The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 258: Defeat the Buddhist Sect, Victory over the Sword Pavilion, and the Young Man Becomes Famous

The tip of Zhang Jiuyang's sword was against Kunlun Sanren's neck, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He is not a good-tempered person. On the contrary, the departure of the Dragon Girl and these wandering cultivators who are pestering him like flies have made him quite angry.

I've already warned him once, so I might as well kill him.

Still fishing in the clouds, teaching me a lesson?
In other words, they bully him because he is not famous and is a newcomer in the cultivation world. If it was Yan Luo who was here today, I guarantee that these people would not even dare to watch the show.

"Don't pretend like this in your next life."

Zhang Jiuyang swung the sword in his hand and prepared to take off the opponent's head without any hesitation, as if the person under the sword was not a famous figure in the martial arts world, but a weed on the roadside.

But at this moment, he frowned slightly and turned to look behind him.

"Amitabha, as the saying goes, if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha instantly. Why don't you give others a chance to reform?"

A figure appeared. It was a middle-aged monk wearing a yellow monk's robe, straw sandals, and a square face. He bowed to Zhang Jiuyang.

"I am Kong Xuan from Baiyun Temple. My master is the chief monk Tongji from the Demon Subduing Temple. I wonder if Mr. Zhang can give me a favor and let me take him back to Baiyun Temple to practice meditation, so as to resolve the resentment in his heart."

"In this way, it can be regarded as a merit of Donor Zhang."

Monk Kongxuan spoke sincerely and did not seem aggressive, but what he said made Zhang Jiuyang laugh out of anger.

If you were really kind-hearted, why didn't you intervene when someone was trying to grab the sword just now, but instead waited until he was about to kill someone before you came over to do good?

Moreover, with just a few words, he wanted to snatch away a top-notch expert among the independent cultivators and send him back to be a thug for Baiyun Temple?

"Master, you are right. I will give the person to you right away."

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly smiled, and that smile gave Kong Xuan a bad feeling.

There was a flash of sword light, and the Demon-Slaying Sword instantly swept across Kunlun Sanren's neck, and the sword energy shattered his soul into pieces.

"you--"

Without waiting for Monk Kongxuan to say anything, Zhang Jiuyang kicked Kunlun Sanren's body to him.

Kong Xuan subconsciously reached out to take it, but his expression changed as soon as he touched the corpse. The force contained in the corpse was as powerful as thunder, and there was also flames and sword energy, which was extremely masculine and domineering.

boom!
Kong Xuan shook his arm and took a few steps back. The corpse was directly blown into meat paste under the stalemate of the two forces, and his body was covered with blood.

"The monk is so cruel that he didn't even leave a complete body for the deceased?"

Zhang Jiuyang stepped forward with a sword in hand, the red mark between his eyebrows locked onto him. Although he did not open his eyes, he already had murderous intent.

Kong Xuan's heart trembled, and he said, "Amitabha, the donor has such a strong murderous intention!"

"Haha, do you also want to take me to Baiyun Temple for some meditation?"

Zhang Jiuyang took another step forward, holding a sword in one hand and a thunder and fire talisman in the other, and was considering whether to kill the monk.

In fact, if he hadn't considered causing trouble for Yue Ling and the Shen family, he would have taken action long ago.

When watching Journey to the West, the most annoying thing is that every time the Monkey King is about to swing his stick to smash a monster to death, there are always gods and Buddhas who come to intercede, and then they casually take away the monster that is causing trouble, saying that they will punish it.

How about drinking three cups as punishment?
The other person has a powerful background, and the Great Sage can do nothing about it, but Zhang Jiuyang will not indulge this monk named Kong Xuan. Although Baiyun Temple is powerful, he has destroyed Wanfu Tower, which is also a top sect, before.

As long as you are still in the Fourth Realm, he dares to kill anyone.

Kong Xuan had already felt the real murderous intent. As a bystander, he couldn't see it clearly before, but when he faced Zhang Jiuyang directly, he realized how terrifying the man in front of him was.

In broad daylight, in public, he really seems to dare to do it?

Kong Xuan knew that he had met a ruthless person. For a moment, his Buddhist heart was clouded, he kept giving warnings, and his whole body was tense.

If he were to just apologize and back off, he would lose face and it would also damage the reputation of Baiyun Temple.

