The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 595: The Heavenly Master's Altar

"Zhang Jiuyang, don't be careless. Although you are now much better than before, you are not the only one who is making progress."

Seeing that he didn't seem to take it too seriously, Yue Ling immediately reminded him, "Since you successfully overcame the tribulation, for some reason, many cultivators who had been stagnant for many years have made great progress. It seems that they have suddenly become particularly... thriving?"

Zhang Jiuyang was slightly startled when he heard this.

"For example, Immortal Yimei of Feixian Cave seemed to have made further progress in thunder magic, and his disciple Taoist Xuanqing also broke through to the sixth realm. At that time, there was also a vision of a white snake swallowing the sun."

Hearing Xuanqing's name, Zhang Jiuyang remembered the old Taoist priest who had fought with him in Jizhou.

The opponent's White Snake General's magic was superb, but judging from the situation at the time, Xuan Qing was still some distance away from breaking through, so how could it be so fast?

"There is also the head of the Corpse Driving Mountain, Yin Chu Zhenren. He seems to have cultivated a very powerful zombie and made it kill a sixth-level demon king who had dominated the waters of Jingzhou for many years. He became famous."

"In addition, there is the sword energy rising into the sky from the East China Sea, a white rainbow piercing the sun, and flying stars and streams of light. It seems that the old sword god has made a breakthrough."

“Even the monk Tongji of Baiyun Temple has made great progress in his attainments in the Mingwang Dharma. His Vajra Dharma image has unfolded to a height of ten feet, like a miracle.”

Yue Ling talked eloquently, recounting the major events that had happened during this period one by one.

Although she did not go out of the house every day because she was about to give birth, she still kept an eye on world affairs and collected information for Zhang Jiuyang.

"In that case, something is indeed wrong."

Zhang Jiuyang realized the seriousness of the problem. It would be fine if only one or two people made a breakthrough, but after he made a breakthrough, so many masters in the world who had not made any progress for many years suddenly made progress.

This is no coincidence.

Zhang Jiuyang recalled the almost unruly heavenly tribulation he experienced when he broke through the realm and overcame the tribulation.

Then a strange look appeared on his face.

No way, is the destiny of this world still playing dirty tricks?

In order to stop him, he did not hesitate to divert most of his luck into the martial arts world, thus giving rise to many geniuses and top masters.

He had a strange feeling that the laws of nature in this world seemed a little... scared by him?

"It doesn't matter. I just thought the Luotian Grand Ceremony was a bit boring. Now it seems to be more interesting."

Zhang Jiuyang even felt a little excited.

After all, he is just a young man in his early twenties. Although he appears mature and intelligent, he still has the frivolity and recklessness of a teenager in his bones.

With all the heroes in the world gathered together, who could be our rival?

Becoming famous at a young age and having extraordinary skills, who wouldn't want to have a chance to compete with other heroes in the world?
And only by becoming the top of the list could he enter Qianling Mausoleum openly to look for the imperial seal and the files recording Zhuge's death.

The climate of Mount Longhu has already been formed, so how could there not be a Heavenly Master's seal to suppress the sect's fortune?

He had already memorized the method of refining the Yangping Zhidu Gongyin. Everything was ready except for obtaining the jade seal.

Therefore, regardless of his personal temperament or practical interests, he was determined to get the top spot in the Luotian Dajiao.

"Will the Taiping Monastery Master also participate this time?"

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't help but ask, he cared very much about the mysterious master.

"It should be. Not only the Taiping Temple Master, but also his disciples Fang Yuan and Gui Zhen will participate. Taiping Temple has made up its mind to fight for the position of the state religion this time."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, feeling a little pressure in his heart, and the sense of complacency brought by his improved skills also disappeared.

But more of it is the passion that is aroused.

God wants to stop me?
Then let me see where the limits of visualization are.

"Oh, there is one more thing. Shao Yun has fallen into enlightenment again. It seems that his third eye is about to be completely opened. He is currently in seclusion at the bottom of the lake."

"Retreat at the bottom of the lake?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked with some confusion: "Why must it be at the bottom of the lake?"

