The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 254: The Dragon Girl Enters a Spring Dream, the Four Seas Dragon Kings

nightfall.

Zhang Jiuyang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, practicing on the bluestone in the courtyard, silently practicing his profound skills. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered around him, like a huge cauldron.

And he is the golden elixir in the furnace.

The moonlight is used as the medicine guide, and the spiritual energy is used as the material for the elixir. On the Ziwu fire, this pure yang golden elixir is constantly polished and nourished. The golden elixir, which was originally only the size of a longan, grows little by little during the practice.

This process is very slow, and Zhang Jiuyang can only see it by using his third eye.

When the golden elixir changes from a longan to the size of an egg, it will be the time for him to break through to the fifth realm. At that time, he will need to engrave ancient scriptures on the golden elixir and use the power of the scriptures to give the golden elixir spirituality, which is equivalent to giving the "fetus" a soul.

Therefore, the fifth realm is called nurturing the holy fetus.

The higher the grade of the engraved scripture, the more powerful the holy fetus will be, and the more astonishing the vision that will appear when the holy baby is born will be.

For example, what Yue Ling engraved was "The Sutra of Thunder and Fire of the Vajra King of the Three Worlds". When the holy baby was born, two suns shone at the same time, causing a sensation in the world.

Of course, if the quality of the golden elixir is not high enough, and one has to forcibly engrave powerful ancient scriptures to nourish it, the result is likely that the elixir will be too weak to be nourished, and either the golden elixir will break and not be able to withstand it, or the baby that is raised will be dead.

That is why superior golden elixir is so sought after. Not only is the combat power stronger, but it also has unlimited potential. The gap will become greater as time goes by.

Zhang Jiuyang has only just entered the fourth realm and is still a long way from the fifth realm of nurturing the holy fetus. Naturally, he has to seize every moment and not waste any time.

I tried it out today. With the help of the Pure Yang Golden Pill, the power of the Heavenly Eye was greatly enhanced. It could even imprint itself in other people's souls and memories, and then judge them.

He was very much looking forward to it. As his cultivation became stronger, he wondered how powerful his Heavenly Eye would be.
Wisps of fragrant mist rose up, and Ali helped him light the agarwood. Unlike before when she only used one stick, this time she lit several sticks at the same time.

The little ghost girl was almost drunk, her face was red and she kept burping.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Jiuyang completed a big circulation, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the agarwood, and shook his head gently.

It cannot be said that it is completely ineffective, but it can only be said to be extremely limited.

After the fourth level, the effect of agarwood is greatly reduced. For golden elixir, the medicinal power of these fragrant mists is too complex and far less pure than the power of heaven and earth. It also needs to be tempered for a long time, and in the end less than 10% can be used.

Especially since he cultivated the unparalleled Pure Yang Golden Elixir, his magic power was extremely pure, so the requirements in this regard were even higher.

"Strange, why did Taiyin agree to trade with me?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly thought of Taiyin. This mysterious woman in Huangquan had formed an alliance with him because of Jiangzhenxiang and had supported him many times with a clear attitude.

After the fourth level, the medicinal power is greatly reduced, let alone the sixth level?
Could it be that she wanted to use it for her subordinates to build up her power?
It seems that this is the only explanation, but Zhang Jiuyang has not heard of any power in Taiyin yet. The only one is the giant whale she stepped on when they met last time.

As he was thinking, he suddenly heard snoring.

In a blink of an eye, it turned out that Ali had fallen asleep, or was "drunk" because of the fragrance. She was lying on the lawn, snoring and drooling.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, flicked his sleeves to extinguish the incense, then took off his coat and put it on her. Fearing that she would catch a cold, he carried her back to the room and placed her in the small pink coffin.

I carefully closed the coffin lid, but found that the snoring was still loud.

Whose coffin is this? Why is the sound insulation so poor?
After thinking about it, Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled. No matter which family the coffin was from, they probably wouldn't consider the sound insulation issue...

Listening to Ah Li's snoring, Zhang Jiuyang was not sleepy, so he picked up a few picture books and began to study.

When Mrs. Shen heard that he wanted to learn painting, she spent a huge amount of money to buy the most famous antiques and calligraphy and painting shop in Yangzhou City, and collected paintings by various famous artists just for him.

If Zhang Jiuyang had not refused, the old lady would have even invited the painting master Wu Daochan who was far away in Yongzhou to come back and teach him painting personally.

The spring breeze blows outside the window, and the frogs croak.

The night is getting darker.

Perhaps it was because these paintings had a hypnotic effect, but Zhang Jiuyang felt increasingly sleepy and even began to yawn.

