The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 200: Zhuge's Tips, Driving the Tiger to Devour the Wolf

Facing the Painted Skin Master at this moment, everyone's hearts sank.

Even the old Dragon King can't stop him?
The eighth level corpse-reincarnation immortal, even if only skin is left, is still so terrifying and almost invincible.

"Fight!"

Yue Ling held the broken knife in her hand, her long black hair dancing wildly, her eyes determined without a trace of fear.

Since she joined the Imperial Observatory at the age of fourteen, she had been prepared to die in battle.

Just like for the general, dying on the battlefield is his fate.

The only regret, perhaps, was that he was unable to fulfill his promise to Zhang Jiuyang. The two had agreed to work together to destroy Huangquan and eradicate all evil spirits.

Then I would drink some wine, bask in the sun, and then read his novels. If I was not satisfied with any part, I would force him to change it...

Unfortunately, I can’t wait for that kind of life.

The Dragon Girl also showed a look of determination. Although she was not as strong-willed as Yue Ling, who would rather break than bend, she also had her own pride and would never abandon her companions and escape alone.

What's more, in front of the current Master of Painted Skin, it is futile to want to escape.

I believe Zhang Jiuyang will help her take good care of Ao Ya.

There was a flash of determination in Zhuge Yunhu's eyes. He seemed to have made up his mind and was ready to use a trump card.

That was a treasure passed down from generation to generation in the Zhuge family, the secret bag left by Zhuge Qixing.

The brocade bag contained a magic spell left by Zhuge Qixing, but he had no idea what the spell was.

But the family tree records that once the treasure bag is opened, it will definitely allow future generations to overcome a life-and-death crisis.

As his mind moved, the Painted Skin Master immediately had a premonition of danger.

In the eighth realm, the soul is one with heaven and earth, and has unfathomable powers like those of ghosts and gods. One can even sense someone calling one's real name thousands of miles away. His supernatural powers are so great that he is like a deity on earth.

The Painted Skin Master looked at Zhuge Yunhu. He was indeed the contemporary supervisor and he actually had some hidden tricks up his sleeve.

only……

He sneered, not afraid at all. At this moment, even if Zhuge Qixing was resurrected, he would dare to fight him, let alone a mere sick cat?
Everyone must die!

However, just as he was about to start a killing spree, his heart suddenly trembled, and his pupils looked towards a certain direction in the distance in astonishment, even revealing a hint of panic.

Sister... is dead?
He was in great confusion, and an indescribable impatience filled his heart, making him very uneasy, as if something most important was leaving him.

After reincarnation, although he had profound Taoist skills, he was still confused for a period of time. During that time, he fell in love with a woman for the first time.

She is the sister who always takes care of him secretly, shares half of her food with him, and holds him to sleep.

She was not very pretty, but he, who had never experienced human love, had an indescribable feeling for her.

Therefore, when he heard that his sister was getting married, he was so furious that he skinned the entire family of the other person alive. The man who had touched his sister was even skinned and tortured to death by him personally.

In order to keep his sister by his side forever, he first forced her to have a child, and then cut off her limbs and planted a secret spell in her heart. Whenever she tried to commit suicide, he would always sense it and save her.

In fact, he has many ways to forcibly distort his sister's mind and make her fall in love with him completely, just like that embroiderer.

But for some reason, he was always unwilling to do that.

He looked at Yue Ling and the others with hatred. Although he knew that after missing this opportunity, he would have to wait a long time before he could take revenge, using the fairy skin was not without cost.

But feeling his sister's increasingly weak heartbeat, he finally made a decision.

Save my sister first!

Whoosh!
The Painted Skin Master used his escape technique and flew in a certain direction without even glancing at the people behind him.

Yue Ling and Longnu looked at each other and could see the confusion in each other's eyes.

Just...leave now?
Zhuge Yunhu breathed a sigh of relief, took back the brocade bag in his sleeve, and said while coughing up blood: "I saw his expression suddenly changed just now, I guess something happened."

Yue Ling seemed to have thought of something, her expression changed, and she asked, "Could it be that there was some commotion over there with Zhang Jiuyang?"

Zhuge Yunhu frowned and said, "It seems that this is the only explanation."

