The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 432: Ming Wang’s Letter of War, Divine Monk Prajna

"I am Tongji, the head monk of the Demon Subduing Institute of Baiyun Temple. Nice to meet you two donors."

Tongji put his palms together and bowed. Although he was a world-renowned senior, he was very polite to these two juniors.

"Imperial Astronomical Observatory, Yue Ling."

"Zhang Jiuyang."

Since the other party treated them with courtesy, Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling would naturally not neglect them. Moreover, the three of them had just fought side by side and forced Venerable Gesang to pass away on the spot.

"Yue Jianhou, I have long admired you."

Tongji's eyes were always on Yue Ling. At this moment, the flame armor dissipated, and she was wearing a cherry red slim-fitting battle robe with golden armor on the outside. She had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and looked heroic. Her tall ponytail swayed gently in the wind.

"Hey, hey, you monk, your six senses are not pure, my wife, what are you looking at?"

Zhang Jiuyang narrowed his eyes, took a step forward and stood in front of Yue Ling. The Sword of Evil-Slaying in his hand hummed softly, emitting wisps of sharp sword energy that made people tremble with fear.

A trace of sword energy is enough to cut gold and jade, and collapse mountains and split rocks.

The life is determined in the magic gourd.

To Zhang Jiuyang, Yue Ling was already his wife-to-be, and he had even entered the bridal chamber with her in advance. She was his, and naturally he would not allow other men to covet her.

Even a monk!
"Zhang Jiu——"

"Madam, let's work together to kill this lewd monk!"

Zhang Jiuyang grabbed her hand and held it tightly as if to claim his sovereignty.

Yue Ling looked at Zhang Jiuyang with bright eyes, a hint of amusement on her face, but she did not refuse.

After all, I have done more shameful things than this.

Instead, she felt a little bit of novelty in her heart. From childhood to adulthood, few people dared to make decisions for her without asking for her opinion.

If it was anyone else, even her father, she would feel unhappy, and if they had a worse relationship, they might even resort to violence.

But now, she didn't seem to be angry in her heart, but instead felt an indescribable strangeness.

Originally, she could still use pretending to be a couple as a fig leaf, but now, she seemed unable to say it.

"Ahem, Mr. Zhang has misunderstood. I don't have that kind of thought. I am just practicing the Ming Wang Dharma with you. I have admired you for a long time. It is a great honor to meet you today."

The monk Tongji had never heard of Yue Ling getting married, but when he saw the affection hidden between their brows and the way their hands were tightly clasped, he knew that what Zhang Jiuyang said was true.

Thinking of this, he quickly straightened his expression and never looked at Yue Ling again.

After all, for a monk, staring at a woman for a long time is already very impolite, and it is even more disrespectful if the woman is a married woman.

Seeing that the other party was not angry at all and was still so polite, Zhang Jiuyang sighed silently in his heart and put away the murderous intent hidden in his deepest part.

He wanted to kill, not because the other party had been staring at Yue Ling. He would not be so overbearing. After all, although Yue Ling had a tough personality, her beauty was rare in the world.

When they traveled together, not only the passers-by they met, but even many young people in the Imperial Observatory would secretly stare at them. If Zhang Jiuyang were to start a killing spree out of jealousy, countless innocent souls would have been killed by his sword.

The desire to kill was purely due to the words spoken by Venerable Gesang before his death.

"If you kill him, Baiyun Temple will turn against the Imperial Observatory. If you don't kill him... Hehe, this is a dispute over the orthodoxy, there is no room for mercy."

Zhang Jiuyang asked Yue Ling through voice transmission at that time, and she told him the secret of Ming Wang Fa.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. After the seventh level, only one person can achieve it. This means that Yue Ling’s strongest competitor now is the Tongji monk in front of him!

So although he seemed to be laughing and cursing, and drew his sword over a little jealousy, he actually had murderous intentions, and wanted to eliminate this future enemy for Yue Ling.

But he is a man of principles and bottom line after all. Tongji had just fought alongside him and was now being respectful to him. He could not find any fault with him, so he gave up his murderous intention.

Yue Ling walked forward, staring at Tongji quietly, her voice sonorous and powerful.

"One year later, on Jade Emperor Mountain in Kyoto, do you dare to come?"

This is a declaration of war.

"What month?"

"The fifteenth of July."

Tongji counted with his fingers and frowned, saying, "That seems to be the time when the Taoist sect holds the Luotian Grand Ceremony."

Although he did not participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony, which was the most important Taoist event, he had heard of it and often paid attention to it.

"Do you dare to come?"

Yue Ling didn't say much, just repeated those three words lightly.

