The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 537 Taoist Priest Descends from the Mountain
Roar!
The dragon's roar was vivid, and a dragon's shadow flashed through the clouds and disappeared in a flash.

The dragon has its head but not its tail.

After a moment, the white dragon transformed into a figure and landed beside Zhang Jiuyang. He was wearing a snow-white dress, his hair was like a waterfall, his figure was slender, and every inch of his skin was as bright as moonlight.

"Sir, thank you for what you did just now."

She looked at Zhang Jiuyang with her glass-colored pupils, and there was a hint of strangeness in the depths of her eyes.

Every time he came out of seclusion, Zhang Jiuyang would give her a surprise. Now he was completely unpredictable to her.

Not only is it impossible to see through, even the true dragon's keen spiritual perception can sense a faint sense of oppression.

You know, she is now at the peak of the sixth realm!
Zhang Jiuyang looked at her with gentle eyes. He gently held the soft and boneless cold jade hand and played with the slender and soft fingertips.

"Thank you for your hard work during this time."

It's easy for him to be a hands-off boss, but Ao Li has to silently support the entire Longhu Mountain behind the scenes.

"It's not hard. Ao Ya can speak a lot now, and his intelligence seems to have improved a bit."

Speaking of this, her eyes lit up and she looked at Zhang Jiuyang tenderly.

After obtaining the visualization diagram of Kangjin Star Lord, Ao Ya's symptoms of mental retardation gradually improved. Things that he could never be taught before, he could now learn very quickly.

This is all thanks to Zhang Jiuyang.

"We are one family, so why should we have different opinions?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, then took a step forward, gazing intently at the nearly perfect beauty under the moon.

"Ma'am, I have a suggestion."

"What proposal?"

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Next year is the Year of the Dragon. How about we... give birth to a dragon baby? That way Xiaoya will have a companion."

Ao Li was startled, feeling Zhang Jiuyang's somewhat fiery gaze, her snow-white skin inexplicably hot, but her legs under her lotus skirt were slightly raised, and there was a hint of anticipation in her heart.

"I wanted to, but you... don't seem to be able to..."

Zhang Jiuyang was immediately furious and said, "Don't talk nonsense. It's not that I can't do it, it's that our cultivation base is too high and the probability of conceiving a child is too low. This is not my problem!!"

One of them is a human and the other is a dragon. It is not easy for them to have offspring, not to mention that they both have such high cultivation bases. You must know that the higher the cultivation base, the more difficult it is to conceive offspring.

"Last time at the Yue Mansion, who slept on Ling'er's bed for several days in a row?"

Ao Li recalled that wonderful experience, there seemed to be ripples in her glass-colored eyes, and there was a hint of indescribable charm in her ethereal voice.

"But I'm still not pregnant, husband, you're not good enough to have a baby."

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly discovered that some anger could not be cut off even by the Tiandun Sword Technique.

He picked up Ao Li by the waist, took a step and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, and appeared in his room the next moment.

"I just don't believe in evil. If the probability is not enough, I can make up for it with quantity!"

"Fight for three hundred rounds first!"

……

The tent is warm in the spring night, and the lotus is crying at night.

Three days passed, until the New Year's Day, when Zhang Jiuyang opened the door, removed the formation, and walked out of the room feeling relaxed and in high spirits.

After smoothing his clothes, he met Ah Li head-on.

"Brother Jiu, Happy New Year!"

The little girl was dressed in red, with two buns tied in red silk, and a lotus mark on her forehead, looking exactly like Nezha, the Third Prince.

He would extend his hand first when they met, staring at Zhang Jiuyang's wallet with sharp eyes.

"It's been a year since the New Year, and you're already ten years old, but you're still so greedy for money."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and gave her a gold ingot. Ah Li made a face at him, and then excitedly wanted to go into the room to look for Sister-in-law Dragon Girl.

But the next moment, Zhang Jiuyang pressed his head and drove him out.

"Your sister-in-law is tired. I'll give you her share."

Zhang Jiuyang took out another gold ingot, and Ah Li left contentedly to show off to Ao Ya.

