The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 673 Thirteen Iron Chains Binding the Strange Coffin

Time goes back and things can be reversed.

The earth, water, wind and fire in the world of eternal night all stopped moving. Zhang Jiuyang felt that everything in front of him slowed down and began to become nothingness.

This is a very magical state. He seems to have suddenly come out of time and beyond a certain dimension, overlooking the world formed by the gathering and dispersion of earth, water, wind and fire.

It was as if he had become a transcendent master, the god of creation.

"help me……"

"I can't hold on any longer..."

"Give me...liberation..."

Zhang Jiuyang heard the mysterious call again, clearer than before, and he could hear more content.

He looked intently, his sight transcending layers of barriers, and saw a red coffin tied with thirteen chains deep in the Qianling Mausoleum.

The coffin was covered with strange red hair and exuded an astonishing demonic aura.

His demonic energy was so strong that even Venerable Gesang, who had entered the seventh realm, pales in comparison.

Eight realms?

Or...Nine Realms?
The voice seemed to come from the coffin, and the thirteen chains tied to the coffin were held by thirteen figures.

Zhang Jiuyang wanted to see the thirteen figures clearly, but just when he was about to see them clearly, his body seemed to fall from the sky and escaped from that magical state.

The magical power of the Tai Chi diagram has reversed time.

He returned to the time when he had just cut off Gesang's head. It had not been long since he put away his immortal golden body. His neck was intact and had not yet been cursed.

"It seems that you still have a hidden card, but I don't know what it is..."

On the ground, a hint of evil suddenly flashed in Gesang's eyes, but before he could continue speaking, Zhang Jiuyang's voice sounded.

"Can you keep me from dying?"

Gesang's pupils trembled.

In an instant, countless golden lights burst out, and the Emperor Bell in Zhang Jiuyang's hand reappeared, and he shook it gently.

His figure disappeared quickly, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived at a certain location. He reached his hand into the void and captured a figure alive.

He was a little monk with red lips and white teeth, but at this moment his eyes were filled with horror. His throat was pinched tightly by Zhang Jiuyang's golden palm, and his face quickly turned purple and blue.

He didn't know how Zhang Jiuyang discovered him. How could he have figured out the Great Void Escape Technique passed down from the Buddha?
The young monk acted decisively, a creepy evil smile flashing on his tender face. Even though his neck was nearly broken by Zhang Jiuyang, he ignored it and prepared to forcibly strike the wooden fish in his hand.

Under the blockade of the Emperor Bell's magical power, he was still able to move.

However, how could Zhang Jiuyang, who had been prepared, give him this opportunity? He had long noticed that the little monk possessed an extremely advanced spatial magical power.

Even he could only vaguely sense the other party's presence, but could not determine the exact location.

So Zhang Jiuyang deliberately gave the other party a chance. That was why he put away his golden body and pretended to be completely defenseless when talking to Gesan.

Anticipate your anticipation.

With the sound of a sword, the Pure Yang Sword directly cut off the little monk's hands. The wooden fish also fell down and was taken away by Zhang Jiuyang with a flick of his sleeve.

Only then did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Without this Buddha head, the threat from the opponent is greatly reduced and is no longer a threat.

"Zhang! Jiu! Yang!"

The young monk roared through his teeth, his eyes full of brutality and murderous intent, but what responded to him was Zhang Jiuyang's pair of cold golden pupils.

With a click, Zhang Jiuyang broke his spine.

"Decapitation?"

"It really suits you."

The Pure Yang Sword flashed and cut off his head.

"no no!"

"I am the Buddha, I am the Lord of the Great Free Heaven, Namo Avalokitesvara Buddha!"

"You can't kill me, Zhang Jiuyang, you can't kill Buddha!!!"

After his head was cut off, a hint of fear finally appeared in his eyes and he began to scream wildly.

As he roared, new flesh began to grow on the broken head, as if it was about to reconnect with the body.

However, what responded to him were the Samadhi True Fire, the Jade Pivot Heavenly Fire, the Five Directions Thunder, the Pure Yang Sword Qi and the Immortal Golden Body.

Before obtaining the secret method of the Antarctic Emperor of Immortality, Zhang Jiuyang might have been tempted and spared his life for research.

