The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 310 Huang Liang Yi Meng

evening.

Zhang Jiuyang sat cross-legged on the cushion, bathed and burned incense, waiting for the first inheritance of the visualization diagram.

As time passed, the colors on the visualization picture became more and more distinct, and the image of the Taoist in green robe and holding a sword became more and more realistic, handsome and elegant, with a Taoist and immortal air.

It was as if he was a graceful swordsman who had walked out of a painting in the mortal world.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, a vast sword intent suddenly descended.

Zhang Jiuyang's white robe fluttered, his black hair flew, and the Evil-Slaying Sword tied in his hair kept ringing. He seemed extremely excited.

The candles around were all extinguished in an instant. Ali, who was drawing something, suddenly felt a palpitation and her hair almost stood up.

It was as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

But at the same time, she felt that the smell of Ninth Brother suddenly became very pleasant, like the legendary nectar, dragon liver and phoenix marrow, extremely tempting.

As a ghost, she actually felt hungry. From the bottom of her heart, she felt a desire to eat up all of Brother Nine's flesh and blood.

Lu Zu is known as the Patriarch of Pure Yang and practices the Pure Yang Way.

All evil spirits desire pure yang blood, but are also very afraid of it.

Ghosts are yin creatures and lack yang energy the most, so they like to absorb people's yang energy.

Pure Yang energy is naturally the best of all Yang energies, but too strong Yang energy can also cause harm to ghosts. Just a sip or a bite of it is wonderful.

Ali took off her head and kicked it against the beam, which made Qingji almost drop his jaw.

No one can disturb Ninth Brother’s practice, not even herself!
After all, she is a powerful ghost with magical powers, and she regards Zhang Jiuyang as a relative, so naturally she will not be possessed by ghosts.

On the beam, Ah Li's head was staring at Zhang Jiuyang, sometimes swallowing, sometimes looking extremely concerned.

"Second sister, if you really want to eat it, I can help you find some of the master's dandruff, it should be similar..."

Ah Li's face turned dark. Although she had no body, her long hair fluttered automatically and wrapped Qingji into a silkworm cocoon.

Will I die if I don’t speak?

While she was playing with Qingji to distract herself, she was also keeping an eye on Ninth Brother's movements. When she saw that Zhang Jiuyang's temperament had changed, she couldn't help but think.

It starts again...

As an 'old person' around Ninth Brother, she knew very well that Ninth Brother would sometimes suddenly become a different person. For example, Ninth Brother now had a temperament between his brows that was unfamiliar to her.

Seems to be more romantic and suave.

Boom boom boom!
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Outside the door, a figure was knocking, but there was no movement from inside the house. Just as she was about to ask, a small hand suddenly grabbed her wrist tightly.

Yin and evil spirits emerged, leaving a blue mark on her wrist.

The woman screamed in pain, her voice was very childish. As soon as she raised her head, she met a pair of fierce eyes. There seemed to be a bloody gleam in her eyes, and she was extremely murderous.

The pink blade was already on her neck.

"Who asked you to come here? Tell me, do you want to harm Brother Nine?"

Ali's voice was particularly cold. Although she was usually a carefree girl, like everyone's happy pill, as long as it involved Zhang Jiuyang's safety, she would immediately turn into a little lion.

Or the crazy kind.

"No, no..."

The woman's eyes showed a trace of grievance, she lowered her head and whispered: "Sister Ali, I heard that Taoist Zhang is back. He is my lifesaver, and I want to thank him."

"And I have something else I want to tell him..."

Ah Li put away the kitchen knife, snorted lightly, and said: "Yousheng, Brother Jiu is practicing and cannot be disturbed by outsiders. Please come back later." If Zhang Jiuyang was here, he would be surprised to find that the girl outside the door was Yousheng, the reincarnation of the ghost mother.

She was obviously born not long ago, but her appearance seemed to change every day. Now she looked to be three or four years old, with black clothes and black hair, and a lotus mark between her eyebrows. Although she was still childish, she had an inexplicable calmness.

But when Ali warned her, she couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

The green mark on her wrist was difficult to remove for the time being. She had helped thirteen families give birth successfully today, and had consumed too much magic power, so she was temporarily unable to resist Ali's Yin energy, and her body was shaking with cold.

"I understand, Sister Ali, I'll leave first then."

Yousheng looked at the door deeply, then turned and left.

Brother Sanbao has told her all of her past, including that she is the reincarnation of a ghost mother and has harmed many people.

If it weren't for Taoist Zhang's mercy, she would have died the moment she was born.

Perhaps because of this, she felt an inexplicable intimacy and trust towards Taoist Zhang.

It’s a pity that I still can’t see Master Zhang tonight.

……

Ali didn't return to the room until Yousheng walked away, but she was stunned the next moment.

Because the Ninth Brother, who had been in a training posture before, was now... asleep?
Moreover, he was sleeping with his arms bent and his head resting on his head, snoring non-stop, with saliva even flowing from the corners of his mouth. In an instant, all his classiness was gone.

Brother Nine...did you invite the god of sleep this time?

She shook her head and watched Ninth Brother sleeping. For some reason, she also felt a little sleepy, so she floated back to the Yin Oupu to rest.

Of course, he still kept his mind alert and vigilant about his surroundings at all times to protect Zhang Jiuyang.

Who knows the big dream first, I know it all my life.

Zhang Jiuyang had a very realistic dream at this moment. Even with his powerful soul, he didn't even realize that he was dreaming.

He forgot the visualization map, forgot the underworld, and also forgot his identity as a time traveler.

He was born in an ordinary family in Qingzhou, Daqian. He was smart since childhood. His parents saved money to send him to a private school. Gradually, he became famous and was known as a child prodigy.

Later, he did not disappoint everyone. He passed the imperial examination and got his name on the list of successful candidates. He also married his mentor's daughter, Yue Ling.

A night of flowers and candles, a warm spring night.

His wife was extremely beautiful, and had a very rare heroic spirit, so extraordinary that sometimes he even felt ashamed of himself.

After marriage, the two were very much in love. Although Yue Ling was born in a scholarly family, she only liked to wield swords and guns, which was considered by the world to be against the ethics of women, but he admired her very much and often defended her.

However, as time went by, he became more and more powerful, and the conflicts between Yue Ling and his parents became more and more serious.

The reason is that Yue Ling has been unable to have children.

The doctor said that Yue Ling had a special physique and it would be very difficult for her to give birth to a child. This was unacceptable to Zhang Jiuyang's parents, and the conflict became increasingly acute.

At the age of 42, he reached the peak of his official career and became the prime minister of Daqian, and was highly regarded by the emperor.

When the emperor saw that he had no children, he issued an edict to grant him a marriage, allowing him to divorce his wife and marry the princess.

The princess was very beautiful and proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. She was a famous talented woman in Daqian. She admired his poems very much and the two of them always had endless things to talk about.

But after struggling, he chose to disobey the order.

Then, one day, the blue sky fell and he fell into the quagmire.

He was initially neglected by the emperor, and later framed by his political enemies and exiled eight thousand miles away. On the way, there were countless people watching him and wanting him dead.

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(End of this chapter)