The God and Buddha are actually me

Zhang Jiuyang was walking on the streets of Qingzhou City. Unlike last time, it didn't rain this time, and his mood was completely different.

It was as if a heavy chain had finally been cut off, and the whole person felt much more relaxed.

The boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the Underworld Token seemed to have consumed most of its power and became dim again, but unlike before, it still retained one ability.

Zhang Jiuyang sank his consciousness into it, and then he could feel the echoes of several other tokens between heaven and earth.

Unable to sense location, but able to communicate with it.

Just like the chat groups of later generations.

Zhang Jiuyang thought for a while and chose the Geng token, which is Lao Qi's grumpy brother.

The next moment, through this magical Huangquan Token, Zhang Jiuyang's consciousness crossed the mountains and seas, across the heaven and the earth, requesting spiritual communication with the Geng-character Token.

"Lao Qi, are you there?"

Of course, the premise is that the other party is also willing to communicate.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't let Zhang Jiuyang wait for too long, and there was a response from the other side, which was just accompanied by a burst of rapid breathing.

The familiar Mi Mi sound instantly reminded Zhang Jiuyang of certain works of art from his previous life.

"Lao Jiu, what's the matter?"

The grumpy brother's voice was still so grumpy, accompanied by slaps from time to time.

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

"It's okay, I just wanted to ask if the person named Luna is a boy or a girl. Why do I always disappear and have a bigger air than me? I feel a little unhappy."

Hearing this, the grumpy brother suddenly became interested. He didn't know what he thought of, and he clapped more frequently.

"Lao Jiu, you don't know how naughty that bitch of the Moon God is!"

"That voice, that charm. As long as she is present at every underworld gathering, I will have to fight to vent my anger when I go back. Bang tough!"

"However, that girl is indeed of high moral character. I don't know how many demons and monsters are worshiping under her pomegranate skirt, but no one can take advantage of it. Let's think about it and forget it, but don't really ask for trouble..."

There was a hint of fear in the grumpy brother's voice, as if he had suffered a loss in this area before.

"And that girl has a lot of good things in her hands. They are all rare treasures in the world. She is a big customer of our Huangquan Banquet. Every time she shows up, everyone will be very excited. It really pisses her off. If she doesn't exchange it for You will suffer a big loss..."

The grumpy brother is not too wary of Zhang Jiuyang. Of course, what he is talking about is not a top secret. Even if he doesn't tell these things, Lao Jiu will know about them in the future.

Zhang Jiuyang silently wrote down the information about this moon god. The woman was good at charming, with a high level of Taoism, a mysterious identity, and many rare treasures...

This is the benefit of breaking into the underworld.

In the files of Qin Tian Jian, the news about Huang Quan is often just a few words, and most of them are speculations without evidence.

There is no record about the three women in the underworld, Moon God, Xuan Su and Tai Yin.

But now he has gotten a lot of important information after a gathering in the underworld.

"Lao Jiu, seeing how angry you are, do you need Brother Qi to give you some women for the next party? Don't worry, the quality is absolutely high, with big arms, a round waist, a wide frame, top quality!"

Zhang Jiuyang's expression suddenly froze.

This unique aesthetic was really unflattering. In an instant, the image he had just established of the Moon God suddenly collapsed.

How fat must the Moon God be to make Lao Qi so excited?

After hastily ending the exchange with Lao Qi, Zhang Jiuyang hesitated for a moment, remembering the fair and flawless figure under the clouds and smoke, and decided to contact Taiyin to get familiar with it.

If you want to form your own small circle, two points are crucial. The first is to become a community of interests, and the second is daily communication and maintenance.

But this time, Taiyin ignored him.

Zhang Jiuyang had no choice but to give up.

He doesn't want to contact other people for the time being. He has to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time. What's more, the persona he has set up is cruel, cold, and murderous. Being too proactive will make others suspicious.

But just when his soul was about to withdraw from the Underworld Order, a consciousness came and took the initiative to communicate with him.

It’s the C-word token—Moon God!

Zhang Jiuyang was slightly shocked.

After pondering for a moment, he chose to agree to the other party's communication request.

In an instant, the C-character token and the Ren-character token established a mysterious and mysterious connection, allowing them to communicate and have conscious conversations with each other through spirit.

A chuckle sounded.

