The God and Buddha are actually me

The moon is bright and the night is quiet.

Under the locust tree, there is a lonely grave, and no one would have thought that the person buried here would be Zhang Jiuyang, who had just become famous and brilliant not long ago.

No matter if you are an emperor, a general or a genius, after death, you will only be a pile of yellow earth and a pile of lonely graves.

Of course, Zhang Jiuyang is not dead yet. He is in a critical stage of practicing sleeping skills and has entered a very deep state of concentration to fight against the remaining Yin thunder power in his body.

Originally, he had gradually achieved results and controlled his injuries, but the evil spirit in the mountain secretly did something to cause him to be buried alive underground.

This move is not to be underestimated.

Although his breathing in the sleeping skill is slow and long, like a hibernating turtle or snake, he still has to breathe, and can only last for one hour at most.

After one hour, if he cannot expel the old and take in the new, then his sleeping skill will be broken, and not only will he be unable to suppress his injuries, but he will even be backfired.

By then, he would be suffocated to death in the ground, ending his life in such a humiliating way.

Even his soul and golden elixir after death would be taken away by that evil spirit...

Although Zhang Jiuyang was practicing sleeping skills at this moment, he still had a trace of consciousness. He was aware of the danger he was about to face, and he was anxious and his heart was unstable.

But the two magic weapons he used to protect himself were now dim, as if they were under a sorcery and could not respond to his call for the time being.

What should he do to survive?

Zhang Jiuyang thought hard, but he couldn't think of any way.

The magic weapon was suppressed, A Li disappeared, Qing Ji didn't bring it with him, and he was sent to deliver a letter. Yue Ling didn't know when he would arrive.

Really isolated and helpless.

Time passed little by little, and half an hour later, Zhang Jiuyang began to feel suffocated, his chest was like a squashed ball, and his old injuries began to ache.

He had completely come out of the state of sleeping, but his body was still seriously injured, and his limbs were in great pain. It was difficult for him to move his fingers, let alone break out of the ground.

A trace of despair emerged in Zhang Jiuyang's heart.

At this moment, he could not think of any way to save himself. It seemed that the only way waiting for him was to wait for death.

But even if he died, he would not let the evil spirit have an easy time. Even if he turned into a fierce ghost, he would fight with the other party again!

Zhang Jiuyang was determined in his heart. Even though he had the will to die, he did not give up on himself, but still ignited his fighting spirit.

If he could kill this evil spirit, at worst he would switch to ghost cultivation and become a ghost immortal in the future. I just don't know if it would affect the visualization map...

Wait, visualization map!

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt a shock in his heart and found that he seemed to have overlooked something. He did not seem to be alone.

The soul sank into the spirit platform, and he saw the visualization map in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

After absorbing many incense offerings from the world, the Taoist with a sword in the picture looked more and more elegant and lively, and his clear and bright eyes seemed to be staring at Zhang Jiuyang.

Just like a living person.

Lü Dongbin's flying sword cuts the dragon!

Without any hesitation, he sent a call for help to the visualization picture.

Before in Penglai, he forcibly activated the sword of Zhuxian, causing his soul to be severely damaged. Lü Zu guided him to practice sleeping skills to restore his soul.

This seemed to be another trick. He did not teach him the method directly, but let him experience it first.

As the visualization picture kept changing, he also discovered a hidden rule.

It seems that the more powerful and powerful the gods in the visualization picture are, the more obvious their autonomous consciousness is, and the less they are bound by the rules.

When visualizing Zhong Kui, except for the fact that the other party gave him a Duchang God King Talisman when he invited the god to descend to the world, he did not get any additional benefits.

But when it comes to the visualization of Wang Lingguan, the other party will intentionally pull him into the illusion when bestowing the inheritance, and secretly teach him the fire talisman of Master Sa.

As for the current Chunyang Emperor, he even guided him to practice sleeping skills to heal his injuries when the incense was not yet ready, almost openly exploiting the loopholes in the rules.

"Disciple Zhang Jiuyang, I am in a great disaster and will be buried alive. I beg the Chunyang Emperor to save me. In the future, I will build a temple for the Emperor, spread the incense, do more good deeds, and save the people..."

Zhang Jiuyang silently requested in his heart.

Bound by the visualization map, the gods from the earth could not help him directly, but with their magical powers, it should not be difficult to help him resolve the crisis at this moment.

He recited it three times in a row in his heart.

The visualization map just hung quietly in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness without any reaction.

And Zhang Jiuyang has reached his limit at this moment, his lungs seem to explode, his face has turned iron blue, and his lips are purple.

Under the loess, he trembled his fingers with difficulty, trying to pinch the earth escape formula.

If he could perform the earth escape technique among the thirteen forms of escape, he could also be like a fish in water underground and not suffocate to death.

But unfortunately, although he had tried his best, the severe pain and stiffness all over his body made it impossible for him to use the formula.

The last attempt also failed.

After all his efforts failed, Zhang Jiuyang was relieved.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, he looked at the visualization map without any complaints, but bowed.

In any case, the visualization map helped him too much. Without the visualization map, he would not have achieved what he has today.

After he died, if he had not fought against the evil spirit, he hoped that the visualization map could find another destined person.

If I get it, I am lucky, if I lose it, I will die.

After experiencing the Yellow Millet Dream, his state of mind has indeed improved a lot compared to before, becoming more open-minded and transparent. Even in desperate situations, he can abide by the heart of Taoism and let it go calmly.

Zhang Jiuyang no longer hesitated and prepared to exit the sea of ​​consciousness.

But at this moment, his eyes blurred, as if he saw the Lv Zu in the visualization picture moved.

No, it was not blurred, Lv Zu did move, but the speed was very fast. He pinched the Tao seal with his hand and pointed at a distance, but not at Zhang Jiuyang, but at the Huangquan Order in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In a trance, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to see that Lv Zu blinked at him with a smile of expectation.

But the next moment, everything returned to normal.

The visualization picture was still quiet. Lv Zu in the picture held a whisk in one hand and touched the sword on his back with the other hand. Where was the Tao seal?

It seemed that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

And Zhang Jiuyang was still facing suffocation and was on the verge of suffocation.

Did I see it wrong?

Zhang Jiuyang was in self-doubt, wondering if he was hallucinating when he was dying.

But then, the Huangquan Order in his mind suddenly shone brightly and trembled.

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked, and then he was excited and ecstatic.

The Huangquan gathering is about to begin!

But according to his previous experience, the Huangquan Order will take at least two or three days to open, and now it is opened in advance.

Under the soil, his body gradually disappeared.

"Disciple Zhang Jiuyang, thank you Emperor Chunyang for saving me!"