The God and Buddha are actually me

Zhang Jiuyang has met many practitioners since he traveled through time, but this is the first time he has seen anyone carrying so many magical weapons with him.

And it's not an ordinary magic weapon. Under the eyes of the Dharma Master, Mrs. Shen's body was shining with dazzling golden light from head to toe. Every magic weapon was a rare treasure.

She didn't walk fast, but every step was very steady. Although she was seventy years old, her face was rosy, her skin was translucent, and there were almost no wrinkles visible.

Her silver hair was neatly combed, and she was wearing a purple phoenix, orchid, and musk cloud hairband. She was elegant and magnificent. Even though the years have left traces, you can still tell that she was once a beauty who was famous for a while.

In fact, the story of Mrs. Shen back then was indeed a legend.

The old lady had a smile on her face and a kind temperament. She sat down at the main seat and scanned the guests with her deep eyes. When she saw Yue Ling in women's clothing, she was slightly distracted for a moment.

Finally, the old lady's eyes stopped on Zhang Jiuyang, she looked up and down, and showed a bright smile.

Their eyes met, Zhang Jiuyang nodded quickly to show respect.

At the same time, his eyes also noticed the old man in white who was following the old lady. This man had a clear face, bright eyes, and a light yet long breath. He was obviously a monk with profound magical power.

"That's Grandpa Wang. He is cultivated in the four realms. He is infatuated with my grandmother. He voluntarily refused to marry for the rest of his life. He stayed with my grandmother and protected her for decades."

Yue Ling sent a message and introduced the old man to him.

"Actually, besides Grandpa Wang, there is also Grandpa Zhao, who is also a fourth-level cultivator. He has followed my grandmother for decades. By the way, he was sent to Qingzhou just yesterday."

"The other master of weapon refining is also deeply in love with my grandmother. It is said that he went to the East China Sea this time to find a piece of meteorite iron for my grandmother to use in refining a protective magic weapon. However, he may have been delayed by something, so he hasn't done anything yet. return."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

After a long silence, he asked: "Don't these grandpas... be jealous?"

Yue Ling seemed to be puzzled by this problem and said: "In my impression, their relationship is quite good. They have agreed on who should accompany grandma when, and they don't fight or compete. "

Zhang Jiuyang was silenced once again.

He looked at the kind and graceful old man and couldn't help but admire him.

In a feudal dynasty similar to ancient China, being able to open a harem as a woman in a grand manner, and all of them were monks, shows its charm and methods.

When he has time, he must ask for advice.

No other purpose, just curiosity.

"I would be very grateful to you for being willing to come to the birthday banquet."

On the main seat, the old lady's voice was loud and resonant, as if she had an invisible aura, which instantly silenced the entire banquet.

Someone wanted to chime in and say a few nice words, but she waved her hand to stop them.

"God has the virtue of good health. On the day of your birthday, rather than being extravagant and wasteful, it is better to serve the country and the people."

The dragon-head crutch in her hand tapped the ground lightly and said: "The harvest in Qingzhou this year is not good. There are droughts in Gongchen, Lingzhao, Fengle and other places. There are also locusts. The people are displaced and miserable."

"So I want to discuss something with you. All the birthday gifts you gave me today will be converted into gold and silver. I will buy 200,000 shi of grain and send it to Qingzhou overnight to help the government in disaster relief."

"Of course, two hundred thousand dan of grain is not a small sum. All shortfalls will be made up by the Shen Family Trading Company."

"What do you think?"

The banquet fell into a brief silence, and many people were shocked by this generous gesture.

That's two hundred thousand dan of grain, enough to feed 20,000 people for a year. In addition to the price of the grain itself, there is also the shipping fee, which is another huge expense.

Although the birthday gifts they gave were expensive, they were nothing compared to this huge expense.

With a wave of her hand, the old lady smashed out a mountain of gold.

The Yangzhou prefect immediately stood up and made a toast, saying: "Old Madam, you are so righteous. This move will definitely save countless lives, and your merits will be immeasurable!"

The others also toasted and talked happily.

Mrs. Shen responded one by one with tea instead of wine, and finally called the housekeeper to whisper something. A strange look appeared in the housekeeper's eyes and he hurried away.

