The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 362: Kill the general and seize the flag, meet under the moon

Under the moonlight, Xuanqing invited Marshal Suijun, who was enshrined in Feixian Cave, to gather the troops. All seventy-two marquises and thirty-six generals were dispatched with great momentum and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Even Qin Liancheng was moved by such power.

The Jizhou Army under his command was already the most powerful army in Daqian. They were well-trained and had a solemn appearance. However, compared with this group of legendary heavenly soldiers and generals, they were far inferior.

Especially the thirty-six generals, each one is as good as him.

When Taoist Xuanqing displayed this magical power, Qin Liancheng felt that Zhang Jiuyang would definitely lose, but he did not expect that Zhang Jiuyang seemed to also know the art of summoning gods.

Although the other side only invited four generals, who seemed unfamiliar and unknown, their momentum was quite extraordinary, and they were not at all inferior to thousands of troops.

Especially the general with phoenix eyes, drooping eyebrows, and a face as red as a date. Just a glance from him was enough to make him feel terrified.

"cut!"

Marshal Guan pulled the reins, and the Red Hare neighed, and its four hooves rushed towards those "heavenly soldiers and generals" as if stepping on wind and thunder.

hum! !

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade dragged on the ground, creating dazzling sparks, and the blade tore a huge scar on the vast earth.

Roar!
The blue dragon roars at the moon and the sword shines like a rainbow.

Qin Liancheng's pupils condensed, as if he saw a green dragon flying towards him. The domineering sword light pierced straight into the army, killing through the iron-like battle formation!
Thirty-six moves of the Spring and Autumn sword techniques, each one is domineering and unmatched, seventy-two marquises, thirty-six generals, none of his men are even able to match them!
One after another, big heads flew up, rolled to the ground like beads, and were crushed into pieces by the hooves of Red Hare.

"How could there be such a fierce general in the world?"

Qin Liancheng could not take his gaze away from the divine general on horseback. His eyes were filled with amazement, as if he had seen a god.

With this aura and swordsmanship, even the divine generals enshrined in the Ancient Generals’ Temple are no more than this.

Not only Marshal Guan, but the other three marshals also displayed their divine powers.

Marshal Zhao wielded the twenty-four-section iron whip, and the enemy generals would be shattered if they touched it, or killed if they were touched. The black tiger under his crotch roared like thunder, often making the enemy generals dizzy.

Marshal Ma's fighting style is extremely fierce. He has three heads and six arms, each holding a magic weapon. There are fire crows flying around him. He charges into the enemy army like a tiger, attacking fiercely without any defense.

Blood for blood, injury for injury, with three heads and six arms, countless enemies will be torn apart by him.

Marshal Wen is an expert in martial arts. He is not only one of the four great marshals of Taoism, but also one of the thirty-six heavenly generals under the command of the Great Emperor Zhenwu, and the first of the ten great protectors of Mount Dongyue.

He was holding a mace, and was extremely ferocious. With one strike, even if you had bones of steel and iron, your bones would be broken and your soul would be scattered.

Although there were only four of them, each of them was so brave that he could defeat ten thousand men and could frighten thousands of soldiers away.

Not long after, the seventy-two marquises and thirty-six generals summoned by Xuanqing were all killed, with broken limbs and arms everywhere, gradually turning into rice grains again.

On the other hand, the four marshals only suffered minor injuries and were not in serious condition.

"drive!"

The sound of horse hooves is crisp.

The Red Hare horse under Guan Yuanshuai leaped high into the air, with unparalleled bravery. It had already arrived in front of Xuanqing's altar and chopped down with one sword, like a blue dragon in the sky.

"Master!"

"careful!"

Qin Liancheng and the little Taoist boy exclaimed at the same time. The knife seemed to be aimed at Taoist Xuanqing. Did the other party intend to kill him?
Xuan Qing's pupils shrank, but he did not dodge. The Lord of the Year possessed him, and he became a fierce commander. Although he was hit by swords and axes, he remained unmoved. Even if he was defeated, he would die with dignity and courage.

But the knife did not fall on him.

With a snap, the flag in his hand broke and fell into the mud.

Kill the general and capture the flag!

Marshal Guan drew his sword and mounted his horse, raised the front hooves of Red Hare high, and finally stepped on the flag, completely breaking Xuanqing's technique of summoning the gods.

Xuan Qing's whole body trembled, the general's aura on his body disappeared, the cinnabar mask also disappeared without a trace, and he returned to his original appearance.

At this time, Zhang Jiuyang clapped the token in his hand and stopped the spell.

The token seemed to be a tiger talisman that could mobilize the three armies. At his signal, the four marshals Ma, Zhao, Wen and Guan put away their weapons, saluted him with their fists, and then turned into starlight and disappeared.

The four paintings on the wall turned into blank white paper, empty.

It was as if the general in the painting had been freed from his restraints and escaped from the wall.

This miraculous method made Xuanqing and the other two unable to calm down for a long time.

"Master Xuanqing, I'm grateful for your help."

Zhang Jiuyang clasped his fists in salute, patted the gourd on his waist, and closed the altar.

Ali's eyes were shining and full of admiration. Brother Jiu was so awesome!

After this battle, Zhang Jiuyang had a better idea in his mind. Without relying on magic weapons, but only relying on his own magic and Taoism, he was able to defeat the strong men in the five realms.

If I use my full strength, I wonder if I can fight against the Six Realms?
He is not sure about this. After all, the sixth realm is a watershed. When the holy fetus is born, the supernatural powers are perfected, and the soul begins to communicate with heaven and earth, the combat power will increase by leaps and bounds.

Maybe I need to discuss it with Yue Ling to find out.

"Master..."

