The God and Buddha are actually me

Faced with the Major General's request, Zhang Jiuyang did not agree immediately, but looked at the others first.

"Pindao is not very familiar with Qingzhou. I wonder if you fellow Taoists know the details of that plain girl?"

There are so many evil spirits in the world, and they all have their own magical powers. Although Zhang Jiuyang is confident, if he just relies on his own abilities and runs rampant, he will fall down one day.

If you often walk by the river, if you want to avoid getting your shoes wet, you must always keep caution in mind. Losing caution is just a kind of recklessness.

Taoist Cui and the monks from Jinshen Temple shook their heads.

Du Shensuan stroked his beard and said, "I have heard something."

Although he has the lowest level of cultivation, he has the richest experience. His decades of fortune-telling career has allowed him to see many weird things.

"Actually, when Na Xie Sui said the word betrothal gift just now, I felt a little familiar. Later, when the young general mentioned Su Nu Temple, I suddenly remembered that I had encountered a similar thing before."

It turned out that a few years ago, a man came to him for fortune telling and said that he accidentally entered the Su Nu Temple. After that, he dreamed of having sex with a woman every night, and his body became weaker and weaker. Moreover, the woman also said that it was for him. A betrothal gift was given.

But there are not as many as the Major General, only fifty taels of silver.

"It turns out that different people have different prices. Brother Ninth, how much are you worth?"

When Ah Li heard this, her eyes lit up when she looked at him, as if she were looking at a golden mountain.

Zhang Jiuyang's face darkened.

"I told the man's fortune at that time. It was a bad fortune. If he was worried about his life, I advised him to go to Yongzhou to find Baiyun Temple. It is the most famous Buddhist temple in Daqian, and it is not as high as the threshold of Taipingguan. I am willing to help ordinary people. People see things.”

"That man cherished his life. He said he was going to pay for it when he got back. Later I found out that he died that night."

"His family said that that night they heard the sound of gongs and drums being carried outside, and the sedan finally stopped in front of their home."

"At that time, they were still confused because they only had sons and no daughters, so how could a sedan chair come to their door at night? Until their son said that the sedan chair was coming to pick him up and he was going to die soon. He hoped that his parents would take better care of themselves in the future. He immediately fell to the ground and died."

Du Shensuan sighed as he spoke, and said: "What a pitiful, good man. He used to be a strong and powerful man, but when he died, he was emaciated and had a terrifying appearance."

A trace of fear flashed in the Major General's eyes. This man's experience was almost exactly the same as his.

Is it possible that he will die tonight?

Thinking of this, he felt terrified, but when he saw the calm and calm Qingpao Taoist holding a long sword, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

The immortal master is so calm, he must be confident.

"What an evil vegetarian temple that only targets men with sufficient yang energy and strong essence. It is said to be a betrothal gift, but it is actually money to buy a life."

Zhang Jiuyang sneered and continued: "First, he collects the tonic in a dream, and after squeezing the body clean, he then 'marries' the person's soul back. It's really like knocking the bones and absorbing the marrow, leaving no residue behind."

Murderous intent arose in his heart.

This evil spirit has really tarnished the word plain girl.

In the past life of China, Su Nu was also called Baishui Su Nu. She also had a well-known name, Tianluo Girl.

However, the simple women in this world regard men as the cauldron of spiritual practice, until they squeeze out the last bit of value, not even letting go of their souls.

He silently analyzed the plain girl's abilities, including dreaming, charm, tonic, and clone.

It seems that the ability to fight is not strong, and the most important thing to be wary of is the charm technique.

Zhang Jiuyang has not forgotten that he is still in the Hundred Days Pass and only has the last eight days left to achieve complete success.

Although the "Chongyang Real Person's Golden Guan Jade Lock Technique" calmed his desire, the moon god's charm skills almost made him break the last time.

If he failed at the last minute, he would really regret it.

And now, his essence is as majestic as the sea, and his yang energy is as strong as a furnace. In the eyes of evil spirits who practice the way of tonic, he is simply a walking treasure.

The ultimate cauldron.

Zhang Jiuyang hesitated for a moment and decided to wait a little longer. When he was done for a hundred days and had no worries anymore, he would go to Nanping Mountain to attack the mountain and destroy the temple!