His eyelids gradually became heavy, and as Ali's snoring sounded, he slowly fell asleep, resting his head on the picture album.

The candle flame flickered slightly, illuminating a faint shadow, but strangely, there was no one in the room.

……

Zhang Jiuyang had a strange dream.

He dreamed that he was wearing a groom's suit, riding a tall horse, and marrying his bride. Although he could not see her face through the red veil, her figure was graceful and slender.

The exposed skin is as white as jade.

She must be a stunning beauty!

Amid the crowd's cheering, he carried the bride down on his back. Her delicate body was soft and light, and a few strands of her black hair fell on Zhang Jiuyang's cheeks, smelling very pleasant.

After paying homage to heaven and earth, he finally arrived at the bridal chamber that he had been looking forward to the most. He saw the bride sitting quietly on the embroidered bed. Her posture was elegant and her temperament was noble. Even if his appearance could not be seen, she was still intoxicating.

Zhang Jiuyang suppressed his excitement, picked up the jade ruyi on the table, and gently lifted the bride's red veil.

A beautiful face appeared in front of him, with slightly raised sword-like eyebrows and frosty eyes, which scared away all the drunkenness in him.

“Yue Yue Yue, Yue Ling?!”

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked. Oh no, oh no, how could he and Yue Ling really get married?

How can I go to the brothel after this?

"You, why are you still hiding the Dragon Sparrow Knife under the quilt?"

"Hiss, there's a Overlord gun under the bed?"

"help!!"

Zhang Jiuyang wanted to run, but as soon as he stepped half of his foot out of the door, he fell to the ground and was dragged back by an irresistible force, even breaking the door frame.

Yue Ling, wearing a phoenix crown and a red bridal robe, shot him onto the bed with one shot, then domineeringly pointed the tip of the gun at his neck, slightly raised her chin, revealing a cold jawline.

"Undress."

She looked at me with disdain and said calmly, "Don't force me to use violence."

Zhang Jiuyang: “???”

He took a deep breath and began to realize that something was wrong. How could Yue Ling do such a thing?

Am I... dreaming?

"hurry up."

Yue Ling touched him with the tip of the gun and continued to threaten.

Zhang Jiuyang's heartbeat began to speed up. He didn't dare to do it in reality, but it was okay to dream.

If he can't even dream, what kind of man is he?
I can’t bear it anymore, do it!
Zhang Jiuyang walked forward and ignored the gun tip in front of his neck.

Yue Ling was a little surprised and quickly moved the gun away. At that moment, Zhang Jiuyang instantly hugged her waist, turned around and pressed her on the bed, and kissed her cold and thin lips fiercely.

Surprisingly, Yue Ling did not seem to struggle.

Zhang Jiuyang closed his eyes and kissed her wantonly, feeling a sweet fragrance in his mouth, as if he was in heaven.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally came to his senses, opened his eyes, and said, "Yue Ling, let's see if you dare to—"

His voice broke off, his eyes filled with shock.

The person in front of him was no longer Yue Ling, but a beautiful woman in white clothes as white as snow, with long hair as black as ink, and a flawless fairy light flowing through her body. Her glass-colored pupils were even purer than the Tianchi on the snowy mountain. "Ao, Ao, Ao Li?"

He was very shocked, and the scene around him changed dramatically. He was no longer in the room, but at the edge of Yunmeng Lake. The water rippled slowly under the moon, and flowers were in full bloom.

The barefoot dragon girl lay quietly among the flowers, her snow-white dress half-undone and a little disheveled, a subconscious movement when he had just kissed her deeply.

She sat up, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall, and her skirt, made of cloud-like gauze, fluttered gently, outlining a stunning curve.

"Zhang Jiuyang's feeling is a bit strange, but..."

"I don't hate it."

Her voice was still as ethereal as before, but her words made Zhang Jiuyang feel angry.

At this moment, the Dragon Girl is still as elegant and ethereal as ever, but for some reason people want to desecrate this flawless fairy and pull her down to earth.

A flaw appears on a white jade, and its clear light is stained with ink.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I like that feeling."

She lay among the flowers and spoke her mind openly without hiding anything, her glass-colored eyes conveying certain emotions.

It’s just a dream anyway, so who cares!
Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath, reached out his hand, grabbed the ribbon around the fairy's waist, and gently untied it.

The snow-covered clothes are like lotus, slowly blooming.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

When yin and yang meet, heaven and man are born.

Zhang Jiuyang finally realized what the ultimate bliss in the world was. He couldn't help but caress the jade-smooth skin and play with the crystal clear hair.

