The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 412: Although the gods are in the clouds, their roots are in the clay sculptures

Deep in the East China Sea, Jiange.

The old sword god Pei Yulong was the first to hear the sword sound that echoed throughout the nine provinces, and even his own magic sword was ringing.

It was an invisible force pulling the Qi, some kind of power that resonated with the sword.

Before long, even the Sword Mountain began to tremble. The swords and hidden swords of the sword gods of past generations all awakened at this moment, and exhaled huge waves of sword energy, causing the entire East China Sea to become turbulent.

At the top of the mountain, the Zhuxian Sword of Bai Yunsheng, the innate sword immortal who was once known as the number one sword immortal in the world, was also trembling at this moment, and the iron chain on the sword was rattling.

Pei Yulong was intoxicated by the sound of swords between heaven and earth.

Hearing the music of the strings one can understand the elegant meaning; watching a leaf fall one can know that autumn has arrived.

With Pei Yulong's attainments in swordsmanship, he could tell that behind the sound of the sword, there was an amazing sword technique hidden. For swordsmanship, it was simply groundbreaking and unprecedented.

Pei Qianhuo, who was drunk, woke up from his dream with all his drunkenness gone.

Above the vast expanse of blue waves, under the bright moon in the wilderness and mountains, a cold figure is dancing with the Shaoguang Sword. She carries a sword case on her back, wears a green skirt, has black hair like a waterfall, and a dot of cinnabar between her eyebrows. Her sword skills are light and agile, as graceful as a flying phoenix.

Under the pull of the Shaoguang Sword, it seemed as if the moonlight in the sky was falling down and transformed into strands of sword light, lingering on the sword body, like an immortal dancing with a sword and silver light from the sky.

Pei Qingchi has an extraordinary comprehension ability. After experiencing "The Record of Lu Chunyang's Flying Sword" countless times, her sword intent has become more and more pure. She has already stepped half a foot into the fourth realm. Her rapid progress has shocked even her senior brother Pei Qianhuo.

Suddenly, her smooth sword skills froze.

Pei Qingchi put away her sword and stood, looking towards the west. She also heard the sound of swords echoing throughout the Nine Provinces, and her eyes lit up.

"Junior sister, which sword immortal has achieved enlightenment?"

Pei Qianhuo said in shock.

Millions of swords in Kyushu clinked and rang at the same time. This kind of phenomenon was simply unheard of.

"It's not about attaining the Tao, it's about establishing the Tao. Someone has created a new sword art."

Pei Qingchi listened carefully to the sound of the sword. The cold voice rang out under the moon. His hair was flying in front of his forehead and his eyes were as clear as a sword.

"Brother, you should read more books. It is recorded in the ancient books of my Sword Pavilion that when the founder Bai Yunsheng was 32 years old, he created the way of sword pills, which caused the whole state to ring with swords. People in the world called him the Xiantian Sword Immortal."

Pei Qianhuo really didn't know about this history. He was even more surprised and said, "When the ancestor realized the truth, it was only the sound of a sword in one state. This is the entire Kyushu!"

"Junior sister, who do you think it could be?"

After a pause, he coughed and said, "I was drunk just now, and I realized a set of sword techniques in my dream. Do you think that person is..."

"It's Brother Zhang!"

Pei Qingchi said in a decisive tone, with a gleam in his eyes, as if he saw that handsome young man in white clothes again.

"It seems that Brother Zhang has already figured out the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique in The Flying Sword. From now on, the sword art will have another mountain to climb."

Pei Qianhuo was a little unconvinced and said: "Brother Zhang is indeed powerful, but he is not better than the founder of our Sword Pavilion. Moreover, his swordsmanship is not pure at all. His combat power is high, but his swordsmanship may not be so good..."

Before he could finish his words, his expression suddenly changed and he covered his mouth with his hand.

Pei Qingchi looked at his senior brother strangely, not knowing what he was doing.

"vomit!"

Pei Qianhuo finally couldn't hold back and spit out the sword ball in his stomach. It turned out that the sword ball he had been practicing for decades suddenly moved abnormally and wanted to fly out automatically.

The Golden Rainbow Sword flew out, emitting sword energy and carving a line of words on the stone wall next to it.

"Brother Pei, Xiao Chi, I have mastered the swordsmanship now. I hope you two can come down the mountain and take charge of Chunyang Palace. When I come back, the three of us can discuss swordsmanship again."

The signature is three words: Zhang Jiuyang.

The writing was vigorous and majestic, and every word seemed to be a set of extremely superb sword techniques, containing amazing sword intent, which made Er Pei fascinated.

Pei Qianhuo was amazed and asked, "How did this guy practice to improve his swordsmanship so quickly?"

The last time they met, although he was defeated, he could still see her back and thought he could catch up with her if he tried harder. But now, he can't even see her back.

This short line of words seemed to give him a wake-up call, making him realize the huge gap.

