The God and Buddha are actually me

It was the first time that Zhang Jiuyang used his Heavenly Eye to look at the Dragon Girl.

He thought there would be nothing unusual, but when his eyes fell on the dragon flying in the clouds, he was shocked.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation since he cultivated the Heavenly Eye.

In just a moment, Zhang Jiuyang subconsciously closed his Heavenly Eye. It was almost a physical instinct. There was a dull pain in the center of his eyebrows, as if he was pricked by a needle.

He couldn't calm down for a long time.

He just saw... the old Dragon King?

At the moment when he opened his Heavenly Eye and looked at the Dragon Girl, a roaring golden dragon shadow flew out of her body, and it looked very much like the old Dragon King of Shenju Mountain.

It seemed to be guarding the Dragon Girl like a remnant soul.

After noticing the gaze of the Heavenly Eye, the golden dragon shadow seemed to be enraged and sprayed a golden light at Zhang Jiuyang.

The golden light was like a needle, which made his Heavenly Eye feel a little painful. He subconsciously closed it, and his eyebrows swelled and felt extremely sour.

"Zhang Jiuyang, what's wrong with you?"

The dragon girl seemed to have sensed something and turned around to ask.

"Nothing, the strong wind scratched my eyes."

Zhang Jiuyang made an excuse to get away with it, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Ao Li actually has the remnant soul of the old dragon king?

The remnant soul is hidden very deeply, even Ao Li himself is unaware of it, and it seems to be in a deep sleep at ordinary times, and it was suddenly awakened because it felt the threat of the sky eye.

And it only woke up for a moment, and after Zhang Jiuyang's sky eye closed, it immediately fell into a deep sleep.

As if afraid of being discovered.

Zhang Jiuyang can be sure that it must be the remnant soul of the old dragon king.

Since the sky eye was cultivated, it can be said to be invincible. He can even see the six-level evil spirits such as the two-faced Buddha and the painted skin master. This is the first time that someone has broken his magical power so easily.

Except for the old dragon who was once in the eighth level, he can't think of any other explanation.

"Ao Li, after seeing your father last time in Shenju Mountain, have you...been abnormal?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked suddenly.

This golden dragon soul could only have appeared after the battle of Shenju Mountain, otherwise when the dragon girl almost died in Qingzhou at the hands of the Painted Skin Master, the other party should have appeared to save her.

The dragon girl was a little surprised and shook her head and said, "No."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly.

"No, it seems that there is one. I like sleeping more than before."

The dragon girl said a little embarrassedly: "You gave me Dongyang Lake. I want to break through the sixth realm as soon as possible, but I don’t know why I often fall asleep during cultivation."

"Maybe the water and marsh energy of Dongyang Lake is abundant, and it is too comfortable to live in."

Sure enough!

Zhang Jiuyang looked at her and asked quickly: "Then what did you dream about?"

The dragon girl thought about it seriously and said: "I dreamed of many messy things, but when I woke up, my cultivation would improve a lot, and even the inheritance of blood was much faster than before."

The so-called blood inheritance is an ancient inheritance that circulates in the blood of the real dragon. When the real dragon reaches a certain age and cultivation, it will automatically awaken and obtain the corresponding magical powers.

For example, flying, dragon language, thunder control, rain, etc.

Ao Ya still can't fly, in addition to the damage to his innate intelligence, another important reason is that he is not yet old enough to fly.

When the time comes, the dragon will have the corresponding magical powers.

In the words of the earth, it is to pass on knowledge and technology through DNA, so that the entire race will become stronger and stronger, and continue to improve and optimize.

However, this process is not achieved overnight, and it needs to be gradual.

Although Ao Li's cultivation is not weak, her age is equivalent to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in the dragon clan, and she has not yet obtained all the blood inheritance.

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang already had the answer in his heart.

This is probably not the credit of Dongyang Lake, but the old dragon king is helping in secret!

The old dragon king is not dead yet?

Or, after Shenju Mountain, it left some kind of back-up on Ao Li? It was just because he was afraid of being discovered by the enemy that he chose to sleep, and he didn't even dare to tell his daughter!

"Did you dream about your father?"

The Dragon Girl didn't know why Zhang Jiuyang suddenly cared so much about his father, but she still said patiently: "No, I did dream about my mother and brother, my father..."

"He was too busy. I rarely saw him when I was a child, and I don't remember much about him."

"What else did you dream about?"

