The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 551: Master Zhang cuts the dragon vein
At the moment Zhang Jiuyang drank the tea, the emperor's hand holding the teacup clenched slightly, and a very subtle fluctuation appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, countless pairs of eyes were staring at the teacup in his hand.

Breaking the cup is the number!

He had indeed laid a tight net around the Imperial Garden. As long as he dropped the teacup in his hand, countless experts would appear in an instant.

The Dragon Veins of China, the Eight Formations for Protecting the Nation, and the accumulation of more than 600 years of heritage of the Daqian royal family will burst out in an instant and be used to eliminate the youngest master of Taoism in front of them.

But when the moment really came, he hesitated.

The hand holding the teacup slowly lowered its hand and finally placed it on the table.

The tense atmosphere dissipated like ice and snow.

The emperor waved his hand and whispered an order, and soon someone brought two boxes of jade chess pieces.

"Master Zhang, how about playing a game of chess with me?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly and said, "Your Majesty summoned me here just to play chess?"

The emperor slowly raised his eyes, and a gleam of sharpness suddenly flashed in those turbid eyes that were filled with wine, sex, money and anger.

It was like a flash of lightning at the beginning of chaos.

In an instant, Zhang Jiuyang's heart trembled, and he felt that the emperor in front of him seemed to have become a different person. His majesty was extremely great, but fleeting.

Snapped!
The emperor, playing with black, made the first move, and with this move, the dragon vein of Shenzhou suddenly moved, as if it had escaped into the chessboard and transformed into a black dragon with bared fangs and claws.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes narrowed. The emperor actually controlled the dragon veins with ease. This alone was extremely rare.

Since ancient times, emperors have all been protected by dragon veins and are immune to invasion by ghosts and gods, but they can only passively endure it and cannot actively control it.

But how could this fat emperor, who was seen as incompetent by the world, be able to control the dragon veins so skillfully?

"Master Zhang, make your move."

The emperor's eyes had completely changed. There was a kind of calmness as if he was facing the abyss, and there was also a faint scrutiny, as if he was trying to see through Zhang Jiuyang.

Zhang Jiuyang knew that this was not just a game of chess, but also an invisible contest.

He wants to conquer the dragon vein of China by himself.

A trace of solemnity appeared in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes. He stopped talking and placed a piece on the ground. With the placement of this piece, the ground veins in the palace actually moved, and a rockery moved three inches to the right.

The black dragon on the chessboard suddenly roared, and a nail appeared three inches away from its body, cutting off part of the dragon's energy.

Dragon veins are the art of Feng Shui. After the dragon veins enter this small chessboard, it becomes a formation board for controlling the land of China. Every time a piece is placed, it can move the veins of the earth, push mountains and cut off the seas, and play games by changing the terrain.

What the two of them were competing in was no longer chess skills, but feng shui, formations, and their understanding of Taoism.

It is mysterious, yet it really exists.

The emperor made his move calmly, not only allowing the black dragon to break free from its restraints, but also forcing it to move closer to Zhang Jiuyang, revealing its claws.

Zhang Jiuyang was also calm and followed suit.

On the vast land of China, mountains are quietly moving, rivers are inexplicably changing their courses, and plants are withering and growing again.

However, they tacitly avoided cities where civilians lived so as not to affect people's normal lives.

But even so, many people still felt the slight vibration of the ground, and the houses were shaking slightly.

There seems to be an earthquake in the distance.

I don’t know how long it took, but even with Zhang Jiuyang’s magical power, he was sweating slightly on his forehead.

Changing the world is by no means an easy task. The two men used the tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers of China as chess pieces to play against each other. The emperor had the support of the dragon veins, so the consumption was not great, but every time he placed a piece, he was using his own powerful magic power to push it forward.

It is equivalent to moving mountains, shifting rivers, breaking peaks, and covering the sea without stopping for a moment...

The consumption involved can be imagined.

