The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 237: The Great Divine Power Talisman, the Heavenly Venerable is Dead
Boom! !
Thunders fell one after another, completely illuminating the night sky and also illuminating Sun Tianchi's resolute figure.

At this moment, his body was shining with golden light, and countless talismans were flying around him, and all kinds of power between heaven and earth were mobilized by him.

Earth, water, wind, fire, thunder...

Every stroke is a talisman to subdue demons and contains incredible power.

From a distance, it looked like a golden-armored god coming down to earth to defeat demons. For a moment, he even confronted the two-armed Mahakala of the Two-Faced Buddha and even had the upper hand.

The Talisman of Infinite Merit was activated with full force, and the vast golden light of merit was like a flood, surging endlessly.

Ever since the treasure was passed down by Hermit Xuanfu, successive heads of Wanfu Tower have cherished it very much. After all, although the merits and power of the ancestor are great, they are ultimately limited.

Use less and you will have less.

Sun Tianchi no longer considers these things now. Wanfu Tower is gone, so what is the use of the Merit Talisman?
Revenge, must take revenge!

As he roared angrily, in addition to the golden light of merit, he also used a secret method to burn his own blood and essence. His eyes were like blazing flames, which made the power of the talisman rise to a new level again.

Boom!

The lightning finally pierced through the image of Mahakala, cut off one of its arms, and fell on the human bone robes of the Two-Faced Buddha.

"Amitabha!"

The two-faced Buddha took a few steps back, his evil eyes condensed between his brows, and he changed his seal.

The remaining arm of the Mahakala Dharmadhatu flipped gently, and the blood in the skull bowl immediately flowed down like a waterfall. It seemed that the sky and the earth had turned into a sea of ​​blood, and any tangible object was about to melt into it.

What was even more bizarre was that the sea of ​​blood seemed to be alive, flying through the sky like a blood-stained shroud, heading towards Sun Tianchi.

In an instant, Sun Tianchi was submerged.

The Two-Faced Buddha breathed a sigh of relief. This was the blood of Mahakala, which could dissolve all things in the world. Sun Tianchi was trapped in it and it would be difficult for him to get out.

However, the next moment, a sea of ​​blood surged.

A figure broke through the waves, black smoke coming out of his body, his flesh and blood were severely corroded, and even half of his flesh was hanging down, like a rotting corpse.

But his eyes were exceptionally bright, like thunder in the sky, dazzling and eye-catching.

A talisman as dazzling as the sun appeared in front of him. He used golden light and blood as ink and put all his life's skills into drawing this forbidden talisman of the ancestor.

The moment the foot of the talisman was drawn, wild winds howled between heaven and earth, dark clouds covered the sky, thousands of mountains trembled, and it seemed as if ghosts and gods were howling all around.

The writing is so powerful that it can stir up wind and rain; the talisman makes ghosts and gods weep.

"Gods spread across the Five Mountains, ghosts banished from the Eight Gates, thirty-two heavens chased the wind and rushed, all things were in a multitude, the true body was respected, using it to assist the obedient, the merits surpassed the Nine Truths, those who deserved it would die, those who resisted would perish as gods!"

As the spell sounded, this terrifying talisman burst into a dazzling divine light, and it actually had a kind of majestic divine power.

Great divine talisman!

This talisman is a forbidden technique passed down by Xuanfu Shanren. Only the masters of the Wanfu Tower are qualified to practice it. It is said that the founder gained this insight when he was in a desperate situation after fighting a big monster until he was exhausted.

Because it is too powerful and has such lethal effects that it is detrimental to the harmony of nature, it is listed as a forbidden technique.

Once this talisman is completed, it will even absorb most of the blood and essence of its owner. It is extremely overbearing, and it is a method of risking one's life and then being reborn, or even destroying oneself and the whole family.

Sun Tianchi knew that he was no match for the Two-Faced Buddha, and the power of merit in the Treasure Scroll of Common People would eventually run out, so he might as well fight with all his might and risk his life.

