The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 484: Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly, Dragon Corpse at the Bottom of the River

"In the beginning of the universe, all things took shape. This medicine is so great that it nourishes the mother and stores the truth..."

On the cushion, Zhang Jiuyang sat cross-legged with his hands in the Flying Immortal Seal, practicing according to the secrets in the "Heavenly Immortal Golden Elixir Heart Sutra".

Three full days had passed since the wedding day, and during these three days, he and Yue Ling had been in seclusion.

Zhang Jiuyang finally finished all his tasks and was able to calm down and practice the unique alchemy skills created by the Eight Immortals.

At this moment, the moonlight outside the window seemed to be attracted by some invisible force. It was as bright as water and as soft as forge, shining on Zhang Jiuyang's body, as if it had covered him with a layer of silver coat.

The Pure Yang Dragon-Tiger Golden Elixir in his Dantian was spinning at a unique frequency, driving the magic power throughout his body to circulate. With each rotation, a portion of the bright moonlight was absorbed, and the golden elixir became more spiritual.

Zhang Jiuyang was immersed in it, as if his primordial spirit and the spirituality contained in his golden elixir were blending perfectly, and he also heard the Tao Te Ching resounding from the darkness.

"The Tao can be said, very Tao, the name can be famous, very famous..."

He felt as if something was awakening deep in his blood. It was an extremely mysterious magical power that continued to grow stronger in the Taoist scriptures. Even a little bit of spiritual light that escaped from him benefited him greatly, as if he had suddenly realized something.

During this process, his comprehension of the "Heavenly Immortal Golden Elixir Heart Sutra" continued to deepen, and his cultivation speed was advancing by leaps and bounds.

The inheritance originally bestowed by the visualization diagram would enable him to achieve twice the result with half the effort in his practice. In addition, after memorizing the Tao Te Ching, he had already transformed into an innate Taoist body, and could use all the Taoist methods in the world.

Even if it is a practice that requires a lot of patience, it is still countless times faster than ordinary people.

The combination of the two allowed him to achieve certain achievements in the "Heavenly Immortal Golden Elixir Heart Sutra" within three days, and he completely mastered the first chapter "Peking Mother" and mastered it.

He slowly opened his eyes and felt that his cultivation had advanced a step forward. His magic power, supernatural powers, and Taoism had all improved. Most importantly, the spirituality contained in the golden elixir had become stronger.

Zhang Jiuyang could even vaguely feel that the prototype of a life was slowly taking shape.

That was his 'holy infant', or Nascent Soul.

He exclaimed in his heart, it was truly worthy of being the Taoist secret skill created by the Eight Immortals. After entering the fifth realm, his speed of cultivation had obviously slowed down, but after practicing this skill, it became faster again.

If I continue like this, I won't need to complete all twelve chapters of "The Heart Sutra of the Heavenly Immortal Golden Elixir" to complete it. I should be able to break through the elixir and become an infant, entering the sixth realm.

And by then, his supernatural powers derived from the "Tao Te Ching" will be able to truly appear in the world.

When he is at the fifth realm, he can fight against those at the sixth realm. When he is at the sixth realm, he can even defeat those at the seventh realm. That’s not too much.

Zhang Jiuyang has fully realized the benefits of crossing borders to kill enemies, so he set a small goal for himself, striving to be able to cross a realm to kill enemies in the future.

He did not immediately practice the second chapter "Shuyong" because Taoist alchemy emphasizes that haste makes waste. If one only seeks speed, he will lose the state of mind of inaction, and thus get half the result with twice the effort.

Zhang Jiuyang stretched lazily. Perhaps because he had been comprehending the Dharma for too long, his soul was a little tired and he actually felt sleepy at this moment.

Without hesitation, he bent over and lay on the bed, assuming the posture of "The Sleeping Pill Technique of the Zhelong", and fell asleep using the sleeping technique.

Walking, standing, sitting and lying down are all forms of cultivation.

To this day, the word "cultivation" has been engraved in his bones. Even when he is sleeping to relax, he does not forget to practice sleeping skills.

Soon, the room was filled with long snoring sounds like a deep valley, his inhalation was like spring thunder, and his exhalation was like a dragon's roar.

It was as if the person sleeping inside was not a person, but a real dragon.

But what Zhang Jiuyang didn't know was that just after he fell asleep, a butterfly flew in from the window, flew towards him like a spirit, circled around him, and finally landed.

……

Zhang Jiuyang dreamed that he turned into a butterfly with ice-blue wings, flapping its wings and flying.