Gradually, Zhang Jiuyang fell into a disadvantage, and his moves became slower and slower. The black dragon in the chessboard was covered in blood, but it had already appeared in front of him, opening its bloody mouth. He used the secret techniques of Yuding Feng Shui and the many methods of Zou Yin Feng Shui to perform the method of suppressing the dragon and cutting the veins, using the mountains as nails and the rivers as knives, trying to cut the dragon veins, but found that he was still unable to do so.

"Master Zhang, let's end this game here. You only have one chess piece left."

Before we knew it, there were only one white piece left out of the 108 on the chessboard.

Zhang Jiuyang did not say anything, but quietly picked up the last white piece and slowly put it down.

The next moment, Longhu Mountain, six hundred miles away from the capital, suddenly moved. The disciples saw a huge black dragon circling in the air, covered in blood, and falling from the sky with a mournful cry.

There were a total of 108 nails inserted into its body, and the longest of them pierced deeply into its dragon head, cutting off all dragon energy.

The disciples were very frightened when they saw the black dragon falling, but the strange thing was that the black dragon disappeared in mid-air.

In the end, it was Ao Li who came out to take charge of the situation and calm the atmosphere.

She just looked at the capital city in the distance, with a hint of worry in her glazed pupils.

What on earth happened there? Why did the power of the earth veins of Longhu Mountain suddenly shift? She felt Zhang Jiuyang's strength. Could it be that he encountered a strong enemy?
Although she really wanted to go to Beijing to find out what was going on, she still held back.

Zhang Jiuyang asked her to guard Longhu Mountain and protect these disciples who are still growing, and she would definitely do it.

……

"It turns out that the last chess piece is Longhu Mountain."

The emperor sighed and said, "Master Zhang is really good at this. The previous 1,807 chess pieces were all paving the way for this last one. I deserve to lose."

The dragon energy flew out from the chessboard and turned into dragon veins again. However, in the dragon's eyes looking at Zhang Jiuyang, there was a hint of human fear.

"Isn't it the same for Your Majesty? Aren't you doing all this for now?"

Zhang Jiuyang looked into his eyes and said calmly, "Now, it's time for your Majesty to have his last child."

The emperor raised the teacup expressionlessly, as if he wanted to drink tea.

Although Zhang Jiuyang had defeated the dragon vein at this moment, he was also extremely exhausted. In addition, the Heavenly Man Five Decay Pill was about to take effect, so any golden body could not function temporarily.

It's the best time to ambush and kill!
……

White Tiger Pavilion.

Yue Ling has put on her armor again. She is wearing her most iconic Ming Wang heavy armor. Except for the face mask, her whole body is wrapped in iron armor. The red cloak is fluttering behind her, and the Overlord Spear in her hand is full of murderous aura.

She held the reins of the Snow-Treading Divine Horse, her eyes firm and sharp, like a general about to go into battle.

Behind her were a dozen or so death warriors trained by the Yue family. Each of them had a fourth-level cultivation level, which was considered one of the few strong foundations of the Yue family.

Since the tragedy at the Duke's Mansion, the Yue family has been severely damaged. Even after more than ten years of recuperation, they have not been able to fully recover.

"Report, it's the 15th hour!"

"Two quarters past four o'clock!"

"It's three o'clock!"

Yue Ling listened quietly as her subordinates kept reporting the time. Although what she was about to do next was earth-shattering and outrageous, she remained calm and composed, with a look of serenity.

When his men shouted out "Si time and seven quarters", Yue Ling's eyes flashed, she picked up her gun and jumped on her horse. Although she was pregnant, her movements were still smooth and seamless.

Snapped!
She put on the Mingwang mask and her voice was as loud as a sword drawn from its sheath.

"All the generals, follow me into the palace!"

"promise!!"

The general mounted his horse, trampled Chang'an Street, and headed straight for Chengqian Gate.

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(End of this chapter)