The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 224: The old dragon king's back-up plan, the freedom of agarwood
It was the first time that Zhang Jiuyang used his divine eye to look at the Dragon Girl.

He thought there would be nothing unusual, but when his eyes fell on the dragon flying in the clouds, he was suddenly shocked.

This was the first time he had encountered such a situation since he developed the third eye.

In just a moment, Zhang Jiuyang subconsciously closed his third eye. It was almost a physical instinct. He felt a dull pain between his eyebrows, as if he was pricked by a needle.

He couldn't calm down for a long time.

Just now he saw... the old Dragon King?
The moment he opened his third eye and looked at the dragon girl, a roaring golden dragon shadow flew out of her body, and it looked very much like the old Dragon King of Shenju Mountain.

Like a residual soul, he guards the Dragon Girl.

After noticing the gaze of the Heavenly Eye, the golden dragon shadow seemed to be enraged and sprayed a golden light towards Zhang Jiuyang.

The golden light was like a needle, causing his third eye to feel a bit of pain. He closed it subconsciously, and his eyebrows were swollen and felt extremely sore.

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

The dragon girl seemed to sense something and turned around and asked.

"Nothing, the wind just blew my eyes."

Zhang Jiuyang made up an excuse to get away with it, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Ao Li actually has the remnant soul of the old Dragon King in his body?

The remnant soul was hidden so deeply that even Ao Li himself was unaware of it. It seemed to be in a deep sleep and was suddenly awakened because it felt the threat from the Sky Eye.

And it was only awake for a moment. After Zhang Jiuyang closed his third eye, it immediately fell asleep again.

As if afraid of being discovered.

Zhang Jiuyang could be sure that it must be the residual soul of the old Dragon King.

Since he cultivated the Heavenly Eye, it has been invincible. He can even see the sixth-level evil spirits like the Two-Faced Buddha and the Painted Skin Master. This is the first time that his magical power has been broken so easily.

Apart from the old dragon that had once been in the eighth realm, he could not think of any other explanation.

"Ao Li, after seeing your father last time at Shenju Mountain, have you...been anything unusual?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly asked.

This golden dragon soul could only have appeared after the battle of Shenju Mountain, otherwise the other party would have appeared to save the dragon girl when she almost died at the hands of the Painted Skin Master in Qingzhou.

The dragon girl was a little surprised and shook her head: "No."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly.

"No, it seems like there is one. I like sleeping more than before."

The Dragon Girl said a little embarrassedly: "You gave me Dongyang Lake because I wanted to break through the sixth realm as soon as possible, but for some reason, I often fell asleep during practice."

"Maybe it's because the water energy of Dongyang Lake is so abundant that it's too comfortable to live here."

really!

Zhang Jiuyang looked determined and asked quickly, "What did you dream about?"

The Dragon Girl thought about it seriously and said, "I have dreamed of many messed up things, but after waking up, my cultivation has improved a lot, and even the inheritance of my bloodline has been much faster than before."

The so-called blood inheritance is an ancient inheritance passed down in the blood of true dragons. When a true dragon reaches a certain age and level of cultivation, it will automatically awaken and gain corresponding magical powers.

For example, flying, dragon language, thunder control, rain and so on.

Ao Ya still can't fly. Apart from his congenital mental damage, another important reason is that he is not yet old enough to fly.

When the time comes, the dragon will have the corresponding magical powers.

To put it in terms of Earth, knowledge and technology are passed on through DNA, making the entire ethnic group stronger and stronger, and constantly progressing and optimizing.

But this process cannot be achieved overnight, it needs to be done step by step.

Although Ao Li's cultivation is not weak, her age in the dragon clan is equivalent to that of a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, and she has not yet obtained all the blood inheritance.

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang already had the answer in his mind.

This is probably not the credit of Dongyang Lake, but the secret help of the old Dragon King!

The old Dragon King is not dead yet?

Or, after the death of Shenju Mountain, it left some kind of backup plan on Ao Li? It chose to sleep because it was afraid of being discovered by the enemy, and it didn't even dare to tell its daughter!

"Did you dream about your father?"

Long Nu didn't know why Zhang Jiuyang suddenly cared so much about his father, but she still patiently said: "No, I did dream about my mother and brother, my father..."

"He was too busy. I seldom saw him when I was a child, and I don't remember much about him."

"Did you dream about anything else?"

