The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 662: Qianling Mausoleum
"All the masters are here. In that case, let's set off for Qianling Mausoleum together."

On the high platform, the emperor looked at the heads of the major sects who were present. A hint of excitement flashed in the depths of his eyes, but it was fleeting and was well concealed.

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty, why didn't the Taiping Temple Master come?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly asked, and the other masters nodded.

At this moment, everyone was present, except for the host of Taiping Temple, who had not shown up yet.

The emperor said calmly: "The master came to see me last night and said that he voluntarily gave up the fight for the position of imperial teacher."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone showed surprise, and then their eyes swept over Zhang Jiuyang obscurely.

If the master of Taiping Temple gives up, then their biggest enemy will be Zhang Jiuyang.

Only by working together to defeat Zhang Jiuyang can they hope to become the national master, and the sect behind them can become the national religion of Daqian and compete with Longhu Mountain in the future.

"My fellow masters, if you have no objection, please follow me to Qianling Mausoleum."

The emperor clapped his hands lightly, and then a dragon roared between heaven and earth. A flying dragon with a dark yellow body flew down from the clouds and landed at his feet.

"Real dragon?"

Some people looked surprised, but soon discovered that it was not a real dragon but a magic weapon.

This is a seal forged from dragon blood and red gold. After being nourished by the dragon energy of Daqian for hundreds of years, it has undergone an extremely miraculous transformation and given birth to spirituality.

It looks like it's only small, but once it's activated, it can turn into a divine dragon, able to ride on clouds and mist, suppress demons and exorcise monsters. Because it has a trace of the emperor's power, it can also command the weather of heaven and earth to a certain extent.

After the disappearance of the imperial seal, this seal became the seal of successive emperors of Daqian.

The emperor stepped onto the dragon head, while Concubine Su stood beside him, her beautiful eyes frequently falling on Zhang Jiuyang.

Zhang Jiuyang, dressed in the purple cave immortal robe, was even more handsome and elegant than the white robe he wore last night. In addition, he was very young, so he was too eye-catching among the elderly Taoists and monks.

Everyone stepped onto the dragon's back one after another. The golden dragon soared into the sky, and in a moment it soared into the sky, letting out a dragon's roar, and flew towards the direction of Qianling Mausoleum.

“Why do I feel…”

"Then Concubine Su looks at you in an unusual way?"

Yue Ling said lightly, her intuition as a woman made her smell a strange smell.

"I have cooperated with her. She is reminding me not to forget the previous agreement."

"Really? I hope so."

She held Zhang Jiuyang's hand with one hand, and tightly grasped the Overlord Spear with the other hand. The red cloud unicorn armor on her body reflected a flaming luster under the morning sun.

At the same time, the voice of the Moon Goddess rang out in Zhang Jiuyang's mind as the Yellow Spring Order appeared in his mind.

"Master Yan Luo, when we enter Qianling Mausoleum, I will obey your orders. I will entrust my life and property to you."

After a pause, she said in a charming voice: "If you like, my lord, even though I am the imperial concubine of Daqian and the daughter-in-law of the royal family, I can still let you... command me in front of the ancestors of Qianling Mausoleum."

She didn't deliberately use any charm when she spoke, but her natural charm made her voice have a hot power, as if it could easily stir up the most evil and unbearable desires in people's hearts.

An evil fire suddenly arose in Zhang Jiuyang's lower abdomen, but as the Tiandun sword intent cut it off, his mind immediately returned to clarity.

He snorted coldly and said, "It seems that the lesson I taught you last night was not enough?"

Upon hearing this, the Moon Goddess' voice suddenly became more restrained.

"Don't blame me, sir. I was just afraid that you would ignore me in Qianling Mausoleum..."

Zhang Jiuyang sneered and ignored her. It was cooperation, but if the other party did anything wrong, he would kill him immediately. Last night's healing was not just a simple healing.

His pure Yang magic power will not be given away for nothing.

The golden dragon flew very fast, and Jade Emperor Mountain was not far from Qianling Mausoleum, only two or three hundred miles away, so it arrived very quickly.

With a dragon roar, the golden dragon circled in the air for several times, looked at Qianling Mausoleum below with a trace of awe in its eyes, and then landed on the ground.

"Flying is prohibited in Qianling Mausoleum. Please follow me in."

The emperor stepped down from the dragon head, and the golden dragon turned into a dragon-shaped seal, which automatically fell into his hand and was held in his arms.

Zhang Jiuyang raised his head and looked at this long-famous imperial tomb with deep eyes.

There is a huge stele in front with the words "Qianling" inscribed on it. The entire stele is milky white and appears faintly transparent under the sunlight.

The entire monument is made of extremely precious white jade!
Jade is very spiritual and is often used to set up formations or make amulets and magical instruments. Such a large jade stele here is certainly not just a simple decoration.

The golden pattern between Zhang Jiuyang's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he felt a huge fluctuation of spiritual energy. As soon as he stepped over the jade tablet, it was as if he had stepped into an endless wave of surging spiritual energy, as if he was in the center of a storm.

Not only him, but the other real people also noticed it.

They have entered Qianling's formation, and even a master who has been immersed in formations for decades cannot see the essence of this formation.

Zhuge Qixing had spent so much effort to set up the formation, and no one had been able to crack it even after more than 600 years.

Zhang Jiuyang is no match for him either, unless he tries to break the formation by force, there might be hope.

He inherited the formation of Yuding Palace and cultivated the divine eye, but he could only vaguely see that this formation had three eyes, which followed the path of one giving birth to two, two giving birth to three, and three giving birth to all things.

Therefore, although there are only three poles, they can produce infinite changes. It is undoubtedly a foolish dream to want to crack it.

The jade stele in front of him might be one of the core points of the formation, or it might just be a cover. If he broke it rashly, the power accumulated by the entire formation for six hundred years would burst out in an instant.

The spiritual tide, like a vast ocean, is enough to drown a powerful being in the seventh realm!

Perhaps in the whole world, only the emperor knows the secret of this formation.

Zhang Jiuyang perked up and seemed relaxed, but in fact he was staring at the emperor intently and was only a few steps away from him.

This distance is enough to forcibly control the emperor before any accident occurs.

Although the opponent's magic skills are strange and difficult to kill, it is still easy to defeat him.

However, as everyone went deeper, no accidents happened along the way and it seemed very peaceful.

At first, you could still see the patrolling guards, but later even the guards in secret disappeared.

The entire Qianling Mausoleum seemed to become empty all of a sudden, with a disturbing silence.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the emperor finally stopped.

They had arrived at the outer main gate of Qianling Mausoleum, a heavy stone gate with a mysterious monster carved on it, which looked like a snake but not a snake, and like a dragon but not a dragon.

Zhang Jiuyang looked at the patterns and vaguely heard the roars of dragons and snakes.

The emperor inserted a strange key into the mouth of the monster on the stone gate. The next moment, the monster seemed to come alive and swallowed the key in one gulp.

Then the heavy stone door slowly rose up, revealing a dark and deep tunnel that seemed to have no bottom and led straight to hell.

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(End of this chapter)