If you don't give in, the other party seems to really dare to kill people!
Over the years, relying on the reputation of Baiyun Temple and his master, as well as the strength of the Fourth Realm, he has been sought after by thousands of people wherever he goes and respected as a master. He never thought that there would be someone who would be so disrespectful to Baiyun Temple.

Just when he was caught in a dilemma, several voices suddenly rang out.

"Uncle Master, the demon is very powerful, we will help you!"

"Master, let's set up the formation!"

"Vajra Demon Subduing Formation!"

The young disciples he brought with him were filled with righteous indignation. They were truly fearless and actually attacked Zhang Jiuyang directly.

Oops!

Kong Xuan was shocked. It would have been fine if he hadn't taken action. Once he took action, there would be no hope.

Zhang Jiuyang himself is powerful enough, and the Ming Wang behind him is even more powerful, with a reputation almost rivaling that of his master, the divine monk Tongji.

Facing the young figures holding sticks and rushing towards him, Zhang Jiuyang didn't even look at them, and even sheathed the Ghost-Slaying Sword with his backhand.

If you have to draw your sword to deal with any Tom, Dick, or Harry, that would be an exaggeration.

Zhang Jiuyang took out the jade flute from his waist, stroked the warm flute body, and a trace of melancholy appeared in his eyes.

In the eyes of those young monks, they thought that he had revealed a flaw, and they were very excited. Golden light flowed on their sticks and they came at him with great momentum.

But the next moment, the sound of the flute rang out, it was "Luan Cang Hai" which he rarely played.

The sound of the flute was loud and stirring, like a raging sea. In an instant, those young monks seemed to be in a vast ocean, and the magic power in their bodies seemed to be running around like a demon.

The most terrifying thing is that their emotions were also stirred up by this song "Chaos in the Sea", especially their lust. These monks obviously did not have enough cultivation. Their faces were flushed, their eyes were blurred, and they even uttered a lot of dirty words.

"Demon, stop it!"

Kong Xuan was furious. If this continued, Baiyun Temple would probably become a joke.

He came to the disciples, pressed their acupoints, then sat cross-legged and chanted Buddhist scriptures with a loud and majestic voice, like Sanskrit, trying to compete with Zhang Jiuyang.

However, the sound of the flute was like a violent storm, with one wave higher than the other, vast and endless.

At the beginning, the empty and mysterious Sanskrit sound could still compete with it, but as time went on, the flute sound became louder and louder, and the Sanskrit sound became weaker and weaker.

Kong Xuan's face was as pale as gold foil. He pushed his magic power to the extreme and even used a magic wooden fish to help, but it had little effect.

He was extremely shocked. Where did this Zhang Jiuyang who suddenly appeared come from, and how could he be so powerful?
Little did he know that Zhang Jiuyang also felt a little surprised.

As expected of a disciple of the head of Baiyun Temple's Demon Subduing Academy, he had a solid foundation and could hold on for so long. His overall strength was even higher than Kunlun Sanren. Time passed slowly. When Kong Xuan was halfway through playing the song "Chaotic Sea", his body was trembling slightly and he was about to collapse when a whistle suddenly sounded in the distance.

The sound was extremely powerful, clear and loud, like the sound of a sword.

It was as if a swordsman's move, like a fairy from the sky, was inserted into his music with a stroke of genius, and there was no sense of incongruity at all. It was so carefree and joyful, so magnificent!

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

This was the first time this happened today. Whether it was Kunlun Sanren or Monk Kongxuan, they only made him feel some pressure, but this sense of crisis of having a sharp edge at his side was the first time.

As he played, he opened his third eye.

His sight went beyond Yangzhou City and he saw a small boat on Dongyang Lake. On it was a middle-aged man in slovenly clothes, carrying a wine gourd, and a little girl carrying a sword case.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were fixed on the middle-aged man who was howling on the boat.

The other party clearly did not have a sword on him, but under his divine eyes, he saw a divine sword that was unparalleled and sharp!
The sword energy is so strong that even the Demon-Slaying Sword with the aura of a white rainbow piercing the sun is inferior to it.

That sword is that man.

He does not need a sword, for he himself is a divine sword.

Even the little girl had a similar temperament, but it was obvious that her cultivation was not yet up to par and she was only a sword embryo, unlike the middle-aged man who had already mastered the sword and displayed an unparalleled edge.

Such amazing sword energy made a name flash through Zhang Jiuyang's mind instantly.

East China Sea Sword Pavilion!

But Master Nie once said that Jiange only has one disciple in each generation, so how come two of them came here at once?

