The God and Buddha are actually me

In the middle of the night, Zhang Jiuyang's kitchen suddenly became lively.

Chef Ah Li personally took charge of the dish, and the two pink kitchen knives were running like flying, cutting out meat slices that were alternately fat and thin, with just the right thickness, showing his extraordinary knife skills.

Turn the spoon and stir-fry!

It didn't take long for a plate of stir-fried pork to come out of the pot. It was full of color, aroma and taste, and the portion was huge.

After the dishes were brought out, before she could take a break, Zhang Jiuyang came back with the empty plate with a strange look on his face and said, "She has finished eating. I want you to serve the dishes quickly."

The miserable migrant worker Ah Li can only continue to work overtime all night.

It’s not fun, cooking is not fun at all!

This has happened many times.

For the first time, Zhang Jiuyang saw what it means to be in the wind and the remaining clouds. He couldn't grab it, he couldn't grab it at all!

In the hall, a large pile of plates had accumulated. Yue Ling's belly bulged slightly under her armor. She patted it with a satisfied expression.

"Eighty percent full."

"The little devil is really useful and his cooking skills are good."

From a little ghost to a little devil, it can be seen that the cannibal has a short mouth, and her attitude towards Ah Li has become much closer.

The master still had an expression of disbelief on his face, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock yet, and he was mumbling something.

"This is impossible..."

"I have been practicing for more than thirty years, and I am like a ghost..."

"How come he is in the second level and is about to surpass me in the blink of an eye?"

Although he saw that Zhang Jiuyang had good cultivation aptitude last time, he didn't expect that the other party was such a monster. How long had he been cultivating to the first level, and he actually reached the hundred-day level?

No, after all, he is a passerby.

I remember that he was stuck in front of the Hundred Days Pass for a full seven years, and then he finally broke through and was tortured in the fire. At that time, let alone women, sows were pretty to him.

Fortunately, the skills he practiced were relatively average. The Hundred Days Pass only lasted for thirty days. He gritted his teeth and endured it. However, because of this, the accumulation of magic power was slow. Until now, he has been unable to break through to the third level. He is still doing the water grinding work. .

"Lao Gao, I told you, it's all thanks to those Purple Zhizhi Yushen Pills."

Zhang Jiuyang comforted him.

In fact, apart from the Purple Zhi Yu Shen Wan, there are two main reasons why he practiced so quickly. The first is naturally the ghost-eating magical power of Master Zhong Kui, and the second is that he is very compatible with the Jade Cauldron Xuan Gong and can practice it easily.

It's almost like it's tailor-made.

"What you practice is the second picture of the Jade Cauldron Xuan Gong, the Sun, Crow, Moon and Rabbit picture."

At this moment, Yue Ling suddenly spoke up.

"You don't have to hide it, because I have practiced this technique before, and I practiced it to the third picture, and then I switched to other techniques."

After a pause, she reminded: "For the sake of Xiao Guitou's meal, I will give you some advice. Don't underestimate the Hundred Days Pass, especially the Hundred Days Pass that you can break through by practicing the Jade Cauldron Xuan Gong."

"Within a hundred days, the desire will only get stronger and stronger, and eventually it will undergo a qualitative change. You can still control it now, but you won't be able to tell for sure in the future."

As she spoke, she glanced at the tall man slightly.

The master coughed quickly, buried his head, and pretended not to see me.

Zhang Jiuyang keenly caught the breath of gossip. It seemed that something happened to Lao Gao during his stay at Bairiguan, and it may have spread throughout the Qintian Prison.

No, the young man named Luo Ping sitting next to him was almost blushing. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

Lao Gao is really a storyteller.

"In short, Zhang Jiuyang, I suggest you learn the art of seclusion and seclusion, so as not to fail in the end."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and thanked: "Thank you, General Yue, for your advice."

After a pause, he tried to find out: "Lao Gao, when you were at the Hundred Days Pass -"

"Zhang Jiuyang, regarding the seven-star soul-locking nail we found from Yun Niang's ashes last time, I have found out its origin!"