The little Taoist boy tugged at his master's sleeve, his eyes filled with sorrow and his voice choked with sobs.

Master actually lost?

How is this possible? Master is a fifth-level divine master...

Xuan Qing sighed, and his expression seemed to have aged a lot. He shook his head and said, "Daoyou has great magical powers. I am convinced of my defeat. But I really can't bear to see such a genius continue to be obsessed. There are some methods that I don't want to use, but now I have to use them."

Zhang Jiuyang raised his eyebrows, showing surprise. Xuan Qing still has a trump card?

"Strictly speaking, this is not my magic. I do know many spells, but they are not more powerful than the summoning of the gods just now."

Xuan Qing carefully took out a light golden talisman from his arms. There was a mysterious aura on it that made Zhang Jiuyang's heart tremble.

"This talisman is called the Flying Immortal Talisman, which was given to me by the cave master. With this talisman, I can summon a powerful immortal to help me. This is purely the power of the talisman, not my magic, so it is inevitable that the victory is not fair."

Xuan Qing told the effect of the Feixian Talisman very frankly. To be honest, he did not want to win by this means, but after sparring with Zhang Jiuyang, he valued his talent even more.

It would be such a pity if such a brilliant Taoist genius were to associate with demons and fall into evil ways.

To this end, he did not hesitate to use this flying fairy talisman.

"Of course, that real person may not want to help. If he refuses, then it is God's will, and I can do nothing about it."

After saying this, Xuan Qing no longer hesitated and resolutely activated the talisman.

In an instant, golden light opened up, forming a portal that seemed to lead to another world. Mountains, rivers, and plants could be vaguely seen.

"I am Xuanqing, the second disciple of Master Yimei. Today, I encountered a demon giving birth to a child. I wanted to kill it, but was stopped by my fellow Taoists. I couldn't defeat it. I beg Master Yimei to come and help me, kill the demon and uphold justice!"

Xuanqing was muttering something, using the Feixian Talisman to communicate with the immortal.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart trembled and his face became serious.

As a real person in the sixth realm, even now, he is not sure of winning. If the opponent really comes, he can only take Xiaoyu and Dashachun and escape first.

The Thirteen Forms of Escape is originally a spell of the Jade Ding Palace, one of the Thirty-Six Methods. He has already mastered it to perfection. Coupled with the blessing of the Jade Ding Mysterious Art, his escape speed is so fast that he is confident that even a Sixth Realm Immortal may not be able to catch up with him.

If you can't win, run away. This is the combat principle that Zhang Jiuyang has always followed.

Face and other things are not important compared to life. As long as you can survive, you can get revenge sooner or later.

Boom!

Just as he was about to make hand seals and lead his men to escape, a bolt of lightning flew out from the golden portal and took the form of a human.

Zhang Jiuyang's face changed drastically. Oh no, it's Thunder Escape!

Among various escape techniques, if ranked by speed, the thunder escape technique is definitely among the best. The body can turn into lightning and roam in the boundless world. Chasing clouds and chasing the sun is just a matter of thought.

There are many Taoists who practice thunder magic, but it is extremely rare to find one who can master thunder escape.

This kind of escape technique is too powerful and needs to be comprehended in the terrifying Thunder Lake. It has extremely high requirements on comprehension and physical body. The Taoists in Feixian Cave are famous for their thunder magic, but even Yimei Zhenren has not cultivated the thunder escape skill.

This shows how difficult it is.

Zhang Jiuyang knew himself well. Although his Thirteen Forms of Escape was fast, it focused more on infinite changes, including wood, fire, earth, metal, water, human, animal, insect, fish, fog, cloud and wind.

None of them can be faster than Lightning Escape.

It seems that we can only fight to the death!

After he could no longer escape, Zhang Jiuyang's eyes became determined and his fighting spirit burned. He just wanted to try and see if he could compete with a real person in the sixth realm.

"What a powerful lightning escape technique, I am Zhang——"

Zhang Jiuyang was about to introduce himself when his voice stopped abruptly. His pupils widened as he stared blankly at the figure transformed by the lightning.

Kirin golden armor, dragon-tiger overlord spear.

The blood-red cloak fluttered in the cold night like a ball of red flame.

She stood proudly under the moon, her back as straight as a sword, her eyes and eyebrows exuding heroic spirit, her skin as white as ice, her nose straight, and her facial features as perfect as sculptures.

With golden flames under her feet and lightning around her body, she looked even more majestic, like a god descending from heaven.

"Master Yue, thank you for your help. The White Bone Demon is having an affair with a mortal and wants to give birth to a monster. This is against the will of heaven. I—"

Before Xuan Qing could finish his words, he saw Master Yue walking straight towards the young Taoist priest, the Dragon-Tiger Overlord Spear in his hand trembling slightly as if with anger.

"Master Yue, although this Taoist friend is obsessed for a while, he has a good heart. Please show mercy--"

Xuan Qing suddenly paused, and then his pupils widened in disbelief.

I saw Master Yue walked step by step to the young Taoist, and then casually stuck the Dragon-Tiger Overlord Spear in his hand into the ground, and a long-lost smile appeared on his cold face.

Then, in full view of everyone, she opened her arms and gave Zhang Jiuyang a hug without any hesitation.

"Welcome back."

Her voice was very soft, but her pronunciation was very clear.

Zhang Jiuyang hugged the cold armor, but warmth welled up in his heart. He stretched out his hand and gently stroked the soft and smooth black hair.

"You must have been very anxious during this period."

"Sorry for making you worry."

The two embraced each other under the moon, like a pair of lovers reunited after a long separation.

Ali covered her eyes and peeked, giggling.

Xuan Qing: “???”

Qin Liancheng: “…”

Little Taoist child: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o"

(End of this chapter)