The God and Buddha are actually me

After listening to Zhuge Yunhu's words, Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling looked at the mountains in the distance and didn't speak for a long time.

Dragons, immortals, Buddhas and ghosts gather together to protect the tomb in the mountain?

Zhang Jiuyang had some difficulty in imagining what kind of being could be worthy of such an astonishing handwriting at the time of burial.

In addition, he also realized something.

"This tomb should not be like this at first, but is constantly being improved. For example, this dragon's spine. If it is really the spine of the old Dragon King, it would only be a few decades ago."

Zhuge Yunhu nodded approvingly and said: "Yes, according to ancient records, the Corpse Jie Immortal should be a person from a thousand years ago. There is a huge difference between the two."

"Yinyang Lake has always been there, but the pagoda was built during the Linde period of the previous dynasty. It is said that an eminent monk from the White Horse Temple visited this place. He saw a ghostly atmosphere, and ghosts often escaped from the lake. Therefore, the tower was built to suppress it.”

Yue Ling's eyes flashed and he said: "In this way, this tomb did not have such a layout from the beginning, but someone perfected it little by little into what it is today."

There is no doubt that that person should be the one who killed the old Dragon King.

But there are also many things that don't make sense here. For example, the Painted Skin Master has been destroying the dragon veins for decades. Why didn't that person stop it?

I also want to complete this series of layouts. Could it be that that person has lived for a thousand years?

But in today's world, the road to immortality is blocked. Even if the eighth realm Chuyang Shen has a greatly increased life span, he will definitely not live for a thousand years.

Could it be that the person behind the scenes has become an immortal?

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head. It shouldn't be the case. If he really became an immortal, then this world would have been his for a long time. All the Dagan, Liao, Southern Xinjiang, and Western Regions would have to bow their heads and surrender.

"Why think so much? The secret of the tomb is important, but isn't the purpose of our trip for the Painted Skin Master?"

Just when Zhang Jiuyang was deep in thought, Yue Ling's cold and crisp voice sounded, like throwing gold and stone.

She put one hand on the handle of the knife and said: "Killing the owner of the painting right now is the most important thing we should do. As for the secret of the tomb, we can slowly investigate it later."

"Smart people like you often think too much."

Zhuge Yunhu nodded and said with a smile: "What Longhu said is true. There are many unsolvable mysteries in this world. It is useless to think too much. It is better to do the present."

Zhang Jiuyang looked at her bright, radiant eyes, full of confidence. The sword seemed to be able to cut through all the thorns in the world and carve out a bloody path.

No matter what secrets this tomb holds or who is buried there, it will not shake her fighting spirit.

This is the heart of a strong person.

"Xiao Jiu, please tell me, given the current situation, how should we plan to kill the painting owner?"

Zhuge Yunhu looked at Zhang Jiuyang with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

He had been silently observing this young man, and he seemed to see a familiar shadow in Zhang Jiuyang.

Zhang Jiuyang knew that Jian Zheng had already planned something in his mind, but he just wanted to test it.

He didn't speak in a hurry, but thought for a moment to make sure there were no mistakes in details before speaking slowly.

"Now we need to divide our forces into two groups."

"Oh? Which two ways?"

"The first way, and the most important way, is to work hard for Senior Zhuge to stay here and lay out a peerless killing array for the Painted Skin Master."

Zhuge Yunhu is best at the Qimen Dunjia technique. If he is given time to set up his formation in advance, he will have almost no opponents in the six realms.

Zhang Jiuyang naturally wanted to make reasonable use of this top combat power.

"Not bad, what about the second route?"

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed coldly when he heard this, and he said: "Yue Ling and I will go back to find the traitor and get rid of him. Otherwise, the news may be leaked, and Qin Tianjian's power cannot be mobilized with confidence."

"How long will it take you to find the traitor? The dragon energy here will dissipate in about half a month."

"Seven days."

"Seven days?"

There was a strange look in Zhuge Yunhu's eyes. Even he might not have the confidence to find the traitor within seven days.

Zhang Jiuyang said in a calm voice: "Seven days is enough, but I still need two days to do another thing."

"What's up?"

Zhang Jiuyang was silent for a moment before slowly uttering two words.

"Massacre the city."

Zhuge Yunhu remained calm and calm, but Yue Ling's eyes narrowed with a look of surprise.

"The paintings exposed at the Yangzhou Lantern Festival are the least important. This is his home base where he has been operating for many years. The owner of the paintings must have cultivated many paintings with important identities."

"In order to prevent his subordinates from jumping over the wall and trying to kill more innocent people, while you are getting rid of the owner of the painting skin, I will bloodbath Yangzhou City as Yama, find and kill all the painting skins hidden in it!"

Zhang Jiuyang never wanted to experience the tragic scene at the Yangzhou Lantern Festival again.

If the master of painted skin is really dead, his men may go crazy and then kill and retaliate against the Qin Tian Prison.

By then, I don’t know how many human tragedies will happen.

Zhang Jiuyang once said that blood debt needs to be paid with blood.

How to extinguish the anger in his heart without letting these painted skins bleed into rivers?