She laughed loudly and said: "Everyone, your birthday gifts will be exchanged for food, but there is one gift that I want to keep for myself out of some selfishness."

Hearing this, many people couldn't help but look at Sun Mingyu.

Most of the things given by others were worldly things, no matter how precious they were, the old lady was not surprised. It seemed that only those worldly treasures given by the young master of Wanfu Tower could make her heart move.

Sun Mingyu also sat upright, showing a hint of a smile.

Soon the housekeeper ran over with a large bag of snacks and respectfully handed them to Mrs. Shen.

"What I want to leave behind is this gift."

She looked at Zhang Jiuyang and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiu, can I open it and have a taste?"

Zhang Jiuyang was a little flattered by this kind name. Like a student who was called on by the teacher in class, he quickly straightened his back and said: "Of course."

The old lady opened the oil paper and her eyes moved when she saw the deep red pastry inside, which seemed to bring back some distant memories.

"It turns out to be Dingsheng cake, Xiaojiu, you are interested."

She explained: "When I just took over the Shen family, I was at the end of my rope and heavily in debt. There were very few people following me and I didn't even have enough to eat."

"I remember that I went out to pick osmanthus flowers, beg for rice and noodles, and made this Dingsheng cake with my own hands, so that everyone could fill their bellies. The word Dingsheng was also my belief and commitment at that time."

She took a sip, her eyes lit up, and she said with a smile: "Good craftsmanship, Xiaojiu, where did you buy it?"

"I didn't buy it, my sister-in-law made it myself."

The old lady was very happy when she heard this and said: "Okay, okay, tell your sister for me that I like this cake very much. Let her come over next time and let me see it in person."

Zhang Jiuyang couldn't help but feel a little funny as he felt the vibration of the penis in his arms.

It turns out that little guy Ah Li has arrived a long time ago, and this winning cake can win the old lady's favor unexpectedly.

Sun Mingyu's expression on the opposite side was very bad and a little hot. He was ready to accept the old lady's praise just now, but he didn't expect that the rare treasure he gave him would be defeated by a mere piece of pastry?

The old lady looked at Zhang Jiuyang from time to time. The more she looked at him, the happier she became, making him a little restless.

The birthday banquet went on normally.

There was an endless supply of delicacies, and the dancing girls were even more beautiful and talented. Thirteen courtesans who were famous in Yangzhou all gathered together to perform songs and dances.

This is a feast for Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

As expected of the oiran, they all have their own merits, and each one is a beauty one in a million. Some dance gracefully like a giant, some Wu Nong whispers and sings intoxicatingly, some play the piano, compose music and sing songs, and some spit out lotus flowers and drink wine and compose poems.

Each has his or her own unique skills.

The most important thing is that Qing Yi is fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged, as if he has come to the land of daughters, and the room is full of makeup.

Even Sun Mingyu didn't care to peek at Yue Ling anymore, looking at the thirteen beauties with soft jade and soft flowers, she couldn't move her eyes away at all.

Zhang Jiuyang looked at it openly with a smile on his face.

The old lady smiled slightly when she saw this.

After the singing and dancing, a glass of wine was poured into the stomach.

The old lady looked at the guests who were all slightly drunk, and said with a smile: "Originally, the birthday banquet should have ended here, but this birthday banquet, I have other purposes."

Everyone suddenly became energetic after hearing this, especially the young men, whose eyes were filled with excitement.

"Recently, there are rumors that the reason why I held a big birthday party and invited strangers from all over the world was to find a husband for my disobedient granddaughter..."

Someone quickly echoed: "We know that they are all rumors. What is the identity of Yue Jianhou? How can we be wishful thinking?"

The old lady smiled faintly, her voice was calm, but the words she spoke made people uneasy.

"I would like to clarify that it is not a rumor."

She tapped the dragon-head crutch in her hand lightly and said with a smile: "I really want to choose a young and talented husband for Ling'er. She is already twenty-six this year. It's time for a male to get married and a female to get married. If it continues, , but she’s just an old girl.”

