The God and Buddha are actually me

"Put your chest up, raise your arms, draw in your abdomen, and use your strength from your waist!"

In the courtyard, Zhang Jiuyang was wearing a short white robe, and his long hair was tied with a pure Yang scarf. He looked very energetic, with a handsome face and a high energy.

Under the setting sun, he was practicing Liuhe swordsmanship meticulously, while Yue Ling stood beside him solemnly, holding a branch in his hand, tapping it from time to time to correct his subtle deficiencies.

The two of them are a strict master and a master disciple. Zhang Jiuyang's swordsmanship has soared in the past few days, which even amazed Yue Ling.

After practicing for a full hour, she finally nodded with satisfaction and showed a smile.

"Yes, I have already started. There are no flaws in the moves. I am also proficient in coordinating with the breathing method. Only the mastery of strength is still lacking."

After saying that, she threw it away casually, and the branch flew out with a roar, and it was nailed to the rockery without moving at all.

"If you hit a rock with wood and hit it three feet without trembling your tail, then you have achieved something."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head, wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "It seems like I'm still far behind."

"It's pretty fast."

Yue Ling thought for a moment and said, "Only a little slower than me."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

She smiled slightly, her figure standing tall and tall under the sunset, her eyes as clear as a lake illuminated by sunset.

Zhang Jiuyang was startled, and then he smiled.

Since the last conversation, the relationship between the two seemed to be a little closer, and their relationship was more casual than before. Yue Ling, a serious person, would occasionally joke with him.

"Your injuries have basically healed, it's time for me to leave."

Yue Ling smiled casually and said, "If I don't return to Beijing, I'm afraid the supervisor will come to see me personally."

For Zhang Jiuyang, she has been delayed for too long this time. Some people in Beijing may be criticizing her. Of course, she has made great contributions to this case, so there is no need to worry.

On the contrary, some people should not be able to sleep. After all, when she returns this time, she should be promoted to a prisoner based on her merits.

By then, she will also have access to more secrets about Huang Quan.

"So fast..."

"Well, as a friend, I wish you success and success!"

Although Zhang Jiuyang felt reluctant to give up, he was not a mother-in-law person. He cupped his fists, smiled, and congratulated her loudly.

Yue Ling smiled lightly and said: "Your peripheral identity has been approved. When I return to Beijing, I will send you your identity badge and the treasure list of the Qintian Prison."

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved when he heard this. He had long admired the treasure house of Qin Tianjian, and it was like thunder in his ears. Lao Gao didn't know how many times he had blown it.

It is said that the "Sutra of Advocating the Third Ming King" that Lian Yueling practiced is also in the treasure house and can be exchanged for good deeds.

Although he has the inheritance of visualization diagrams, he needs to accumulate faith. Sometimes it is not as convenient as exchanging treasures. He just doesn’t know whether the things in it are expensive or not, and how many good deeds he has done...

"In this case, because I want to help you hide something, I can't give you the main credit. I can only count it as a supporting credit, so the higher-ups will only reward you with 100 good deeds."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and said with a smile: "Understood."

Yue Ling shook his head and said, "You don't need to understand. When marching and fighting, meritorious deeds must be rewarded, and delinquencies must be punished. If the superiors don't reward you, I will give them to you."

"After returning to Beijing, I will use my good deeds to exchange you for some good things as your reward."

Zhang Jiuyang was a little embarrassed, but he had to admire Yue Ling's character. She must have been a very good general back then. If she hadn't joined Qintian Prison out of anger over her sister's death, she would have been a famous general in the world now.

In front of the mansion.

Yue Ling got on the horse again. This time she was not wearing armor, but was wearing a red jersey. She had a graceful figure and a beautiful face, and she still looked heroic and dashing.

When they parted again, their moods were completely different from the last time.

Like clouds and rain, the bright moon is in the sky.

"Zhang Jiuyang, there's something you need to hurry up about."

She looked down at Zhang Jiuyang with an invisible sense of oppression in her eyes, showing no anger or authority.

"What's up?"

Zhang Jiuyang was startled and thought to himself: How did I offend her?

"The case of Blind Lin is over, and you should have some free time to write a book. I've been waiting for a long time to follow up on Zhong Kui's Ghost Hunt."

As she spoke, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she lightly tapped the dragon bird knife hanging on the horse's back, and the sound was clear and crisp.

Every time she read it, she was scratching her heart like a cat's claws, eager to know the follow-up.

Before, it was because the case was so tense that she couldn't push it. Now that the matter has finally come to an end, if Zhang Jiuyang still dares to delay writing, she will use some means.

Dare you ask if my knife is sharp?

Zhang Jiuyang smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said that if he told Yue Ling now that "The Legend of Zhong Kui Catching Ghosts" has no follow-up, he was going to open a new one called "The Record of the Spiritual Official Conquering Demons".

I wonder if he will be hacked to death?

Forget it, let’s reluctantly write a follow-up for her.

What is it like to have a reader who can put a knife to your neck at any time to urge you to update?

Zhang Jiuyang said...it's not that he's afraid, he just likes writing and doesn't want to leave any regrets.

"Goodbye, Sister Mingwang!!!"

Seeing that Yue Ling's figure had disappeared at the entrance of the alley, Ah Li was still waving her little hands, her big eyes full of reluctance.

