The God and Buddha are actually me

"Quick, keep adding firewood!"

In a secret room in Shen's Mansion, the servants kept throwing locust wood and peach wood into the bottom of the alchemy furnace. The flames became more and more intense and ignited. The red fire snakes spread around and burned the black iron to black.

When the heat was right, Yue Ling waved her servants to leave. Wearing bright light armor, she stood guard in front of the alchemy furnace, her eyes like swords and her heroic appearance.

Looking at the blazing flames, a trace of worry appeared in her eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but knock the cauldron with her scabbard.

"Are you still alive?"

The next moment, a man's voice sounded from the alchemy furnace.

"It's okay, the stove is already hot, and then firewood won't work anymore, so we have to use sky fire."

If the group of servants heard it just now, they would definitely be shocked. What was being refined in this cauldron was not a pill, but a person?

Moreover, the stove was already blazing with flames and extremely hot, but the man said that it had just heated up and the flames were even more powerful.

It's simply appalling.

Yue Ling did not show any surprise. She took out the fire talisman Zhang Jiuyang had given her before, took out one and threw it into the fire.

The next moment, the flame jumped up like boiling oil, and the color of the flame continued to deepen, with a hint of gold.

Yue Ling, who practices the "Thunder Fire Sutra of the Three-Era King Vajra Bright King", can clearly feel that as the fire talisman burns, the spiritual energy from heaven and earth rushes in quickly, causing a strange change in the flame of the alchemy furnace.

From ordinary fire, it became a special kind of spiritual fire.

The flame had a Taoist charm, the aura of pure Yang, majestic and unparalleled. It was obviously the Taoist true fire, but she had never seen it before.

"It's not enough, please give me a few more."

Zhang Jiuyang's voice sounded in the alchemy furnace, and it was undoubtedly more solemn than the previous relaxed tone.

Yue Ling threw in three more fire talismans.

In an instant, the golden color in the flame became more and more intense, the heat wave rolled in, and the fire snake surged in, as if it had spirituality, it got in along the air vent of the alchemy furnace.

The entire alchemy furnace is like a huge fireball, and the temperature rises rapidly.

There was no sound in the alchemy furnace anymore, and it became very silent.

Yue Ling clenched the handle of the knife, ready to kick over the alchemy furnace at any time to save others.

…

hot!

It's so hot!

In the alchemy furnace, Zhang Jiuyang was wearing a water-fire Taoist robe woven with dragon gauze. This was a treasure that Yue Ling exchanged for him with his own good deeds. It could not get wet in water, would not burn when exposed to fire, and could resist ordinary weapons.

However, as Master Sa's fire talisman was burned, the power of the flames in the furnace increased rapidly, making the water and fire robe somewhat unable to withstand it.

Heat began to invade his limbs and bones, and his skin gradually became hot.

Fortunately, Zhang Jiuyang possesses the magical power of Yushu Sky Fire and has extremely high resistance to flames, so he can endure it. If it were anyone else, he would have turned into charcoal at this moment.

Not enough, this flame is still not enough!

The Lingguan Heavenly Eye Technique relies on the power of external heavenly fire to stimulate potential, and then uses righteousness, anger, and evil spirits as fuel to activate liver fire, kidney fire, and heart fire. Break open the dusty Third Eye!

But the pressure from the outside flames on him is not strong enough now. Even if there is an alchemy furnace to gather fire to make him angry, it is still far behind.

His magic power is undoubtedly vastly different from that of Sa Zhenren, and the fire talisman he wrote is naturally far inferior to the one that Sa Zhenren had back then.

So even if Yue Ling burned several in a row, the power of the flames was still far from enough to reach the level of heavenly fire.

Anger gathered in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes, he let out a low roar, and raging fire burst out from the pores of his body, merging with the spiritual fire of the fire talisman, causing the temperature of the entire alchemy furnace to soar again.

Yushu Skyfire!

Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, which sizzled when they fell on the bottom of the stove, and immediately turned into wisps of moisture.

The entire alchemy furnace, under the blessing of the two spiritual fires, has been burned into a hot red iron plate. If it were not made entirely of black iron and mixed with many precious metals that are resistant to burning, it would have been burned. melted.

But even so, the power is still not enough, and there is still a small step left!

"Yue Ling, use your Mingwang Golden Flame to help me again!"

He endured the burning pain and spoke out.

Yue Ling didn't speak for a while.

"Don't worry, I'm sure, this is just the first day, trust me."

A moment later, another kind of flame poured into the alchemy furnace. It was a pure golden flame that was extremely dazzling and domineering. It was not inferior to Zhang Jiuyang's Yushu Heavenly Fire.

Taoist True Fire, Yushu Heavenly Fire, and Mingwang Golden Flame, the three spiritual fires were combined into one. The temperature was so high that Zhang Jiuyang immediately screamed, and his skin felt like it was drying up quickly, as if his flesh and blood were about to evaporate.

