The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 482 Blood in the Coffin, Dragon King Diagram
Boom boom boom!
The coffin suddenly shook violently and made unusual noises.

Zhang Jiuyang saw that Yue Ling's eyes were filled with fear, as if she had seen something very scary.

This was really unusual for her, who had experienced many battles.

After fighting side by side with Yue Ling for so long, it was the first time that Zhang Jiuyang saw her with such an expression. Not only was she panic-stricken and afraid, but she even looked a little helpless and desperate.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly separated her hands that were holding the corpse.

In an instant, Yue Ling's body stopped shaking and her eyes returned to calm, but a trace of fear still remained.

Her eyes were red, and she looked at her sister's corpse with an extremely distressed look, full of self-blame.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I know what my little sister has been through."

She took a deep breath and said, "Do you remember that every time I get injured, I recover quickly?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded. Yue Ling has a strong self-healing ability. Although she cannot restore broken limbs or regrow with a drop of blood, most injuries can be healed after a night's rest.

Even very serious injuries, such as being stabbed in the waist or abdomen by a sword, can quickly form scabs and leave no scars.

"This is not actually my ability, but my little sister's."

Zhang Jiuyang was startled, but then he quickly reacted and said, "In other words, the innate magical power of King Ming is the dragon-elephant bone, and the reincarnated magical power of King Face-burning Ghost is immortality?"

Yue Ling nodded and said, "Yes, it's just that I took away a lot of her vitality while she was in the womb, so I took away some of her abilities."

"You mean to say that my little sister's self-healing ability is actually much stronger than yours?"

Yue Ling nodded.

"Then why is she still suffering from all kinds of diseases?"

“Maybe it’s not ineffective…”

Yue Ling looked at her father and suddenly said, "A doctor once said that my little sister would not live past the age of three, but she survived. Then the doctor said that my little sister would not live past the age of seven, and then ten, and twelve..."

"She always managed to survive the cold winters and her illnesses. Even the doctors called it a miracle and said it was because we took good care of her."

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly realized and said, "I understand. In addition to your careful care and various natural treasures, the most important thing that keeps my sister alive is her own self-healing ability!"

Her natural supernatural powers were constantly in operation, helping her fight various diseases and achieve victory after victory.

It was just that the Duke's Mansion took too good care of her and didn't give her any chance to get hurt, so this magical power had never been discovered, but only played a subtle role.

"It's a pity that I took away too much of her vitality, so even though she has the ability to heal herself, she still can't recover."

"But with our care and all kinds of natural treasures to replenish her vitality, my sister could have recovered slowly and eventually defeated the disease completely. However, she encountered the tragedy of the Duke's Mansion."

Yue Ling's voice was filled with grief as she continued, "That night, she was bitten to pieces by the demon and indeed died, but this also triggered the power of her face burning, greatly increasing her ability to heal!"

Yue Ling has a deep understanding of this.

Before she met Zhang Jiuyang, she had fought desperately with demons many times. Every time she was in desperate situation, she could feel a powerful force surging from her body, allowing her to defeat her opponents as if with divine help.

The more dangerous it is, the harder the fight, the stronger the power that emerges from the depths of the soul.

Later she realized that it was the divine power of Ming Wang.

Since she is like this, then the younger sister who is the reincarnation of Mianran is naturally the same.

Hearing her words, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to suddenly understand something. He took a breath, stared at the intact corpse, and said, "So, my sister didn't die at that time, but was resurrected with her powerful self-healing ability. Even her missing right hand grew back!"

This is why the body was pieced together and missing the right hand when it was buried, but is now intact.

Ming Wang's divine power is fighting, while Mian Ran's power is self-healing.

Then, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to remember something. He suddenly opened the coffin lid and saw that it was full of scratches and dark red bloodstains that had long since dried.

For a moment, he felt a little distressed.

"My little sister came back to life, but when she woke up she found herself lying in a coffin, buried underground. The coffin nails were strong and sharp, and I nailed them one by one with my own hands..."