"I also dreamed about Xiaoya. I dreamed that she had grown up. Unfortunately, she still only knew how to call me sister and...brother-in-law."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang coughed and his old face turned red.

"By the way, I dreamed about you."

The dragon girl's voice rose slightly.

"Dream of me?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked curiously, "What did you dream about me?"

When the dragon girl heard this, her glass-colored eyes flashed with a hint of smile, and she said, "I dreamed that you became my mount and I was riding you."

"Even as a mount, you were not honest. You always wanted to climb on top of me, which made me very itchy. When I woke up, I found out it was Xiaoya."

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

No wonder after such a long time, the Dragon Girl suddenly cared so much about the word "mount". It turned out that she had such an absurd dream.

Shaking his head and smiling, Zhang Jiuyang said nothing more.

He did not tell the other party about the old Dragon King. Since the other party was unwilling to talk about it, there must be a reason for it. If he told it in advance, it might even cause trouble.

The old Dragon King would never harm his daughter.

Shen House.

Two streams of light fell from the sky, one white and one blue.

"Ninth Brother!"

"Sister Dragon Girl!"

Ali came over excitedly, holding a lot of dried herbs in her hands. These were the auxiliary medicines needed to prepare agarwood. As soon as the whale oil arrived, they could start refining it immediately.

The art of incense is not that simple. Zhang Jiuyang did not take her with him wherever he went these days, just to let her study it carefully.

For this purpose, he specially asked the old lady to find a perfume maker who was quite famous in Yangzhou.

"How did you learn?"

"The old gentlemen all praised me for being smart and said I was a fast learner!"

Ali patted her chest with great pride, with a hint of excitement on her little face.

After all, agarwood is a great tonic for her, and its taste is wonderful.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

The dragon girl waved her sleeves to sprinkle out the whale oil. The white fat weighing hundreds of pounds was like a small mountain. It not only had no fishy smell, but also had a faint scent of sea breeze.

Ali's face froze.

Is this... so much?
"Brother Jiu, this is too much..."

She said with a sad face: "It costs more money."

"I'll give you a few more sticks of agarwood, plus ten taels of silver as processing fee."

"make a deal!"

She took a deep breath, raised her two swords and rushed towards the pile of meat. The pink light of the swords kept flashing, like a whirlwind. Zhang Jiuyang nodded. Yue Ling was indeed a good teacher. Ah Li's swordsmanship was faster than before.

I am now more efficient at my work.

After working for a full hour, Ali finally chopped up all the whale fat, and then put it into water to cook. After boiling it nine times and draining out the residue, the whale fat had shrunk several times, but the color had also become whiter.

At this time, pour in the flower juice of the red spider lily, mix it with many auxiliary medicines, put it into a dozen jars, and roast it over a low fire...

After a while, the whole yard was filled with a strong aroma of medicine.

Ali worked so hard that she even spread her body apart so that her arms and legs could work separately. Her head was never idle, and she kept stirring the food from time to time with a wooden spoon in her mouth.

It really is that one person did the work of more than ten people.

When alive, I work for my father; when dead, I work for Zhang Jiuyang.

Zhang Jiuyang originally felt sorry for her and wanted to help, but after he accidentally knocked over a jar, he was ruthlessly rejected by her.

"Brother Jiu, you are not as good as one of my hands when it comes to work!"

Ali blew the fire with her remaining head while making mocking noises.

Zhang Jiuyang looked at her two hands that were busy in the air very skillfully, and his old face turned red.

……

The sky got darker little by little.

The moon is bright and the stars are shining.

Zhang Jiuyang's yard was completely filled with the aroma of medicine. Miraculously, the plants in the yard actually grew much taller under the nourishment of the medicinal aroma.

It gave his courtyard a bit of the quietness of the mountains and forests.

According to the servants, the carps in the Dianjin Pond smelled the medicine and jumped out of the pond one after another, with some even jumping onto the shore.

The goldfishes did not calm down until the sound of the flute was heard.

The song is over.

The dragon girl nodded and said, "You have made great progress compared to before. It seems that you are quite talented. Only a few notes are not stable yet. You can try to make transitions like this while playing..."

She reached out and took Zhang Jiuyang's jade flute, just lightly wiped it with her sleeves, and then placed it between her lips. Her snow-white and slender fingers lightly pressed the sound holes, beautiful and elegant, like a jade carving.

The sound of the flute is clear and distant.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart trembled as he looked at this scene.

Under the moon and in front of the flowers, a fairy plays the flute.