She was both afraid and in love with Yue Ling.

Just when Zhang Jiuyang wanted to comfort her, he heard the little girl sighing with pretense of resentment and said: "Brother Jiu, Ah Li wants to have a sister-in-law."

"When can you give Ah Li a home?"

Zhang Jiuyang's face was full of black lines, and he drew out the sword that slayed ghosts with a clang.

There was a commotion in the courtyard.

"Woo woo woo, you beat Ah Li as soon as Sister Ming Wang left. This family can't survive after all~"

...

One month later.

Zhang Jiuyang sat cross-legged in the courtyard, bathing in the morning glow, expelling the old and welcoming the new.

From a distance, there seemed to be a layer of hazy purple air lingering around him, making his handsome face more ethereal.

The pores all over his body were like golden gates and jade locks, holding the essence without loss, and achieving a pure yang body without leakage.

Even if you look at it from a close distance, his skin is as white as a crown of jade, without a single flaw, and there is a faint glow on his skin, and even every strand of hair is crystal clear.

This means that he has practiced "Chongyang Zhenren Jinguan Yusuo Jue" to a certain degree, and his skills are not shallow, so he can be as radiant as jade, bright and lively, and not like an ordinary person.

Moreover, he also found that this technique and Zhongli Ba Duan Jin complement each other, and the dragon and the tiger complement each other.

It is said that Zhongli Ba Duan Jin was passed down from Zhongli Quan, one of the Eight Immortals, and one of the two immortals that Chongyang Zhenren met in Ganhe was also Zhongli Quan.

Perhaps these two techniques are originally from the same origin.

In short, Zhang Jiuyang has made great progress during this period, especially in terms of physical fitness, which has changed almost every day. Little Ali is sometimes afraid and says that his blood and qi are too strong, like a furnace, and he looks a bit like Sister Mingwang.

The progress in mana is also not small. The Hundred Days Pass is now more than halfway through. Compared with Chenjia Village, his mana has almost doubled, which shows the magic of refining essence into qi.

When the Hundred Days Pass is over, his mana can double again. By then, he will have the confidence to impact the third realm.

Once he enters the third realm, he can try to control the Jade Pivot Heavenly Fire of the Spiritual Officer. According to Yue Ling, although he looked a little embarrassed that night, his strength in a short period of time was not less than that of an ordinary fourth realm.

This shows how domineering the Jade Pivot Heavenly Fire is.

Work hard and impact the third realm!

With this thought, Zhang Jiuyang's heart was full of motivation.

"Brother Jiu, it's time to eat!"

Little Ali came bouncing with a food box, swinging her pigtails, and showing a very bright smile from a distance. I don't know why this little girl is so happy every day.

Zhang Jiuyang opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and there seemed to be a flash of brilliance.

He picked up a branch casually and threw it casually.

Boom!

The branch was inserted into the rockery, motionless, and the tail did not tremble at all.

He showed a satisfied smile. The improvement of his physique made him more proficient in mastering the strength, and he had reached the standard proposed by Yue Ling.

Well, eat!

Today's meal is very rich. In addition to braised pork and braised pork elbow, there is also a braised frog.

Zhang Jiuyang was a little surprised and said, "Why did you suddenly think of making this today?"

Hearing this question, Xiao A Li looked like she had been waiting for you to ask for a long time, and hurriedly said, "Jiu Ge, I went out to learn how to cook today, and guess what I heard?"

"What did you hear?"

"Wow!"

She laughed and said, "Jiu Ge, it hasn't rained in the past half month, so someone planned a marriage and prepared to let two frogs get married. It is said that this can pray for rain. Do you think it's funny or not..."

"I think it's interesting, so I went to the field to catch one and add a dish for you."

Frogs getting married?

Zhang Jiuyang also found it very strange. In his previous life, there was also an ancient worship of frogs among the Chinese people. For example, the Frog Festival is popular in some areas of the Zhuang nationality, which is an ancient activity of worshiping frogs and praying for rain.

Pu Songling also has a story about the frog god in Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. It tells the story of a young man named Xue who married the daughter of the frog god. The couple's relationship later had many twists and turns, but they were finally happy and prosperous. The locals called them Xue Frog's Family.

Zhang Jiuyang looked up at the sun above his head. It had indeed not rained for a long time recently. Farmers depend on the weather for food and their hope of survival lies in the land. Naturally, they are anxious.

It's just that letting frogs get married is indeed a strange story.

At this time, A Li laughed again and said, "Brother Jiu, do you know what's funnier than frogs getting married?"

"What is it?"

She sighed like a little adult, "Even frogs get married. Some people are almost twenty years old and still can't get a wife!"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt that the rice in his hand was not fragrant.

Picked up a branch casually.

The crying of a little Loli suddenly rang in the yard.

...

In the evening, Zhang Jiuyang saw little A Li hiding in the corner with her back to him and ignoring him, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

"Ali, you have condensed a lot of Yin energy recently, it's time to use the magic talisman for you."

Ali's ears immediately stood up.

She turned around quickly and asked expectantly: "Is it the golden talisman?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and smiled: "This thing is called Duchang God King Talisman, which can be used to confer titles on ghosts. Wait until tomorrow..."

He showed a hint of expectation in his eyes and said loudly: "I will confer the title of God for you!"

...