The sun's rays flashed between Tongji's eyebrows. Although he was fifty-six years old, he was still very young among the cultivators in the Sixth Realm. He was in his prime, so how could he retreat when faced with the declaration of war from his old enemy?
"Okay, next July 15th, at Jade Emperor Mountain in Kyoto, you and I will fight. The winner will be the true Ming Wang."

A fighting spirit rose in his eyes. The years of meditation he had practiced seemed to be of no use, and the blood that had been dormant for a long time began to boil.

Those who can successfully practice the Ming Wang Dharma are extremely warlike in nature, because Ming Wang is the Buddhist god of war, the protector of the religion, who has slain countless demons and monsters and has never lost.

The loser is naturally unworthy of practicing the laws of the king.

Upon hearing this, Yue Ling put away the Overlord Spear, stood with his hands behind his back, smiled faintly, patted Zhang Jiuyang's hand, and said in a voice transmission: "Put away the sword. I know what you want to do, but you know me. I don't want this kind of victory."

Zhang Jiuyang sighed in his heart, looking at the confident, calm and heroic figure, he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

His wife, Zhang Jiuyang, is so outstanding.

Isn't her unyielding pride and upright character what attracts me so deeply about her?
At the same time, he also felt a little warm. He knew why Yue Ling chose to challenge Tongji on the day when the Luotian Grand Ceremony was about to be held.

Because Yue Ling knew that he was planning to establish a sect, and wanted to use the Luotian Grand Ceremony as an opportunity to establish the sect's reputation in one fell swoop. Naturally, the more people who paid attention to the Luotian Grand Ceremony, the better the effect would be.

What could be more attractive than the decisive battle between the two descendants of the Eastern and Western Ming Kings?
By then, I am afraid that not only the Taoist sect, but even the Buddhist sects all over the world will pay attention to this Luotian Grand Ceremony, and even those old monsters who have been hiding in the world may come out.

Yue Ling wanted to build momentum for him.

"Regarding the Law of the Ming King, I have a question that has puzzled me for a long time. I wonder if Madam Yue can help me solve this puzzle?"

Zhang Jiuyang felt very comfortable when he was called Madam Yue. He didn't realize that this monk was quite tactful.

Yue Ling glanced at him, but in front of outsiders, she did not explain that they had not yet gotten married, giving him some face.

"What's the problem? I might say what I can say, but I will definitely not say what I can't say."

She spoke frankly and openly without any reservation.

After all, the two of them had already made an appointment to fight, and it was a crucial battle for the orthodoxy. If it was about the practice of the Ming Wang Fa, although she was open-minded, she would never say it. "When Master Zhuge first founded the Imperial Observatory, Taizu issued an edict, ordering all the sects in the world to offer three unique skills to fill the national treasury. Our Baiyun Temple refused, and Taizu was furious and wanted to raise an army to attack."

"At that time, my Baiyun Temple was ready to perish together with the enemy, but I never expected that only one person would come."

Yue Ling's expression changed, and he blurted out: "Master Zhuge!"

"Yes, Master Zhuge came alone to the meeting, wearing a feather fan and a scarf, and he ignored the great formation in our temple and took the initiative to propose a debate."

Hearing this, Yue Ling's expression became very complicated.

This incident is also one of Zhuge Qixing's legendary experiences. He had just broken through the sixth realm at that time, but he dared to go to Baiyun Temple alone to debate Buddhist scriptures with the monks and proposed a bet.

Every time a high monk loses, Baiyun Temple will offer a unique skill. If Zhuge Qixing loses, he will not only persuade the emperor to revoke the order, but also directly become a monk in Baiyun Temple and clean the gate.

This was undoubtedly a huge temptation for Baiyun Temple at that time.

Because the Yuding Palace was still in existence at that time, it had gained the upper hand in several disputes between Buddhism and Taoism.

If Zhuge Qixing, who is known as the number one figure in Taoism, could be allowed to enter the monastery, it would undoubtedly allow Buddhism to reverse its decline and surpass Taoism.

And everyone knows that the Three Heroes of Qianyuan swore brotherhood at Taoshan and were as close as brothers. If Zhuge Qixing joined Baiyun Temple, even if Taizu was dissatisfied, he would withdraw his troops for the sake of his brothers.

Of course, they also knew that Zhuge Qixing was so confident that he must have something to rely on, but they could not resist the temptation, and the other party even wanted to debate Buddhist scriptures.

How could I be afraid of something I have studied for my entire life?
The monks of Baiyun Temple agreed, but they soon found out that they were wrong, and very wrong.

Zhuge Qixing is indeed the smartest man in the world. He is well-versed in both ancient and modern knowledge, extremely wise, and even has a high level of attainment in Buddhist scriptures. His eloquence is unparalleled in the world.

On the platform, he argued until nine senior monks of Baiyun Temple were speechless and admitted defeat with their faces covered. Finally, the abbot admitted defeat on behalf of Baiyun Temple, because if they continued to debate, they would lose more and more unique skills.

