The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 311: Awakening from the Dream, the Dragon's Sleeping Skill

From big rise to big fall, it seems like just a moment.

Zhang Jiuyang was demoted all the way and experienced the ups and downs of life, but fortunately, his wife Yue Ling never left him and protected him many times with her personal strength.

The two lived in Lingnan for a long time and opened a private school to teach local children to read, allowing them to get out of the mountains. Although their lives were hard, they were happy.

Three years later, Princess Ao Li died of illness. Before her death, she asked the emperor to pardon him. The emperor, who loved his daughter dearly, agreed.

Zhang Jiuyang received the imperial edict of pardon and also learned of Ao Li's death. Thinking of the scenes of the two reciting poems and playing the zither in harmony, he was overwhelmed with grief and got drunk that night.

After being exiled for nearly ten years, he returned to his hometown in Qingzhou, but saw only desolation.

It turned out that his parents could not bear the blow and died one after another due to illness a few years ago. In order to prevent him from worrying and being sad when he was thousands of miles away, they deliberately did not let anyone tell him.

After the death of his parents, the old house became desolate and the servants went their separate ways, leaving only an abandoned house.

Zhang Jiuyang, whose temples are already gray, cried like a child in front of his parents' grave.

Finally, he and his wife cleaned up the old house, preparing to spend the rest of their lives there, but he didn't expect that his wife Yue Ling would also die of illness two years later.

It turned out that she had helped Zhang Jiuyang block countless attacks over the years and had already suffered serious hidden injuries, but she still followed him across thousands of miles without any regrets.

Because she had no money to see a doctor, she endured it, unable to sleep all night long, until her old injuries became a serious illness that was difficult to heal.

Zhang Jiuyang lost the last person who accompanied him.

Her favorite swords, spears, and halberds were still placed in the old house, covered with dust, but the heroic woman who always liked to wield swords and spears while he was reading was no longer there.

Zhang Jiuyang planted a loquat tree in front of her grave and took good care of it.

When the vines grew tall and majestic, he also reached the twilight of his life.

Looking back on this life, there have been blooming flowers and prosperous careers, as well as poverty and hardship, until in the end there is nothing left.

He was full of vigor and ambition in his youth, he was on the rise in his youth, he achieved success and fame in his middle age, and he was alone in his old age.

As the sun set, his once sharp wit began to dull, and those memories, both good and bad, seemed to slowly fade away.

Fame, wealth, love, hate, and vengeance all seem to be nothing.

At the moment of his death, he saw a bright sword light, streaking across the night sky like a meteor, as if calling him.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but in the sword light, he heard a gentle and elegant voice.

"The yellow rice is not yet ripe, but I dream of Huaxu."

"Chier, why don't you wake up quickly?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. He still lived in the Lingguan Temple, but the familiar scenes around him seemed a little strange at this moment.

His hands became white and slender, no longer as rough as those of an old man.

Countless memories came flooding back, leaving him stunned for a moment.

"Brother Jiu, you woke up so soon?"

Ali poked her head out from the doll and said in surprise.

"Ali, how long have I slept?"

"It's not even a quarter of an hour, Brother Jiu. I heard your snoring so loud that I thought you were going to sleep for several days and nights."

Zhang Jiuyang was a little dazed for a moment.

In reality, it was less than a moment, but in his dream he experienced seventy-six years, ending a life that was worthy of regret.

"Brother Jiu, you seem to have changed a little..."

A Li tilted her head and looked at Zhang Jiuyang, saying, "Just now I almost thought you were an old man." When Zhang Jiuyang just woke up, he even had a kind of old-fashioned aura, but it quickly dissipated, but it still left a certain mark.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were still clear and bright, but with a hint of vicissitudes and precipitation that were not there before.

It is a kind of calmness and relief after years of baptism.

It’s just a dream!
These four words immediately emerged in Zhang Jiuyang's mind. In his previous life on Earth, this story was well-known to everyone.

According to legend, when Lü Dongbin was 64 years old, he returned to Chang'an and met the founder Zhongli for the first time in a tavern. Zhong Zu tested him with the Yellow Millet Dream.

In his dream, Lu Dongbin was successful in the officialdom, had many children and grandchildren, and many beautiful wives, and he enjoyed all the happiness in the world.

But he was suddenly convicted, his huge wealth was confiscated, his wife and children were separated, and he became penniless. In his old age, he was alone, standing in the wind and snow shivering. Just as he was about to sigh, he suddenly woke up from his dream.

Only to find out that Zhong Zu’s meal is not yet cooked.

From then on, Lu Dongbin was enlightened to the Tao, saw through the worldly world, devoted himself to practicing Taoism, and eventually became the ancestor of all sword immortals in the world.

It can be said that the Yellow Millet Dream is not only a test, but also an enlightenment and revelation by the immortal with great magical powers.

The most difficult part of spiritual practice is cultivating the mind.

The method of the Yellow Millet Dream allows a person to quickly go through an ordinary person's life in a dream, thereby gaining valuable life insights and wisdom, and then seeing through illusions and tempering their heart of Tao.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a huge opportunity.

Although Zhang Jiuyang has not seen a direct improvement in strength now, he can feel that he has gained a lot of benefits invisibly. His Tao heart is clear and pure, and after going through the vicissitudes of life, it has been polished to become more rounded and transparent.

With such a heart of Tao, everything you do will be twice as effective with half the effort, laying a solid foundation for future practice.

And most importantly, he could feel that Lu Zu was laying the foundation for him. That Tiandun sword technique required a very high level of Taoist heart.

If it weren't for the power of Huangliang Meng, I'm afraid that even if he obtained the inheritance, he might not be able to succeed.

The sword intent in his mind was slowly dissipating, symbolizing that this inheritance was about to end.

But at this moment, a consciousness entered Zhang Jiuyang's mind, which made him stunned, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

It turned out to be a method of practicing cultivation!

Yes, after refining his Taoist heart in the Huangliang Dream, Lu Zu actually passed down a precious method to help him practice.

"Lying high in the sky, all worries are gone; the sleeping fairy lies in the white clouds.

The dream soul secretly enters the yin and yang orifices, breathing latently to perform good fortune.

Who knows the true secret hidden in chaos? A Taoist must first learn to be stupid and deaf.

The hermit of Mount Hua used a method to keep people from sleeping, and now I am going to teach it to you all to wake you up."

This is Lu Zu's "Ode to the Hibernating Dragon". What he taught is the famous "The Hibernating Dragon's Sleeping Pill Technique" created by the founder Chen Tuan!
Zhang Jiuyang once experienced the effect of the Hibernating Dragon Technique under the guidance of Lu Zu.

At that time, he thought that the Dragon Girl was killed by Pei Yulong, and in anger he forcibly activated the Sword of Immortal Execution, which resulted in severe damage to his soul and he was in a coma for three days and three nights.

Pei Yulong thought that he would become stupid, but he did not expect that after waking up, he would feel refreshed and relaxed, without any sign of lethargy and weakness caused by a damaged soul.

That is the magic of the Zhelong Sleeping Pill Technique.

At that time, Zhang Jiuyang was very eager to learn this profound skill. He did not expect that Lu Zu would be so generous. In passing it on to him for the first time, he not only used his great magical powers to help him temper his heart, but also bestowed upon him the complete Hibernating Dragon Technique.

I believe that with the help of this sleeping technique, his practice speed will surely advance by leaps and bounds again!

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(End of this chapter)