The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 392: The New Ability of the Visualization Map, Lü Zu’s Appearance
"Brother-in-law, your true cultivation level must be the sixth realm, right?"

"Brother-in-law, you are so young, how did you practice? It's really amazing!"

"Brother-in-law, I just fell into an illusion and didn't see how you attacked. What kind of palm technique was that? Can I learn it?"

"Brother-in-law, how about I kowtow to you and you accept me as your disciple?"

……

Along the way, Yue Lin, who was carrying the tiger demon's corpse, never stopped talking. Today was really an eye-opener for him, and he called the word "brother-in-law" more and more easily.

He was in a desperate situation at the time and could feel the powerlessness and despair. The opponent's strength was totally beyond his ability to contend with. In the illusion, he was like an ant.

However, the enemy that was difficult for him to defeat was easily solved by his brother-in-law, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

This was a huge shock to him.

Zhang Jiuyang was helpless after hearing this series of questions. He shook his head and smiled, "First of all, I'm not your brother-in-law yet. Your sister and I have only made an engagement, but we haven't officially gotten married yet. You don't have to call me so often."

"Secondly, I don't accept disciples."

Yue Lin was immediately very disappointed and said, "Brother-in-law, are you still angry with me because of what happened before? I apologize to you——"

Zhang Jiuyang patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "General Qin took good care of you on the battlefield. You are willing to speak up for him. It is a man's loyalty and brotherhood. I can only appreciate it. Why should I be angry?"

"Moreover, in the illusion, you would rather die than surrender, and you didn't give up resisting until the very last moment. You are worthy of being a man of the Yue family!"

Yue Lin's expression brightened. Looking at Zhang Jiuyang, who was a head taller than him, with a warm smile and a calm expression, he was touched.

If the thunderous momentum just now made him admire his brother-in-law's ability, then now he also admired the other party's broad-mindedness and magnanimity.

His character, martial arts and talent are both top-notch!
No wonder his sister fell in love with him. This was the first time he had met such an outstanding man.

"Brother-in-law, no matter what others say or what my parents think, I, Yue Lin, have chosen you. Although Brother Qin treats me very well, I know the importance of your happiness compared to my sister's."

"If there is a man in this world who is worthy of my sister, it must be you!"

With a determined look, he changed sides without hesitation.

In fact, he had felt before that although Brother Qin was outstanding, he was still far behind his sister. However, compared with Zhang Jiuyang who appeared out of nowhere, he definitely preferred Brother Qin.

But now after the contact, he was completely impressed by Zhang Jiuyang's style and made a decision immediately.

It is obvious that he is a decisive and courageous person.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled but did not speak immediately. After a moment, he asked, "Why did Marshal Yue suddenly invite me to this family dinner and deliberately not let your sister attend?"

He began to pry into the matter.

Yue Lin shook his head and said, "I don't know either. The old man suddenly called a family dinner and specifically asked me to invite you."

"But my mother said through a leak that someone from the palace came some time ago. Since then, the old man has been frowning and often locks himself in the ancestral hall."

Zhang Jiuyang raised his eyebrows and grasped the key words.

Someone is coming from the palace!

Old Madam Shen once said that Marshal Yue was eager to marry off his daughter and had no objection to the marriage. Now there has been a sudden change, which may be related to the person who came from the palace.

"Don't worry, brother-in-law. Just based on the tiger demon you gave me, I guarantee that the old man will be very happy. He loves hunting tigers the most!"

Yue Lin carried the corpse of a tiger demon that was almost bigger than him on his back, taking one step at a time, laughing as he walked.

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have thought of something and asked, "I wonder what the Madam and your mother like? This is my first visit, so I should prepare a small gift."

Yue Lin thought about it seriously and said, "The eldest lady has a very good relationship with my mother. They are both from Yangzhou, but they have stayed in the bitter cold land of Jizhou for many years. What they miss most is the taste of their hometown."

"Yes, the Baoying pears in Yangzhou are very famous. I have heard them mention it many times when chatting. It's a pity that the pears can only be bought in Yangzhou and are not suitable for long-term storage. The old man doesn't like extravagance, so the first lady and my mother rarely get to eat them..."

