The God and Buddha are actually me

Yue Ling's discovery shocked everyone.

You know, before Yue Ling came, the heads of Bodhi Court and Discipline Court had already checked the head.

Except for the fracture of the neck, no external injuries were found, and there were no traces left around, and no clues could be found.

But Yue Ling only looked for a moment, and seemed to have discovered something that they had overlooked.

Eyes!

Zhang Jiuyang immediately walked up and stared at the pupils of the head to check. Sure enough, there seemed to be a figure in the most subtle place.

The figure was very faint and tiny, and it looked very insignificant in the dark pupils. Even if ordinary people observed carefully, they would never find it.

Only people like Yue Ling, who have a high level of cultivation and are very observant, can notice the details here.

"Normally, a person's pupil cannot leave an image, but Master Fangzhang is a great cultivator at the peak of the sixth realm after all. Maybe he used some means to leave this residual image in the end, wanting to convey some important information to us!"

Tongji agreed with Zhang Jiuyang's words. The sun wheel at his brow also turned, bursting with brilliant light, and looked at his brother's pupil.

However, whether it was Yue Ling's golden pupil or Tongji's sun wheel Dharma Eye, they couldn't see clearly in the end.

It was too blurry.

"Zhang Jiuyang, your heavenly eye is the most mysterious, and you have a unique magical power in seeing things. Come and see."

Three eyes can see the world!

In addition to being able to control the sky fire, Wang Lingguan's Dharma Eye also has a special ability similar to the fire eye, which can see through the world.

Although Zhang Jiuyang has not yet reached the realm of Wang Lingguan, he has undoubtedly gone further on the path of the heavenly eye than Yue Ling and Tongji.

He nodded and opened his heavenly eye to check.

However, after a moment, he also retracted his gaze and shook his head.

Yue Ling's eyes showed a trace of disappointment. Even Zhang Jiuyang's divine power of the sky eye could not see clearly? If so, it seems that this clue can only be abandoned.

"It doesn't matter. Although the figure in the eyes is not clear, there are still some valuable clues."

Yue Ling's pupils lit up and said, "What did you find?"

Zhang Jiuyang pointed to the pupils of the abbot and said, "His eye muscles have obvious contraction. In the last moment before his death, he seemed to be shocked. Combined with the residual image he tried to leave in his pupils, it is not difficult to infer one thing..."

Yue Ling immediately understood and said, "The abbot saw the true face of the murderer before he died, and the other party was someone he knew!"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, and then seemed to think of something, and said, "Have you heard any big noise today?"

The monks thought carefully and finally shook their heads and said, "No."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned.

Tongji couldn't help asking, "Master Zhang, why do you ask that?"

Zhang Jiuyang explained, "With the abbot's cultivation, it is impossible for him to die quietly. Moreover, his magic power has dissipated, which shows that he has broken the method of silent meditation. How could no one hear his shocking cry thirty-two years later?"

"There is only a head but no body here, and there are no signs of fighting around, which shows that this is not the first scene. Master Tonghui was killed somewhere else and his head was cut off and sent here."

That's why Zhang Jiuyang asked this question, wanting to find the first crime scene, where there should be more clues.

But what surprised him was that these people didn't hear any movement.

Could it be that the place where the two sides fought was far away from Baiyun Temple?

"Strange, do you have some very hidden place here, where no one would notice the movement even if they fought?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked.

Tongji's face changed slightly when he heard this, as if he thought of something, and said, "I think I know the place where the abbot fought with the murderer"

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Back mountain, Baiyun Peak

Tongji took Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling to the top of the mountain. There were many formations along the way, such as the obstruction formation, the confusion formation, and the disturbance formation. The most powerful one was the ancient lotus formation.

Three thousand lotuses condensed by the power of Buddha symbolize the three thousand worlds of Possa, which are scattered all over the world and form the ancient lotus formation, one of the eight most evil formations in the world.

If you don't know how to break the formation, once you step into this formation, you will continue to experience the pain of the reincarnation of the lotus until the soul is disintegrated and the true spirit collapses.

Of course, the top power of the eight realms of Yang Shen is an exception, because the Yang Shen implies that the soul has touched the realm of immortals and Buddhas, and it is indestructible and indestructible.