It is as beautiful as a painting.

Especially the dragon girl's red lips, which are like newly blooming petals, shiny and moist, and like red corals in the deep ocean, with a breathtaking charm.

She stopped after she finished playing that section, her glass-colored pupils seemed purer than the moonlight.

"Zhang Jiuyang, do you understand?"

"Ah? I see, I see..."

I don't understand a damn thing!

Zhang Jiuyang was distracted just now and didn't hear clearly how she played it. He just lied and said he understood in order to cover up his distracted mind.

The dragon girl handed him the jade flute. The jade-like flute body and the white jade-like fingers formed a sharp contrast.

"Then play it for me."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned, slowly took the jade flute, glanced at her red lips, and his heartbeat quickened slightly.

"Why don't you blow it?"

The dragon girl was a little surprised, her brows slightly frowned, and she seemed a little angry.

"Zhang Jiuyang, you don't care."

He gave a bitter smile upon hearing that, and wiped it gently with his sleeve like the Dragon Girl did, and was about to start playing, fearing that he would be scolded later.

Fortunately, at this moment, a cheer rang out.

"Brother Jiu, Sister Longnu, I did it!"

Ali looked at the dried and solidified incense blocks with excitement. They still looked a little rough and in blocks rather than strips, but this was only because they lacked later processing and polishing. They have basically taken shape now.

At her command, arms and legs flew over automatically, forming a complete Ah Li again.

"Brother Jiu, come and try it!"

She held the agarwood that she had worked so hard to make. There were more than a dozen pieces in the first batch, and each piece was as big as a fist.

The ten agarwood sticks I got from the Moon Goddess before are not as big as one of them.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang quickly took a piece of agarwood and lit it with the Jade Pivot Heavenly Fire, feeling a little excited.

If successful, he will achieve freedom!

Thinking of the dilemma he had to use by counting on his fingers, or even dividing one stick of incense into several pieces, he was very much looking forward to it.

No more hard times!
As a wisp of fragrant mist floated up, Zhang Jiuyang's spirits lifted and a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

There is nothing wrong with the recipe given by Taiyin, this is the taste!
The unique fragrance of the mixture of red spider lily and whale oil, as well as the faint sound of whales ringing around, are exactly the same as the agarwood he once used.

Zhang Jiuyang immediately closed his eyes and meditated.

As wisps of fragrant mist entered his body, clouds seemed to accumulate in his body. When the clouds reached a certain level, thunder sounded and sweet rain fell suddenly, nourishing his limbs and internal organs.

The most important thing is the three purple flowers that embody the essence, energy and spirit.

Most of the sweet rain was absorbed by the flower, and it began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye. The roots and stems turned as white as mushrooms, and the three-color divine light on the petals became increasingly intense and blended perfectly.

This feeling is so refreshing!
At this moment, every breath he took was increasing his skills, and he was making rapid progress.

If his previous cultivation speed was like a turtle's crawl, then now it is like riding a dragon horse, driving a blue phoenix, taking advantage of the wind, and soaring into the sky all the way!

It was unknown how long it had been, until he felt a slight swelling in his body and a faint tingling in his meridians, Zhang Jiuyang finally stopped and slowly opened his eyes.

Like electricity generated in an empty room, or light generated in the dark night.

There was a flash of brilliance in his eyes, and then it gradually disappeared.

There was still a bright moon and shining stars above his head, and the agarwood had only burned about one third.

Ali covered her stomach, green light appeared in her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and spiritual energy spurted out when she opened her mouth.

"I ate too much. I feel full..."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, then looked at the Dragon Girl.

"How long have I been practicing?"

"Only an hour and a half."

One and a half hours...

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes gleamed.

Just an hour and a half was almost equivalent to several months of hard training!
What made him even more excited was that the agarwood made by Ali herself was better and more powerful than the agarwood made by Yueshen, perhaps because of its better quality.

You know, before, with the Moon Goddess's agarwood, he could practice for several hours without rest.

But the medicinal power of Ali's agarwood was too strong. After only an hour and a half, the meridians began to ache due to the large amount of spiritual energy accumulated.

Of course, this is nothing, it can be resolved by just circulating the Qi in a few small cycles.

Looking at the half-remaining agarwood in his hand and the many incense blocks in Ah Li's arms, Zhang Jiuyang was in a good mood and suddenly felt heroic.

The fourth realm, this chasm that has stumped countless cultivators, is nothing to him.

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(End of this chapter)