This is also the last thing he can do for his disciples as the headmaster.

"Demon, die!!!"

He roared, and the golden light on his body dimmed. His white hair fluttered wildly, but his momentum did not decrease but increased. He pointed his finger and the great divine talisman flew towards the two-faced Buddha.

In an instant, it seemed as if a shooting star appeared in the night sky, a meteorite falling from the sky, leaving a tail of fire in the sky.

Even though the two-faced Buddha was wearing a robe made of human bones, the ground beneath his feet was sunken under such horrible pressure, with cracks appearing all over the place.

He took a deep breath, a strange light flashed in his evil eyes, and he recited the scriptures again.

The next moment, the two-armed Mahakala Dharma image behind him turned into a four-armed one, and it was not just as simple as having two more arms, the Dharma image itself also changed drastically in appearance.

His headdress is decorated with five skulls and three eyes, around his neck hangs a string of human heads, and around his waist is a tiger skin.

Among His four arms, the objects held by the middle two arms remain unchanged, a skull bowl in the left and a crescent-shaped knife in the right. However, the objects held by the other two hands are different, the left hand holds a trident and the right hand holds a sword.

Mahakala is in a sitting position with his legs slightly bent inwards, forming an easy chair, and two pagans are stepping on his feet.

The entire Dharma image became even more evil and strange, and it made people feel terrified when they saw it from afar.

Faced with the great divine talisman drawn by Sun Tianchi by burning everything, the Dharma image of Mahakala also moved his four arms and rushed towards the talisman.

Boom! ! !

The sound of the explosion rose to the sky, even the main peak of Biming Mountain collapsed, the earth shook, and the fireworks made the night as bright as day. The invisible air waves swept across the sky and the earth like a hurricane.

……

In the distance, Zhang Jiuyang's feet shook slightly.

Even he felt the aftermath of the earthquake. You have to know that he is now almost dozens of miles away from Wanfu Tower. It can be seen how fierce the fight between the two was and how shocking the momentum was.

It's really earth-shattering.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t personally watch the life-and-death battle between two sixth-level warriors. That scene must have been exciting.

As for who would win between Sun Tianchi and the Two-Faced Buddha, Zhang Jiuyang guessed that it should be the Two-Faced Buddha.

After all, Sun Tianchi is only in the fifth realm, and only with the help of the Treasure Scroll of Common People can he have the combat power of the sixth realm. However, the Two-Faced Buddha is the best among the six realms, and it is not an exaggeration to call him the peak of the six realms.

However, even if the Two-Faced Buddha wins, it will not be an easy task. He won't be able to jump around again in the short term. As for the Black Sky Plan, it is almost aborted.

Zhang Jiuyang's goal has been perfectly achieved.

The only pity is that due to Tianzun, he could not kill the Two-Faced Buddha in this operation. It is really a pity to miss such a good opportunity.

"Interesting boy, now that you've asked enough questions, I should go now."

"I'm tired of laughing today. Let's talk about it another day."

Just as Bantian was about to leave, Zhang Jiuyang's expression changed. He stepped forward and said, "Senior Gui, didn't we agree on three questions? I've only asked two. There's still one last question."

He took a deep breath and said word by word, "May I ask the name of the senior's master?"

Casting the Heavenly Stele, writing the Emperor Scripture, Ling Bantian lived for seven lifetimes, and was suppressed by the four veins of dragon, immortal, Buddha and ghost after his death. Such a person really made Zhang Jiuyang very curious. He even felt that Tianzun also had some connection with this person.

The owner of Bantian once said that he would let it come out of the tomb after seven generations to take a look at this world. As soon as Bantian came out, Tianzun summoned him to be the tenth heavenly stem.

This is such a coincidence. Zhang Jiuyang would never believe that there was no conspiracy behind this.

If we can figure out the identity and name of the tomb owner, perhaps we can follow the clues and find out the identity of Tianzun?
But when he heard this question, Bantian shook his head repeatedly.

"I can't say it, I can't say it!"

