The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 234: Massacre of the Mountain and the Family, Nine Yang Fishing for Turtle

The appearance of the Heavenly Monument brought Bantian back to life.

But with Bantian's resurrection, the Heavenly Monument gradually faded away, like a mirage.

"no no!"

Many monks could not help but exclaim in surprise. They were trying hard to see the words on it clearly, but just as they could see the two words "Sui Gu", the heavenly stele began to disappear.

The inexplicable panic spread instantly, as if I was about to miss the greatest opportunity and fortune in my life.

Longevity! Immortality!
They ran madly towards the direction of the Sky-Moving Monument, not caring even if they were trampled into meat paste. The Sky-Moving Monument seemed to have some terrible magic that made them temporarily forget the fear of death.

But no matter how hard they tried, they could not prevent the disappearance of the Heavenly Monument.

What a mortal body can see is limited, not to mention that most people have not even cultivated the Dharma Eye. Although the Heavenly Monument is right in front of them, they can only watch the treasure mountain drift away from them.

Screams rang out one after another, and the shrill voices finally shocked people.

Those were the souls of countless boys and girls, which were sucked away by the Heavenly Monument and disappeared. Even the Two-Faced Buddha could no longer sense them.

The spell of the spiritual ancestor that could kill the six realms was broken just like that.

The pair of little men in the two-faced Buddha's hands exploded and turned into powder, and he himself coughed up a trace of blood.

However, the evil eyes between his eyebrows seemed extremely excited.

He finally saw some words clearly.

At the beginning of ancient times, who preached it?
Those words seemed like natural patterns, containing endless mysteries. With just a preliminary glance, the Two-Faced Buddha felt that the bottleneck that had plagued him for decades was beginning to loosen?

At this moment, even with his great concentration, he couldn't help but feel excited.

The inscription on this stele can not only bring the dead back to life, but can even help people break through the realm, and contains the secret of becoming an immortal!

But at this moment, the heavenly monument began to disappear.

The body of the giant turtle became smaller and smaller, and finally it turned into a small turtle. It was full of vitality and no longer looked old as before.

It's like being reborn from the ashes and living a new life.

It seemed to be aware of the greed of the crowd, and dived into the river summoned by the Dragon Girl, performing the water escape technique and disappearing in an instant.

The two-faced Buddha didn't bother to argue with Yama anymore and dived into the water without hesitation.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Luo, Dragon Girl, Painted Skin Master and Sun Tianchi also cast their spells and escaped into the water, looking for the black tortoise carrying the Heavenly Stele.

Only a group of Wanfu Tower disciples who suffered heavy casualties were left behind.

They actually also wanted to pursue the Heavenly Monument, but in the fierce battle just now, most of their magic power had already been consumed, and most of them were seriously injured.

The Wanfu Tower, which used to be filled with disciples, now only has a few dozen big and small people left.

However, the rest are the most elite disciples of Wanfu Tower. Although they are not the core disciples, they are also the most outstanding in the inner sect. There are also several elders in the fourth realm.

They sat together and began to meditate to heal their wounds.

……

In the river, several figures chased after the black turtle, but Bantian seemed to sense the danger. He transformed himself and created several clones, which fled in different directions.

The technique of clone was so mysterious that it was almost indistinguishable from the real thing. For a moment, the people who were chasing were in a dilemma.

Sun Tianchi used blood as cinnabar and drew a talisman on his forehead. He actually opened one of his ink-black heavenly eyes briefly, and then resolutely chased in a certain direction.

The two-faced Buddha opened his pupils between his brows, made a judgment, and chased in another direction.

Yue Ling and Long Nu also chose a direction respectively.

Everyone has a different answer as to who is Bantian’s true identity, but they all seem very confident and believe in their own judgment.

Zhang Jiuyang also saw an answer. The Lingguan Heavenly Eye reminded him that the turtle on the far left was the real one. He wanted to chase it, but he stopped for some reason.

As he looked at the disappearing figures of the crowd, a flash of lightning came into his mind.

An extremely bold plan emerged in his mind. If successful, perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone.

After thinking for a moment, he made a decision.

