The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 678 Tian Yuan's move determines the outcome

In the deepest part of Qianling Mausoleum, in a huge underground cave chamber, an ancient bronze coffin lies flat on the altar in the center. It is covered with mottled copper rust, revealing the vicissitudes of time.

But at this moment, red hair began to grow on the copper rust, and the entire coffin was shaking violently.

If it weren't for the thirteen mysterious locks binding it tightly, the things inside would have broken out of the coffin.

The evil spirit became more and more violent, blowing the eternal lights around to flicker and emit a faint light.

There was an undisguised look of anticipation on the emperor's face, and the desire and ambition in his eyes almost solidified into substance.

"Finally, we have reached this final step."

"Zhang Jiuyang...you must not let me down."

In front of him was an ancient yin-yang mirror with a dragon coiled around the mirror body and a picture displayed on the mirror surface.

In the picture, Lu Zu, dressed in white clothes as white as snow and holding a magic sword, is confronting the terrifying monster without losing any momentum.

The red-haired monster roared continuously and displayed all kinds of shocking magical powers, including spells, blood rivers, red moons, and swallowing the sky...

Each kind of magical power could easily kill a seventh realm being, but under the dazzling sword light, everything seemed to be eclipsed.

The sword energy was sometimes like a blue dragon, sometimes like a golden crow, making the mountains and rivers seem to be cast in gold. When the sword was drawn, it seemed to encompass thousands of peerless sword techniques in the world, and it also seemed to be just a return to nature, an ordinary sword.

However, under this sword, all magical powers are useless.

The terrifying demon god who could destroy the world had bloodstains constantly appearing on his body under the sword, and blood was raining down from the sky.

It was almost a one-sided crushing.

The demon was extremely unwilling and struggled frantically, but the thirteen dragon-shaped iron chains were like thirteen peerless seals, suppressing most of his power.

The emperor's eyes became more and more excited, and he murmured: "Sure enough, Zhang Jiuyang... the power hidden in your body can even match that of Him in Qianling Mausoleum."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. It looks like your plan is about to come to fruition."

A clear voice was heard, and the master of Taiping Temple appeared silently beside the emperor, with Fang Yuan following behind him.

The emperor put away his joy and said in a deep voice: "The next step is the most crucial part. Li Guanqi, start cutting off those chains."

Upon hearing this, the master of Taiping Temple slowly raised his eyes, with a hint of ripples in his pupils.

"Your Majesty... have you really made up your mind?"

The emperor nodded and said, "I have made up my mind. Although this move is dangerous, I believe that the power hidden in Zhang Jiuyang's body is enough to kill this demon's true body."

After a pause, he looked deeply at the master of Taiping Temple.

"You should have always wanted to avenge Zhuge Qixing. After all... he is your favorite disciple - Tianyuan."

Taoist Fang Yuan suddenly raised his head, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

He couldn't believe his ears.

Master often mistakes people for senior brother Tianyuan, whom he keeps mentioning... Is he the Grand Master of Daqian, Zhuge Qixing, from six hundred years ago?

How can this be?

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He suddenly realized something. All the descriptions about Senior Brother Tianyuan were told to him by his master. From beginning to end, he had never met that senior brother in person.

The master only said that Senior Brother Tianyuan was traveling outside and never came back. It was also the master who said that a cenotaph for his clothes and bones was built in the sect.

When they were practicing martial arts as children, their master would often compare them with Senior Brother Tianyuan, and there was a lot of disdain in his words.

To the point that he even worried for a while whether Senior Brother Tianyuan would suddenly come back and snatch the position of successor of Taiping Temple from him.

The voice of the abbot of Taiping Temple sounded slowly, like a distant sigh, mixed with infinite memories and emotions.

"Tianyuan is located in the center of the chessboard. It is rarely occupied at the beginning of the game, but once it is placed, it is a grand layout that can swallow up the stars. Therefore, there is a saying that Tianyuan can determine the outcome of the game."

After a pause, he sighed and said, "When your senior brother Zhuge Qixing played chess back then, his favorite move was the Tianyuan move."

Fang Yuan stood there in a daze, too shocked to speak for a long time.

The senior brother Tianyuan who had been mentioned countless times by the master since he was a child was actually one of the three heroes of Qianyuan six hundred years ago, Master Zhuge!
For a moment, he was shocked and even felt a little ashamed.

Are you ashamed of your narrow-mindedness? You are actually worried that Zhuge Qixing will compete with you for the position of successor to Taiping Temple?
The emperor said calmly, "Back then, Master Zhuge, Taizu, and Duke Ding built Qianling together to suppress this demon. The Feng Shui formation was created by Master Zhuge, but the core dragon-locking method was taught by you."

"And it is precisely because of this Dragon Locking Technique that the emperors of Daqian often died young, with life spans far shorter than those of ordinary cultivators."

As the emperor spoke, he turned the mechanism array diagram in his palm, and flames suddenly lit up on the surrounding stone walls, completely illuminating the surroundings.

Fang Yuan's pupils dilated again and he took a breath of cold air.

There were thirteen shrine-like caves on the stone wall, and in each cave there was a figure wearing a dragon robe sitting upright.

Their faces seemed to be covered with wax, and they had a hint of brightness under the firelight. Although no one knew how many years they had been dead, their bodies were still intact, their skin was intact, their faces were purple, and their eyes, ears, mouths and noses were all intact.

Some of the dragon robes on their bodies had already begun to rot, but their bodies were still lifelike.

The thirteen dragon-shaped chains that bound the ancient coffin were held in their hands.

"Emperor Taizu!"

"Emperor Qianwu, Emperor Wenzong, Emperor Shenzong, Emperor Zhaode, Emperor Shizong..."

There was a slight tremor in Fang Yuan's voice. His eyes swept over the figures in the shrines and he read out their names one by one.

These people are the thirteen emperors who have been buried in Qianling Mausoleum in the past six hundred years!
"The Dragon Locking Technique locks up the true dragon emperor. I don't want to be buried in it like them after death. I also want to turn the dragon energy into chains, hoping that one day I can completely suppress this demon to death."

The emperor looked at the master of Taiping Temple with deep eyes.

"The dragon lock method may not be able to kill this demon, and the price is the entire Daqian royal family. Now, Li Guanqi, you have a new chance. Cut off the dragon lock and release the demon's true body. Only in this way... can Zhang Jiuyang kill it completely!"

The abbot of Taiping Temple remained silent for a long time, then slowly picked up a chess piece and crushed it.

With a crisp sound, the chains in Emperor Sejong's hands suddenly broke, and the demonic energy on the coffin suddenly soared, and the struggle became more intense.

A ripple flashed in his eyes, as if he saw the last conversation he had with that brilliant disciple more than 600 years ago.

"Master, the Dragon Locking Technique has been deployed. I will definitely be attacked by the Great Qian Dragon Vein. I will no longer be able to serve you in the future. Please take care of yourself."

"Tianyuan, although the backlash of the dragon vein is severe, if you resign from the position of national teacher now and stop interfering in the affairs of Daqian, I will have a way to save your life."

The elegant and handsome man in feathered robe and high crown smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "Master, I promised His Majesty that I would be his imperial teacher and create a... prosperous era."

"And... Master knows me well. I won't give up until the last moment."

"Are you really sure?"

The man waved the feather fan in his hand, his voice was elegant and gentle, as if he could face any situation calmly and calmly, even his own life and death.

"Not sure, but..."

"Landing in Tianyuan is an adventure in itself."

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(End of this chapter)