The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 448: Mahakala Bodhisattva, the Last Human Emperor

"Bai... Patriarch Baiyun?"

Zhang Jiuyang's pupils condensed, and he looked carefully at the handsome, elegant young monk in white in the mural, and then looked at the old monk in front of him who was over 70 years old and had some skin and flesh on his face that had not yet grown back.

Ok……

It’s not his fault that he couldn’t see it. Time is indeed a ruthless butcher’s knife.

"As far as I know, Patriarch Baiyun is a figure from ancient times. You say you are Patriarch Baiyun, do you have any proof?"

There was a hint of doubt in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

It's no wonder he's suspicious. It's just that the identity of Patriarch Baiyun is a bit too shocking. He was the ancestral temple of Zen Buddhism thousands of years ago, and he was also a direct disciple of the Buddha.

If such a powerful being were still alive, Baiyun Temple would have been able to dominate the world long ago. Even the Heavenly Lord of the Eighth Realm would probably not be his match.

"Amitabha, I am just a remnant soul guarding Huashoumen. If you believe me, then I am Bai Yunzi. If you don't believe me, then just treat me as an ordinary monk."

Facing Zhang Jiuyang's questioning, Bai Yunzi was not angry at all, but was quite easy-going.

"In fact, whether it's Bai Yunzi or Bai Gu, it's just an identity. Why should the donor be so obsessed with it?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and returned the greeting: "Master, can you tell me what is going on?"

“Especially that painting.”

Zhang Jiuyang pointed to the mural of the Buddha passing away under a bodhi tree, being eaten by 84,000 demons, and asked, "Why did the Buddha pass away in this way?"

His intuition told him that the painting was the key to everything and was related to one of the most hidden truths in this world.

Bai Yunzi looked at the painting, his eyes were filled with emotion, and he sighed, "Every time I see this painting, my mind is always unsettled and I am suddenly troubled. Unfortunately, I don't know why the Buddha passed away."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned, but before he could ask any questions, he heard Bai Yunzi's voice again.

"It's not that I didn't know, it's that I forgot."

"forget?"

"Yes, I am just a remnant soul with limited memories. When I separated this remnant soul to guard Huashou Gate, I erased the most important memory."

"I only remember that in ancient times, a world-shaking war broke out in the world, and few people were willing to stand by our side. Oh, that girl next to you should be an old friend of mine, and she was also the one who fought alongside us at that time."

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved, and he remembered the amazing divinity deep in Yue Ling's soul.

"Her name is Yue Ling. She is my wife, not your old friend."

Zhang Jiuyang said with absolute certainty.

Bai Yunzi was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then shook his head and laughed, "I didn't expect that even He would get married. I really didn't expect that..."

"Who is this "He" you are talking about?"

Since this matter concerned Yue Ling, Zhang Jiuyang became extremely cautious and tried to get to the bottom of it.

"His full name is the Great Powerful Heavenly Mother Bodhisattva, the Three-time Vajra King of Wisdom. He is the guardian god of war appointed by the Buddha himself. In that war, he performed extremely brilliantly, but unfortunately he still fell in the end."

Boom!

Zhang Jiuyang was struck by lightning and couldn't calm down for a long time after hearing the news.

Yue Ling is actually the real reincarnation of Ming Wang?

Legend has it that the Buddhist god of war who descended to the world three times to fight against demons and clear the universe is actually... Yue Ling?
He suddenly remembered what Yue Ling had said to Tongji. When she practiced the Ming Wang Fa to the fifth level, she felt that there was something wrong with the method, so she just did whatever was comfortable for her. As a result, she corrected the method that had been tampered with by Baiyun Temple.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly realized.

No wonder she was able to make such rapid progress in the Ming Wang Fa. Her talent is unprecedented in history. It turns out that it was her own way!

The only thing he didn't expect was that the legendary Mingwang was actually a woman. However, considering that Mingwang is also known as the Great Powerful Heavenly Mother Bodhisattva, it was not surprising.

But in his heart, he quietly mourned for Tongji.

My goodness, what do you have to compete with a true Ming Wang for the way of Ming Wang?
At the same time, he was secretly shocked. What kind of intense battle could have caused the death of Mingwang, who was known as the Buddhist God of War.

"I only remember that the battle almost tore the world apart, but my friends kept falling down, and their bodies turned into mountains and rivers, repairing the origin of heaven and earth."

Zhang Jiuyang's heart skipped a beat again.

In Chinese mythology, the bodies of some gods can be transformed into various natural objects after their death, such as Kuafu chasing the sun and then turning it into a peach forest.

