The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 314: Great Transfer Talisman
In the room, two figures were hugging each other quietly.

Zhang Jiuyang hugged her very tightly. Yue Ling was tense at first, and her fists were clenched so tightly that they made crackling sounds, but she could feel a very pure longing.

It seemed as if the two had been separated for decades.

Her tense body slowly relaxed, and she reached out and gently patted Zhang Jiuyang on the back, with a rare softness in her voice.

"Zhang Jiuyang...what's wrong with you?"

In her impression, although Zhang Jiuyang is young, he has an extremely strong will and rarely shows such fragility and softness.

She was a resolute person who always looked down on weak people, but for some reason, she did not feel the slightest bit of disgust in her heart at this moment. Instead, she felt an indescribable complex emotion that made her voice much gentler.

"I had a dream."

Zhang Jiuyang did not take advantage of the opportunity. After the brief hug, he slowly loosened his hands and looked at Yue Ling's handsome and heroic face.

"What dream?"

Yue Ling's bright and sharp eyes looked at him without any hesitation, and there was a barely perceptible concern hidden in the depths of her pupils.

Zhang Jiuyang did not hide anything and told the story of Huang Liang Meng.

"The yellow rice is not yet ripe, but I dream of Huaxu."

After hearing his words, Yue Ling's heart was filled with ripples and she repeated these words in a low voice.

"This experience is equivalent to a reincarnation. I don't have to worry about the mystery in the womb. This Lu Jianxian is really powerful and amazing."

She finally understood why Zhang Jiuyang called her Ling'er. It turned out that the two of them had been husband and wife for a lifetime in their dreams.

"Zhang Jiuyang, you don't like me, do you?"

She raised her chin slightly, looked at him leisurely, and suddenly asked.

"How can it be!"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head quickly and said, "In fact, we had a lot of arguments in the dream. For example, you were too domineering and didn't allow me to visit brothels or marry concubines. You also always bullied me. Oh, and you didn't like doing housework. You were more fond of swords and guns than I was..."

He kept listing off the things one by one, not noticing that the smile on Yue Ling's face had completely frozen.

"Also, you are too upright and always help those who are in trouble. I don't know how much trouble you have caused me in the officialdom. I always have to clean up your mess every time."

"He doesn't value money at all. He either spends it on buying weapons or on helping the poor. He has no restraint..."

Zhang Jiuyang kept talking, like the endless flow of the Yangtze River.

Finally, he was interrupted by a sneer.

"Haha, so the person you really want to marry is the white loach who always calls you sir and chases after you to recite poems, right?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly choked and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Ahem, none of that. It was just a dream."

"You also know that when it comes to women, you and Ao Li are the ones I have the most contact with, so it is inevitable that I have some interactions with you in my dreams..."

He explained reluctantly, but felt a little guilty.

It is undeniable that he also has a deep affection for Ao Li. In the dream, although the two did not achieve a happy ending, they left behind an unforgettable regret.

"Zhang Jiuyang, if you dare to call me Ling'er again, I will break your legs."

Yue Ling glared at him, then sat down cross-legged and said, "Well, if you don't want to marry me, I don't want to marry you either. We are just acting, and I am not interested in love affairs."

"That's right." Zhang Jiuyang sat down and looked at Yue Ling. His blade-like outline, his resolute and sharp eyes, and his awe-inspiring temperament made him look like a cedar growing on the cliffs.

How could such a wonderful woman really fall in love?
"Old Yue, let's be good brothers for life—"

Yue Ling's eyes instantly turned as cold as a knife, piercing him so much that he couldn't even finish his words.

Zhang Jiuyang immediately sat up straight and said, "Okay, no more jokes, let's discuss the follow-up matters."

After hearing this, the coldness in Yue Ling's eyes slowly dissipated and she became focused again.

"This Master Yimei said something nice, but it seems that he just wants to find out about Wang Lingguan's news and do you a favor. I'm afraid he will not put in any effort when the time comes."

Zhang Jiuyang sneered.

People become more skilled as they get older. Not everyone has the same belief in slaying demons and eliminating evil as the monks in the Imperial Observatory. These monks from sects will inevitably put their own interests or the interests of their sects first.

Even as their cultivation level continues to improve, the gap between monks and mortals becomes larger and larger. Some people even feel that mortals and monks are completely two different lives.

Therefore, some monks regard life as worthless, because in their eyes, those humble mortals are indeed weeds on the roadside.

Although Master Yimei is not so indifferent to life, he still has some tendencies in this regard. It can be seen that he does not particularly agree with the philosophy of the Imperial Observatory.

Just now when he asked Zhuge Yunhu why he didn't come to subdue the demon, there was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

In fact, Zhang Jiuyang was not surprised.

Before, the Taoist sect jointly issued a killing order against Yan Luo, and he was nervous for a few days, thinking that the masters of the Taoist sect would come to seek revenge like carp crossing the river.

Unexpectedly, there were only a few big and small cats, but the young disciples in the Taoist sect were more serious and motivated.

Everyone should clean up the snow in front of them and not worry about the frost on other people's roofs.

These were the major sects that Yue Ling mentioned. Every time she talked about them, she would be filled with righteous indignation. She wished she could emulate Zhuge Qixing six hundred years ago and use iron-blooded tactics to forcibly subdue and intimidate the major sects, making it rare to see demons in Daqian for decades.

"Of course I specially invited him because I understand his character."

Yue Ling said calmly: "Master Yimei is an old fox. What he cares about most is the interests of Feixian Cave. Now Feixian Cave is in a period of transition and it all depends on him to hold up the facade. If he gets injured, Feixian Cave will definitely become the target of public criticism."

"So he must not dare to fight you head-on. This way, I can ensure that the knife will not hurt your life."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and said, "That makes sense. I'll do as you say."

No matter what, life is the most important.

What if it was a sixth-level immortal who hated evil and was trying to stab Yue Ling? What would you do?
He didn't want to die before accomplishing his mission, that would be a big joke.

"Take this talisman."

Yue Ling carefully took out a purple talisman from her arms and handed it to him with a serious expression.

"This is the Great Teleportation Talisman that I exchanged in the Imperial Observatory's treasury. After I stabbed you with the knife, you will use this talisman to escape immediately to avoid being hunted down by Master Yimei."

Zhang Jiuyang knew how precious this Great Teleportation Talisman was. It seemed that it required tens of thousands of good deeds to exchange for it. Once activated, it would randomly escape to a place thousands of miles away. It could reach the ends of the earth in an instant.

It can help you escape even from a formation, so it can be said to be a life-saving treasure. Having this talisman is equivalent to having an extra life.

He held the Great Teleportation Talisman and nodded at Yue Ling.

"So, everything is ready, only the east wind is missing."

“I hope I can sing beautifully in this scene.”

(End of this chapter)