The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 127 The Third Lady, the Bronze Arhat

Zhang Mansion.

Zhang Jiuyang tucked the quilt around the drunk Ali, and could still faintly hear her mumbling.

"Wuhu, Sister Dragon Girl, please fly faster and higher. Ah Li wants to pick the stars..."

Zhang Jiuyang quickly covered her mouth and gave the Dragon Girl behind him an awkward but polite smile.

"My sister is naughty and speaks without restraint. I hope Dragon Girl will not be offended."

This little girl actually got drunk and dreamed that she was riding a dragon.

The dragon girl's glass-colored pupils were calm as she stared at Zhang Jiuyang quietly for a long time, then she let out a soft exclamation.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You've become even stronger."

She even vaguely sensed a sense of danger from Zhang Jiuyang, which was the keen sense of smell of a dragon.

The last time I saw Zhang Jiuyang, although there were many strange things about this man, I didn't feel this dangerous.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly and said, "I'm lucky to have broken through to the third level."

At his age, he has broken through to the third level of the Small Zhoutian and opened his Dharma Eye. Even in Taiping Temple or Baiyun Temple, he can be called a young hero.

The dragon girl nodded and said, "It's already comparable to a seven-year-old dragon."

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

Good man, do you really have to kill this conversation?

What’s even more infuriating is that when the Dragon Girl said these words, there wasn’t even a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. Her eyes were pure and her voice was calm. She was simply stating her true thoughts.

It's true that she doesn't understand the ways of the world at all.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, saying, "After our last agreement, I have never gone to the Dragon King Temple to burn incense again. No one should disturb your rest during this period of time."

The Dragon Girl did not answer this question, but directly confessed her purpose.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I have something I want to ask you for help with."

Zhang Jiuyang was not surprised to hear this. For a being like the Dragon Girl who was otherworldly to the point of suddenly coming to him, there must be something going on.

What he was curious about was what could have stumped the powerful dragon girl?

You must know that although she is only in the fifth realm, her dragon body is enough to defeat an ordinary sixth realm. Erye Zouyinren once said that the Dragon Girl and the Painted Skin Master had fought each other, and there was no winner.

The Painted Skin Master is definitely at the sixth level, and the Art of Painted Skin is just like the Xiao Wuxiang Gong in martial arts novels, which can imitate all kinds of magic spells and supernatural powers.

But even so, the Painted Skin Master still failed to capture the Dragon Girl.

"What's going on?"

The Dragon Girl did not speak immediately. She gently brought her jade hands together and formed a magic seal. A pure white light bloomed between her fingers, covering the surroundings.

Under the veil, she slightly opened her red lips and used her magic power to transmit her voice.

Zhang Jiuyang showed a strange look in his eyes after hearing this.

So that's what happened, no wonder.

"This matter is not difficult to handle, but why did you come to me for help?"

"Don't you have any other friends?"

When the Dragon Girl heard this, her eyes moved slightly and she said, "I don't have any friends."

After a pause, she continued, "I don't like monsters, and I don't like people even more, so even if you give me a lot of incense, I don't want it to rain."

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved. The old Dragon King was undoubtedly the father of the Dragon Girl. Back then, he was as close to the people of Qingzhou as a family and had formed a deep friendship with them.

Logically speaking, the Dragon Girl should not be averse to the name of the human race.

There must be something hidden in this.

"Then why did you come to me?"

"Because you are not human."

The dragon girl looked at him quietly, but what she said was so shocking that Zhang Jiuyang almost fell down.

"If I'm not a human, then what am I?"

She leaned forward slightly, and her glass-colored pupils stared at Zhang Jiuyang's eyes closely, like crystal clear gems under the moonlight.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart skipped a beat.

Being so close, he could even see the straight nose, ruby-like thin lips, and the cold facial features under the snow-white veil.

A faint fragrance wafts through the nose, as if the lotus leaves and lotus flowers in the Jiangnan water town are waking up and blooming in the spring breeze.

This skin is so tender that it seems as if water will come out if pinched. It can only be said that it is worthy of being the incarnation of the legendary white dragon that controls rivers, lakes and seas.

"I can't tell. What on earth are you?"

There was a hint of confusion in her pure eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to be shrouded in countless mysteries. He could give out golden incense that only the legendary immortals and Buddhas possessed. He had the aura of evil spirits, fire, and thunder, which made her feel vaguely dangerous.

But at the same time, he was indeed a young cultivator in the third realm, and he had just broken through and was still far from the fourth realm.

Moreover, he seemed to be wearing some kind of protective treasure that could conceal the secrets of heaven, so her calculations could not come true. She could only vaguely sense that Zhang Jiuyang was the best choice, and good luck.

