The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 355 White Snake General Law

"Benefactor!"

"Benefactor!"

On the street, Dashachun was in a panic and kept shouting loudly, even bumping into quite a few people, causing a lot of complaints.

A middle-aged Taoist who was standing in front of the herbal medicine stall suddenly turned around and looked at him in surprise.

"Master, is there anything strange about that person?"

The boy beside the Taoist noticed the look in his master's eyes and couldn't help asking.

The middle-aged Taoist gently waved the whisk in his hand, looked up and down at the simple-looking man, and said, "This man has dull eyes and obscure spiritual essence. He doesn't look very smart, but the strange thing is that there is a clear aura on his face. It shouldn't be like this."

"What pure air? It's obviously stupid air."

The herbal medicine vendor nearby sighed and said, "This man is called Wu Chun. We all call him Big Silly Chun. He has some problems with his brain, but he is still a simple person. He is lucky to have married a beautiful woman who seems to be giving birth to a child soon."

"I just don't know why, I suddenly went crazy again today..."

The middle-aged Taoist looked at him for a while and shook his head. Although the other person had pure energy, his mental state was damaged, which meant he was doomed to have no chance of practicing Taoism.

He turned around and continued to pick herbs.

"Benefactor!"

Perhaps because of his white Taoist robe, Dashachun mistook his back for Zhang Jiuyang, as if he had grabbed his last straw.

Dashachun rushed forward and patted the middle-aged Taoist on the shoulder.

"How dare you, a rude person, to offend my master?"

The middle-aged Taoist didn't react. The boy shouted angrily, made a gesture with his right hand, and pointed at the silver bracelet on his left wrist.

The next moment, the silver bracelet came to life and turned into a small silver snake, biting towards Dashachun.

Although Dashachun had practiced the Sleeping Dragon Dan Gong, he had not practiced for long and had not even developed enough magical powers. Naturally, he could not avoid the bite and was bitten on the palm of his hand by the little snake.

The wound quickly turned black, as if the silver snake that the bracelet had transformed into was highly poisonous.

The Taoist boy smiled triumphantly and stretched out his hand. The white snake quickly crawled back and turned into a silver bracelet again.

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head and smiled. This disciple was good in every way and was a good candidate for cultivation, but he was a little naughty.

It's been less than a month since he learned the White Snake's general's skills, but he has already mastered the basics of practice. That's really amazing.

Of course, as a Taoist, he would not watch this man die of poisoning. He would naturally help him remove the poison. However, since this man was so rude, a small punishment was inevitable.

Dashachun's face quickly turned pale, and the bitten palm turned blue and black and became swollen, looking very scary.

His body was staggering and his brain was dizzy, but he was worried about his wife's safety and only relied on his willpower to hold on and not fall down.

"My benefactor..."

Even though he was poisoned, he still stubbornly called out to his benefactor as if there was something extremely urgent.

"Relax and don't panic."

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his mind, gentle, calm and very magnetic.

Dashachun was cheered up, he was the benefactor!
"Remember the sleeping skills I taught you? Use the Lying Cloud Style."

Zhang Jiuyang's voice seemed to have some strange magic, which quickly calmed Dashachun's anxiety. He subconsciously used the Lying Cloud Style of the Sleeping Dragon Dan Gong.

He was seen lying on his side in the street, his left hand supporting his chin, his right hand holding his kidney, his left leg fully bent, his right hand half bent and half extended, his mind focused on his lower dantian, silently counting his breaths in and out.

After thirty-six breaths, one enters a unique state where the mind and breath are interdependent, the spirit does not wander outside, and the state is continuous and close, neither close nor distant.

"what?"

The middle-aged Taoist exclaimed in surprise, and looked at Dashachun who suddenly fell into a sleeping posture, his eyes filled with ripples.

This seems to be the Taoist sleeping posture, and the breathing is long and deep, like a gentle breeze in an empty valley, which really captures the true meaning of Taoism.

No wonder this man has a clear face, it turns out he has learned the Taoist sleeping technique.

but……

He smiled faintly, looking calm and composed.

Even though the little Taoist boy had only just begun to learn the White Snake General Technique, it was after all one of the true secret techniques of his Feixian Cave. How could the poison be removed by just some sleeping technique?

That would be underestimating the magical power of their Feixian Cave.

Sure enough, although Dashachun used the Wo Yun Style, which greatly slowed the spread of the poison while allowing his mind and breath to remain in harmony while sleeping, he still was unable to eliminate the snake venom.

But then, Dashachun struck another pose.

Hold the Qi and leap up with the occipital bone, heels and palms touching the ground, and the rest of the body suspended in the air. Hold the Qi and leap up once, do this three times in a row, and then return to a state of emptiness and tranquility.

Yunlong sleeps three times.

The middle-aged Taoist's expression changed instantly, because he saw drops of black poisonous blood began to flow out of the other party's bite wound, as if it was being forced out of the body by some force.

What an excellent sleeping skill!

This person has not even cultivated any magical powers, but relied on this miraculous sleeping skill to break the poison of the White Snake General's magic!
Although the little boy had only just begun to understand the basics, it was clear that the big fool hadn't been learning for long either.

Comparing the two, the White Snake General Technique of Feixian Cave is undoubtedly inferior.

"hateful!"