"Master Zhuge has great wisdom. It is not unfair that we, the Baiyun Temple, were defeated. All nine kinds of unique skills were offered to us. The other eight were fine. Only the Ming Wang Fa was tampered with."

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked. Was the Ming Wang Fa that Yue Ling practiced tampered with by Baiyun Temple?
"What did you do?"

His voice became particularly solemn, and murderous intent surged again in the depths of his eyes, and his aura locked onto Tongji.

Tongji felt the pressure and couldn't help but think more highly of Zhang Jiuyang. How on earth did this young man practice? He was only at the fifth level of nurturing a holy fetus, yet he could still make him feel threatened?
"Amitabha, Mr. Zhang, don't worry. The monk who tampered with the technique at that time had no intention of harming anyone's life. He just quietly changed a few details of the Five Realms Technique. It won't harm anyone's life, but it will make people's practice abnormally slow, and it will take at least ten years."

After a pause, Tongji continued, "This matter is indeed not upright. After I learned about it, I was often troubled. I wanted to tell Madam Yue, but was hindered by the temple rules that the secrets of our sect cannot be passed on to others. I hesitated for a while, but I didn't expect that Madam Yue had already broken through herself."

"I am very curious about what kind of adventure Madam Yue had that made her make such rapid progress in a tampered martial art."

Upon hearing this question, Yue Ling frowned and said, "I see. I was wondering why my cultivation became so slow after reaching the fifth level. I feel uncomfortable in many places."

"It's just that I didn't encounter any adventures. I felt that there might be something wrong with the technique, so I studied it."

Her voice stopped abruptly, Tongji was still looking at her, waiting for the next part.

"what are you waiting for?"

Yue Ling asked curiously.

"Just... gone?"

"if not."

Yue Ling was a little surprised and said, "I studied the technique and modified it according to my own feeling when practicing. I did it the way I felt most comfortable, and then it became smooth."

Tongji: “…”

After a pause, she said in surprise: "The change is not big, it's just a small matter, what's so difficult about it?"

Unintentional finishing blows are the most deadly.

Zhang Jiuyang clearly saw that Tongji's expression had changed greatly. Even a sixth-level immortal couldn't help showing shock and astonishment.

For a long time, he looked at Yue Ling deeply and remained silent.

As a practitioner of Ming Wang Fa, he understood best how difficult this technique was. Even the slightest change could lead to huge mistakes.

If what Yue Ling said was true, it meant that the degree of compatibility between her and this technique far exceeded his imagination. It could even be said that the Ming Wang Fa was tailor-made for her.

How can this be?

But Yue Ling doesn't seem like someone who would lie, and people who practice the Ming Wang Fa are often born with pride and disdain to lie.

"Thank you Madam Yue for telling me so frankly. Your generosity and generosity make me admire you!"

There was a hint of genuine admiration in Tongji's voice.

The two agreed to fight again in a year. He originally thought that Yue Ling's talent was only slightly better than his, but he never thought it was so much better.

In this situation, hiding one's talent in Ming Wang Fa is the best choice, because after a year, Yue Ling's progress will definitely be faster and his chances of winning will be greater.

But she didn't hide it at all.

"Because the Divine Monk Tongji has helped many people in my Imperial Observatory. During the time when you were the head of the Demon Subduing Institute, the disciples in the institute often took it as their responsibility to subdue demons and monsters, and many of them made sacrifices. This is much better than other sects that did nothing."

"Of course, the disciples in other courtyards of your Baiyun Temple are not so good."

Yue Ling has always been straightforward, and his speech is like his shooting skills. He is straightforward and clear about gratitude and grudges.

"By the way, with the wisdom of Master Zhuge, didn't he notice the tricks you left in the Ming Wang Fa?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly asked. He was now very curious about everything related to Zhuge Qixing.

"I think he should have noticed it, but Master Zhuge saved face for my Baiyun Temple, so he didn't say it. After all, there was a divine monk in my temple who taught Master Zhuge and God Yue when they were young."

Not only Zhang Jiuyang, but even Yue Ling, the direct descendant of the Yue family, did not know this news and could not help but show curiosity.

"Which holy monk is it?"

"The divine monk Prajna was once a great general of the previous dynasty. After a great change, he shaved his head and became a monk. With his unprecedented talent, he integrated thirteen kinds of horizontal training skills in the temple and created a peerless martial art that shocked the world..."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes became more and more strange. It couldn't be... such a coincidence.

"It's a pity that the unique skill has been lost."

Tongji looked very regretful.

"What's the name of that unique skill?"

"It is recorded in ancient books that it is called... the Immortal Golden Body."

(End of this chapter)