The God and Buddha are actually me

Facing Zhang Jiuyang's questioning, the owner of the painting's skin suddenly became angry.

You, a meticulous workman from Qin Tian Jian, actually dare to question me?

The sinister eyes under the clouds were almost on fire. He sneered and said, "You are so eloquent, but do you really think you can sit back and relax?"

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly. Listening to this person's tone, could he have any back-ups?

The owner of the painting looked at Tianzun and said: "Tianzun, this person must be the masterpiece of Qin Tianjian. I request to awaken the mountain god of Yanfu Mountain to see the true face of this person!"

After a pause, he said: "If he can successfully go up the mountain, I will be punished voluntarily!"

Geng was startled when he heard this and said, "Is it necessary? Do you have to fight to the death?"

B recited the Buddha's name and remained silent.

Ding said in a voice: "That's good. The mountain god of Yanfu Mountain has the magical power to judge good and evil. The heavier the evil spirit and the stronger the evil thoughts, the more favored the mountain god will be and can manifest various strange phenomena."

"If he is from Qintian Prison, he will definitely not be able to escape the eyes of the mountain god."

Yanfu Mountain is a sacred mountain at the junction of yin and yang. It was the place where ten ghost kings once sworn off to kill each other and came to the human world. Nourished by the evil, ghost and yin energy, a mountain god was born, dominating the world.

But being forcibly enslaved and subdued by Tianzun, Yanfu Mountain became the dojo where the underworld gathers, which can shield the secrets of heaven and nourish luck.

In addition, the God of Yanfu Mountain has a unique ability, which is to sense evil. The more evil the person who goes up the mountain is, the greater its reaction will be.

It's just that in order to avoid being disturbed during gatherings, Tianzun had already detained the mountain god, so this magical ability never appeared.

On the fifth day, Gan was still cold and said: "I agree."

Tianqian hesitated for a moment and said, "This gathering has been delayed for too long. I don't think it's necessary."

"lunar!"

The Painted Skin owner stared at Liu Tianqian and said angrily: "Why are you so protective of this person? Are you two in the same group?"

Zhang Jiuyang learned the name of Liu Tianqian for the first time. It turned out to be Taiyin.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Taiyin say coldly: "Who do you think you are, worthy of questioning me?"

Seeing that the underworld gathering was about to turn into a battle of wits, Tianzun, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.

"Up the mountain."

This was speaking to Zhang Jiuyang, and at the same time expressing his own attitude. He agreed to the painting owner's request and prepared to awaken the God of Yanfu Mountain to determine good and evil.

Zhang Jiuyang's back was covered in cold sweat at the moment. If it weren't for the clouds and smoke, his face would have looked very bad.

After all calculations, I never expected that the other party would have this trick.

No wonder the old eunuch looked confident just now, but he was waiting for him here.

"Haha, this is how you treat guests in Huangquan?"

Zhang Jiuyang's heart was racing like lightning at this moment, thinking about how to escape unscathed.

"Why do you want to join such a rat's nest?"

He pretended to be angry, turned around and left.

Joining Huangquan has failed. The most important thing now is whether he can save his life and leave safely.

However, the next moment, the ground under his feet trembled and cracked open. Countless ghost hands seemed to stretch out from the ground, pulling Zhang Jiuyang down, and then the ground closed.

The owner of the painting loosened his handprint and sneered: "If you are not a person from the underworld, you will be a ghost from the underworld. After seeing Yanfu Mountain, you still want to leave?"

He said proudly: "This person is already guilty, and he only looks bluffing, but he is not very capable, otherwise he would not be taken down by me with one move -"

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, the earth trembled again, and cracks spread like spider webs, as if some terrifying monster was about to break free from the ground.

The face of the painting master changed.

Immediately afterwards, a figure three feet tall walked out of the ground slowly, with a fire wheel on its feet, a golden whip in its hand, and three glaring eyes, extremely powerful.

The invisible sky fire has the potential to start a prairie fire. Within a hundred feet, the gloomy underworld seems to have turned into a furnace.

