The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 387: Tianzun's Identity, the Last Lesson

When Zhang Jiuyang heard this speculation, he subconsciously held his breath, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Zhuge Qixing... is still alive?

How can this be?

There are also files recording the death of Zhuge Qixing in the Imperial Observatory, which can only be read by the supervisors and emperors of all dynasties.

The remains of Zhuge Qixing and the military god Yue Jingzhong are buried in Taizu's Xuanling Mausoleum.

The three heroes of Qianyuan, who were famous all over the world at that time, were not only the emperor and his subjects, but also close friends. Their descendants followed their wishes and buried them in the same place after their death.

The people in the Imperial Observatory had great admiration for Zhuge Qixing. Generation after generation they followed the rules he left behind, risking their lives to eliminate demons for the people.

In this dark and decadent world, the Imperial Observatory was able to remain uncorrupted and never forget its original aspirations. The example of Zhuge Qixing served as a great inspiration.

If Zhuge Qixing's death was fake, it would definitely be an earthquake for the people in the Imperial Observatory.

"Why do you say that, sir? Did you find some flaws in the ancient books?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked quickly.

Mr. Meng shook his head and said, "Zhuge Qixing is known to be extremely intelligent and his wisdom is unfathomable. If he wanted to fake his death, how could he leave such obvious flaws? The reason I say this is just pure speculation."

"I have read many books, including Zhuge Qixing's biographies and his own works. If I were to summarize his code of conduct in one sentence, there are two words that would be most appropriate."

"Which two words?"

"cautious."

Mr. Meng said in a serious tone: "Zhuge was always cautious throughout his life. Whether he was deploying troops or governing the country, he always took every step carefully. He would not do anything unless he was 100% sure."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded when he heard this. During the time when he was learning the Thirteen Forms of Escape with Zhuge Yunhu, he had also talked about similar things with Senior Zhuge out of curiosity.

After all, the surname Zhuge is a legend not only in this world, but also in the earth in the previous life.

The man who single-handedly raised the Zhuge family to a certain height is also the object of Zhang Jiuyang's worship and admiration.

Zhuge Yunhu also commented on his ancestor in this way, saying that his ancestor was extremely cautious throughout his life and had made every possible plan, so all his plans were successful and he had never failed.

There was only one incident where he was impulsive, but that impulse made Zhuge Qixing more respected. Although there were flaws in the incident, he was close to being a saint.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved. He should know where Mr. Meng came from.

"Holding the Jiuzhou Ding and breaking into the underworld alone, this is the most impulsive thing Zhuge Qixing has ever done in his life, and it is also the most unlike-him thing."

Mr. Meng said in a deep voice: "Every time I read this, I always have doubts. Would someone like Zhuge really be so desperate?"

"At that time, Taizu had just passed away, and Yue Junshen had been left with an incurable wound from years of war. The Yuding Palace, the most supportive of Daqian in the Taoist sect, was destroyed overnight. In addition, natural disasters were frequent in the country, and the turbulent situation made the Liao Dynasty and the Western Regions countries ready to make a move."

"In such a crisis, Zhuge Qixing, as the imperial teacher and minister appointed by Taizu, ignored all objections and resolutely entered the underworld with the precious Jiuzhou Ding, which was used to suppress the destiny of Daqian."

"That's so unlike him."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and said, "I have discussed this matter with Senior Zhuge Yunhu. He was also puzzled by it, but he also said that when Taizu passed away, he held Zhuge Qixing's hand in front of his sickbed and told him to protect the people of Daqian no matter what."

"Not long after, the Yin soldiers passed through the city, causing the tragic deaths of the people in the city. In his righteous indignation, Master Zhuge recalled the last words of the late emperor, and finally acted on impulse."

"Although I was a little impulsive that time, judging from the result, I defeated the underworld soldiers who dared to slaughter civilians wantonly for hundreds of years. It can be regarded as a certain achievement, not a complete failure."

Mr. Meng shook his head and said, "Emotionally it makes sense, but I still feel that this is not like him."

"And judging from historical records, Zhuge Qixing was severely injured after the battle in the underworld, and even his life span was greatly reduced. Otherwise, with his aptitude and cultivation, how could he die so early?"

