The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 495 Immortal Brewing, Immortal Brewing

"Little kid, you said I was a traitor?"

When Zhuge Yu said that the Painted Skin Master was a traitor, Zhang Jiuyang was shocked. He never expected that the other party was not talking about Yama, but his own incarnation, the Painted Skin Master!

However, with the power of the Tiandun Sword, he did not reveal the slightest flaw. Instead, he looked at Zhuge Yu with a vicious and disdainful look.

"It seems that I was not cruel enough when I peeled off your skin that year."

Contempt, disdain, and a vindictive attitude.

Zhang Jiuyang’s acting was so convincing that even if the real Painted Skin master was resurrected, there probably wouldn’t be much fault to be found.

Zhuge Yu's pupils condensed, as if he thought of the horrific experience that day. He sneered and said, "Why, Master Painted Skin, are you feeling guilty?"

"Guilty?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled contemptuously and said, "If you can't produce evidence today, I will make sure you can't leave this mountain. I don't think Tianzun will protect you either."

Zhuge Yu snorted, then took out a black scroll from his bosom and said, "Master Painted Skin, do you still remember this file? You thought you did it cleanly enough, but you don't know that Jingye Division still has a file about you!"

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked. Jingyesi?
He is a little confused now. Could it be that the Painted Skin Master is really a spy?

But that's not right. He remembered that the Painted Skin Master was the reincarnation of a corpse-reincarnating immortal who forcibly drilled into the body of a pregnant woman who was visiting Shenju Mountain and was born.

On his road to rise, he harmed countless people and left countless bones. How could such a person be a spy who obeyed the imperial court?

and many more!

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind and he discovered a place that he had overlooked.

The Painted Skin Master may not be a spy, then what about his previous life... the corpse-reincarnating immortal?
He seemed to have never known the origin of the corpse-reincarnated immortal buried in Shenju Mountain. After the reincarnation of the Painted Skin Master, he did not seem to awaken all of his memories of his past lives. His lifelong obsession was to get back his immortal skin.

"The Jingye Division is a special force that only obeys the orders of the emperors of Daqian. Its members are divided into watchmen, lantern bearers, judges, commanders and division masters from the lowest to the highest levels. The most mysterious of them is the division master."

"It is said that every head of the Jingye Division is a genius who can control the world, but they never show their true faces or real names. They only live in the shadows and manage the dark night of Daqian for Your Majesty."

"But unfortunately, the late emperor became senile in his later years and wanted to live forever, so he got a secret recipe called Immortal Wine."

"The wine recipe says that if you can take dragon liver, camphor, and dragon marrow and brew them into koji, then soak the wine with an immortal, cut open the skin bag, and dissolve the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys into the wine one by one, until only the human skin is left and the wine is clear, with a cold fragrance like the moon and no blood, then you will succeed."

Zhuge Yu's words made everyone feel a chill.

Immortal wine, actually want to brew the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys of immortals into wine? This is too absurd, even if they are all demons in the world, they have never heard of it.

Only the tiger swallowed quietly, as if he was fascinated by this fairy wine.

"It is said that if you drink one sip of this wine, you can live a hundred years longer. If you drink nine sips, you can live forever and ascend to heaven in broad daylight!"

Zhang Jiuyang sneered and said, "Such a ridiculous statement, can you believe it?"

Zhuge Yu said calmly: "You don't believe it, and neither do I, but for an emperor who is nearing the end of his life, he believes it."

"So on the one hand, he sent people to raise dragons, and even drove thousands of people into the water to feed the dragons within three years. On the other hand, he was looking for immortals."

The Moon Goddess laughed and said, "There are no immortals in this world. Even if there are, how can a mere emperor on earth murder them?"

Zhuge Yu nodded and said, "Although the old emperor is dim-witted, he was wise and brave when he was young. He naturally understands this principle, so he set his sights on the then Sizhu."

"The chief at that time was a genius of extraordinary talent. He had already cultivated to the peak of the seventh realm and had a great chance of reaching the eighth realm and becoming a Yang God. However, for the sake of that foolish old emperor, he abandoned his future and chose the path of becoming a corpse immortal."

Although the corpse-reincarnated immortal is called a scattered immortal or a pseudo-immortal, it still has the word "immortal" in it.

The seventh elder was surprised and said, "The peak of the seventh realm? Oh my goodness, with such a high level of cultivation, would he actually destroy his future for a mortal?"

"Destroy your own future?"

Zhuge Yu sneered and said, "Not only did he destroy his own future, the Master even sacrificed his own life. After becoming a Loose Immortal, he was willing to have his liver and gall bladder cut out, his heart and lungs dug out, and brewed in wine as a medicine."

