The God and Buddha are actually me

Huangquan, Mount Yanfu.

"Master, everything has been negotiated. They are really excited to hear that there is a secret of immortality in the Emperor's Scripture."

Xuan Su looked at Tianzun sitting high on the Jia-shaped throne, her voice was calm, as if everything was under her control.

Tianzun did not speak, but just quietly flipped through the "Emperor's Scripture" in his hand.

He has read this book many times, but still has not completely figured out the mystery in it. What did that person leave in the "Emperor's Scripture"?

"What is Yama's reaction?"

While reading the book, Tianzun asked aloud, his voice was deep and powerful, echoing among the mountains, with an inexplicable majesty.

Xuan Su didn't think about it, and said: "Although Yama is strong, he can't escape the temptation of half of the "Emperor's Scripture" and soon agreed. Now, the master's plan can finally be promoted."

The gathering of the ten heavenly stems should have been realized long ago in their plan, but they didn't expect the old ghost to suddenly fall and Yama to appear halfway.

As a result, a series of subsequent plans were also affected, but fortunately, after their secret promotion, they finally got back on track.

Tianzun smiled faintly and said, "Don't underestimate Yan Luo. Over the years, he is the only one who gave me a little surprise."

Xuan Su shook her head, not understanding why Tianzun paid so much attention to that troublemaker, and even had a hint of admiration.

Ten Heavenly Stems have changed over the years, but no one has ever made Tianzun have such an attitude.

"Master, I still don't understand why we have to give away half of the Emperor's Scripture that we worked so hard to get?"

In her opinion, half is still too much. Even if you want to attract and win over the Heavenly Stems, you only need to give away the opening chapter. Giving away half of it at once really makes her feel a little painful.

Tianzun closed the "Emperor's Scripture" in his hand, and after a moment of silence, he said eight words.

"If you take it in advance, you must give it first."

"I hope they won't let me down."

...

Zhang Jiuyang withdrew from the Yellow Spring Order.

He slowly opened his eyes with a sneer on his face.

Want to use half of the Emperor's Scripture as bait to collect the ten heavenly stems?

It is destined to be wishful thinking!

Yan Luo and the Painted Skin Master are both him, so as long as one of them is present, he can get the half of the Emperor's Scripture, and Xuan Su is destined to suffer a loss.

However, when the Emperor's Scripture was mentioned, he remembered the black tripod he saw in the Immortal Palace. The words engraved under the tripod should be the Emperor's Scripture.

His intuition told him that if he could get the complete Emperor's Scripture, it might be of great help to go to the Immortal Palace in the future.

"Zhang Jiuyang, what did Bai Niqiu say?"

Yue Ling's voice sounded. Seeing that Zhang Jiuyang was slow to speak, she frowned slightly and thought that Bai Niqiu had said something heartless.

Zhang Jiuyang did not hide anything and told what had just happened.

"Half of the Emperor's Scripture... It seems that Tianzun is also anxious."

Yue Ling's eyes were turbulent. Once people are anxious, they are prone to mistakes. Maybe they can find an opportunity.

"But there is one thing I am very curious about. Bai Niqiu is trapped in Penglai Palace at the moment. Can Huangquan Ling let her out?"

"If Bai Niqiu can't get out, even if you can get Yan Luo and Painted Skin to be present at the same time, you shouldn't be able to gather ten days of work."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and said, "This is also what I have been thinking about. I just contacted Ao Li and found that she didn't respond. Finally, there was a voice, but it seemed to be a... little girl's voice."

This made him feel very strange.

"What are you going to do for this Huangquan Banquet? Do you need me to cooperate in any way?"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said, "Let's fight back. The Huangquan Banquet should be in the next two days. Time is limited and there is no time to make too many arrangements. I am now thinking about only one problem."

"What problem?"

"Which identity should I use to attend the Huangquan Banquet this time?"

Yan Luo and Painted Skin, he can only choose one at present, and they cannot appear at the same time.

This is also his biggest drawback at present.

"I suggest Painted Skin."

Yue Ling said after thinking for a moment.

"Why?"

"Because it's time to lower the status of Yan Luo. Sometimes, too much prestige is not necessarily a good thing."

"Makes sense..."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded and smiled, "Besides, Yan Luo is not here, the two-faced Buddha can dominate the situation, and I can take the opportunity to find out more information."

"But Yan Luo doesn't participate, so we need a reason. Just say that his cultivation is about to break through, how about seclusion?"

Yue Ling asked.

Zhang Jiuyang slowly closed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. After a long time, he opened his eyes, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"This reason is okay, but it's not good enough."

"Yue Ling, what if Yan Luo is injured?"

Yue Ling was startled.

"If Yan Luo is injured, the two-faced Buddha will definitely be more unscrupulous, at least not as cautious as before, maybe we can find a flaw when we find an opportunity."

"But this is too dangerous."

Yue Ling frowned.

She understood Zhang Jiuyang's intention. He wanted the Imperial Observatory to attack Yan Luo so that he could be injured legitimately. However, she and the director of the Imperial Observatory were the only ones who knew Yan Luo's identity.

Others would kill him!

"You can't get a tiger cub without entering the tiger's den."

Zhang Jiuyang smiled, and then his expression gradually became serious. He said, "At the critical moment, I need you to stab me."

Yue Ling was stunned when she heard this, and remained silent for a long time before she said a word.

"Is it necessary to do this?"

"It is necessary."

Zhang Jiuyang said firmly: "The evil spirits in Huangquan are all old foxes, each one is more shrewd than the other. If we don't act real enough, we will definitely not be able to fool them."

"That's why I want you to stab me, because I don't trust others."

"Okay."

Yue Ling lowered her eyes and said only one word, but her jade hand holding the handle of the knife subconsciously clenched.

It is obvious that this knife also puts her under a lot of pressure.

"Of course, you can't take the opportunity to take revenge."

Zhang Jiuyang joked.

Yue Ling glared at him unhappily. It was such a serious topic, but this person was always so calm, as if it was not him who was about to be stabbed.

"Okay, then get ready quickly. I estimate that the Huangquan Banquet will start in less than three days."

"Okay, I will also practice my sword skills."

Yue Ling glanced at him as she spoke, and then suddenly drew the knife, and with a flash of cold light, the sword pierced through the bluestone on the side.

She sheathed the knife, observed the knife marks on the bluestone, and muttered to herself.

"Sure enough, after getting used to killing, it's really hard to avoid the vital parts. Judging from the distribution of the vital parts of the human body, this knife might pierce the left kidney."

Hiss!

Zhang Jiuyang took a breath of cold air, and his left kidney ached.

He suddenly regretted it.

"Ahem, Yue Ling, you must practice well, don't be lazy."

Yue Ling's eyes flashed a smile, and she stopped talking and turned away.

Looking at her back, Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and smiled.

He sat cross-legged, and his mind sank into the visualization of Lu Zu.

Fighting against Huangquan is important, but improving strength is more important.

Looking at the incense power constantly pouring into the visualization, Zhang Jiuyang's expectations are getting higher and higher.

It seems that he should be able to obtain the first inheritance of Lu Zu tonight.

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