The God and Buddha are actually me

After an unknown amount of time, Liu Zifeng and his junior sister were drunk. They had drunk too much spiritual wine and eaten too many spiritual fruits. Even if they used their internal skills, they could not digest them.

Their skills had increased many times compared to before.

Zhang Jiuyang had not come back yet.

In a daze, the two of them passed out. When they woke up again, they found themselves on the West River. The river breeze blew, and the two banks were like floating lights.

Suddenly, Su Lingshan screamed, mixed with fear.

It turned out that what they were standing on was not a boat, but a huge crocodile, more than ten feet long, like a small mountain.

The crocodile swung its tail and carried them through the wind and waves, much faster than the boat.

"Don't panic, you still know this crocodile."

A clear voice sounded, and a figure in white stood out in the river breeze. He stepped on the crocodile's back, his body was like a cedar, his hair was tied with a green hairpin, and he was playing with a green jade flute in his hand.

"Brother Zhang!"

Liu Zifeng smiled. The moment they saw Zhang Jiuyang, they immediately felt less scared.

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and smiled at them, but his eyes still did not leave the jade flute.

The flute was like green jade, about one foot and three inches long, with a faint luster under the afterglow of the setting sun. A snow-white tassel danced in the wind, making it more elegant.

It was not an ordinary item at first glance.

"You two, how come you don't recognize me so soon? We were drinking together before."

The crocodile swimming in the water suddenly spoke, and the voice was soft and beautiful. Liu Zifeng and his junior sister looked at each other and recognized the voice.

It was Lu'e!

"Don't be afraid. I am ordered by the master to take you away from Xijiang."

Liu Zifeng then remembered that when they went into the Dragon Palace, the boatman was scared away and now there is no boat.

Zhang Jiuyang did not speak, but just looked at the jade flute in his hand quietly.

"Master Zhang, this is the master's treasure. I have always kept it close to my hand. I didn't expect that I would give it to you."

He felt the warmth of the jade flute, as if he saw the woman in white clothes and barefoot sitting on the reef under the moon, quietly playing the fairy music.

This jade flute was given by the Dragon Girl. She once said that if there was a critical moment and there was no Dragon King Temple nearby, she could play "White Dragon Song" with this flute, and she would come to the end of the world by following the sound.

This flute was her mother's relic. She has been wearing it with her for many years, playing it often, and nurturing it with magic power. It has long become a powerful magic weapon.

With different music scores, the jade flute can play different roles.

For example, "Blue Sea Tide Song" can set off huge waves in the water, and those with deep magic power can even turn the river upside down with it.

"Fish Leaping Dragon Gate Song" can call on the creatures in the water to help.

"White Dragon Song" is a song that Dragon Girl created for him during this period of time. It is equivalent to a sound transmission technique that can save lives at critical moments.

In addition, there is "Pure Heart Mantra" that can cure diseases and save lives, and "Chaos Sea" that can make people confused and fascinated, like a magic sound penetrating their ears.

Five songs, each with its own merits.

Dragon Girl taught him everything she knew, and also gave him the music score. Fortunately, Zhang Jiuyang had learned some simple music theory in his previous life and had a little knowledge of musical instruments. With the teaching of Dragon Girl, a master of musical instruments, he could barely play it.

Of course, he also needs to practice more in normal times.

Zhang Jiuyang slowly raised the jade flute in his hand, and he could faintly smell a light and elegant fragrance in his nose, like orchids in the valley and crabapples under the moon.

Gently playing the jade flute, it was not one of the five songs, but a well-known song in the previous life.

He seemed to have a song in his heart.

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and endless...

The melody is beautiful with a hint of sadness, as if an old friend traveled far away and gave him a willow branch as a gift, expressing his farewell.

Especially the clear and distant sound of the flute, as if it had a strange magic, which was more likely to affect people's emotions and move their hearts.

Even though Zhang Jiuyang's skills were still a little immature, under the blessing of the flute sound, Su Lingshan was still immersed in it, with her eyes moist.

It was as if she was about to part with her senior brother.

A drizzle fell from the sky, but it seemed to intentionally avoid a few people. In the light mist, two figures appeared in the distance.

The dragon girl stepped on the lotus and stood on the water, like the god of Wushan and Luoshui, holding Ao Ya's hand, quietly looking at Zhang Jiuyang who was leaving.