The fact that his body could turn into mountains and rivers after his death showed that his cultivation was so high that he was astonished now.

Eighth realm? Or is it nine?

But in Bai Yunzi's words, such people fell one by one. However, even if they died in battle, they would use their flesh and blood to mend the cracks in the human world so as to prevent the collapse of the world.

If the mountains are gone, I will be the mountains. If the earth does not exist, I will be the earth.

So that comrades can continue fighting on their own flesh and blood!
Such a will is truly moving and admirable.

"At the end of the battle, the sun disappeared and the world fell into eternal night. The last emperor held up the holy sword, burned himself on the altar, ascended to the sky and became the sun, illuminating the world again and saving the human race."

Zhang Jiuyang was very surprised when he heard this.

The last emperor?
According to historical records, the last Human Emperor in this world should be the last monarch of the Xia Dynasty. Even his name is not recorded. He is only said to be licentious and cruel, and to have implemented many harsh policies. He is a complete tyrant.

Later, Master Guiguzi assisted Taizu of Great Zhou in an uprising, overthrew the brutal rule of Great Xia, and established Great Zhou.

But if what Bai Yunzi said was true, it meant that the last monarch of the Xia Dynasty was not only not a tyrant, but instead burned himself to death for the human race and ascended to heaven. His bravery and fearlessness were worthy of the title of the Human Emperor.

But...which one is true and which one is false?
Suddenly, Zhang Jiuyang remembered the Black Sky Plan.

Mahakala's plan was to escape from Huashou Gate, descend to the human world in his true form, and then immediately swallow the sun to restore his strength.

Zhang Jiuyang was a little surprised at that time. Mahakala was just the incarnation of Buddha's anger, so why did he have such a great supernatural power as swallowing the sun?
You have to know that it is the sun, the most powerful and masculine thing. The true sun fire it brews is also the most terrifying flame in Chinese mythology, which can burn gods to ashes.

But Mahakala dared to swallow the sun when he was weak.

Now Zhang Jiuyang could understand that the sun on earth was no longer the real sun in ancient times, but the sun transformed from the remains of the Human Emperor. Although it was heroic, it was still far inferior to the real sun.

Therefore, what Mahakala really wants to swallow is not the sun, but the body of the Human Emperor!
Zhang Jiuyang recalled that when he was reading the sutra, he had resonated with the Dao of this world, and fell into a very mysterious state. Among the scenes he saw, there was a scene where the Human Emperor went on stage and burned himself, raised his sword and roared. That was a scene deeply engraved in the Dao of this world.

He remained silent for a long time, for the shocking battle, and even more for the Human Emperor and the martyrs who turned into mountains and rivers after their death in the battle.

Although he didn't know the reason for this war, Zhang Jiuyang was moved by the spirit, willpower and bravery of these people.

"Something's wrong."

Although he was touched, Zhang Jiuyang was still keenly aware that something was wrong and immediately raised questions.

"You said that Yue Ling was the Vajra King III and died in that battle. But in history, the Great Zhou Dynasty once suffered a rebellion by the Ghost Kings. Nine Ghost Kings attacked the human world. It happened that the Immortal Master Guigu disappeared. In the end, thanks to the arrival of the King, he and the Ghost Kings perished together."

This history is recorded in the Imperial Observatory, so it should not be false.

But since the Ming King had already perished in that great war, how could he come to the world again, and eventually die together with the nine ghost kings?

Hearing this, Bai Yunzi shook his head and said, "After that war, I was also seriously injured. Thanks to the Buddha's blessing, I was able to survive. I passed away after founding Baiyun Temple. I don't know what you said, but..."

He said in a serious tone: "If I am not mistaken, the Ming King at that time was not the real Ming King, but the reincarnation of Ming King, just like the little girl now."

"It's a pity that she didn't regain all her strength at that time, otherwise why would she have perished together with the nine ghost kings?"

Bai Yunzi sighed and said, "Although my friends died in the battle, they all have a trace of immortal spirit, escaping into the cycle of reincarnation and constantly reincarnating."

"If my guess is correct, there should have been many extraordinary people in that era."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned, then nodded.

Indeed, that era was somewhat like the King Wu's conquest of King Zhou in the Investiture of the Gods, and the Immortal Master Guiguzi was like Jiang Ziya. He had many talented and extraordinary people under his command, who assisted the Great Zhou in creating an unprecedented foundation.

For example, the founder of Feixian Cave in Xuzhou attracted the thunder lake as soon as he was born, and later created the "Purple Thunder Book".

Some are even born with wings and can call the wind and rain. Some can spit fire from their mouths and have three eyes.

