The God and Buddha are actually me

"It is said that the evil-killing sword was refined in the furnace for seventy-seven forty-nine days. As soon as it was born, there was a vision of a white rainbow piercing the sun, which was witnessed by everyone in the city!"

"It was too late to tell, but it was so fast. I don't know how many independent masters who are proud of their abilities have taken action to rob them. Among them, there are even the famous Kunlun Sans and Jiange descendants..."

In a tavern, the storyteller was eloquent and telling the story of the son-in-law of the Shen family who rode a dragon and was very happy.

There was an endless stream of people listening to the book, and they were even more amazed when they heard that even the legendary Sword Immortal had been defeated.

"The sword defeated Kunlun, the sound of a flute made all the heroes restrain their hands, and they killed so many monks in Yangzhou that no one dared to peep at the Shen family overnight. It can be said that this young man became famous and shocked the world!"

"Later, Taoist Zhang lived in seclusion in the Lingguan Temple on Ganquan Mountain. However, he was not just a pure practitioner, but had the heart to help the world and conquer evil spirits. If someone's family had something unclean, he only needed to go to Lingguan Temple to pray. Once you bow, Taoist Zhang will help you!”

"For us poor people, they don't take anything from us. What a wise man!"

The storyteller gave a thumbs up with admiration in his eyes.

The guests in the audience sighed with emotion. Some of them had received help from Daozhang Zhang, and they couldn't help but cheered.

"My father passed away some time ago, and he was taken to the funeral. But the coffin suddenly fell to the ground when passing by Ganquan Mountain. Several times in a row, I went to Lingguan Temple to pay my respects, and I happened to meet Daochang Zhang. Guess what..."

"Taoist Zhang is such a god. He could tell at a glance that my father was covered in dirt when he went to the grave. He gave me a talisman and stuck it in the coffin. That night I heard the sound of lightning and thunder. The next day, my father was alive. , there is a burnt dead fox in the coffin!"

"And me. My wife had a difficult delivery and the fetus was in an abnormal position. The doctors said there was no hope of hope. I went to Lingguan Temple to ask for a bowl of talisman water. Now not only is my wife safe and sound, but I also gave birth to a big fat boy!"

Everyone spoke highly of Taoist Zhang in Lingguan Temple.

Many people also made plans to go to Lingguan Temple to pay their respects again, and maybe they would be lucky enough to meet Taoist Zhang.

One of the men with a gloomy face and heavy dark circles seemed to be touched after hearing this. There was a trace of hesitation in his eyes, as if he was afraid of something, but after a brief struggle, he still chose to go to Ganquan Mountain.

It was noon, the sun was at its strongest, and the sky was clear, but he was wrapped in thick cotton clothes and sneezed from time to time, as if he was very cold.

"By the way, if you meet Taoist Zhang, remember not to call him Taoist Taoist Zhang. Taoist priest seems not to like this nickname."

The storyteller quickly warned.

…

Ganquan Mountain, Lingguan Temple.

"Old Demon Zhang, you are acting too domineering!"

"This man killed my three sons and two daughters. Why can't I seek revenge from him? I just want to kill him and make him never stand up again!"

In the room, a horrifying scene was taking place.

I saw a man tied to a chair, making a sharp and sad voice, which was not like a human voice at all, and his expression was very crazy.

Click!

This man seemed to be so powerful that he shattered the chair and fell to the ground struggling.

But the more he struggled, the tighter the pale golden rope became. It even seemed to be alive and shrinking, as if a python was strangling its prey.

However, this man was not to be outdone, he roared and his body was filled with black energy.

The surrounding candlelight flickered on and off, and the windows kept shaking, as if a demonic wind was blowing through.

Miao Zhu felt the powerful evil spirit and felt uneasy in his heart. However, when he saw the man dressed in white, sitting casually on the ground, using copper coins to tell fortunes, his fear disappeared instantly.

"Lao Mo Zhang, even if you drive me away, I will come again. If you can protect him for a while, can you protect him for the rest of your life?"

"Hahahaha, I have been practicing in the mountains for ninety-three years, and I am about to reach enlightenment in a hundred years. What can you do to me?"

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang finally stopped the Six Yao Gua Technique and collected the copper coins.

"I finally figured it out."

