The God and Buddha are actually me

The reversal of the effect, this unique skill can be ranked before the Flower Picking Finger and the Mingwang Method, which shows its respected status.

Both Gesang Venerable and Tianzun practiced this technique.

Zhang Jiuyang stared at the stone wall, his eyes even had a trance, those words and patterns seemed to come alive, turned into colorful lines, exuding an indescribable Zen.

Is this... cause and effect?

"To know the cause of the previous life, the one who receives the effect in this life, to know the result of the next life, the one who does the cause in this life. There are true and false causes and effects, sentient beings carefully distinguish them, false scriptures seek gold and silver, true scriptures are for people's livelihood."

"Good men and women look carefully, listen to the recitation of the Three Lives Cause and Effect Sutra..."

Zhang Jiuyang pondered those formulas in his heart, and the golden elixir flowed, which turned into a trace of pure Buddha power, pouring into his eyes, making his eyes unusually cool.

He looked at Yue Ling and found that the cause and effect lines on their bodies were tightly entangled, and very strong, and were transforming into the red line symbolizing marriage.

The causal line between Tongji and himself is relatively weak, it is an ordinary white line, symbolizing ordinary friends.

However, Tongji has a black line connecting with Yue Ling, symbolizing hostility and competition. This is not difficult to understand. As the descendants of the Mingwang Fa, the two will have a battle sooner or later.

His heart moved. This method of reversing the cause and effect is indeed magical. He just tried to practice it superficially, and he actually saw the causal line.

"Amitabha, two of you, who has seen the method of reversing the cause and effect?"

At this moment, the three of them have finished the tunnel. There is a corner ahead. Tongji stopped and asked suddenly.

Seeing Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling shook their heads, he sighed softly, feeling a little lost.

Unexpectedly, he also had no chance to practice this unique skill created by Baiyun Patriarch, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

"The collection here should be the 72 unique skills of my Baiyun Temple. The founder has gathered the unique skills here, which is really well-intentioned."

"72 unique skills? Isn't your Baiyun Temple known to have 108 unique skills?"

Zhang Jiuyang was a little puzzled. He thought there were a total of 108 unique skills on this stone wall, but he only saw 72.

I didn't expect that there were only 72 in total.

"Amitabha, Master Zhang doesn't know that when my Baiyun Temple was first founded, there were only 72 unique skills. The extra 36 were created by monks in later generations, not by the hands of the Baiyun Patriarch."

Yue Ling exclaimed: "The Baiyun Patriarch is really amazing!"

He created 72 unique skills in a row and laid the foundation of Zen Buddhism with his own efforts. He is really worthy of being a peerless hero who can be as famous as the Painting Saint and Guigu Immortal Master in ancient times.

Tongji sighed, "It is recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that Patriarch Baiyun realized Zen Buddhism when he saw the Buddha smile at a flower. He retreated for 27 years and realized 72 unique skills, which made his mind exhausted. He passed away soon after."

"The Patriarch worked hard for Zen Buddhism and exhausted his mind. We admire him!"

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and asked, "Monk Tongji, do you think... will someone be able to see all 72 unique skills after entering the holy land?"

Tongji shook his head and smiled, "How is it possible, unless that person is the reincarnation of the Patriarch, or the future Buddha."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

"In fact, it would be great if someone could really cultivate all 72 unique skills. Patriarch Baiyun left a prophecy before his death. When the 72 unique skills are cultivated together, it will be the day when Buddhism will flourish."

Tongji had a glimmer of longing in his eyes.

It was also because of this prophecy that for thousands of years, the monks in the temple have tried to practice more unique skills, but they all failed without exception.

Even the brilliant Prajna monk only practiced 27 unique skills, which was the highest record in the history of Baiyun Temple.

"We have been delayed for too long. Let's go and see what is hidden in the deepest part of this holy land."

Yue Ling was the first to go in. After turning the corner, there was no sound.

Zhang Jiuyang was anxious and hurried to follow. His eyes blurred again. He appeared in an unfamiliar place. There were dark tunnels on all sides. He was alone.

At the same time, a sense of crisis surged in his heart, as if there were countless traps and murderous intentions.

He did not act rashly, but stood there and shouted loudly.

"Yue Ling!!"

The voice echoed in the dark tunnel, but there was no response.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned and stepped forward lightly.

On the wall, figures suddenly appeared and slowly walked out to surround Zhang Jiuyang. Their skin was bronze, as if they were the legendary eighteen bronze men.

