The God and Buddha are actually me

Hearing A Li's words, Zhang Jiuyang's heart was shocked.

The curse power on Yue Ling's wound is exactly the same as the red-haired curse in the underworld?

No wonder he felt a little familiar just now, but he didn't know much about the curse, so he didn't associate it with each other for a while.

His face changed instantly, and he quickly called A Li to let her take a closer look.

In terms of curses, A Li is a professional.

"Don't worry, brother Jiu, sister Ming Wang is so powerful, even if it is really that kind of curse, it will be fine."

"Sister Ming Wang, it will hurt a little later, you must not resist, otherwise A Li will be miserable~"

Yue Ling smiled lightly and said, "How painful is it?"

"Well... it hurts more than scraping bones!"

She smiled casually when she heard it, and said nonchalantly: "It's okay if you let go."

As she said that, she sat on the chair, and after confirming that the bra would not fall off, she picked up a book with confidence.

"Ali, you can try. I'm just taking a break from reading a book."

Zhang Jiuyang secretly admired, wow, isn't this the female version of Guan Gong?

But when he saw the title of the book, he was immediately shocked.

"Journey to the West: Bajie's Trouble in the Kingdom of Women"...

"Is this your new work? Let me see--"

As soon as Yue Ling opened it, she saw a lot of "ah, ah, ah, ah", and her handsome and flawless face turned red in an instant.

She changed a book.

"Brother Monkey King, look up at me, I don't believe you, your eyes are empty..."

Changed another book.

"Fairy, take my stick!"

"Big, big, and bigger!"

Yue Ling blushed and was about to say something, but A Li's hair suddenly grew longer, and then it seemed like a steel needle pierced into her wound.

Yue Ling's face was stern, and a severe pain came over her, and the hand holding the book trembled slightly.

But she didn't cry out in pain. Instead, she immediately suppressed the magic power in her body, fearing that the magic power would automatically protect her body and hurt Ah Li.

With her sixth realm power, if she was not careful, she would even scare Ah Li to death.

The pain became more and more intense.

Ah Li's hair kept piercing deep into her flesh and blood, as if she was looking for something, and even pierced into her internal organs.

If Yue Ling hadn't been forcing herself to endure, I'm afraid the golden flame of the Ming Wang would have spread up long ago.

As time passed, her body began to tremble slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but her face remained calm and she didn't say a word.

It's just that the book in her hand hasn't been turned for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Ah Li finally retracted her hair, and Zhang Jiuyang suddenly saw that there was a strange red at the end of her hair.

It wasn't blood, but curse power.

Clang!

The sword in his hair flew out instantly, turning into a red light that chopped off the hair ends. Then, the broken hair turned red little by little, jumping on the ground like a venomous snake with half of its body cut off.

After a while, the hair completely turned red, exuding an ominous breath.

Zhang Jiuyang pinched the Lingguan Jue with his hands, and spurted out the Jade Pivot Heavenly Fire from his mouth, burning it to ashes, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

This thing is really too scary, and it is actually contagious.

Ah Li was so scared that she patted her chest and said, "It's a close call, fortunately, Brother Jiu, you reacted quickly~"

Although she is proficient in spells, she almost fell just now. It is indeed as Brother Jiu said, this kind of spell is too dangerous.

At this time, Yue Ling closed her eyes, as if she was carefully feeling something.

After a while, golden light flowed on her skin, and the scar on her chest finally healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and never recurred.

The power of the curse was lifted.

The wound was as white as jade, crystal clear, without a single flaw.

"Nineth brother, the curse that Sister Ming Wang was hit by and the red-haired curse in the underworld are indeed from the same lineage and origin."

"Fortunately, the curse power she was hit by was not much, and Sister Ming Wang was as strong as a dragon, so it was barely removed."

Hearing Ah Li's words, Zhang Jiuyang's expression condensed.

This is definitely an important clue.

The magic knife in the hands of the two-faced Buddha actually has the same curse power as the underworld, which can infect that terrible red-haired curse.

The two-faced Buddha is definitely not just an evil spirit.

His origin and background may hide a bigger secret!

And Zhang Jiuyang suddenly remembered that the two-faced Buddha himself is indeed good at curses. For example, he almost cursed Mrs. Shen to death with the Lingge Lingjie method in the mysterious art of Zhangliu.

Senior Zhuge once said that if the Lingge Lingjie method is refined and collected forty-nine pairs, it will become a spiritual ancestor, and can even curse and kill the six realms of real people.

Why is the two-faced Buddha proficient in so many spells? Is it also related to the curse of the underworld?

Zhang Jiuyang had a hunch that if he could figure out the secret of the two-faced Buddha, it might be helpful to solve the curse on Uncle Jiang and uncover the secrets of the underworld.

At the same time, he also realized that Huangquan was unusual.

Blind Lin was the head of the Yinshan Sect six hundred years ago, the Painted Skin Master was the reincarnation of the Corpse Reincarnation Immortal, the two-faced Buddha was suspected to be related to the curse of the underworld, and the Moon God was hiding in the palace, and the power behind him was mysterious and powerful.

These people all have their own secrets without exception.

What about Taiyin, Laoqi and Xuansu?

And does Tianzun, who brought these people together, know the secrets of these heavenly stems?

"Although the ghost mother gave the clue of Huashoumen, this clue is too vague. I have only heard of it in Buddhist scriptures, saying that Huashoumen is a prophecy of the Buddha's death."

Yue Ling suddenly opened his eyes and talked about the case. He became extremely focused again, his eyes were bright and shining.

"It is said that when the Buddha passed away, he left his mantle in Huashou Gate and predicted that the Buddha would knock on this door and obtain the mantle in the future. At that time, Buddhism would flourish again, and all Buddhist disciples in the world would obey the orders of the future Buddha."

"This legend has been around for thousands of years. I don't know how many eminent monks have searched for Huashou Gate, but they have found nothing and there is no clue."

Yue Ling tapped lightly on the back of the chair with her slender fingers, and said in a deep voice: "Looking for Huashou Gate is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack. I think the really important clue is the conjoined brother and sister who were rescued by the ghost mother in the snow more than a hundred years ago. Although it has been a long time, there is still hope..."

"Zhang Jiuyang, what do you think?"

She suddenly found that the room was terribly quiet. Zhang Jiuyang and A Li had not spoken for a long time.

When she looked up, she saw that Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were very strange, and his eyes kept drifting to her chest. And little A Li stood there blankly with her mouth wide open, as if she had seen some incredible scene.

She even looked down at her flat chest while watching, and marveled.

"Sister Ming Wang, why is yours so big?"

Yue Ling's head buzzed, and she immediately lowered her head, and then her face flushed like blood. The female general who had been on the battlefield for a long time couldn't stop trembling at this moment.

I saw that the loose silk ribbon wrapped around her chest had fallen down several inches at some point.

Gushe's skin was really like snow, and a pair of bright moons fell on her chest.

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