The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 513: If there is a national mourning, the whole world will be in white

Paranirmita-vasavada Heaven?
When Shao Yun heard the name, he was shocked. When Uncle Ya was teaching him the martial arts, he told him that this martial arts lacked the most core inheritance, which was called "Hua Zizai Tian".

Only by cooperating with that set of magical mental methods can one repair the damage to the meridians caused by practicing the exercises, and then break them down and then rebuild them, so that the meridians can be continuously strengthened.

However, they lacked this most core set of mental methods, so the more they used their energy to fight the enemy, the more damage their meridians would suffer. Over the years, the damage would accumulate and the meridians might even become blocked or broken, leading to paralysis of the whole body.

His dumb uncle was originally tall and strong, but he practiced too much energy, which caused his meridians to become blocked and deformed, resulting in his current ugly appearance with a hunchback.

Wow!

The mute servant crawled out from the rubble again, with a fierce look in his eyes. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Shao Yun was safe and sound.

"Uncle Ya, I'm fine. On the contrary, I feel very relaxed. Master Zhang has expelled the blood clots in my meridians. You should meditate quickly and remember the path of the palm strike that Master Zhang took just now!"

Shao Yun was very smart and understood the key problem immediately. He quickly told Uncle Ya not to miss the opportunity.

The mute servant was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that although he felt the palm strike just now was as powerful as thunder and as heavy as a mountain, and even as if he was being beaten into a pulp.

But now he was not injured. Instead, his back, which had been hunched over for many years, straightened up inexplicably, and he felt an indescribable sense of relief from head to toe.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to silently feel the palm strike that had just been taken.

It doesn't matter if you don't feel it, but you will be immediately shocked. The circulation of the magic power in that palm seems to be very consistent with the Great Freedom Zhoutian Jiyi Gong, just like the last missing piece of a puzzle.

In an instant, the bottleneck in his martial arts that he had not been able to break through for a long time actually felt like it was loosening.

Heri-vasavartin Heaven!
These five words emerged in his mind. At this moment, he was finally sure that the other party was the legendary Jade Tripod successor Zhang Jiuyang, and not someone from the imperial court or other forces.

"Little Shao Yun, you are really loyal and righteous. You just reminded me because you were afraid that I would get angry and beat your dumb uncle to death."

Zhang Jiuyang said leisurely.

Shao Yun smiled, scratched his head and said nothing.

"Sir, there are people spying on us from the dark. Should we kill them all?"

Ao Li suddenly spoke, and at the same time, her beautiful eyes looked towards some dark corners, waiting for Zhang Jiuyang's order and then she was ready to clear the area.

In an instant, the monks who were secretly watching from afar felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave, and their hearts were filled with frantic warnings.

"Escape, escape!"

Those people fled in a hurry, and a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar appeared and saluted Zhang Jiuyang and Ao Li with his fists clasped.

"I didn't know it was Master Zhang who came to visit us. We are so presumptuous. I hope Master Zhang and your wife will forgive us!"

The corner of Ao Li's mouth curled up, and the jade finger that had just been raised was put down again.

"This guy can talk."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and shook his head, then took a deep look at Xiao Shaoyun and said, "If I'm not mistaken, these people are not from Jingye Division, but are... protecting you in secret."

This is also the reason why he did not take action. Otherwise, if they were people from Jingyesi, he would have started killing them long ago.

Shao Yun took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Jiuyang and said, "Master Zhang, they are not trying to protect me, but they want to learn the last secret left by my father from me."

Zhang Jiuyang was moved when he heard this. It seemed that Shao Ming was indeed hiding something.
After a pause, he asked apprehensively, "Master Zhang, can I trust you?"

"Maybe."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled, said these four words, and then said nothing else.

If Shao Yun wanted to talk, he would listen. If he didn't want to talk, he wouldn't force him. After all, it was a secret passed down from someone else's family. He didn't care whether he wanted to wade into this muddy water or not. He only intervened because the other party practiced the Jade Ding technique.

If the other party still refuses to believe it, he will turn around and walk away.

Shao Yun had outstanding spiritual perception. He felt that he was in the process of making a crucial decision. If he made a mistake, his future life might be completely different.

But despite his young age, he was quite decisive. He didn't hesitate for long before speaking frankly to Zhang Jiuyang.

"Master Zhang, my father was a member of the White Clothes Alliance before he joined the Jingye Division."

When the three words "White Robe Sect" came out, Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were filled with ripples.

He had heard Yue Ling mention this name before. It was said that there was a group of evil cult rebels hidden in Shenzhou, called the White Clothes Alliance.

This group of people do not wear white clothes. The reason they are called the White Clothes Alliance is because of a slogan in the religion.

"If there is a national mourning, the whole world will be in white!"

The purpose of the White Alliance is to assassinate the king!
The lower levels of the church are composed of common people who can no longer bear the heavy taxes and tyranny of cruel officials, and they act as the church's eyes and ears. The middle and upper levels are composed of strange people, wandering cultivators, and even evil cultivators.

In short, there are all kinds of people, and most of them are gangsters.

Although the imperial court has repeatedly cracked down on the White Shirt League, as long as tyranny and corruption continue, the White Shirt League will always revive.

In the Imperial Observatory, the White Tiger Pavilion led by Yue Ling was only responsible for dealing with ghosts and evil spirits, and had never dealt with the White Alliance.

What Zhang Jiuyang didn't expect was that Shao Ming, the former judge of the Jingye Division, was actually a member of the White Clothes Alliance. No wonder he discovered the old emperor's secret. He must have been secretly investigating after lurking in the palace.

However, he did not have time to spread this secret. Instead, he told his family and left a suicide note before his death.

The people from the White Clothes Alliance and the Jingye Division simultaneously targeted Shao Yun, all for the same reason.

Perhaps Shao Ming realized that he would meet with an unexpected disaster, so he wanted to let his family spread the secret, but he did not expect that the old emperor was so cruel and ruthless that he would directly wipe out the entire family.

"Master Zhang, this secret was told to me by Uncle Ya. He was originally a village guard in Pingshan Village outside Baimei City. He was simple-minded and was bullied since he was a child. My father often protected him and played with him when he was young."

"Later, Daddy had a fortuitous encounter in Taixuan Mountain and embarked on the path of cultivation. He first joined the White Clothes Alliance and then the Jingye Division. He rose rapidly in the ranks and was even highly regarded by the Emperor."

"But Daddy never forgot Uncle Ya. He secretly taught Uncle Ya the skills and helped him improve his bones and practice the basics. He also asked Uncle Ya to protect our family in secret."

"Later, my father...died. My house caught fire, and no one from the White Alliance dared to come to the rescue. It was Uncle Mute who rushed in despite the fire, and then took me to hide from place to place. In order to avoid being discovered, he disfigured himself and swallowed red-hot charcoal to make his throat mute."

Zhang Jiuyang glanced at the mute servant, his eyes moved.

It is admirable that one can do this just because of a childhood friendship.

"Since you have already escaped, why are you in Baimei City? And what is the secret your father left behind?"

"I took the initiative to ask to return to Baimei City, and hiding in Shao Mansion was also my idea."

Shao Yun raised his head and looked at Zhang Jiuyang, saying, "Because I heard that His Majesty gave you the deed to Mount Taixuan, and you are the heir of Yuding."

"So I think you will definitely come here and rebuild the Yuding Palace!"

"And the secret my father left behind is hidden in the Yuding Palace."

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(End of this chapter)