The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 492: The Blessing of Qi People, Storm is Coming

"You should choose Yan Luo!"

Yue Ling thought for a moment and gave her answer.

"why?"

"It's very simple. Compared with other Huangquan members, Yan Luo is too suspicious. If Tianzun doesn't suspect anything, it's fine. But once he does, the first person he will suspect is Yan Luo!"

After a pause, Yue Ling said in a deep voice: "Don't forget Zhuge Jianzheng, he knows the identity of Yan Luo, maybe he has already told Tianzun."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, and remembered the letter Zhuge Yunhu left for him through General Yue, warning him not to attend the Huangquan Banquet.

Zhuge Yu was undoubtedly a traitor, but Zhuge Yunhu was still shrouded in mystery and it was unclear, so Zhang Jiuyang didn't dare to gamble.

"And don't forget who Tianzun is."

Yue Ling reminded meaningfully.

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked and understood what she meant. Even Zhuge Yunhu could guess that he was Yan Luo through a series of clues. How could Zhuge Qixing, who was smarter than him, not guess it?

Although Zhuge Yunhu guessed that he was Yan Luo, it was based on the blood words he left behind when he massacred Qingzhou City, and then compared it with the corresponding text in "The Carnal Prayer Mat", and finally he was able to confirm it.

Tianzun might not be able to guess it because he lacked this key link, but Zhang Jiuyang was not sure either, after all, that person was Zhuge Qixing.

"You are right. The identity of Yan Luo...does need to be abandoned."

Zhang Jiuyang agreed with her analysis and at the same time extinguished the last bit of unwillingness in his heart.

In fact, he also saw this point, but the identity of Yan Luo was built up bit by bit by him. Now he has won over many people in Huangquan and formed a loose alliance.

I would feel somewhat unwilling to give up this identity.

But now he has made a choice.

"Okay, then give up Yama!"

Zhang Jiuyang looked at the other two paintings and said, "But the question is, with which identity should I attend the Huangquan Banquet?"

Whether to choose Painted Skin or the Two-Faced Buddha is another question.

Ao Li gave her answer.

"Painted Skin Master."

"Why?"

"Because the Painted Skin Master has always been against Yan Luo, the two are incompatible, and the Painted Skin Master has repeatedly claimed that Yan Luo is a spy."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and said, "My wife is really smart."

This is also his choice.

If he wanted to give up his identity as Yan Luo, then attending the banquet as the Painted Skin Master would be the best option, because if Yan Luo was a traitor, then the Painted Skin Master, who had always been at odds with Yan Luo, would be the least likely to be suspected.

"Cough cough."

Ao Li bowed his head and signaled with his eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang turned his head and saw the sharpness in Yue Ling's eyes, and his scalp suddenly went numb.

He spoke too quickly. I didn't expect the eldest lady was here.

"Ling'er, what do you think?"

He quickly tried to make amends and tried to pull Yue Ling's hand, but was glared back at by her cold eyes.

"Why do I feel that it is not important? After all, I am not that...smart."

She placed heavy emphasis on the last four words.

Zhang Jiuyang quickly changed the subject and said, "If that's the case, then next time at the Huangquan Banquet, I will attend as the Painted Skin Master and abandon Yan Luo as my son."

Ao Li suddenly asked in confusion: "But you are alone, so the Two-Faced Buddha will not be able to attend the banquet. In this case, does this identity have to be abandoned?"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled, saying, "I have prepared this. Look at these three paintings. What is missing?"

"Eye."

Yue Ling had already discovered the abnormality of these three paintings. Neither Yama, Painted Skin Master, nor the Two-Faced Buddha had their eyes painted.

She recalled the legend that the sage of painting painted a dragon on the wall and deliberately left the eyes unpainted. Later generations painted the eyes, and the dragon flew out of the wall and soared into the sky.

Zhang Jiuyang picked up the Spirit Fox Brush, dipped it in ink, and then took a deep breath. He first came to the portrait of Yama and lightly touched its pupil.

In an instant, a pair of violent eyes appeared under the black iron mask, domineering and arrogant.

Then his eyes moved slightly, as if he suddenly came alive with charm. Under the gaze of the three people, he walked out of the scroll and bowed to Zhang Jiuyang.

"Yan Luo greets the master!"

The voice was like thunder, portraying the aura of Yama Luo vividly; no, one could even say that he was Yama Luo.

The magic in the painting makes the fake become real.

Under Zhu's pen, it was equivalent to him briefly creating a life. The other party also believed that he was Yama Luo, possessing the same personality, memory and temperament as Yama Luo.

Moreover, this is not an illusion. Even Yue Ling's divine eyes cannot see any flaws.