Yue Ling said in a sorrowful voice, "She finally defeated the disease and regained her health, but she was buried alive in the ground by her own family. Out of fear, she could only dig with her fingers, leaving traces of blood."

Zhang Jiuyang silently held her hand, hoping to give her some strength.

"But she has never practiced cultivation and her body is weak. How could she have the strength to escape?"

"So she could only dig desperately, and her nails would break and grow again, grow again and break again, over and over again, endlessly."

Zhang Jiuyang's gaze fell on his little sister's finger bones, and he finally understood why there was such obvious wear and tear only there.

"Because the space inside the coffin was small and sealed, she soon found it difficult to breathe and eventually died of suffocation, but..."

Yue Ling's body trembled slightly, and even Yue Shuai's eyes were red and he clenched his fists.

The famous general seemed to have lost the courage to continue listening.

"Thanks to the power of the burning face, the little sister who had suffocated to death came back to life. She continued to dig desperately, then suffocated to death again, then continued to revive, and then continued to die..."

Zhang Jiuyang felt his hair stand on end, and a chill went straight to the top of his head.

He could hardly believe what a hopeless and painful situation it was, being resurrected again and again, and suffocating to death again and again, over and over again, without stopping.

You know, death by suffocation is a very painful way to die.

After suffocation, a person may seem to fall into a coma, but in fact he still retains a trace of consciousness and can feel the pain. He may have bruising and swelling on his face, dilated blood vessels in his neck, and muscle spasms.

There is an ancient Chinese punishment, which is to soak paper and cover the prisoner's face with it, making him experience the torture of suffocation. Even a strong man will confess everything after being subjected to this punishment once.

The best part is that there won't be any scars on the outside of the body.

Yue Xiaomei may have experienced punishment like this thousands of times.

"It was not until the power of the face was exhausted that my little sister was completely liberated. This is... everything she has experienced."

When Yue Ling said this, she felt heartbroken and blamed herself immensely.

If she had not taken away a large amount of vital energy in the womb, my sister's self-healing ability would have been displayed earlier, and she would have even embarked on the path of spiritual practice earlier. How could she have endured such inhuman torture?
"But if my little sister is really dead, then who is Xuan Su, and why does she give you that special feeling of throbbing?"

Zhang Jiuyang keenly discovered the biggest loophole and asked aloud.

Although he didn't interact with Xuan Su much, he could feel that the other party had a physical body, not a special existence like Zhuge Yu. Yue Ling shook his head and said, "I don't know either. Maybe... I can only ask Xuan Su in person."

When she mentioned the name Xuan Su, she felt very complicated.

She has always hated the evil spirits in Huangquan and wanted to get rid of every one of them as soon as possible, but now, Xuan Su may be her biological sister, and even worship Tianzun as her master.

If Xuan Su was really her younger sister, could she still do that to her?

……

"In this life, she is your sister. In order to help you get revenge, she has been against us Huangquan. Xuansu, can you make up your mind to kill her?"

Inside Mount Yamafu, the voice of Tianzun sounded again.

Hearing this question, Xuan Su was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Master, do you have to kill her?"

"It seems that you are hesitant, Xuansu, don't forget all the pain you have experienced, and don't forget who saved you from the pain."

"Master, Xuan Su dare not forget."

Tianzun said calmly: "I didn't want to kill Yue Ling, but she has grown too fast, far beyond my expectations. If she continues like this, it won't be long before the Ming King will return to his position."

"Ming Wang... is a tough nut to crack. He may affect our grand plan."

Xuan Su lowered his eyes and said, "Please rest assured, Master. I understand. She is not my sister, but the enemy who killed me and took away everything from me. I will not show mercy."

Tianzun nodded and said, "That's better."

Xuan Su bowed and said, "Master, I will take my leave now."

"Wait a minute."

While Tianzun was comprehending the Huashou Sect, he pointed his finger and in an instant, boundless Buddha light seemed to bloom and thousands of Sanskrit sounds were chanted.

