The God and Buddha are actually me

When he saw the words "Dragon King Temple", Zhang Jiuyang thought of the white dragon that moved the wind and rain in the clouds.

The heavy rain that solved the drought in Qingzhou contained amazing magic power.

Although he later went to specifically inquire about things related to the Dragon King Temple, he found nothing. No one knew anything about the white dragon.

He also told Yue Ling about Bailong Xingyun and Yue Ling. The other party said that they would let the Tianji Pavilion of Qintian Prison check it out, but it was ignored later.

Originally, he had gradually forgotten about Bai Long, but he didn't expect to see these three familiar words again today.

This Dragon King Temple is naturally not the one in Qingzhou City. It seems that the Dragon King Temple was very famous back then, and worshipers were worshiped all over Qingzhou.

"Get in quickly!"

Under the loud urging of the head, two people and one ghost stepped into the Dragon King Temple.

It is very similar to the Dragon King Temple in Qingzhou. It is very desolate inside, with overgrown weeds in the courtyard and mold spots on the walls.

The statues in the temple are shabby and smaller than the Dragon King Temple in Qingzhou.

"Close the doors and windows!"

Zhang Jiuyang and others quickly closed the doors and windows. The temple immediately became darker, and even the statue seemed a bit intrusive.

After entering the temple, the head seemed to be relieved.

"Boy, please let me breathe, I'm almost suffocated!"

Zhang Jiuyang placed the sack on the ground and slowly opened it.

He finally saw the true face of the head, which was an old-looking head with sparse hair on the top of the head, revealing a bald scalp.

His face couldn't be said to be ugly, but it was hard to see where he was. His eyelids were droopy, giving people a feeling of listlessness.

Zhang Jiuyang could feel that he was a human and not a ghost, but the weight of the yin energy in his body was even greater than that of Ah Li, and he only had one head left, yet he could still speak. He was really a strange person.

He took a few deep breaths of fresh air and said, "I feel better!"

Then he looked at Li Yan and said, "Li Lingtai, you should be at the fourth level of refining great medicine."

Li Yan nodded silently, but the tip of the gun was faintly pointed at his head. As long as he made any abnormal behavior, he would immediately take out the gun.

The head didn't care and said with a smile: "That's good. People who refine great medicines have magic power in their blood. Even the best cinnabar in the world cannot compare with it. It is most suitable to use it to write the Wheel Sutra."

Immediately afterwards, while he was reciting scriptures, he asked Li Yan to bite off his fingertips and write the so-called "Zhuan Sutra" on the walls, doors and windows.

"The realm of the netherworld is the underworld of the earth. There are gods in the sky and ghosts on the earth, and the yin and yang rotate; birds are born and animals die, and there are repeated male and female. Life and transformation, a pregnant woman becomes a man..."

After the walls, doors and windows were all covered with scriptures, the head began to explain.

"This Wheel Sutra was written by the Holy King of the Wheel of the Underworld. He was once the Lord of the Underworld, in charge of the cycle of life and death, but then he suddenly passed away for unknown reasons, and his bones turned into the mist."

"However, this "Chakravartin" still has some effect on those Yin soldiers. It should be able to block them for a while."

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved when he heard this. On Yanfu Mountain in the underworld, there were ten ghost kings who were sworn to Jinlan and agreed to kill each other in the underworld. In the end, except for the traitor ghost king of Yinshan, the other nine ghost kings and the reincarnation of King Ming died together.

At that time, he still felt strange, why would the so-called ghost kings dominate the underworld instead of gods?

Now it seems that there must have been some major changes in the underworld that year. Even the Holy King Chakravartin, who was in charge of the cycle of life and death, passed away, which led to chaos in the underworld and the rise of the ghost king.

But who is this head?

Why does he know so much about the underworld?

At this moment, Li Yan suddenly said: "The Wheel Sutra is probably a secret scripture of the Yin people. He was beheaded and executed by the Yin soldiers, and he knew so much about the Yin Division, and he was still in Qingzhou..."

His eyes moved slightly, as if he had guessed the identity of the head.

"My Qin Tianjian records that there is a very high-ranking Yin Zhao hidden in Qingzhou. He calls himself the Second Master. He has unpredictable abilities and is the leader of the contemporary Yin Zou people."

"Our people have tried to contact the second master many times, but the whereabouts of him have been elusive. Shenlong has seen its head but not its tail, so in the end we had no choice but to let it go."

After Li Yan said these words, he stared at the head quietly and said, "I didn't expect to see the second master in this situation."

After hearing this, Tou Shou let out a long sigh and said: "Qin Tian Jian deserves to be Qin Tian Jian. Yes, I am the second master, but I am not as powerful as you said, otherwise there would not be only one head left. "

Ah Li's eyes lit up when he heard this and said, "Bald old man, are you also a shady person?"

The head immediately became angry.

"First of all, I'm not bald, I still have hair around me. Can't you see that, you little bitch?"

"Second, I am not a grandfather, I just look older. I am only thirty-seven years old!!!"

Zhang Jiuyang was a little unbelievable when he heard this. Thirty-seven years old?

