The God and Buddha are actually me

Seeing Yue Ling's solemn look, Zhang Jiuyang nodded.

In fact, he also knew how attractive the "Tao Te Ching" was to Taoist disciples. Once this scripture was published, I'm afraid that the Taoist sect in this world would have a big earthquake.

One day, he would carry forward the classics of the saints of the past lives in this world, so that people here can see the Taoist style of Chinese civilization.

To carry on the unique learning of the saints.

But that would be based on Zhang Jiuyang's invincible cultivation, enough to look down on the heroes and cover the sky with one hand.

Now he is just a man who is guilty of possessing a treasure.

Seeing him nod obediently, Yue Ling breathed a sigh of relief and then cared about his condition.

"You look very tired. Is your soul damaged?"

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said, "It's not damaged, but it's too much. I'll take a nap later. Just read some scriptures..."

He frowned and said, "If I can't improve my soul, I'm afraid I'll be stuck here, unable to move forward or backward, which is equivalent to being blocked from the road ahead."

He is in a very embarrassing state now.

He has already carved the first four chapters of the "Tao Te Ching", but he got stuck at the beginning of the fifth chapter. He couldn't carve the words after "Heaven and Earth are Unkind" no matter what.

Even after using the Sleeping Dragon Pill to restore his soul, it was difficult to continue.

Because the strength of the soul is there, he couldn't carve the words behind. The only way is to improve the soul!

"But your soul is far beyond the same level. Few people in the five realms can compare with you. Even if it is a natural treasure, it will be of limited help to you. How to improve your soul without improving your cultivation?"

Yue Ling obviously saw the key to the problem.

Zhang Jiuyang now seems to have fallen into an unsolvable trap.

His Yuanshen has been enhanced by the Lingguan Tianyan method and the Tongming Jianxin, and it is already very powerful. If he wants to continue to improve, he must break through the realm.

But to break through the realm, he must first improve his Yuanshen, so as to complete the key step of opening the sutra.

Deadlock.

"I will help you pay more attention to the elixir that helps the Yuanshen, but there is little hope, because at your current level, the effect of elixir is very limited."

"The best way is to practice the secret art of Yuanshen, and the grade of this secret art must be very high, even higher than your Tianyan..."

Yue Ling felt very tricky, but still said: "Don't worry, there is always a way, if it really doesn't work..."

She slowly raised her eyes, but didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"If it really doesn't work, do you want to persuade me to cut off my arm and open a useless sutra?"

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed, and he said the second half of the sentence she didn't say.

The so-called opening of the useless sutra is a helpless move made by those who can't bear the power of the true sutra and are about to break during the opening of the sutra.

That is, deliberately write the wrong words in the true scripture, causing the power of the true scripture to be greatly weakened, so that the golden elixir can be preserved.

The advantage of doing this is that you can successfully break through to the fifth realm.

The disadvantage is also obvious. The spirituality obtained by the golden elixir is limited. The holy fetus nurtured in the future will be very weak and easily become a dead baby. Even if it is successfully born, the magical powers obtained are also very limited.

But no matter what, at least there is still a glimmer of hope.

"Is the Chunyang Palace going to be completed?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly changed the subject and asked.

Yue Ling was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Grandmother is very concerned about your affairs. The construction of Chunyang Palace has not been delayed for a day, and it should be completed now."

Zhang Jiuyang immediately felt relieved and a smile appeared on his face.

"That's good. I feel dizzy now. I'll take a nap first. Yue Ling, you don't have to stay for me. Just let A Li out."

"No, you go to sleep. I'm just going to review "Zhong Kui Catches Ghosts"."

Yue Ling walked to the window, took out the book she carried with her, lit a candle, and began to read.

Seeing Zhang Jiuyang's calm look, she knew that this guy had already found a way to deal with the current problem.

He always has various ways to find a new way and turn bad luck into good luck.

Therefore, Yue Ling was no longer anxious, but had the leisure to read novels.

Zhang Jiuyang slapped the dragon-binding rope on his waist, and the golden belt flew out automatically, turning into a golden gauze, floating in the void.

He lay on it, bent his arms and pillowed, posing the posture of the Sleeping Dragon Skill, but did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, he quietly looked at Yue Ling who was reading under the candlelight for a while.

The female general, who was as agitated as thunder, showed a rare tranquility at this moment, and her delicate and handsome face was even more charming under the light.

Although she didn't know how many times she had watched it, she would subconsciously clench her fists when she saw the exciting part, and watch it very seriously and attentively.

Zhang Jiuyang watched for a long time before he couldn't stand the increasingly surging fatigue and sleepiness, and fell asleep with the Dragon's Heart Method.