But first we need to help the Major General get through tonight's difficulties.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Jiuyang took out another Five Thunder Talisman and said, "General Zhang, put this talisman into a yellow pouch, along with seven grains of Yuan rice and three lamp grasses, tie it with a yellow thread and wear it around the Major General's neck. , which can not only protect him, but also quickly help him regain his strength.

Having witnessed the previous scene of the talisman exorcising evil spirits, how could General Zhonglang not know the preciousness of this talisman? He quickly took it with both hands and bowed in agreement.

"Major General, you can have a good sleep tonight and don't worry about anything. I'll just have to work harder and stay up all night."

Zhang Jiuyang sighed in his heart, it was hard to make money, and he had to work overtime at night.

Life is not easy.

"Thank you, Master Immortal!"

The lieutenant general bowed down, then ordered someone to bring a tray, and lifted the red cloth on it. Under it were pieces of gold ingots, which shone lightly in the sunlight.

One piece is twenty taels. At a glance, there are ten pieces, which is two hundred taels of gold!

This is definitely a large amount of wealth, enough for ordinary people to squander it for a lifetime.

"These copper-smelling things are not in the Immortal Master's eyes, but these are the only things I can get my hands on. I also ask the Immortal Master to accept them. After my son spends tonight, I will give you three hundred taels of gold as a gift. Just a round number.”

Altogether there are five hundred taels of gold!

This handiwork, man, is quite greedy!

According to the salary of Daqian, even if a fourth-rank Zhonglangjiang saved up his whole life, he would definitely not have so much money.

Zhang Jiuyang could feel the hungry wolf-like eyes of A Li without even looking.

He was not hypocritical. He came here to tell people's stories just to make money. Without money, he couldn't even afford the materials for drawing talismans.

Five hundred taels seemed a lot, but when his cultivation level improved in the future, there would be many places to spend money.

Cultivation is a very expensive thing.

He waved his sleeves, and the twenty kilograms of gold was swallowed by A Li.

In the eyes of others, it was like some kind of magic that hid the universe in his sleeves, hiding Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed.

This made the three people even more amazed, and they felt that Zhang Jiuyang was becoming more and more unfathomable.

Zhonglangjiang understood the ways of the world very well, and gave silver to the other three people, especially Du Shensuan, who gave dozens of taels more.

Taoist Cui and the monks were reluctant to leave, wanting to see Zhang Jiuyang's methods at night.

He didn't care, but pulled Du Shensuan to sit on the ground, and continued to ask about the six-line hexagram technique. At the same time, he did not hide his own experience and insights in cultivation, and gave him guidance.

Although it was just guidance, Zhang Jiuyang practiced the "Yu Ding Xuan Gong" known as the first Taoist practice, and with the background of another world, he could often make Du Shensuan suddenly enlightened with just a few words.

His bottleneck seemed to be loosening.

In an instant, the old man in his seventies was so excited that tears filled his eyes. His piety and yearning for Tao moved Zhang Jiuyang.

Even if he cultivated to the first realm, he would only die a few years later, but if he heard the Tao in the morning, he would die in the evening.

Isn't it a blessing in life to be able to see the scenery he longed for before he died?

When night fell, Du Shensuan, with the help of Zhang Jiuyang, had successfully harmonized the yin and yang in his body and entered the first realm of regulating dragons and tigers.

He burst into tears and wanted to treat Zhang Jiuyang as a disciple, but was rejected by Zhang Jiuyang.

"There are mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people. How can I be someone else's master with my little Taoist skills? Daoist friend, please don't make it difficult for me."

Hearing this, Du Shensuan gave up. He took out a thick book from his arms and said, "Daoyou, I have great kindness. I have nothing to repay you. This is my experience of studying the six-line hexagram technique for decades. I hope you don't dislike it."

Zhang Jiuyang took the thick book very carefully.

When he opened it, it was full of dense annotations, but it was well organized. The paper was a little yellow, but it was well preserved.

He seemed to see a young man under the oil lamp, forgetting to eat and sleep, thinking hard, from black hair to white hair.

Zhang Jiuyang was a little touched. This was not only the experience of this hexagram technique, but also the life of a cultivator.

He wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes condensed and his expression became solemn.

"Here they come."

Du Shensuan was a little confused, and just as he was about to ask, he heard the sound of gongs and drums in the distance.

"Woof woof woof!"