Instead of moving forward, his body actively moved backward.

……

Wanfu Tower.

The Painted Skin Evil Spirit and the rampant soldiers had all evacuated. The Wan Fu Tower, which had been bustling just a moment ago, was now in ruins. The elite disciples who survived were also seriously injured and were trying to meditate and regulate their breathing. No one spoke a word.

A great war seemed to have come to an end.

However, if there were an expert who was proficient in the art of observing qi here, he would see that the faces of these remaining elite members of Wanfu Tower were shrouded in deathly aura.

An invisible aura of disaster emerged from this thousand-year-old Taoist temple that had fallen into ruins.

Pfft!
There was a splash of water and a figure flew out from the river, startling everyone.

The Buddha's light is bright, and you can vaguely see a hazy figure of a monk, holding brow bone Buddhist beads and wearing a robe made of human bones.

The two-faced Buddha is back?
An elder from the Wan Fu Tower stepped forward, bowed, and asked, "I wonder if you have anything else to say. Where is my master?"

The two-faced Buddha chanted a Buddhist name in a calm voice, and said, "Sun Tianchi is dead."

The elder was suddenly startled, and before he could ask any questions, he saw an eye, a fiery eye that stretched across the sky like the sun, illuminating the night sky.

In an instant, he fell into the illusion of the Lingguan Heavenly Eye.

"I was wrong, Grandmaster, please spare my life, Grandmaster, please spare my life!"

He let out a series of screams. Although his body was not on fire, he had horrible burns and was emitting wisps of black smoke. His body curled up like a cooked shrimp.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly. The two-faced Buddha was transformed by him using the human escape technique from the thirteen forms of escape. His purpose was naturally to frame someone else.

Normally speaking, even if an elder of the fourth realm was no match for him, he would still be able to take on a single blow. However, this elder's mana was depleted too much and his injuries were too severe, so naturally he could not exert much strength.

Soon the screams stopped abruptly, and the high and mighty elder of Wanfu Tower had already lost his soul.

"Two-Faced Buddha, you, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Stop it now, my master will not let you go!"

"Oh no! He wants to kill us to silence us. Let's fight him together!"

The remaining disciples stood up with difficulty, some glared angrily, some were terrified, and some were grief-stricken and angry.

Does God really want to destroy the Wanfu Tower lineage?

Zhang Jiuyang said calmly, "This time your Wanfu Tower suffered heavy casualties, and the Black Sky Plan was frustrated. Sun Tianchi will definitely feel resentful towards me. In this case, why not take advantage of your injuries and kill all of you?"

He stepped forward, and the third eye between his eyebrows moved again.

"From now on, there will no longer be Wan Fu Tower in this world."

If you say you want a bloodbath, then you want a bloodbath, and no one can be left alive.

……

In the river, the two-faced Buddha flew for an unknown distance before he finally caught up with the black turtle. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

But the next moment, the smile on his face froze instantly.

The black tortoise actually turned into nothing, it was fake!

Not only him, but also in other places, the black turtles chased by Sun Tianchi, Yue Ling and Longnu also turned into bubbles, they were all fake!
I don’t know how long it had passed, but somewhere beside a remote river far away from Wanfu Tower.

Zhang Jiuyang washed the blood off his hands by the river, and his face was reflected in the river water. He was not the Painted Skin Master, not Yama, nor the Two-Faced Buddha, but his true self.

He had already slaughtered all the remaining disciples of Wanfu Tower. Of course, he also did some tricks to frame them.

I believe it will give Sun Tianchi a surprise.

Now he tried to catch up with the black turtle again according to the direction he remembered, but unfortunately he wasted time and could not see anything.

However, Zhang Jiuyang had great confidence in Lingguan's Heavenly Eye. He believed that what he saw was Bantian's true body.

So this direction is correct.

But looking at the vast river, how can we lead it out?
After thinking about it, he seemed to have noticed something.

A moment later, Zhang Jiuyang picked up the gongs and drums and gently beat them along the river. The sound was loud and penetrating.

"Selling jokes!"

"The funniest joke in the world!"

"It's not funny, it's free!"

(End of this chapter)