The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 256: The Divine Sword is Born, White Rainbow Pierces the Sun

In the vast East China Sea, a small boat drifts downstream.

There were two strange people on the boat. One was a middle-aged man with a big belly, unshaven beard, unkempt appearance, and wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, which was loose and very casual.

He was lying in the boat, soundly asleep, reeking of alcohol.

In a corner of the boat, there was a girl of about thirteen or fourteen sitting upright, with bright eyes, white teeth, sword-like eyebrows, and a cold temperament. She was carrying a large sword case on her back and was sitting cross-legged in practice.

I don’t know how long it was, but suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, the wind was howling, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if a storm was coming.

But the strange thing is that no matter how rough the sea is, the small boat remains motionless.

Wow!

A huge wave came, several feet high, and hit the small boat.

The middle-aged man was snoring, but a sword energy whistled out of his mouth, instantly shattering the huge waves into nothing.

He was in a deep sleep and reeked of alcohol, but the sea around him became inexplicably calm, forming a sharp contrast with the roaring waves in the distance.

It's like two different worlds.

In the dark clouds, a white dragon flew by. It was over a hundred feet long, with scales like jade and glowing fluorescent light. Its eyes were especially blue. It looked down at the girl and made eye contact.

The storm suddenly became quiet.

The white dragon did not stop and continued to fly in a certain direction. But for some reason, it suddenly looked behind it, as if it heard some sound.

There was a hint of struggle and hesitation in the dragon's eyes, but in the end it still flew away into the distance.

"What a handsome dragon!"

On the small boat, the unkempt middle-aged man sat up at some point, and looked at the flying white dragon with cloudy eyes, as if he was a little puzzled.

"This white dragon seems unusual, interesting."

The girl frowned when she heard this and said, "Brother, Master ordered us to go down the mountain to catch monsters. You can't make mistakes like last time!"

"I know, I know. I'm not stupid. This white dragon is very powerful and I can't defeat it. The little meat we have is not enough to fill its teeth."

The girl shook her head and said, "I think this white dragon has a good heart. He just helped us calm the storm."

"By the way, Senior Brother, looking at the direction she flew, could it be..."

The middle-aged man quickly shook his head and said, "Don't say it, that place is ominous, it's unlucky to hear it. Okay, I finally woke up for once, is there anything to eat?"

The girl took a step back calmly and said calmly: "The rations are running low. It will take us a few more days to reach Yangzhou. We have to eat sparingly!"

The middle-aged man glanced at her with his eyes rolling around, as if he was thinking about how to trick the "rations" out of her.

However, the girl seemed to have seen through his heart in advance, and her sword-like eyes stared at him coldly.

Although she didn't say anything, the middle-aged man sighed helplessly and continued to lie down, touching his big belly and reciting some messed up limericks.

"Everyone says that sword immortals are great, but few people know that sword immortals cannot eat enough."

"I'm hungry every time I eat. My stomach is almost bursting with hunger..."

He cried and screamed, but the girl was not moved at all. She even quietly took out a sword-fighting secret book and read it attentively, and she kept making sword-like movements in the air with her fingers.

As the slender sword fingers moved, the sound of swords clanging continued to be heard from the sword box, like the roar of a dragon.

……

Three days later.

The sword energy above the Shen Mansion had accumulated to the extreme, with the power to cover the sky and block out the sun. No bird dared to fly over the Shen Mansion, otherwise it would be turned into meat paste in an instant.

Even when it rained, no rain fell over the Shen Mansion, because the dark clouds would be pierced by the sword energy, making this mansion seem out of tune with the surrounding world.

Snow hut.

Zhang Jiuyang stroked a light golden dagger. The dagger looked like dragon scales, streamlined overall, and as thin as a cicada's wing. There were red lines on the light golden blade, like blood.

The dagger was extremely sharp. Zhang Jiuyang tried it, but even his immortal golden body couldn't withstand it. Moreover, the dagger had a strong evil spirit. If someone was hurt by it, the evil spirit would enter the body and cause bleeding.

Even Zhang Jiuyang himself, after being cut by the dagger, spent a lot of time to refine the evil spirit before the bleeding wound could stop.

This shows its power.

"I'll call you Dragon Scale from now on."

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't put down this small and exquisite dagger and named it Dragon Scale.

Hearing this name, the Dragon Scale Dagger seemed very satisfied. It trembled slightly, and it sounded a bit like a dragon's roar. The red lines on the blade flowed automatically, just like the blood vessels of a monster.

"Master Nie, your cooking skills are truly unrivaled in the world!"

Zhang Jiuyang was filled with admiration. He carefully put the dragon scale dagger into its sheath, then placed it in his arms and kept it close to his body.