The Taoist boy's face was burning. He didn't expect that the magic he was so proud of would be broken by a fool. In his competitive spirit, he drove the white snake forward again, ready to bite it again.

The middle-aged Taoist chose to acquiesce. He also wanted to see how much more mysterious the other party's superb sleeping skills were.

"hiss!"

The little white snake crawled to Dashachun's neck and was about to bite him again, but a hand suddenly stretched out and the slender jade-like fingers accurately pinched the white snake's jaw.

With force from his fingertips, the white snake opened its mouth instantly.

Zhang Jiuyang stretched out his hand to pull out the two fangs and threw them away. The fangs fell to the ground and turned into ashes and disappeared under the sunlight.

And the white snake turned into a broken silver bracelet.

The little Taoist boy groaned, his face turned pale, and there was even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Little guy, Taoism is used to exorcise demons, not to harm people. Didn't your master teach you that?"

Zhang Jiuyang stood tall, looking at the little boy leisurely with a calm gaze, but it made the other party tremble all over and subconsciously hide behind his master.

He immediately saw the weak point of Baishe's general's technique and broke it easily. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that the young and handsome man in white in front of him was a master.

The middle-aged Taoist stood in front of his disciple and said with a smile: "The child is naughty, why do you have to be angry with him?"

"I am Xuanqing, the second disciple of One-Eyebrow Immortal of Feixian Cave. May I know your name?"

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Although Zhang Jiuyang had just casually pulled out a fang, the vicious look in his eyes, the swiftness of his attack, and the calmness of his expression all made his eyes light up.

It was just a small test, but it turned out to be extraordinary.

In addition, even with his cultivation level of the fifth realm, he was still unable to fully see through this person's background, which made Taoist Xuanqing very interested.

"A true disciple of Feixian Cave? A famous sect."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly and said, "I am just an unknown person, not worth mentioning. I just saw injustice and felt indignant. I would like to ask..."

The smile on his face faded, and his voice was a little cold.

"Using snake magic to hurt people for no reason, is this how you teach your disciples in Feixian Cave?"

Taoist Xuanqing frowned slightly and said, "Daoyou, this bad disciple was indeed a little naughty this time, but how I teach my disciples in Feixian Cave is not for outsiders to interfere."

"Although Wu Chun is not my successor, he has learned my sleeping skills, so he is considered a half-registered disciple. Why, you injured my disciple and you don't allow me to intervene?"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, "This is the first time I've discovered that someone is more domineering than me."

Just as Senior Brother Miao said, each of the disciples from these famous sects are conceited and arrogant.

Xuanqing's heart sank. He didn't expect that the man's sleeping skills were taught by him.

Moreover, no one knew where this person came from. Feixian Cave and his reputation as Xuanqing were not enough to intimidate him.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you think this matter should be resolved?"

"If a child is not taught well, it is the fault of the father; if the teaching is not strict, it is the laziness of the teacher."

"Master Xuanqing, please lend a hand."

Zhang Jiuyang slowly stretched out his right hand, with thunder energy surging in his palm, but on the outside he looked ordinary, without any abnormality.

Thunder in the Palm!
"Use thunder magic in front of me?"

There was a relaxed smile on Xuanqing's face. Hasn't this person heard that the thunder magic of Feixian Cave is the best in the world?

However, this grenade technique also opened his eyes and aroused his competitive spirit.

The opponent has obviously cultivated the thunder method to a very high level. Wind and thunder are hidden in the palm of his hand, about to be released but not yet revealed. His control over the thunder method has reached the level of perfection.

Xuan Qing also stretched out his hand and touched the palm containing amazing thunder energy with the Cloud Hand gesture.

Boom!

In an instant, a deafening thunder seemed to sound in the air, and all the passers-by on the street stopped and looked up at the sky.

But I found that there was not even a trace of dark clouds.

The little Taoist boy hiding behind Xuanqing had his hair standing on end and goose bumps all over his body. He widened his eyes. It was clear that neither his master nor the man in white had thunder in their palms, but he seemed to be struck by lightning, and his hair stood up.

He couldn't even understand this level of fighting.

But he knew that the man could compete with his master in thunder magic and not be at a disadvantage. His cultivation was so high that it was astonishing.

So young...how did he practice?
Zhang Jiuyang once again felt a familiar force of Yin Thunder surging into his body. Sure enough, the other party was also practicing Yin Thunder!
He remained calm on the surface, but was smiling in his heart.

He doesn't worry about having too many debts, and he doesn't feel itchy when he has too many lice. Compared with the power of Yin Lei in his body, this level is nothing.

Moreover, he is about to cultivate his profound skills again and temper his Yin Thunder. The more Yin Thunder there is in his body now, the more benefits he will gain.

On the other hand, although Taoist Xuanqing has a profound cultivation base, even better than Zhang Jiuyang, he is obviously much worse in physical cultivation.

Thunder energy continued to flow into Zhang Jiuyang's palm, making his expression more solemn.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly rang out.

"My benefactor, please save Xiaoyu. She has severe pain in her abdomen and she seems to be unable to hold on any longer..."

Boom!

With a roar of thunder, the two men separated from each other. Zhang Jiuyang took two steps back, and Xuan Qing also took two steps back.

After a brief competition, they were evenly matched.

(End of this chapter)