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and said, "Let's not discuss what I am for now. I have agreed to your request, but in return, you have to do something for me."

"Okay."

"Why don't you ask what it is?"

"I don't want to ask."

"...You really agree to everything?"

The dragon girl nodded and said, "Anything is fine."

Zhang Jiuyang looked into her clear eyes and knew that he had committed blasphemy.

How could this fairy in white, who is not concerned with the mundane world, know the sinister and filthy nature of human hearts?

Fortunately, she met herself.

"I want you to help me practice."

Zhang Jiuyang said seriously.

"Practice? How can it help you?"

"I have a secret technique called Palm Thunder, which can only be practiced when the Spring Thunder starts. But it is September now, and the next Spring Thunder will not start until the beginning of next spring. It's too late."

"I wonder if the Dragon Girl can summon the spring thunder to help me cultivate the palm thunder?"

Zhang Jiuyang did not take the opportunity to ask her to take action against the Painted Skin Master, because the help asked by both parties was not too difficult, and there should be a sense of propriety between friends.

The dragon girl nodded without much hesitation and said, "I need to prepare. When this is over, come to the Dragon Palace under the Yunmeng Lake to find me."

"Okay, then it's settled."

The dragon girl nodded to him, and then her figure changed, turning into a white dragon and flying out of the window.

"By the way, I still don't know your name. I can't keep calling you Dragon Girl, can I?"

Zhang Jiuyang shouted loudly out the window.

Under the bright moon, the white dragon dances in the clouds, its jade-like scales emitting a faint luster. From a distance, it looks like it is carved from crystal, noble and mysterious.

The pair of glass-colored dragon eyes looked down from the sky, gazing at the ant-like man on the ground.

A cold voice came into Zhang Jiuyang's ears.

"Ao Li."

"I am the third child in my family, you can also call me the third girl."

…The white dragon flew away from under the moon.

No matter how many times he had seen this scene, Zhang Jiuyang was always amazed.

He never imagined that one day he would actually become friends with a dragon.

"Ao Li, Third Miss..."

Zhang Jiuyang thought of the old Dragon King in the Dragon King Temple, and many associations came to his mind sharply.

Ao Li, a member of the dragon clan who is not yet an adult, is already so powerful. How powerful must the old Dragon King be who has controlled the wind and rain of a state for decades?
I'm afraid I can compete with the legendary Zhuge Qixing.

Why would such a top-notch powerful person suddenly fall?

The third girl...

This means that Ao Li should have two older brothers or sisters, but after the death of the old Dragon King, there seem to be few records about dragons in various places.

Even if there is, it is just a few words and is vague.

It seems that there are many secrets behind the dragon girl Ao Li.

He smiled slightly. No matter what, if he could get the help of the Dragon Girl, he would have one more trump card to use in the future.

Sit cross-legged, meditate, and continue practicing!

After finishing the matter with the Dragon Girl and mastering the secret technique of palm thunder, he can consider exploring Yangzhou. As for the Master of Painted Skin, he has gradually formed an idea.

However, some key information is still incomplete. Next time at the Huangquan Banquet, I must find a way to find out more important news.

Before that, practice is still urgent.

After all, only one's own strength is the basis for everything.

Silently practicing the "Three Views of Success and Degrees", Zhang Jiuyang was bathed in the moonlight, as if covered with a layer of silver glow. The upper, middle and lower three dantians simultaneously attracted the moonlight. The Buddhists call it "drinking light", while the Taoists call it "collecting medicine".

The third realm is a slow and steady process. One must use the moon's warmth as sweet rain to nourish the great medicine in the Niwan Palace, allowing it to thrive. When the great medicine is mature, one will use the physical body as the furnace, the essence, energy and spirit as the medicine, the heart and kidneys as water and fire, and the five internal organs as the five elements to refine the great medicine into a golden pill!
When the golden elixir is formed, one will immediately enter the fourth realm!
Zhang Jiuyang knew that this process could not be rushed, so he kept a calm mind, was neither anxious nor impatient, and practiced step by step.

Soon, midnight passed and Zhang Jiuyang opened his eyes, his eyes sparkling.

There is a time limit for collecting herbs, and you can only practice at midnight and noon. After the Qi circulates through the body, you can use the midnight and noon fire to remove the dross and retain the essence, and you can also burn to death the moon demon hidden in the moonlight.

While practicing qigong at noon, you absorb the essence of the sun and burn to death the sun demon.

If you practice at other times, not only will your efforts be ineffective, but you may also easily go astray.

