The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 709 Great Dream Samadhi, Bodhi Golden Body

Early in the morning, at the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, a figure was sleeping soundly on the observatory, and he had slept for seven days in a row.

He was wearing purple clothes, lying facing west, with his left hand in the Great Compassion Seal placed on his Tanzhong, and his right palm covering his Dantian. An invisible Buddhist rhythm flowed through his body, making the chirping of cicadas around him seem to have a Zen meaning.

The snoring was not loud, but it shook the morning dew suspended in the air within ten feet, just like the Great Prajna Sutra awakening the ignorant beings.

The most amazing thing is that when the sunlight shines on his body, his reflection looks like a sleeping arhat.

He who subdues dragons, conquers the poisonous dragons of the five aggregates; he who enters dreams, illuminates the long night of ignorance.

What Zhang Jiuyang is practicing is the magical power of the holy monk Jigong, the Sleeping Arhat Method.

According to legend, this method can allow one to travel through the three thousand worlds in one's sleep and attain enlightenment, and it is the number one sleeping skill in Buddhism.

It is said that Jigong once slept soundly for three days by the Qiantang River, and in his dream he subdued the mirage dragon that caused the tidal disaster.

Zhang Jiuyang slept for seven days and nights.

The snoring gradually stopped.

He slowly opened his eyes, there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes, and then they gradually became clear again, but with a hint of vicissitudes.

In his dream, he lived for seventy years in a world called Beixuan, where there was no method of practicing immortality, only internal energy and martial arts training.

After seventy years of wind, frost, rain and snow, he grew from a young novice monk to an old monk sweeping the floor in the temple. Everyone thought that he knew no martial arts, but they didn't know that he had already mastered all the unique skills in the Sutra Repository and reached a martial arts realm that was unprecedented in history.

Later, a brilliant leader emerged from the Demon Cult, who subdued the 72 demon generals, destroyed many righteous sects, and even attacked the temple.

Just when the monks in the temple were in despair, Zhang Jiuyang took action.

The old monk in hemp clothes swept up all the fallen leaves, killing a demon general with each leaf, and killed all the demons with his lion roar. Finally, he shattered the heart of the heroic leader with one palm.

Afterwards, he shattered the Vajra and passed away into Nirvana, leaving behind an immortal martial arts legend.

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Seventy years of martial arts training and internal energy have now all become Zhang Jiuyang's foundation. It's a pity that his training, which made him invincible in that world, has only increased his magic power a little at this moment.

But Zhang Jiuyang showed joy instead.

Because of the martial arts context of another world, many inspirations were born in his mind and turned into the foundation of his own life.

One flower one Bodhi, one leaf one world.

And if one can transform the three thousand worlds into one's own foundation, one can reach the state of 'Great Dream Samadhi' of the Sleeping Arhat Dharma.

According to the Lotus Sutra, Chapter on the Prediction of the Five Hundred Disciples:

There was an arhat named Shuilian, who manifested eighty-four thousand Dharma images in his dreams and saved sentient beings as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges.

This was the previous incarnation of the Sleeping Arhat. He later studied the Dharma with the Venerable Subduer Dragon and attained the Great Dream Samadhi, which is the Golden Body of Bodhi.

That is the appearance of Buddha.

Zhang Jiuyang estimated that if he could attain the Great Dream Samadhi and realize the Bodhi Golden Body, he would be able to kill the Nine Realms in this world even without relying on the visualization diagram.

However, this method also has side effects, which is that it consumes a lot of the soul. With Zhang Jiuyang's cultivation level, he was confused for a moment when he woke up from the dream, and his state of mind seemed to be affected.

After all, that was seventy years of experience. Even though it was a dream, it still had a great impact on people.

If Zhang Jiuyang was not determined, he would probably have converted to Buddhism and become a monk at this moment.

Therefore, the Sleeping Arhat method cannot be practiced frequently. With the strength of his soul, he can only practice it once a month.

Seventy years passed in the blink of an eye. Zhang Jiuyang missed his wife and children terribly at this moment. He was about to go to the palace to see them when he suddenly paused.

The Yellow Spring Order in my mind shone brightly.

He slept for seven days, and when he woke up he just happened to catch up with the Yellow Spring Banquet.

