The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 714: Thunder Dragon wants to ascend to heaven, Yue Ling breaks through the seventh realm

The Supreme Lord of Universal Transformation opened his thundering eyes, and all the clouds in the nine heavens became clear. In the eyes, thunderbolt characters appeared, illuminating all the ghosts in Fengdu.

This is the text recorded in "Daofa Huiyuan·Volume 84", while in "Leiding Yujing·Faxiangpin" it is said:

The eyes of the Heavenly Venerable are like the sun and the moon hanging like thunder drums, and in an instant lightning can split the sky. These are called the thunder eyes that can purify filth.

Zhang Jiuyang's Heavenly Eye at this moment integrated the Fire Eyes of Lingguan, the Heavenly Eyes of Erlang, and the Thunder Eyes of Puhua Tianzun into one, and its power had reached an appalling level.

Even in the Taoist heaven where there are many talented people, he is rare and one of the best.

He showed a satisfied smile, the lightning in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the lightning eyes between his eyebrows turned into a purple lightning pattern.

His thunder magic, which had already reached the pinnacle, was further improved and its power increased greatly. At this moment, he was truly the master of thunder.

If we only talk about thunder magic, even if the founder of Shenxiao Sect, Wang Wenqing, were to come to this world, he would probably not be as good as him.

As for the severed hands...

Zhang Jiuyang stretched out his arm, and the next moment, his palm on the ground flew over automatically and closed perfectly.

Rays of divine light rippled from the flesh and blood, as if new blood and bones were growing, intertwining like a spider web.

Restoration of severed limbs.

After practicing the "Secret Method of Longevity and Life Protection of the High Divine Jade Pure True King", not only did his life span increase greatly, but the vitality in his body became extremely vigorous.

Regeneration of severed limbs is no problem.

This is also the reason why Zhang Jiuyang was able to make up his mind to cut off his hands.

In the blink of an eye, his hands had recovered to their original state. Not only was there no trace of scars, but his fingers were also nimble and agile, without any lag.

He closed his eyes again. At this moment, the Holy Infant on the Purple Palace Lotus Platform had become much stronger after being tempered by the power of thunder.

Maybe the Yang Shen can emerge.

As soon as he thought of this, the Holy Infant suddenly opened his thunder eyes between his brows, holding the Emperor Bell and the Tai Chi diagram, and flew towards the "Gate of Heaven".

He stepped on the Thunder Lake, with Buddha's light shining from his body, as if he was riding a thunder dragon to the sky with unstoppable force.

In a moment, they had flown half the distance and could already see the Heavenly Gate at Baihui in the distance.

However, the speed of the Holy Child began to slow down rapidly.

Even though the thunder dragon continued to roar and shine with lightning, as if it was trying to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth with its unparalleled masculine strength, the pressure increased several times with every inch it grew higher.

After flying for a while, the Thunder Dragon roared and turned into broken streaks of lightning, and the Holy Infant fell from the sky.

Fortunately, he was protected by the Emperor Bell and the Tai Chi diagram and was not seriously injured.

He fell down and sat on the lotus platform, using the divine power of his five internal organs to nourish the injuries in his body. The thunder eye between his eyebrows closed automatically, and a trace of obvious fatigue appeared on his little face.

In the secret room, Zhang Jiuyang opened his eyes again, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

His previous feeling was not wrong. It was not that his Holy Infant was not powerful, but that the entire world was trying its best to prevent him from producing the Yang Spirit.

His Holy Child is against the world.

Therefore, even with the blessing of the Thunder Eyes of Puhua Tianzun, he only went a little further up and was still quite a distance away from the Heavenly Gate.

"The war is imminent. It seems that it is indeed impossible to achieve the Yang God in the Eight Realms."

Zhang Jiuyang sighed and could only accept this reality.

Normally speaking, although he had just cultivated to the seventh realm not long ago, he practiced the Jade Ding Mysterious Art, and his Holy Infant was already powerful. In addition, he was tempered by the Buddha's legacy and the power of the Thunder Ancestor, as well as the blessings of the two great magical powers of the Emperor Bell and the Tai Chi Diagram. With his accumulated strength, it would not be so difficult for him to ascend to the sky and leap out of the Yang God.