Shaking his head, Yue Lin said, "But no matter how powerful your escape technique is, it's too late to buy it now. Let me think of something else. How about buying some rouge, powder, or pearls and hairpins?"

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly.

Yue Ling respected her mother very much. Madam Shen's daughter was indeed an extraordinary woman. After she became the mistress of the Duke's Mansion, she set an example by living frugally and gave all the money she saved to the families of heroes on the battlefield.

It is said that there was an old mother in Jizhou whose six sons all joined the army but died in the battlefield. Her old age was miserable and no one took care of her.

After hearing about this, Mrs. Shen took the initiative to bring the old mother to the Duke's Mansion and took care of her as a child. In the end, she even wore mourning clothes and kept vigil over her coffin.

For such a highly respected Duke's wife, Zhang Jiuyang did not want to just prepare a gift casually.

However, Yangzhou and Jizhou are thousands of miles apart, with long mountains and rivers. Even with his current magical powers, a round trip would take at least a day.

It seems that I have to make do with it for now.

Zhang Jiuyang sighed in his heart and started to think about what would be a better gift.

At this moment, his pupils flickered and a strange color flashed across them. The visualization picture in his mind moved strangely, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

Could it be that the incense has accumulated enough and Lu Zu is about to pass down the inheritance?
Thinking of this, he sat down cross-legged, saying that he had an epiphany. He asked Yue Lin to help him protect the Dharma, and then sank his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness.

But to his disappointment, Lu Zu's visualization diagram was not passed down, and the unusual movement was due to another matter.

Wanshou Mountain Chunyang Palace is officially completed!

This palace was built on Wanshou Mountain in Yangzhou. The entire mountain was bought by Old Madam Shen, who spent a large amount of money to build the Chunyang Palace, which was finally completed after several months.

Because of the spread of the book "Lü Chunyang's Flying Sword Records" and the Shen family's secret promotion, the story of Lü Dongbin has now spread in Yangzhou.

This is the richest place in Kyushu, with the largest population, and the incense it brings is extremely considerable.

But in the hearts of the people, stories are always just stories. If they want to be transformed into faith, they need time to accumulate and settle.

However, with the completion of Chunyang Palace, this process will inevitably be rapidly advanced.

Only when people personally step into the solemn and dignified Chunyang Palace and see the statue of the unrestrained swordsman, will they realize that it is not just a story.

The establishment of palaces, temples and temples is like the characters in the story walking into reality, and their role is irreplaceable.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang felt the power of the incense increase instantly, and it was much more pious than before, causing the entire visualization diagram to vibrate and emit brilliant light.

Looking at the visualization picture of Lu Zu, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly had an idea. Subconsciously, his soul flew into the picture and seemed to merge into one with Lu Zu in the painting.

In an instant, Lu Zu's eyes moved, and seemed to become brighter and more energetic.

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Wanshou Mountain, Chunyang Palace.

As soon as the vermilion gate was opened, the people waiting outside rushed in one after another. Some of them were curious, some came to pay homage sincerely, or some just came to join in the fun.

"I heard that this Lü Dongbin is a very powerful swordsman. We, the swordsmen, come to pay our respects to him!" "It is said that the Lingguan Lord in the Lingguan Temple is a good friend of this Lü Swordsman. In order to celebrate the completion of the Wanshou Palace, everyone in the Lingguan Temple came to help."

"Speaking of Lingguan Temple, it seems that Taoist Zhang hasn't come out for a long time, and now we can't find anyone to see things..."

"Yes, I miss Taoist Master Zhang very much, too. With him around, there is nothing that cannot be solved!"

"I don't know if this Chunyang Palace is effective. My health has been getting worse recently, so I thought of praying in various places. Maybe it will work?"

A middle-aged man sighed. He was thin, his face was sallow and haggard. He was obviously not old, but he had to gasp for air after walking a few steps.

"You have tuberculosis, and you're tired. You should go see a doctor. Why are you worshipping any gods?"

His companion kindly reminded him.

The middle-aged man didn't say anything, but just shook his head silently.

When people reach middle age, they really can't afford to get sick. Seeking medical treatment and taking medicine will cost at least several taels of silver. He has elderly parents and young children to take care of, so how can he afford it?
In fact, he also knew that praying to gods and Buddhas was probably useless, but it might just be some comfort.

