The God and Buddha are actually me

Zhang Mansion.

Zhang Jiuyang tucked the quilt for the drunk A Li, and could still hear her mumbling faintly.

"Wuhu, Sister Dragon Girl, fly faster, fly higher, A Li wants to pick stars..."

Zhang Jiuyang quickly covered her mouth and gave an awkward but polite smile to the Dragon Girl behind him.

"My sister is naughty and speaks without restraint. Please don't be offended, Dragon Girl."

This little girl actually dreamed of riding a dragon when she was drunk.

The Dragon Girl's glass-colored pupils were calm, and she stared at Zhang Jiuyang quietly for a long time, and then she exclaimed softly.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have become more powerful."

She even felt a sense of danger in Zhang Jiuyang, which was the keen sense of smell of being a dragon.

The last time she saw Zhang Jiuyang, although there were many strange things about this man, there was no such sense of danger.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and said, "I'm lucky to have broken through to the third realm."

At his age, he has broken through to the third realm of Xiao Zhoutian and opened his Dharma Eye. Even in Taiping Temple or Baiyun Temple, he can be called a young hero.

The Dragon Girl nodded and said, "It's already comparable to a seven-year-old young dragon."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

Good guy, do you have to talk to death?

What's more infuriating is that when the Dragon Girl said these words, there was no trace of sarcasm. Her eyes were pure and her voice was calm. She was simply stating her true thoughts.

She really doesn't understand the ways of the world at all.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, saying, "After our last agreement, I haven't gone to the Dragon King Temple to burn incense again. No one should disturb your rest during this period of time."

The Dragon Girl did not answer this question, but directly confessed her purpose.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I have something I want to ask you for help."

Zhang Jiuyang was not surprised to hear this. For a being like the Dragon Girl who was not worldly, she suddenly came to him. There must be something wrong.

He was curious about what could stump the powerful Dragon Girl?

It should be noted that although she was only in the fifth realm, her dragon body was enough to defeat an ordinary sixth realm. The second master of the Yinren had said that the Dragon Girl and the Painted Skin Master had fought and there was no winner.

The Painted Skin Master was definitely in the sixth realm, and the way of the Painted Skin was just like the Xiao Wuxiang Gong in martial arts novels, which could imitate various magic spells.

But even so, the Painted Skin Master still failed to take down the Dragon Girl.

"What is it?"

The Dragon Girl did not say it immediately. She gently gathered her jade hands and formed a seal. The pure white light bloomed between her fingers, covering the surroundings.

Under the veil, she opened her red lips slightly and transmitted the sound with magic power.

After hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang's eyes showed a hint of strangeness.

It turned out to be this kind of thing, no wonder.

"This matter is not difficult to handle, but why do you come to me for help?"

"Don't you have other friends?"

When the dragon girl heard this, her eyes moved slightly, and she said, "I don't have any friends."

After a pause, she said, "I don't like monsters, and I don't like people even more, so even if you give me a lot of incense, I don't want it to rain."

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved. The old dragon king was undoubtedly the father of the dragon girl. He was as close to the people of Qingzhou as a family and had a deep friendship with them.

In theory, the dragon girl should not reject the name of the human race.

There must be something hidden in this.

"Then why did you come to me?"

"Because you are not a human."

The dragon girl looked at him quietly, but what she said was shocking, almost making Zhang Jiuyang fall.

"If I am not a human, then what am I?"

She leaned forward slightly, and her pair of glass-colored pupils stared at Zhang Jiuyang's eyes at a close distance, like a crystal clear gem under the moonlight.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart jumped.

Being so close, he could even see the straight nose, ruby-like thin lips, and the cool facial contours under the snow-white veil.

A wisp of strange fragrance came from his nose, as if the lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the water town of Jiangnan woke up and bloomed in the spring breeze.

This skin is so tender, as if water can come out if you pinch it. It can only be said that it is worthy of being transformed by the white dragon in charge of rivers, lakes and seas in the legend.

"I can't see it, what on earth are you?"

A trace of confusion appeared in her pure eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to be shrouded in countless mists. He could give out the golden incense that only the legendary immortals and Buddhas had. He had the breath of evil spirits, flames and thunder on his body, which made her feel vaguely dangerous.

But at the same time, he was indeed a young cultivator in the third realm, and he had just broken through, and was still far from the fourth realm.

And he seemed to be wearing some kind of protective treasure that concealed the secrets of heaven, so that her arithmetic could not come true. She could only vaguely sense that Zhang Jiuyang was the best choice, and good luck.