"Zhang Jiuyang, your painting skills have improved again. Perhaps in time, you can really reproduce the style of the ancient painting saints!"

Yue Ling couldn't help but admire when she saw this scene.

Ever since he viewed the painting "Five Hundred Arhats Subduing Demons" at Baiyun Temple last time, Zhang Jiuyang's painting skills have become more and more advanced, and he has already acquired some of the style of the ancient painting saints.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly, and then added the finishing touch to the two-faced Buddha.

The old monk, whose face was as ugly as a devil but whose temperament was as compassionate as Buddha, walked out of the painting, put his palms together and chanted a Buddhist name towards Zhang Jiuyang.

"Amitabha, I greet the master."

As for the last painting of the Painted Skin Master, Zhang Jiuyang did not add the finishing touches to it, but instead flicked his sleeves and put it away for later use.

Then, he pointed his sword finger at his forehead and communicated with the Yellow Spring Order through his soul.

Originally, the Huangquan Order in his mind ignored him and would not listen to his orders, but it didn’t matter, Zhang Jiuyang had a backer.

The visualization image swayed slightly, and wisps of fairy light rippled.

The next moment, the Yellow Spring Tokens followed Zhang Jiuyang's instructions. The three Yellow Spring Tokens that were originally put together were separated. The one engraved with the character 'Xin' from the Ten Heavenly Stems was left behind, while the other two tokens with the characters 'Yi' and 'Ren' respectively entered the minds of the Two-Faced Buddha and Yama.

Yue Ling's eyes lit up and she said excitedly: "Zhang Jiuyang, you have this skill!"

In this way, one person can play three roles.

But then she wondered again, "That's not right. If you can let the person in the painting attend the banquet for you, why bother going to the banquet in person?"

Zhang Jiuyang first asked Yan Luo and the Two-Faced Buddha to return to the painting, and then explained: "After all, I am not a painting saint. After they leave the painting, their magic power will be quickly consumed. They will not be able to hold on for long, and it will be easy for them to reveal their true colors at the Huangquan Banquet."

“But if I, their master, am within a hundred feet of them, they can consume my mana and hold out longer.”

This is also the reason why he must attend the banquet in person. If he could reach the level of a painting saint, he wouldn't have to take risks himself. Unfortunately, he is still far from that level.

"Do you want me to contact Yousheng and ask her to help you?"

Ao Li suddenly asked, and took out a magical weapon that looked somewhat terrifying. It was an amber-like thing, and inside the solidified brown juice, was a baby with bluish-black skin.

"This is one of the Nine Infants that the Ghost Mother hid in the Immortal Palace. I was able to contact Yousheng through this little guy." Ao Li actually wanted to help Zhang Jiuyang, but when she was trapped in the Immortal Palace, her Huangquan Order had already been given to Yousheng. The current Huangquan Taiyin is no longer her.

Ao Li was about to urge Jiuying to talk to Yousheng, but Zhang Jiuyang held his wrist.

"At this Huangquan Banquet, I can hide in three burrows, but Yousheng can't. Once she is discovered by Tianzun or the situation changes, she will most likely die there."

"Let's not disturb her for now."

Zhang Jiuyang rejected the proposal. He didn't want to bring trouble to the little girl who had completely reformed and benefited many mothers.

"Then I'll ask her to return the Yellow Spring Order and come to help you myself!"

"Forget it. If you were there, I might get too concerned and worried."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head. This time, the Yellow Spring Banquet would mainly rely on intelligence rather than brute force. After all, in terms of strength, even if they were tied together, they could not defeat Tianzun.

He was about to enter a dangerous place, and he didn't want his woman to be in danger as well.

Call it male chauvinism or autocracy, he just wants to have a clear conscience.

"It will be a few days before the Yellow Springs Banquet. Next, I will go into seclusion to cultivate myself to the best state and go all out to overcome this difficulty."

After a pause, Zhang Jiuyang looked at the two women deeply, and then sighed: "I really shouldn't have lied to you just now, but I really hope that you can reconcile. I am a human being, and it really hurts my heart if you fight, so I resorted to this desperate measure."

"I may or may not be able to come back for this Huangquan Banquet. Can you promise me one thing?"

Hearing his low voice and seeing his dim eyes, Yue Ling and Ao Li couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"what's up?"

"If I can come back, you can punish me. Even if you have to beat me into a cripple or take my life, I will not hesitate. If I can't come back..."

Zhang Jiuyang stretched out his hand and pulled up a beautiful woman.

Ao Li did not resist at all, but Yue Ling's body tensed up, her jade hand trembled slightly, and finally softened.

Two jade hands, one as white as ice and snow, the other slender and strong.