Ah Li immediately raised her hand and answered, "Because his body was getting hotter and hotter, his skin was red, and I kicked him into the lake. He even thanked me and said he felt much better."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes lit up slightly.

Indeed, the motivation brought by hatred should not be underestimated. Since coming out of the palace, Shao Yun has been practicing very hard, and his progress is the fastest among his three disciples.

Once he completely opens that third eye, Zhang Jiuyang's third eye will also be able to take a leap forward.

Sure enough, one person's practice can never compare to a group of people's practice. "Look at Shao Yun, then look at you!"

Zhang Jiuyang tapped Ah Li's head.

Ah Li made a face and snorted, "Isn't it that I am still taking care of my sister-in-law? Besides, Ah Li is not lazy. I recently studied the visualization diagram and I seemed to have dreamed of a lotus flower that grew three heads and eight arms!"

She said confidently, "I will definitely learn this magical power of three heads and eight arms before my sister-in-law gives birth, and I will teach it to my little nephew in person in the future!"

"It's my little niece."

Zhang Jiuyang quickly corrected.

He likes daughters, but A Li hopes that Yue Ling will give birth to a son, and the two often quarrel about this.

In fact, to determine whether the baby is a boy or a girl, one only needs to probe the baby's belly with magic power to check, but Yue Ling doesn't allow that. She doesn't care about the gender, so she simply doesn't allow anyone to guess. You will know naturally after the baby is born.

"Nephew, nephew, I want a nephew!"

Ah Li jumped up and hit Zhang Jiuyang's knee. Although she was small, she looked very aggressive.

Only with a nephew can she order him around at will, which is like having an extra younger brother. If it were a daughter, Ninth Brother would definitely treat her very dearly and would not even let her play.

Zhang Jiuyang sneered and was about to speak when he heard Yue Ling's voice ringing out.

"I'm tired and want to sleep for a while."

The two of them immediately stopped arguing and no one spoke anymore.

After a while, Yue Ling's breathing gradually became even and long, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Jiuyang gave Ah Li a look, and the two of them quietly left the room.

"Brother Jiu, I still feel that something is wrong with my sister-in-law. She is listless every day and even sleeps for ten hours a day!"

She sighed and said, "I can sleep even better than when Ah Li was alive..."

Zhang Jiuyang hit her hard, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

He had also noticed that Yue Ling was in low spirits just now. She seemed a little listless even when talking about business matters. That was why he deliberately bickered with Ali to make her happy.

"No matter what, we must ask Yousheng to come over!"

Last time I had a miscarriage, the doctor said there was a high possibility of premature birth. If you calculate the time, it might be within these few days.

To Zhang Jiuyang, no matter how important the Luotian Dajiao was, or how shocking the secrets in Qianling Mausoleum were, they were far less important than his own wife and children.

"I'm here to invite you to open the altar. I wonder if the Lord of the Mansion will give me some face."

He slapped the purple gold gourd, set up the altar, moved the statue of Goddess Yousheng, held the Pure Yang sword in his hand, and chanted the spell of the immortals of the three mountains and five peaks.

Jingle Bell!
He rang the Sanqing Bell, and under the magical power of the Emperor Bell, the sound of the bell seemed to pass through the barrier of Yin and Yang and fall into the underworld.

call! !

A cold wind blew, and the five-colored flags on the table fluttered with a rustling sound. The temperature around seemed to drop a lot colder all of a sudden.

The flame on the incense stick suddenly turned into a green color like a ghost fire.

The smoke from the stove floated up and covered the yellow talisman used to summon the gods.

This is rejection.

Any other magician would have given up at this moment, but Zhang Jiuyang remained expressionless. He held the Pure Yang Sword in his hand and tapped the table three times like a Tianpeng ruler.

"One strike will open the gates of heaven, two strikes will split the gates of the earth, and three strikes will bring the Goddess of Life to the altar!"

Boom!

Every time he knocked, it was like the sound of thunder, as if it shattered the doors of heaven and earth and released ghosts and gods from all directions.

This is to use the supernatural power to forcibly break the blockade of the underworld, bring the ghost gods to the human world, and make them obey orders under one's altar.

Although he is overbearing, with his current title as the ancestor of Longhu Mountain, he is qualified to do such things.

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(End of this chapter)