In the quiet room, the sound of even breathing soon sounded, which was as continuous as a deep valley and as faint as a long wind. The fire was subtle, and he had gradually realized the wonderful purpose of the Great Stasis and the True Vacuum.

Yue Ling couldn't help showing surprise when she heard the breathing sound like a dragon in the valley.

She looked at the sleeping Zhang Jiuyang. With her eyesight, she could naturally see that the other party was practicing a very profound and mysterious sleeping skill.

Between breathing, the spirit did not wander outside, and the air did not leak out. The surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy seemed to be attracted by it, and kept pouring into his body with his breathing.

She stared for a long time, then smiled slightly and turned back to read.

The candle burned quietly, drops of oil fell and condensed on the table, and the night was getting darker and darker.

But she didn't feel lonely at all.

In a trance, it seemed as if she had returned to the time when her younger sister was still alive. At that time, she practiced her marksmanship in front of her younger sister's door every night, and it was the same feeling.

Her younger sister was weak and sickly, timid and afraid of the dark. She could only fall asleep peacefully when she heard her practicing her marksmanship outside, and she would only stop practicing her marksmanship and sleep with her marksmanship against the willow tree outside after hearing her younger sister's even breathing.

The starry night was like water, and the moonlight was bright, just like outside the window at this moment.

…

I slept alone at noon.

The golden sunlight sprinkled on Zhang Jiuyang's face, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then slowly opened.

His eyes were not confused just after waking up, but were full of energy and bright.

The Zhelong Gong had a miraculous effect on healing. After just one night, the loss of his soul had basically recovered, and he became energetic and high-spirited again.

"Yue Ling——"

He subconsciously called out Yue Ling's name, but found that the room was empty and there was no Yue Ling.

Strange, where did she go?

Zhang Jiuyang got up and pushed open the door. The sun was dazzling and the sky was cloudless. It was a very bright sunny day.

"To beat eggs, you have to crack the shells first. Sister Ming Wang, why did you crush the eggs again?"

"Use chopsticks to stir evenly. No, you should be gentler. The bowl broke..."

"Cooking requires the right temperature. It's too small now. Make it bigger--"

Boom!

The roar of the flame suddenly sounded in the kitchen, followed by the sound of the iron pan shattering, and then black smoke filled the air, and two figures rushed out of the kitchen.

"Sister Ming Wang, why are you so stupid? A Li won't teach you anymore~"

Little A Li's face was black, like a cat, and even the pink apron was stained black. She pinched her waist, and only her eyes were still bright.

But before she could complain a few words, her ears were lifted up by a hand.

Yue Ling was wearing a red slim-fitting robe, with her long hair tied into a high ponytail. She looked neat and capable, full of heroic spirit, and her facial features were extremely handsome, but her snow-white skin was stained with a touch of black soot.

She held the burnt spatula in one hand and grabbed Ah Li's little ear with the other hand. She raised her sword-like eyebrows and sneered, "It's obviously you who taught me badly, and you dare to say I'm stupid?"

Ah Li was about to cry out of grievance. When she saw Zhang Jiuyang coming out, she immediately seemed to see a savior and shouted, "Brother Jiu, take care of your wife!"

"Ahem, the child is still young——"

Yue Ling glanced coldly.

"If jade is not polished, it will not become a useful tool. The child should be beaten as soon as possible, the sooner the better!"

Zhang Jiuyang quickly changed his tone.

This Ah Li almost made me stand in the corner as punishment.

However, when he saw the spatula in Yue Ling's hand and the soot on her face, Zhang Jiuyang also knew what she wanted to do.

The dignified Ming Wang, the eldest daughter of the Duke's Mansion, actually cooked for him with her hands that were good at wielding swords and guns. Although she failed miserably, she was very moved by the kindness.

Zhang Jiuyang walked over slowly.

Yue Ling knew she was in the wrong, so she lowered her eyes and looked at the charred and softened spatula in her hand. She curled her lips and whispered, "Cooking is much harder than practicing martial arts. I can even use the Overlord Spear, but this spatula is very annoying--"

The voice paused.

Zhang Jiuyang stretched out his sleeves to help her gently wipe the pot ash off her face, and then took the deformed spatula and smiled, "You are good at fighting, but I am good at cooking. Watch me."

"Actually, I can do it..."

She said no, but her body handed over the spatula honestly. It was obvious that this cooking experience had hit her hard.

She would rather go in and out of the magic cave and kill seven times than stay in the kitchen for a while.

