The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 671: Minister, rebel!

Boom! !
In the mural world, the land of Kyushu was constantly shaking, the snow and wind in the sky had long since disappeared, hurricanes hit, making the sky dark, and even the bright moon that had finally appeared seemed a little unclear.

Thunder and sky fire filled the air, and the power of Buddha and Taoism were at work.

The immortal golden light collided with thousands of Buddha's hands. The moon in the sky was sometimes bright and sometimes dim, sometimes full and sometimes crescent, and seemed to be constantly changing with the fight.

The group of real people watched intently, greedily not missing any details of the fight.

This will surely be a shocking battle that will go down in history!
Gesang, the greatest man in the Western Regions in six hundred years and a powerful seventh-level warrior who has cultivated the golden body of a bodhisattva, is battling Zhang Jiuyang, the greatest man in Taoism today and the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master who has just defeated nine great immortals by his own strength!
This was already a confrontation at the seventh level, and everyone was fascinated by it.

Only those who have reached the sixth realm are qualified to watch the battle. It's not just about standing here under the aftermath of the fight, more importantly, only those who have reached the sixth realm will be able to understand this fight.

For them, such a battle is too precious. The confrontation between the seven realms undoubtedly allows them to see the direction of the future.

Venerable Gesang is worthy of being the great master of Western Tantric Buddhism. The glazed golden body of Moonlight Bodhisattva is nearly immortal. His every move seems to be blessed by the power of Buddhas from heaven. Combined with the many magical powers of Nalanda Temple, his power is as great as that of a god.

I'm afraid that among the seven realms, Venerable Gesang can be ranked among the top.

But what made them feel even more incredible and shocked was Zhang Jiuyang.

What Zhang Tianshi has learned is as vast as the ocean and as brilliant as the stars.

Immortal Golden Body, Pure Yang Swordsmanship, Thunder Gate Lion's Roar, Taiyi Demon Sealing Talisman, Vajra Bodhi Kungfu, Three Flowers Gathering Seal, Ming Wang Fa, Body Immobilization Technique, Big and Small Ruyi, External Incarnation, Eighteen Dragon Claw Postures...

The seventy-two unique skills of Baiyun Temple and the thirty-six methods of Yuding Palace were used one by one in his hands. When he fought to his heart's content, he even used the Buddhist magical powers with his left hand and the Taoist secrets with his right hand, integrating the unique skills of Buddhism and Taoism into one!
Moreover, they did not just dabble in each subject, but on the contrary demonstrated extremely high attainments and reached the level of perfection.

It is extremely rare for an ordinary cultivator to master one of these top-notch Buddhist and Taoist skills in his entire life. Even the heads of their sects can only practice three to five superior magical powers at most.

After all, human life and energy are limited, and you can't digest too much if you bite off more than you can chew.

But in the case of Zhang Jiuyang, all of this was broken.

"It turns out there are such geniuses in this world..."

"Except for the reincarnation of an immortal who has innate wisdom, I really can't think of a second possibility."

"Yuding Palace and Baiyun Temple, I never thought that the top inheritances of Buddhism and Taoism were actually from the same person..."

"He is even trying to fuse all these unique skills into one, and create a unique supernatural power of his own. Such ambition really makes me ashamed."

Even the most unruly nun Linghui couldn't help but sigh and gave up her desire for revenge.

At this moment, she seemed to understand why her senior brother left her.

She has always been hailed as a genius in kendo, but at this moment she finally realized the sense of loss of being completely crushed by her talent.

This feeling is really unpleasant for a proud person.

Only Yue Ling, with her beautiful eyes as bright as stars, stared quietly at the purple-clothed figure, without moving an inch from beginning to end.

……

In the imperial palace, outside Chengqian Gate, an old figure walked slowly forward. His pace was not fast, but every step he took was extremely steady and firm.

The wind in the capital city blew his simple robe, and his gray beard fluttered with it, making the figure look even thinner and skinnier.

But even when facing such an old man, the imperial guards on the city wall showed nervousness and kept swallowing their saliva as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Your Majesty has ordered that no one is allowed to enter the palace during the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Supervisor Zhuge, please stop!"