Even the gourd master on Zhang Jiuyang's waist was born in that era.

The gods and immortals worshipped in many Taoist temples today were all extraordinary people who appeared at that time.

"They should all be the reincarnations of my friends. Unfortunately, I can hardly sense their presence now. So when I sensed that the girl entered Baiyun Temple, I was very happy."

Zhang Jiuyang then understood why he used the bronze mirror to contact Yue Ling and gave her a friendly reminder.

"Where are all your... friends now?"

Bai Yunzi shook his head, a trace of loneliness appeared on his face, and said: "Perhaps he lost himself in the reincarnations, or perhaps he was completely killed by those people."

"Who are those people?"

"I don't remember. I only remember that battle had its share of victories and defeats. In the end, everything returned to peace. I built a mountain and a temple at the place where the Buddha passed away. This is now the Baiyun Temple."

Zhang Jiuyang was surprised and asked, "So this cave... is where the Buddha passed away?"

Bai Yunzi nodded and said, "Yes, although Huashou Gate is just the skull of the Buddha, it carries the weight of immeasurable Buddhist teachings. Even I cannot move it or transport it, so I can only build a temple here. During that time, I was grateful for the help of the Painting Saint, otherwise I would not have been able to complete it."

After a pause, he looked at Zhang Jiuyang again and said with a smile: "You and that guy really look alike, but he is much older than you."

Zhang Jiuyang asked curiously, "What kind of person is the Painting Saint?"

"He's a very strange person, but he's inexplicably trustworthy. He's unshaven, unkempt, and really likes drinking. He's just a jerk."

Not knowing what he remembered, Bai Yunzi laughed subconsciously and said, "But he is a good man, a man worthy of admiration."

"It's a pity that he slipped away after helping me build Baiyun Temple, leaving behind only a painting of the Five Hundred Arhats to Suppress Demons. Later, I created seventy-two unique skills, and my mind was exhausted and on the verge of death. I wanted to see him one last time, but I never heard of him again."

"That old immortal fellow, luckily he still has his bloodline left behind."

He looked at Zhang Jiuyang with a hint of relief on his face and a very friendly expression.

It can be seen that in ancient times, the friendship between the two was so deep that even after such a long time, they still remembered each other.

"After the Painting Saint left, I recruited disciples and created seventy-two unique skills. With the Huashou Sect suppressing the destiny, this place will definitely become a Buddhist holy land in the future."

"There are two reasons why I want to do this. One is to protect Huashou Sect. The second is to wait for the future Buddha to come and inherit the Buddha's mantle. For this reason, I used a secret method to separate a wisp of residual soul and turned it into a ghost, waiting here."

"My body has transformed into this holy place. The place where you just fought in the tunnel... is probably my intestines. As for those bronze men, they are the 'gods' in my body."

The Buddha looked at a drop of water and saw eighty-four thousand insects.

The Huangting Sutra believes that there are 36,000 gods in the human body, such as the kidney god Xuanming that Zhang Jiuyang had seen during his practice.

When one’s practice reaches a certain level, one will gradually awaken the god within one’s body and gain incredible power.

At the seventh level, one will touch this realm and constantly awaken the "gods" in the body, but the number depends on personal practice.

The bronze men on the stone wall were almost endless, numbering in the tens of thousands. This showed the solid foundation that Bai Yunzi had laid when he was in the seventh realm.

"I am guarding the Huashou Sect in the holy land and will not wake up easily unless someone enters here. Every abbot of Baiyun Temple must pass my test before I tell them how to break the formation."

"Generation after generation, until one day a Tantric monk came in. This man had gone astray. Although he died in the bronze formation, his soul is immortal. I can feel that in some distant place, he has been resurrected again."

The name of Venerable Gesang appeared in Zhang Jiuyang’s mind. It turned out that the old guy was not so easy to die. The secret technique of sky burial was quite useful.

"Not long ago, a man who called himself Tianzun came here. He actually knew how to break the formation and used a turtle to move the Huashou Gate. I couldn't stop him and could only watch him go away, but... my wait was worth it after all."

Having said this, Bai Yunzi suddenly bowed to Zhang Jiuyang, his voice revealing a hint of piety.

"I have waited for thousands of years, and finally the future Buddha has arrived."

Future Buddha?

Zhang Jiuyang pointed at himself in disbelief and asked, "Are you talking about me?"

"good."

Bai Yunzi's eyes showed a trace of excitement, and he said decisively: "Apart from me, the only one who can see the seventy-two unique skills on the stone wall at the same time is the future Buddha!"

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

(End of this chapter)