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and said, "Let's not discuss what I am for now. I agreed to your request, but in return, you have to do something for me."

"Okay."

"Don't you want to ask what it is?"

"I don't want to ask."

"...Do you really agree to anything?"

The dragon girl nodded and said, "Anything is fine."

Zhang Jiuyang looked into her clear eyes and knew that he had blasphemed.

How could this fairy in white who was not worldly know the sinister and dirty human heart?

Luckily, she met herself.

"I want you to help me practice."

Zhang Jiuyang said seriously.

"Practice? How can I help you?"

"I have a secret method called palm thunder, which can only be practiced when spring thunder starts. But now it is September, and the next spring thunder will not start until the beginning of next spring. It's too late."

"I wonder if Dragon Girl can summon spring thunder to help me practice palm thunder?"

Zhang Jiuyang did not take the opportunity to ask her to deal with the Painted Skin Master, because the help they asked him to do was not too difficult, and there should be a sense of propriety between friends.

The Dragon Girl nodded without much hesitation and said, "I need to prepare. When the matter is over, you can come to the Dragon Palace under the water of Yunmengze to find me."

"Okay, then it's a deal."

The Dragon Girl nodded to him, and then her figure changed, turning into a white dragon and flying out of the window.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet. I can't always call you Dragon Girl, right?"

Zhang Jiuyang shouted loudly to the window.

Under the bright moon, the white dragon danced in the clouds, and its jade-like scales were flowing with a faint luster. From a distance, it seemed as if it was carved from crystal, noble and mysterious.

The pair of glass-colored dragon eyes looked down from the sky, staring at the ant-like man on the ground.

A cold voice came into Zhang Jiuyang's ears.

"Ao Li."

"I am the third child in my family, you can also call me the third lady."

...

The white dragon left under the moon.

No matter how many times he saw this picture, Zhang Jiuyang always marveled at it.

Unexpectedly, one day he would really become friends with a dragon.

"Ao Li, the third lady..."

Zhang Jiuyang thought of the old dragon king in the Dragon King Temple, and his mind was keenly associated with many things.

Ao Li, who was not yet an adult in the dragon clan, was already so powerful. What kind of cultivation should the old dragon king who controlled the wind and rain of a state for decades have?

I'm afraid he can compete with the legendary Zhuge Qixing.

Why did such a top power suddenly fall?

The third lady...

This means that Ao Li should have two older brothers or sisters, but after the old dragon king fell, there seemed to be few records about dragons in various places.

Even if there is, it is only a few words, vague.

It seems that there are still many secrets behind Dragon Girl Ao Li.

He smiled slightly. No matter what, if he can get the help of Dragon Girl, he will have one more trump card to do things in the future.

Cross-legged, meditate, and continue to practice!

After finishing the Dragon Girl's business and practicing the Palm Thunder Secret Method, he can consider going to Yangzhou to explore the way. Regarding the Painted Skin Master, he has gradually formed an idea.

However, there are still some key information that has not been completed. At the next Huangquan Feast, he must find a way to find out more important news.

Before that, practice is still urgent.

After all, only one's own strength is the confidence of everything.

Silently practicing the "Three Views of Shun and Ni", Zhang Jiuyang was bathed in the moonlight, as if covered with a layer of silver glow, and the upper, middle and lower three Dantians simultaneously attracted the moonlight. The Buddhist sect called it drinking light, and the Taoist sect called it collecting medicine.

The third realm is a slow and steady process. You need to use the moonlight as a sweet rain to nourish the great medicine in the Niwan Palace, so that it can thrive. When the great medicine matures, you can use the body as a furnace, the spirit as medicine, the heart and kidney as water and fire, and the five internal organs as the five elements to refine the great medicine into a golden pill!

Once the golden pill is completed, you will enter the fourth realm immediately!

Zhang Jiuyang knew that this process could not be rushed. He calmed down and practiced little by little.

Soon, the midnight passed, and Zhang Jiuyang opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling.

There is a time limit for collecting medicine. You can only practice at midnight and noon. After the Qi Zhoutian, you can use the midnight and noon Zhoutian fire to remove the dross and retain the essence, and you can also burn to death the moon demon hidden in the moonlight.

When practicing at noon, you collect the sun essence and burn to death the sun demon.

Practicing at other times will not only be twice as effective, but also easy to go astray.