Could it be that Zhang Jiuyang massacred the Painted Skin in Yangzhou by this, alarming the Painted Skin's owner, forcing him to rush back?

They are just some painted skins. Are they so important to the owner of the painted skins?

"Zhang Jiuyang will be in danger!"

The dragon girl's glazed blue pupils became solemn, and she transformed into a white dragon, flying towards Yangzhou City.

"Supervisor, hurry up!"

Above the clouds, Yue Ling kept urging.

"It's already the fastest, and I'm still injured..."

Zhuge Yunhu gave a bitter smile and sighed in his heart.

The young man Zhang Jiuyang was very smart. No matter what method he used to lure away the Painted Skin Master, it was equivalent to indirectly saving their lives.

I just hope he's safe.

……

In the Painted Skin Master's lair.

Zhang Jiuyang broke the jar and carried the woman with her limbs cut off to the bed. Blood flowed out, staining the ground red.

There was a dragon horn stuck in her heart. It was the broken horn from Zong San. It pierced deeply into her heart. The evil dragon energy contained in it quickly destroyed the secret technique planted by the Painted Skin Master.

"Thank you... thank you..."

Feeling the rapid passage of life, the woman's eyes showed a hint of relief, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth.

She has been imprisoned here for all these years, and even death is a luxury.

After knowing that her son was dead, she no longer had any desire to live, and she didn't want to face her brother again.

Her originally gray hair quickly turned white, and her skin began to wrinkle at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From a woman who looked only in her thirties or forties, she became someone in her seventies or eighties.

Beauty fades in the blink of an eye.

The spells that the Painted Skin Master cast on her to prolong her life and maintain her beauty were completely broken by the dragon horn.

At the last moment before she died, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have thought of something and whispered something in her ear.

"Your son Shen Tuxiong was a brave warrior. He protected many people and killed many evil spirits. He was respected and loved by many people."

“No one sees him as a monster anymore.”

Zhang Jiuyang saw that the woman's eyes suddenly lit up and a smile appeared on her face.

She had treated two "monsters" sincerely, one was her younger brother and the other was her son. Her younger brother was like a poisonous snake and ruined her life. Fortunately, her son did not disappoint her.

Looking at her gradually cooling body, Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly.

He lied, but it wasn't a complete lie.

"I'm sorry, I have to use your body one last time."

Zhang Jiuyang pulled out the dragon horn, and blood splattered.

He avoided the blood, turning the body around and deliberately splattering it all over the house.

When he thought that the Painted Skin Master's previous life was the corpse-reincarnating immortal, and that the immortal's tomb was buried with human skin from his previous life, Zhang Jiuyang realized that something was wrong.

If the Painted Skin Master recovers his previous life's cultivation after obtaining the immortal skin, then Yue Ling and the others will be in danger.

Zhang Jiuyang took prompt action and killed the Painted Skin Master's sister, so that he could potentially lure him back to his lair.

So before the Painted Skin Master returns to his lair, he must cherish every moment and make good arrangements.

A plan emerged in his mind, so he used the dragon horn of Brown Three to kill the Painted Skin Master's sister.

"Master, what should we do next?"

The embroiderer said with great concern.

"Drive the tiger away and devour the wolf."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were firm and his voice was cold. He said, "Xiuniang, this place is very close to Dongyang Lake. Immediately disguise yourself and rush to Zong San. Deliberately spread the news, revealing the location of the old nest and the method to break the formation. Remember, you must say that the Painted Skin Master got the dragon ball and placed it in the old nest!"

"I understand, but this woman is dead. The Painted Skin Master should be on his way back. Master, please leave quickly!"

At this moment, the embroiderer was truly loyal to Zhang Jiuyang and was very worried about his safety.

"No need, I am still the person you arrested. I believe he will not pay attention to an ordinary prisoner."

Zhang Jiuyang was prepared to play a trick of hiding the truth under the lamp, and the reason why he took the risk of staying was because he wanted to see for himself the true situation of the Painted Skin Master.

He didn't believe that facing the siege and attack from so many masters of the Imperial Observatory, the Painted Skin Master would not pay any price?
Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to test it himself, so he arranged a good show of driving the tiger to devour the wolf.

