The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 411 Lu Xiandong, Jiuzhou Sword Ming
That night.

Zhang Jiuyang sat cross-legged on the futon in the room, burning incense and bathing, with a slight excitement in his eyes.

A Li and Yue Ling were both outside the door guarding him.

Tonight will be a very important time. According to the rate at which the incense is increasing, Lu Zu’s visualization diagram will be passed down tonight!
If the inheritance this time is Lu Zu's Tiandun sword technique, then his spiritual power will undergo an amazing transformation, thus completing the points of the sutra and rushing to the fifth realm in one go!

Whether it is a dragon or a worm will depend on tonight.

Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath, calmed his inner excitement, silently recited the Tao Te Ching, and secretly prayed that the inheritance tonight would be the Tiandun Sword Technique.

He didn't know how long it had been like this, but just when his mood was becoming more peaceful and stable, his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shook.

In the Purple Palace Spirit Platform, Lu Zu’s visualization picture shone brightly. The Taoist carrying a sword in the painting seemed to be about to walk out, and his eyeballs were trembling.

Clang!
Zhang Jiuyang suddenly heard a sword sound in his ears, like the cry of a golden crow, flapping its wings and flying across the sky with golden light.

The Pure Yang sword behind the Taoist priest was slightly unsheathed.

Although it was only an inch long, the rippling sword light almost dyed Zhang Jiuyang's entire sea of ​​consciousness golden.

A vast and majestic consciousness descended. Compared with Wang Lingguan's, it was less violent and solemn, but more unrestrained and agile.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved and he took the initiative to make a request.

"Disciple Zhang Jiuyang, I beg the Grandmaster Chunyang to teach me the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique to help me resolve the calamity of my cultivation and enlighten me on the Daodejing..."

According to past experience, the gods from China are all easy to talk to him, and as long as the request is not too excessive, they will generally satisfy it.

Sure enough, just after Zhang Jiuyang made his request, the sound of a sword rang in his ears again.

His bright sword heart trembled slightly, and then his eyes became dazed. When he came to his senses again, he found himself between clear water and red mountains. Surrounded by misty clouds, it looked like a fairyland.

There is a cave entrance in front, and the three words "Lvxian Cave" can be vaguely seen.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes lit up. Luxian Cave was the legendary place where Lu Zu practiced in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain. Could it be that he had returned to Earth and came to Lu Zu's Taoist temple?

When he thought of this, his heart was excited and he opened his third eye to look around.

No, his divine eye could only see the territory of Mount Zhongnan at most, and outside of that was just nothingness, as if this was not a mountain but an isolated island outside the world.

It seems that this is not the earth, but a magical illusion created by Lu Zu with his great magic power.

Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath and slowly stepped into Luxian Cave.

Looking from outside the cave, it seemed pitch black, but when walking into it, one found that the deeper one went, the brighter the light around became.

When he arrived at the living room in the cave, Zhang Jiuyang knew the source of the light.

It was a precious sword emitting a cold and bright light, hanging on the stone wall in the cave. The sword light shone through the gap in the scabbard, making Luxian Cave no longer dark.

Zhang Jiuyang looked around.

The furnishings in the cave were very simple, with a cushion, a medicine stove, and a statue of Lu Zu.

Lu Zu is lying on the bluestone with his arms bent, as if he is asleep. His body is light, his expression is peaceful, and he is full of charm. Judging from his posture, he is practicing the Sleeping Dragon Technique.

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked when he first saw the statue, thinking it was Lu Zu himself appearing to see him. He was a little disappointed when he found out it was just a statue.

He actually really wanted to have a good talk with the god in the visualization picture.

Why was I chosen, why did I travel to this world, and why would they help me so much?
Perhaps the only one who knows the answer is the god in the visualization picture.

Zhang Jiuyang knelt on the cushion and bowed respectfully to the statue of Lu Zu. Zhang Jiuyang admired Lu Zu very much for his help to him and his deeds to save the world.

"It is better to have no demons in your heart than to pray to God and Buddha."

A graceful voice sounded, clear and gentle, bright and elegant, with a hint of a friendly smile.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart stagnated, and then he suddenly raised his eyes, only to find that the sculpture of Lu Zu was motionless, and the voice just now seemed like an illusion.

But he knew that it was definitely not an illusion.

Sure enough, the voice continued to ring in his ears.

"Zhang Jiuyang, you have a clear mind for swordsmanship and can learn the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique, but there is a barrier that you have been unable to break through, so it is difficult for you to comprehend the Samadhi of Sword Technique."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned. Could this be the reason why Lu Zu summoned him? The other party had never passed down the Tiandun sword technique. Was it because he had not figured out some important mystery?
"Please enlighten me, Master Lu. Which level have I not yet understood?"

Zhang Jiuyang frowned and kept reflecting on himself. He felt that it was probably killing, violence and the like, because sometimes he did have a strong desire to kill.

However, Lu Zu gave an answer that he never expected.

"lust."

Zhang Jiuyang was startled and opened his mouth, trying to defend himself, but he couldn't say anything for a long time.

"The body of a beautiful lady in her twenties is as soft as butter, and she carries a sword at her waist to kill ordinary men.

Although there are no dead heads, secretly the bones of the emperor are withered. "

Lu Zu slowly recited the famous poem "Warning to the World" and sighed, "Zhang Jiuyang, you have a clear and spiritual appearance and a hope of becoming an immortal, but you cannot see through the word lust."

