The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 73: The Art of Inviting Gods, Zhong Kui's Birth (Additional chapter for the leader Yuxian Qitian)
"General who exorcises evil and slays ghosts, the Iron-faced God of Zhongnan, the Heavenly Lord who sweeps away evil spirits, hear my call and come quickly. Bind and present all the demons and evil spirits to me, as the law commands!"

Zhang Jiuyang recited Zhong Kui's precious edict, drew the positive energy of the three lights, mobilized the true essence of the nine phoenixes, commanded myriad gods, treaded on the magic weapons, and set up a forbidden altar.

hum!
The statue of Zhong Kui began to tremble violently, and the glow on its body became brighter and brighter.

But at the same time, the pupil formed by black clouds in the sky became even more indifferent, as if the Heaven had sensed it and, due to the limitations of the rules, would not allow the true God to descend.

Yes, the third inheritance of the visualization diagram Zhang Jiuyang obtained was to summon the gods.

If the true God does not appear in your body, then the person who appears in your body is not the true God.

The mortal body cannot bear the possession of the gods, so one must first prepare a statue, engrave secret words inside, and then step on it with the powerful steps and use mysterious words to invite the true god to descend to the world.

Zhong Kui's Baogao is the most critical link among them. It can call upon gods and provide guidance.

However, this world is not the Earth, and it is obvious that the Heavenly Master Zhong Kui encountered some kind of obstacle during his descent, which resulted in an indifferent pupil formed by black clouds appearing in the sky.

Blind Lin felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

He had seen ghosts all his life, even the Ghost King that the Yinshan Sect worshipped back then, but he had never felt such a terrifying aura.

As violent as a volcano and as turbulent as a huge wave.

He seemed to hear the wailing of countless ghosts, and even the five ghosts that he was so proud of seemed as small as ants.

Is this Zhang Jiuyang’s secret?

He acted decisively, made hand seals, and merged the five ghosts into one.

The secret art of the Five Elements Heavenly Ghost, when scattered, becomes evil, and when combined, becomes a disaster. Only by allowing the five ghosts to unite as one can a true Heavenly Ghost be raised.

In fact, now is not the best time. Waiting until the strength of the five ghosts reaches a certain balance will be the best time to unite them, and the celestial ghost raised will also be the most powerful.

But he couldn't wait any longer.

The gold ghost, wood ghost, water ghost, fire ghost and earth ghost all gathered together, their bodies kept growing, and in the end they were ten feet tall and became extremely twisted.

At this time, the power of the five ghosts was not balanced. When forced to merge, their bodies appeared extremely unstable and it seemed that they would collapse at any time.

But the strength also soared to an unimaginable level.

The twisted sky ghost was covered with human heads, like bulging tumors, constantly wailing, sometimes flowing with golden light, sometimes burning with fire, sometimes filled with mist, sometimes alternating between withering and flourishing, and sometimes dropping sand and gravel.

Chaotic, violent, twisted, weird...

Yue Ling slashed with his sword, but it only penetrated three inches into the flesh. For the first time, the indestructible Dragon Sparrow Sword encountered something that it could not cut.

boom!
Her figure was knocked away by the Sky Ghost, and she plowed a deep groove on the ground with her knife. She coughed up blood from the corner of her mouth and felt the crushing power for the first time.

The celestial ghosts that were forcibly fused together had definitely reached the sixth realm, and could be called a disaster-level ghost king, which was definitely not something she could contend with at her current level.

However, this demon was not in a good state and seemed like he would collapse at any moment.

She turned around and saw Zhang Jiuyang holding his magic sword high, his face pale. The statue of Zhong Kui was shaking violently, as if trying to break free from some invisible shackles.

The dark clouds in the sky grew heavier and heavier, almost forming a vortex.

Help him delay it a little longer!
Just as she was about to force herself to pick up the sword and fight again, countless rays of starlight suddenly fell from the sky, piercing through the dark clouds and binding the sky ghost like chains.

The three talents are heaven, earth and man; the three lights are sun, moon and stars.

