The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 593: Move to Zifu, Emerge from Yangshen

Time is like water, passing away quietly.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed since Zhang Jiuyang overcame the tribulation and caused a big disturbance in the capital. However, the sensation caused by this incident has shown no sign of abating. Instead, it has spread more and more widely and become more and more mysterious.

Zhang Tianshi went down the mountain to survive the thunder catastrophe, and purple air came from the east for three thousand miles.

He was so angry for the beauty that he cut off the emperor's left and right arms.

After the battle, he shocked the imperial guards, broke into the palace alone and escaped safely.

What people talked about most was his invincible magical power of the Emperor Bell, which had the power to change the heaven and earth, move the stars and change the constellations. It was mysterious and unpredictable, and it was truly the supreme magical power of Taoism!
There were even reports that in the imperial palace, Zhang Tianshi and the number one Taoist master, the Taiping Temple Master, had fought each other, but there was no clear winner.

These news, true or false, swept across Kyushu like a storm, and even spread to Northern Liao and the Western Regions outside Daqian.

The name of Zhang Jiuyang, the founder of Longhu Mountain, became well-known and widely known throughout the world.

Longhu Mountain had also gone from being an ordinary sect that had just been established to one that was gradually becoming famous all over the world. Many people traveled across mountains and rivers to come and become disciples. When they heard that they only needed five dou of rice to practice, they were ecstatic.

For a moment, the huge Longhu Mountain could hardly hold it all.

The brocade letter from the clouds arrived gracefully.

"Master, I'm here to deliver a letter~"

Qingji came riding the wind, holding a letter, smiling, and shouted from a distance, full of energy.

In the White Tiger Pavilion, Zhang Jiuyang, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes, his left eye was Taiyin, and his right eye was Taiyang. A Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram was faintly forming behind him, with black and white colors flowing endlessly. Between breaths, his face actually changed significantly.

First he gradually grew old, with gray hair and gray face, and then his hair turned black, his lips turned red and his teeth became white, and he became as graceful as a young man.

Finally, his youthful face returned to its original state. He was as handsome as jade, bright and lively, with a faint glow flowing through his skin. He looked detached from the world, with extraordinary grace and without a trace of vulgarity.

Teenager, young adult, old age.

Just like Shaoyin and Shaoyang among the Four Symbols, the old yin and old yang, they encompass everything and give birth to countless things.

It is also like the legendary one qi transforming into three pure ones.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In a trance, the sunlight outside the window seemed to be brighter, and the cicadas in the trees seemed to chirp more cheerfully.

This is not an illusion, but a real scene.

My heart is the heart of heaven.

His every move now will even affect the surrounding weather and atmosphere, which already has the embryonic form of a Taoist temple.

If Miao Shenke were here, he would definitely be shocked.

The Dojo is the iconic magical power of the Eight Realms. A cultivator who possesses a Dojo is a world unto himself and can make rules, thus touching the realm of sacred immortals and Buddhas.

However, when Zhang Jiuyang was in the sixth realm, he had already achieved some enlightenment in the Taoist temple by relying on the magical power of the Tai Chi diagram. This was truly incredible.

"After a month, I have finally stabilized my realm and mastered the Divine Power of the Emperor Bell and the Divine Power of the Tai Chi Diagram. My strength has improved significantly compared to before."

Zhang Jiuyang was deeply moved. After entering the sixth stage and descending into the Holy Infant realm, his cultivation speed not only did not slow down, but became even faster than before.

All this was attributed not only to the hard work of his disciples, but most importantly to the magical power of Tai Chi that he had discovered.

Every time he used his supernatural powers, he felt as if he was outside of time, standing like a god on the long river of time, overlooking everything and gaining insight into the secrets of heaven.

That wonderful state gave him a unique advantage in his practice and enabled him to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

The next step is to continue nurturing the Holy Infant, and when the time is right, according to the seventh picture of Yuding Xuan Gong, "The Picture of the Five Qis Returning to the Origin", let the Holy Infant rise from the Huangting, subdue the five internal organs along the way, and finally move to the Niwan Palace in Zifu, waiting for the final leap to the sky and escape from the Yang God!