This is another good baby, which may play an unexpected role at a critical moment.

It can also be used as a throwing knife.

"That's nothing, compared to your demon-slaying sword, it's just a little toy!"

Nie Longquan stroked his beard and smiled, with a look of great pride in his eyes.

"The piece of meteorite that I found this time is truly extraordinary. I don't know how many years it has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon. It is extremely full of spiritual energy. Just these scraps have such power. I really don't know what the ghost-slaying sword that incorporates the core meteorite will look like..."

His words were also full of anticipation.

For a weapon refiner, nothing can make him more excited than forging a more powerful magic weapon.

The reason why Yu Shuang was able to take him down back then was because she had promised to use all of the Shen family's financial resources to support him in refining weapons.

No matter whether he succeeded or failed in refining equipment, no matter how absurd and bizarre his ideas were, even if people in the family thought he was not doing his job properly and had no talent, Shen Yushuang always believed in him and continuously sent him various precious refining materials.

Let him squander it.

This is how Nie Longquan, the weapon-refining master who later became famous all over the world, came into being.

"Master Nie, you also used that piece of meteorite iron to recast the Dragon Sparrow Blade. Why is its sharpness completely suppressed by the Demon Slayer Sword?"

Today is the day to open the furnace. Zhang Jiuyang felt the majestic sword energy in the furnace and couldn't help but have some questions in his mind.

Logically speaking, the power of the Dragon Sparrow Sword should be greater than that of the Demon-Slaying Sword. How come it was completely overshadowed after being recast?
Compared with the sword energy, the sword energy seems to have very little presence.

"Haha, you really don't know how lucky you are."

Nie Longquan raised his eyebrows, looking frivolous, and said with a smile: "Yue girl doesn't let me tell you, but I just can't stand you young people dithering and hesitating. Even if you don't ask, I will tell you!"

"Girl Yue specifically asked me to use only a small amount of meteorite iron to help her connect the broken sword. The rest of the meteorite iron will be left for your Ghost Slaying Sword. She asked me to put all my efforts into the sword..."

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked.

The dashing figure in silver armor and red robe holding a spear seemed to reappear in front of his eyes. But she had never told him about this.

But it's not surprising when you think about it, this is her personality, she always gives silently and never makes a fuss.

Lao Gao once said that Yue Ling would strive for the highest pension for every Si Chen who died in battle or was disabled. If she didn't get it, she would pay it out of her own pocket and then say it was compensation from the Imperial Observatory.

She never talked about these things, and Lao Gao only discovered them accidentally after following her for a long time.

Suddenly, he wanted to see Yue Ling.

I don't know why, but I really want to see her, to see how she is doing in the capital, whether she has been bullied (crossed out), whether she has bullied others? "Xiao Jiu, don't be distracted, the fire will be ready soon, the magic sword is ready, prepare to open the furnace!"

Zhang Jiuyang came back to his senses, nodded, and stretched out his hand to the sword furnace that was almost wrapped in flames. After forty-nine days of burning, even the cold iron sword furnace with extremely high resistance to flames had been burned to a charred black.

I'm afraid it will be scrapped after this time.

And just at the moment when Zhang Jiuyang stretched out his hand towards the sword furnace, a lot of energy suddenly gathered outside the Shen Mansion, ready to go.

……

Capital city, Imperial Observatory.

Yue Ling finally finished today's official business, put down her pen, and breathed a sigh of relief.

After returning to the capital, His Majesty rewarded her and tried to win her over, but she could feel that the way His Majesty looked at her had changed greatly.

There was a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes.

Although His Majesty hid himself very deeply, she, who had cultivated the divine eye, could sense it, but she pretended not to notice it.

After the battle at Shenju Mountain, the old injury of the Supervisor seemed to have relapsed, so more affairs were assigned to her to manage. Although she was still the Marquis of Supervisor in name, she had the authority of the Deputy Supervisor.

It was just that she didn't know until she took over that she would realize how much trouble it took to deal with these things, the fear from the officials, the secret obstruction from His Majesty, and the spies from Northern Liao and the Western Regions...

It's complicated and quite laborious.

No wonder the supervisor has not been able to recover from his injuries for so many years...

Yue Ling sighed softly, opened the window and looked towards Yangzhou.

Judging from the time, the reforged Ghost-Slaying Sword should be released. I'm afraid that many independent cultivators will take the risk. However, with Zhang Jiuyang's ability, it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with them.

What she was really worried about was that after today, Zhang Jiuyang would be officially exposed to the world.

