Volume 1 Chapter 103 The Ghost Rulai

In the sea of clouds, Zhuo Yuming moved forward against the wind.

Looking at the scattered snowflakes around him, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Master, maybe you were in this mood when you saw me. This kid is so talented that he might become my first disciple. Master, I will definitely build Cloud Upper City again, I have already obtained the Human Emperor Inheritance that you regretted for life, and I will make Cloud Upper City the top sect in this Void Spirit Realm again.

Zhuo Yuming looked up at the big sun in the sky, and there seemed to be a face full of relief faintly emerging in the halo.

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A few days later, Zhuo Yuming came to the Heavenly City of the Longyang Dynasty.

Ascending Heaven City is quite famous in the entire Ethereal Spirit Realm, because the Tower of Babel, one of the eight wonders of the Ethereal Spirit Realm, is located in Ascending Heaven City.

The Tower of Babel was built 6,000 years ago, and in terms of history, it ranks among the top buildings in the entire Ethereal Realm. This Tower of Babel has undergone several dynastic changes and more than a dozen battles, but it is still well preserved and has not been damaged in the slightest.

This 3,000-foot-tall ancient tower lives up to its name of reaching to the sky, and it really towers into the sky. Even compared to the Demon World Floating Slaughter, it is not inferior.

It is said that the Mohist giants raised the power of a country and took 300 years to complete this fortification that shook the past and the present. And the Yueyang Kingdom, which cooperated with the Mo family to build a giant tower, was soon lost in the long river of history in the war because of the exhaustion of the treasury. However, because the children of the Mo family admired and appreciated the monarch of Yueyang Country at the beginning, they took action to protect the inheritance of the royal bloodline of Yueyang Kingdom.

After entering the city, Zhuo Yuming went straight to the bottom of the Tower of Babel.

Looking up at the Tower of Babel, where most of the tower was hidden in the clouds, Zhuo Yuming's heart also swelled with admiration for the people who built it back then.

The Tower of Babel is the polar opposite of the Demon World Floating Massacre, and the entire body of the tower is white. Although it has gone through thousands of years of wind and frost, the body of the tower has been slightly yellowed, but the flaws are not concealed, and it is harmless. The body of the tower has a total of 49 floors, it is said that it is to take the avenue fifty, and the meaning of one of the heavens. In each floor of the hall, there is a mural carving, including many allusions and folklore of the three religions. And on the top of the tower, there is also a glass bead. It is rumored that this glass bead is a real dragon dragon ball, which can ensure that the wind and rain are smooth in one place.

Zhuo Yuming looked at this magnificent giant tower and couldn't help but yearn for it.

Walking into the hall on the ground floor, pedestrians rubbed shoulders one after another, and the black pressure was full of people who came to visit.

Climbing all the way, every time he went up to the floor, Zhuo Yuming would take a closer look at the huge mural. He wanted to see what the mystery of the Babel Tower built by the Mo family six thousand years ago with great effort. Before, outside, the divine sense did not sense anything unusual, so I wanted to see if there would be other mysteries in these murals.

After ten floors in a row, looking at the relief mural in front of him depicting the Buddha Litian as his mother telling the classics, Zhuo Yuming still did not find the slightest clue.

Just as Zhuo Yuming withdrew his divine consciousness from the mural, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked up.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of barriers, and he saw the figure at the top of the tower. Zhuo Yuming's body moved, and he disappeared immediately.

Above the forty-ninth layer of the high sky clouds, there is also a platform. The platform is about ten zhang square, and a thick stone pillar with a cloud on it stands in the center. At the top of the stone pillar, there is a jasper flawless glass bead.

However, it is not difficult for any monk who has some Taoism to find that where the glass bead is located, there is a layer of transparent enchantment prohibition guarding the outside. The fluctuation of that layer of prohibition is extremely alarming, presumably set up by the Mo family back then, to prevent the glass beads from being seized.

At the edge of the stone platform stood a young monk in a shabby robe. The monk closed his eyes and folded his eyes, without joy or sorrow.

The wind and clouds moved, and a white figure appeared behind the monk.

"I've seen my seniors. ”

The young monk turned around, opened his eyes, and looked at the young man dressed in white in front of him. This face is not unfamiliar.

"I don't know what the purpose of my predecessors is here?"

Zhuo Yuming went straight to the point and asked directly, with an indifferent expression, neither humble nor arrogant.

Standing in front of him is one of the five emperors of today. You can't beat it, and you can't escape it, so it's better to be cool. The other party didn't come here directly, so it's hard to say whether he wanted to take his own life.

In fact, since he met the spiritual incarnation of the ghost Rulai in the mustard seed illusion of the flying painting wall in Xingyang City, Zhuo Yuming already knew that it was only a matter of time before he saw the ghost Rulai again. With the other party's heavenly cultivation, it is too simple to find yourself. And in case the other party wants to seize the Buddha's light in the sea of his own knowledge, I am afraid that in addition to the Demon Town, the world is so big, it is difficult to have a place for himself.

"The donor is young, and his heart is indeed rare and calm. First get the inheritance of the emperor, and then get the uncle Buddha's fate, such luck, such a heart, the future achievement will not be low. ”

Unexpectedly, the ghost Rulai actually opened his mouth to praise it.

"I sensed the annihilation of the spirit stone left in Uncle Shi's small world before, and probably guessed the ins and outs of the matter, so I rushed along the qi machine to see the donor. ”

Zhuo Yuming was also surprised when he heard this.

Ghosts come all the way here just to see themselves? Zhuo Yuming didn't believe it in his heart.

"The seniors are here just to see the juniors?"

Ghost Rulai listened to Zhuo Yuming's questioning tone, and said, "Could it be that the poor monk should have come to kill you?"

Zhuo Yuming was speechless for a moment.

He always thought that when he met with the ghost Rulai, even if one of the five emperors did not hurt his own life, he would at least extract a little of the old monk's Buddha heart from his own sea of consciousness.

The young monk let go of his folded hands, dragged the string of ordinary beads with one hand, and pinched his thumb.

"The donor doesn't have to bother himself, the poor monk has no intention of taking the Buddha's heart. Those who practice Buddhism pay the most attention to cause and effect, and since the donor can get the gift from his uncle, he is destined to have this Buddha fate. The poor monk couldn't ask for it back then, but he didn't have a way to do it. ”

The ghost spoke softly, in a peaceful tone.

Seeing that the other party's expression was still puzzled, the young monk continued: "The dissipation of the spiritual consciousness incarnation left by the poor monk before was just a mark on the donor. It wasn't until I came here that I found that the donor and the person who sacrificed the treasure of the human emperor in the demon city that day were the same person. ”

Zhuo Yuming was silent, he still couldn't believe that this peak cultivator of the Void Spirit Realm had come here on purpose, he really just wanted to see himself.

"I don't have half of the Buddha's intention in the donor's body, but since I have a little Buddha heart from my uncle, the donor can look at the Buddhist scriptures in the future. It will also be beneficial to the benefactor's state of mind. ”

The young monk clasped his hands together again and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"The purpose of the poor monk's trip has been achieved, so they will part, and they will meet the donor again in the future. ”