Everyone was surprised when they heard this. Even though he was an immortal, he was rare in the world. Could he really be so loyal?
"You don't have to doubt it. Jingye Division was founded by Emperor Taizu of Daqian. Every head of the division is loyal and devoted to the emperor, even to the point of fanaticism. There must be some secrets in this."

After a pause, Zhuge Yu looked at the Painted Skin Master and said, "And you, Painted Skin Master, in your previous life, were the Si Master who turned into wine. All your internal organs were lost, and in the end, only an immortal skin was left."

"That human skin held a lot of resentment. The late emperor remembered your contributions and did not destroy you. Instead, he suppressed you in the God's Residence Mountain. However, he did not expect that many years later, the human skin would become a spirit, break free, and reincarnate as a human, but his memory is not complete."

"Because you had your heart dug out and your skin cut open in your previous life, you are obsessed with skinning and have the special ability to paint skin."

"As for the old emperor..."

Zhuge Yu smiled contemptuously and said, "He brought the Longevity Wine to the Tianmen Terrace in the Jade Tripod Ruins on purpose. It is said that it is the closest place to the sky and you can often see the fairy light from the sky. The old emperor wanted to ascend to heaven and become an immortal after drinking the Longevity Wine. As for the result..."

The Moon Goddess suddenly said, "In the spring of the second year of Yongshou, at midnight, the late emperor passed away in Mount Taixuan, and the whole country was in mourning."

Zhuge Yu laughed loudly, and there was a sense of pleasure in his voice.

"The old emperor drank a sip of the so-called Immortal Wine, and then he suddenly died. His death was extremely tragic. What kind of Immortal Wine is this? It turned out to be a deadly poison!!"

Zhang Jiuyang thought of the dragon's skeleton in the Longtang River and the suicide note left by the man named Shao Ming.

He said that he discovered a big secret of the emperor and hid the secret on the Tianmen Terrace in the Yuding ruins. Could it be related to this incident?

Zhang Jiuyang had no time to think about it, because he was about to face the biggest life-and-death challenge - how to clear himself of the suspicion of being a spy?
"Little kid, even if what you said is true, what does it have to do with me?"

Zhang Jiuyang said calmly: "The chief is the chief, and I am the chief. They are no longer related."

"is it?"

Zhuge Yu unfolded the scroll in his hand and showed the words inside to everyone.

"Although you are resentful and hate the court, all the previous heads of the department were loyal to the emperor and devoted to him. Even if you are a reincarnated body, the loyalty in your bones cannot be erased."

"This records in detail your connection with Jingyesi. The current emperor has reached an agreement with you, allowing you to manage your power in Yangzhou and cultivate Painted Skin. What you have to do is to control the Imperial Observatory for him and monitor the Shen family!"

When he said this, a hint of sadness appeared in Zhuge Yu's eyes.

He was also a member of the Imperial Observatory and fought bloody battles for this country. In order to clean out the skinners under the Painted Skin Master, many brothers died in Yangzhou and were buried in a foreign land!

When he learned that the emperor they were loyal to had already reached an agreement with the Painted Skin Master and promised the prosperous and beautiful city of Yangzhou to the other party.

What the emperor wanted was the lives of the men in the Imperial Observatory, and a country where no one dared to disobey his will and allow them to squander money and enjoy themselves.

How many strong men and young people full of vigor and vitality have become victims of politics.

Until their death, they still thought they were fighting for Daqian, but they didn't know that the one who really wanted them dead was the emperor of Daqian!

No matter whether it is the previous emperor or the new emperor, they are all bullshit!

He, Zhuge Yu, rebelled!
"Master Painted Skin, you are the traitor. Although you are not loyal to the Imperial Observatory, you have been selling Huang Quan's information to Jing Ye Si, causing Huang Quan to fail in his actions and suffer setbacks. All you get in return is your personal interests!"

"A traitor like you is worthy of joining Huangquan? Are you worthy of participating in Tianzun's great plan?" Zhuge Yu bowed to Tianzun and said respectfully: "Tianzun, the Painted Skin Master is a traitor. If he knew the real secret of Huangquan, he would definitely sell it out to Daqian's Jingye Division. Please kill him!"

Zhang Jiuyang's heart instantly rose to his throat.

He never imagined that the Painted Skin Master had such an identity in his previous life. He was the head of the Jingye Division.

Moreover, the Master of Painted Skin in this life actually had some connection with Jing Ye Si and was secretly communicating with him. He hid this fact so deeply that even his trusted subordinate Xiu Niang was unaware of it.

Zhang Jiuyang felt that this should be true, and not fabricated by Zhuge Yu.

Because when he was removing the Painted Skins in Yangzhou, he was indeed shocked by the power controlled by the Painted Skins. The entire Yangzhou was almost full of Painted Skins!
The horrific scene of countless people committing suicide in front of him and Yue Ling at the Yangzhou Lantern Festival that night is still vivid in his mind.