The amazing thing is that as he flew, he saw the surrounding scenery constantly changing.
The first thing he saw was a sea of ​​tall buildings, steel bars and concrete. He was actually back on Earth. Excited, he kept flapping his wings and returned to his hometown according to his memory.

He saw a familiar old man carrying a medicine basket and collecting herbs in the mountains. He then boiled the herbs into a soup and gave it to a thin little boy.

Medicinal food, medicinal bath, medicinal fumigation...

The little boy finally became stronger little by little, and took the initiative to practice Zhongli Ba Duan Jin with his grandfather, day after day, year after year, and finally became as strong as a calf.

Zhang Jiuyang was deeply moved. He flapped his wings desperately and flew in front of the grandfather and grandson, feeling extremely excited.

But unfortunately, he can't speak.

The picture was blurry for a while, and when it became clear again, his grandfather had passed away. The grown-up boy burst into tears. He sealed up all of his grandfather's belongings, packed his bags and left this remote village to go to study in a big city.

Zhang Jiuyang, who transformed into a butterfly, noticed that after his grandfather died, he sorted through his grandfather's belongings and did not find the visualization diagram.

He was shocked, this meant that someone had put the visualization diagram there during the time when he was away from home to study!
Or is it that grandpa's death was just an illusion?
Because he had seen before that when his grandfather was picking herbs, it seemed as if he was walking on the wind, and even the steepest mountains were as easy to climb as flat ground. Sometimes when he spent the night in the mountains, a gorgeous tiger would even come to watch over him spontaneously.

Ride the wind, with the tiger protecting the way.

It is obvious that this person is a man of great virtue and is definitely not an ordinary person.

He opened his eyes wide, trying to see clearly where the visualization diagram came from, but to his disappointment, the scene changed and he was back in Daqian.

This time, he saw the body of a white dragon.

With just one glance, he could be sure that it was Ao Li!

Looking at Ao Li's body, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt great grief in his heart, which he could hardly suppress.

Boom!

A figure crashed into the stone wall, and his brains scattered everywhere.

A bloody black dragon corpse fell to the ground, and it turned out to be Ao Ya.

When she saw her sister's body, she was so desperate that she actually rammed her head against the stone wall that was as hard as black iron and died in a resolute and tragic manner.

Although the toothless Little Dragon Girl had impaired intelligence and did not understand many things, she always remembered one thing.

That is to always follow my sister, even if it means a dead end.

Zhang Jiuyang felt even more grief-stricken and wanted to shout out loud, but no sound came out. In anger, he suddenly sat up.

Outside the window, the moon is dim and the stars are sparse, and frogs are croaking.

A butterfly seemed to be startled and flew around the room.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a dream, but he soon realized that it was not right. After practicing to his level, it was not easy to have dreams, let alone nightmares.

He looked closely at the flying butterfly and found that it looked very similar to the butterfly he had transformed into in his dream.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly? Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he thought of an incident that he had experienced before.

It was the first snow in Jizhou this year. Mrs. Shen gave him a cotton-padded jacket she made herself, which made Zhang Jiuyang feel the long-lost family love.

At that time, he was standing on the snow, thinking about his upcoming wedding, feeling emotional. He used a branch to draw a portrait of his grandfather on the snow and said something.

If grandpa is still in heaven, please turn into a butterfly and fly to his wedding.

Although the wedding is over now, this butterfly came so coincidentally, and the dream he just had was extremely realistic.

Zhang Jiuyang opened the third eye between his eyebrows and looked at the butterfly. However, even his third eye could not see anything fishy. It seemed that it was just an ordinary butterfly.

But when Zhang Jiuyang stretched out his hand, the butterfly landed on his hand very smartly.

Something is wrong!
Zhang Jiuyang was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Grandpa, is that you?"

The butterfly didn't move.

"who are you?"

He asked again, and this time the butterfly seemed to sense something and flapped its wings and flew outside.

Zhang Jiuyang hurriedly followed.

Under the moonlight, a small figure was flying in the sky with a black umbrella. It was the precious umbrella of the girl who hated to get married. It was dyed black with the resentful blood of the Goddess of Three Lives. It was filled with extremely yin energy and could collect people's souls and turn them into slaves.

All the brides who had died suddenly in Jizhou before had no souls or spirits left, and were all taken away by this umbrella.

After Zhang Jiuyang got the secret of controlling the umbrella, he passed it to Ah Li. Now the umbrella has recognized Ah Li as its master, and she has released all the innocent brides' souls that were trapped in the umbrella.

Those who died within seven days could return to the world of life, but those who died after the seventh day would be sent to the underworld to reincarnate through her method of walking in the underworld.