However, he is also a very mentally tough person and can still maintain his sanity in such severe pain.

He tried hard to maintain the cross-legged posture, stretched out his somewhat stiff palms, and made the hand seals of the Lingguan Jue, then closed his eyes and concentrated, silently reciting the mysterious words in his heart.

"The fierce official god of the Nine Heavens dominates the Nine Heavens Court. He goes out and in the three realms, and his loyal ministers help the emperor. His brave body appears in golden armor, and his angry face contains the fire essence. His red robe is like lightning, and his green boots are walking on the ground. The dragon rope is belted with thunder and fire, and the wind and clouds surround his body. .To unite all the generals, the mighty Yaksha God..."

This is a verse from "The Taishang Yuanyang God Wushi Tianzun Speaks of the Train King Lingguan Sutra". The process of practicing the Lingguan Heavenly Eye Technique is really too dangerous. The protection of the Lingguan Jue alone is not enough. It also needs to be recited. This scripture.

Only in this way can we obtain the true spiritual protection of Lord Lingguan and survive this extremely difficult process.

Sure enough, as Zhang Jiuyang began to chant, the surrounding flames seemed to undergo some mysterious changes, and the fire snakes began to deliberately avoid his body.

The burning sensation seemed to have decreased a lot.

Wisps of heat continued to pour into Zhang Jiuyang's body, polishing his will and stimulating his potential. Zhang Jiuyang gradually fell into a magical state.

The mouth cannot speak, the eyes cannot see, the ears cannot hear, and the nose cannot smell.

It was as if he had been stripped of his five senses and plunged into eternal darkness. Even the flames from the outside world seemed to begin to disappear and he could no longer feel them.

I can only feel the heat rushing towards my eyebrows, but there seems to be a natural moat there, which has existed forever. It is as majestic as iron, and it remains unmoved despite the impact of the heat.

…

Outside the furnace, Yue Ling was wearing armor and pressing the handle of the knife. He was guarding in front of the alchemy furnace like a door god. His eyes were like a knife, forbidding anyone to disturb Zhang Jiuyang's practice.

She could hear that after the three fires merged into one, Zhang Jiuyang's breathing in the cauldron became rapid at first, but soon calmed down, and now he seemed to be asleep, long and long, like a deep valley.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that Zhang Jiuyang was not talking big words. He was indeed practicing and seemed to have entered the state.

Then what she has to do is to help him guard the gate and strictly prohibit anyone from disturbing him.

Once such a dangerous method is disturbed by external forces, even if the practice fails, Zhang Jiuyang will probably suffer severe backlash in an instant, and his life will be at risk.

Just like that, one day, two days, three days.

Yue Ling, wearing armor and carrying a sword, stood tall and tall in front of the alchemy furnace. He did not eat, drink, sleep or rest for three days and three nights.

Like a solitary pine clinging to the green mountains, it stands still and awe-inspiring.

At noon on the third day, a man suddenly broke in.

He also wore armor, had a tall figure, carried a demon-conquering pestle, had hair and beard like a halberd, and had a rough and heroic voice. He shattered the door lock with a wave of his hand and stormed in.

"Marquis Yue Jian, how long do you want to wait?"

"Although you are the person in charge of this case, I am also the deputy person in charge. You are hiding in your room refining elixirs instead of doing important things. I can't stand it anymore!"

Shen Tuxiong strode forward, but when he was about three feet in front of Yue Ling, he suddenly paused. His hair stood on end and he subconsciously made defensive movements.

That's murderous intent!

It's like a violent storm but it triggers no murderous intent!

Yue Ling slowly opened his eyes, with green hair flying in front of his forehead, as if he had transformed from a sculpture into a living person in an instant. His sharp eyes were like an unsheathed dragon bird sword, shining coldly on the snow, with murderous intent rising into the sky.

"If you take one step further, you will die."

Her jade hand holding the handle of the knife was slightly clenched, her green hair fluttering, and her powerful aura made the armor on her body tremble slightly.

It seemed as if the next moment he was about to draw his sword and kill someone, sacrificing blood to the sword.

The fire behind her became a little erratic.

Shen Tuxiong's pupils froze and he looked surprised.

Crazy, is this woman crazy?

She actually had murderous intentions towards herself?

Although the two had some differences of opinion in the past, and sometimes they even slapped the table and quarreled, the most they could do was learn from each other.

Once people of their level have murderous intentions, it would be a serious matter.

Shen Tuxiong stopped. To be honest, he was not confident that he could defeat Yue Ling. Although he was older than Yue Ling and had been a prisoner for almost ten years, Yue Ling had also stepped into the army a few years ago. Entered the fifth realm.

With her qualifications, who knows how much she has improved over the years?

"Yue Ling, calm down!"