In addition, with his strength, it would be too reluctant to participate in the siege and killing of the Painted Skin Master, and it might even be a hindrance and become a breakthrough.

Zhang Jiuyang is very self-aware, so he said that he would divide his troops into two groups so that he could also play his role.

"In two days, can you find all the paintings in the city?"

Zhuge Yunhu frowned slightly. If someone else said this, he would definitely think it was a joke, but Zhang Jiuyang is the only person who has successfully penetrated into the underworld in so many years, and he will never talk nonsense.

"Two days is enough."

Zhang Jiuyang was decisive.

His confidence comes from the Lingguan Heavenly Eye Technique. If he can cultivate it in seven days, then he is confident that he can do it all.

"The Dragon Vein is about to collapse in half a month. The Painter Skin Master must also be aware of this, so he must be making preparations silently. We can't let him get his way."

"Nine days, nine days. After nine days, I will call the dragon girl and ask her to pull the dragon's veins. By then, the painting owner will definitely be shocked. Come and find out, and you can wait for the opportunity to ambush."

"When I receive the news of the attack, I will immediately start massacring the city. Both sides will attack together to eliminate the Painted Skin Master's forces in one fell swoop and complete the victory in one battle!"

To deal with such a deep-rooted force as the Painted Skin Master, if you don't take action, you must use force. Once you take action, you must completely defeat it with the power of plowing the court and sweeping out the holes. Otherwise, the snake will not die, and the consequences will be endless.

Zhuge Yunhu stroked his beard, nodded and smiled: "Yes, it lasts for nine days, which is not much different from half a month. The power of the earth's veins often changes, and a few days' error will not make him suspicious. This deployment, It is really the best policy to be meticulous and meticulous without losing the boldness.”

Yue Ling didn't speak, but smiled slightly, with clear eyes, as if he was proud.

"The only flaw is that the Painted Skin Master has hidden secrets in other state capitals, which are beyond your reach. I will help you make up for this."

"It's time to kill the big fish that I have raised for so many years."

Zhuge Yunhu counted with his fingers and said: "Then the period will be nine days. At midnight after nine days, if the seven stars are bright in the night sky, we will take action together. If the seven stars are obscure, it means something has happened and the operation will be cancelled."

Zhang Jiuyang secretly sighed that he was worthy of being the supervisor of the Qintian Prison, and he could actually use the stars as his nickname.

He and Yue Ling looked at each other, their eyes slightly agitated.

It’s finally time for the final showdown!

Whether the Painted Skin Master and his power can be wiped out in one fell swoop will be revealed in nine days.

"So, let's take action."

"yes!"

Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling were preparing to leave first, while Zhuge Yunhu took out the compass, formation map and formation flag, and began to set up the formation.

The nine days were very tight, and he wanted to set up a large formation that could kill the painting master. Even he did not dare to delay any longer at this time.

But when Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling turned to leave, Zhuge Yunhu seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiu, if this battle is successful, you will have accomplished an extraordinary feat."

"Although I can't openly ask for credit for you due to my status as Yama, there are some things I can still help you with."

"For example, I can personally teach you the Thirteen Form Escape techniques."

Zhang Jiuyang was delighted when he heard this.

The Thirteen Form Escape is an extremely profound and mysterious escape technique in the Taoist sect. It is also very precious in the treasure house of Qintian Prison. It requires a total of 30,000 good deeds!

Before, he was still worried about how he would redeem his good deeds, but Jian Zheng's words relieved his worries.

And it was taught by Zhuge Yunhu himself!

This is more valuable than simply exchanging the method. Although the time spent together was short, Zhang Jiuyang could already feel that the other party was a great monk with profound knowledge and profound Taoism.

Being taught and taught by such a senior is an opportunity in itself.

"Thank you, Senior Zhuge!"

Zhuge Yunhu nodded and smiled, then looked at him deeply.

"You said before that the merits and demerits of right and wrong should be left to future generations to comment on. I don't agree with this."

Zhang Jiuyang was startled.

"Gong is merit, and fault is fault. At least for me, they will not be confused, let alone black and white."

"The achievements in this world must be praised throughout this world. Otherwise, what's the point of waiting for people to die?"

Feeling the other party's expectant gaze, Zhang Jiuyang felt a little moved in his heart.

Not every high-ranking person has such courage. Jian Zheng's words are telling him that when the work is completed, he will not be wronged, let alone kill the donkey and hide the bird.

This is very important and rare for the insiders who break into the enemy camp anonymously.

"Thank you, Inspector!"

He bowed.

"Go ahead and do it. We old guys are still waiting for you to grow up and take my place."

Zhuge Yunhu's eyes swept over Yue Ling and Zhang Jiuyang, showing a look of satisfaction.

Both of them are talented, and what is even more rare is that they are both civilized and military, they share the same goals and have an irreversible friendship.

Their story had just begun, but it already reminded him of the encounter between the military god Yue Jingzhong and his ancestor Zhuge Qixing six hundred years ago.

Six hundred years later, two similar flowers seem to have bloomed in the world.

Fate is really wonderful.

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