She understood the meaning of parting in this song.

"Sister..."

Ao Ya seemed to feel that her sister was a little unhappy and wanted to comfort her.

The dragon girl smiled at her and sighed softly.

"So this is what it feels like to be friends."

"We are happy when we meet, and sad when we part. It's a bit strange."

Ao Ya looked at Zhang Jiuyang who was walking away, and tried to reach out her hand, as if she wanted to call him back. In fact, not only Zhang Jiuyang, but also A Li and Qing Ji became her playmates, and the three of them got along well.

But Zhang Jiuyang didn't look back.

Ao Ya began to get anxious, and her big black eyes became tearful.

"Don't cry, Xiao Ya..."

"We'll see each other again."

At the end of the song, the sound of the flute subsided, the drizzle dissipated, and in the light mist, the big and small figures gradually disappeared.

...

"Brother Zhang, why don't you take Xiao Ya to Yangzhou City and let her see the prosperity there?"

Su Lingshan was a little reluctant, she liked the chubby little girl very much.

Zhang Jiuyang tied the jade flute around his waist and smiled faintly: "I have something important to do on this trip, it's not convenient for her to follow."

I went to Yangzhou to prepare for the end of my relationship with the owner of the painting.

Now that Long Nu has established a foothold in Xijiang, it is naturally best for Ao Ya to stay there so that he can concentrate on making a good plan.

Next, there may be dangers, but he has not forgotten that Du Shen made a prediction before his death.

The world's Yao is made of gold and cannot go south.

"Master Zhang Xian, we have passed the Bailu Gorge, and ahead is the waters of Dongyang Lake. That's Zong San's territory. If I break in, I'm afraid it will alarm it."

Lu'e's voice sounded very solemn.

"Master Zhang Xian, don't underestimate that demonic dragon. Its behavior is unfathomable. Please be careful during the rest of the journey and don't anger it."

"Otherwise, even my master may not be able to rescue you in time."

Zhang Jiuyang looked up and finally saw the legendary Dongyang Lake in history books.

The 800-mile water wave is vast and stretches as far as the eye can see, as if it is connected to the sky. The air of the water has almost condensed into substance, forming a layer of light clouds on the lake surface, which looks extremely magnificent against the sunset.

The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, and the autumn water becomes the same color as the sky.

It is hard to imagine that such a beautiful lake was dyed crimson with blood six hundred years ago and gave birth to an evil dragon filled with evil spirits.

Zhang Jiuyang looked into the distance. Out of caution, he did not rashly open his eyes to investigate, but the monk's intuition still gave him a chill in his heart.

It was as if there was some terrible danger hidden beneath the water.

"Thank you so much, Miss Lu'e. When you get back, tell Ao Li for me and tell me that you won't forget the gift of the flute. You will be rewarded generously in the future."

Several people came ashore, and Zhang Jiuyang cupped his fists at the crocodile.

Lu'e chuckled lightly and said, "My master is not coveting your reward. Master Zhang Xian, just take care of yourself."

After that, the giant crocodile sank into the water and floated away.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, as if he was underestimated.

After all, this Lu'e is a great demon in the fourth realm. Although he keeps claiming that he is Zhang Xianshi, in fact it is just because the Dragon Girl values ​​him.

In her heart, the dragon girl is the lord of the water, with true dragon bloodline, and is about to break through to the sixth realm. By then, she will be one of the most powerful supernatural beings in the world.

Although Zhang Jiuyang has cultivated to the third level at a young age and still has Dharma Eyes, which is not weaker than the direct descendants of the great sects, but wanting to help Long Nu is probably just a joke.

Shaking his head, he looked at the vast Dongyang Lake, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Master, is this Dongyang Lake? There is so much water essence!"

Xiao Qingji got out of his hair, looked at the boundless Dongyang Lake, and exclaimed. In his eyes, Dongyang Lake was simply a sea.

Ah Li said with a solemn voice: "Brother Ninth, the dirt down here is so powerful. I just want to do the math and I feel like I have a splitting headache!"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and said: "Okay, hurry up and find the boatman and see if we can make it to Yangzhou City tonight."

…

Night falls.

In Yangzhou City, the Shen family's mansion is still decorated with lights and colorful, very lively, and the servants are preparing for tomorrow's birthday banquet.