Let's borrow Zong San's life to give it a try and see the Painted Skin Master's current state and methods, and then make plans.

With the help of Xiu Niang, a traitor who is highly valued by the Painted Skin Lord, he is confident that he can protect himself and leave this devil's nest at any time.

"Master, please stay here for a while. I will go find Zong San right away!"

The embroiderer first took Zhang Jiuyang to hide temporarily in the secret room in her room, and then used her escape technique to leave.

Zhang Jiuyang sat in the secret room, silently hoping that it would be Zong San who arrived first, otherwise this good show would not go on.

Fortunately, luck was finally on his side this time.

The embroiderer was very efficient in her work and before long, a dragon's roar filled with evil spirit was heard outside.

A huge red dragon rushed in, its scales covered like cold blades, with dense moss and water plants growing between the gaps. It had a single horn on its head, and its red eyes contained a terrible evil aura.

"Painted Skin Master!!"

"I finally found your lair!"

"Give me back my Dragon Balls!!!"

Boom!

Zhang Jiuyang was sitting in the secret room, and he felt that the surroundings were shaking, and the ground beneath his feet was also vibrating. There were shouts and cries of killing outside, but they were drowned out by the dragon's roar.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, after they failed to join forces to deal with Ao Li last time, a rift developed between the two, especially Zong San, who always believed that the Painted Skin Master had stolen the Dragon Ball and was just unwilling to share it.

Evil spirits like Zong San have a strong desire for revenge. In addition, the dragon ball is the key to whether it can completely transform into a real dragon. Therefore, once it receives the news, it will inevitably be unable to restrain itself.

"Master Painted Skin, please come out here!!"

The domineering dragon roar continued to sound, and all the skinners who stayed behind were dispatched. The same was true for the rest of the Painted Skin Master's men. They fearlessly charged towards Zong San, but suffered heavy casualties.

The embroiderer did not put in any effort and even intentionally guided Zong San to crash into the house where the Painted Skin owner's sister was imprisoned, causing it to collapse and break.

This way all traces can be destroyed so as to avoid leaving any clues.

I don’t know how long it had been, but just when Zong San was turning the place upside down, a voice sounded faintly.

"Brown Three, are you looking for death?"

Painted Skin Master is back!
"Old monster, give me back——"

Brown Three's voice stopped abruptly, and his two huge eyes like red lanterns showed an expression of disbelief.

This kind of aura... is definitely not from the sixth realm!
The pressure from the Painted Skin Master was so overwhelming that it even felt like it was having a hard time breathing.

A fear of death surged into his heart, causing Zong San to swallow back the words he had not finished speaking.

The Painted Skin Master looked towards his sister's room and saw only ruins.

There was murderous intent in his eyes, and fairy light flowed on his skin. The mysterious scriptures on it became darker and darker, appearing extremely terrifying and weird.

He will die, he will definitely die!
Zong San was extremely shocked, and at the same time he became more certain that the Painted Skin Master had taken the Dragon Balls, otherwise how could he be so powerful?
It turned around and tried to leave, but its huge body suddenly stopped.

A hand flowing with fairy light grabbed its dragon tail, and the vast magic power like the ocean made its scales stand up subconsciously.

"Master Painted Skin, since you have already refined the Dragon Ball, I will not bother with you any more!"

It wanted to keep things quiet and admit that it was at a disadvantage.

The Painted Skin Master's voice was extremely cold, filled with deep murderous intent.

"Zhongsan, I want you to be buried with me!"

Fairy light bloomed, and a terrifying aura enveloped the entire nest. Brown Three let out a scream, and felt a sharp pain in his tail, but at the same time, his ferocity was aroused.

"Master Painted Skin, even if I die, I will bite off a piece of your flesh!!"

It roared, opened its bloody mouth and bit towards the Painted Skin Master without mercy.

Finally, the two evil spirits who once fought together turned against each other and started a life-and-death battle.

Zhang Jiuyang just watched this scene quietly, his eyes deep and calm.

He had already made a judgment in his mind.

The Painted Skin Master really got the Immortal Skin. There is no doubt that Brown Three will die here, but what is interesting is that the Painted Skin Master's condition...

Something doesn't seem right.

(End of this chapter)