"I also dreamed about Xiaoya. I dreamed that she had grown up, but unfortunately she could only call me sister and... brother-in-law."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang coughed and his old face blushed.

"By the way, I also dreamed about you."

The Dragon Girl's voice was slightly raised.

"Dream of me?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked curiously, "What did you dream of me?"

When the dragon girl heard this, her glass-colored eyes flashed with a smile, and she said, "I dreamed that you became my mount, and I was riding you."

"Even as a mount, you are not honest. You always want to climb on me, which makes me itchy. When I woke up, I found that it was Xiaoya."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

No wonder after such a long time, the dragon girl suddenly cares so much about the word "mount". It turns out that she had such an absurd dream.

Shaking and laughing, Zhang Jiuyang stopped talking.

He did not tell the old dragon king. Since the other party was unwilling to say it, there must be a reason. If he said it in advance, it might be bad.

The old dragon king would never harm his daughter.

Shen Mansion.

Two streams of light fell from the sky, one white and one blue.

"Brother Jiu!"

"Sister Dragon Girl!"

Ah Li rushed over excitedly, carrying many dried medicinal materials in her hands. These are the auxiliary medicines needed to prepare the incense. She can start refining the whale oil as soon as it arrives.

The art of fragrance is not that simple. Zhang Jiuyang didn't take her with him wherever he went these days, just to let her study hard.

For this reason, the old lady was specially asked to find a well-known incense maker in Yangzhou.

"How did you learn?"

"Old gentlemen all praise me for being smart and say I learn quickly!"

Ah Li patted her chest very proudly, with a little excitement on her face.

After all, Jiangzhenxiang is a great tonic for her, and the taste is even more wonderful.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

The dragon girl waved her sleeves and spilled the whale oil. The white fat weighing several hundred kilograms was like a small mountain. Not only did it not smell fishy, ​​but it smelled faintly of the sea breeze.

Ah Li's face stiffened.

Is this... so much?

"Brother Ninth, this is too much..."

She said with a sad face: "I have to pay more."

"I'll give you a few more sticks of Jiangzhenxiang, plus a processing fee of ten taels of silver."

"make a deal!"

She took a deep breath, then raised her two swords to kill the pile of "meat mountains". The pink sword light kept flashing like a whirlwind.

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, Yue Ling was indeed a good teacher, and Ah Li's sword skills were faster than before.

Work becomes more efficient.

After working for a full hour, Ah Li chopped up all the pile of whale oil, and then boiled it in water. After boiling it nine times and draining the residue, the whale oil had shrunk several times, but its color had also become whiter.

At this time, pour in the flower juice of Bianhua flower, mix it with many auxiliary medicines, put it into more than a dozen jars, and roast it over a slow fire...

After a while, the whole yard was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance.

Ah Li worked so hard that she even spread her body apart so that her arms and legs could work separately. Her head was not idle, and she stirred a few times from time to time with a wooden spoon in her mouth.

Really one person did the work of a dozen people.

When he was alive, he worked for his father; when he was dead, he worked for Zhang Jiuyang.

Zhang Jiuyang originally couldn't stand it and wanted to help, but after accidentally knocking over a jar, she was ruthlessly disliked by her.

"Brother Ninth, when it comes to working, you are worse than one of my hands!"

The remaining head of Ah Li was blowing fire while not forgetting to laugh out loud.

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't help but blush as he looked at her two very skillful hands that were constantly busy in the air.

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The sky got darker little by little.

The moon shines brightly and the stars shine.

Zhang Jiuyang's yard has been completely enveloped by the scent of medicine. Miraculously, the plants and trees in the yard have grown much taller under the nourishment of this medicine.

It gave his courtyard a sense of tranquility in the mountains and forests.

According to servants, the carps in the Midas Pond smelled the medicinal smell and jumped out of the pond one after another, and some even jumped to the shore.

It wasn't until the flute sounded that the goldfish regained their composure.

The song is over.

The dragon girl nodded and said: "You have made great progress compared to before. It seems that you are quite talented. Only a few notes are not stable yet. You can try to make this transition when playing..."

She reached out and took Zhang Jiuyang's jade flute, just touched it lightly with Yunxiu, and then placed it between her lips. She lightly pressed the sound hole with her slender snow-white fingers, as beautiful and elegant as a jade carving.

The sound of the flute is clear and distant.

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't help but tremble as he looked at this scene.

In front of the flowers and under the moon, the fairy plays the flute.

Beautiful as a painting.