In the Chunyang Palace, people came in one after another.

Just then, a shout suddenly rang out.

"Eat dumplings, eat dumplings!"

"One copper coin buys three large dumplings, and three copper coins buys one small dumpling!"

In the solemn Taoist temple, a somewhat abrupt hawking voice suddenly rang out, which was very eye-catching.

When everyone looked, they found that on one side of the palace, an old man selling dumplings had appeared.

The old man was dressed in rags and shabby clothes and looked very poor, but he had a very friendly smile.

The dumplings on the stall were fragrant and extremely tempting, whetting the appetite of many people.

Moreover, it seemed that the old man had some problems with his brain. His selling words were very strange. Three big dumplings were only one copper coin, while one small dumpling cost three copper coins!

"Old man, did you say the order wrong?"

Someone kindly reminded me.

The old man shook his head and smiled, "The order is not reversed, it is just like that, three large dumplings for one copper coin, three small dumplings for one, the quantity is limited, there is no more."

Everyone burst into laughter and became interested, thinking that the old man must have something wrong with his brain.

"Old man, you are doing business here, aren't you afraid that the sword immortal will be angry?"

The old man shook his head and smiled, "I believe Lu Zu won't care."

Seeing that he was determined to do so, people stopped being polite and many of them rushed forward to buy large dumplings.

Three for one copper coin, the price is cheaper than that at the foot of the mountain. It must be that the old man was stupid and said the wrong order, otherwise how could he have gotten such a bargain?

The big dumplings were sold out quickly, in stark contrast to the small dumplings that no one was interested in.

There were very few small dumplings, only two, and even so, they were not sold.

Time passed little by little, and just as the old man shook his head and prepared to close his stall, a middle-aged man walked up.

He was the middle-aged man suffering from tuberculosis. He had just finished paying homage to Lu Zu and came out. When he saw the old man sitting there stupidly, he felt a little sorry for him.

Anyway, this is Lu Zu Temple.

He thought about it, carefully took out three copper coins from his pocket, and bought a small dumpling.

"Old man, I have a wife and daughter to take care of, so I can only buy one. You should go down the mountain, and don't get the order wrong next time."

He gave some instructions and then ate the small dumpling.

Then, his expression suddenly changed. He covered his throat with both hands, his face turned red, and he knelt on the ground, retching continuously, as if he was poisoned.

This scared the people around, and many people who ate the big dumplings also looked pale, but fortunately there seemed to be nothing wrong with their bodies.

Are only small dumplings poisonous?

"Quick, catch him!"

Someone rushed towards the old man, but missed.

Both the people and the stall were gone.

"Over there, he knows magic!"

Someone shouted loudly, and everyone looked and saw the old man appear in another corner. They were all horrified.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man finally vomited out a yellow-brown toad, which jumped a few times on the ground and disappeared.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt that his breathing was particularly smooth, his whole body felt extremely comfortable, and he was full of energy.

The tuberculosis that had plagued him for more than ten years was cured just like that!

At this moment, the old man smiled and recited a poem.

"I left the mountain and vowed to save three thousand people, but I searched all over Jambudvīpa and found no connection.

I came here with real intention, but I am obsessed with money and can't be an immortal."

After saying that, the old man ate the last glutinous rice dumpling, and then a magical scene appeared. His tattered clothes turned into a Taoist robe, his white hair turned into black hair, and his old face became handsome and elegant, with outstanding demeanor.

Especially the long sword behind him, although it has not been unsheathed, it makes people feel a kind of awe-inspiring sword intent, making it difficult to look directly at it.

It seems that all evil and sinister thoughts cannot escape the sharpness of the sword.

The Taoist carrying a sword floated up and walked towards the temple. Everyone followed him hastily. Some people even recognized that this Taoist looked very similar to the sword immortal enshrined in the temple.

But even though they tried their best to catch up, when they entered the hall, the Taoist priest was nowhere to be seen.

There was only that statue standing quietly in the hall, lifelike, gazing at all living beings with its clear eyes.

"It's Lu Zu, Lu Zu has appeared!"

"The Pure Yang Sword Immortal has appeared!"

Everyone was extremely excited and kowtowed one after another.

But no one noticed that a Baoying pear had disappeared from the offerings in front of the shrine.

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(End of this chapter)