In the past, Zhang Jiuyang was mostly unknown. Even if someone knew her, it was only because they were paying attention to her that they got to know her.

What Ming Wang's peripheral, Yue Ling's husband, but after today, Zhang Jiuyang showed the strength of Pure Yang Golden Pill, his natural talent will definitely attract the attention of the world.

Kunpeng spreads its wings and flies into the sky.

But it will also bring more attention, greater pressure, and even more calculations.

Unfortunately, she couldn't stay with Zhang Jiuyang at this moment.

"After breaking through the realm, I became even more helpless."

"What I like most is to fight alongside you and slay demons and monsters."

After resting for a while, she took out a picture album, injected magic power into it, and looked at the moving little figures on it, especially Zhang Jiuyang's smug face, and couldn't help but smile.

However, not long after, someone knocked on the door and said that Prime Minister Qin was here to visit.

Yue Ling sighed inwardly, and could only put away the album silently, saying calmly: "Please ask him to come in."

Although he really disliked this powerful prime minister, he still had to give face to him since he took the initiative to visit him. Otherwise, it would give people the impression that the Yue family and the Imperial Observatory despised the court.

After reaching the sixth realm, Yue Ling suddenly realized that the Dragon Sparrow Sword that could chop monsters into pieces could not cut through the hypocritical faces of these people.

After a while, Prime Minister Qin left angrily. It was obvious that the two did not have a pleasant conversation.

Yue Ling silently changed into a nightgown, pushed open the door, and saw the warden standing there.

"I heard that your talk with Prime Minister Qin broke down? Where are you planning to go?"

Yue Ling was silent for a moment, looking in the direction where Qin Xiang left, her voice calm.

"I've been busy all day and want to blow off some steam."

"Long Hu, you shouldn't say this. You should know that you are now a real person in the sixth realm."

"Yes, I am now a real person in the sixth realm..."

Yue Ling's words made Zhuge Yunhu smile. Fortunately, Longhu still knew the general situation.

But the next moment, she changed the subject.

"But who would have thought that a man who looked like a gangster wearing a sack and being beaten with a club would be a real person of the sixth realm?"

Zhuge Yunhu: "..."

hiss!
What he said made so much sense that he couldn't refute it for a moment.

"Jian Zheng, do you want to see the moving Jin Ping Mei?"

Zhuge Yunhu sneered and said, "Bribe me? Ridiculous!"

After saying this, he turned away, but his voice rang out faintly.

"The third corner of Dongjing Street in Sandaofang is the most secluded, and there is no one patrolling tonight."

After a pause, his voice sounded again.

"Give me a kick too. Damn it, I've been disliking that old guy for a long time!"

The sound faded away.

Yue Ling smiled, and when she raised her eyes, she seemed to see the handsome man in white with a sunny smile again.

Zhang Jiuyang, I just imagined what you would do if it were you.

As expected, your method is still the best way to relieve my anger.

……

In the Xuelu, Zhang Jiuyang lightly tapped the sword furnace with his finger, closed his eyes, and felt the magic sword standing in the center of the fire.

The hilt of the sword is dark black in color, the blade is as red as jade, and it is engraved with the pattern of the Big Dipper. It seems that the appearance has not changed much, but if you look closely, you will see that there are many more star-like patterns on the sword.

There are exactly one hundred and eight of them, symbolizing the thirty-six Tiangang stars and the seventy-two Disha stars.

These Tiangang and Disha-like patterns are the perfect presentation of the mysterious meteorite iron being forged into the Ghost-Slaying Sword. Under Master Nie's ultimate skills, the two have become seamlessly integrated and inseparable.

He who holds this sword is like holding the stars.

In addition, some amazing changes have occurred on this ghost-slaying sword, but Zhang Jiuyang will only know it after he holds it in his hands.

"break!"

Following Zhang Jiuyang's order, the Ghost-Slaying Sword that had been silent for a long time suddenly burst into a dazzling edge, and the sword energy was like a erupting volcano, rushing straight into the sky!

Click!

The furnace wall was impacted by the sword energy, and crisp shattering sounds continued to be heard. Cracks were winding, and sword energy and flames gushed out from the gaps. The scene was extremely spectacular.

From the perspective of others, it seemed that the sword furnace shattered as soon as Zhang Jiuyang touched it with his sword finger.

Groan!
The red light was like a dragon, soaring into the sky. The sword energy in the sky seemed to have finally found a home. It spun like a hurricane with the red sword as the core, stirring up the wind and clouds.

A strange scene appeared in Yangzhou City.

There was a long white rainbow in the sky that passed through the sun and lingered for a long time.

The magic sword is born, and a white rainbow pierces the sun!
(End of this chapter)