The master quickly raised his voice and forcibly interrupted him.

"The seven-star soul-locking technique comes from the Yinshan sect that collapsed six hundred years ago. This sect is very evil and does not respect gods and Buddhas. It only worships the ghost king."

"Ghost King?"

"Yes, what is it called... Ghost King of Yinshan Mountain?"

"The disciples of the Yinshan Sect only practice the evil arts of raising ghosts and pursue quick methods. They worship the power of ghosts and will even put ghosts into their own bodies and use their bodies to support them!"

Zhang Jiuyang's heart trembled, and he suddenly thought of the sentence in Blind Lin's diary.

"Damn it, that thing is getting better and better, I can't control it anymore!"

At this moment, he understood that the thing in the diary did not refer to Yun Niang, but the ghost that Blind Man Lin had raised in his body!

Blind Lin is a disciple of the Yinshan Sect!

The expert seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and continued: "Six hundred years ago, the last leader of the Yinshan Sect was named Ghost Taoist. He was extremely talented and ambitious, and he tried to create a disaster... Level ghost king."

Ghost, evil, evil, disaster, abyss.

Such a terrifying female ghost as Yun Niang is still a little short of becoming a murderer.

Disaster means natural disaster, which can bring disaster to a state and cause devastation to all living beings. At this level, ghosts can be called ghost kings.

"The ghost Taoist tried to sacrifice the people of a city to raise a ghost king. This move made people angry. Not long after Zhuge Imperial Master established the Qintian Prison, he took action himself."

"Then what?"

Ah Li couldn't help but interjected.

She was somewhat fascinated by what she heard, imagining that the ghost Taoist and the Zhuge Imperial Master fought for three days and three nights, until the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the sun and the moon lost all light...

"Then?"

The expert sneered and said, "Master Zhuge has already taken action, so how can there be any accidents? Otherwise, why do you think the Yinshan Sect was destroyed?"

After a pause, he sighed, "It is said that the Master was in Kyoto at that time, but he did not move. He set up a peerless killing array thousands of miles away and used the power of the stars to slaughter the Yinshan Sect's nest from top to bottom!"

"The ghost Taoist died, and the Yinshan Sect was removed from history from then on."

"It is said that the Yinshan Sect offered sacrifices to the whole sect and invited the Ghost King to enter the world, but it was still no match for the Master, and was thrown into the eighteen levels of hell, and will never be able to transcend."

Zhang Jiuyang's heart surged and his blood boiled.

Thousands of miles away, he set up a peerless killing array to directly massacre a sect, and also sent the Ghost King worshipped by other sects into the eighteen levels of hell...

What an incredible method!

Such a person, what is the difference between him and a god?

And this is only the seventh realm.

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt a strong desire to practice. Who wouldn't want to be so glorious in life?

A real man should be like this!

"I just didn't expect that after 600 years, the Yinshan Sect actually had a successor and entered the world again. Blind Lin, you hid it so well!"

The expert showed a trace of fear in his eyes.

He had cooperated with Blind Lin in the past, but he didn't see any flaws.

"Bury three hundred living people in the ground..."

Zhang Jiuyang suggested: "Do you want to check this sentence? After all, it's three hundred lives..."

The expert shook his head, sighed, and looked at Yue Ling with a questioning look.

After seeing Yue Ling nod, he continued: "Zhang Jiuyang, we parted in Yunhe County before. I wanted to go to Qingzhou City to investigate the Lu family's fire, but I didn't expect to receive a transfer order in the middle of the way, so I went to investigate another case urgently."

After a pause, his voice became very heavy.

"Not long ago, the ground in Chenjia Village in Yunhao Mountain, Qingzhou, suddenly cracked, and more than 300 people in the village were sucked into the ground. Then the ground closed and buried them completely."

"According to people in the neighboring village, they could vaguely hear slapping and cries for help from underground at that time."

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