Zhang Jiuyang flattened his sleeves, pinched the Taoist formula with his hands, blew gently at the kitchen full of black smoke, and muttered something in his mouth.

"Xuan Guang, Xuan Guang, respectfully inform all directions, those who should leave should leave, and those who should come should go. All things have spirits, and they are supported by generations. The house gods return to their positions, and the outsiders stay away!"

The next moment, a mysterious light rippled from his fingertips, and then turned into countless crystal light spots, scattered in all directions of the kitchen, and fell into various objects.

Then a magical scene appeared.

The originally scattered things in the kitchen seemed to have life, and began to automatically fly to their original positions. In a short moment, everything became in order.

Even the iron pot that was blown up was as new as before.

Then an even more magical scene appeared.

Zhang Jiuyang stepped forward and smiled at a series of kitchen utensils such as pots and pans: "You are already mature kitchen utensils, you must learn to cook by yourself."

The next moment, the kitchen knife automatically cut the vegetables, the chopsticks automatically beat the eggs, the firewood burned itself, and the spatula was ready to cook.

Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar were eager to try.

This magical scene made Ah Li's eyes widen.

Kitchen... cooking by yourself?

Even Yue Ling showed a strange look, very interested. This spell is not very useful in combat, but it is of great help to the life of a cultivator.

"This is called Xuanguang Jingzhai Fa, a small spell of Yuding Palace. It is used to invite the house god of the house. It is very convenient to live after learning it. I will teach you in the future."

Zhang Jiuyang looked at Yue Ling and smiled.

"And me, I want to learn it too!!!"

Ah Li quickly gathered her hands together.

"Okay, I will teach you both."

Zhang Jiuyang took Ah Li with one hand and Yue Ling with the other, watching the ingredients flying around in the kitchen, frying, stir-frying and boiling, and the aroma of the food soon spread.

Well, it really has a bit of fireworks.

The main house.

Nine dishes filled the table, the aroma was fragrant, and there was also the rice wine that Ah Li brought back, which was very rich.

Every dish is delicious, as good as a chef.

Xiaoyu is a demon after all. Although she was seriously injured during childbirth, she finally got better after two days of recuperation and was able to get out of bed.

She held the child and toasted Zhang Jiuyang with tea instead of wine.

I don't know why, but Zhang Jiuyang always felt that she looked at him and Yue Ling with strange eyes.

"My benefactor, I will toast you again. If it weren't for you, my husband would have died in Guifei Ridge long ago, and my child and I would not be alive until now. You are the great benefactor of our family of three!"

Zhang Jiuyang was not polite and drank the wine in the glass generously.

"My benefactor, this child came into this world because of you, why don't you give him a name?"

Xiaoyu suddenly pleaded.

"Name..."

Zhang Jiuyang looked at the baby boy in her arms, and the other party was also looking at him. There was curiosity in her clear big eyes, and she reached out to touch Zhang Jiuyang.

However, before his hand touched Zhang Jiuyang, the Dragon Binding Rope and the Evil-Slaying Sword felt the slight demonic aura at the same time and trembled slightly.

The little boy was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand and looked at Zhang Jiuyang timidly.

"Although it is a skeleton, it has a human body. His birth is not easy. There may be many ups and downs in the future. I just hope that he can always keep a pure heart and be carefree."

"Let's call him Wu You."

Zhang Jiuyang thought about it seriously and named this special little life.

Xiaoyu and Dashachun looked at each other and were very happy. They kept calling their son Wu You and Xiaoyou.

"Benefactor, are you willing to accept Xiaoyou as your apprentice?"

Xiaoyu said with expectation. As a mother, she had to consider the future of her child. Now she also knew that someone was plotting against this child behind the scenes. The only one she could rely on was the powerful Zhang Jiuyang.

If the child could worship the benefactor as his teacher, he would be truly worry-free in the future.

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said, "I have no plans to accept a disciple for the time being. We will discuss this later."

After a pause, he looked at the worried Xiaoyu and suddenly smiled, saying, "Don't worry, with this Yue Ming Wang here, no one dares to touch your family of three in Jizhou."

Yue Ling glanced at him, sighed helplessly, and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of this matter."

Xiaoyu was overjoyed instantly. As a monster, she knew Yue Ling's power too well. The word Ming Wang made countless monsters terrified.

The atmosphere suddenly became happy and full of laughter.

But at this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded.

"Did you ask for my opinion when you named me?"

The laughter choked, and Zhang Jiuyang's pupils condensed.

The baby boy in Xiaoyu's arms sat up at some point, with a strange calmness on his tender face, staring at Zhang Jiuyang.

……