The laughter was lazy and charming, with a hint of subtle cunning in its crispness, just like a pot of daughter's red that had just been warmed. It only takes three ounces to make people drunk to the core.

"Is it Yama? I heard that you are very angry..."

She paused slightly, seemed to lick her red lips, and said with a sweet smile: "Do you want sister to help you vent your anger?"

That voice seemed to have a strange magical power that could easily penetrate the deepest corners of people's hearts and stir up those shameful, dirty, or secret desires.

Zhang Jiuyang felt that the blood in his body was surging, his heartbeat began to speed up, and the desire that had been forcibly suppressed in the Hundred Days Pass was about to explode again.

Taking a deep breath, he silently practiced the "Chongyang Real Person's Golden Guan Jade Lock Technique", which gradually calmed down the heat.

However, the next moment, Luna's voice sounded again, scornful and teasing, and containing a hint of inexplicable teasing.

"If you didn't answer for so long, you wouldn't be listening to my sister's voice..."

"What are you doing...something shameful?"

In an instant, the heat that had just subsided started to rise again.

Zhang Jiuyang has realized that something is wrong, it is a charm technique!

After all, he was a cultivator, and he was also practicing the "Chongyang Zhenren Jinguan Yusuo Jue". He passed the 100-day pass with ease. How could he be so unbearable?

No wonder Lao Qi was so afraid of this woman. Just this charm technique was already very scary!

He quickly imagined the appearance of the Moon Goddess, who was broad-shouldered, waisted, and broad-boned, eight feet tall, as heavy as Mount Tai, but deliberately spoke in a delicate voice...

In an instant, the feeling of charm disappeared.

"Get lost."

Zhang Jiuyang said coldly.

The Moon Goddess was startled, and then she giggled and said, "What a domineering Yama, I was just joking with you, why are you really angry?"

She had put away her charm technique, but even so, her voice still had a natural charm, numb to the bones, and made people's minds sway.

Zhang Jiuyang felt a little scared.

This Moon Goddess was actually using her charm technique to test his background. If he didn't hold on, he would definitely be despised or even despised by her.

"If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just fart."

His voice became colder and colder, even mixed with some uncontrollable hostility.

The Moon God was not angry at all, and smiled: "I heard that Yan Luo can command thousands of ghosts. I admire him very much. I have some treasures that can enhance the strength of ghosts. I wonder if Lord Yan Luo is interested?"

"What do you want?"

"I want you... to lead thousands of ghosts in the future and help me once, how about it?"

Zhang Jiuyang's voice was still indifferent.

"That depends on the treasure you give."

"Hehe, how can I bear to disappoint Lord Yan Luo? Even if you want me to serve you personally, it is not impossible-"

Zhang Jiuyang ended the contact directly.

His consciousness withdrew from the Yellow Spring Order, and a sneer appeared in his eyes.

This Moon God is not simple. He didn't say a word of truth. He just communicated so much, not only did he not reveal any useful information, but he was snooping on him without leaving any trace.

At first, she put on a queen-like posture to take the initiative. After finding that he was not deceived by the charm and was very domineering and strong, she immediately changed her strategy and took the initiative to put herself in a weak position, looking like she was trying to make peace with herself.

She really knows how to manipulate men.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and took out a booklet, which contained information he had collected and sorted out about the people in Huangquan.

For example, the two-faced Buddha is the top of the head of Buddhism, shrewd and calculating, with a large number of boys and girls.

The Painted Skin Master is vicious, vengeful, one-eyed, the way of the painted skin, and has the face of Zhuge Yu.

He thought about it and added another label to the seventh brother - lustful, unique aesthetics.

The Moon Goddess added the three labels of charm, sea king and rich woman.

Taiyin has only one label, fairy.

As for the fifth heavenly stem Xuansu and the most mysterious Tianzun, they are still blank.

Closing the booklet, Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly.

Since he is called Yan Luo, this book will be called "Book of Life and Death" in the future.

As he walked towards home, he hummed a tune softly.

"Walking through the sea of ​​forests, crossing the snowy plains, and soaring into the sky!"

"Expressing lofty sentiments and aspirations in the face of the mountains..."

A figure flew towards him, as if it had been waiting for a long time.

A Li threw herself into his arms, nodding her head, as if a young animal had seen its relatives, and was very happy.