"Change the question!"

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes moved and he said, "Okay, then let me ask, who is Tianzun? Do you know his identity?"

Bantian shuddered again and said, "I can't tell you that either!"

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved, but he couldn't say it, but he knew it.

This means that Bantian actually knows who Tianzun is!
He took a step forward and continued to ask: "Then tell me a clue, give me a hint."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "Senior Turtle, if you don't follow the rules, you won't be able to hear these jokes in the future. I still have many, many jokes in my stomach."

Bantian's eyes narrowed. So many jokes?

"Is it funnier than what we saw today?"

"Of course!"

There was a trace of struggle in its eyes, and finally it seemed to give in. It looked around carefully, and then whispered: "Tianzun... is a dead man, he--"

Before he could finish his words, Bantian suddenly trembled all over, his face changed drastically, and he quickly turned around and dived into the water.

"Senior Turtle, please explain clearly. Don't leave yet. I have another joke. Once upon a time, there was a man who..."

Before Zhang Jiuyang could finish his joke, he saw Bantian covering his ears.

"Don't listen, don't listen!"

"Kid, I have a piece of advice for you. Don't be so curious. After all, a dead person can't tell me jokes."

After a few breaths, Bantian had disappeared, leaving only ripples on the water.

Zhang Jiuyang stopped and stared, thinking about those words in his heart.

Is Tianzun a dead person?
Could it be that Tianzun is a ghost cultivator and not a living person?
This is not impossible, after all, Huangquan itself is at the junction of Yin and Yang.

Of course, there is a second interpretation of this sentence, that is, Tianzun had died once, or in other words, he had died once in the eyes of the world.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to call him a dead person.

In this case, his identity is not simple.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang once again became curious about Tianzun. Who is he? Why did he create Huangquan? What is his purpose?
Zhang Jiuyang closed his eyes and recalled everything related to Tianzun.

Picture after picture replayed in his mind, finally freezing in one place.

That was Yue Ling's face.

Of course, Tianzun is not Yue Ling, but if one wants to find out the identity of Tianzun, the best entry point is Yue Ling.

The case of the Duke's Mansion that year was the only recorded time that Tianzun took action.

When geese pass by, they leave their voices behind; when water passes by, it leaves its traces behind.

Zhang Jiuyang believed that as long as Tianzun took action, he would inevitably leave certain traces, and these traces were important clues to finding out his identity.

If you have the chance, you can learn more about the bloody incident at the Duke's Mansion. Perhaps the answer is hidden there.

Zhang Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes, his gaze bright and sharp under the moonlight.

Tianzun, I will definitely find you!
……

On Mount Yamabu.

Tianzun sat high on the throne, his eyes closed, breathing slowly, as if he was asleep.

Below, Xuan Su was transcribing something.

After a long time, Tianzun slowly opened his eyes, as if waking up from a dream.

There was actually a hint of smile in his eyes, as if he had dreamed of something very interesting.

"Master, you are awake."

Xuan Su was a little surprised and asked: "You seem to be a little happy?"

It had been so long since she saw her master have such obvious emotional fluctuations that she was a little dazed.

Tianzun tapped his fingers lightly on the throne without saying anything, as if he was thinking about something. Xuansu also said nothing, but just quietly copied what was in his hand.

After an unknown amount of time, the knocking sound stopped and the voice of Tianzun sounded slowly.

“There are going to be some changes in plans.”

Xuan Su was stunned and looked at Tianzun in disbelief. She knew how much effort her master had put into this plan and how long he had waited.

But she didn't ask. She just had to obey what her master had decided.

"Master, it has been copied."

She finished writing the last stroke and handed the book over respectfully.

Tianzun nodded and took it. There were two big words on the cover - Emperor's Scripture.

Opening the first page, eight ancient seal characters come into view.

"In the beginning of the ancient times, who preached it?"

Looking at these eight words, Tianzun remained silent for a long time. Finally, he sighed softly and said no more.

……

(End of this chapter)