The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 95: The Wheel of Time, Worship the Dragon Girl

When Zhang Jiuyang saw the three words "Dragon King Temple", what came to his mind was the white dragon that summoned wind and rain in the clouds.

What amazing magical power was contained in that heavy rain that relieved the drought in Qingzhou.

Although he later went to inquire about matters related to the Dragon King Temple, he found nothing, and no one knew anything about the white dragon.

He also told Yue Ling about the incident of the white dragon creating clouds and rain. Yue Ling said that he would ask the Tianji Pavilion of the Imperial Observatory to investigate, but in the end the matter was left unresolved.

He had gradually forgotten about Bai Long's matter, but he didn't expect to see these three familiar words again today.

This Dragon King Temple is naturally not the one in Qingzhou City. I think it was because the Dragon King Temple was very famous back then and was worshipped in various places in Qingzhou.

"Get in quickly!"

At the loud urging of the head, the two men and one ghost stepped into the Dragon King Temple.

It was similar to the Dragon King Temple in Qingzhou. It was very desolate inside, with weeds growing in the yard and mold spots on the walls.

The statue in the temple is more dilapidated and smaller than that in the Dragon King Temple in Qingzhou.

"Close the doors and windows!"

Zhang Jiuyang and others quickly closed the doors and windows, and the temple immediately became darker, and even the statue seemed a little creepy.

After entering the temple, the head seemed relieved.

"Boy, let me breathe, I'm almost suffocating!"

Zhang Jiuyang put the sack on the ground and slowly opened it.

He finally saw the true appearance of the head. It was a head that looked a little old, with sparse hair on top, revealing a bald scalp.

His face couldn't be described as ugly, but it wasn't good-looking either. His eyelids drooped, giving him a listless look.

Zhang Jiuyang could feel that he was a human and not a ghost, but the Yin energy in his body was even heavier than that of Ah Li. Moreover, only a head was left, but he could still speak. He was truly an extraordinary person.

The head took a few deep breaths of fresh air and said, "I feel better!"

Then he looked at Li Yan and said, "Li Lingtai, you should be at the fourth level of refining great medicine."

Li Yan nodded silently, but the tip of the gun was pointing at his head. He would immediately draw his gun if he saw any abnormal behavior.

The head didn't care and smiled, "That's good. People who refine great medicines have magical powers in their blood. Even the best cinnabar in the world can't compare to it. It's most suitable to use it to write the "Wheel-Turning Sutra."

Then, while reciting scriptures, he asked Li Yan to bite his fingertips and write the so-called "Wheel-Turning Sutra" on the walls, doors and windows.

"The netherworld is the underworld of the earth. There are gods in the sky and ghosts on earth, and the yin and yang rotate. Birds are born and beasts die, and they are male and female. Through endless cycles of birth and transformation, a girl becomes a boy..."

Only after the walls, doors and windows were all covered with scriptures did the head begin to explain.

"This 'Church-Turning Sutra' was written by the Holy King of the Chakravartin in the underworld. He was once the Lord of the underworld, in charge of the cycle of life and death, but later he suddenly passed away for unknown reasons, and his body turned into underworld mist."

"But this 'Wheel-Turning Sutra' still has some effect on those ghost soldiers. It should be able to hold them off for a while."

Zhang Jiuyang was moved when he heard this. There were ten ghost kings on Mount Yamafu in the underworld who had sworn brotherhood and agreed to come to the mortal world to fight each other. In the end, except for the traitor Yinshan Ghost King, the other nine ghost kings and the reincarnation of the Ming King died together.

At that time, he still felt strange. Why would the so-called ghost kings, rather than gods, dominate the underworld?
Now it seems that some major change must have happened in the underworld back then. Even the King of the Wheel of Life and Death, who was in charge of the cycle of life and death, passed away. This led to chaos in the underworld and the rise of the Ghost King.

But whose head is this?

Why does he know so much about the affairs of the underworld?

At this moment, Li Yan suddenly said, "The Wheel of Revelation is a secret scripture passed down by the Yin people. He was beheaded by the Yin soldiers and knew so much about the Yin court. It must be in Qingzhou..."

His eyes moved slightly, as if he had guessed the identity of the head.

"According to the records of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, there is a highly accomplished ghost walker hiding in Qingzhou. He calls himself Second Master and has unfathomable powers. He is the leader of the ghost walker lineage of the modern era."

"Our people tried to contact that Second Master many times, but he was hard to find, like a dragon that was nowhere to be found, so in the end, nothing was done."

After Li Yan finished speaking, he stared at the head quietly and said, "I didn't expect to see that Second Master in this situation."

Hearing this, the head sighed and said, "The Imperial Observatory is indeed the Imperial Observatory. Yes, I am that Second Master, but I am not as powerful as you say, otherwise I would not be left with only a head."

Ah Li's eyes lit up when she heard that, and she said, "Bald old man, are you also a ghost walker?"

The head immediately became angry.

"First, I'm not bald. I still have hair around my head. Can't you see that, little ghost girl?"

"Second, I'm not a grandfather, I just look old, I'm only 37 years old!!!"