"Crazy Miao, who was defeated by him seven times, has now become a powerful Yang God of the eighth realm. If Zhuge Qixing were still alive, how powerful would he be now?"

"Is it a momentary pleasure or a long-term benefit? With Zhuge's wisdom, it is impossible for him not to figure out this account."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned. Mr. Meng's speculation made sense.

"Zhang Jiuyang, the reason why I have been talking to you about Zhuge Qixing for so long is not just for idle chat, but because I have been asking myself a question based on the experience of the Two-Faced Buddha."

Zhang Jiuyang's pupils narrowed. He had already guessed the question. This guess was so shocking that it made his heart beat slightly faster.

"The question is, if Zhuge Qixing is still alive, who would he be now?"

"I thought about it for a long time, but the only person I could think of in the end was the one in Huangquan... Tianzun."

Boom!

Although he had guessed it long ago, Zhang Jiuyang couldn't help but be shocked when the other party actually said this.

Could Zhuge, the Imperial Master who loved his people like his own children and devoted his life to the Great Qian Dynasty, be the Heavenly Lord?

If this speculation comes true, it would be really terrifying. It would make people feel terrified when they think about it carefully, and a chill would run up their spine.

The biggest enemy of the Imperial Observatory, the Heavenly Lord of the Underworld, turned out to be the first director of the Imperial Observatory, Zhuge Guoshi, whom they regarded as their role model and spiritual pillar?
The Zhuge Qixing who personally wrote on the stone tablet, "Regardless of life and death, to eliminate demons for the people", the Zhuge Qixing who dared to break into the underworld to avenge the people of the city, the Zhuge Qixing who managed to handle government affairs until his death, holding the little emperor's hand and urging him to treat the people well...

Is it the Heavenly Lord?
Zhang Jiuyang felt that this speculation was too absurd.

"You must think this speculation is outrageous, even a blasphemy to the national teacher. If your wife Yue were here, she would probably shoot me to death."

Mr. Meng showed a bitter smile on his face.

"But you are Zhang Jiuyang, the Zhang Jiuyang who can openly say that he wants to kill the emperor and behead the Buddha. Others dare not doubt it, but you dare. This is why I will tell you."

"Every time the Two-Faced Buddha sees the Heavenly Lord, the Buddha's spirit in his body becomes silent, as if he is afraid of being discovered. Even the incarnation of the Buddha is so awed by him. Apart from Zhuge Qixing, I really can't think of anyone else who can do this."

"And do you still remember Blind Lin? The one who died at the hands of you and Yue Ling?"

Zhang Jiuyang was startled, then nodded and said, "Of course I remember. He was once my cheap master."

"Blind Lin was the headmaster of the Yinshan Sect six hundred years ago, and the Yinshan Sect was destroyed by Zhuge Qixing. Do you remember what I said before, that Zhuge was always cautious throughout his life and never missed a plan?"

A flash of light flashed through Zhang Jiuyang’s mind.

Yes, Master Zhuge had planned everything throughout his life. Since he wanted to destroy the Yinshan Sect, how could he let go of this big fish, the Sect's leader, and allow such a big mistake to occur?

In the past, he attributed it to the power of Tianzun, who was able to save people from Zhuge Qixing, but now he has another guess.

Tianzun is Zhuge Qixing, and he deliberately let Blind Lin go in order to establish Huangquan! Deep down, Zhang Jiuyang was unwilling to believe that Tianzun was Zhuge Qixing, but now he had to admit that this was the most likely guess at present.

Because based on his experience, there are two other things that seem to support this speculation.

One is the experience of Zhuge Yunhu. In his early years, he investigated the tragedy of the Duke's Mansion and faced the unfathomable Tianzun, but he did not die and was only seriously injured.

There was also a giant turtle that couldn't stand his jokes and seduced him, so he revealed a key piece of information, saying that Tianzun was a dead man.

He was puzzled before, but now he suddenly understood.

If Tianzun is Zhuge Qixing, then everything can be explained.

Zhuge Qixing would naturally not kill his descendants, so Zhuge Yunhu was able to survive. However, Zhuge Qixing died of illness in history and was buried in Xuanling, so he can be said to be dead.

Zhang Jiuyang was a little absent-minded and didn't speak for a long time.

If only one clue points to that speculation, it may be a coincidence, but when all clues point to that speculation, it is very likely to be true.

