The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 303: Immortal Inscription and Imperial Scripture

Zhang Jiuyang finally remembered why he felt vaguely familiar when he saw this huge bronze tripod, as if he had seen it before.

When he was summoning a spirit to possess him and fighting with the crazy old man, the other party had displayed some kind of magical power and showed the form of the immortal cauldron. He then turned the fake into the real and used the immortal cauldron as a weapon.

Finally, the crazy old man tried to break through the ninth realm. When he suddenly realized it, the immortal cauldron shone brightly, and nine immortal pictures emerged. The first eight were relatively clear, but the ninth picture was shrouded in fog and was blurry.

The crazy old man's breakthrough failed because of this, but he turned a disaster into a blessing. He rebuilt the Jade Ding Xuan Gong and seemed to have discovered the original version from ancient times, which was more powerful and mysterious.

Zhang Jiuyang later asked Yue Ling about the tripod.

She said that there was indeed an immortal tripod in the Jade Ding Palace, which was the treasure of the religion. According to legend, it was the mysterious tripod that the Guiguzi Immortal Master received from heaven and used to realize the nine levels of immortality. It could suppress the fortune of an entire religion, allowing the Jade Ding Palace to dominate Taoism for thousands of years.

However, there is another theory that the immortal cauldron was lost during the inheritance, and the later immortal cauldron was a replica, which is why it could not suppress the aura and caused the Jade Cauldron Palace to be destroyed overnight.

In addition, Zhuge Qixing also imitated the immortal cauldron and created the Jiuzhou Cauldron to suppress the destiny of Daqian and protect the country.

At this moment, the Jiuzhou Ding is still hidden in the capital city and is one of the foundations of Daqian.

It can be said that this mysterious tripod engraved with nine immortal pictures has been passed down from ancient times to the present day, and it almost runs through the qi meridians of the human race.

"It turns out that the immortal tripod... is in Penglai!"

Zhang Jiuyang's mind raced as he tried to sort out the clues, but he found that the situation was thick with fog and seemed even more confusing.

Why did the immortal tripod appear in Penglai?
Why are there so many dragon corpses in the cauldron?

What kind of war had taken place on Penglai Island, and why was it fought?

These are the questions that he is currently puzzled about.

However, Zhang Jiuyang did not insist on thinking about the mystery, but first turned his attention to the pattern of the immortal tripod.

No matter what secrets he has, I will get the benefits first!

Perhaps the Immortal Master Guiguzi gained enlightenment by looking at this tripod. The pattern on this tripod must be able to help people practice!

But unfortunately, the tripod was covered with mottled dark blood stains, covering most of the patterns. In addition, the copper rust was extremely heavy and there was a fairy mist filled with spiritual energy outside, making it difficult to see clearly.

If he could come to the tripod in person, perhaps he would be able to see the pattern on it clearly.

Just when he was about to give up, he suddenly caught a glimpse of some writing on the bottom of the tripod. What was strange was that after noticing that they were being watched, the writing began to swim like tadpoles, as if trying to disrupt and reorganize themselves so that no one could discern their true meaning.

However, the sharp-eyed Zhang Jiuyang still saw two lines of small words before they were completely disrupted.

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

"The upper and lower are not formed, why test it?"

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked again. It was the "Emperor's Scripture"!
The giant turtle that escaped from the tomb of Shenju Mountain carried an invisible celestial tablet on its back, giving it the ability to come back to life after death.

He once used jokes to trick the giant turtle into talking, and learned that the content on the stele that day was left by its owner, named "The Emperor's Scripture", and that the owner was the person buried in the Shenju Mountain Tomb.

The reason why the Tianzun in Huangquan chose to move the sky and become the tenth heavenly stem may also be due to the "Emperor's Sutra".

An astonishing guess suddenly emerged in Zhang Jiuyang's mind.

The Emperor's Scripture is engraved on the bottom of the Immortal Cauldron. The first owner of the Immortal Cauldron was Guigu, the immortal master who opened up the immortal path in ancient times. According to legend, Guigu was also the Emperor's Master. So this Emperor's Scripture...

Could it be what he left behind?
Could it be that the Immortal Master Guiguzi is buried in that amazing tomb on Shenju Mountain?
When he thought of this, Zhang Jiuyang's heartbeat quickened slightly. This guess was too horrifying. If it was true, then the truth of all this might be even more shocking than he had imagined.

Even the Guiguzi Master who opened up the path to immortality couldn’t ascend to heaven?
What exactly does the "Emperor's Scripture" want to convey?
Of course, all of this was just his own conjecture. Whether the owner of the tomb in Shenju Mountain was Guigu Xianshi or not still needed further investigation. But the trip to Xiandao at least gave him a direction.

Seeing that the handwriting became a mess and was no longer even words, Zhang Jiuyang could only look away and look somewhere else.

He was a little afraid to look at the dragon corpse in the cauldron, for fear that the bones of the dragon girl might be among them.

But fortunately there was no white dragon.

However, his connection with the map of the Four Dragon Kings seemed to be cut off again. He could only feel that the map was in this fairy palace, but he was confused and couldn't tell where it was exactly.

But just as Zhang Jiuyang was about to search further, the entire Immortal Palace suddenly began to tremble, and then the palace began to become transparent, as if disappearing bit by bit.

Zhang Jiuyang even felt that his third eye was disappearing, as if it was being gouged out by an invisible force.

There was an instant sharp pain between his eyebrows, and a stream of blood like magma flowed out.

"Oh no! Why did Penglai Fairy Island disappear early today? It usually lasts for about an hour."

Pei Yulong's expression froze and he quickly reminded Zhang Jiuyang to put away his magical powers.

But it seemed too late. Even though Yue Ling had taken back her magic power, Zhang Jiuyang tried hard to close his third eye, but found that the pain in his brow was still getting more and more intense.

His eyes were full of bloodshot, and blood was constantly flowing from his third eye, dripping onto the ground and burning tiny caves.

It was as if the Penglai Fairy Island sensed his surveillance and wanted to punish this bold mortal by taking away his golden eye.

Zhang Jiuyang was naturally unwilling to do so. He fought against it with all his might, but in front of that huge force, his strength seemed too small.

The third eye between the eyebrows began to turn into a scar little by little, and it seemed that it was about to disappear along with the Penglai Fairy Island.

But at this moment, a brilliant fairy light suddenly appeared, and the dragon corpse in the cauldron began to tremble slightly, as if it had come alive.

Dragon roars sounded one after another, some were domineering, some were immature, but all revealed the innate supreme majesty, noble and mysterious.

Ten thousand dragons roared in unison, shaking the heavens and the earth, even causing the immortal cauldron to tremble.

The severe pain between Zhang Jiuyang's eyebrows suddenly disappeared, and the mysterious power seemed to retreat.

Without Yue Ling's magical support, his third eye closed automatically.

Before Penglai completely disappeared, he took one last look at the fairy palace. In the bright fairy light, he faintly saw a pair of beautiful eyes like ice crystals and colored glass.

She was still as cool and aloof as ever, but when she looked at Zhang Jiuyang, her eyes were like ripples on the water of Yunmengze.

Dragon girl Ao Li.

"How are you?"

Yue Ling supported him without hesitation, her heroic eyes showing concern.

"Fortunately, she helped me, otherwise I might not be able to save this eye."

Zhang Jiuyang looked in the direction of Penglai Fairy Island, but there was only a vast ocean there, empty and without a trace.

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(End of this chapter)