Lingguan Jue!

"Old eunuch, you are looking for death!"

Zhang Jiuyang's voice was like a bell, mixed with uncontrollable hostility and murderous intent, making the other Heavenly Stems look at him with suspicion.

Especially the mighty giant with three glaring eyes. Even with their cultivation level, they couldn't see through it, and there was a faint feeling of uneasiness and fear in their hearts.

Tianzun quietly watched Wang Lingguan's shadow for a long time, then said: "Go up the mountain, I will give you an explanation after you go up the mountain."

Zhang Jiuyang put away the Lingguan Jue and said coldly: "I hope your explanation will satisfy me."

After that, he walked towards the climbing steps.

Now the arrow was on the string and he had to fire it. Although he relied on the power of Lingguan Jue to frighten these evil spirits, he also knew that if he insisted on not going up the mountain, Tianzun would probably take action himself.

His Spiritual Official Technique can only last for a while. Not to mention Tianzun, even the Painted Skin Master is no match for him.

The only way to survive is by going up the mountain.

Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath and finally stepped onto the first step of the mountain climbing.

For a moment, he felt something abnormal. He seemed to see an old man in black robes and black hair, with black chains wrapped around his body, staring at him with his sharp eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang knew that this was the mountain god of Yanfu Mountain.

His heart beat slightly faster, but his steps did not slow down and he continued walking upward.

After walking fifty steps, the surroundings were calm and calm.

The owner of the painting laughed loudly and said: "It's finally exposed. There is no evil at all. It must be the work of Qin Tianjian!"

Zhang Jiuyang's heart sank. He clenched his fists, and the Lingguan Jue was ready to go. He was ready for a desperate fight.

The Painted Skin Master said proudly: "It seems that your death is no different from that Zhuge Yu. He was as stubborn as you at that time. Later, I broke all his teeth, peeled his skin, and watched him crawl, collapse, and scream on the ground..."

His sinister eyes were full of pleasure and madness.

"That voice is really beautiful!"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes. Even if he died in the battle, it would be better than falling into the hands of this old eunuch.

I wonder if Ah Li can't wait for me to come back. Will she scold me for not keeping my word?

Fortunately, even if he is gone, Yue Ling will take good care of her.

Zhang Jiuyang showed a trace of determination in his eyes, stepped onto the 100th step, and made the Lingguan Jue gesture at the same time, ready for the final desperate fight.

But the next moment, the mountain moved.

The entire Yanfu Mountain began to tremble slightly, and ghost faces appeared on the mountain. They shouted excitedly and looked at Zhang Jiuyang with respect and fear, as if they were welcoming the legendary ghost king.

The face of the Painted Skin Master changed drastically, and he said, "This is impossible!"

Geng laughed and said, "The mountain god will not lie. This is a strange phenomenon of thousands of ghosts fighting. Only the fierce ghost king can have it."

Zhang Jiuyang continued to walk, and soon the strange phenomenon changed again.

With a rumble of thunder.

There was thunder on Yanfu Mountain?

Blood rain fell one after another, which was actually transformed by the evil spirit. It fell to the ground and turned into red flames, like blooming red lotuses.

"The blood rained down from the sky. Even you and I don't have such evil spirit."

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that the evil spirit and evil thoughts in this person could actually show two terrible visions!"

"Wait, it seems that there are more than two!"

After the blood rain, as Zhang Jiuyang climbed the mountain, the whole Huangquan was boiling, the waves were surging, the sky was thundering, the sky was constantly twisting, and ten black suns appeared.

Every black sun made Huangquan vibrate, and all the ghosts were frightened, as if they were born to be the master of the underworld and the emperor of the underworld.

Indistinctly, it seemed that ten magnificent figures could be seen from the black sun, controlling the underworld, judging yin and yang, judging good and evil, and turning reincarnation...

In an instant, the sky in Huangquan was dark, and sand and rocks were flying, like the end of the world.

Boom!

