The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 712: The Sages Gather to Kill the Heavenly Lord
The capital, the palace, the imperial study.

Figures gathered in the room, their eyes flickering, as if they had sensed some invisible signal.

Taiping Temple Master Li Guanqi, Imperial Astronomical Observatory Director Zhuge Yunhu, National Defense General Yue Ling, Snow Dragon King Ao Li of Longhu Mountain, Princess Yuzhen...

Even General Yue, who was far away in Jizhou and had just broken through the sixth realm, came all the way here day and night, with his armor still on his body, still covered with frost and dew.

Everyone here is a top figure in Daqian. It is no exaggeration to say that their words can affect the life and death of thousands of people.

But at this moment, these people's eyes were solemn, and they didn't even care about the excitement of reuniting with friends. Some of them frowned, and some looked hesitant.

Their eyes were all focused on the purple figure.

"That's the thing."

Zhang Jiuyang sat in a chair, took a sip of tea, and spoke calmly.

"You are all my most trusted people and the backbone of Daqian. Now, you can tell me your opinions. Should we fight..."

"Or run away?"

Tianzun wanted to refine the entire capital city. Zhang Jiuyang knew that no matter whether they fought or fled, he had to unify his opinions and reach a consensus.

Now he can no longer just think about fighting alone.

When everyone heard this, a solemn look appeared in their eyes and the atmosphere became extremely solemn.

"If he wants to fight, then let him fight!"

Yue Ling was the first to break the silence. Her eyes were like sharp swords, her eyebrows like blades. Even though she was not wearing armor, she could not hide the heroic spirit of a female general.

"Can we really abandon the millions of people in the capital? And voluntarily give up the national defense formation that has been passed down for more than 600 years?"

"And if we retreat, the achievements we have just made will also suffer a major blow!"

Everyone nodded after hearing this.

Although the New Dynasty has been established for less than half a year, it has integrated the power of cultivators from all over the world and has already shown some signs of revival. If the capital is destroyed at this moment, this sign of revival will suffer a huge blow.

Marshal Yue had been a soldier all his life and was naturally brave and heroic. He laughed and supported his daughter's point of view.

"A soldier should die on the battlefield wrapped in his horse's hide. My 200,000 Jizhou men have never retreated at the dangerous border. How could they be deserters in front of the capital now?"

Zhuge Yunhu retorted: "This is not desertion. In the art of war, retreating in order to advance is also the best strategy."

He did not shy away from stating his opinions.

"The Heavenly Venerable is probably at the ninth level of cultivation, and has already understood the secrets of the National Defense Formation and the Imperial Seal. Among us, except for the Imperial Master and the Taiping Monastery Master, how many moves can the rest of us survive in his hands?"

"If we are bound to lose this battle, we might as well conserve our strength and retreat in order to advance. There are still several months before the next Huangquan Banquet, so we can completely leave an empty city to the enemy."

After a pause, he said word by word: "Only by living can there be hope, and it is really too risky for the Imperial Master to attend the Huangquan Banquet this time."

"Everyone here can die, except the Imperial Master!"

He stated the pros and cons in a sonorous and powerful voice, and even General Yue, who advocated war, could not help but look thoughtful.

The Dragon Girl said calmly: "If we run away, can we avoid being hunted down by the Heavenly Lord?"

Zhuge Yunhu hesitated for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Even if there is little hope, it is better than doing something knowing it is impossible."

At this moment, the master of Taiping Temple, who had been stroking the chess piece, finally spoke.

"The Imperial Master should have made a decision."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed when he heard this. He put down the teacup in his hand and looked at everyone.

"Retreating in order to advance and conserving strength is certainly the best strategy, but have you ever thought about... we don't have much time left."

"Originally I thought there were still nine years left, but according to my senior brother from Huashou Sect, Tianzun seems to have completely mastered Huashou Sect, and the seal on that corner is disintegrating at an accelerated rate."

"Now it seems that it won't take nine years. Perhaps within a year, the hungry gods will descend upon the earth."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions froze.

"By then, I'm afraid I won't be able to call on the gods, and we... will die just the same."

As the decisive battle approached, Zhang Jiuyang no longer hid his thoughts and spoke frankly about his speculations.

The incense power required for the Lei Zu visualization diagram is very huge, almost ten times that of Lu Zu. Even with the support of the whole country, Zhang Jiuyang estimated that it would take at least two or three years to complete it. "Therefore, we only have one way now, that is to kill Tianzun and take back Huashoumen. I have the confidence to strengthen the seal."

His voice was as loud as a bell, and he spoke with finality.

After comprehending the Buddha's legacy, he should have been the master of Huashou Sect. As long as he could kill Tianzun, he could re-strengthen the seal and thus win nine years of development time.

"And... we are not without a chance of winning."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed, and he said, "Maybe there is a chance to turn defeat into victory."

That was the glimmer of hope that he had caught after returning from the underworld and pondering for several days.

Yue Ling's eyes lit up with joy and asked, "What opportunity?"

Zhang Jiuyang was about to speak when he was interrupted by the abbot of Taiping Temple.

"Words leak out and things succeed with secrecy. The Heavenly Venerable is a person who has ascended to the Nine Realms. Before things are done, you must not reveal the secrets, so as not to add unnecessary variables."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and accepted it humbly.

"We can all know one part, but not all. Please ask the Imperial Master to give orders and assign tasks to each person."

"it is good."

Zhang Jiuyang stood up suddenly, looking at everyone present with a firm gaze.

"The Lord wants to kill me, and I want to kill him too."

"This battle is about the final success or failure. As long as we can win, those so-called gods will be lambs to be slaughtered, and we will completely realize the ideals and aspirations of the ancient sages."

This battle can be said to directly determine the outcome of the entire game and is the most important battle.

As long as he can win, Zhang Jiuyang will have enough time to push the Leizu visualization diagram to perfection. Nine years later, he will slaughter all the gods like pigs and dogs.

And if you lose, there will be no recovery.

Time passed slowly. The candle in the imperial study stayed lit all night long. Before dawn, everyone left one after another.

Before leaving, Li Guanqi said something meaningful.

"There is one thing you might want to pay attention to."

"What's the matter?"

"Do you think... Tianzun has not doubted Yan Luo until now?"

Zhang Jiuyang said frankly: "I'm afraid he has already suspected it. To be honest, I am ready for him to take action at this Huangquan Banquet."

The more things a fake identity experiences, the more loopholes it may have.

Zhang Jiuyang never underestimated Tianzun.

"Then why do you dare to attend the banquet?"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Jiuyang said something that even he himself couldn't understand.

"For some reason, I feel that Tianzun seems to have some special concern for Yan Luo. He seems to be... a little different to Yan Luo."

He recounted his various experiences in the underworld, from the initial gift of the Moro fruit, which enabled him to obtain an immortal golden body, to his later gradual appreciation, to the point where he was even given the Buddha's robe and bowl.

Although Tianzun always has a condescending attitude, Zhang Jiuyang inexplicably feels that among all the heavenly stems, he feels a little different towards Yanluo, the ninth heavenly stem.

Of course, it could just be his illusion.

“Although I don’t know why he didn’t just take action when he clearly suspected me, but instead went to such great lengths to refine the capital, but…”

Zhang Jiuyang said word by word: "This is also our opportunity."

"Huang Quan, it's time to end."

No matter who the Tianzun is, in this final battle, only one person is destined to survive.

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(End of this chapter)