The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 617: The Secret of Slaying the Dragon, Huangquan Acquaintance

When the immortal gets angry, heaven and earth lose their color.

The Jade Emperor Mountain, originally a famous Taoist mountain, was shrouded in clouds and mist, and had an ethereal aura. But at this moment, it was covered in flying sand and rocks, and the sky was dark.

Even some people who have practiced pupil-enhancing techniques cannot see through the confrontation inside at this moment.

In an instant, all the real people raised their eyes, including the master of Taiping Temple who had been reading a book, and now showed a look of interest.

clank!

Master Linghui of Shuiyun Sword Temple sat cross-legged with her sword eyes grim, and the sect's treasured sword clanged on her knees, as if it could sense the murderous intent in its owner's heart.

The head of the Corpse Driving Mountain, Taoist Youyun, also had a flickering look in his eyes, and one hand reached for the storage jade pendant on his waist.

Taoist Fang Yuan picked up a chess piece as white as jade.

For a time, except for Yue Ling, Yimei Zhenren and Tongji Monk, most of the Zhenren were ready to make a move.

But at this moment, a bell rang.

There was a strange look in the eyes of all the real people.

The yellow sand dispersed and became calm. A figure fell from the sky and landed on the ground in a mess. Only half of the bone staff was left in his hand, and he wailed incessantly.

This is... defeat?
The dragon-slaying old man was defeated so quickly that they didn't even have time to take action.

Previously, the dragon slayer wanted to subdue the black dragon before Zhang Jiuyang could react, but unfortunately he failed. Unexpectedly, a moment later, he himself experienced the same experience.

It's just that the object became himself.

In sharp contrast to the dragon-slaying old man was Zhang Jiuyang, dressed in spotless white. He landed gracefully on the ground with a cute baby girl in his arms. His clothes fluttered in the wind, and he looked relaxed and at ease.

It seemed as if the terrible yellow sand that just covered the sky was just a wisp of dust that could be dispersed with a flick of the sleeve.

Zhang Jiuyang shook the half-broken bone staff in his hand and threw it to Ao Ya.

Roar!
Ao Ya's eyes lit up, and with a dragon roar, he flew into the air, bit the half-broken bone staff, and began to grind his teeth.

It was holding a bone in its mouth with a very happy look on its face. It didn't look like a dragon at all. If you didn't know it, you would think it was a dog.

Even Zhang Jiuyang was ashamed.

He also didn't expect that Ao Ya wanted this bone staff to grind his teeth. Fortunately, Ao Li was not there, otherwise after seeing this scene, he would have to become a "Dragon Subduing Arhat".

"I lose, you can kill me or chop me up as you please!"

The dragon-slaying old man was quite tough, but there was still a hint of fear in his eyes as he looked at Zhang Jiuyang.

At that moment just now, he felt that he was not facing a sixth-level immortal, but the will of heaven, the unattainable will of heaven!
The yellow sand magical power that he was so proud of couldn't do anything to him.

And that terrifying golden body destroyed his magic staff in an instant. From beginning to end, he had no power to fight back.

What made him even more terrified was that Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have noticed something.

……

"You have integrity, and you are a good man. In this case, I will not force you to change your name. However, when you meet my wife and..."

Zhang Jiuyang glanced at Ao Ya who was gnashing his teeth on a bone, and coughed, "You need to stay away from my sister-in-law."

The dragon-slaying old man was about to retort, but when he saw Zhang Jiuyang's deep eyes and the red-gold vertical lines between his eyebrows that exuded a mysterious aura, his heart suddenly choked and he lowered his head.

He definitely found it!!
What should I do? Hey, please say something. If he spreads this, I won’t be able to walk out of Yuhuang Mountain alive!!!
The dragon slayer kept calling out in his heart. After an unknown amount of time, a voice sounded faintly in his heart.

"Why are you shouting? If the other party wants to kill you, do they need to disclose our identities?"

"He has seen it, but he didn't say anything..."

The voice paused, and said with some doubt: "Strange, just now in the yellow sand, he clearly wanted to kill you, but after sensing my presence, he put away his killing intent."

"Could it be that my fame has spread to Daqian, and even he is afraid of it?"

The dragon slayer: “…”

As soon as Zhang Jiuyang sat down at his seat, Yue Ling quickly hugged Xiaoyue over and glared at him.

"If you want to hit me, then hit me. Why take my daughter with you?" She held her children in her arms and didn't dare to give them to Zhang Jiuyang anymore.

"Isn't this just letting her have some fun? Look how happy she is smiling."

The little moon said nothing, just spit out the sand in its mouth.

Zhang Jiuyang: “…”

"Master, that old dragon slayer... seems to be a little strange."

Shao Yun suddenly whispered.

"You noticed that too? Not bad."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled approvingly, and was very appreciative of this disciple's cleverness.

Hearing these words, Yue Ling did not show any surprise, but instead showed an expression of "as expected".

"I saw something was wrong when Ao Ya broke through. Zhang Jiuyang, your target is the old dragon slayer, right?"

She knows Zhang Jiuyang too well.

Zhang Jiuyang has a sharp mind, but he is definitely not an arrogant person who would not start a fight just because he doesn't like a name.

Moreover, Ao Ya is innocent and naive by nature. If he hadn't received Zhang Jiuyang's order, how could he have joined in the rain-praying festivities?

So the answer is obvious. Zhang Jiuyang deliberately sent Ao Ya to pray for rain in order to provoke the dragon-slaying old man to take action, and then take the opportunity to fight him.

It seems that there is something about the old dragon slayer that makes him very concerned.

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and said, "There is another soul hidden in him, a soul that we are all familiar with."

After a pause, he smiled and said, "Detective Yue, why don't you take a guess?"

"If you guessed correctly, I will be responsible for bathing the children, changing their diapers, cooking, and teaching them. As their mother, you only need to teach them martial arts."

Yue Ling was very moved. Although it was her own child, her scalp tingled when she thought about these things.

His hands, which could wield the Overlord Spear without leaking any water, seemed unable to penetrate even an embroidery needle.

"What if I lose?"

Zhang Jiuyang smiled faintly and said something through voice transmission.

In an instant, a layer of blush quickly appeared on Yue Ling's handsome face like white jade, and it was a red temperature visible to the naked eye.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

She glared at Zhang Jiuyang, and then knocked on the head of her sleeping son.

The little guy opened his ignorant eyes, and his big black and white eyes looked at his mother innocently and blankly.

"Daddy is a bad man, he only thinks about bad things, little sun, you must not learn from him in the future!"

Zhang Shouren: “…”

After an unknown amount of time, Yue Ling finished her thoughts, looked at Zhang Jiuyang, and softly uttered a name.

"The seventh heavenly stem of Huangquan, the demon king of Bei Liao?"

hiss!
Zhang Jiuyang took a breath and looked at her in disbelief.

Can you guess this?

Yue Ling smiled slightly and said, "Don't forget what I do. Although the Dragon Slayer doesn't live in Bei Liao, he has a special relationship with Bei Liao. And in Bei Liao, he is the only person that you and I are familiar with and care about."

"Tsk tsk, it seems that your loyal little brother is not so loyal after all. He came to Daqian but didn't even pay homage to you, the Yama?"

She said with a half-smile.

……

(End of this chapter)