They did not speak, but started to fight directly.

One of them opened his eyes wide with anger, made the Fearless Lion Seal with his hands, and roared to subdue demons, shaking the surrounding walls.

Thunder Gate Lion Roar Skill!

Another person stretched out his hands and formed claws, and a dragon shadow appeared behind him, making waves of dragon roars and grabbing Zhang Jiuyang.

Eighteen Dragon Claws!

Another person threw his cassock, and the cassock became extremely huge, emitting a strong suction force, trying to take Zhang Jiuyang in.

The cassock subduing magic!

In an instant, the offensive came like a storm.

Each bronze man performed the unique skills just shown on the stone wall, with extraordinary power and cultivation.

Zhang Jiuyang snorted coldly, and a series of golden and silver intertwined brilliance shone on his body, flowing with an eternal and indestructible aura. The whole person was like a thousand-foot-high mountain, motionless under the suction of the cassock.

The lion roared like thunder, causing his long black hair to flutter wildly, but his eyes were as sharp as a sword, without any ripples.

As for the so-called Eighteen Dragon Claws...

Zhang Jiuyang directly used the innate Qi grasping technique, grabbing the bronze man like a giant hand of a god, and then squeezed it hard.

There was a creaking sound, as if the sound of gold and iron being flattened and rubbed sounded, which was chilling.

When Zhang Jiuyang withdrew the spell, a piece of iron fell to the ground, with pits and pits, completely without a human shape, and was actually flattened by him.

With his current skills and Taoism, there are not many places in the world that can keep him.

The siege of the bronze men just now was swift and fierce, and they cooperated tacitly. They were all the unique skills of Baiyun Temple. If it were other five realms, even if they didn't die, they would be injured. Only Zhang Jiuyang could break it so easily and casually.

Zila!

Even the cassock was torn into pieces by his big and small Ruyi magical powers, and then he smashed the bronze man who tried to rush up with a punch.

The bronze man who roared like a lion had already fallen down, holding his neck, and his head was chopped off by the sword of killing evil.

Copper head and iron forehead?

Under the sword of the evil-killing sword, there is not much difference from the flesh and blood.

In just a few breaths, three copper bodies lay on the ground and slowly disappeared.

Zhang Jiuyang was not arrogant. He pointed his sword and the evil-killing sword automatically flew back, spinning around his body. The golden sword energy was like a ray of divine light, completely illuminating the surroundings.

He continued to walk forward, while opening his eyes to look around.     Hmm?

Soon he found that even the eyes of heaven were greatly restricted here. The sight could not even pass through the wall, let alone look into the distance.

It was as if a powerful and mysterious force suppressed his eyes of heaven.

After walking a few steps, expressionless copper men jumped out from the stone walls around him again. This time there were more of them, a full six!

They still rushed towards Zhang Jiuyang without any words, each using his magical powers, all of which were one of the seventy-two unique skills.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned, bent his fingers, and the evil-killing sword killed again.

After a few breaths, these bronze men fell down again, some were cut into pieces by the Xie Zhan Sword, and some were burned into charcoal by the Yu Shu Tian Huo.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes became more solemn, because these bronze men seemed to have higher magic power than before, and they were more proficient in using their special skills.

In this way, he killed wave after wave.

After killing all the bronze men for the fifth time, Zhang Jiuyang was already slightly out of breath, and his magic power was consumed by about 30%.

But these bronze men seemed to be endless and getting stronger and stronger.

After walking a few steps, he encountered the sixth wave again.

This time, the number of bronze men was as high as twelve, and each of them had reached the peak of the fifth realm, and some even mastered two Zen unique skills.

It is no exaggeration to say that this force can easily destroy a small country.

"Kill!!"

Zhang Jiuyang shouted angrily, his hair fell, and he turned into an incarnation, and took the initiative to kill the bronze men.

More people? He Yu Ding Palace has never been afraid!

Another round of fighting, this time with Zhang Jiuyang's cultivation, it took a full quarter of an hour to defeat all twelve bronze men.

This time he tried to cut off the hands and feet of the bronze men without killing them, to see if he could prevent them from appearing again.

But to his disappointment, the bronze men whose hands and feet were cut off soon disappeared automatically, and then new bronze men jumped out of the wall.

A full fifteen!

One of them entered the sixth realm and cultivated three unique skills to perfection!

This time, even Zhang Jiuyang felt the pressure. If this continued, he might have to die here.

