The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 601: The Power of the Sky Eye
Among the gods in Chinese Taoism, many have a third eye, such as Leizu, Wang Lingguan, Ma Wangye, etc.

But the most famous among them must be Erlang Zhenjun.

Legend has it that Erlang Shen's third eye has two magical powers. One is that he can see through all false changes. Even Sun Wukong's seventy-two transformations can be seen through by him.

The second is that it can shoot out a golden light, pierce through the clouds and sky, chase the wind and lightning, and can easily penetrate gold and iron and explode mountains.

If Wang Lingguan's heavenly eye focuses on fire, the heavenly fire that burns all the sins in the world, then Erlang Shen's heavenly eye focuses on seeing through changes and destructive power.

Zhang Jiuyang's brows felt warm, as if there was a small sun hidden inside, illuminating his sea of ​​consciousness.

He felt that his soul had become much stronger again, as if some secret treasure had been opened, mysterious and mysterious, which could only be understood but not described.

The visualization diagram originated from him. The third eye that Shao Yun had opened with great difficulty was opened instantly by Zhang Jiuyang, and its power was even greater than that of his disciple, and he had mastered the magic of the True Lord.

It was just that this power came too suddenly, and the power in his pupils surged like a thousand-foot-high wave, making him dizzy for a moment.

It's not that he was injured, but his soul expanded too much in an instant, causing his brain to be overloaded.

Pfft!
The golden light that pierced through the sky and the earth gradually dissipated, Shao Yun jumped out from the bottom of the lake, and the water droplets on his body turned into mist and dissipated.

He was dressed in a black robe and holding a three-pointed, double-edged spear. His figure seemed to have grown a lot taller and he looked very heroic. The third eye between his eyebrows was glowing and blinking gently, expressing his emotions clearly.

When he saw his master's pale face, slightly staggering figure, and fingertips stained with blood, Shao Yun's eyes suddenly revealed an unconcealable emotion.

He lost his mother and father when he was young. Apart from his uncle, the master was the only one who treated him so sincerely.

With the master's abilities, he could enter any dangerous place without getting hurt, and could come and go freely in the palace. No one could stop him, let alone hurt him.

But now, in order to help him practice, he was injured.

Tomorrow is the day when the Luotian Grand Ceremony will be held...

He knelt down, his face filled with shame, and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I..."

"stand up."

Zhang Jiuyang looked at him quietly, speaking in a loud voice.

"A man's knees are made of gold. Moreover, you are now His descendant. Even the Emperor of Heaven would not kneel to you. Don't lose His grace."

Shao Yun suddenly raised his head, his eyes bright and his expression excited.

"Yes!!"

He could feel the Master's respect and love for the visualization picture, but even so, the Master still gave the visualization picture to him.

Having wandered since childhood, he cherishes this feeling of being trusted very much.

The only thing he could do was to live up to his master and the deity named Erlang Zhenjun in the visualization picture.

"Now, I will give you a task."

Zhang Jiuyang sent the children back to the room and let them sleep beside Yue Ling. Then he walked out the door and said to Shao Yun, A Li and Ao Ya: "Protect them well. No one is allowed to enter this room before I come back."

"If anyone attacks, no matter who they are, they will be killed on the spot!!"

Shao Yun looked determined and said firmly: "Disciple will protect Master's wife and children until death!"

He stood guard outside the house, while A Li and Ao Ya stayed inside to make sure nothing was neglected.

Zhang Jiuyang nodded slightly, and then opened his third eye between his eyebrows.

His third eye has undergone obvious changes. Before, it was as blazing as a torch, burning fiercely, full of hostility and tyranny.

The Heavenly Eye now is filled with a sacred and solemn meaning, flowing with a faint golden light. If you look closely, you will find that there are two layers of pupils in it.

The innermost layer was burning like a flame, while the outer layer was shining brightly like a sun ring, dazzling and eye-catching.

Even the sun ring was still rotating slightly, like the trajectory of the stars in the sky, containing unspeakable mysteries.

When he saw that eye, Shao Yun's third eye suddenly shrank and a feeling of surprise emerged.

For some reason, he actually had a very familiar feeling. Looking at his master's third eye, he felt a sense of closeness and an inexplicable awe.

The slight sense of complacency that he had just felt because of cultivating the third eye was now gone.

Compared with his master, he is still far behind.

Zhang Jiuyang looked into the void with his heavenly eyes, as if he was looking for something. His gaze not only spanned the heaven and earth, but also seemed to see beyond the void, the separation between yin and yang.

After an unknown amount of time, his eyes lit up slightly.

"Found it." Shao Yun was stunned. What did he find?

Why can't he see it?

Before he could think more, the sound of the imperial bell rang in his ears, as if it came from a very far distance, yet as if it was very close. The next moment, the master's figure disappeared.

He immediately perked up and looked around closely, not missing any corner.

What the master has instructed us to do must be completed!

Except for the Master, anyone who wants to step through this door must step over his dead body!

……

Where yin and yang meet, life and death are in the balance.

This is the boundary between the underworld and the world of the living, a corner forgotten by the world, dead silent and without any life.

Everything is black, white and grey. Anyone who comes in seems to lose their own colour.

Mountains are dead, water is dead, and people are dead.

Only the legendary ghost soldiers and generals, gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons can enter here freely.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the surrounding void, and then a figure appeared here.

He seemed to have lost his own color, but the eye between his eyebrows was still shining with golden light and the flame was still burning.

As he looked, the world seemed to have colors.

There was nothing in front of him, but Zhang Jiuyang smiled coldly.

"Playing with illusion?"

The third eye between the eyebrows shone brightly, the two pupils rotated endlessly, and the surrounding world began to distort.

The mountains are sinking, the water is flowing backwards, and the world seems to be turned upside down.

After everything turned upside down, the mountains are still mountains, the water is still water, but the world has undergone drastically changed.

Three figures appeared in front of Zhang Jiuyang, using the three talents to cast a formation and trapped a woman.

There was a small and exquisite jade seal on the top of the woman's head, engraved with four ancient characters "Yousheng Baoyin", which sprinkled wisps of divine power around her.

At the same time, there were golden rays of merit shining on her body.

But the three figures stood still. Each of them had white hair that even hung down to their feet. Their clothes were tattered, and they looked like savages. Their wrinkled faces had long been soaked by the years.

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned.

They turned out to be three people who had been practicing in seclusion for who knows how many years. Each of them had reached the sixth realm of cultivation, but they all came to the end of their lives.

The three of them seemed to have an innate tacit understanding. When they joined forces, even a high-ranking Yin God like Yousheng was unable to fight back and could only watch his divine power being sealed bit by bit.

"Benefactor!"

"Master Zhang!!"

The moment Zhang Jiuyang appeared, Yousheng's eyes were filled with joy and he shouted for help.

The three of them didn't care at all, as if what came was a stone or a blade of grass.

"Nymph Yousheng, there is no need to waste your breath. The great formation that the three of us have set up to confuse the heavens and the earth cannot be broken by anyone except the Heavenly Lord."

"Alas, the world is getting worse and worse. How can a young boy like me be called a Heavenly Master?"

Before he could finish his words, a terrifying golden light instantly pierced through his heart. The flesh and blood on his heart turned black and wisps of black smoke rose.

"The world is really in decline now. All kinds of old people dare to jump out."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly, looking at the slowly falling body, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"At this age, you still don't know how to prepare a coffin for yourself."

"No, he'd die if he wasn't careful."

……

(End of this chapter)