Chapter 1950 Guanyin Curse
"Fellow Daoist Bai." Shen Luo faced the figure walking towards him and said.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, you're here too." Bai Linglong nodded and said calmly.
"Why don't you see Bei Mingkun?" Shen Luo asked with a frown.
"I separated from him halfway and haven't seen him come yet." Bai Linglong shook her head.
After Sun Wukong saw Shen Luo, he originally wanted to come over, but Manjushri Bodhisattva shook his head and signaled him not to have too much contact. After hesitating for a moment, he just said hello to Shen Luo from a distance.
After Shen Luo returned the salute, he withdrew his gaze and asked Bai Linglong, "Are you here waiting for me and Bei Mingkun?"
Hearing this, the latter shook his head, took him ten feet away, pointed to a black stone tablet embedded in the ground, and said, "You will know it just by looking at it."
Shen Luo was filled with surprise. He lowered his head and looked at the black stone tablet carefully. He saw a faint light floating on it, and there was a line of small golden words floating on it:
"The test on the second level will be opened in three days. Those who have not reached this point will be imprisoned in the first level of space forever. Those who leave this place without authorization will be teleported out of the tower."
A simple sentence made it clear that only those who passed the first-level test and were transported to the second-level could accept the second-level test, and the test place was in the black square under their feet.
After getting this answer, Shen Luo simply stopped worrying and sat down cross-legged.
"Is the content of the second-level assessment clearly stated on the stone tablet?" Shen Luo asked again.
"I haven't seen it before. I arrived two days ago. The text changes displayed on the black slate only have a countdown time and no other information." Bai Linglong shook her head and said.
"Then all we have to do is wait." Shen Luo nodded.
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After a full day, the fifth person finally appeared in the square, which was Samantabhadra Bodhisattva together with Sun Wukong.
When he appeared, his clothes were a little messy, and he looked like he had just experienced a battle.
However, Shen Luo didn't communicate much with them and didn't know what he had experienced.
In the evening of that day, three more people were welcomed into the black square. They were Misu, Yuan Zu and Tu Shantong who had escaped after fighting Shen Luo earlier.
When the three of them saw Shen Luo again, their expressions were a little complicated. Shen Luo looked indifferent. Even when he looked at them, he always had a faint smile on his face.
After reading the words on the stone tablet, Misu and the others chose a place a little far away from Shen Luo and the two of them and sat down cross-legged, meditating and adjusting their breath while waiting for the second level of test to begin.
Everyone waited for a long time, and it was not until the evening of the third day that Bei Mingkun finally appeared.
His breathing was stable, his behavior was fine, and there was no sign of a fierce battle. Shen Luo just raised his head and nodded slightly to greet him, without asking any questions.
Bei Mingkun didn't show any emotion about the fact that everyone else came to the second floor before him. After looking around for a while, he went straight to the black stone slab. After looking at it for a while, he found a corner by himself. He sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.
"It seems that everyone's luck is quite good." Shen Luo glanced at the other eight people scattered around and thought to himself.
The test on the first level is luck. Although it seems a bit out of place, it is probably the most difficult of all the tests. People who can enter this tower are not ordinary people, and it is normal for them to pass them all.
The next test will probably be difficult every time.
Not long after, the seemingly illusory sun in the distance gradually sank below the horizon, and the surrounding sky gradually darkened, but it did not completely fall into darkness.
In the entire black square, faint lights lit up everywhere, like the glow of fireflies, which filled the entire square with a mysterious aura.
There was silence all around, not even the sound of wind. It was so quiet that you could almost hear everyone's gradually accelerating breathing and heartbeats.
Just when everyone's patience was about to run out, an illusory voice suddenly sounded from the void all around.
"If you enter this place and want to control the Pillar of Gods and Demons, you need to have a strong mind and extraordinary will. If you don't have a superhuman mind, don't go through this hardship. You can leave this place and leave the tower safely."
The ethereal voice echoed between heaven and earth, and there was a long pause. Everyone on the field was as steady as a rock, and no one moved.
"Since no one is willing to leave the pagoda, he will be transformed by this Brahma."
After a while, a bell rang, spreading leisurely throughout the country. When everyone heard it, they felt that their minds were empty, and their bodies and minds relaxed unconsciously.
Immediately afterwards, a burst of chanting sound came. The sound started as thin as a mosquito, gradually became louder and louder, slowly became like a monk whispering, then like a hundred sons singing sutras, and finally like the resonance of ten thousand people.
The words were unclear, and they sounded like they were Sanskrit scriptures, but it was hard to understand their meaning. After pondering for a long time, he found that they were not Buddhist scriptures that he had known in the past.
However, whether it was Shen Luo, Bei Mingkun, or Bai Linglong, the three of them all felt that when this voice sounded, there was an unknown force that made their moods become more peaceful, and their original desire to compete gradually faded. Go down.
The Misu three people on the other side were even more so. Even the fierce light in Yuanzu's eyes weakened unconsciously.
On the contrary, the three Manjusri Bodhisattvas, with their bright eyes, were not as affected as they were.
Bai Linglong, who had just escaped from the Demon Suppressing Tower, was far from the peak of her magic power and soul power. At this moment, her eyes were already feeling a little drowsy, and she unconsciously wanted to fall asleep.
"What kind of secret technique is this? It's obviously not the sound of Mi Mi, but it still makes people lose their fighting spirit and make them unable to fight?" Bei Mingkun was surprised and couldn't help but ask.
"This is the Guanyin Mantra." Bai Linglong's voice sounded weakly.
When Shen Luo heard this name, he still felt unfamiliar. At this moment, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and an irresistible feeling of sleepiness came over him, making him feel drowsy.
This is not because the power of his soul is not strong, but the Guanyin Curse is not a soul attack, but more like a spell to nourish the soul, allowing people to unknowingly put down their burdens and rest their soul.
Shen Luo had never felt like this before. It was as if the fatigue came from the depths of his soul. It was the soul that had been tired for half his life. If he wanted to take a rest, he would naturally not be able to resist Buzhou's calming method.
Just when he was about to sink into it, a voice suddenly came from the sea of consciousness: "Recite the Diamond Sutra silently with your soul."
This voice was very familiar to him. It came from Sun Wukong.
Shen Luo did not hesitate, and immediately began to recite silently with his soul: "This is what I heard. At that time, the Buddha was in Savatthi State..."
As the chanting of the Diamond Sutra resounded in the sea of consciousness, a layer of golden light immediately lit up from his soul figure, and the glowing light reflected the sea of consciousness, immediately blocking the influence of the Guanyin Mantra.
The sea of sinking consciousness suddenly returned to clarity, and the sleepiness also disappeared.
"Thank you." Shen Luo felt happy and immediately replied via message.
Over there, Sun Wukong was sitting upright, with his eyes closed, and his face showed no movement at all, as if he had never said anything, and had never heard anything in his consciousness, and everything had nothing to do with him.