Fighting again, this time Zhang Jiuyang no longer attacked, but mainly defended and dodged, trying to delay time and restore mana.

Otherwise, even if he won this wave, he would die in the next wave or the next wave.

Facts have proved that the method of delay is effective, but it is ultimately a delaying tactic. Zhang Jiuyang fought and walked, advancing very slowly.

He also tried to hide directly with the escape technique, or to leave through the wall, but the rules here seemed to have some kind of restrictions, and his escape technique could not be used. As for the walls, they were even more solid and difficult to destroy.

Even the sharp edge of the sword of the evil-slaying sword could only leave a shallow sword mark on the stone wall, and it would recover quickly.

Later on, his mana was seriously depleted, and what was even more desperate was that he found that the number of bronze men was still slowly increasing.

No matter what, win this battle first!

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes showed a ruthless look, and his murderous intent was fully revealed. He no longer held back, and all his fighting power burst out, and the powerful momentum blew the Taoist robe.

Boom!

He lightly patted a bronze man on the head with his palm, and with a thunderous sound, the bronze man crashed into the stone wall. His body was already charred, especially on his head, there was a deep palm print.

The bronze man of the sixth realm took the opportunity to kill him, using the Vajra Bodhi skill and the demon-subduing Fiery Pestle, with great power and blazing flames, like an arhat descending to the world.

Zhang Jiuyang relied on his immortal golden body and the golden shield of the Jade Tripod Palace to forcibly withstand his attack with the demon-subduing pestle. His body only shook slightly, without retreating a step.

He raised his eyes, and the yin and yang energies flowed in his eyes. In his eyes of heaven, there was a blazing flame, like the sun.

"Looking for death."

Boom!

His body made a crackling sound, and he rose several feet like a giant spirit, and then punched the bronze man of the sixth realm. Relying on his extremely powerful defense, he directly ignored the attacks of all other bronze men.

Catch the thief first!

...

Half an hour later, the originally spacious tunnel was in ruins, with corpses of bronze men everywhere on the ground, especially the bronze man of the sixth realm, whose body was almost completely undamaged, covered with terrible fist marks.

Zhang Jiuyang's black hair fluttered, and his body was shining with golden light, only some parts were a little dim, and the golden lamp on his head was a little shaky, but still dazzling.

He slowly loosened his fist, and the blood and qi like a furnace condensed into white mist, flying out from the pores of his limbs, and the 365 Zhoutian acupoints on his body were as bright as stars.

Taoist White Tiger Subduing!

In order to reduce the consumption of mana, he tried to use less magic, relying on his extremely strong physique to kill out, even the bronze man of the sixth realm was killed by his fist.

As for the weaker bronze men, most of them fell under the blade of the Sword of the Evil Slayer, and drops of golden Buddha blood dripped from the sword, dyeing the ground into a golden color.

One man and one sword, with absolute advantage, killed the sixth wave of bronze men.

But Zhang Jiuyang knew that the danger was not over, but was getting worse.

He took out the purple gold gourd from his waist, ready to hide in the gourd world first, and recover his mana and physical strength.

Otherwise, he would be exhausted to death here even if he was exhausted.

Who knows what happened to these bronze men?

On the ground, the bodies of the bronze men gradually disappeared, and on the stone wall, blurry figures began to appear again.

Clang!

The sword of killing evil made a clanging sound, giving Zhang Jiuyang a warning.

The seventh wave of bronze men was about to come out, with more numbers and stronger strength. Across the stone wall, Zhang Jiuyang felt the breath of three sixth realms.

He had a hunch that even if he could win, it would be very tragic, and he might even suffer serious injuries.

Zhang Jiuyang no longer hesitated and prepared to hide in the gourd first, but at this moment, he felt a heat in his chest and an unusual fluctuation of mana.

He was slightly stunned, then reached out to take out the hot object, and found that it was the bronze mirror.

It was with the reminder of this bronze mirror that Yue Ling found the clue that the abbot died of mistaking the cause for the effect, and thus locked the murderer as Tianzun.

At that time, Zhang Jiuyang asked for this bronze mirror because he was worried that the mirror was weird and he couldn't see the clues, and he was afraid that it would hurt Yue Ling.

At this moment, the bronze mirror really showed abnormality again.

The words on the mirror slowly disappeared, as if they were wiped away by an invisible hand, and then a new line of words was written.

"Don't fight inside my body."

"Next, I'll tell you how to go. Go forward twelve steps, turn left, and walk four steps. You can go through the wall..."