The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 297: The Reincarnation of the Ancestor

When Zhang Jiuyang first saw the Sword Mountain, he "heard" the sounds of those magic swords in his heart. It was a very mysterious feeling that could only be understood but not described.

He had a feeling at that time that if he used the sword skills among the 72 Disha magical powers and added Lu Zu's sword heart, he should be able to summon these magic swords to help.

The ancestor of swordsmanship in the world is not called that for nothing.

As it turned out, that feeling was not his conjecture. Except for the Zhuxian Sword of the Sword Pavilion's founder Bai Yunsheng, he could summon all the other swords.

Even the Zhuxian Sword... is not a problem.

Clang! !

As he called out, the Zhu Xian Sword on the top of the distant mountain finally responded. An ancient sword energy surged up, and mysterious runes seemed to light up on the black sword wrapped in chains.

What a terrifying sword intent that was! Under that sword intent, all the swords were trembling and clanging continuously.

They were both afraid and excited. These spiritual magic swords pointed their hilts towards the Sword Mountain as if they were paying homage.

Pei Qianhuo's eyes widened and his voice became a little stammering.

"He...he wouldn't mean to..."

Pei Qingchi felt an inexplicable shudder in her heart. She was usually calm, but at this moment her heart was also surging.

"The Immortal Execution Sword... has awakened."

She subconsciously clenched her fists and stared at Zhang Jiuyang's back, as if she wanted to engrave the figure in white in her mind.

To the disciples of Jiange, the Zhuxian Sword is of great significance. It means the pinnacle of the sword-wielding secret technique, the highest achiever of sword art throughout history, and the supreme existence of Jiange.

The Zhu Xian Sword has been in a dormant state for a long time. Since the death of its founder Bai Yunsheng, no one has been able to awaken it for thousands of years.

If Pei Qingchi had not read "The Legend of the Flying Sword" and knew what kind of path Zhang Jiuyang had opened up, he would even doubt at this moment whether Zhang Jiuyang was the reincarnation of the innate sword immortal Bai Yunsheng.

and many more……

Pei Qingchi suddenly had an idea and thought of something.

It seems that the two are not contradictory.

Thousands of years ago, Bai Yunsheng opened up the way to Jiange. His talent was so amazing that no one could surpass him. Perhaps the only one who could surpass him was himself?

Zhang Jiuyang, could it really be...

"Junior sister, you said Brother Zhang, could it be... the Grandmaster?"

Even Pei Qianhuo thought of this, and looked at Zhang Jiuyang with doubt and surprise.

Boom!

As the ancient and vicissitudes of sword intent continued to awaken, the whole world seemed to be shaking, and the sound of chains colliding could be heard from all directions.

That was the Zhu Xian Sword breaking the chains wrapped around his body.

Zhang Jiuyang's face was pale. His magic power had already reached its limit, and at this moment he was almost holding on with willpower. Even if he could shake the Zhuxian Sword, it might be too late.

puff!
A figure flew out from the sea. His clothes were tattered and torn in many places. His bones and muscles were severely broken, and there was even an alarming distortion at the joint of his right arm.

But no blood flowed out, and as the sword energy spread, the injuries recovered quickly.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Yue Ling stepped forward with a knife in hand, his eyes as firm as iron, and his tall body blocked Zhang Jiuyang like a pillar supporting the sky, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

"How long do you need?"

"One moment at most."

"it is good."

There was only one word "good", but it was the promise made by Yue Ling.

The golden flames burned in her eyes again, and she was ready to continue the bloody battle, even at the cost of her life, to win this crucial moment for Zhang Jiuyang.

But what no one expected was that Pei Yulong, who had already fallen into the Sword Demon state, suddenly spoke.

"You kid...could you be the reincarnation of our ancestor?" There was a hint of surprise in his voice that was hard to conceal, and most importantly, the emotion in it was calm, without much murderous intent.

Yue Ling and Zhang Jiuyang were both startled.

The blood color in Pei Yulong's eyes gradually faded, and became clear and bright again. He put away his magic sword, waved his hand and said, "No more fighting, kid, stop it now!"

"The Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords concerns the foundation of the Sword Pavilion. The Immortal Execution Sword must not be moved lightly!"

Pei Yulong was still able to maintain his rationality, which showed that he was not completely controlled by the so-called Sword Demon Realm. The previous fight was probably an intentional test.

However, Zhang Jiuyang ignored what he said.

He thought of the dragon girl who was eaten by him, and murderous intent filled his heart. After all, the dragon girl had saved his life several times.

We've been fighting for so long, can you stop just because you say so?

The sound became louder and louder, and there was even a sound of a chain breaking, which meant that one of the chains wrapped around the Zhu Xian Sword was cut into pieces.

Zhang Jiuyang's figure had begun to stagger, and he couldn't even open the third eye between his eyebrows. He was exhausted to the extreme.

Feeling the awakening of the ancient sword intent, Pei Yulong finally panicked.

"Okay, okay, I admit that I lied to you!"

"The white dragon is not dead!"

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned.

"The bones on the ground belong to a snake demon. I have never defeated that white dragon. The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I simply caught a snake demon and roasted it for food..."

The ancient sword intent that was awakening suddenly stopped, and the sound of chains around it immediately dissipated.

The shaking Sword Mountain returned to calm again.

"You kid, you're so scary..."

Pei Yulong finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a little scared.

This kid is truly a monster. Not only has he cultivated the Pure Yang Golden Elixir and opened his third eye ahead of time, he also has a unique and eye-opening flying sword technique.

In the end, this kid even activated the magic sword of the predecessor in the Wanjian Tomb, and awakened the Zhuxian Sword that had been dormant for thousands of years.

No, who among us is the disciple of Jiange?
Zhang Jiuyang wanted to say something, but when his mind suddenly relaxed, an endless feeling of fatigue surged over him, drowning him like a wave.

His eyes went dark and he passed out. But before he fell unconscious, he still used up his last bit of strength and raised his middle finger towards Pei Yulong.

Lao Yin Bi!
Yue Ling moved and let Zhang Jiuyang lean against her chest. She held the Dragon Sparrow Knife in one hand and hugged him with the other.

Pei Yulong was a little surprised and asked, "He raised his middle finger at me, what does that mean?"

"It should be some kind of Taoist magic formula. Even before he fainted, Brother Zhang was still in a fighting posture. I really admire him!"

Pei Qianhuo praised this behavior highly.

Pei Yulong always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Master, why did you lie to Brother Zhang?"

There was a hint of complaint in Pei Qingchi's voice.

Pei Yulong coughed and said, "You brought an outsider back, so I have to test him."

"Then there's no need to be so harsh!"

"Haha, he cares so much about the white dragon, he must be the dragon's mistress. I can't beat the white dragon, so can't I take this opportunity to vent my anger?"

"But you know what, this kid really looks a bit like the ancestor."

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and slapped his thigh.

"It's over, it's over. If he is really the reincarnation of the founder, then wouldn't I be committing treason?"

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(End of this chapter)