These are the inheritances left in the "Diagram of the Three Views of Success and Dependence", which mark out the traps and crises in practice as much as possible and provide the best ways to deal with them.

It may seem ordinary, but in fact it is the result of the hard work and dedication of countless predecessors, and there are many unknown dangers hidden within it.

Zhang Jiuyang let out a long breath. He had just achieved a breakthrough and it was impossible for him to make a big breakthrough in a short period of time. If he wanted to quickly improve his combat power, he could focus on the Immortal Golden Body.

The name is very domineering, but the practice process is a bit frustrating.

Got to be beaten first.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

"Ali, cut me."

"No, use the back of the knife!!!"

Seeing Ah Li raising the pair of pink kitchen knives to chop, Zhang Jiuyang broke out in a sweat. He hasn't even entered the first level of Bronze Arhat yet. Are you trying to kill your own relatives for the sake of justice by using the blade directly?

"Oh."

Ali switched to the back of the knife and tried swinging it a few times. Perhaps because she was still a little drunk, she somehow switched back to using the blade in front.

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

"Forget it, you should just switch to a stick."

Zhang Jiuyang was really worried that after going through all the storms, he would end up in this small ditch of Ah Li.

Ali nodded, reached her hand into the Wuchang Bingmatan, and asked the Wuchang Bing for a... mace?

In the end, Zhang Jiuyang found her a wooden stick.

"Remember, go lightly and stretch your back muscles first."

Zhang Jiuyang took off his shirt, revealing his muscular body, and said in a horse stance: "Okay, let's fight!"

Ali took careful aim and took a deep breath.

"Haha!"

With a crisp sound, the wooden stick hit Zhang Jiuyang's head accurately and broke into two pieces.

In the sunlight, Zhang Jiuyang slowly turned around, wiped the blood that had flowed to the corner of his eyes, and his smile was full of coldness.

"Little girl, are you dissatisfied with me recently?"

"Come on, you've made up your mind. Brother Jiu will practice with you."

There was a sudden commotion in the courtyard.

At noon, Zhang Jiuyang practiced for another hour, and then continued to practice the Immortal Golden Body.

Ali kept hitting him with a wooden stick, leaving red marks. At first she thought it was fun, but later she began to feel distressed.

"Brother Jiu, don't you feel any pain?"

"It doesn't hurt, keep going!"

Zhang Jiuyang held the Arhat Seal in his hand, silently enduring, moving his Qi according to the Golden Body Method, stimulating his fascia, and trying hard to resist the blows from the stick.

This indestructible golden body sounds very impressive, but practicing it is like practicing hard qigong on the street, which requires going through countless trials and enduring countless pains.

It really is a method that only monks can practice. You are really patient!

Of course, such a blow will inevitably leave hidden injuries, and then it is Qingji's turn to appear.

Although its body was only four inches in size, it was carrying firewood that was taller than itself and boiling the medicinal soup for Zhang Jiuyang to use for bathing.

Astragalus 3 liang, Scrophularia 4 liang, Mica 4 liang, Asparagus 5 liang, Tiger bone 2 liang...

Medicinal bath is a very crucial step. Each level of the immortal golden body taught by the old monk has different medicinal bath secret recipes, and none of them can be missing.

Qingji has the ability to control water. Under his manipulation, the water flow is constantly stirred and the medicinal power is quickly dissolved.

Zhang Jiuyang jumped into the wooden barrel with his upper body naked, practicing Qigong, absorbing the medicinal power in it, and strengthening his muscles and bones step by step.

Gradually, he felt that his skin membrane seemed to become hard under the exercise of Qigong, and the scalding sensation in the hot water was also alleviated a lot.

Zhang Jiuyang was not surprised at his own progress. After all, he was a cultivator in the third realm, and his physique was different from that of ordinary people. The Bronze Arhat realm was already shallow, so it would be strange if his progress was slow.

Time just passed by day by day.

Practice, practice, and practice again!

The sun rises and the moon sets, the moon sets and the sun rises, over and over again, without end.

Finally, on the morning of the seventh day, Ali missed again and hit Zhang Jiuyang on the head with the stick.

clang!
The stick broke into two pieces, but unlike last time, Zhang Jiuyang's head was completely unharmed.

He made the Arhat Seal with his hands, and there was a faint bronze luster under his skin. He smiled slightly and said, "Change the knife!"

After a pause, he added: "Don't use pink."

Upon hearing this, Ali took out a soldier's machete and tentatively chopped at Zhang Jiuyang's thigh.

"I support it!"

clang!
The blade seemed to be chopping on bronze, and sparks actually flashed.

The first level of the Immortal Golden Body, Bronze Arhat, is accomplished!

(End of this chapter)