After a moment of hesitation, Zhang Jiuyang made his choice and went to the banquet.

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On the top of Mount Yamabushika, figures gradually appeared on the Ten Directions Throne.

"Why did you choose the morning this time? Wasn't it always in the evening before?" Shanjun was a little confused, and his voice sounded a little dissatisfied.

He liked to hunt in the mountains during the day, and was just eating a human heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. Halfway through his meal, he had to come to the banquet.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't you see that the atmosphere is not right?"

The seventh brother pointed at Tianzun and then at Yama Luo.

On the Jia throne, Tianzun lowered his eyes and looked down at the figure on the ninth throne. He did not speak, but the atmosphere seemed very tense.

"Yan Luo, is Zhuge Yu's death... related to you?"

Tianzun was the first to break the silence, and everyone then noticed that Zhuge Yu, who had replaced the Painted Skin Master to ascend the Eighth Throne not long ago, did not show up this time.

Zhuge Yu died so soon?
Lao Qi couldn't help but chuckle and said sarcastically: "Waste is really waste..."

His voice became smaller and smaller as Tianzun turned to look at him.

A terrifying feeling of oppression came over him, causing him, who had always been a troublemaker, to tremble in his heart and feel a sense of fear.

At this moment, Yan Luo's voice sounded, helping him relieve the pressure.

"I really wanted to take the opportunity to kill him, but unfortunately, he is really a waste. He is already dead before I even made a move?"

He made no effort to conceal his murderous intent, because that was Yan Luo's style.

As for drawing a fake Zhuge Yu to attend the banquet, Zhang Jiuyang had thought about it, but gave up after thinking about it.

Because Zhuge Yu is different from the other Heavenly Stems, this person seems to have been transformed by the Heavenly Venerable and has become a very special life form, like a ghost but not a ghost, like a human but not a human, and can easily take over another's body.

If you don't understand the method and rashly draw a fake body, it is very likely that the Heavenly Venerable will see through it.

It’s better to let him die. Anyway, you died at the hands of Zhang Jiuyang, so what does it have to do with me, Yan Luo?

Tianzun stared at Yama Luo, and after a moment, suddenly changed the subject.

"The Imperial Seal... did you get it?"

Previously, he had assigned this task to Zhuge Yu and Yan Luo at the same time, and promised that whoever could get the imperial seal first would be the next Lord of the Underworld.

Yan Luo sneered and said, "I am not like that idiot who likes to die. The jade seal is in Qianling Mausoleum. The formation there is not easy to deal with, not to mention there is also a Zhang Jiuyang."

When Zhang Jiuyang's name was heard, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became solemn.

Even the stubborn Old Seven and the violent Tiger King became quiet and showed fear.

"Amitabha, Zhang Jiuyang is now the number one in Taoism, the Grand Master of Daqian, and his cultivation is comparable to that of Zhuge Qixing back then. No wonder Zhuge Yu died at his hands."

The two-faced Buddha sighed.

Old Seven also nodded quickly, and said with lingering fear: "During the Luotian Grand Ceremony, Yan Luo and I were both at Yuhuang Mountain. That Zhang Jiuyang was really amazing!"

"I don't know how he cultivated at such a young age. My god, I almost got my head blown off..."

Yue Shen has already obtained Zhang Jiuyang's permission and also revealed some information.

"That imperial master is truly amazing. I don't even dare stay in the capital anymore and have escaped early. By the way, I heard that he is proficient in a magic trick to summon gods, and he killed people so badly that rivers of blood flowed in the underworld."

The mountain king was distressed and said, "Who would have thought that a small mortal like me would become so powerful all of a sudden?"

Zhang Jiuyang once took away his magic weapon, the Golden Halberd, and he had been thinking of finding an opportunity to get it back, but now... he was already worried about whether Zhang Jiuyang would enter the Tongtian Mountains.

For a time, on the huge Mount Yamabu, all the heavenly stems were talking endlessly and were wary of each other because of one name.

At this moment, Tianzun spoke again.

"Only one matter will be discussed at this Huangquan Banquet."

In an instant, everyone fell silent, and then they heard four words.

"Kill Zhang Jiuyang!"

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(End of this chapter)