"This man is a fruit farmer. He has five acres of peach trees. His whole family depends on them for a living. As a result, your monkey grandson came to steal the peaches and died in the trap he set. Is that right?"

Zhang Jiuyang stood up, his eyes calm, but the red mark between his eyebrows flowed slightly like a flame, giving people a strange sense of oppression.

"So what? What he lost was just a peach, but I lost a child!!"

The monkey demon cursed angrily, his voice was very angry.

"So you are possessed by the soul and want to control him to kill your child. If he didn't have an amulet from Lingguan Temple in his home, I'm afraid you would have succeeded."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head, his expression gradually becoming colder.

"For the sake of your dead child, get out of his body now, and I may be able to spare your life."

This monkey demon has some skills and is actually proficient in the method of seizing the body of the soul. Before he came, Miao Zhu had already tried willow branches, black dog blood, talismans, etc., but none of them had any effect. He was even teased and teased by him.

It wasn't until Zhang Jiuyang came out of seclusion and tied him up with Zong San's dragon tendons that he became more honest, but his attitude was still arrogant.

"Old Demon Zhang, we have the Demon King of the Sixteen Caves in Dazhu Mountain, who is sworn to Jinlan and will advance and retreat together. We are not afraid of you!"

"If you want my life, be careful if my fifteen brothers destroy your Lingguan Temple!"

Seeing Zhang Jiuyang's tough attitude, the monkey demon began to threaten.

But he didn't see the anger that suddenly rose in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

"Dazhushan, right? The Sixteen Caves Demon King, right?"

He pointed his sword, and the Xiezhan Sword hanging on the wall flew out instantly, turning into a red light and rushing straight into the sky, burning the sea of ​​clouds red, making a thunderous sound of breaking through the air.

Throwing thousands of layers of fire, thousands of feet in an instant!

Zhang Jiuyang slowly closed his eyes, as if he was carefully feeling something.

"Hey, Zhang Lao Mo, what do you want to do?"

"Don't be mysterious, I'm not afraid of you!"

The monster just felt the terrifying edge of the Xiezhan Sword, and his arrogant arrogance suddenly stagnated, and a kind of panic and uneasiness inexplicably arose in his heart.

Not long after, Zhang Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes, and there was still some murderous aura in his eyes, but the hostility had disappeared, as if he had been vented.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

Heads of various shapes fell from the sky like dumplings, including snake heads, deer heads, sheep heads, and wolf heads...

Each one was extremely ferocious, with eyes wide open, as if full of unwillingness and doubt.

Except for the monkey demon, all the sixteen demon kings of Dazhu Mountain have bowed their heads.

"Good brother, of course we have to be neat and tidy."

Zhang Jiuyang stretched out his hand, and the sword of killing evil automatically flew to his hand. There was still hot demon blood on the sword, dripping on the ground.

"Remember, in the next life, don't joke about the Lingguan Temple."

Zhang Jiuyang, who was carrying the inheritance of the Lingguan, was full of goodwill for this big man who had helped him many times. This demon dared to say that he had destroyed the Lingguan Temple, which was undoubtedly seeking death.

"Oh, by the way, I have to thank you, otherwise it would be hard to find such a hidden place in Dazhu Mountain."

After saying that, his eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened, staring at the man's eyes, his sight penetrated into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, and saw the old monkey who was trying his best to hide, but constantly exuding panic and uneasiness.

Then, a red-gold flame suddenly surged from the sword in Zhang Jiuyang's hand, burning the monster blood into nothingness. From a distance, it looked like a fire sword condensed by flames.

The monkey monster looked fierce but weak, and shouted loudly: "If you kill me, this man will definitely die. You can't break my method of taking over the soul!"

Zhang Jiuyang said nothing, and under the shocked eyes of the temple keeper, he inserted a sword into the man's forehead

As fast as thunder, cruel and cunning.

The next moment, the man screamed, as if his soul was nailed under the tip of the sword, and his whole body was filled with demonic energy. In the desperate resistance, he even grew monkey-like hair.

However, as soon as the hair grew, it was burned to ashes by the red-gold flame.

After three breaths, the screams finally gradually disappeared.

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly pulled out the sword, and saw a sword mark on the man's forehead, oozing a little blood.

"Zhang, Taoist Zhang, the man seems... dead?"