But that was the fact, and he had to accept it.

Walking out of the secret room, he saw that familiar figure.

Yue Ling was wearing Fire Cloud Qilin Armor, with a Dragon Sparrow Sword hanging from his waist and the Overlord Spear in his hand. He stood there like a door god, protecting him.

When she saw that Zhang Jiuyang was safe and sound, she relaxed a little.

She just heard Zhang Jiuyang's painful groan, but since he was in seclusion, she didn't dare to barge in rashly and could only pray silently.

"Although I have gained something, I still haven't broken through to the eighth level."

Zhang Jiuyang lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a little guilty.

“It is certainly not easy to break through to the eighth realm of Yang God, but you don’t have to worry. Just do your best and leave the rest to fate. Besides…” Yue Ling held his hand and smiled slightly.

The next moment, her whole body of energy burst out like a volcano erupting, the sun was in the sky, and her three thousand black hair danced like a waterfall, making her sharp eyes look even more lively.

In her sea of ​​consciousness, her holy infant was also sitting on a five-colored lotus platform, with three heads and six arms, vaguely resembling the appearance of a Mingwang.

Zhang Jiuyang was startled, and then showed joy.

"You have broken through to the seventh level?"

He didn't expect that he failed to break through, but his wife succeeded.

Yue Ling nodded and said with a smile: "This is all thanks to the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady Visualization Diagram. As my comprehension continues to deepen, the Ming Wang has gradually merged with me."

She is the reincarnation of Ming Wang. Logically speaking, as her cultivation level improves, she will gradually awaken Ming Wang's memories, gain Ming Wang's divine power, and eventually become the Ming Wang of ancient times.

But in this life, she has the visualization diagram of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady.

The visualization diagram suppressed the true spirit of Ming Wang, allowing Yue Ling to always be the main focus of this fusion. It also allowed her to begin to control more of Ming Wang's divine power, and her cultivation naturally improved.

"it is good!"

Zhang Jiuyang felt relieved. Yue Ling would never let him down.

"By the way, have all those things been arranged?"

Yue Ling nodded and said, "I have done everything according to your instructions. There are no accidents."

Zhang Jiuyang felt relieved again, it seemed that everything was going well.

"but……"

Yue Ling suddenly said, "I recently dreamed of my sister. She reminded me to take the child and leave the capital as soon as possible and not to stay for long."

"It seems that your sister still has feelings for you and the child. As for me, her brother-in-law... hehe."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled bitterly.

It seems that after the last incident, Xuan Su has indeed changed, but it is not enough to make him turn to the light and betray Tianzun.

"Let's not talk about my sister, let's talk about your sister."

Yue Ling's eyes flashed, and she said in a deep voice: "I feel that Yu Zhen has been... a little bit strange recently. She always likes to be in a daze, and she is often distracted when talking to her. She looks absent-minded."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned. He had not noticed this matter. After all, he had been busy in seclusion recently.

"She used to love sticking to you, her brother. She would be happy for a long time even if she just saw you from a distance. But now... she seems to prefer staying alone in the house."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled when he heard this, and said jokingly: "After all, she is a girl, and she always has some secrets on her mind. Maybe she has a crush on someone?"

Yue Ling frowned and was about to speak when she heard Zhang Jiuyang continue.

"Although she is my sister, she is old enough after all. There are differences between men and women. I'd like to trouble you, my sister-in-law, to communicate with her about her concerns."

With a life-and-death battle approaching, Zhang Jiuyang really couldn't spare any more time to care about these things.

"Ok."

Yue Ling nodded in agreement.

"Next, there should be about ten days before the Yellow Springs Feast. I plan to go into seclusion again."

"Are you still going to attack the eighth level?"

"Do not."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said, "I plan to practice the Sleeping Arhat Method. If I'm lucky, I might be able to improve my skills before the final battle."

After saying that, he stretched, looked at the bright scenery outside, then turned around and walked back into the dark secret room.

Yue Ling looked at his back, a hint of worry in her eyes.

After fighting side by side for so long, this was the first time she saw Zhang Jiuyang so anxious and worried. This battle was too stressful for him.

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(End of this chapter)