The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 144: Landing in Yangzhou, the Dragon Girl Wants to Break Through
By the Yunmeng Lake, two figures sat side by side, drinking happily.

"Zhang Jiuyang, although you have turned the tables on Painted Skin this time, Yan Luo's notoriety is even worse. Not only our Imperial Observatory, but I'm afraid that people from all the major sects will regard you as a thorn in their side!"

Yue Ling frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Yan Luo is too popular, which is not necessarily a good thing. Normally, one should try to keep a low profile when lurking, but he does the opposite, making a big fuss and being extremely arrogant. Although he has opened up a new world, he will also suffer from it.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes moved when he heard this, and he asked, "What are the major sects you mentioned? Why have I lived in Qingzhou for so long, but rarely seen other cultivators?"

When he led tens of thousands of ghosts to attack Qingzhou City, he originally thought that he would encounter some resistance from cultivators. However, he did not expect that in such a huge Qingzhou City, there were only a few small fish and shrimps, and they were all wild cultivators, not from famous sects.

Moreover, it is often the people from the Imperial Observatory who are fighting against the evil spirits. Where have all the upright disciples gone?

Yue Ling helped him solve this doubt.

"The spiritual energy in each of the nine states is different. Qingzhou is relatively poor, so there are no major sects that have taken root there."

"In today's world, if we talk about major sects, the Taiping Temple in Kyoto and the Baiyun Temple in Yongzhou are both the top major sects in the world. In addition, there are the Wanfu Tower in Yangzhou, the Feixian Cave in Xuzhou, the Ancient General Temple in Jizhou, and the Ganshi Mountain in Jingzhou. They are all relatively powerful sects, and they all have great monks of the fifth or sixth realm in charge."

"Oh, right? There are some very special hidden sects, such as the Sword Pavilion on the East China Sea Fairy Island. It is said that they are passed down from generation to generation, and only one true disciple will walk in the world in each generation. The rumors of sword immortals in various places basically come from the Sword Pavilion."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang remembered that he had used a flying sword when he first fought against Blind Lin. Blind Lin said at the time that his sword was too slow. If he had the flying sword technique of the East China Sea Sword Pavilion, he would have been a little afraid.

"There are so many great sects, why do we rarely see their disciples exorcising demons?"

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't help but ask, according to common sense, shouldn't good and evil be incompatible?

Hearing this question, Yue Ling's eyes turned cold, and she said indifferently: "Every family should take care of their own business and not worry about other people's troubles."

"These famous sects have thousands of years of heritage. Even if Dajing is destroyed, they still exist. If that's the case, why should they work hard for Daqian?"

"In their own little corner, they don't mind taking action to subdue demons. After all, they won't allow others to sleep soundly beside their bed. But in other places, they are indifferent."

"Don't you have any disciples who travel around the world to exorcise demons and monsters?"

"Yes, but very little."

Yue Ling looked up at him and said, "Even for a powerful sect, it takes a lot of resources and effort to train a true disciple, and the truth is not easily passed on, so most of the outer disciples are responsible for taking care of trivial matters, and there are very few inner disciples with real skills."

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't help but think of the Lingyin Temple where Jigong was. Most of the people in the temple were ordinary people, only Jigong was an arhat who came down to earth and possessed supernatural powers.

The sects in this world are similar to Lingyin Temple. Most of the disciples are ordinary people, and only a few have supernatural powers.

He was not surprised. Cultivation itself requires a lot of resources and has extremely high requirements for one's physique. It would be surprising if everyone in a sect could practice cultivation.

"Moreover, six hundred years ago, the headmaster of the Jade Tripod Palace went out, causing the sect to be destroyed by a demon crashing into the mountain. Now, the heads of the major sects dare not leave the mountain easily, for fear that their sects will suffer the same disaster."

Yue Ling sighed: "It's too difficult to expect them to obey orders."

Zhang Jiuyang was silent. Although Daqian nominally ruled over Jiuzhou, it would eventually lack confidence when facing these sects that had been passed down for thousands of years and possessed extraordinary powers.