Zhang Jiuyang was a little bit unbelievable when he heard this. Thirty-seven years old?
I think people would believe you if you said you were 73 years old.

"Hmph, it's just that as a Yin person, he has been dealing with the dead and Yin soldiers for many years, so his life span is naturally shortened, so he looks a little bit older."

"But my dad isn't bald, and he doesn't look old, right?"

Erye got angry and shouted, "I'll say it again, I'm not bald, I have hair!!"

As he spoke, he tried to shake his bleeding neck, and a few sparse white hair fluttered in the air, and a few strands of hair fell off.

"I'll tell you again, the more powerful the ghost walker is, the more death energy is in his body, and the more his life span is lost, so he naturally looks older!"

The implication is that your father's cultivation is not up to par.

Ah Li suddenly realized: "So that's how it is, no wonder you're bald at the age of 37!" Second Master: "..."

After a moment's silence, he became so angry that his face turned red. He opened his mouth and was about to bite Ali, but Ali easily grabbed his hair and swung it around in her hand.

"Bald old man, do you want to play with Ali?"

"Ali likes playing with you."

Second Master: “*&**#%￥###…”

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't bear it anymore and asked Ali to let him go.

Er Ye looked at the fallen hair on the ground with distress. Just as he was about to say something, his face suddenly changed slightly and he said, "The ghost soldiers are chasing us!"

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a strong cold wind suddenly blew outside the temple. Looking through the gap in the window, he could see that the hazy white fog had spread, and the shadowy figures inside were all ghost soldiers in armor and armed with sharp weapons.

There seemed to be quite a few generals in golden armor, as well as evil spirits wearing black robes and holding chains.

However, these ghost soldiers seemed to be wary of this temple. Before they reached the place where the scriptures were painted, they hesitated at the gate and did not dare to approach.

The Second Master said calmly, "This Dragon King Temple once enshrined an old Dragon King who was about to become an immortal. Although the old Dragon King has fallen now, his descendants are still around and have become quite successful."

"She lives in Yunmeng Lake, 300 miles away from Luotian County. But the dragon girl is too low-key and doesn't pay much attention to the incense of the world, so not many people know about it."

After a pause, he sneered and said, "The people of Luotian County are blind to the true God. They organized a parade and celebration, but ignored the most powerful one."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved.

Dragon Girl?

This means that the white dragon he saw last time should be the daughter of the old Dragon King.

"Mortals have no eyes, but these ghost soldiers can smell the scent of gods. No matter how dilapidated this temple is, in their eyes it is far more intimidating than those magnificent temples."

"But we can't hold out like this for long. The ghost soldiers won't give up."

Sure enough, not long after, those ghost soldiers seemed to have made up their minds. The dark fog spread over the gate, but was blocked by the scriptures written in blood on the temple door.

The Wheel of Scripture seemed to have some kind of magical power. When the dark fog drifted in, it emitted golden light and isolated it outside.

In an instant, the army of ghost soldiers let out a series of roars, as if they were angry and humiliated.

boom!
Outside the temple, there was a strong wind and dark clouds covered the bright moon, making the sky and the earth dark.

The power of the Yin soldiers continued to attack the dilapidated temple, but each time they were blocked by the scriptures that were emitting golden light, like a reef standing in the waves.

However, Zhang Jiuyang keenly discovered that the golden light flowing on the scriptures was gradually weakening, and the doors and windows were rustling, as if they would be opened at any time.

Dust kept falling from above, and the ground was shaking slightly.

It was a terrifying feeling, as if a giant was shaking the house and trying to uproot it.

"Don't panic, the highlight is coming!"

The Second Master seemed to have it all planned out. He smiled confidently and said, "Hurry up and burn some incense for the Dragon Girl, and ask her to show up and help fight off these ghost soldiers. As long as she's here, we should have no problem holding out until dawn."

From his words, he expressed his great confidence in the dragon girl.

Li Yan questioned, "You said that the dragon girl is different from her father and doesn't care much about the incense and offerings from the world. If that's the case, can burning incense move her?"

The Second Master smiled smugly upon hearing this, and said proudly, "It's definitely not possible if someone else invites me, but I, the Second Master, met the Dragon Girl once by chance, so we have some friendship. If you burn incense in my name, I believe she should give me some face."

There were still some incense sticks in the temple. Li Yan picked up one and lit it, then wrote down the second master's date of birth on a piece of yellow paper and lit it in front of the shrine.

The Second Master said respectfully: "Chen Er, the ghost from Luotian County, asks the Dragon Girl to show up and help..."

As he finished speaking, a strange scene happened.

The burning incense suddenly went out and broke into several pieces with a snap, while the yellow paper with the second master's birth date turned into flying ashes and finally fell to the ground, forming a line of words.

"Don't disturb my sleep."

The confident smile on Erye's face froze instantly.

For a moment, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

"Bald old man, you guys don't look familiar~"

Ali finished off the attack.

This time, the Second Master didn't care about the word bald. He looked like a bereaved man with a gloomy expression and a look of despair.

"It's over, it's over..."

If the Dragon Girl is unwilling to help, then they will not be able to survive until dawn.

All efforts were in vain.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang coughed and said, "How about... I give it a try?"

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(End of this chapter)