For a moment, all the black dogs in the yard made uneasy calls, and their claws kept digging on the ground, as if they were afraid.

The soldiers at the door also made uneasy shouts.

"General, there is a sedan chair outside, coming to our house!"

"The sedan chair is carried by a group of... monsters!"

The Zhonglangjiang was wearing armor and holding a Guan Gong sword, guarding the door of his son's room with a determined look.

He looked at Zhang Jiuyang.

Zhang Jiuyang waved to him, signaling him to stay calm, and then lightly tapped his toes, and his body seemed to be riding the wind, floating like a feather, and came to the eaves of the main door.

Under the moon, a green robe, a man and a sword, a few strands of hair fluttering in the night wind, looking a little unrestrained and uninhibited.

As Yama, he wanted to be murderous and arrogant, but as Zhang Jiuyang, he hoped to become a sword fairy like Lu Zu.

The greater the difference between the two styles, the less likely they are to be linked together.

He finally saw the sedan chair mentioned by the soldiers and the monster carrying it.

The sedan chair was similar to usual, but the ones carrying it and beating the gongs and drums were some very beautiful maids. The most important thing was that the maids did not touch the ground but floated forward.

The moment Zhang Jiuyang appeared, the sedan chair, which did not flinch even in the face of the soldiers' formation, suddenly stopped.

"Retreat or die."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes condensed slightly, and with the blessing of magic power, his voice was like a huge bell, reaching everyone's ears.

But the sedan chair hesitated for a moment and continued to move forward.

Clang!

Without any nonsense, the demon-slaying sword was unsheathed.

In the dark night, the red light was like lightning and instantly pierced the necks of the two maids, and the two beautiful heads rolled on the ground.

The next moment, the headless body of the beauty turned into a snake body, wriggling on the ground.

Beauty snake?

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved. It was said that this evil spirit had a beautiful face but a snake body. It would call out men's names in the bushes, trick them and kill them.

He tiptoed and floated down from the eaves, his figure light and agile.

At the same time, the Devil-Slaying Sword circled around him and automatically returned to its sheath.

Plop!

The sedan chair fell to the ground. The maids saw the sharpness of the Devil-Slaying Sword and fled backwards.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't care because A Li had already blocked the road.

No one could escape.

Under the moonlight.

He stared at the sedan chair quietly, with a faint sense of crisis in his heart.

The night wind blew the curtains, and a figure could be seen faintly inside, wearing a phoenix crown and bridal robe, motionless, looking very strange.

Could it be that the Su Nu came to pick him up in person?

Zhang Jiuyang made another sword gesture, and the Hundred Days Pass was about to be completed. His magic power was now many times stronger than before. The time when he was exhausted and fainted after a few flying swords was gone forever.

Now he really had some of the elegance and calmness of a sword immortal.

Clang!

The red light was like lightning, shooting towards the figure in the sedan chair, hitting the neck, and the head covered with red cloth fell out and rolled out, revealing its true face under the moonlight.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes condensed, no, it was a straw man!

The bride was made of straw men!

But how could a straw man bleed?

A fishy smell came, and Zhang Jiuyang felt that his magic power was not running smoothly.

The sword was stained with a lot of dark red blood, and the seven-star pattern on it became increasingly dim, and the sword body became staggering as if drunk.

The feeling of being able to do whatever he wanted was interrupted.

It was the woman's Tiankui blood!

A flash of lightning flashed in Zhang Jiuyang's mind, and he instantly understood the plan of Su Nu.

The other party knew the power of the flying sword technique, so they set a trap to lure him to draw his sword and cut the bride in the sedan chair. The bride was made of straw, and it contained the blood of Tiankui that could defile the Taoist magic weapon!

A sword cultivator without a flying sword is like a tiger without claws.

Is it time for Su Nu to show up?

Zhang Jiuyang instantly became alert. The other party had finally defiled his flying sword, so there must be a backhand!

Whoosh!

The backhand followed one after another, but to Zhang Jiuyang's surprise, Su Nu did not show up. The one who made the move... was the sedan chair!

A tongue flew out of the sedan chair, several feet long, and rolled Zhang Jiuyang in.

The next moment, the sedan chair laughed horribly and turned into a huge head, with eyes like copper bells, jagged fangs, and hideous and ugly facial features.

The sedan chair... is a monster!