Zhang Jiuyang has practiced many inheritances of Yuding Palace and has a certain attainment in formations. How can he not see the power of this ancient lotus formation now?

He secretly sighed that it is worthy of being the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism that has been passed down for thousands of years, and its foundation is really unfathomable.

This formation is extremely powerful, probably no less powerful than the mountain protection formation of Baiyun Temple. It is so great that it is definitely not something that current cultivators can do.

This should be the formation set up by the founder of Zen Buddhism, Baiyun Patriarch.

However, such a stunning formation is not used to protect the temple, but only to protect this back mountain. Isn't it a bit of a waste of talent?

Could it be that in the eyes of Baiyun Patriarch, the things to be protected on this mountain are even more precious than Baiyun Temple itself?

"We are here."

Climbing to the top of the mountain, the surrounding sea of ​​clouds is vast and looks very quiet. The most attractive thing is the painting on the stone wall.

Five Hundred Arhats Demon Suppression Picture!

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked and looked at it intently. Is this the painting of the painting saint?

"You two, this painting is guarding the holy land of Baiyun Temple. The Arhats in the painting are all seniors in the temple. They have a bad temper. If they offend you, please forgive me."

Tongji first said something in a voice transmission, and then bowed to the painting and said, "Seniors, I am here to ask you something."

The surroundings were still silent, without any sound.

Tongji's face changed instantly.

"Master Tongji, there seems to be something wrong with this painting. Look carefully at the five hundred Arhats..."

Zhang Jiuyang's voice sounded, which seemed unusually solemn.

Tongji looked at it carefully, and was shocked. He saw that the five hundred Arhats in the painting were all lying on the ground, some with their heads smashed, some with their eyes gouged out, and some with their limbs chopped off...

The Arhats who used to be noisy have now become corpses in the painting, losing all their charm.

Even the strongest Tianlong Luohan died miserably. The dragon king he subdued was skinned and his tendons were pulled out. His chest was also hollowed out and his heart disappeared.

But strangely, Tianlong Luohan still maintained an action, raised his finger to the sky, as if he was completing a spell, but was forcibly interrupted.

Tongji's eyes turned red again, but this time he did not go crazy, but forced himself to calm down, but his fists were clenched tightly, squeezing the Buddhist beads with a bang.

"Strange, although there are traces of fighting here, they are very slight, far less tragic than in the painting..."

Yue Ling observed the surroundings and frowned.

"Come with me."

Tongji raised his foot and stepped into the painting, and his figure disappeared instantly.

Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling looked at each other, both showing a hint of strangeness, and then realized that the holy land of Baiyun Temple was hidden in the painting.

It seems that the painting saint gave this picture to Baiyun Patriarch to protect this holy land.

Then the murderer's purpose of coming to Baiyun Temple should also be for the so-called holy land.

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly developed a strong curiosity about the holy land. If nothing unexpected happens, the Huashou Gate mentioned by the two-faced Buddha should be in the holy land.

In addition to being the gate to the Western Paradise, what secrets does this gate hide? Why did the two great masters, the Painting Saint and the White Cloud Patriarch, start to plan and protect this gate in ancient times?

Legend has it that the Huashou Gate is a prophecy of the Buddha's death. Could it be that the Buddha's death is also related to the Painting Saint and the White Cloud Patriarch?

Zhang Jiuyang felt as if he had touched a distant truth from ancient times, but unfortunately it was still shrouded in clouds and mist, and he could not see the blue sky.

"Let's go, let's go in together."

Yue Ling patted Zhang Jiuyang's shoulder, and then, as before, she took the lead in entering the painting to help Zhang Jiuyang explore the way.

If the murderer was still hiding in the painting and did not leave to attempt a sneak attack, she could also be a meat shield for Zhang Jiuyang.

She never said such small details, but just did it silently.

Zhang Jiuyang also entered the painting. His eyes went dark for a moment, then brightened again. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in the world of the painting.

When he saw the surrounding scene clearly, his pupils trembled slightly.

This world was almost destroyed. The mountains and rivers were all scarred, shocking, and there were withered flowers and withered willows everywhere. The original beautiful scenery like the Peach Blossom Spring had disappeared.