Before he could think about it, the whistling sound came again, and it was even more powerful. Zhang Jiuyang seemed to hear the clanging of millions of swords at the same time, and even his Ghost-Slaying Sword was trembling in its sheath.

For a moment, even the sound of the flute was suppressed.

Zhang Jiuyang was delighted to see the prey, as he finally had a worthy opponent. Every generation of disciples in the Sword Pavilion were people of extraordinary talent and would leave behind various legends of sword immortals in the world, and finally retire into the vast East China Sea.

Naturally, he was looking forward to fighting with the legendary disciples of Jian Ge.

The Pure Yang Golden Pill shone brightly, and even wisps of golden light flowed in the depths of his eyes. The Pure Yang Energy permeated his whole body, causing the sound of the flute to suddenly soar.

Even the bystanders who he did not intentionally target were affected. They closed their ears and used their internal energy to resist.

The middle-aged man's eyes also showed excitement, and he whistled out sword energy, causing the originally calm Dongyang Lake to continuously explode with huge waves, as if this largest lake in the world was accompanying him.

The cool and elegant little girls on the boat covered their ears, with a hint of surprise in their bright eyes.

Who could fight with my senior brother for such a long time without a clear winner?

Xiao and Xiao, the Pure Yang of the Four Realms and the heir of the Sword Pavilion, fought against each other in the air, just like a chess player meeting a worthy opponent, a general meeting a talented person, and it was difficult to tell who was better for a while.

puff!puff!puff!
They fought fiercely, and the disciples of Baiyun Temple vomited blood and fainted. Even Kong Xuan turned pale and sweated profusely.

He was no longer able to recite scriptures and could only barely protect himself in the confrontation between the two masters.

As for those bystanders in the distance, they were undoubtedly affected. Those with high skills were fine and just felt a little dizzy and uneasy, while those with low skills even staggered and fainted, as if they were drunk.

Finally, the song ended and the whistling stopped.

Zhang Jiuyang did not retreat a single step, but his long hair fluttered and his white clothes fluttered. After a few breaths, he slowly calmed down.

On the small boat on Dongyang Lake, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes swayed slightly, stretched out his little finger to pick Tao's ear, and then blew away the earwax.

"Brother, you lose!"

The junior sister's cold voice sounded.

"Nonsense, how did I lose?"

The junior sister sighed and said, "Brother, have you noticed that our boat is getting lower and lower?"

The middle-aged man lowered his head and saw that the bamboo raft had several big holes in it and was leaking water.

He looked into the distance and seemed to see the golden eyes and fiery eyes.

"Good boy, wait for me... Gulu... I will find you again... Gulu Gulu... Bi... Gulu Gulu..."

The cool and beautiful junior sister had already flown to the shore. She stroked her forehead slightly and quickly left in the crowd, as if she didn't want to admit that the two knew each other.

……

"Amitabha, this time, I am the one who lost. Donor Zhang is very powerful, I am ashamed of myself. Thank you for showing mercy!"

There was a look of shame on Kong Xuan's face. When Zhang Jiuyang was fighting with the man who made the whistling sound, he truly realized how big the gap was between him and the two men.

If Zhang Jiuyang had given his all from the beginning, he and his disciples would probably not have survived.

This was undoubtedly a wake-up call for him who had always been conceited.

There is always someone better than you, and it turns out that there are such masters among the four realms.

"The monk is quite generous, but next time, don't easily say that you can become a Buddha by laying down your butcher knife."

Zhang Jiuyang put away the jade flute and said calmly: "After all, it is easy to put down the butcher knife in your hand, but it is difficult to put down the butcher knife in your heart. If you can't let go of your greed and anger, how can you save others?"

Kong Xuan was slightly shocked, and remained silent for a long time before saying, "Amitabha, I am grateful for your teachings!"

He took the injured disciples away. Zhang Jiuyang hesitated for a moment, but gave up his murderous intent.

Today the emphasis is on establishing authority and reputation.

The reason why these people dared to come and steal the sword was because they took advantage of his obscurity and thought they could take advantage of the situation when Yue Ling left.

But I believe that after today, when the name Zhang Jiuyang is mentioned, many people will think twice before doing anything.

Of course, Zhang Jiuyang's identity involves too many things, so he is bound to have concerns when doing things.

If these monks still don't appreciate his kindness, he will try to change his identity.

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(End of this chapter)