She raised her little face and asked, "Brother Jiu, what are you singing?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and said, "Going up the mountain to fight the tiger."

...

Seven days later, Kyoto, White Tiger Pavilion.

Yue Ling was not wearing armor, but only a red battle robe. She had a slim and straight figure, her long hair like a waterfall tied into a ponytail, and a red mark on her forehead, as sharp as a flame.

This was her self-sealed Dharma Eye.

Not only did she seal the Dharma Eye, she also covered her eyes with a piece of black cloth, holding the undrawn Dragon Sparrow Sword, standing in the drifting autumn leaves, with a murderous aura blowing in her face.

Opposite her, there were dozens of elite soldiers in armor, each of them was a veteran of hundreds of battles, and a proud and brave general in the Jizhou army.

However, at this moment, they looked at Yue Ling with fear in their eyes.

"Go on, anyone who can make me retreat a step will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"

"Anyone who hurts me will be rewarded with ten thousand gold!"

The soldiers were finally inspired to fight again after hearing so many rewards. Regardless of the pain on their bodies, they raised their swords and guns and went forward to fight.

Yue Ling only relied on her hearing and her martial arts that she had honed for thousands of years. Her footwork was graceful, and she could always avoid the swords and find the flaws in the battle formation.

Her sword skills were open and closed, and she was as good as an antelope hanging on the horns, which was extremely wonderful. Although the Dragon Sparrow Sword was not unsheathed, it was like a dragon turning over the river and a tiger descending the mountain in her hand.

In just a moment, these dozens of well-trained soldiers fell under her sword again. Although they were wearing armor, Yue Ling's strength was so great that it still hurt through the armor.

She took off the black cloth covering her eyes and slowly opened her bright and heroic eyes.

"Take a break and continue later."

Hearing this, the soldiers all smiled bitterly.

Due to the Qingzhou Ghost King case, Minglie Hou was punished by His Majesty to be confined to the Imperial Observatory for a month. During this period, she seemed to be in a bad mood and often used them to train.

Minglie Hou's extraordinary martial arts were not something they could resist. Even if they sealed their eyes and covered their eyes, they were still no match.

Fortunately, Minglie Hou would sometimes give them some advice on martial arts, so they were not beaten in vain.

"Wait a minute."

Just when they took a break and were about to get up to continue being beaten, Yue Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a rare excitement in his voice.

Little Qingji arrived on the wind.

"I'm here to deliver a letter to my master!"

A hint of joy appeared in her eyes. Qingji's coming to deliver a letter meant that Zhang Jiuyang was back!

As expected, she opened the letter and saw only one familiar word on it.

"An."

Below was a picture of Zhang Jiuyang's face, with a smug look on his face, as if he was saying "I'm awesome!" Although it was just a simple outline, it was vivid and lifelike.

A smile appeared unconsciously at the corner of her mouth, and she felt relieved, even her sharp eyebrows softened.

"This guy, he doesn't even know how to write a few more sentences."

She folded the letter and put it in her arms.

"General, are we still practicing?"

A soldier asked carefully.

Yue Ling glanced at them and smiled, "No need. I'll give you a few days off and give you ten gold coins each. Go and have a good rest."

The soldiers said excitedly, "Thank you, General!"

Yue Ling immediately came to Zhuge Yunhu's Jianzhengyuan and said bluntly, "I'm going to Qingzhou right away. Lend me the Xuelongju."

Zhuge Yunhu quietly put away the "Sex and Zen" hidden under the table, drank a cup of tea and pretended to be calm, shook his head and said, "No, His Majesty said that you must-"

"Otherwise I will tell everyone that you secretly read-"

"When a general is away, he has to obey the orders of the king!"

Zhuge Yunhu immediately changed his words.

Yue Ling smiled and said, "But this is Kyoto."

"Outside the palace is also outside, of course, this word can't be spread randomly..."

Zhuge Yunhu held up three fingers and said, "Three days, I can only help you cover up for three days."

"Five days."

"Four days."

"Deal."

Yue Ling smiled and said, "Thank you, but I still want to borrow something from you."

"What is it?"

"The jar of the century-old wine bestowed by His Majesty-"

"Absolutely not!"

"Carnal Prayer Mat."

"...Leave me half a jar."

"Deal."

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