"My sword of dharma can cut off nameless greed and anger, nameless love and desire, and nameless troubles. If you want to practice this sword, you must first cut off your love and let go of your troubles."

"Zhang Jiuyang, are you willing?" He was stunned when he heard this and was speechless for a long time.

Zhang Jiuyang remained silent. A heroic figure emerged in his mind. It was Yue Ling, holding a spear, wearing a golden armor and a red robe. He was not good at speaking, but always silently stayed by his side.

And another figure dressed in white as white as snow, with an ethereal air.

She stepped on the emerald water of Yunmeng Lake with her bare snow-white lotus feet, and quietly played the jade flute under the bright moon.

The flute sounds clear, the ribbons flutter, and every strand of hair is crystal clear and shining.

There was no point in lying in front of Lu Zu, and Zhang Jiuyang had to admit that he did like the two women.

Especially the Dragon Girl, the two of them once had a night of pleasure together, although it was only the fusion of their spiritual souls, but the wonderful feeling would make his heart flutter every time he thought of it.

"If you are willing to practice the Tiandun Sword Technique, then go and pull out the Stone Wall Sword. If you are not willing, then you have no chance of learning this sword technique."

Lu Zu's voice sounded again, but it made Zhang Jiuyang even more silent.

If it were any other method, he would just give it up, but the Tiandun Sword Technique was extremely important to him now, because it determined whether he could continue to practice the sutra.

Otherwise, he would most likely be stuck at this level for the rest of his life, which was something Zhang Jiuyang was unwilling to accept.

He looked at the sword hanging on the stone wall. The sword seemed to sense his gaze. The sword light became brighter and made a clear sword sound in the sheath, as if urging him to draw it out quickly.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang remembered that although there were many romantic stories about Lu Zu, their starting point was to save people, not because of lust.

He is also one of the Five Northern Patriarchs of Quanzhen, and the Quanzhen lineage does not allow men to marry.

Clang!
The sword rang again, and its glow became brighter, illuminating the entire Luxian Cave, and exuding a mysterious sword intent, which caused Zhang Jiuyang's sword heart to tremble and a desire to arise in his heart.

That is the unrivaled skill of all sword practitioners in the world!
He walked towards the sword on the stone wall step by step, and finally he was only inches away from it. As long as he stretched out his hand, he could pull out the sword and obtain the inheritance of Emperor Chunyang.

He can also rely on this sword to complete the points and break into the fifth realm, thus truly achieving the qualitative change of the sky being high enough for birds to fly and the sea being wide enough for fish to leap.

All he had to do was raise his hand and make a gesture as if drawing a sword.

Zhang Jiuyang swallowed subconsciously and slowly reached out towards the hilt of the sword.

……

Outside the room, Yue Ling, who was protecting Zhang Jiuyang, suddenly frowned. For some reason, she seemed to have a bad premonition in her heart.

Could it be that a thief is coming to cause trouble?

She remained silent, wiping the Overlord Spear in her hand, but her eyes and ears were keeping an eye on all directions, her spirits were highly tense, and if there was any sign of trouble, she would fire her spear like a dragon.

Zhang Jiuyang said that his practice tonight was very crucial and he might be able to break through to the fifth level.

He has been working very hard to achieve what he has today, and it has not been easy to get to where he is today.

Yue Ling would never let others disrupt his practice.

Time passed little by little, but the surroundings were quiet. She had already opened her golden vertical pupils, and Ali also asked the soldiers to patrol everywhere, but nothing was found.

It seemed that everything was her illusion.

But for some reason, the ominous premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger, just like... the night her sister died.

She was in the military camp at the time and suddenly woke up from her dream in the middle of the night. She had this feeling in her heart, as if she was about to lose something extremely important.

Later she found out that her sister had died.

But tonight the Duke's Mansion was peaceful and harmonious. Her parents, relatives, and Zhang Jiuyang were all in the mansion. Why did she have such a feeling? Could it be her grandmother in Yangzhou?
Just then, she suddenly heard the sound of a sword.

The sound was like a dragon's roar, causing the swords in the Duke's Mansion's armory to clang. Soon, this strange phenomenon spread to the entire Jizhou.

The swordsman woke up from his dream and found that his beloved sword was shaking in its sheath.

The iron sword that had just been forged in the blacksmith shop also made a clanging sound, as if it were a soldier who had heard an order.

In the military camp, the soldiers wearing swords had looks of surprise in their eyes. They held down the trembling hilts of the swords at their waists, fearing that the swords would fly into the air at the next moment.

Even those cultivators who lived in seclusion in Jizhou, as long as they had flying swords and magic weapons, were all shocked. The magic weapons that were connected to their own qi seemed to become a little strange at this moment.

The swords of the entire Jizhou seemed to have awakened.

It's not even just Jizhou, this phenomenon is spreading to Kyushu at an alarming speed.

The sword of Jizhou rings!
The sword of Qingzhou rings!

The sword of Yangzhou rings!

The sword of Xuzhou rings!

The sword of Yongzhou rings!

……

Under the starry night, sword energy swept across Kyushu like a vast ocean. The swords of Kyushu were all clanging, even the Taizu sword that no one had drawn out for a long time, and the Red Emperor Sword were no exception.

That night, the swords of Jiuzhou rang, as if welcoming the arrival of a true sword immortal.

(End of this chapter)