This dream is too real!
He was amazed and had an idea in his mind, wondering if he could let Yue Ling appear as well. After all, they had worshipped heaven and earth.

Anyway, it's his dream, so it should come true.

For example, when Yue Ling rushed over, he stretched out a hand and said, you came at the right time, and then he hugged Ehuang and Nuying on his left and right.

However, the dragon girl's voice sounded softly in his ears.

"Zhang Jiuyang, this is not a dream."

Zhang Jiuyang was startled and looked at the fairy in his arms. For some reason, looking at those glass-colored eyes, he suddenly felt a sense of strangeness.

Obviously, the two of them were in the closest state, but they seemed even more distant and indifferent than usual.

"I'm sorry I lied to you."

Her voice turned cold and her eyes became complicated.

"Zhang Jiuyang, don't trust other women easily in the future...except violent women."

"Ao Li, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Jiuyang frowned, but suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He stretched out his hand to hug the other person, but the next moment, his body shook violently, horror appeared in his eyes, and he looked at the Dragon Girl in disbelief.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the visualization picture suddenly shone brightly and kept shaking, and finally a picture flew out, as if a page was torn off.

Zhang Jiuyang felt an intense pain in his head, as if a corner of his soul had been torn off.

But he still endured the severe pain and saw clearly the flying visual picture.

Picture of the Four Dragon Kings!
Volume 1 of Daofa Huiyuan records that the four dragon kings are the East Sea Dragon King in the east, the South Sea Dragon King in the south, the West Sea Dragon King in the west, and the North Sea Dragon King in the north.

Also known as the Guangde Dragon King of the East Sea, the Guangli Dragon King of the South Sea, the Guangrun Dragon King of the West Sea, and the Guangze Dragon King of the North Sea.

Zhang Jiuyang saw the "Picture of the Four Sea Dragon Kings" fly into Ao Li's body, and then her whole body was flowing with a brilliant divine light, and every strand of her hair was shining. Although she was naked, she looked so sacred and solemn that no one could have the slightest desire to blaspheme.

The Saint of the Four Seas, the Lord of Water Veins!
Starting from the white jade toes, the snow-white fairy skirt emerged inch by inch. The nine-day clouds turned into a translucent gauze shawl, which moved without wind and floated like a fairy.

She stood in the void, her eyes lowered like the moon, a trace of reluctance and guilt flashed in her glass-colored pupils.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I'm leaving."

"Go? Where are you going?"

The severe pain gradually subsided. Looking at the unfamiliar Ao Li in front of him, Zhang Jiuyang realized that this was not a simple dream.

He had a vague premonition that perhaps he might not be able to see Ao Li again in the future.

Ao Li did not answer the question directly, she avoided Zhang Jiuyang's sight.

"Please don't vent your anger on Xiaoya, I..."

"I am not worthy of being your friend."

After saying this, she formed a seal with her hands and her body gradually faded away.

"Don't go, make your words clear!"

Zhang Jiuyang was furious. He rushed forward and grabbed her sleeve. A red-gold flame ignited in his pupils and his magic power was stimulated to the extreme.

Boom!

The whole world seemed to tremble, and then shattered like a broken mirror.

"Ao Li!"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly woke up, gasping for breath on the bed, sweat pouring down his body, and the picture album under his head was soaked with sweat.

In the coffin, Ali's snoring was still heard, the moon was still bright outside the window, and the frogs were croaking, and it seemed that not much time had passed.

Zhang Jiuyang lowered his head and saw that he was holding a moon-white ribbon in his hand.

His pupils dilated, it turned out that what just happened was not a dream!

Ao Li entered his dream with his true spirit, deliberately did that kind of thing with him, and then cast a spell to take away the "Picture of the Four Dragon Kings of the Seas".

Does she know about the existence of the visualization diagram?
Before he could calm down, wisps of cold air surged into his limbs and bones, pure and flawless. The golden elixir in his dantian seemed to smell something delicious and began to devour it frantically.

His body was in a mess, and Zhang Jiuyang could only meditate.

After a moment, the Pure Yang Golden Pill, which had barely changed after two hours of cultivation, actually began to grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The icy air poured in continuously, making the golden elixir's light even brighter.

Finally, when the cold air was completely exhausted, the golden elixir had obviously become larger, and at this moment, the sky was just beginning to show a hint of light.

Overnight, he not only completely consolidated his cultivation, but also took a huge step forward, which was equivalent to several years of hard training.

After opening his eyes, Zhang Jiuyang showed no joy, but was rather anxious.

……

(End of this chapter)