Sure enough, this was the place where the fight took place!

And because it was the world in the painting, no matter how loud the fight was, it would not be transmitted, so the monks said that they did not hear anything unusual.

"The body is there!"

Yue Ling pointed his hand, and everyone immediately flew up to the sky and came to the head of the stone Buddha. Sure enough, they saw a headless body, the eight-treasure cassock was stained with blood, and the nine-ring tin staff was inserted directly into the stone, shaking gently in the wind, and the ding-dong sound was like sobbing and wailing.

Zhang Jiuyang noticed that the murderer did not take away either the eight-treasure cassock or the nine-ring staff, and seemed to care nothing about these two treasures of Baiyun Temple.

"Brother..."

Tongji's voice was filled with grief, and he choked with sobs, and at the same time, his hatred for the murderer became stronger.

"You two, please help me find the murderer. Even if I risk going astray and falling into hell, I will avenge my brother!!"

Yue Ling understood his emotions very well. People who practice the Ming Wang Fa are actually pure in mind, love and hate clearly, and would rather break than bend.

Otherwise, she would not have vowed to kill Tianzun and pursued him for many years because of her sister's death.

"Master Tongji, we are naturally willing to help you, but you can't hide it. You must answer me a question honestly."

Zhang Jiuyang looked into his eyes and asked, "Is the holy land of your Baiyun Temple hidden in this painting?"

Tongji paused slightly, with hesitation in his eyes.

After a long while, he nodded and said, "Yes, the holy land is indeed hidden in this painting world."

"Where in the painting? Can you take us to see it?"

Zhang Jiuyang looked around. In fact, he had been observing when he first came in, but he did not find the holy land.

Tongji shook his head immediately after hearing this and said, "This is the biggest secret of my Baiyun Temple. Except for the abbot and the next abbot, it must not be spread outside. No one except the abbot is allowed to enter the holy land."

Zhang Jiuyang sighed helplessly and said, "But your biggest secret has long been known by the murderer. His purpose is very clear, which is the holy land of Baiyun Temple."

"Five hundred arhats blocked the way and were all killed by him. Then the other party walked straight into the painting and found the place where the holy land was hidden, which alarmed the abbot. I guess... it should be some kind of mechanism."

"Unfortunately, the abbot was not his opponent and died tragically in the end."

Zhang Jiuyang stepped slowly, as if he was putting himself in the murderer's perspective, and continued: "The murderer still entered the holy land, got what he wanted, and came out satisfied."

"He seemed to have a kind of disgust for monks, so he cut off the abbot's head and put it in the Buddha's hand for people to find."

"Not only disgust for monks, this is even a kind of... disgust for Buddha."

Zhang Jiuyang's pupils suddenly shook, and said: "It is even possible that he did not leave immediately after putting down the head, but quietly waited for the first monk to find it, and saw that the monks had developed a fear of the Buddha who used to be revered as a god, and fled in panic before leaving with satisfaction..."

"Enough!"

Tongji He suddenly raised his eyes and said word by word: "I will definitely catch him!"

"If you want to catch him, take us to the holy land. The murderer's target is there. I think there must be more crucial clues there."

"Otherwise, your brother's death would be in vain."

Tongji took a deep breath and said: "I do know how to open the holy land, but the holy land of Baiyun Temple has never allowed outsiders to enter. Let me think about this matter again."

"How long do you have to wait? You must know that the longer you wait, the lower the possibility of finding the murderer."

"Wait for me... bury my brother first."

Tongji stopped talking. He slowly picked up his brother's body, took away the nine-ring tin staff, and fled to the outside of the painting. His back was very determined.

Yue Ling frowned and said, "There is no way. This is Baiyun Temple after all. Even if I represent the Imperial Observatory, I cannot force them to open the sect's forbidden area."

Zhang Jiuyang said meaningfully, "He was actually shaken just now, but he had to refuse because of the temple rules passed down for thousands of years."

"In that case... I might as well add fuel to the fire."

Yue Ling's eyes lit up and said, "Zhang Jiuyang, do you have a solution?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, I believe he will personally invite us to enter the holy land soon."

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