The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 451 The Forgotten Person

When Yue Ling saw Zhang Jiuyang was intact, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her body swayed slightly, and her powerful aura melted like ice and snow.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart tightened, and he appeared beside her in a flash, supporting her.

"Why are you so badly injured? If you can't fight, just drag it out. Why do you have to hold on?"

He took off his magic gourd and fed Yue Ling a big mouthful of jade liquid. He relaxed only when he saw that her complexion looked better.

With Yue Ling's combat wisdom, it is impossible for him not to see through it. The faster you fight, the more bronze men there will be. The more fiercely you fight, the faster you will die.

If she had been able to delay the situation, she would never have been injured so badly.

"This is how I play, and I can't change it."

Yue Ling snorted coldly and used his gun to support himself on the ground. Even though he was injured, his body was still as straight as a pine tree, standing proudly.

Seeing her being so stubborn, Zhang Jiuyang felt something in his heart.

Yue Ling is a combat genius, how could she be so rigid? The reason why she chose such a brutal fighting style when facing wave after wave of bronze men was probably because she was worried about him.

She wanted to get through this strange place as quickly as possible, worried that Zhang Jiuyang might get into an accident.

But given her strong personality, she naturally wouldn't express her worries.

"Don't think too much, it has nothing to do with you!"

With the tacit understanding between her and Zhang Jiuyang, Yue Ling realized what he was thinking with just a glance and quickly emphasized it out loud.

"understand."

"... Zhang Jiuyang, please don't look at me with such disgusting eyes."

"Ok."

"…Don't touch anything."

Zhang Jiuyang didn't care and carried her on his back. Feeling her struggling body on his back, he made up his mind and slapped a certain place hard.

The sound is crisp and loud.

This armor is really abominable!
"Zhang Jiuyang, I can walk by myself!"

Yue Ling felt embarrassed and annoyed. This guy wanted to take advantage of her without even considering the time. At this moment, new figures began to emerge on the surrounding stone walls.

"Can you walk? Do you know how to break the formation?"

Zhang Jiuyang's words left Yue Ling speechless.

"Be good and lie on my back. I'll take you out!"

As he spoke, Zhang Jiuyang clapped his hands again. Well, although the armor was a bit hard, he could still vaguely feel the amazing elasticity under the armor.

The most important thing is psychological comfort.

Yue Ling was furious. She opened her teeth and bit Zhang Jiuyang's ear directly.

It was too abominable. From childhood to adulthood, when had she ever been humiliated and bullied like this? Last time in the gourd world, Zhang Jiuyang tied her hands and feet with ropes and did whatever he wanted. Now he hit her there again...

This guy is getting more and more excessive!
"Hey, you are a dog!"

"Hiss, be gentle, it's going to fall!!"

"The dog bit Lu Dongbin..."

While cursing, Zhang Jiuyang quickly fled outside according to the steps taught by Bai Yunzi. Soon, the two of them arrived outside the holy land.

Flying out of the dark and mysterious door, the two came to the world in the painting of the Five Hundred Arhats Subduing Demons.

Only then did Yue Ling open her mouth and let out a "Pah" sound.

"Zhang Jiuyang, you are really thick-skinned."

After biting for a long time, he still couldn't bite it off. This guy's horizontal training kung fu has reached the pinnacle.

"You just didn't find the right place."

Zhang Jiuyang said happily.

Yue Ling's eyebrows suddenly raised, his eyes flashed coldly, and one hand pressed on the hilt of the Dragon Sparrow Sword, wanting to draw the sword.

"The weakness, I mean the weakness!"

"Everyone has a weakness in horizontal training. What I mean is that you didn't find the right weakness in mine."

Zhang Jiuyang hurriedly explained.

"hehe."

Yue Ling sneered and said, "Zhang Jiuyang, we haven't gotten married yet. If you make such a joke, I will chop you to pieces."

"Okay, I'll open it after I get married."

"Haha, it seems that you finally admitted that you were not talking about my weakness just now, but were intentionally humiliating me."

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

How come this woman reacted so quickly that she actually fooled him.

"Ahem, no more jokes, Yue Ling, guess who I met deep in the holy land this time?"

"Don't even think about moving—"

"I met Patriarch Baiyun!"

Yue Ling: “…”

For a long time, her voice continued to ring out.

"Keep talking."

A smile appeared on Zhang Jiuyang's face. As expected, when it comes to big things, Yue Ling will always be easily attracted.

He told Yue Ling about his conversation with Bai Yunzi one by one. There was nothing to hide in front of Yue Ling. The only thing that had been processed was the Chunyang Sword.

It is said that all the power that Bai Yunzi gave him at the end was injected into the sword, which turned the Xie-Slaying Sword into the Pure Yang Sword.

After listening to Zhang Jiuyang's story, Yue Ling remained silent for a long time, and was obviously very shocked.

The Buddha passed away, the emperor burned himself to death, the great war in ancient times, the Huashou Gate that had been guarding for thousands of years, the Heavenly Venerable was the abbot Fakong...

Any of this information would be shocking, let alone all of it being revealed at once. "If what Patriarch Baiyun said is true, it means that there was a mistake in our history. Someone confused that very important period of history and made the last emperor of mankind a notorious tyrant!"

Her expression was extremely solemn, and she said, "There is also Tianzun. He seems to be familiar with the truth and came prepared. He found the Sky-Moving Black Turtle to transport the Huashou Gate away."

"Hua Shou Men, Ten Heavenly Stems..."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned and said, "I really don't know what Tianzun is planning. Could it be that if the ten heavenly stems gather together, they can open the Huashou Gate?"