It is common sense among those who practice Taoism that they should not point their fingers at the sun, moon and stars, otherwise they would offend the gods.

The Qi of the three lights is vast and unparalleled, and can destroy evil spirits.

In an instant, the sky ghost began to howl and black smoke continued to emerge from its body.

"This is... the Supervisor!"

Yue Ling's eyes became exceptionally bright. There was no mistake. This was Master Zhuge's Zhoutian Xingdou Array. It could use the power of the stars to subdue demons from a distance of thousands of miles. It was truly a divine method.

In this world, only the Supervisor can set up this formation!
"Zhuge Seven Stars!!!"

In an instant, Blind Lin was horrified, and his angry voice was filled with fear that penetrated deep into his bones.

Six hundred years ago, the arrogant him almost died in this formation, and the entire Yinshan Sect was slaughtered by the power of the stars.

From then on, the name Zhuge Qixing became his lingering nightmare.

His body was trembling, and he subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape. But he soon realized that Zhuge Qixing had died long ago, and the power of this star formation was far less than that of six hundred years ago.

How could it be that person's work?
As if to confirm his thoughts, the sky ghost, angered by the pain, became even more violent. The tumor-like heads on its body roared in unison, and the resentment was so heavy that it looked like a column of black smoke rising into the sky.

Click!

The iron chain condensed by the power of the stars actually began to show cracks, and finally exploded with a loud bang.

"Haha, just a sick cat, you scared me."

There was a hint of relief in Blind Lin's voice for surviving a disaster, an emotion he was not even aware of.

It turned out to be Zhuge Qixing's descendant who was separated by countless generations, Zhuge Bingmao.

You little white-haired boy, dare you imitate your ancestors?
Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, Zhang Jiuyang's voice suddenly rang out.

"Blind Lin, goodbye."

"Next life..."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said, "You won't have a next life."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed his magic sword and the statue of Zhong Kui slowly raised its head. Its leopard eyes looked around, its beard was like a halberd, and its body slowly rose until it stopped at about nine feet.

Boom!

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck Zhong Kui, who looked like a living person.

However, He held the thunder in front of His eyes, as if a green snake was grasped by its vital point.

Zhong Kui opened his mouth and chewed the thunder into pieces and swallowed it.

Not enough, not enough!

He turned his eyes and smelled a sumptuous meal, which made his stomach rumble like thunder.

That is the direction of the heavenly ghost.

In an instant, the twisted and wailing heads on the Sky Ghost paused, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Zhang Jiuyang seemed to see fear on those resentful faces.

Zhong Kui moved, and walked slowly towards the Heavenly Ghost. Although his body was nine feet tall, it seemed so small compared to the ten-foot-tall Heavenly Ghost.

However, the violent sky demon began to retreat.

Judging from its size, it looks like a giant elephant being pushed back by ants.

The Heavenly Ghost was terrified, and Zhong Kui was... swallowing his saliva?

He took a deep breath, like a whale taking in water, and suddenly a hurricane seemed to blow up around him, with sand and rocks flying everywhere and the sky and the earth dark.

"Bah!"

There was a loud shout, a sound like thunder, shaking the whole earth. There seemed to be some ancient accent in the voice, obscure and difficult to understand, but with hidden mystery.

According to legend, the language of gods contains the most ancient power between heaven and earth, which can move celestial phenomena and make their words come true.

At this moment, Zhong Kui displayed this magical power. As his hair stood on end with anger and his curly beard fluttered, lightning and thunder appeared between heaven and earth, and he was filled with an upright and awe-inspiring aura.

The body of the Sky Ghost was covered with cracks at some point, as if it was under some tremendous pressure.

Zhong Kui stretched out his pair of thick black hands. His movements were very slow, as if he was pushing Mount Tai, showing a huge brute force, which fell little by little on the ghost-slaying sword at his waist.

The masculine energy was like a rainbow piercing the sun, forcing the black hair to stand up.

There was a hint of anticipation in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

Let the world see...

The real god!

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(End of this chapter)