These are all the inheritances left in the "Three Views of Success and Desire", which mark out the traps and crises in practice as much as possible and give the best way to deal with them.

It seems ordinary, but it is actually the result of the hard work and dedication of countless predecessors, and there are unknown dangers hidden in it.

Zhang Jiuyang let out a long breath. He had just broken through, and it was impossible for him to have a big breakthrough in a short period of time. If he wanted to quickly improve his combat power, he could focus on the immortal golden body.

The name is very domineering, but the practice process is a bit aggrieved.

You have to be beaten first.

...

The next day, early in the morning.

"Ali, chop at me."

"No, use the back of the knife!!!"

Seeing Ali raise the pair of pink kitchen knives and chop them, Zhang Jiuyang was sweating profusely. He hasn't even entered the first level of copper arhat yet. Are you trying to kill your relatives for the sake of justice by using the blade directly?

"Oh."

Ali changed to the back of the knife and tried to wave it a few times. Perhaps there was still a trace of residual drunkenness, and somehow changed to the blade in front.

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

"Forget it, you should change to a stick."

Zhang Jiuyang was really worried that he would go through all the storms and finally fall into the little ditch of A Li.

A Li nodded, reached into the Wuchang Army Altar, and asked the soldiers for a... mace?

In the end, Zhang Jiuyang found her a wooden stick.

"Remember, be gentle, and hit the back muscles first."

Zhang Jiuyang took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body, and said in a horse stance: "Okay, hit!"

A Li took a serious aim and took a deep breath.

"Ha!"

With a crisp sound, the wooden stick hit Zhang Jiuyang's head accurately and broke into two pieces.

In the sun, Zhang Jiuyang slowly turned around, wiped the blood that flowed to the corner of his eyes, and his smile was full of coldness.

"Little girl, are you dissatisfied with me recently?"

"Come on, you've made progress, Brother Jiu will practice with you."

In the courtyard, there was a commotion.

At noon, Zhang Jiuyang practiced for another hour, and then continued to practice the Immortal Golden Body.

A Li kept hitting him with a wooden stick, leaving red marks. At first she thought it was fun, but later she began to feel distressed.

"Brother Jiu, don't you feel pain?"

"No, continue!"

Zhang Jiuyang held the Arhat Seal in his hand, silently endured, and moved the Qi according to the Golden Body Method, agitated the fascia, and tried to resist the beating of the stick.

This Immortal Golden Body sounds high-end, but practicing it is like the hard Qigong of street performers, which requires thousands of hammers and countless pains.

It is indeed a method that only monks can practice, and it is really tolerant!

Of course, such a knock will inevitably leave hidden injuries, and then it will be Qingji's turn to appear.

Although its body was only four inches in size, it carried firewood taller than itself and boiled the medicinal soup for Zhang Jiuyang to use for bathing.

Three liang of Astragalus, four liang of Scrophularia, four liang of Mica, five liang of Asparagus, two liang of Tiger Bone...

The medicinal bath is a very critical step. The immortal golden body taught by the old monk has different medicinal bath secrets for each level, and none of them can be missing.

Qingji has the ability to control water. Under its control, the water flow is constantly stirred, and the medicinal power is quickly dissolved.

Zhang Jiuyang jumped into the wooden barrel with his upper body naked, and practiced Qi, absorbing the medicinal power in it, and tempering his muscles and bones step by step.

Gradually, he felt that his skin membrane seemed to become hard under the exercise of Qi, and the scalding feeling in the hot water was also reduced a lot.

Zhang Jiuyang was not surprised at his progress. After all, he was a cultivator of the third realm, and his physique was different from that of ordinary people. The realm of Bronze Arhat was shallow. If he progressed slowly, it would be strange.

Time passed day by day.

Practice, practice, and practice again!

The sun rises and the moon sets, the moon sets and the sun rises, over and over again, without end.

Finally, on the morning of the seventh day, Ah Li missed again and hit Zhang Jiuyang on the head with a stick.

Clang!

The stick broke into two pieces, but unlike last time, Zhang Jiuyang's head was unscathed.

He held the Arhat seal with his hand, and his skin was faintly glowing with a bronze luster. He smiled slightly and said, "Change the knife!"

After a pause, he added, "Don't use the pink one."

Ah Li took out a machete and tentatively chopped Zhang Jiuyang's thigh.

"I'll take it!"

Clang!

The blade seemed to chop on bronze, and sparks flashed.

The first level of the Immortal Golden Body, the Bronze Arhat, was cultivated!