The God and Buddha are actually me

Huangquan Order trembled.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart was also difficult to calm down. After joining Huangquan for so long, he did not get more clues about Tianzun. This person was too mysterious and too powerful.

Zhang Jiuyang's original principle was to "store up food, build high walls, and slowly claim the throne". He would try to investigate Tianzun after he had a larger force in Huangquan and his own strength was improved.

Unexpectedly, Tianzun actually contacted him on his own initiative.

"This person has always been aloof from the world. He suddenly contacted me. I'm afraid something important has happened."

Zhang Jiuyang's voice was unusually solemn.

"Otherwise... you pretend you didn't receive it first?"

Yue Ling suggested that he temporarily avoid the edge. After all, he had just killed the Painted Skin Master. At this moment, he should rest and recuperate and clean up the battlefield.

Although she cared about Tianzun very much, she still advised Zhang Jiuyang to give up this opportunity.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said, "Escape is not a solution to the problem. Since he took the initiative to find me, let's see what the matter is."

Tianzun is indeed powerful, but he is not without a trump card.

The next inheritance of the Spiritual Officer should not be far away. At that time, the Spiritual Officer Treasure Edict should be bestowed, and then he will have a powerful weapon.

In addition, every opportunity to communicate with the Heavenly Venerable is precious.

With this in mind, his spirit sank into the Yellow Spring Order and chose to respond to the Heavenly Venerable.

But he did not open the picture, but maintained the most basic sound transmission function.

First, the picture was blurry, and the Heavenly Venerable still wore a mask all year round. Second, the Yellow Spring was founded by the Heavenly Venerable, and he also held the Jia-character Yellow Spring Order, ranking first among the Heavenly Stems.

Zhang Jiuyang was not sure whether the other party would notice it, thus exposing the fact that the Painted Skin Master was dead.

Facing the Heavenly Venerable, it is not too cautious.

"Yan Luo, the tenth Yellow Spring Order has chosen its owner. At the next Yellow Spring Banquet, you will be responsible for his assessment."

The Heavenly Venerable did not say any nonsense and went straight to the point. What he said shocked Zhang Jiuyang.

The tenth Heavenly Stem... is about to appear?

Originally, he was thinking that he could arrange the tenth heavenly stem to be his own person by taking advantage of his convenience as an examiner, but now it seems that this idea is going to fail.

The selection of Huangquan Ling seems to have some unknown rules.

"Tianzun, can I ask, what is the origin of this tenth heavenly stem?"

Tianzun was silent for a moment, and said: "He is from Shenju Mountain."

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked.

Shenju Mountain?

It's that big tomb!

In an instant, he realized that something ran out of that tomb!

Yes, the dragon vein dissipated, and the human skin of the corpse immortal was taken away by the painted skin master. The power of dragon, immortal, Buddha, and ghost was gone. Naturally, the things in the tomb could escape.

When he thought of this, his scalp numbed.

What made him more afraid was, what role did Tianzun play in this matter?

Faintly, he smelled the smell of conspiracy. The other party seemed to have set a very deep situation, and he still couldn't see it clearly.

Was the mysterious man who killed the old dragon king and pulled out the dragon spine to turn it into a dragon vein the Tianzun?

If so, why did he sit back and watch the Painted Skin Master destroy the dragon vein and take away the immortal skin?

Was it just for the tenth heavenly stem who escaped from the tomb?

Some things seemed to be contradictory, and Zhang Jiuyang was puzzled and temporarily put it in his mind.

The most direct problem he had to face now was how to arrange the assessment of the tenth heavenly stem?

"Yan Luo, you can prepare for the assessment task. The return of the last heavenly stem is very important and cannot be taken lightly."

Tianzun said this and withdrew from the Huangquan Order, ending the exchange.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned and was absent-minded for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

Yue Ling asked.

Zhang Jiuyang did not hide anything and told her what Tianzun said this time.

Yue Ling also looked serious and said, "That tomb is extraordinary. What can run out of it must be another terrifying evil spirit."

"Compared to this, I am more concerned about what will happen if the ten heavenly stems gather together?"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said, "If we count from Blind Lin, Tianzun has been planning for at least hundreds of years. His purpose... I am afraid it will be very terrifying."

Zhang Jiuyang was very curious about this, but his intuition told him that it would be best not to let the ten heavenly stems really gather together. Once Tianzun's plan is achieved, it may be irreversible.

This is a big chess game that has been planned for hundreds of years. He doesn't even see the chessboard clearly now. How dare he let his opponent continue to make moves?

Yue Ling obviously understood this truth. Her eyes were resolute and her voice was decisive.

"We must not let the Heavenly Venerable achieve his goal so easily!"

"In that case... then kill the tenth Heavenly Stem!"

Zhang Jiuyang pondered for a moment and said, "Don't be in a hurry. After all, the initiative is still in my hands. Besides, the Painted Skin Master has fallen. Even if the tenth Heavenly Stem successfully goes up the mountain, it will not be able to gather all ten Heavenly Stems."

"The most urgent thing is to think carefully about whether we can use this assessment to dig out more secrets..."

He began to fall into deep thought, but he had no clue after thinking for a long time.

"Why not discuss it with the Supervisor?"

Yue Ling suggested.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes lit up. Yes, Zhuge Yunhu is an extremely smart person, and he already knows that he is Yama Luo, so there is no need to avoid it.

