world. This place was shrouded in auspicious clouds, and everything was peaceful.
However, Chu Hao felt a strange aura from it, a strange feeling that he had never experienced in the Three Realms or the Abyss.
It seemed to be caused by the scarcity of heaven and earth spiritual power.
After walking for a while, Chu Hao finally saw the only building on this nineteenth level of hell.
A nine-level stupa pagoda that was so towering that it reached the auspicious clouds that shrouded the eighteenth level of hell.
Around the stupa, there were piles of empty golden clay pots. Some of the pots had been broken, leaving only the remaining dark red bloodstains, as if telling something.
Chu Hao could feel an extremely strange and vile aura emanating from the pagoda, a kind of eerie chill that felt like walking into a slaughterhouse, which even made Chu Hao feel afraid.
“The stupa leans against the sky, the mountain monk leaves the world.”
Engraved on the stupa was a bizarre poem.
It was clearly a rather artistic poem, but written on this stupa, it seemed to hint at some unspeakable secret.
Chu Hao did not choose to enter the stupa immediately. Standing outside the stupa, Chu Hao suddenly launched a powerful attack on the stupa.
Who cares what's inside? Anyway, it's the Western Paradise's lair. It's totally fine to blow it up.
However, when Chu Hao's attack hit the seemingly flimsy stupa, the stupa suddenly bloomed with a faint light, easily blocking Chu Hao's attack.
The stupa pagoda didn't even move.
Chu Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's soul power again? It seems that this place is the Western Paradise's training ground for soul power. Could it be that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva also cultivated from here?"
If that was the case, then there must be powerful soul cultivation treasures in this stupa, which was exactly what Chu Hao had been dreaming of.
Chu Hao had the system to help him improve his cultivation, but if he wanted to cultivate soul power, he could only rely on his own blind luck. To this day, he had only accumulated five points of soul power.
If he could obtain the Western Paradise's soul power cultivation treasure, then wouldn't Chu Hao have a smooth path in the future?!
Riches and honor are found in danger! Enter!