Not only did I have no complaints, but I was in high spirits and felt proud.

Mrs. Shen, this legendary figure, has long become the pillar of support in the hearts of everyone in the Shen family, and has unimaginable prestige.

What's more, she usually takes good care of her servants, spends generously, and is generous. I don't know how many people owe her a favor.

in the room.

A woman with a beautiful face was sitting in front of the candlestick, her posture as straight as a gun, wearing only a moon-white nightgown, and was flipping through a thick stack of files.

"Miss, tomorrow is the old lady's birthday party. Would you like to try on some clothes first?"

The maids were holding all kinds of gorgeous clothes and jewelry, such as emerald flowers and cloud brocade clothes, gold silk eight-treasure buns with pearls, Chaoyang Five Phoenixes hanging beaded hairpins, gold silk and silver-edged lotus-colored butterfly dresses...

Each piece is extremely expensive and valuable, and even ordinary people may not be able to afford it if they work hard throughout their lives.

However, Yue Ling didn't even look at it. His eyes were completely attracted by the file in his hand, and his expression was very focused.

Until the maids' hands were sore and trembling slightly in the air.

Yue Ling sighed softly, his face under the candlelight looked even more heroic, his voice was cold and calm, and he was calm and authoritative.

"Take it back and tell grandma that I don't like wearing this kind of clothes."

"Miss, please don't make it difficult for us. If you refuse to wear it, the old lady will punish us..."

Yue Ling shook his head and said, "Back off."

The maid still wanted to speak, but she gave her a faint glance, and her sharp eyes were like thunder, making them tremble in fright.

Only then did they remember that the woman in front of them was not only Mrs. Shen's beloved granddaughter, but also the Ming Lie Marquis of Daqian, a general and a tiger girl with great military exploits.

"yes."

The maids were trembling and were about to leave, but one of them suddenly stepped forward, put a stack of portraits in her hands, and summoned up the courage to say: "Young lady, these are the guests coming to the banquet tomorrow. The old lady asked us to give them to you. Check it out.”

"Show me what?"

"The old lady said, you, you are responsible for the security of tomorrow's banquet, for fear that thieves will sneak in..."

"hehe."

Yue Ling sneered, flipping through the portraits, and found that they were all handsome young men, with an expression that was indeed true.

"Why don't any of the guests grandma invites be women or old people?"

"It's just that she came to see the young talent she chose for me in the name of catching a thief. It's ridiculous. Am I, Yue Ling, someone who will be moved by appearances--"

Suddenly, her voice stopped abruptly, and her eyes were fixed on one of the portraits.

It was a handsome young man, dressed in white, holding a black long sword with a sheath, his long hair tied up with a green rope, with a chic look, elegant temperament, and warm and firm eyes.

"Will he come to the banquet tomorrow?"

Yue Ling suddenly asked.

"Yes, yes."

Yue Ling was silent for a long time, and then gently put down the portrait and said, "Okay, you guys leave."

Just as the maids were about to leave, her voice rang again.

"Wait."

Yue Ling pointed to the clothes and jewelry in their hands and said lightly, "Leave these."

The maids looked at each other and said in surprise, "Yes!"

...

Shen Family Ancestral Hall

An old woman with silver hair like frost knelt devoutly on the futon, praying silently.

Footsteps sounded hurriedly.

The maid ran over and said excitedly: "Old lady, you are really amazing. It's just as you said. The young lady was unwilling to try on the clothes at first and ordered us to leave."

"Then I handed the portraits to the young lady as you said. When the young lady saw the seventh one, she really stopped and her attitude suddenly changed. She seemed to be very concerned about the man. In the end, she took the initiative to let us leave the clothes and jewelry!"

The old woman slowly opened her eyes and stared at the ancestral tablets in the ancestral hall. There seemed to be wisdom in her vicissitudes of life.

She breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Ancestors bless, it seems that my Shen family finally has hope of succession."

She turned around and picked up the dragon-headed cane beside her. She was calm and majestic. Although her voice was old, it was decisive and resounding.

"Pass the order and have Lao Zhao go to Qingzhou in person to find out the details of a person."

"Who is it?"

The old woman's eyes were deep and she read out three words.

"Zhang Jiuyang."

...