Talking to him may be fruitful.

"The Supervisor is still recovering in the Shen Mansion and has not come out of retreat, but I guess he will be almost there tomorrow. Otherwise, should we go back and wait for him to come out of retreat?"

"By the way, Ao Li is no longer in the Shen Mansion. I don't know where to look for you. Since you are fine, you should send someone to let her know so that she will not continue to work hard."

Yue Ling said suddenly.

Zhang Jiuyang was a little surprised. In the past, the two of them were very difficult to deal with. They smelled of gunpowder when they met and wanted to fight. Why did Yue Ling take the initiative to care about Ao Li now?

He rolled his eyes slightly, coughed and said, "I know, but I can't go back now."

"Why?"

"Although the Painted Skin Lord's power has been temporarily subdued by me, there are still some tails to deal with. So, you go back first. I will go back to Shen Mansion to find Senior Zhuge early tomorrow morning."

"Oh well……"

Yue Ling hesitated for a moment, then said, "Thank you for your birthday gift. This is probably the best gift I have ever received."

The death of the painted skin owner was like a huge dark cloud suddenly dissipating, and she felt so relieved.

Recalling that a few months ago, she was confused after learning about the Painted Skin Master, and asked Zhang Jiuyang, can we win?

Zhang Jiuyang said that she would definitely win and promised to give her a list of painted skins.

Although she was moved at the time, she only regarded it as words of comfort from the other party.

Unexpectedly, in just a few months, he really did it.

Zhang Jiuyang also thought of that memory. He smiled slightly and said, "Since I promised you something, I will definitely do it."

The two looked at each other, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere seemed to have undergone some strange change.

At this moment, Ah Li's voice suddenly sounded.

"Brother Ninth, you also promised me three thousand taels of gold - ugh!"

Zhang Jiuyang picked up the dragon tendon and directly wrapped it around Yin Dou's mouth.

Yue Ling couldn't help but smile as she watched the brothers and sisters playing around.

Zhang Jiuyang is really a special person. Call him simple. Sometimes he is as scheming as a fox. Even the owner of the painting fell into his hands. But call him sinister. Sometimes he is like a childish child. , likes to joke very much, and can have a lot of fun playing with Ah Li.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Sister Ming Wang, you are the general of Stallion's life, please save Ah Li~"

Ali, who was bullied, decided to come to the rescue, but she should never believe in her ability to use idioms.

The smile on Yue Ling's face suddenly solidified.

She calmly stood up slowly, her voice cold.

"Today I want to teach you how to write the four words "a military life".

If Ali is struck by lightning, stallions, military horses... aren't they all horses?

What's the difference?

Zhang Jiuyang snickered secretly and took pleasure in his misfortune.

"Get up too. After all this time, can't you even teach her an idiom?"

"Be punished together."

…

Night.

Zhang Jiuyang said goodbye to Yue Ling and quietly came to Dongyang Lake. Thinking of Ah Li who was taken back by her ear to endorse, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

Want you to tear me down?

Under the moonlight, Dongyang Lake is calm, very quiet and picturesque.

But who knew that there had just been a bloody battle in this big lake not long ago. After Zong San died, his men were leaderless. Under the attack of the skinner and other evil spirits, they all died tragically in less than two days. .

Those who worshiped Zong San were surprised to find that overnight, the statues on the shrines had been broken into pieces.

A brave fisherman tried to stop offering sacrifices. Not only did he not have any trouble, but he also caught a lot of fish. For a time, many people followed suit.

Naturally, Zhang Jiuyang would not miss this great opportunity. He secretly ordered people to publicize that it was Wang Lingguan who punished evil and promoted good, and killed Brown San, the demon dragon, making Lingguan Ye's name even more famous.

Standing by the lake, he suddenly looked around with a guilty conscience, and after making sure that no one was around, he slowly took out the jade flute from his waist and started playing.

The sound of the flute is clear and distant, like the roar of a plain water dragon.

It was the song "White Dragon Song".

Not long after, drizzle began to fall in the sky, and the bright moonlight was obscured by dark clouds. A slender, snow-white figure loomed in the clouds, with a crystal luster flowing on its jade-like scales.

Bailong probed his head, his glazed eyes looking at Zhang Jiuyang who was playing the jade flute, and a trace of emotion appeared.

The dragon roared.

The white dragon descended from the sky and transformed into an unparalleled beauty under the moon. The white snow is her clothes, the autumn water is her bones, and the bright moon is her soul. Her movements are ethereal and ethereal.

It seems that Fairy Guanghan came from the Moon Palace.

Even though he has watched it many times, Zhang Jiuyang can't help but feel amazed every time he looks directly at Ao Li's beauty.

She stepped on the blue waves, and her black hair moved automatically without wind.

"You're back."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and explained the cause and effect again.

Ao Li listened attentively, but there was a hint of doubt in his glazed pupils, and he puzzled: "Since the owner of the painting is dead, what did you call me to do?"

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and said, "Dongyang Lake, do you like it?"

"Give it to you."

Looking at Ao Li's innocent eyes, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt guilty and guilty.

Well, I’m not trying to do both things, I’m just making the best use of everything.

I cleaned up Dongyang Lake and gave it to Ao Li to help her break through to the sixth realm quickly, so that she can better help me in the future.

Yes, that’s it!