The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 331 The Mystery of the Imperial Scripture
After the Yellow Spring Banquet ended, Zhang Jiuyang returned to the underground again and was buried by the soil.

However, for him who had recovered 30% of his strength, this danger was nothing. He formed a seal with his hands and performed the earth escape technique among the thirteen forms of escape.

The original feeling of suffocation disappeared without a trace in an instant, and his whole body merged with the earth, like a fish in water, and the pores all over his body could even absorb some kind of power from the earth.

But Zhang Jiuyang did not come out of the ground immediately, but stayed underground quietly.

Since I finally died once, I must make good use of this opportunity of "resurrection" and deal a fatal blow to the evil spirit.

In a moment, a plan came to mind.

A meaningful smile appeared on his lips. If Yue Ling were here, she would see that he was planning to plot against someone again.

This time he not only wanted to kill the evil spirit, but after learning that it was a ghost, Zhang Jiuyang had other ideas.

Since it is a ghost, it can be eaten.

The fourth-level evil spirit is a precious medicine more precious than the King of Ginseng to him who is seriously injured. If he can swallow it all, maybe he can drive away the Yin Thunders that are like maggots in his tarsal bones.

At this moment, although his condition has improved a lot, the Yin thunders are only suppressed instead of being eliminated. They are lurking deep in his flesh and blood like a poisonous dragon, waiting for an opportunity to erupt.

Even Zhang Jiuyang's pure yang magic power could not drive it away.

It is worthy of being the Feixian Cave's secret martial art, "Purple Thunder Book". He has heard Yue Ling say that "Purple Thunder Book" has two chapters, Yin Thunder and Yang Thunder. Yin Thunder is the most vicious and cunning, while Yang Thunder is fierce and overbearing.

If yin and yang are combined into one, it becomes the innate purple thunder, invincible.

Now he deeply realized the difficulty of dealing with Yin Thunder, and secretly wondered, is it necessary to practice Yang Thunder method to resolve these Yin Thunder?
If that were the case, that would be troublesome.

I just don't know if Lu Zu knows the law of thunder, and whether he can teach him the Five Thunders Law or something like that...

"Old Nine, are you there?"

Just as he was pondering how to completely dissolve the Yin Lei power in his body, Lao Qi's voice suddenly came from the Huangquan Order.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved. What did he want from him?

"Lao Qi, what's wrong?"

Hearing Zhang Jiuyang's voice, Lao Qi was obviously relieved and laughed: "Thank God, I knew you wouldn't die so easily!"

"Damn the Imperial Observatory and Feixian Cave. Don't worry, Laojiu. When I'm done with my work here, I'll go to Daqian and help you deal with them!"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and said, "Thank you."

"That's nothing. I've wanted to go on a killing spree with you for a long time. You should take good care of your injuries first. You weren't at the Huangquan Feast this time. The old man, the Two-Faced Buddha, was so arrogant. I was really upset watching him!"

"By the way, Painted Skin Master, Two-Faced Buddha, and Mountain King have been communicating privately. I don't know what they talked about. Maybe they have plans against you. You must be careful."

"If that doesn't work, come to Daliao. This is my territory and no one can threaten you."

Zhang Jiuyang felt warm in his heart.

No matter what, Lao Qi always stood firmly on his side. What he said might not be entirely sincere, but it was definitely not all false.

Compared with a fence-sitter like Yue Shen, this kind of ally is undoubtedly more reliable.

"No need, they can't find me, this little injury is nothing."

"That's good."

Lao Qi smiled and said, "I knew it. How could someone as fierce as you get into trouble?"

"Oh, by the way, Xuan Su also gave everyone half of the Emperor's Scripture at the Huangquan Banquet this time, saying that it contained the secret of immortality. I guess she was upset that you didn't come, so she probably didn't give it to you. Let me read it to you."

As he spoke, Lao Qi recited half of the Emperor's Scripture in its entirety.

Zhang Jiuyang listened silently. He actually knew half of the book but couldn't speak it. At this moment, comparing it with the Emperor's Scripture read by Lao Qi, he found that there were no typos or reversed sentences.

The other party is indeed very loyal. "These words are very flowery, and I don't understand them either. Old Nine, please think about it. Although I think immortality is a bit nonsense, what Tianzun said is still somewhat mysterious. I hope it can help your injury."

After saying these words, Lao Qi gave a few more instructions until Zhang Jiuyang heard a series of urging voices coming from the other side.

What master? The banquet is about to begin.

His Majesty sent someone to urge him for the fourth time...

"Laojiu, I have something to do here, so let's not talk for now. If you need any help, you can call me anytime."

"it is good."

As Huangquan Ling returned to calm, Zhang Jiuyang felt a little complicated.

It seems that the Seventh Brother has a very high status in the Liao Dynasty and has a special relationship with the Liao Emperor, but he is a member of the Daqian Imperial Observatory.

To be honest, he admired Lao Qi's generous and righteous character, but the positions of the two men determined that they would inevitably come to blows one day in the future.

We can only take one step at a time.

He sighed in his heart, then pondered over that half of the Emperor's Scripture, chewing over the text over and over again, but still did not understand its meaning.

It’s not that I can’t understand it, but I don’t understand what these words have to do with longevity.

The Emperor's Scripture, as the name suggests, is it related to the emperor?
……

Capital City, Imperial Palace.

In the harem, a figure in a gorgeous phoenix robe sat on the ground without caring about his image, holding the half of the imperial scripture in his hand. The palace maids and eunuchs who accompanied him had dull eyes, as if they were in some kind of hallucination and turned a blind eye to everything.

Only her personal maid had bright eyes and looked around vigilantly.

The woman looked at that half of the Emperor's Scripture, excitement emerged in her beautiful eyes, and even her fingers that were turning the pages were trembling slightly.

"The Emperor's Scripture, it is indeed the Emperor's Scripture..."

“It really takes no effort at all!”

Su Nu was already her personal maid. Seeing this, she smiled and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is truly blessed. The Emperor's Scripture, which we have been looking for for so long, has now been delivered to you."

Hearing this, the woman in the phoenix robe calmed down from her excitement and smiled faintly.

"It's just half of the Emperor's Scripture. We still need to get the other half, and the most important thing."

Having said this, her temperament changed. There was a sense of majesty in her phoenix eyes, and her gaze was disdainful. Su Nu was so frightened that she immediately knelt down, trembling with fear.

"You have been looking for it for so long and have searched the entire palace, why can't you find it?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. We have searched every inch of the place. Could it be that the thing... is not in the palace?"

"Impossible, my uncle said that thing is in the palace."

The phoenix-robed woman's voice was as loud as iron. "Keep searching. If one time doesn't work, try ten times. If ten times don't work, try a hundred times. Even if it takes another ten years, we must find that thing!"

"All the hopes of our clan rest on that thing. We cannot afford to lose it!"

"Yes, I will go find it right away!"

After Su Nu left, the woman in the phoenix robe sighed softly, a trace of longing and sadness in her eyes. The gorgeous and majestic aura disappeared. She bent her knees and hugged her body. Her embroidered shoes were slender and exquisite, and the phoenix woven with gold thread on them was lifelike.

"Uncle, if you were still with me, why would you need these rubbish?"

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(End of this chapter)