Shen Tuxiong frowned and said: "You said before that you were going to Shenju Mountain to ambush Yama, and I was already prepared. But as the days passed, why didn't there be any follow-up?"

"Especially that Yama actually has the magical power of painting skin. How can we let go of such evil spirits?"

"Or are you, Yue Ling, really frightened by the Yangzhou Lantern Festival?"

He deliberately provoked the general.

But Yue Ling was not moved at all and said coldly: "I am refining the elixir. I will talk about this after the elixir refining is over."

"Alchemy?"

"Why haven't I heard that you can make elixirs?"

When did this woman, who was always only interested in fighting and killing, learn how to make alchemy?

Yue Ling stopped talking and flicked the handle of the knife slightly with his thumb.

With the clang of the sword, the Dragon Bird Sword revealed an inch of its edge, with red flame-like runes flowing on it. The energy of the sword was like a flood, surging like waves, making the red battle robe under her armor flutter like a flag.

"Go back first and wait for my order. Before that, no one is allowed to act rashly."

"This is a military order. Anyone who violates it will be killed."

Although her voice was not loud, it was as sonorous as iron and had an undeniable majesty.

Shen Tuxiong paused for a moment.

"Okay, you are the person in charge of the Yama Luo case. I listen to you, but I will report this matter to the supervisor and give you a copy!"

"Farewell!"

Shen Tuxiong snorted coldly, put away the demon-subduing pestle, turned around and left angrily.

Yue Ling stared at his back with deep eyes. After a long time, she slowly closed her eyes, as if she had become a statue again.

Two more days passed.

The fifth day.

Li Yan came here and asked about Shenju Mountain.

His apprentice Luo Ping died at the hands of Huang Quan's evil spirits. Even his former wife and children died due to the influence of Huang Quan's case.

Therefore, Li Yan couldn't wait to avenge this blood. His words were naturally not as domineering as Shen Tuxiong, but he also showed a bit of anxiety.

Yue Ling still gave the military order and asked him to go back and wait.

On the sixth day, Lao Gao came.

He collected a lot of information about Shenju Mountain and reported it to Yue Ling.

Lao Gao was indeed a capable person. He actually found the record of the corpse-reincarnation immortal in the ancient books and deduced that Shenju Mountain might be the cave of the corpse-reincarnation immortal, leaving a chance, so it was coveted by Yan Luo.

Although it is still a little far from the truth, for a Si Chen to be able to find this step is enough to show his ability.

Seemingly lazy, but wise and foolish, shrewd and capable.

When leaving at last, Lao Gao glanced at the alchemy furnace and suddenly asked: "Yuetou, have you seen Xiaojiu recently?"

"He has a flexible mind. I wanted to discuss some things with him, but I couldn't find him anywhere..."

Yue Ling looked up at him and said lightly: "I sent him to do a task. It will take a few days to come back. You go down first."

Lao Gao nodded and bowed and left.

Looking at his back, Yue Ling sighed softly, remembering the conversation between Zhang Jiuyang and her before entering the furnace.

"After the Yangzhou Rebellion, the spy must have paid close attention to your next move, wanting to know whether you would go to Shenju Mountain again, so..."

"Whoever comes to inquire about you may be a spy."

"What if all three of them come?"

"Then it depends on who comes last. The person who comes last is the most suspicious."

"Why?"

"Because in this line of work, you must be patient first. During the Yangzhou Rebellion, the spy should not have been difficult to guess that you have already doubted the inside."

"So at this time, he must have repeatedly told himself to be patient, be more stable, and don't reveal any flaws."

"Of course, the other party may also deliberately do the opposite. In short, if you want to make a final decision, wait until I come out of retreat and take a look with my eyes in person."

...

The seventh day.

The temperature of the furnace reached its peak on this day, and the whole room was covered with heat waves. Even Yue Ling, who had the magical power of fire, was wet with sweat at this moment.

But she remained motionless, and instead concentrated even more.

The last day was also the most dangerous day.

The flames had completely burned the furnace into a charred black color, and some parts even showed a tendency to soften. It can be seen that even a specially made cauldron could not withstand the burning of the heavenly fire for seven days and seven nights.

Time passed little by little, from Chenshi to Zishi, the night deepened, but the flames in the furnace became brighter and brighter, like a golden sun falling into the mortal world.

Yue Ling's eyes showed a trace of worry.

Since yesterday, she could not hear Zhang Jiuyang's breathing. She had also tried to sound out, but there was no response from the furnace.

It seemed to have been burned to ashes.

Time passed.

Yue Ling, who had always been calm and composed, could not help but hesitate at this moment, constantly turning her head to look at the cauldron, and the hand holding the handle of the knife became more and more powerful.

I don't know how long it took, with a cock crowing.

It was dawn.

Seven days and seven nights had passed.

A familiar voice rang in Yue Ling's ears.

"Stay away, I'm coming out."