Yue Ling shook her head and said, "There are too few clues, so it's hard for us to make any inferences."

"But this time we have a new clue. Tianzun once transformed into the abbot of Baiyun Temple, named Fakong. Perhaps we can check on this person."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded in agreement.

"Fakong is the tenth abbot of Baiyun Temple. There should be detailed records of him in the temple. Let's find someone to ask first."

Having said this, the two of them raised their heads at the same time and looked towards the portal leading to the holy land.

"Yue Ling, we seem to have forgotten someone."

……

In the holy land, Tongji was covered in blood, his monk robe was torn to tatters, and he had practiced the Ming Wang Fa to the extreme, but he still could not break out of the encirclement of those bronze men.

If he hadn't been holding on and defending hard, he probably wouldn't have been able to hold on until now.

But he also gained a lot. After fighting with these bronze men who were proficient in the 72 unique skills of Baiyun Temple, he gained a deeper understanding of many of the skills.

For Buddhist disciples, being able to witness the 72 unique skills with their own eyes is definitely a great opportunity.

If he could survive, many difficulties in his practice would be solved and he would gain a huge reward.

Of course, the premise is to survive.

boom!
Tongji was hit against the wall by a punch, 108 Buddhist beads rolled down, he kept coughing up blood, and even the golden flames surrounding his body were dispersed.

There were fifteen bronze men in front of him, two of them were in the sixth realm, four were in the fifth realm, and the rest were in the fourth realm.

By now, most of his magic power had been consumed and he had suffered serious injuries.

"Will I, Tongji, pass away here today?"

Facing the many bronze men who continued to kill him, a trace of despair flashed in Tongji's eyes. He had never expected that he would eventually die in the holy land of Baiyun Temple.

My senior brother has not yet been avenged, Baiyun Temple is leaderless, and yet I have collapsed here. How ridiculous.

The sun wheel between his eyebrows rotated, he straightened his body, and a gleam of determination flashed in his eyes.

Even if I die, I will never sit and wait for death. As the heir of the Ming Wang Fa, I will fight to the last moment and never retreat!
I just don’t know how Yue Ling and Zhang Jiuyang are doing. They should be fighting hard too.

Tongji felt a little guilty. These two had achieved so much at such a young age. They were rare righteous geniuses. If they all died here, it would be the fault of Baiyun Temple.

"Amitabha!"

Tongji chanted a Buddhist name in a low voice, and the sun wheel between his eyebrows rotated, bursting out with dazzling white light. Just when he was about to risk his life, a dragon roared.

The golden dragon transformed by the sword energy flew again, smashing the bronze men of the fourth and fifth realms with lightning speed, and then bit off the head of a bronze man of the sixth realm.

However, the golden dragon was also hit by a punch from the opponent. It let out a dragon roar and turned into a three-foot-long sword shining with golden light. It rotated and inserted into the stone wall, shaking continuously.

Boom!

At the same time, Yue Ling's spear shot out like thunder, and he used the Yiqidangqian style of the Overlord Spear to nail another six-level bronze man to the stone wall.

She stood with a gun in hand, her black hair fluttering, her heroic eyes full of fighting spirit, and with her armor that was a little cracked, she looked like a female general who had just walked out of an ancient battlefield.

"Master Tongji, I'm sorry we're late."

Zhang Jiuyang's voice rang out, he stretched out his hand, and the Chunyang Sword automatically flew back, with a burnt fist mark on the sword.

That is Baiyun Temple's unique skill, Fire Roaring Thousand Mountains.

It is said that the meaning of this boxing style is derived from the instantaneous explosion of a volcano, which changes from the extremely quiet Zen meaning to the extremely dynamic boxing meaning with the force of thunder and lightning.

However, Zhang Jiuyang just flicked his fingers lightly, and with the sound of the sword, the charred fist mark was dispelled by the pure golden light and restored to its original state.

Although the Pure Yang Sword had killed two sixth-level bronze men before, Yue Ling was in the front and Zhang Jiuyang was waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Yue Ling's fierce and domineering fighting style attracted all the firepower, so Zhang Jiuyang was able to kill two sixth-level realm masters with one sword.

But the pressure that Tongji brings to Tongren now is far less than that.

However, Zhang Jiuyang's sword still made a great contribution. The speed of the sword was even faster than Yue Ling's gun.

"It's not too late, you came at the right time."

Tongji let out a long sigh, a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"If you hadn't arrived in time, I would have died here."

You know, he and Yue Ling are old enemies in practicing Ming Wang Fa. If the two of them don't come to rescue him, but just stand by and watch, they can get rid of him as an opponent quietly.

But they are so upright that Tongji sincerely admires and appreciates them.

"By the way, where are you from? Have you entered the deepest part of the holy land and found any clues?"

Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling looked at each other and could see each other's guilty conscience.

"Ahem, we can't stay here for long. I already know how to break the formation. Let's go!"

Zhang Jiuyang directly picked up the injured Tongji, and returned with Yue Ling along the original route, and escaped from the holy land after a while.

Tongji looked at Zhang Jiuyang who broke the bronze man formation with ease, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Amitabha, it seems that Mr. Zhang has found what you want."

"It's just that the sound of the sword is like the roar of a dragon. I seem to have heard it once before. I even shouted loudly at that time. Unfortunately, you didn't seem to hear it."

Zhang Jiuyang's mouth twitched and he quickly changed the subject.

"Master Tongji, you will never guess who I saw in the cave?"

"Master Baiyun?"

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

(End of this chapter)