The God and Buddha are actually me

Wearing a red robe, soap boots on his feet, a crown on his head, and a sword hanging on his waist, he looks like a tiger with the power of thunder.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhang Jiuyang transformed into the Heavenly Master Zhong Kui again, and Li Gui Yunniang stood opposite him, her eyes more malicious than before.

Scored twice.

Zhang Jiuyang placed his hand on the ghost-killing sword at his waist again.

Can the divine sword that was once difficult to pull out now be pulled out?

"Hey, Li Gui Yunniang, you killed innocent people indiscriminately and brought trouble to a whole country. Your crime is unpardonable. I am the Celestial Master Zhong Kui who blessed the house and the Holy Lord. He will kill you today!"

Similar rhetoric came out again. Although Zhang Jiuyang's voice was more intimidating than the last time, booming like thunder and full of upright and awe-inspiring, there was a trace of sarcasm in Yun Niang's eyes.

This ghost hidden in the body of the little Taoist priest looks bluffing, but is actually just a silver gun wax head.

How could she have failed to possess her last time if the fat man from Qin Tian Prison had not intervened to destroy it?

It just so happened that this time he was completely eliminated. After possessing him, he acted more realistically, and maybe he could plot against the fat man again.

But just as she was thinking of some sinister plan, she suddenly heard a loud sword cry.

Like Kunshan jade broken into pieces, like the phoenix chirping in the sky.

The Big Dipper star on the sword illuminates the dark world of the sea of ​​consciousness, and the evil spirit rises to the sky. It seems that there are thousands of ghosts howling in terror, Zhu Xie wailing.

Yun Niang's sneer froze on her face.

Plop!

Her head rolled on the ground, her neck was as red as carbon, and wisps of black smoke were still coming out.

A soap boot stepped on her head, and her body was tall and majestic, like a demon.

Yun Niang tried to make a sneak attack with her hair, but the black hair that could easily pull a living person into the water and strangle him in the past actually cowered in front of the red official robe, as if encountering a natural enemy.

Zhang Jiuyang has an evil ghost on his feet, a divine sword in his hand, and the divine light in his tiger eyes. He is majestic and arrogant.

"court death!"

Sensing that Yun Niang still wanted to resist, a cold light flashed in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes, and murderous intent boiled in his heart.

After transforming into Zhong Kui, he seemed to be infected by that mysterious divinity. He became jealous of evil, upright, and regarded evil as enemies.

He opened his mouth and inhaled suddenly, and suddenly a strong wind blew across the entire consciousness sea space.

Like a long whale sucking water, like a real dragon breathing out.

Yun Niang screamed, her eyes full of panic. She struggled desperately, but her body turned into black smoke, which was all sucked into Zhang Jiuyang's belly.

boom!

The inside of the belly is like a furnace, refining the most sinister and evil ghosts into nutrients that nourish itself, making bursts of thunderous sounds.

If you listen carefully, you can still faintly hear the increasingly faint wailing of the evil ghost.

The belly is like Laojun's furnace, and ghosts are like dragons and tigers.

Zhang Jiuyang laughed loudly and said: "It's so happy!"

He finally fulfilled his promise and killed this terrible ghost himself.

After a long smile, Zhang Jiuyang sheathed his sword and looked towards a certain corner.

It was a rickety old man, wearing commoners, with a deep strangulation mark on his neck, and holding a familiar hemp rope in his hand.

It is exactly the same as the hemp rope that the master sealed in the black jar.

It turned out to be friendly forces.

If it weren't for the help of the twine ghost, he wouldn't have been able to successfully use Zhong Kui's ghost-killing curse, and finally forced Yun Niang to possess her.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiuyang smiled at him.

However, the next moment, he saw the hemp rope ghost showing a frightened look, his hands holding the rope were trembling, and then he ran away without looking back.

It was as if Zhang Jiuyang was some terrible monster.

…

Under the willow tree, the master was still hanging by the hemp rope, his body was swaying, his struggling movements were getting weaker and weaker, and his face was dark and purple.

"Old... Mr. Diao... that's enough..."

He tried hard to say a word, but there was no movement from the hemp rope.

At this moment, the master's heart felt cold.

Sure enough, those who try to control ghosts will eventually die at the hands of ghosts...

No wonder the Qintian Supervisory Committee listed this technique as taboo and regarded it as a heretical and heretical technique.

Just as his consciousness became increasingly blurred, the hemp rope suddenly unraveled on its own.

The expert fell to the ground, gasping for air, and saw the hemp rope trembling and flying back into the black jar, and the white cloth sealing the jar was automatically pulled up without him having to do anything.

Master: "??"

It felt like a frightened child, hiding in a corner and shivering, muttering silently that he couldn't see me.

The master couldn't believe his eyes. Is this still the cruel old man?

What did he see?

Wait, Zhang Jiuyang seems to have sunk!

The master was just about to get into the water, but saw two water ghosts, one big and one small, floating up and dragging Zhang Jiuyang ashore.

"Brother Ninth, Brother Ninth!"

Zhang Jiuyang's complexion was very poor, pale and cold, and his body was still trembling, alternately hot and cold.

The little water ghost was wearing a pink apron and pigtails. He looked very cute. His eyes were full of worry at this moment, and he was shaking Zhang Jiuyang's body vigorously.

The big water ghost has a simple and honest face. Although his appearance is not outstanding, he has a very special temperament and is very calm. Facing Si Chen from Qin Tianjian, he is not afraid at all, but gestures with his fingers.

"Sorry, I don't know sign language-"

Before the master finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened.

Wait, this gesture... seems to be...

Formation?

And it's not a single hand seal, but a whole set of seals!

It seemed like he wanted me to follow suit...

The master couldn't help but follow along. These handprints were very complicated. Fortunately, he had a good foundation and rich experience, so he could barely keep up.

Kan, Li, Zi, Wu, Shen, You, and finally turned into an eight-diagram finger.

Uncle Jiang pointed his finger at Zhang Jiuyang's Yintang acupoint, and then looked at the master, motioning him to follow.

The master walked over, his body overlapped with Uncle Jiang's soul, and the eight-diagram finger pointed at Zhang Jiuyang's Yintang acupoint between his eyebrows.

The next moment, Zhang Jiuyang's trembling body suddenly calmed down, and black resentment was forced out of his mind.

The master was sweating profusely, and his magic power was quickly consumed.

However, he was even more shocked in his heart. Zhang Jiuyang seemed to be mentally impacted by resentment, and this set of seals could help people subdue the inner demons and calm their souls. It can be said to be infinitely useful.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and blurted out: "Inner Demon Seal, are you..."

Uncle Jiang smiled slightly and nodded to him.

"Daddy, can Brother Nine still wake up?"

Ali asked, holding his hand.

Uncle Jiang stroked her hair, nodded, and looked deeply at his daughter, with a trace of guilt in his eyes.

Some things are doomed to be unavoidable.

But he didn't expect that he would not only lose his life, but also implicate his daughter...

He looked at Zhang Jiuyang, who looked much better but still unconscious, and then looked at his daughter, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

No matter what, he couldn't let Ah Li go back to his old ways!

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