He felt that the sword intent revealed between the lines was no less than that of his master.

The most terrifying thing is that even though the opponent is thousands of miles away, he can actually affect his Golden Rainbow Sword. For a sword cultivator, this magical power is really too terrifying.

Before they knew it, the gap between them had grown to this extent?

Pei Qingchi said bluntly: "Brother, don't compete with Brother Zhang, otherwise your sword heart will be broken sooner or later."

"Hey, little girl, you are so mean, aren't you? Who took care of you when you were a little kid?"

"When you say take care of me, do you mean take me with you to steal Master's wine and drink it, and then put the blame on me if we get caught?"

Pei Qianhuo coughed and lowered his eyes guiltily.

"Brother, pack up quickly, it's time for us to go down the mountain."

After a pause, she reminded him, "Also, when you address Brother Zhang, don't use the word 'that guy is long' or 'that guy is short'. He is now the Sword-wielding Elder of our Sword Pavilion. According to the rules, we have to kowtow to him when we meet him."

hiss!
Pei Qianhuo immediately gasped. Not only could he not win, but he was also suppressed in terms of seniority?
This day is really unbearable!
"No, even if I am hacked to death by random swords, I will never go to Chunyang Palace and guard the gate for others!"

He, Pei Qianhuo, is also proud!
At this time, his Golden Rainbow Sword rang again and carved four words on the stone wall.

"Plenty of wine."

Pei Qianhuo sneered and said, "What a joke, can a mere glass of wine make me bow my head?"

Pei Qingchi covered his forehead and sighed, "Brother, why are you packing your luggage?"

"Haha, although I don't want to go, it is the order of the Sword-wielding Elder after all. How can a disciple disobey? This is not me bowing my head, it is simply that the master's order is hard to disobey."

Pei Qingchi: "..."

……

Jizhou, Duke’s Mansion.

Yue Ling stood guard at Zhang Jiuyang's door, but the uneasy feeling in her heart did not dissipate, and even became stronger with the sound of the sword.

Even Yue Shuai and Zhuge Yunhu were alarmed, but they just watched from afar and did not come to disturb them.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the sword gradually faded away and the surroundings returned to calm.

The moonlit night suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that not even the barking of dogs or croaking of frogs could be heard, and it seemed that even a pin drop could be heard clearly.

Just then, the door rang.

Zhang Jiuyang walked out of the room slowly, wearing a green Taoist robe, with long black hair tied diagonally with a wooden hairpin. His every move showed his immortal demeanor, as if he was a hermit from this world, without a trace of worldly airs.

Especially those clear eyes, as calm as autumn water and as peaceful as an ancient well.

Yue Ling's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She felt that Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have undergone some indescribable changes, as if he had suddenly become a little strange.

"Miss Yue, thank you for protecting me."

His voice was still as gentle, but there was a slight sense of distance.

"what happened to you?"

Yue Ling asked with a frown, looking Zhang Jiuyang up and down, wanting to step forward, but found that the other party took a few steps back.

"I have learned a set of sword techniques, which can cut off nameless greed and anger, nameless love and desire, and nameless worries. Now that the emotional ties have been cut, there is nothing to worry about. Miss Yue, I am afraid that our relationship has come to an end here."

Yue Ling was shocked. She snorted coldly and said, "What a bullshit sword technique! You must have gone astray in your practice. I will wake you up!"

"Miss Yue, why do you have to cling to me? I am already a person outside the world..."

"If you want to become a monk, ask the gun in my hand first!" Whoosh!
A flash of cold light, and the gun shot out like a dragon.

But the tip of the gun stopped in front of Zhang Jiuyang's eyes, just a hair's breadth away from the opponent's pupil, but Zhang Jiuyang did not move at all, and did not even blink his eyelashes.

He seemed to be standing aside, watching other people's stories.

"If this shot can give you some explanation, then I am willing to take it."

Yue Ling's pupils narrowed. Is Zhang Jiuyang really...forgetful?

Zhang Jiuyang sighed and briefly recounted what happened in Lu Xian Cave.

"So, you pulled out the sword?"

"of course."

Yue Ling subconsciously clenched the gun barrel, and his fingertips turned slightly white.

"Then will you still marry me?"

Zhang Jiuyang sighed.

Yue Ling's heart trembled, his face turned slightly pale, and his determined eyes even showed a bit of trance.

"Of course we have to get married."

"Zhang Jiuyang, you have no choice in this matter. I will marry you——"

Yue Ling's voice suddenly paused, and she realized that what Zhang Jiuyang just said was... are you willing to get married?
Looking up, she saw a smile on Zhang Jiuyang's face and he winked at her, and that familiar feeling came back again.

"I didn't draw the sword because I knew there was a bride waiting for me outside."

Zhang Jiuyang took a step forward, looked into those heroic eyes, and said with a smile, "I have never seen her wearing a phoenix crown and a bridal robe."