"It's because my Imperial Observatory lacks a powerful and outstanding figure. When Master Zhuge was here, who would dare to disobey the Imperial Observatory's order? All the major sects had to obediently send their disciples to the Imperial Observatory to serve for ten years."

"Master Zhuge once said that Daqian does not support idle people. All sects, regardless of whether they are Taoist or Buddhist, must pay tribute and taxes and serve in the army to subdue demons. Those who violate the rules will be dismissed and return to secular life to farm."

"Unfortunately, the power of our Imperial Observatory has become increasingly weak over the years, and the decrees left by Master Zhuge are now in name only."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded. In a fairy world, if one wanted to enforce laws and establish a prosperous unified dynasty, one must have an absolutely powerful figure like Zhuge Qixing who could suppress an era.

No wonder many people say that there will be no prosperous era after Qianyuan.

No wonder the people in the Imperial Observatory would never forget a man who lived six hundred years ago. That was the most glorious time for the Imperial Observatory.

As if he noticed Yue Ling's disappointment, he patted her shoulder.

"There are talented people from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years."

"Your talent is no less than Zhuge Qixing. When you become the supervisor in the future, I believe you will be able to wipe out the decline and revive the glory of the Imperial Observatory."

"When the time comes, just give me an official position and let me satisfy my desire to be an official."

Yue Ling also laughed and said, "Okay, I'll let you be the Horse Keeper of the Imperial Observatory, and raise horses for me."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled casually and was about to say something when he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. His Dharma eyes opened and he saw many people from the Imperial Observatory rushing over, including his acquaintance Lao Gao.

"My people are chasing after you. After I entered Qingzhou, I came to Yunmengze first because I was worried about your safety."

Yue Ling stood up and extended her hand to him.

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned for a moment, then reached out and held the slender, snow-white hand. It was hard to imagine that it was such a jade hand that killed countless evil spirits and demons.

Yue Ling pulled him up and then let go of his hand, saying, "Zhang Jiuyang, come with me. Let's go to Yangzhou and settle things with the Painted Skin Master."

"Besides, I can protect you by your side. To be honest, although I am still the chief investigator of the Yan Luo case this time, the deputy chief investigator is Shen Tu Xiong, the supervisor of Qinglong Pavilion. He is a good friend of Nie Guangxian and hates you to the core. He has already gone to Yangzhou first."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head.

"I can't go with you."

"why?"

"Your identity is too high-profile. When you go to Yangzhou, everyone's eyes, even the Painted Skin Master, will be watching you in secret. It will be hard for me not to be noticed by him when I am by your side."

Yue Ling immediately understood his intention and said, "You want me to attract the attention of the Painted Skin Master in the open, so that you can act in the dark?"

"That's right, you and I, one in the light and one in the dark, is the best arrangement."

Yue Ling waved his hand to signal his men to wait on the side, and then asked: "What do you need me to do?"

Zhang Jiuyang didn't bother to be polite with her and said, "Check something."

"The thing that the Painted Skin Master is guarding in Yangzhou?"

"Smart. Judging from the behavior of the Painted Skin Lord, that thing is very important to him. If we know what it is, we can use it as bait and set up a siege and kill him." Is it difficult to kill the Painted Skin Lord?
In fact, it is not that difficult. With the two supervisors of the Imperial Observatory, several Lingtai Lang, and the Dragon Girl, they are not afraid of the Lord of Painted Skin in terms of combat power.

The really difficult part is finding the owner of the Painted Skin.

This man has been operating in Yangzhou for many years, and his lair has never been discovered by anyone. Even the lurking Xiaodie didn't know about it, which shows how cautious he is.

Zhang Jiuyang estimated that even if the Imperial Observatory searched all over Yangzhou, it would not find anything.

But if we can find that thing, we can design a plan to lure the Painted Skin Master out, just like fishing, we must first have bait.

"But there are no clues at all. How can we investigate?"

Zhang Jiuyang analyzed: "First of all, that kind of thing is definitely not portable, and it has something to do with the Dragon Ball. It could be a precious medicine that is about to mature, or a river, a mountain, or a sealed monster..."