Xuan Su's eyes flashed with scenes, including the scene of communicating with Zhuge Yu just now, the scene of Yue Ling stabbing her with a gun, and the scene of fighting with the white dragon in the East China Sea earlier...

At this moment, she stood there, as if she was free from time, watching the pictures constantly receding, and fell into an extremely mysterious state.

When she suddenly came to her senses, she found that she seemed to have returned to the state before the fight with the white dragon. The injuries on her body had disappeared, and the lost magic power had been restored.

"Congratulations, Master, for reaching the highest level of reversing cause and effect!"

She reacted instantly, a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes, and she looked at Tianzun with great admiration.

Tianzun shook his head and said, "It's just that I have gained something from my recent understanding of Huashou Sect. I haven't cultivated to the highest level, but it can help you recover from your injuries and rebuild your foundation, so it is of some use."

Xuan Su was deeply moved.

The battle with the White Dragon was extremely brutal. Originally, she was holding the magic weapon Dragon Trapping Pool given by the Heavenly Venerable, and with her own cultivation at the peak of the Sixth Realm, she thought that nothing should go wrong.

However, he never expected that although everything was going smoothly at first, Bailong would display a desperate magical power in the end, as if he had turned into another person in an instant, and his magic power became stronger than ever before.

Not only did it destroy the Dragon Pool in one fell swoop, it also stirred up the entire East China Sea, with waves so high that they covered the sky and the sun, making her feel like an ant.

If Tianzun had not noticed the destruction of the Dragon Trapping Pool and then used his great supernatural powers to transfer her magic power and soul, she would probably have died at the hands of that terrifying white dragon by now.

But even with the help of Tianzun, she was also seriously injured, and even her foundation was affected. The reason why she was still able to hold on and save Zhuge Yu was purely because of Tianzun's magic power.

But now, as Tianzun displayed his magical powers, she returned to the state before fighting with Bailong, and all her injuries disappeared.

Having been with Tianzun for a long time, she knows him very well.

Tianzun cherishes his magic power very much, even to the point of being stingy. Every move he makes is crucial, and he never wastes his magic power.

For example, killing the old Dragon King, and breaking into the Baiyun Temple holy land and stealing the Huashou Gate.

It was the first time that she saw Tianzun take action on such a minor detail and even use up his magic power to heal her.

"The failure to capture Bai Long is not your fault. Unless I was there in person, there would be very few people in the world who could defeat her. You don't have to blame yourself. Just focus on dealing with Yue Ling."

"Yes."

Xuan Su hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Master, the white dragon finally escaped, and it seems to be heading to Jizhou. Will it go to find Zhang Jiuyang?"

Bai Long’s current strength should not be underestimated. If he joins forces with Zhang Jiuyang, he will definitely be more difficult to deal with in the future.

Tianzun just smiled faintly upon hearing this and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, given the state of the white dragon... it should not be able to reach Jizhou. I'm afraid it has already died like the old dragon."

"Master's magical power, Xuansu admires it!"

"Go prepare well. Oh, and don't forget to attend the next Huangquan gathering. There might be a good show there then."

Tianzun said meaningfully.

Xuan Su perked up and asked, "Master, have you found out who the traitor is?"

Tianzun smiled faintly and did not answer.

Xuan Su bowed and left, and the mountain closed automatically.

Tianzun did not continue to comprehend the Huashou Sect, but instead stretched out his hand and began to paint on the stone wall of Mount Yamafu.

The body of Mount Yamafu was as hard as steel, but as the Heavenly Venerable moved his fingers, stone chips fell from the walls and the entire mountain rumbled.

Finally he put down his fingers, and a beautiful painting appeared on the stone wall.

If Zhang Jiuyang were here, he would be very shocked that Tianzun was such a skilled painter who could even be called a national master.

The mural depicts a deity with a dragon head and a human body, wearing an imperial crown, exuding a sacred and noble aura.

"Dragon King..."

Tianzun looked at the painting with deep eyes and his voice was very intriguing.

"I really don't know which Dragon King you are."

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(End of this chapter)