If you say you are seventy-three years old, some people will believe you.

"Hmph, it's just that I'm a Yin person who has been dealing with dead people and Yin soldiers all year round, which naturally damages my Yang life span, so I look a little bit older."

"But my dad is not bald and doesn't look old?"

The second master became angry and said loudly: "I'll say it again, I'm not bald, I have hair!!"

As he spoke, he tried his best to shake his bleeding neck. A few sparse white hairs fluttered and a few fell out.

"Let me tell you again, the more powerful the Yin wanderer, the heavier the death energy in his body, the more his Yang life will be lost, and he will naturally look older!"

The implication is that your father is not good at cultivation.

Ah Li suddenly said: "So that's it. No wonder you are bald at the age of thirty-seven!"

Second Master: "..."

After a moment of silence, he was so angry that he blushed and opened his mouth to bite Ah Li, but Ah Li easily grabbed her hair and twirled her around a few times with her hands.

"Bald old man, do you want to play with Ah Li?"

"Ah Li likes to play with you."

Second Master: "*\u0026**#%￥###..."

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't stand it anymore and asked Ah Li to put him down.

The second master glanced at the fallen hair on the ground distressedly, and was about to say something when his color suddenly changed slightly and he said: "The Yin soldiers are chasing me!"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a strong wind outside the temple. Looking through the gap in the window, you could see that the hazy white mist had spread, and there were shadowy shadows inside, all of which were armed and strong soldiers.

There seemed to be many generals in golden armor, as well as evil spirits wearing black robes and holding chains.

However, these Yin soldiers seemed to be wary of this temple. Before they reached the place where the scriptures were painted, they hesitated at the gate and did not dare to approach.

The second master said calmly: "This Dragon King Temple once enshrined an old Dragon King who was about to become an immortal. Although the old Dragon King has died now, his heirs are still there and have become a legend."

"She lives in Yunmeng Daze, three hundred miles away from Luotian County. However, the dragon girl is usually too low-key and doesn't pay much attention to the incense in the world, so not many people know about it."

After a pause, he sneered and said: "The people in Luotian County have blind eyes and do not know the true God. They are holding a celebration of wandering gods, but they have ignored the most powerful one."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved.

Dragon Girl?

In this way, the white dragon he saw last time should be the daughter of the old Dragon King.

"Mortals are blind, but these Yin soldiers can smell the scent of gods. No matter how dilapidated this temple is, it is far more intimidating in their eyes than those splendid temples."

"But this won't last long, and the Yin soldiers will not give up."

As expected, it didn't take long for those Yin soldiers to make up their minds. The dark mist spread through the gate, but was blocked by the scriptures written in blood on the temple door.

The wheel-turning scripture seems to have a magical power, emitting golden light when the dark mist floats, isolating it from the outside.

In an instant, the army of Yin soldiers roared, seemingly angry with shame.

boom!

There was a strong wind outside the temple, and the dark clouds covered the bright moon, making the sky and the earth dark.

The power of the Yin soldiers kept attacking this dilapidated temple, but every time it was blocked by the golden scriptures, like a rock standing in the big waves.

But Zhang Jiuyang keenly discovered that the golden light flowing on the scriptures was gradually weakening, and the doors and windows were also rustling, as if they would be rushed open at any time.

Sand and dust kept falling overhead, and the ground was shaking slightly.

This feeling is very scary, as if a giant is shaking the house and trying to uproot it.

"Don't panic, the next step is the main event!"

The second master seemed to have a plan in mind. He smiled confidently and said, "Hurry up and put some incense sticks on Dragon Girl and ask her to show up to help fight off these evil soldiers. As long as she is here, we should have no problem holding on until dawn."

During the conversation, he had great confidence in the dragon girl.

But Li Yan questioned: "You said that the dragon girl is different from her father and doesn't care much about the incense in the world. In this case, can offering incense persuade her?"

The second master smiled proudly when he heard this and said proudly: "It's definitely not possible to invite others, but the second master and I met the dragon girl once by chance, and we have a bit of friendship. If you use my name to pay tribute, I believe she should give some points." Thin noodles.”

There was still some incense in the temple, so Li Yan picked up one and lit it, then wrote the second master's birth date on a piece of yellow paper and lit it in front of the shrine.

The second master said respectfully: "Chen Er, the evildoer in Luotian County, please ask the dragon girl to show up to help..."

As his words fell, a strange scene happened.

The burning incense suddenly went out and broke into several pieces with a click. The yellow paper with the birth date of the second master turned into flying ashes, and finally fell to the ground, forming exactly one line of words.

"Don't disturb my sleep."

The confident smile on the second master's face froze instantly.

For a moment, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Bald old man, you don't look familiar~"

Ah Li lasts.

The second master didn't care about the word bald this time. He felt as if he were mourning for his heir, with a gloomy expression and despairing eyes.

"It's over, it's over..."

If the dragon girl is not willing to help, then they will not be able to survive the dawn.

All efforts were in vain.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang coughed and said, "How about... let me try?"

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