"Also, we can secretly investigate who the traitor in the Imperial Observatory is. By taking both approaches, we may gain something."

Yue Ling nodded, looked at him deeply, turned around and was about to leave.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Zhang Jiuyang called her over and took out something from his arms, a broken dragon horn, and said, "The demon dragon knows the Painted Skin Master, so perhaps we can check its identity."

Yue Ling took the dragon horn and said in surprise: "Such a strong demonic aura!"

The dragon is a natural auspicious symbol. For example, the white dragon not only does not have any evil spirit, but is as pure as glass and has an ethereal air.

In comparison, this dragon horn seems extremely evil.

"I see. There is also a weapon refining master in Yangzhou who is good friends with my grandmother. If you meet him, I will ask him if he can refine this dragon horn into a magic weapon for you."

Zhang Jiuyang felt warm in his heart and said with a smile, "Thank you."

He did have fewer magic weapons in his hands. Currently he only had a ghost-slaying sword. Although it was sharp, it was too biased. It was only effective in killing ghosts, but not so good in other aspects.

When fighting with others, magic weapons are also a very crucial factor, and sometimes they can even determine the outcome.

"Between you and me, there's no need to thank each other."

She waved her hand, turned around and left. After walking a few steps, she turned back and reminded, "Zhang Jiuyang, take care."

"Take care of yourself."

Looking at the figure leading the way and gradually going away, Zhang Jiuyang felt a little emotional.

His relationship with Yue Ling was very special. Every time they met, they seemed to be in a hurry and only talked about business.

But for some reason, he could feel that the friendship between them was growing deeper.

Some people's heads are as white as new, while others' heads are as white as before.

This heroic and extraordinary woman had unknowingly become his most important friend in the world.

Isn't it a blessing to have a friend who can travel hundreds of miles for you at night and whom you can trust with all important matters?
"Zhang Jiuyang, she treats you very well."

The Dragon Girl appeared beside Zhang Jiuyang at some point and said, "You guys are a little weird. We've been friends for a long time, so why do we have to separate as soon as we meet?"

"Shouldn't good friends be together all the time?"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, saying, "Because we are fighting for something meaningful."

Whether they are comrades or colleagues.

No matter which world, there are always people working hard for the lives of ordinary people, so Yue Ling never stopped and never complained.

He still cannot forget the newly formed fetus soaked in alcohol, nor can he forget the scene where the Painted Skin Master traded hundreds of bloody skulls to the Two-Faced Buddha.

People cannot live like pigs and dogs.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I'm about to break through to the sixth level."

He was very surprised by the Dragon Girl's words.

Ao Li is already on par with the Master of Painted Skin at the fifth level. If she breaks through to the sixth level, won’t she be able to defeat the Master of Painted Skin alone?

"It's just that the water essence in Yunmeng Lake is too little to allow me to break through. I plan to go to the vicinity of Yangzhou first and find a larger water vein to break through."

"If you need my help then, just use the old method."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned for a moment, but soon realized that her old method was to burn incense.

As for whether there is a Dragon King Temple in Yangzhou? It doesn't matter. If there is none, he can just build a statue himself.

"So Xiaoya still needs you to help me take care of her."

"Don't worry, just go ahead and break through the realm, and leave Xiaoya to me."

Zhang Jiuyang agreed readily.

The dragon girl nodded, then transformed into a white dragon, flew into the clouds and disappeared.

Just...leave now?
Zhang Jiuyang gave a bitter smile. Well, here is another extraordinary woman with great mobility.

Suddenly, he seemed to be alone again.

"Ali, come here, there's something good."

Zhang Jiuyang took out a stick of agarwood, which can not only help people practice, but also enhance the power of ghosts.

Although he had just broken through the third realm not long ago, he still had to practice hard and make progress courageously. After all, he was on the edge of a cliff and if he didn't become stronger, he might be doomed at any time.

Let’s set a small goal first, and reach the fourth level within three months!
(End of this chapter)