Zhang Jiuyang finally realized the scene he had dreamed of. He held Yue Ling and Ao Li's hands at the same time, and they did not show any obvious resistance.

It's like drinking ice in summer, and every pore in my body feels relaxed to the extreme.

So cool!

Holding two women at the same time has already been achieved, so is it far from hugging them on both sides, or even sleeping in the same bed?

"If I can't come back, I hope you two sisters will stop killing each other and work together to realize my unfinished dream..."

Zhang Jiuyang sighed deeply, his eyes filled with hope.

Ao Li nodded repeatedly, then looked at Yue Ling and said, "I won't call you a violent girl anymore. Let's make peace."

"Hehe, who cares what you call me?"

Yue Ling had a hard mouth but a soft heart. Although she said this, her voice became noticeably softer.

After a pause, she glared at Zhang Jiuyang and said, "Don't think I don't know what you are up to. Your dirty thoughts... are clearly written in "Jin Ping Mei"!"

Zhang Jiuyang was startled, then looked at Yue Ling meaningfully and said with a smile: "So Madam has secretly read it in private."

Yue Ling was slightly startled, avoiding Zhang Jiuyang's gaze, and said, "So what if I've seen it? I'm just... a little curious."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled, and when he saw Yue Ling pressing the handle of the Dragon Bird Sword in anger, he quickly shut his mouth.

The atmosphere of fighting and killing from before was completely gone. After this experience, the three of them seemed to have a unique tacit understanding, and no one took the initiative to mention the previous incident.

Ah Li was stunned watching from the side. With a bump on her head, she gave Zhang Jiuyang a thumbs up.

My ninth brother is so awesome!
Originally, she wanted to lend her pink coffin to Ninth Brother, but she didn't expect that Ninth Brother was so capable and somehow made the two sisters-in-law live in harmony.

If you have this ability, you must find more sisters-in-law for Ali in the future!
……

After returning to Yue Mansion, Zhang Jiuyang was preparing to go into seclusion to prepare for the upcoming Yellow Spring Banquet, but Yue Ling suddenly said something that surprised him.

"Zhang Jiuyang, if you can come back safely... I will no longer interfere in your affairs with Ao Li, and she and I will not fight again."

Zhang Jiuyang was cheered up, looking at Yue Ling, feeling a little touched.

She is a woman of her word, and she keeps her promises. The reason she made such a promise was simply to motivate him to overcome the difficulties.

Ao Li was not good at speaking, he just glanced at Yue Ling and said, "Me too."

"Haha, with a wife like this, what else could a husband ask for?"

Zhang Jiuyang looked at them deeply, as if he wanted to engrave their appearance in his mind, and then slowly closed the door with a firm gaze.

No matter how dangerous this Yellow Spring Banquet is, he must make it through and survive!
Otherwise, he would not be able to enjoy the happiness of having many wives just when he saw it, which he could never accept.

At the same time, his fighting spirit was ignited in his heart.

Tianzun, I am finally going to fight you face to face.

……

Inside Mount Yamafu, in front of Huashou Gate.

Tianzun was still quietly comprehending this sect. His eyes beneath the mask were as deep as the abyss, as if there were countless stars circulating in them, trying to see through some secret.

At this moment, the mountain gate opened.

There are only two people who can come here, one is Xuan Su and the other is Zhuge Yu.

"My Lord, I am back."

Zhuge Yu walked in and bowed very respectfully.

Originally, he was following the instructions of Tianzun to find the whereabouts of the imperial seal, but suddenly he received a notification from Tianzun and hurried over.

Tianzun did not turn around, but said calmly with his back to him: "The Yellow Spring Banquet will begin soon. This time, all ten Heavenly Stems will gather together."

Zhuge Yu's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Tianzun, my father has already told us who the spy is. Do we need to..."

He stretched out his hand and gestured at his neck, his eyes showing murderous intent and a hint of excitement deep in his pupils.

If that spy died, perhaps he could take his place and become the new Heavenly Stem in the underworld!
Tianzun did not give a direct answer to this, but simply said: "Be prepared to appear at this Huangquan Banquet."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yu was very excited and said, "I obey your command!"

After he left, Xuan Su appeared silently and said in a serious tone: "Master, Zhuge Yunhu's words may not be credible. Could he be trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

Tianzun smiled faintly, and after a long time, his voice sounded slowly.

"He can't borrow my knife."

"This Huangquan Banquet should be very lively. Xuansu, who do you think is the traitor?"

Xuan Su shook his head and said, "I don't know who the traitor is, but I know..."

"Anyone who betrays their master will not have a good ending!"

……

(End of this chapter)