The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 654: Red Hair Curse, Fighting Qianling

In the hall, everyone was paying close attention to Taizu's will. At first, everything was normal, except that the picture was no longer displayed.

But as time passed, the will suddenly began to tremble violently, and even the emperor who was holding it could hardly hold it.

Yue Ling immediately tightened the Overlord Spear in his hand, his eyes full of concern and worry.

She tried hard to open the third eye between her eyebrows, trying to see what was happening inside, but in the end she found it was in vain.

"Amitabha, could it be that Master Zhang and Emperor Taizu have fought each other?"

The monk Kongwen from Qingliang Temple suddenly exclaimed: "He is truly a young hero. He is not afraid of Emperor Taizu at all."

The old monk's sudden words surprised everyone.

If the most low-key person in the entire Luotian Grand Ceremony is the abbot of Taiping Temple, then the second low-key person is the monk Kongwen from the second largest Buddhist temple in Yongzhou.

He seldom spoke and did not participate in any social activities. Apart from occasionally chatting with the young monks around him, he kept silent.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he suddenly praised Zhang Jiuyang.

However, this content inevitably had the suspicion of adding fuel to the fire. At this moment, the emperor's face looked a little ugly. After all, Emperor Taizu had a very high status in Daqian.

"It's just a test. The Emperor Taizu has no objection. Why are you in such a hurry, old monk? Do you also like to enter the palace?"

Before Yue Ling could say anything, it was Master Linghui who spoke first, and her words were full of aggression.

The little monk behind the monk Kongwen laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at? Your master is still grinning even when being scolded. Accepting you as a disciple is worse than raising a pig."

Master Linghui scolded again.

The little monk stopped smiling immediately, his smile faded little by little, and he looked at her deeply.

Nun Linghui wanted to continue scolding, but she heard a crisp sound, like cloth tearing. She was startled and turned her head to look.

I saw that the extremely precious will of Emperor Taizu actually had cracks on it, and the cracks were still expanding.

"It's terrible. The cave world in this imperial edict is about to collapse. If Zhang Tianshi doesn't come out, I'm afraid it will be dangerous!"

Those present were all the heads of various major sects. Each sect had a secret cave for disciples to practice in seclusion or to use as a treasure house for the sect.

Once this kind of small cave world collapses, if the people inside do not escape in time, they may be lost in the endless void until their magic power is exhausted and they die.

And this will of Taizu is even more dangerous, because it is not the real body that enters, but the soul.

If the real body is lost in the void, it can still survive for a long time, and there may be a glimmer of hope to return, but if the soul is lost, it is almost certain to die.

Not to mention the descent of the Holy Infant in the Sixth Realm, even if it is the transfer to the Purple Palace in the Seventh Realm, the soul can only last for seven days at most after leaving the body. If it does not return to the physical body after seven days, it will dissipate.

Li Tieguai, one of the Eight Immortals, made such a mistake before he became an immortal. In the end, he had to hastily find a beggar who had just died and borrow his body to revive himself. He then became ugly and lame.

Only when one cultivates to the eighth level and produces the Yang Spirit, and refines it into a pure Yang Primordial Spirit, can one roam freely between heaven and earth without restraint.

With a series of crisp sounds, the imperial edict completely turned into fragments that flew all over the sky.

Yue Ling's face suddenly turned pale.

The head of Taiping Temple frowned slightly, and quietly made hand seals with his fingers in his sleeves, as if he was ready to take action. Even the emperor frowned and looked panicked.

Fortunately, the next moment, the imperial bell rang.

Zhang Jiuyang's soul returned to his body instantly, but the matter was not over yet.

A strange itch rose from the palm of his hand. He looked inside himself and realized that red hair was quietly growing beneath his flesh.

It's that hand!

Zhang Jiuyang understood immediately. In the brief confrontation, even he himself was affected by the other party's spiritual will. The red-haired curse could be spread by projecting the will, which was really horrifying.

In comparison, the red-haired curse in the underworld seems much inferior.

The Tiandun sword intent was activated, cutting off the red hair under the palm of his hand, and then the Samadhi True Fire and the Yushu Heavenly Fire ignited at the same time, burning it to nothingness from the roots.

Only then did the curse dissipate.

Zhang Jiuyang let out a long sigh, then slowly opened his eyes, a hint of lingering fear flashing in the depths of his pupils.

The giant hand covered with red hair just now...what kind of monster is it?

It couldn't even stop his Tiandun sword intent, and the strange power of the curse silently broke through his body's protective magic power.

You know, he was practicing the Jade Ding Xuan Gong, the most outstanding martial art ranked number one in the world of Taoism!
Just one hand, or just a spiritual imprint, has such terrifying power. What if it is a real body?
Now Zhang Jiuyang no longer cares what kind of monster is hidden in Qianling Mausoleum. What he cares more about is how the Three Heroes of Qianyuan managed to suppress this monster?

Yue Ling immediately held his hand and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, indicating that everything was fine, and then looked at the Taizu's will that had turned into fragments on the ground, frowning.

The will is broken?

The four big characters "Humanity Will Prosper Forever" left a deep impression on him. How could a force that even the Indestructible Golden Body could not withstand be broken so easily?

Recalling Emperor Taizu's last words, Zhang Jiuyang had a vague premonition that the other party had not disappeared. Perhaps the imperial edict was shattered in order to confuse the current emperor.

"It's broken, what should I do?"

"Hiss, this is the will of our great ancestor!"

"So who wins and who loses?"

"Of course, Master Zhang won. Otherwise, how could the imperial edict be broken? But it seems that the battle was fierce, and Master Zhang could not hold back..."

As the crowd began to talk, the emperor looked at the debris on the ground with an extremely solemn and ugly expression.

After a long while, he sighed and said, "Forget it. Since the will has been broken, this level will be nullified."

"I originally wanted to let Taizu see the heroes of our Daqian today, but I didn't expect to make things worse and ruin the imperial edict. This is not the fault of Master Zhang, but my lack of consideration."

The emperor did not blame Zhang Jiuyang, but took the responsibility on his own initiative. He bent down and picked up the fragments himself, with a look of self-blame and guilt on his face.

This performance made many people look sideways.

"Your Majesty, this Luotian Grand Ceremony..."

"All of you Six Realms True Immortals have passed the second level, so the third level happens to be a battle of wits, and with more people... it will be more lively."

Fighting?

Several real people looked at each other, and then looked at Zhang Jiuyang implicitly.

Master Linghui was eager to try. She already knew that she was no match for Zhang Jiuyang, but the more she knew that, the stronger her sword intent became.

The same was true for several other real people, but their eyes mostly lingered on Zhang Jiuyang and Taiping Temple Master, as if they were thinking about something.

"May I ask, Your Majesty, where shall we fight?"

The emperor's eyes moved when he heard this, and he slowly uttered two words.

"Qianling Mausoleum."

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(End of this chapter)