The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 557: Longevity Coffin

When the emperor heard this, the fat on his face trembled slightly, and his eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"I believe it is not too late. As long as you can help me, just like you did before..."

The other party waved his sleeves and directly refused: "I have already repaid the favor I owed to the Daqian royal family. Your Majesty, you also know my character. I am timid and lazy. Whether Daqian is glorious or destroyed in the future, it has nothing to do with me."

Hearing this ruthless rejection, even though the emperor was very good at cultivating his qi, his face darkened.

"Even if I promise you the position of Imperial Master, you can't make the Master even slightly moved?"

He no longer called himself "Sir", but "Master".

It turns out that the person who is playing chess with the emperor in the imperial study at this moment is the master of Taiping Temple, who is recognized as the number one person in Taoism today.

No one knows his identity and origin, even his name is unknown. All we know is that he suddenly appeared and founded the Taiping Temple. He rarely shows up, but his disciples are all outstanding people.

Among them, Taoist Fang Yuan is a sixth-level immortal.

Since the time of the previous emperor, the abbot of Taiping Temple had been highly trusted and treated as a guest of honor. After the previous emperor passed away, the new emperor relied on him even more and even wanted to appoint him as the national teacher.

The last Luotian Grand Ceremony, the abbot of Taiping Temple did not participate, but his disciple Taoist Fang Yuan overwhelmed all the other masters and took the top spot, making Taiping Temple completely famous throughout the world.

People all say that Taoist Fang Yuan is better than his master, but Taoist Fang Yuan said that before he entered the sixth realm, he felt that he was about to catch up with his master. However, after entering the sixth realm, he found that the gap not only did not increase, but became even greater.

“Before the Sixth Realm, I saw Master like looking at the moon in a well. After the Sixth Realm, I saw Master like a mayfly looking at the sky.”

Taoist Fang Yuan's words are still being circulated throughout the world, and many people are speculating about what realm the abbot of Taiping Temple has reached.

The emperor knew the answer very well.

"Of course I am moved."

The Taiping Temple Master laughed and said, "It's more than just excitement. I'm actually scared to death. My heart is beating wildly. The position of the Imperial Master is a hot potato."

After a pause, he stabbed again.

"Not even a dog."

The emperor's face darkened, but he didn't dare to get angry. He could only suppress his anger and said, "Sir, you don't want to be the emperor. Taoist Fang Yuan may not think so."

"That's his business. If he dies, it has nothing to do with me."

The master of Taiping Temple made the last move and won the game easily. He patted his sleeves and was about to leave, preparing to return to his own little house for a nap.

"Your chess is terrible and boring."

Looking at his departing back, the emperor suddenly shouted, "Sir, I don't believe you don't want to avenge him at all?"

The figure of the temple master paused slightly.

"Sir, you have already read the file. I don't believe that you can still sleep peacefully? Can you still hide in the small building and ignore the world?"

The abbot of Taiping Temple turned around slowly, and the cynicism on his face disappeared, replaced by a deep calmness, so calm that it made people feel a little uneasy.

He looked at the emperor with his deep eyes, then shook his head and said, "You are not enough."

"But what if we add the imperial seal?"

The emperor was delighted, knowing that the other party had shown some signs of weakness, and he finally revealed his true colors.

"The Imperial Seal..."

There was a ripple in the eyes of the master of Taiping Temple, and a flash of memories appeared in his eyes.

"You found the imperial seal?"

"Not yet, but it will be there soon. As long as you are willing to help me, I will also use the power of the whole country to help you!"

The abbot of Taiping Temple remained silent for a long time.

……

"Give me back my life!!!" "Dad, Mom, it hurts so much, my child's body hurts so much!"

“It’s so cold, so cold!”

"Save us, someone save us!!"

The moment he pushed open the door, the scene in front of Zhang Jiuyang suddenly changed, as if he had arrived in the hell and saw the miserable conditions of countless dead souls.

There were mountains with small cage-like holes on them, and many dead souls were crowded in each hole.

Some of them had flames burning on their bodies, with no healthy skin from head to toe. Others were shivering with cold, their faces purple and stiff from the cold. Some were drowned, crushed to death, or hanged...

Zhang Jiuyang's expression changed.

He had conquered countless demons and encountered many strange things, but this was the first time he had seen such terrible resentment.

The weight of resentment in this place has almost formed a distorted world, evolving into a vision of endless purgatory and the howling of tens of thousands of ghosts.

Zhang Jiuyang counted with his fingers and found that millions of wronged souls had gathered here, leaving behind such horrific resentment.

No wonder they had to draw upon the palace’s dragon energy to suppress it.

Ghost hands stretched out to him, as if trying to drag him into the endless purgatory, but Zhang Jiuyang knew that these were just illusions. A flash of sword intent appeared in his eyes, and his sword flew into the air, directly cutting down the ghost mountains.

In a flash, those horrifying scenes disappeared. This was just an ordinary palace. The only unusual thing was the crystal coffin in the center.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't pay attention to the strange crystal coffin. Instead, he shouted, like the sound of wind and thunder, shaking the surrounding walls.

Ali and Shao Yun woke up at the same time.

Ali was fine, she was originally a ghost, but after obtaining "Nezha Conquers the Dragon King", her soul began to become more solid, like a ghost god, and she had a strong resistance to the impact of these resentful thoughts.

But Shao Yun almost went insane, his face was burning hot, murderous intent filled his mind, and he was almost possessed.

"Master, I'm sorry, I embarrassed you."

Shao Yun lowered his head, looking ashamed.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, touched his head and said, "The resentment here is too strong, countless times stronger than in the cold palace. Even people in the fifth realm may not be able to stop it."

After a pause, he consoled her, "You have the Demon Slaying Map of Master Erlang in your hand. You just need to practice diligently. When your Heavenly Eye is fully opened, these grievances will naturally be powerless against you."

Shao Yun nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with fighting spirit again.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled. As long as his disciple practiced diligently, he, as a master, could be lazy. He didn't know what changes would happen to his own third eye when Shao Yun opened his third eye.
"Brother Jiu, this coffin is so beautiful!"

Ali walked forward and looked at the crystal coffin with sparkling eyes.

"Huh? The sister in the coffin is so beautiful!"

Through the lid of the crystal coffin, she saw a stunning beauty lying inside, who looked like a jade sculpture. She was wearing a gorgeous and flowing robe with an ancient pattern of smoke and blue clouds. Her facial features were as delicate as those of a lady in a painting, and her face was rosy, as if she was asleep.

Ah Li stretched out her hand to touch the crystal coffin, but was stopped by Zhang Jiuyang.

"Longevity..."

He looked at the two ancient characters engraved on the side of the coffin and was shocked.

The Longevity Coffin is the supreme treasure used by the corpse-driving clan to cultivate zombies!

"If I were you, after recognizing this coffin, I would definitely hide as far away as possible and never look back."

Just then, a woman's voice sounded at the door, with a hint of laziness in her charm.

She was holding a wounded red fox, her eyes full of smiles.

……

(End of this chapter)