The other party does indeed possess some secret of immortality.

But now Zhang Jiuyang just wanted to destroy it completely. The methods of this demon were too weird and hard to guard against. The space escape technique that even the Emperor Bell could not lock on to, and the weird curse that almost broke his head, all left a very deep impression on him.

He didn't want to experience the rapid dissipation of his vitality and the horror of watching his head split open bit by bit and blood gushing out again.

Boom!

In the ocean of sword energy, heavenly thunder and real fire, the little monk's body was completely destroyed, not even a trace was left.

However, a ray of divine power tried to escape.

Even Yue Ling, who had cultivated the third eye, could not see this kind of divine power. It was colorful, gorgeous, and had an intoxicating beauty.

That is the most fundamental power of God.

He had hoped to escape, but unfortunately, Zhang Jiuyang happened to have a pair of eyes that could see this kind of power.

Not only can he see it, he can also use it for his own benefit to quickly improve his visualization map.

The divine eyes between his brows moved, emitting an invisible suction force, which absorbed the magnificent star-like divine power into his body, and suppressed and sealed it with the Tiandun sword intent.

The Lu Zu visualization diagram is already full of incense and does not need to be consumed anymore, but Zhang Jiuyang can keep it for the next diagram, so that he can quickly obtain the inheritance.

"Namo the Buddha of longevity and longevity..."

Zhang Jiuyang pondered over the name. He felt a vast and gentle Buddhist power from the divine power, which was full of vitality.

It seems that this demon was born from the corpse of this Buddha. Could the Buddha head that he put into his sleeve just now be that of Namo Changsheng Posa Buddha?
However, he was unfamiliar with this Buddha's name, so he turned around and asked Tongji or Sanbao.

As for now, he still has one last tail to deal with.

"Do it yourself or should I do it?"

He looked at the head and body of Venerable Gesang and said lightly.

After all, he is the great master of the Western Regions for six hundred years, and he doesn't mind giving him some respect.

"Amitabha!"

Gesang sighed and said, "I can't kill you even with this. It seems that God wants Daqian to be revived."

Gesang's headless body slowly sat down, formed seals with his hands, the energy in his body gradually dissipated, and his eyes gradually closed.

Zhang Jiuyang’s divine eye could see that the other party was truly passing away this time.

Not only did the magic power dissipate and the qi and blood become stagnant, but even the holy infant in the Lingtai Purple Mansion slowly turned into a dead baby.

Click!

As if some invisible barrier was broken, Gesang's body aged rapidly, as if he aged dozens of years with every breath, and his flesh was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A hint of enlightenment appeared in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

Gesang used the technique of sky burial to deceive heaven and prolong his life, and he lived for 600 years without dying. For this reason, his real body had to sit in a jar all year round, and he could only move with other fake bodies. Once his magic power was overused, he would become mentally ill.

What Zhang Jiuyang killed back then was such a fake body.

And the Gesang in front of him is his real body.

Because only the true body can exert the combat power of the seventh realm, and stand out in the Luotian Grand Ceremony to become the Daqian National Master.

The reason why he dared to show up in person was because of the demon who escaped from the Immortal Palace.

If you master the secret method of immortality, you will no longer be bound by the secret art of sky burial.

But with the death of the demon who claimed to be Buddha, the secret of immortality was instantly revealed, and his true identity was exposed.

The backlash of the sky burial secret technique has arrived.

How much life you borrowed from heaven in the past, you must pay back now.

Hundreds of years passed, and even the physical body of a seventh-level powerful being would decay and turn into soil in an instant.

At the end of his life, he left behind one final regret.

"The highest place in the world has the deepest suffering. In the Sixteen Kingdoms of the Western Regions, every family has remains of bones."

"It's a pity that they can't get out of the mountains and see the rich... Central Plains."

More than six hundred years ago, he followed his master out of the mountains and witnessed the prosperous Qianyuan era, where the people had soft clothes and enough food to eat every day.

There are three autumn osmanthus trees and ten miles of lotus flowers.

The land of Daqian is so fertile that it can produce enough food to eat and enough houses to live in.

Unfortunately, there was a Zhuge Qixing back then.

Now, there is another Zhang Jiuyang.

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(End of this chapter)