The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 301: The Dragon Girl's Traces

Jiange, Sutra Repository.

Pei Qingchi carried the food box, quietly pushed open the door, and came to the Sutra Library.

There are a total of more than 36,000 books collected here, covering almost most of the sword manuals from ancient times to the present. It can be said to be a holy place for every swordsman.

The first floor is mostly filled with martial arts sword techniques, which are the largest in number. On the second floor, there are many advanced sword techniques, including quite a few flying sword spells.

On the third floor, the Sword Pavilion's secret martial art, the Sword Pill Secret Technique, is placed.

Pei Qingchi went all the way to the third floor before he saw the figure.

By the window, Zhang Jiuyang held an ancient book in his hands, his long black hair loose, reading seriously in the golden sunlight. His profile was angular and handsome like jade.

Pei Qingchi didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt that some changes had taken place in Brother Zhang.

His temperament became calm, like a sword in its sheath, constantly nourishing its sword energy and accumulating its sword intent.

Elegant, humble, reserved and calm.

"Xiao Chi, you're here."

Zhang Jiuyang raised his eyes, did not turn around, nor did he open his third eye, but he clearly called out Pei Qingchi's name and determined who the person was.

Pei Qingchi walked forward, put down the food box, and was about to speak when he met those sharp eyes.

Her sword-heart, which could remain calm even if attacked by thousands of blades, was suddenly startled. Her hair stood on end and goose bumps appeared on her neck.

It was as if that was not a gaze, but a sword that could behead.

However, the sword light in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes quickly dissipated, and he became gentle and peaceful again, and said with a smile: "The sword pill method is indeed magical, and the eye sword technique is quite interesting."

Pei Qingchi bowed obediently and said admiringly: "Uncle Master, I didn't expect you to have read through all the treasures of the Sword Pavilion so quickly, and even mastered the Eye Sword Technique."

The so-called eye sword method is an application of the sword pill secret technique. It concentrates the sword intent into the eyes. Once the eyes are opened, the spirit will be vigorous, as sharp as a sword out of its sheath, and has a strong deterrent effect.

It often works wonders at critical moments. In addition to attacking, it can also be used to temper the spirit and break illusions.

It is one of the basic skills of Jiange disciples.

"It's mainly because Senior Pei was generous enough to let me see the Sword Pavilion's unique skills and patiently taught me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made such progress in just nine days."

There was a hint of emotion in Zhang Jiuyang's voice.

These nine days were extremely beneficial to him, as if he had fallen into a treasure house, which greatly enriched his sword skills.

Of course, the accumulation and sedimentation of Jiange for thousands of years is not so easy to digest. Zhang Jiuyang just relies on the Heavenly Eye to force himself to remember it first, and then digest it slowly.

Pei Qingchi smiled slightly and said nothing.

She and her senior brother grew up in the Sword Pavilion and practiced the secret art of sword pills for many years, but they still couldn't apply the eye sword art to actual combat. But Brother Zhang only practiced it for nine days...

The books in the Sutra Library only played a supporting role. What was truly amazing was Brother Zhang's unparalleled talent in swordsmanship.

"Uncle Zhang, today Xiao Chi made you braised pork, braised pork elbow, stir-fried lotus root slices, and a pot of peach wine that I asked for from Master."

Zhang Jiuyang laughed and said, "I didn't expect it to be so rich. It's thoughtful."

"Respecting Uncle Master is what a disciple should do."

Pei Qingchi bowed respectfully.

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly and said, "Xiao Chi, although I am a sword-wielding elder, we don't need to be so polite in private. You should just call me Brother Zhang."

"The order of elders and juniors is the way of heaven, and I dare not overstep my bounds."

After the initial discomfort, Pei Qingchi has gradually become accustomed to Zhang Jiuyang's identity as his uncle-master, and often comes to him humbly to seek advice.

Seeing the little girl's stubborn look, Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled.

If Pei Qianhuo was here, not to mention calling him a name, he would even dare to drag him to steal Senior Pei's wine.