Therefore, the seventh realm is named Yi Zi Fu. The biggest obstacle to reaching the seventh realm is to subdue the five internal organs.

The heart god Dan Yuan, the lung god Hao Hua, the liver god Qing Long, the spleen god Huang Ting, and the kidney god Xuan Ming. When Zhang Jiuyang was cultivating the second realm, he had seen the kidney god Xuan Ming. In the endless black ocean, the giant turtle was like an island, which could easily stir up huge waves, as if it could drown the whole world.

At that time, he only needed to communicate with the kidney god Xuanming and obtain the "permission" to refine essence into qi, so it was relatively easy.

But what he has to do now is to use the Holy Infant to completely subdue the five internal organs, thereby completely opening up the divine power of the five internal organs and building an immortal body from the inside out.

This process is fraught with dangers. If the surrender fails, at best the Holy Infant will be seriously injured and the foundation of Taoism will be damaged. At worst, the Holy Infant will die and become a dead baby, and all his Taoism will be destroyed.

Follow the will of heaven and you will be a human being; go against the will of heaven and you will be an immortal.

The further you advance in the nine realms of immortality, the more dangerous it becomes. Anyone who can subdue the five internal organs and move the holy infant to the Purple Palace is an unparalleled genius.

But Zhang Jiuyang felt that he had a great advantage in reaching the seventh level, and he might be able to do it very quickly.

Because his holy infant is extraordinary and possesses the two great magical powers of 'Yu' and 'Zhou', he is naturally much more powerful than other holy infants, and it should not be difficult for him to subdue the five internal organs gods.

"Master, there are so many letters from you~"

Qingji flew in through the window and landed in Zhang Jiuyang's palm. He danced with joy and handed over the letters as if they were presenting treasures.

Qingji was loyal and ardent by nature. For them, being able to see their master from time to time and talk to him for a few words was the greatest satisfaction.

Zhang Jiuyang touched his little head and played with him for a while before taking the letters.

Most of them were letters from the heads of other sects, which were forwarded to him by Ao Li. They included letters from both large and small sects. Zhang Jiuyang simply ignored them and planned to read them later.

The first thing to read is naturally Ao Li's letter.

When the letter was unfolded, the beautiful and elegant handwriting of the lady appeared before his eyes. Every stroke had a cool taste, yet exuded a faint fragrance like water lotus.

"There are a lot of people at Longhu Mountain recently, and it's a bit noisy."

The first sentence made Zhang Jiuyang's mouth curl up slightly.

When others establish their own sects, they naturally want as many disciples as possible, but only the Dragon Girl would express her likes and dislikes so purely.

"There were many people secretly watching and trying to sneak into the Sutra Library when you were away, but they are all dead now."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned. It seemed that fame was not necessarily a good thing. A tall tree attracts the wind. The inheritance of Mount Longhu had already attracted many people to covet it.

He continued to read, wanting to know who were the blind ones.

"The violent girl should be giving birth soon, you have to take good care of her. Comment: Don't tell her that I secretly called her the violent girl."

"But if she still calls me white loach, you have to tell me."

This turn is really abrupt.

But this is Ao Li.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, as if he saw the beautiful woman in white clothes and with black hair like a waterfall, writing a letter under the moonlight, and thinking for half a day after writing for a while.

When I feel annoyed, just take a quick glance and the cicadas outside the window will stop chirping.

The dragon girl is good at playing the flute, but not good at writing.

Because before she met Zhang Jiuyang, she had never met anyone worth writing to.

"I feel something is wrong. Yousheng returned the Yellow Spring Order to me again and hinted to me that the Lord of the Underworld seems to be making a big move. She has even had difficulty leaving the Underworld to perform her duties as a priest recently."

"All the evil soldiers and generals seem to have been mobilized..."

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(End of this chapter)