He was shocked at the time. How could the imperial court and the Imperial Observatory be so incompetent that they allowed the Painted Skin Master to grow and become so powerful silently?

Now after seeing this file, Zhang Jiuyang understood everything.

To the emperor, the disobedient Imperial Observatory posed a far greater threat than an evil spirit far away in Yangzhou.

The new king's methods are so vicious that they are truly chilling.

Zhang Jiuyang guessed that perhaps the new emperor had prepared other means for the Painted Skin Master. After all, emperors of previous dynasties had been able to make the Si Master loyal to him, and as the Si Master's reincarnation, the Painted Skin Master might not be able to escape his fate.

This is also the key reason why the emperor can be so tolerant of the Master of Painted Skin.

However, although he felt that Zhuge Yu was telling the truth, Zhang Jiuyang would never admit it at this moment.

"You little brat, you dare to slander me based on a file you didn't know where it came from?"

"When will it be the turn of an outsider from the Imperial Observatory to judge us, the people of Huangquan?"

As Zhang Jiuyang spoke, he stared at Tianzun.

"If the Heavenly Lord wants to kill me for this, I will not accept it. I believe the other Heavenly Stems will not accept it either. After all, if I can die because of a file today, you may not be able to die tomorrow!"

His words were agreed by many people.

The two-faced Buddha chanted a Buddhist name and said, "Amitabha, I think we should not be so arbitrary. We should first check the origin of this file to see if it is true."

The tiger also echoed.

Yan Luo did not speak. He and Painted Skin Master were sworn enemies, so it was too strange for him to speak for him at this time.

The others also waited and watched.

In fact, everyone present was smart and could see that what Zhuge Yu said was true. The Painted Skin Master was indeed a spy who relied on selling out Huangquan's information to seek benefits for himself.

But things like this... to be honest, can be big or small.

After all, Huangquan is just a loose alliance, and the ten heavenly stems each have their own power, so naturally they cannot be said to be loyal to Huangquan.

All in all, it depends on what Tianzun does.

"The dossier...is real. I can guarantee that."

Tianzun finally spoke, and just as he opened his mouth, Zhang Jiuyang's face changed drastically, and he became even more anxious.

"Anyone who betrays Huang Quan will be killed without mercy!"

Tianzun slowly raised one hand, and suddenly a terrifying aura rose into the sky, and everyone felt an indescribable sense of horror in their hearts at the same time.

Rumors are on the back.

Finished!

Zhang Jiuyang's Dao heart was sending out crazy warnings, as if he could sense the taste of death, and every pore on his body stood up.

This time he really shot himself in the foot.

If he had known this, he would have simply given up his identity as the Painted Skin Master. He wouldn't have had to go to so much trouble and put himself in danger.

But who could have known that Zhuge Yunhu did not betray him, and the traitor he pointed out was the Painted Skin Master, and the Painted Skin Master was really the traitor!

Zhang Jiuyang wanted to curse.

However, he forcibly used the Tiandun sword intent to cut off these negative emotions, making his heart peaceful and his mind clear, and he was trying hard to think of a way to survive.

The Lord of Heaven is about to take action. Without the trump card of summoning gods, there is no way to win. It will be a dead end.

But how can we stop Tianzun from taking action?
At this moment, even though Zhang Jiuyang was quite quick-witted, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and his brain was heating up.

Boom!

As Tianzun made his move, the entire Yellow Springs world seemed to resonate with him. The vast Yellow Springs water became turbulent, and Mount Yamfu trembled slightly, as if it could not withstand the aura of Tianzun when he made his move.

What’s even more terrifying is that as Tianzun took action, the surrounding time and space seemed to be disordered, and Zhang Jiuyang felt that his thinking had actually slowed down.

An inexplicable sense of Zen emerged from Mount Yamafu. This eerie and dark mountain seemed to have suddenly become the place where the Buddha attained enlightenment. It seemed very special in this endless underworld.

Be calm and unmovable like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to see his own cause and effect lines breaking one by one, but he was completely unable to resist and could hardly move at all.

Confusing cause and effect!

Tianzun was going to kill himself by confusing cause and effect, just like the abbot of Baiyun Temple!
Is there any way out of this impasse?

……

Under the moonlight.

With the help of one of the nine infants left by the Ghost Mother, Ao Li called Yousheng's name over and over again, but perhaps because he was in the underworld, the other party did not respond.

Just when she was feeling a little desperate, suddenly, the Nine Infants in the amber trembled slightly, and a voice sounded in her heart.

"Sister Ao Li, what's the emergency?"

Ao Li was overjoyed and said quickly, "Great, you are at the Huangquan Banquet now, go tell Zhang Jiu..."

Her voice paused slightly, and a hint of confusion appeared in her glassy eyes.

Zhang Jiu...what was that?

Why did I suddenly forget my husband’s name?
……

(End of this chapter)