In particular, the red lips of the Dragon Girl are like petals that have just bloomed, shiny and moist, and like red coral in the depths of the ocean, which has a soul-stirring charm.

She stopped after blowing that part, and her glazed pupils seemed to be purer than the moonlight.

"Zhang Jiuyang, do you understand?"

"Ah? I understand, I understand..."

I get it!

Zhang Jiuyang was distracted just now and didn't hear clearly what she was saying. He just lied about understanding to cover up his unfocused thoughts just now.

The dragon girl handed him the jade flute. The jasper-like body of the flute and the white jade-like fingers formed a sharp contrast.

"Then you play it to me."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned, then slowly took the jade flute, glanced at her red lips, and his heartbeat could not help but speed up slightly.

"Why don't you blow it?"

Dragon Girl was a little surprised, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she was a little angry.

"Zhang Jiuyang, don't worry."

Hearing this, he smiled bitterly, wiped it lightly with his sleeve like the dragon girl, and was about to start playing, fearing that he would be scolded later.

Fortunately, at this moment, a cheer sounded.

"Brother Ninth, Sister Longnu, I'm done!"

Ah Li looked at the dried and solidified incense blocks with excitement on her face. They still looked a bit rough and were in the shape of blocks instead of strips. However, this was just because of the lack of later processing and polishing, and they were basically already in shape.

She gave a command, and her arms and legs flew up automatically, forming a complete Ah Li again.

"Brother Ninth, come and give it a try!"

She was holding the Jiangzhenxiang that she had worked so hard to make. There were more than a dozen pieces in the first batch, and each piece was as big as a fist.

The ten sticks of Jiangzhenxiang that I had exchanged from the Moon God together were not as big as one of them.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang quickly took a piece of Jiangzhen Incense and lit it with Yushu Heavenly Fire, feeling slightly excited in his heart.

If he succeeds, he will realize the freedom of giving out true fragrance!

Remembering the previous dilemma of using incense with fingers, and even having to break an incense stick into several pieces for use, he looked forward to it.

Never live a hard life again!

As a wisp of fragrant mist floated up, Zhang Jiuyang was refreshed and his eyes showed joy.

There was no problem with the formula given by Taiyin, it was this smell!

The unique fragrance mixed with red spider lily and whale oil, and the faint sound of whales around, were exactly the same as the agarwood he had used before.

Zhang Jiuyang immediately closed his eyes and meditated.

As the wisp of fragrant mist entered his body, his body seemed to accumulate clouds. When the clouds reached a certain level, thunder sounded, and sweet rain fell suddenly, nourishing his limbs, bones, and internal organs.

The most important thing was the purple mansion three flowers that condensed the spirit.

Most of the sweet rain was absorbed by the flower, and it began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The roots and stems were as white as mushrooms, and the three-color divine light on the petals became more and more intense, blending well.

This feeling was really refreshing!

At this moment, every breath he took was increasing his skills, and he was brave and diligent, making rapid progress.

If his previous cultivation speed was like a tortoise, now it was like riding a dragon horse, driving a blue phoenix, and riding the wind to the sky!

It was unknown how long it had been, until he felt a little bloated in his body and felt a faint tingling in his meridians, Zhang Jiuyang just stopped and slowly opened his eyes.

It was like electricity in an empty room, and light in the dark night.

His eyes flashed, and then gradually disappeared.

The moon was still bright above his head, and the stars were shining, and the agarwood had only burned about one-third.

Ah Li covered her stomach, and green light appeared in her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and spiritual energy sprayed out when she opened her mouth.

"I ate too much, so full..."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, and then looked at the dragon girl.

"How long have I been practicing?"

"Only one and a half hours."

One and a half hours...

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed.

Only one and a half hours, almost equivalent to his several months of hard practice!

What made him even more excited was that the agarwood made by Ah Li himself, perhaps because of the better material, was better and more powerful than the agarwood of the Moon God.

You know, before the Moon God's agarwood, he could practice for several hours without rest.

But Ah Li's agarwood was too powerful. After only one and a half hours, the meridians were aching slightly due to the accumulation of a large amount of spiritual energy.

Of course, this is nothing, it only takes a few small cycles of Qi to resolve it.

Looking at the remaining half of the agarwood in his hand and the many incense blocks in Ah Li's arms, Zhang Jiuyang was in a good mood and suddenly felt proud.

The fourth realm, this natural barrier that has stumped countless cultivators, is nothing to him.

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