The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 590: The Three Wonders, the Nobles, Are Really Hard to Die

The wrist was held down, and the opponent appeared almost suddenly, with a faint and empty aura, as if there was nothing.

Even with Zhang Jiuyang's spiritual perception, it was still a moment too late.

However, his reaction was very fast. Although he was shocked, he remained calm. The pure yang magic power in his body burst out like waves, and circulated rapidly according to the route of "Great Freedom Zhoutian Ultimate Intention".

In an instant, the power exploded several times.

The entire Jade Pavilion shook violently.

"Free and unrestrained, the ultimate intention is to become an immortal."

The abbot of Taiping Temple had flying hair and fluttering robes like a flag fluttering in the wind, but his figure was straight and tall, like a pine tree on a solitary mountain, no matter which direction the wind blew.

"Tian Yuan, don't you dislike this kind of killing technique and say it harms the harmony of nature? How come you have cultivated this technique to such a high level?"

The head of Taiping Temple looked at Zhang Jiuyang at this moment, his eyes once again showing a trance, and he muttered to himself.

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked, not only because he was unable to break free from the opponent's restraints, but also because the opponent revealed the essence of the Great Freedom Zhoutian Jiyi Gong in one sentence.

The Master of Taiping Temple seems to be very familiar with the skills of Yuding Palace?

And there’s Tian Yuan. Who is this person exactly? How could he not even look down upon the thirty-six techniques of Yuding Palace?
Senior brother never mentioned it.

Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath, and brilliant golden light bloomed on his skin, flowing with eternal brilliance. The vast Buddhist divine power emerged, like a dragon and an elephant rising up, and an arhat descending into the world.

Immortal golden body!

This time, the wrist of the master of Taiping Temple finally trembled, and the fairy light flowing on his fingers rippled and flickered.

His pupils were filled with ripples as he recognized that the person in front of him was not his former favorite disciple Tian Yuan, but Zhang Jiuyang.

The master of Taiping Temple took the initiative to let go of his hand, but stood in front of the Longevity Coffin.

"Master Zhang, let me ask you, are you willing to repay the karma of the Renyuan Golden Pill?"

He seemed very reluctant to fight with Zhang Jiuyang, and his smile was still warm, like a spring breeze, and his demeanor was calm and gentle, neither hurried nor slow.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved, and he was silent for a moment, then turned his gaze to the beautiful woman in the coffin.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Princess Yuzhen’s face seemed more rosy and energetic than the last time I saw her.

Could it be that things were not as he had guessed?
Originally, he guessed that the current emperor might have been possessed by the previous emperor's body, and was still coveting Princess Yuzhen's blood of immortality.

But now it seems that something is not right.

"The master of the temple has always been indifferent to worldly affairs and has always been a playful person. He is a great senior whom I admire. Do I really have to wade into this muddy water today?"

Although Zhang Jiuyang had a good impression of the Taiping Temple Master, he did not give in immediately. His voice remained calm and indifferent, as if he would take action at any time.

But he actually knew that it was impossible to take Princess Yuzhen away today.

Through the brief fight just now, he can already confirm that the strength of the Taiping Temple Master is at least the seventh level!
In addition, he had just made a breakthrough, his foundation was not stable, and he had to fight a series of battles. Now he had to concentrate on stabilizing the dragon veins of Shenzhou. Adding all these unfavorable conditions together, he had no confidence that he could win unless he prayed to the gods.

But the opportunity to invite the gods was so precious that Zhang Jiuyang was prepared to leave it to Tianzun unless it was absolutely necessary.

"You know, I've always been afraid of trouble, and I don't like to make enemies with people, especially a scary junior like you."

The Taiping Temple Master smiled and shook his head, "But there is nothing we can do. There are always things in life that we cannot let go of. Even people of my age will occasionally act impulsively."

"What is it that you can't let go of, senior?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked tentatively.

"With your current strength, I may not be able to defeat you in Luotian Dajiao. It is only a matter of time before you enter Qianling Mausoleum. Once you enter there, you will naturally know."

"Senior, please don't keep us in suspense. What is hidden in Qianling Mausoleum? I'm afraid it's not just a file." Zhang Jiuyang continued to probe. He was now more curious about Qianling Mausoleum. Why did it seem like everyone was paying attention to it?

Zhuge Yunhu is like this, the Moon Goddess is like this, the Emperor is like this, and even the Master of Taiping Temple is like this.

He had used the Liu Yao technique to calculate before, but the copper coins he used were directly blown to pieces. He originally thought that it was because Qianling Mausoleum was protected by a formation. Now it seems that it is probably not as simple as the formation.

"Qianling Mausoleum hides the greatest secret of this country. The leaders of the Luotian Grand Ceremony of all generations all know this secret, but most of them cannot accept it, so they cut off that memory themselves."

"It's the same for Yimei and Fangyuan, but I believe you will be an exception."

The master of Taiping Temple still did not reveal what the secret was, but his words made Zhang Jiuyang even more curious.

Will the winners of the Luotian Grand Ceremony in every generation spontaneously cut off that memory after entering Qianling Mausoleum?

With their cultivation and experience in the sixth realm, what is unacceptable?
After a moment of silence, Zhang Jiuyang stopped asking questions because he knew that the Taiping Temple Master would not say anything more.

"Senior, can you guarantee that Princess Yuzhen will be safe here?"

"Of course, I can promise."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, and then said no more. The void around him trembled, and his body seemed to be a fish swimming in the water, disappearing in an instant.

The magical power of the Emperor Bell dissipated, and everything in the palace returned to normal.

The wind continues to flow, the shadows of the trees sway, and the moonlight flows quietly like water.

The palace maids and eunuchs continued to do what they had just done. Except for a moment of absent-mindedness, as if they had forgotten something, they were unaware of anything else.

The abbot of Taiping Temple let out a light exclamation, and calculated repeatedly with his fingers, but his brows were slightly frowned, as if there was a tangled thread entangled in his fingertips, which he could not sort out for a long time.

After a long time, he finally gave up, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Good boy, you actually have a backup plan."

The magical power that can command the heaven and earth and shatter the void is already scary enough, but I didn’t expect that this is not the boy’s trump card.

Thinking of the miraculous sight of Taoist bells ringing all over the world that day, the master of Taiping Temple could not help but marvel at it.

What truth did he point out?
With such demeanor, even Tianyuan might be outshined.

Just as the master of Taiping Temple was sighing that the new generation was replacing the old one, there was suddenly a strange sound in the Changsheng Coffin.

Princess Yuzhen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened their eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes as pure as mountain snow, with a slight hint of blue, and the ripples in the water were like the rippling water of Tianchi Lake.

"Brother..."

She murmured softly, and then seemed to struggle to get up, but her brows were tightly furrowed and her whole body was unable to move.

In the end, she tried her best, but only took out half of the Pisces jade pendant from her arms.

But Zhang Jiuyang had already left at this time and did not notice this scene. Only the master of Taiping Temple noticed it and lowered his eyes.

He looked at the half of the Pisces jade pendant, with memories in his eyes.

"You have an amazing brother, Yao Ji... who gave birth to a good son."

"The noble Sanqi is indeed hard to die."

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(End of this chapter)