Yue Ling's originally fair face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You just said that you would marry me. Tsk, tsk, I never thought that my General Yue could say such touching words of love—"

"Zhang! Jiu! Yang!"

The angry eyes of the King Kong and the divine power of the dragon and elephant.

Ancient wrestling technique: Pulling out the willow tree!

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt an unimaginable force coming at him, and the whole person flew up like a cloud, and then fell heavily into the snow.

Boom!

The entire Duke's Mansion was shocked.

In the distance, General Yue and Zhuge Yunhu looked at each other, and then left without saying goodbye.

In front of the furious Yue Ling, even they did not want to bring bad luck upon themselves, and could only pray silently for Zhang Jiuyang.

"This kid is pretty strong."

"It should be fine...right?"

"But he is the only one who dares to play such a joke on my Ling'er. But to be honest, as a father, I never thought that Ling'er would say that she would not marry anyone else but him. Tsk tsk, it's really rare——"

Whoosh!
A stone flew like a cannonball, brushed past Yue Shuai's cheek, smashed layers of rockery, and splashed up huge waves of dust.

Yue Ling clapped her hands and said calmly, "Sorry, father, my hand is crooked."

Yue Shuai's face twitched, and he quickly smiled kindly, then left without looking back.

Yue Ling looked at Zhang Jiuyang lying on the ground, and her anger finally subsided. She simply lay down in the snow and looked at the starry sky side by side with him.

"Zhang Jiuyang, if you didn't draw the sword, how could you learn that sword technique?"

The vision of Jiuzhou Sword Ming before was not fake.

"Zhang Jiuyang?"

"Ahem, wait a moment, I feel a little dizzy."

Zhang Jiuyang patted his head. Fortunately, the snow was soft and Yue Ling showed mercy. Otherwise, he would have fainted after that horrific fall.

This woman is really strong!

The reason why he made this joke was mainly to test the magical effect of Tiandun Sword Intention. If even Yue Ling, who had a tacit understanding with him, could not see the flaw, let alone other people in the world.

Of course, he also had a little selfish motive, which was to take the opportunity to see how deep Yue Ling's feelings for him were.

She was such a strong person, like a majestic mountain. Even though Zhang Jiuyang could feel that she was very special and had feelings for him, he could not determine the depth of her feelings.

With the wedding approaching, Zhang Jiuyang also wanted to be willful for once and test her heart.

Now he got an answer that satisfied him very much, so he did not resist at all when he was taken to the ground just now, because he also knew that his joke had gone a bit too far.

In this case, you should let the other party vent his anger.

"In Lu Xian Cave, I wanted to draw my sword, but when I thought of you, I put my hand down and chose to refuse."

After a short rest, Zhang Jiuyang's voice slowly sounded. Of course, he would never admit it even if he was beaten to death. At that time, he not only thought of Yue Ling, but also thought of the peerless dragon girl.

As he spoke, his thoughts returned to Luxian Cave again.

……

"Are you sure you want to give up the inheritance of the Tiandun Sword Technique? Even if you might be stuck in the fourth realm forever?"

After Zhang Jiuyang put down his hand, Lu Zu's voice sounded again, still calm and unhurried, as if no matter what choice Zhang Jiuyang made, he would not be surprised at all.

"Master Chunyang, I am sure of this."

"I understand."

Lu Zu did not hint at any accusation and his voice remained calm.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled bitterly and said, "I have failed the expectations of Grandmaster Chunyang. Please punish me."

"Why should I punish you?"

There was a hint of smile in Lü Dongbin's voice as he said, "Zhang Jiuyang, congratulations on finally breaking through the barrier of love."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned for a moment. See through the love barrier?
For the sake of Yue Ling and Long Nu, he chose to refuse the inheritance of Tiandun swordsmanship. How could this be considered as understanding the emotional barrier?
As if he had noticed what he was thinking, Lu Zu smiled.

"To break through the barrier of love, does that mean to forget about love and have no desires or requests?"

"Although immortals are just guests in the clouds, their roots are in clay. My Tiandun sword technique is a sword of wisdom that can save the world. If you want to save the world, you must understand the suffering of all living beings, and lust is one of them."

Zhang Jiuyang showed a hint of enlightenment in his eyes, and said, "I understand now. To see through lust is not to forget about love and sex, but to be able to guard the heart of Tao in lust and not sink into it."

If a god is truly heartless and has no desires, then over a long period of time he will no longer be able to understand the suffering of all living beings, and thus lose his compassionate heart, becoming high and mighty, looking down on all living beings.

Only by coming from the people can you go among the people.

"good."

"Master Chunyang, if I had just drawn the sword, would that mean I had failed the test?"

"it's not true."

Lu Zu smiled faintly and said, "If you draw your sword, you will also learn the Tiandun sword technique, but there is one gift that you will not get."

……

(End of this chapter)