This was the third time they had shouted, but Zhuge Yunhu, the man they once privately called a sick cat, remained silent and walked forward quietly.

The divine crossbow is aimed, the bowstring is tightened, and it is ready to fire.

This crossbow weighs 100 kilograms and can be used in siege warfare. It has also been specially modified by the Imperial Observatory and has Taoist runes painted on it, posing a great threat to monks.

Whoosh!
The divine crossbow shot out, and the crossbow arrow, about three feet long and forged from black iron, shot towards Zhuge Yunhu with force as powerful as thunder.

However, the arrow was gently caught by two wrinkled old fingers.

It was as if he had only caught a feather. The Taoist runes on the crossbow arrow glowed and were about to explode, turning into flames to devour the enemy.

However, Zhuge Yunhu used his magic power to gently touch one of the strokes, and immediately broke the Taoist rune that was about to explode, making the crossbow arrow dim.

"The Divine Machine Crossbow, also known as the Zhuge Crossbow, was created by our ancestor Zhuge Qixing. It was later improved by generations of Zhuge family descendants, and eventually this special rune was developed. If used well, it can kill cultivators from the fourth realm."

Zhuge Yunhu knew all about this arrow. Finally, he looked at the soldiers on the wall with a smile and said, "The foot of this talisman was created by me. Do you want to use it against me?"

The generals on the city wall were suddenly sweating profusely.

"Zhuge Jianzheng, what on earth do you want to do?"

Boom!

The ground in the capital city suddenly trembled slightly, and a beam of fire shot up into the sky from the direction of Qianling Mausoleum in the distance.

The national defense formation seemed to be about to activate, but seemed to be restrained by some force, and finally became silent again.

They've already started...

boom!
The heavy Chengqian Gate trembled violently, as if it had been hit hard.

It turned out to be a golden waist plaque with the Qintianjian's national stele pattern and a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon painted on the front.

The back is engraved with the words "Jian Zheng", which is simple and square.

The sturdy Chengqian Gate was actually pierced by this tiny token, and cracks visible to the naked eye spread wildly. With a loud bang, the Chengqian Gate, which had guarded the imperial palace for more than 600 years, finally collapsed.

And the waist badge of the director of the Imperial Observatory, which was personally bestowed by the late emperor, also turned into pieces.

Zhuge Yunhu slowly raised his eyes, straightened his clothes with his hand, and then stepped into the Chengqian Gate, as skillfully as he had done countless times before.

But this time, he no longer asked to see His Majesty, but...

"Your servant is Zhuge Yunhu."

"Inverted!"

The sound was as loud as a bell and as fierce as a tiger's roar, and it directly stunned many of the imperial guards on the city wall.

He continued to move forward, his back becoming more and more upright and tall, and his flying hair was like white flames, which seemed to burn the entire magnificent emperor's palace.

……

jingle!

In the 321st move, Zhang Jiuyang finally used the magical power of the Emperor Bell. At the critical moment, he escaped from the encirclement of the Infinite Buddha's Hands, and briefly affected the movement of the earth, water, wind and fire in this world, giving orders to heaven and earth.

"Imperial decree, the moon disappears!"

If I have not seen the bright moon, then the bright moon cannot exist.

In an instant, the bright moon that accompanied the golden body of Moonlight Bodhisattva disappeared without a trace, as if it had been swallowed by a heavenly dog.

The golden body of Venerable Gesang suddenly became dim.

The Pure Yang Sword transformed into a blue dragon, and with a long roar, it killed through thousands of Buddha's hands, and then bit off Gesang's head and broke the glazed golden body.

The golden sword energy is boiling.

The golden light on Zhang Jiuyang's body gradually dissipated, and heat waves rolled all over his body. White mist seeped out from his pores. This was a sign of great consumption of magic power and blood.

After a hearty battle, his eyes became sharper and brighter. He looked at the headless body of Venerable Gesang and smiled faintly.

"You said that my sword can't cut the sun and the moon?"

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(End of this chapter)