Yue Ling frowned and was about to speak, but Zhang Jiuyang gently pulled him back and shook his head.

She glanced at Zhang Jiuyang, and finally sat down honestly without saying a word.

After noticing this detail, the smile on the old lady's face became even brighter.

"My granddaughter has been pampered since she was a child. She is rebellious, wild-tempered, and doesn't like red makeup. Instead, she likes to wield swords and guns. Unexpectedly, she actually made some achievements, and the emperor personally named her Marquis of Minglie."

Although she was saying something bad about Yue Ling, the wrinkles on the old lady's face almost made her laugh, and her eyes were full of pride.

"I don't have a good relationship with her mother, and I don't want to be a high official, but my Shen family can't have no heirs. Back then, I was in poor health and injured, so I couldn't conceive any more children. Ling'er is my Shen family. The only direct bloodline."

As soon as the old lady ordered, everyone's eyes were already burning and their hearts were surging.

The wealth of the Shen family was spread throughout the world.

Not only worldly wealth, the Shen family also has its own treasure pavilion and elixir shop. Rare and rare treasures are often sold in the auction house, attracting many monks.

With her immense wealth, the Shen family has connections with many cultivating sects. The old lady is also generous and generous, and has helped many strangers. There are countless people in the world who owe her favors.

And as long as you marry Yue Ling, these will all be dowry.

Even if he can't be the head of the Shen family, his son in the future will definitely be able to sit in that position.

What's more, Yue Ling himself is also a stunning beauty in the world, and he is also a great monk in the fifth realm. He has a noble status and strong strength. Apart from being a bit domineering and powerful, he has no shortcomings.

Some people even like to conquer the rouge horse.

"Old madam, what are your requirements for choosing your grandson-in-law?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

The old lady smiled and said: "Ling'er is very ambitious. He doesn't like the talents and beauties. He only likes swords, guns, swords and halberds, or strange arts. Let's do it this way. All talents are under the age of thirty and feel that they have extraordinary abilities. If you like, you can come out and show your skills."

"As long as my Ling'er likes it, I, as a grandmother, have no objection."

Many people were moved after hearing this.

After a while, a man came forward with a sword and said: "My Excellency, Xie Xiaosheng, is known as the White-clothed Divine Sword among the people in the world. He has created the 7749-style Shadowless Divine Sword. I would like to ask the old lady and Yue to appreciate it."

He is a well-known hero with swordsmanship that is as fast as thunder. In the end, he used nine sword moves to cut a hair into nine pieces, which attracted a lot of applause.

The white-clothed Divine Sword looked at Yue Ling and said with a smile: "I wonder if the Shadowless Divine Sword below can still penetrate Miss Yue's eyes?"

Yue Ling didn't speak, didn't even raise his eyes, and slowly placed his jade hand on the handle of the Longque knife.

Draw the sword!

The cold light flashed, and then it was sheathed in an instant, so fast that people thought they were dazzled and had hallucinations.

It seemed that nothing had changed.

However, the white-clothed swordsman's face changed drastically, staring at a place in front of Yue Ling, where there was a fly crawling on the ground, its wings were cut into nine pieces, but it was not hurt at all.

"What's the big deal about cutting hair? For sword practitioners, cutting flies, gnats, and even moonlight is considered to have gained something real. Your sword intention is too complicated, so sharpen your sword well."

Yue Ling's voice was calm, but it hit the man's heart like a huge bell. He looked pale and dazed. He bowed to Yue Ling and then left sadly.

Then, another magician performed a good show. He threw chopsticks into the clear water and turned them into two black snakes. He stretched out his hand, and the black snakes spit out all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, which was very magical.

Yue Ling sneered and shouted softly, like thunder, the black snake turned into chopsticks again, and the gold and silver treasures turned into clay sculptures.

"It is difficult to achieve great things with unorthodox methods."

She was completely merciless.

Seeing this, Sun Mingyu, who was eager to try, did not dare to go up. Everyone could see that Yue Ling seemed a little angry.

For a while, no one dared to go forward and try.

At this moment, the old lady smiled faintly and turned to look at Zhang Jiuyang.

"Xiao Jiu, you come and try."

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