This pair of senior and junior brothers and sisters, the older one is unruly and uninhibited, while the younger one is mature and steady, is quite rare.

"How is Yue Ling?" Zhang Jiuyang was a little worried. Nine days had passed and Yue Ling had not yet come out of confinement. Could it be that his injury was so serious?

"Master Yue is fine now, but she has had some sudden enlightenment. Let me tell you, she will have to wait a few more days before coming out of seclusion."

Zhang Jiuyang finally felt relieved. It seemed that Yue Ling had gained a lot from the battle with Pei Yulong.

"What about that?"

He suddenly asked while eating.

"Uncle Master, I was just about to tell you about this. The ninth day has arrived, and the Penglai Fairy Island will appear at the hour of Xu today. Master asked me to remind you not to miss the time because of reading."

The hour of Xu is the dusk when the sun sets.

Zhang Jiuyang looked at the setting sun outside the window and nodded, "Then I'll wait and see."

In order to facilitate observation, he deliberately came to the side of the island and looked at the distant coast.

Not long after, Pei Yulong also arrived, and he brought the drunk Pei Qianhuo with him.

"Elder Zhang, Penglai Fairy Island is extremely special. As for why it is special, you will know it later."

Pei Qianhuo waved his hands and said, "What's so good about it? It's just a broken island that you can never reach. My junior sister and I have seen it countless times since we were young. There's nothing interesting about it!"

After getting drunk, his courage increased dramatically.

"Brother Zhang, I'm not drunk. Let's go steal swords together later. I know that the old man has some hidden treasures. They are all the best swords. Let's eat together..."

Pei Yulong's face became darker and darker, which was very obvious even in the dusk.

But before he could pull out the whip, Pei Qingchi's voice suddenly rang out.

"The fairy island appeared."

Suddenly, hazy clouds appeared in the distant sea. It was very ethereal and seemed like a fairyland. And in the clouds and mist, an island suddenly appeared.

From afar, the island seemed to be covered with beautiful flowers and herbs, spiritual springs, precious mountains, rare treasures and exotic animals.

The spiritual energy is so rich, like thousands of silk threads, that the entire island is shrouded in a hazy fairy light, as if it is the legendary fairyland.

Zhang Jiuyang looked at the fairy island, and suddenly an inexplicable feeling emerged in his heart. He vaguely felt something, something that was connected by blood.

That is...a picture of the Four Dragon Kings!

The visualization picture was now on the Penglai Fairy Island. As the fairy island appeared, the isolated connection was restored again. Perhaps because the distance was very close, Zhang Jiuyang could even vaguely feel the beautiful figure.

He felt a little excited.

Since they parted that night, he finally found Ao Li again. Now it seems that the other party is not in danger of life for the time being.

boom!
Zhang Jiuyang suddenly opened his third eye between his eyebrows, and the red-gold Jade Pivot Sky Fire burned fiercely. The surging heat wave even made Pei Qingchi unable to help but take a step back.

In an instant, his eyesight was greatly improved, and he was ready to use the Lingguan Heavenly Eye Method to take a look at the reality of Penglai Fairy Island.

But the next moment, he frowned.

How could this be?
No matter how he improved his eyesight, the scene he saw did not change at all, as if the distance between him and the fairy island was getting longer as his eyesight improved.

I can't believe it!
Zhang Jiuyang's eyes focused, and the Pure Yang Golden Elixir in his body was activated with all his strength, emitting brilliant golden light, and pure magic power poured into the Heavenly Eye like a flood.

Still not enough!

Just then, a sigh was heard.

"Elder Zhang, I will lend you a helping hand."

Pei Yulong pointed his sword at Zhang Jiuyang's Qi Hai acupoint, and poured all his powerful magic power into Zhang Jiuyang's body without reservation, stimulating the spiritual official's third eye.

He also wanted to take a look at what the Penglai Fairy Island, which he had guarded for most of his life, was like.

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(End of this chapter)