The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 146: The Secret of Heaven

The world line is gold, so you cannot travel south!
Zhang Jiuyang looked at these eight words, marveling at the power of Du Shensuan, but on the other hand, he did not feel afraid.

No matter how advanced Du Shensuan's hexagram technique is, he will never be able to predict the visualization diagram on his body.

The visualization map carrying the Chinese gods is Zhang Jiuyang's greatest confidence. When he goes to Yangzhou, he also has a plan to implement.

Spread the faith of Wang Lingguan!

This world is too isolated and mobility is extremely poor. Although the book "Records of the Spiritual Official Conquering Demons" has been circulated in Qingzhou, the space of a state is limited after all.

Yangzhou is much richer than Qingzhou, and its population is several times that of Qingzhou.

If "The Record of the Spiritual Official Conquering the Demons" could be spread in Yangzhou, then the speed at which he would gain worship and faith would certainly double, and he might even be able to obtain the Spiritual Official's Treasure Edict in advance.

No matter how powerful the Painted Skin Master is, how many whips can he block from Wang Lingguan?

Even though the power of the Chinese gods and Buddhas would be restricted to some extent after they came to this world, they were still the most supreme existences.

The last Taoist priest Zhong Kui left a deep impression on him.

Therefore, Zhang Jiuyang did not retreat because of this death hexagram. Whatever he had experienced, was not dangerous?
Continue reading the letter.

"The world line is gold, so you can't go south!"

"If you insist on going south, please remember..."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned and asked, "What about the rest of the content?"

The handwriting stopped abruptly here, appearing to be written in great haste. There were only these two lines in the letter, and the second line had not yet been completed.

The young man seemed to think of the scene at that time, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.

"My father picked up the pen to write the letter, and he started spitting blood from the first word. When he wrote to this point, the pen in his hand suddenly broke, and he fell on the table. He looked like he was asleep, but... he was no longer breathing."

Talking about that scene, he felt sad and scared.

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang felt a little guilty.

In the art of fortune-telling, it is important that the secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, so the words are vague and half-hearted. Also, for each fortune-telling, a fee must be charged, even if it is just a penny or a sip of water, it can be less, but it must be paid.

These can all reduce the punishment for leaking secrets.

However, Master Du told him the truth, and the unfinished words must be very important, containing a great secret. With his level of cultivation, he could not afford the cost of speaking out.

Therefore, he died suddenly.

Of course, Du Shensuan was not without a backup plan. He had already calculated in advance that his life was coming to an end and he would soon go to the underworld to work as a clerk in charge of arithmetic and record keeping, so he wanted to sacrifice his life to repay his kindness.

Unfortunately, the most crucial information was not revealed.

Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly, not because he regretted the unfinished words, but because he regretted the passing of a kind-hearted elder.

In this world, birth, aging, sickness and death seem to be unavoidable.

Even if you become an official in the underworld, who knows what the underworld is like?
Ali said that even ghosts cannot live forever. Not only will the body age, but the soul will also age. It’s just that the soul ages slower than the body.

Unless one becomes the legendary ghost immortal, even if one is a ghost, after a long time, one will disappear between heaven and earth.

Zhang Jiuyang bowed from a distance in the direction where Du Shensuan was buried, as a belated farewell.

……

After the man left, Zhang Jiuyang was about to continue his journey to Yangzhou as planned, but he heard Ah Li's voice.

"Brother Jiu, do you want to understand what the following words mean?"

Seeing her confident look, Zhang Jiuyang couldn't help but ask, "Can you predict it?"

Ah Li shook her head and said, "Brother Jiu, you can go ask Grandpa Du!"

"Ask? The person is dead, and you——"

Zhang Jiuyang's voice suddenly stopped. He seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes moved. Du Shensuan's soul was taken away by the ghost soldiers, and he should be serving in the underworld now, but Ah Li's secret art of walking in the underworld can allow the soul to travel to the underworld...

"It's still a little dangerous..."

He was a little hesitant. After all, the underworld was too mysterious. Who knew what it was like down there?

"Brother Jiu, Ah Li is not a child anymore. Ah Li will not act impulsively. If you can find Grandpa Du, that would be the best. If you can't find him, I will come back immediately. How do you think?"

There was a hint of expectation and pleading in her eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly, knowing that the little girl had been thinking about the underworld for a long time, but she just didn't want to cause trouble for him, so she kept it in her heart.

If it were him, how could he not be worried day and night when his father, with whom he depended on for survival, was captured and taken to the underworld?
Even if she only got a little news about the underworld, it might be a comfort to her.

Zhang Jiuyang squatted down and stretched out his little finger.

"Let's make a promise. You must come back. Otherwise, your ninth brother will starve to death here."

Ah Li was extremely happy. She pinkied with Zhang Jiuyang, then threw herself into his arms and nuzzled him, saying coquettishly, "I knew that Jiu Ge is the best~"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled.

Half an hour later.

Zhang Jiuyang bought the items needed to practice the secret art of walking in the underworld, including a coffin, peacock blood, glutinous rice, incense and candles, and face covering paper for the dead.

Those who didn’t know would think that Zhang Jiuyang was going to hold a funeral.

Ali first folded a paper man for herself, and then possessed herself in it.

In this way, even if she temporarily has a physical body, it is equivalent to having an anchor in the world of the living, so that her soul will not get lost in the underworld and be unable to return.

If it were any other person who had passed through the Yin, there would not be such trouble. This was a method that the Second Master had come up with specifically for her.

Then, Ali lit three incense sticks and inserted them into the stove filled with glutinous rice, muttering something. It was the "Wheel-Turning Sutra", the holy scripture of the Yin people. In the past, the Second Master had Li Yan write these scriptures with blood in the Dragon King Temple, which successfully stopped the Yin soldiers.

Reciting this sutra can open up the passage between the Yin and Yang worlds, and can also pray for the subsequent Yin-Gathering Fortune.

Ali took off her shoes and socks, and lay down in the eight-foot-long coffin. She made the wheel seal with her hands, took a deep breath, and seemed a little nervous.

In fact, you don’t have to lie in a coffin to practice Yin Qigong. You can also lie on the bed. The only difference is that the bed must be eight feet long.

Craftsmen have had rules since ancient times: a bed must be at least seven feet tall, and a coffin must be at least eight feet tall.

The bed should be seven feet long, and the coffin should be eight feet long, mainly to facilitate the placement of burial objects.

The coffin is the resting place of the deceased. It has the power to communicate between yin and yang in the dark, so it is most suitable for walking in the underworld. However, because people who walk in the underworld also have to live in the world of the living, they often customize an eight-foot-long bed to symbolize the coffin.

"Brother Jiu, we can start now~"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and smeared the peacock blood on the palms and soles of Ah Li's feet.

Walking on the Yin is also called passing through the Yin, touching the blind, and asking for directions. Different people who walk on the Yin have different secret methods. The secret of Erye's walking on the Yin method is the peacock blood.

Peacock blood is a spiritual thing and is yin in nature. In "Bao Gong An", Bao Zheng was able to travel to the underworld only after drinking peacock blood.

Close the doors and windows, and place Ali's shoes right side up and upside down in front of the coffin.

There are some rules to this as well. If you put all of them right side up, the person who is walking in the underworld will suddenly wake up. If you put all of them upside down, the person who is walking in the underworld will never wake up.

Finally, cover Ali's face with facial tissue.

At first, the paper trembled slightly with Ali's breathing, but gradually, the trembling became weaker and weaker, until finally there was no fluctuation at all.

The candle flames around began to flicker and become unstable.

The Yin movement has begun.

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(End of this chapter)