But if Tianzun is really Zhuge Qixing, then why would he do this?

What is the purpose of establishing Huangquan?
"Zhang Jiuyang, I hope my speculation can be of some help to you."

"Remember, don't tell anyone about this speculation, not even Yue Ling. This is not only to protect yourself, but also to protect them."

Mr. Meng understood his current mood very well and kindly reminded him.

"I see. Thank you sir for telling me."

"One more thing..."

Before Zhang Jiuyang finished speaking, Mr. Meng shook his head and said, "I don't know what Tianzun's plan is. If he is really Zhuge Qixing, it is even more impossible for others to know before the plan succeeds."

"As for the rest, I have already told you what I can and cannot say."

Zhang Jiuyang's actions tonight moved him, and he told him everything he had wanted to keep buried in his heart forever.

"Where is the Huashou Gate? Sir, do you know where this gate is hidden?"

The key to the success of Krishna's plan is to open the Huashou Gate, through which the true body of Mahakala Buddha can descend to the world.

Without destroying this door, the Black Sky Project still has a chance of success.

"I only know that Huashou Gate is a prophecy of the Buddha when he passed away, saying that in the future the Buddha will knock on this gate, pass on his mantle, and make Buddhism flourish."

This Buddha does not refer to Mahakala Buddha, but the real Buddha in Buddhism, the one who attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree.

The so-called Mahakala Buddha is just the manifestation of his angry heart.

"As for where Huashou Gate is, I think maybe the Two-Faced Buddha might know."

Zhang Jiuyang was surprised when he heard this: "Mr. Meng, aren't you the incarnation of the compassion of the two-faced Buddha? How come you don't even know about the twin souls?"

"Since he used a secret method to cut me out of my transformed form, the Two-Faced Buddha has been wary of me. All I know are his previous memories. I know very little about his plans with the Lord Buddha Mahakala."

"About Huashoumen, about the details of the Krishna Plan, and about the Lord Mahakala, the Two-Faced Buddha knows more. It just depends on your ability whether you can get them out of him."

"I can't help you with this either."

Mr. Meng sighed softly. As a part of the Two-Faced Buddha, he actually knew that person best. It would be extremely difficult for Zhang Jiuyang to get these secrets out.

"Mr. Meng, you've helped me a lot. I will find a way to deal with this matter myself. The man has been caught. I think I can always pry him open his mouth."

Zhang Jiuyang is very optimistic about this.

If it really doesn't work, then you can imprison the Two-Faced Buddha first, and wait for him to break through the fifth or sixth realm, and then use his ghost-eating ability, which is also a good idea.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I want to ask you a favor."

"Please say."

After a long talk, Mr. Meng felt much more relaxed. He stood up and walked into the bedroom, and took out a treasured mahogany box with a copper lock on it.

When the lock was opened, there were many copper coins and some small change inside.

It seems to have been stored for a long time and has a stale smell.

"Please give this money to those children tomorrow."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned, then smiled and said, "Mr. Meng is a little too stingy. How about this, I will raise those children and ensure that they can all live a prosperous life."

"From now on, Mr. Meng's students will be my students. We will open hundreds or even thousands of private schools like this. One day, all children will be homeless and will be able to go to school."

He does have the confidence now, with the financial resources of the Shen family, the military force of the Yue family, the power of the Imperial Observatory, the influence of the Painted Skin Master, and his own strength.

Unknowingly, he had already possessed considerable power and the right to speak in Daqian.

He is no longer the young monk who had just started out and had to set up a fortune-telling stall to make money to support his family.

Mr. Meng was slightly startled, and then his eyes softened as he looked at Zhang Jiuyang, revealing a hint of a smile.

"No need, this money is different."

"They saved this money little by little by digging for earthworms and picking up garbage. Now they have 42 taels, 3 coins and 6 coins."

He touched the money as if he were counting its treasures, with a hint of pride on his face.

This amount of money may not seem like much, but for those disabled children, it is an astronomical figure.

"I taught them before that they should not believe in so-called love, and should not rely on the mercy and kindness of others to live, but should rely on themselves. But I know that they don't believe in themselves, so they rely on me especially."

"This money will let them know that even if they are disabled, they can still earn the capital to survive through their own efforts!"

“This is my final lesson for them.”

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(End of this chapter)