The God and Buddha are actually me

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

The old lady smiled, her eyes calm, even the strange scene in front of her was not moving at all.

The two descendants of the Sword Pavilion were sitting at the banquet, and in front of them were not delicacies, but swords that could cut iron like mud.

The middle-aged man picked up one of them, put it in his mouth and chewed it with a snap, and ate the sword in a few seconds, even the hilt.

The sword edge that was as sharp as a hair was like tofu in his mouth.

This magical scene made everyone gasp.

As for the cold and beautiful girl, her eating manner was not so ugly.

She picked up a small sword, operated the mysterious skill, and decomposed the small sword into sword lights and absorbed it into her body.

In just a moment, the small sword disappeared, and a faint sword light flowed on her body, and her spirit and energy also improved a little bit.

"We, the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, practice the art of sword pills. We do not wear swords, but keep our natal magic swords in our dantian. Eating swords is to absorb sword energy to nourish the sword pills."

"So it is better to say that we need to practice rather than eating swords."

The girl explained, her voice as cold as pearls, and she was very calm under the gaze of everyone.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Although we are all eating, your way of eating is not happy at all, but I am eating to my heart's content!"

As he said that, he picked up another sword and chewed it into pieces with a few clicks, tasting it while eating.

"This sword is not bad, 30% black iron, 20% fine gold, and the remaining 50% is red steel. The craftsmanship is good, but it has been stored for a long time and the moisture is a bit heavy. It is best when it is just forged!"

As he said that, he also looked at the Xie Zhan Sword in Zhang Jiuyang's hand.

Yin!

The Xie Zhan Sword seemed to sense some danger, and it rang slightly in the sheath, emitting a sharp sword energy.

It became quiet until Zhang Jiuyang gently stroked it.

Looking at Zhang Jiuyang's indifferent eyes, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

What a pity, he couldn't beat him.

Although these swords are good, they are only worthy of being eaten. Compared with this sword that kills evil, it is a world of difference.

"Okay, little drunkard, Xiaochi, tell us in detail what happened."

Nie Longquan urged.

"Uncle Nie, you are in big trouble this time!"

"Brother, it's obviously your fault, you can't blame Uncle Nie."

"Master said that if you can't catch the ghost mother, you are going to break one of your legs."

Middle-aged man: "..."

After that, the two of them told the whole story.

It turned out that the Sword Pavilion was located on an unnamed island deep in the East China Sea. Each generation was passed down to a single person, and they also had the responsibility to guard the fairy island Penglai.

This is why the descendants of the Sword Pavilion had to retire to the East China Sea after traveling in the world and making such a big name.

They had to take over from the previous sword god to guard the fairy island and train descendants.

However, some accidents happened in this generation.

The old sword god lamented many times that he was blind and accepted the most unreliable successor in the history of the sword pavilion, Pei Qianhuo.

From the name, we can see how much resentment the old sword god had.

Later, the old sword god risked violating the ancestral precepts and accepted another successor, the girl with the sword box, Pei Qingchi.

At first, Zhang Jiuyang didn't understand why the old sword god was so resentful until he heard the aftermath.

The middle-aged man, Pei Qianhuo, had an excellent talent for swordsmanship, but he was too unrestrained and loved wine. He secretly drank the peach wine of the old sword god and then got drunk for seven years.

He was supposed to take care of the ghost mother, but after getting drunk, Nie Longquan happened to go out to sea and came nearby, picking up a piece of precious iron that suppressed the ghost mother.

When he woke up, he found that the ghost mother had escaped.

"Ghost Mother?"

Nie Longquan thought for a moment, then was shocked and said, "Could it be the evil ghost goddess who caused trouble in several states in the East China Sea more than a hundred years ago?"

Even the old lady's face changed when she heard this.

Pei Qianhuo nodded with some shame.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly, but fortunately Mr. Zhao sent him a message in time to explain.

Few people know the name of the ghost goddess now, but the locals in Yangzhou and Xuzhou, especially the older people, still have lingering fears about this name.

In those days, it is unknown how many children were captured by the ghost goddess. Almost all families with children would secretly worship the ghost goddess and let their children call the ghost goddess their godmother, hoping that the other party would show mercy.

When it gets dark, every household closes the doors and windows, and even ties the children to the bed and covers their mouths to sleep, for fear of attracting the ghost goddess.

There was once a tragic incident where a child was accidentally strangled to death because the binding was too tight.

It was not until the Imperial Observatory and the descendants of the Sword Pavilion joined forces that they caught the evil god that made countless people tremble, and stopped the spread of panic.

"Why is it imprisoned instead of killing this monster?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly asked.

The girl Pei Qingchi explained: "There are two main reasons. The first is that the ghost mother has the immortality of nine children, and it is difficult to kill her completely."

"The second is because she is the only one who has escaped from Penglai Fairy Island in all these years. Although our Sword Pavilion guards the fairy island, except for the generations of pavilion masters who will enter the island before the military death, they are usually not allowed to enter the island."

Zhang Jiuyang understood that the disciples of the Sword Pavilion also wanted to know what was in the Penglai Fairy Island that they had guarded for thousands of years.

Since it is a fairy island, why did the evil spirits run out? Every generation of sword gods must go to the island before their death. Where did they go? What did they see?

Penglai...

He pondered over this familiar name, thinking.

There are more and more mysteries in this world, but in other words, this also means that he is getting closer and closer to the truth.

"Let's talk about the ghost mother. This monster has tiger dragon feet, python eyebrows and dragon eyes, and her appearance is extremely strange. It is said that she gives birth to ten ghost babies every morning, then captures human children and feeds them, and waits until sunset, and then eats the ten ghost babies to practice."

Zhang Jiuyang was speechless. There are indeed all kinds of strange ways of practicing in this world. Compared with this, eating swords is really nothing.

"How strong is the ghost mother?"

"At the peak, she had the strength of the sixth realm, but after so many years of suppression, she has fallen to the fifth realm. However, after she eats ghost babies for a period of time, I am afraid she will recover quickly."

Zhang Jiuyang showed a trace of solemnity.

It sounds like this ghost mother is not easy to deal with.

Pei Qingchi raised his eyes and said, "The ghost mother is not something that my senior brother and I can catch. Uncle Nie, can you help us?"

Nie Longquan said without hesitation, "Since it is my mistake, I will naturally make up for it. Do you have any plans?"

"Don't look at me, I will listen to my junior sister."

Pei Qianhuo is very self-aware. He drank the wine in big gulps and was already drunk.

It's okay to let him fight, but it's a headache to think about brainwork.

Pei Qingchi sighed and said, "Uncle Nie, I want to join forces with the Imperial Observatory, but this is our first time going down the mountain. I wonder if you can help us introduce it?"

"Then you asked the wrong person."

Nie Longquan smiled and said, "Right in front of you, there is a genius from the Imperial Observatory. Oh, by the way, his fiancée is the most popular person in the Imperial Observatory today, known as the Ming Wang."

Pei Qingchi was stunned when he heard this and looked deeply at Zhang Jiuyang.

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