The Yamafu Mountain under Zhang Jiuyang's feet trembled violently, and cracks appeared one after another. The mountain god in black clothes and black hair screamed, his eyes were bleeding, and cracks appeared on his body, as if he could not bear the burden.

The gods and the people are angry, the heavens and the earth have abandoned it, the ghosts are fighting, and the black sun is across the sky!

The Painted Skin Master was stunned, his mouth trembled slightly, but he could only repeat those words.

"Impossible, how could this be possible..."

How could a spy from the Imperial Observatory have such a terrible and strange vision? Even Mount Yanfu could not bear his evil thoughts and almost broke apart.

Tianzun waved his hand and put away the mountain god.

Then, all the strange visions disappeared, and Mount Yanfu stopped shaking, but the cracks on the mountain were still there.

And Zhang Jiuyang finally reached the top of the mountain.

"Haha, I knew you would be fine. Not only are you strong, but you are also fierce and evil. I like you so much!"

"Amitabha, congratulations, my Huangquan has gained another great person, great kindness!"

"I am the master of the 800-li Tongtian Mountains, Lao Jiu, next time at the Tongtian Banquet, I will definitely invite you to drink, and you won't come back until you are drunk!"

"Congratulations."

The fifth heavenly stem was still so indifferent, but there was a hint of solemnity in his voice.

Obviously, Zhang Jiuyang's performance just now not only won her recognition, but also made her a little afraid.

On the contrary, the sixth heavenly stem 'Taiyin', who spoke for Zhang Jiuyang twice, said nothing at this moment, and his figure in the clouds and smoke was as bright as the moon and as quiet as a virgin.

"Today, the ninth heavenly stem returns to his position."

As the voice of the Heavenly Venerable sounded, the ninth throne burst into a brilliant glow, as if it had finally waited for its master.

Zhang Jiuyang did not sit on it immediately, but looked at the Heavenly Venerable quietly, his voice calm and indifferent.

"You said you would give me an explanation."

The Painted Skin Master's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and a trace of panic flashed in his sinister eyes.

In fact, even he himself began to doubt now. Is this man really a spy of the Imperial Observatory?

Perhaps my men really made a mistake.

But no matter what, the two of them have a grudge, and it can even be said that they will never stop until one dies.

Even he felt a trace of regret at this moment.

Others were gloating. Tianzun said in person that the Painted Skin Master was going to be unlucky and would definitely pay a price.

On the Jia throne, Tianzun turned his eyes to the Painted Skin Master, his voice was like thunder and his majesty was like the sea.

"Dig out an eye."

In an instant, the Painted Skin Master's sinister eyes suddenly condensed, full of resentment.

He studied the way of painting skin in depth, and eyes were very important. Without an eye, it would be difficult to achieve perfection when painting skin.

Moreover, after practicing to his current level, his eyes have many magical powers, which cannot be replaced by ordinary things. Digging out an eye will even directly affect his fighting skills.

The Painted Skin Master was extremely reluctant, but he knew the nature of the Heavenly Venerable. If he dared to refuse or bargain, he would lose more than just an eye.

Without much hesitation, he stretched out his fingers and dug out his left eye.

Veins bulged and blood spurted.

What was frightening was that even when he was digging out his own eyes, he didn't say a word, and even his other right eye was staring at Zhang Jiuyang like a venomous snake.

That deep-rooted hatred made people's scalps numb.

Pah!

An eyeball full of blood was thrown to the ground.

"So... are you satisfied?"

He squeezed out a word from between his teeth, and his voice was as cold as an ice cave.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, he walked over, crushed the eyeball with one foot, and blood plasma splashed.

The only remaining right eye of the Painted Skin Master suddenly condensed, as if he also felt the pain of being crushed into mud.

Zhang Jiuyang finally sat on the ninth throne.

In an instant, there were thousands of rays of light.

A lot of information poured into his mind, making him finally understand the role of the Huangquan Order and the purpose of the Huangquan gathering.

The next moment, his voice was like a bell.

"My name is... Yan Luo!"

The ninth heavenly stem of Huangquan - Yan Luo, returns today!