It is worth mentioning that Ali found that this black umbrella is very compatible with the rampant soldiers, and it is even a treasure of Yin, and its quality is far better than the Wuchang soldiers and horses altar.

Her five soldiers were all taken into this umbrella, where they could absorb the essence of the bright moon to continuously strengthen their ghosts and become stronger.

"Brother Jiu, have you finished your training so quickly?"

Ah Li came with two swords hanging from her waist and an umbrella in her hand. Her two little feet dangled in the air, looking playful and cute.

During this period of time, she has been guarding outside the door and never left.

"Ali, you have already marked my shadow so that you can sense my location. Now you stay here. If I am not back before dawn, remember to find Yue Ling to look for me together."

Zhang Jiuyang said seriously, without taking his eyes off the butterfly.

Although he did not sense any malicious intent, the matter of the butterfly was too mysterious, and even he could not tell its depth, so it was better to be cautious.

"Ok!"

Ah Li nodded, and quickly handed over her treasured umbrella, saying, "Brother Jiu, take this umbrella first. The Five Warriors are all inside, maybe you will need it."

Zhang Jiuyang did not refuse her kindness. He reached out to take the umbrella and chased after the butterfly.

……

The butterfly flaps its wings, like a fallen leaf, dancing slowly.

Zhang Jiuyang used his magical power of shrinking the earth and followed it silently, observing it carefully. He soon discovered something unusual about the butterfly.

He saw that most of the time the butterfly was very purposeful and was always guiding him to fly somewhere, but sometimes it would suddenly turn around and fly towards the flowers, as if it had suddenly lost its spirituality.

But soon it would fly up again, as if it could sense someone following it. When Zhang Jiuyang deliberately slowed down, it would stop and wait.

Just like that, under the moonlight, Zhang Jiuyang stepped on the cloth, shortened the distance, kept a distance that was neither too far nor too close, and followed the butterfly steadily.

They quickly left the city, flew across a river, and finally arrived at the Longtang River.

The river is fast-flowing, with a bridge on top and an ancient sword hanging under the bridge. It seems to be quite old and is covered with mottled copper rust.

Legend has it that there was a dragon living in this river, which was later killed by a Taoist priest. In order to prevent the dragon's vengeful spirit from haunting the area, the Taoist priest left his sword under the bridge to suppress the dragon with sword energy and maintain peace in the area.

Some people also said that there were many snakes in Jizhou and there were wars all year round, and the blood dyed the river surface red, which easily bred dragons. The ancient sword was hung to prevent the dragons from running into the water and flooding the villages on both sides.

After all, the Longtan River is a thousand miles long and connected to the East China Sea, making it a treasure land for dragons to swim.

Therefore, this river is called Longtang River.

After the butterfly stops here, it no longer moves forward, but circles around.

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to realize something. His eyes flashed, and he silently recited the Water Avoidance Technique. He stepped into the river and sank to the bottom.

The freezing cold river water was isolated from the outside by a mysterious force. Although his black hair fluttered in the water, his clothes and hair were not wet at all, and his breathing was unimpeded.

The bottom of the water was extremely dark, with undercurrents constantly surging, as if some giant creature was swimming quietly, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Zhang Jiuyang opened the third eye between his eyebrows, and with his blazing eyes, he directly illuminated the bottom of the water.

In an instant, the heavenly fire burned in the water, causing the river water to heat up rapidly.

Zhang Jiuyang's pupils condensed, because around him, he saw countless huge creatures, including dragon whisker catfish that were several meters long, crocodiles with serrated bodies like elephants, and even ordinary grass carp that grew to ten meters long.

All the fish and beasts in the entire Longtang River actually showed monster-like auras!
All the water monsters in the river crowded in front of the ancient bridge where the sword was hung. No one knew whether they were afraid of the sword or for some other reason, but they all stayed here and were unwilling to leave.

Some of them were so fierce that they even dared to attack Zhang Jiuyang.

However, the river water gurgled and boiled.

The scorching heavenly fire boiled the river water within a radius of dozens of feet in just a few breaths, causing the underwater monsters to be torn to pieces.

If someone were to cruise along the Longtang River at night at this moment, they would definitely smell the extremely rich aroma of meat.

Zhang Jiuyang ignored these little monsters and fled straight to an underwater cave where there were extremely powerful spiritual fluctuations.

The light of the Heavenly Eye quickly illuminated the cave.

Zhang Jiuyang was instantly shocked, as if struck by lightning.

The scene in the cave was exactly the same as what he had seen in his dream, and what caught his eye was a huge dragon corpse...

(End of this chapter)