The temple keeper's face was pale. This was not good. The possessed monkey demon was dead, but the man could not survive. His family was waiting outside.

Thinking of their pleading and expectant eyes, as if he had grabbed the last straw to save his life, the temple keeper couldn't bear it.

"Dead? Wouldn't that ruin my reputation?"

"Okay, help him wipe the blood off, and then wake him up."

The temple keeper was startled and quickly wiped the blood from the man's eyebrows with trembling hands. He was horrified to find that the skin there was intact. Where was the wound?

After pinching the philtrum for a while, the man woke up faintly, his eyes were very confused. Wasn't he in the peach garden? How did he suddenly come to the Lingguan Temple?

In the end, with his family's thousands of thanks, Zhang Jiuyang forcibly rejected the reward, only accepted a basket of delicious peaches, and selected the best ones to offer in front of the shrine of the Lingguan Lord.

It's not that he was being hypocritical, but looking at the ragged old mother and two children who were only four or five years old, how could he feel at ease to collect money?

Looking at the backs of this family supporting each other, Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly.

In fact, the reason why he had been reading things for people during this period and deliberately asked the storyteller under the name of the Shen Mansion to promote him was not to seek fame, but to see if he could get some clues.

The ghost mother hid in the world and it was difficult to find her.

But if she was in Yangzhou, as long as she took action, there would always be someone who would be harmed, so the victim or his family would naturally think of looking for a famous mage to come and solve the disaster.

He wanted to make Lingguan Temple the first choice for the people of Yangzhou.

The effect was remarkable during this period, and his reputation had spread thoroughly in Yangzhou. Taoist Zhang of Lingguan Temple was well-known, and people came to him to read things in an endless stream.

It's a pity that the ones who were causing trouble were all small monsters, and today this monkey monster was already a "big case".

Although he had not yet received any news about the ghost mother, he was already very satisfied to be able to help the needy and the poor, and to exorcise demons.

He had never forgotten his original intention since he started practicing.

A Taoist priest should be a person who enforces justice on behalf of heaven.

"Master, there are people behind us. Do you still want to read for people today?"

The temple keeper asked.

Zhang Jiuyang was about to agree, when he suddenly saw a banner hanging on the wall beside him. It seemed to be a gift from a previous pilgrim, with eight big characters embroidered on it.

"Flute-playing Taoist, miraculous hands bring back the dead!"

The smile on his face froze instantly.

The last time Zhan Xie appeared, he defeated the heroes and thought he would have a good reputation, but he didn't expect to get the nickname of the flute-playing Taoist in the end.

He was really pissed off!

Fortunately, in addition to the flute-playing Taoist, some people also called him the Sword Master of Zhan Xie, which was quite impressive.

Really, even the old demon Zhang mentioned by those monsters sounds better than this Taoist who plays the flute. Every time he heard these four words, he felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Miao Zhu didn't know anything about it, and noticed Zhang Jiuyang's gaze, and quickly explained: "This is a gift from the old woman who has been suffering from insomnia and nightmares a few days ago. You blew a heart-clearing mantra and her illness was completely cured. Thank you very much." As for you, you are over eighty years old and you still embroidered this banner stitch by stitch."

Zhang Jiuyang sighed lightly, with a wry smile on his face.

"Okay, let's hang here. Also, let people outside come in. I'll take a look at a few more before the sun goes down."

"Okay!"

Miao Zhu was very happy, looking at Zhang Jiuyang with great admiration and admiration, and excitedly went to find the next person to see what was going on.

Looking at his cheerful back, Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, then washed a peach and took a bite. It was indeed plump and juicy.

It's quite sweet.

…

Ganquan Mountain, in front of Lingguan Temple.

A depressed man came to the mountain gate. Just as he was about to step into the temple gate, a look of pain suddenly appeared in his eyes.

His body swayed slightly and his face became paler.

"Hey, are you going in or not? Come on, don't block the road!"

The people behind were urging him, but the man hesitated. He took a deep breath and stepped into the temple gate.

In an instant, he felt a heat on his body, as if there was a hot air blowing against his face. After a short period of pain, he actually felt a long-lost sense of relief, and his spirit was lifted.

This Lingguan Temple is indeed magical!

Maybe their family...can really be saved?