The disciples in the distance had smiles on their faces, each holding a bowl of steaming dumplings, laughing and chatting while eating.

Most of the families with relatives have gone down the mountain to celebrate the New Year. Those who stay on the mountain are either too far away from home or are alone. But in Longhu Mountain, they are not alone.

They will also hold a bonfire party tonight, and many disciples will go up to demonstrate their magic, or compete with each other.

Zhang Jiuyang quite liked this atmosphere, but looking at the dumplings in their hands, he couldn't help but think of his first year in this world.

At that time, he was in the Shen Mansion in Yangzhou, listening to the hustle and bustle outside, standing alone in the yard, as if the whole world was incompatible with him.

It was Yue Ling who brought him a bowl of dumplings and took him out for a walk.

At that time he had Yue Ling to accompany him, but now it is New Year, who will accompany Yue Ling?

Is she safe in the capital?

Zhang Jiuyang was a little distracted. At this moment, a yellow figure came riding on the wind. It was Qingji who came to deliver a letter.

"Master, a letter from the mistress!"

He sent a thick stack of letters.

Zhang Jiuyang first praised it, and then opened the letter and started reading.

The letter was full of good news and no bad news, as if everything was fine and there was no trouble. It also kept reminding him to practice hard in Longhu Mountain, not to be impulsive, and to teach his disciples well.

It's like a virtuous wife giving repeated instructions to her lazy husband.

Looking at these words, Zhang Jiuyang sensed something was wrong. Yue Ling had a heroic and magnanimous personality, so when did he become so long-winded?

It seemed as if they were afraid that he would come to Beijing.

"Is Ling'er okay?"

He asked Qingji.

Qingji nodded immediately and said, "The mistress is fine. She often sleeps after being confined by the emperor. Oh, by the way, her confinement ended yesterday. She is preparing to deal with the thief who pretended to be Lu Zu and has made some progress."

After a pause, Qingji seemed to remember something, and took out a note from his arms and handed it to Zhang Jiuyang.

"Master, this was given to me by Grandpa Zhuge when I was about to leave the city gate. He seemed to know that I was going to deliver a letter, so he waited there and asked me to pass it to you."

Zhang Jiuyang raised his eyebrows. Zhuge Yunhu?

It seems like there has been no news of him for a long time. According to Lao Gao and Li Yan, Senior Zhuge's old injury relapsed as soon as he returned to Beijing, and then he went to recuperate. He even refused to see Yue Ling and was extremely low-key.

But he was waiting for Qingji?

Zhang Jiuyang unfolded the note, and then his heart was shocked, shock appeared in his pupils, and then a hint of ecstasy flashed across his eyes.

There were only four words written on it.

"The dragon and tiger are pregnant."

……

That night.

Amid the bustling New Year atmosphere, a black carriage quietly drove out of Longhu Mountain and headed towards the capital.

The one driving the cart was Shao Yun. Although he was only two months old, he had grown a lot now and looked like a heroic young man of thirteen or fourteen years old.

Ah Li sat beside him, swinging her feet in boredom, then lifted the curtain, looked at Zhang Jiuyang who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, and asked, "Brother Jiu, why are we going to the capital all of a sudden?"

She still wanted to stay on the mountain and perform a 360-degree turn.

Zhang Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes and smiled faintly.

"Don't you always complain about the lack of suitable weapons? In Journey to the West, where did the Monkey King get the golden cudgel?"

Ah Li immediately raised her hand and said, "Dragon Palace! Dragon Palace in the East China Sea!"

After a pause, she said dejectedly: "But there is no Dragon Palace in the East China Sea..."

Otherwise she would have killed him long ago.

Shao Yun seemed to be thinking about something, and said, "Master, do you mean... Daqian Palace?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, and there seemed to be a soul-stirring power in his calm voice.

"I've heard for a long time that the Daqian Palace armory houses the world's most powerful weapons and blades. The emperor is always enthusiastic and will surely not let us, the master and his disciples, return empty-handed."

……

(End of this chapter)