The God and Buddha are actually me

It was night.

Zhang Jiuyang sat cross-legged on the futon in the room, specially burning incense and bathing, with a little excitement in his eyes.

Ah Li and Yue Ling were both outside the door to protect him.

Tonight will be a very important time. According to the speed of the incense burning, Lu Zu's visualization picture will be passed down tonight!

If this inheritance is Lu Zu's Tiandun Sword Technique, then his Yuanshen power will have an amazing transformation, thus completing the sutra, and rushing to the fifth realm in one go!

Whether it is a dragon or a worm, it depends on tonight.

Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath, calmed his inner excitement, silently recited the Tao Te Ching, and secretly prayed that tonight's inheritance would be Tiandun Sword Technique.

Just like that, I don't know how long it took, just when his state of mind became more and more peaceful and stable, his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shook.

In the Purple Mansion Spirit Platform, Lu Zu's visualization picture shone brightly, and the Taoist carrying the sword in the painting seemed to be about to walk out, his eyes were trembling.

Clang!

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly heard a sword sound in his ears, like the first cry of a golden crow, flapping its wings to patrol the sky, with golden light.

The Pure Yang magic sword behind the Taoist was slightly unsheathed.

Although it was only an inch, the rippling sword light almost dyed Zhang Jiuyang's entire sea of ​​consciousness into a golden color.

A vast and majestic consciousness descended, compared with Wang Lingguan, it was less violent and solemn, but more unrestrained and agile.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved, and he took the initiative to make a request.

"Disciple Zhang Jiuyang, I beg the Pure Yang Patriarch to teach me the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique to solve the calamity of cultivation, and point out the Tao Te Ching..."

According to past experience, the gods from China are easy to talk to him, as long as the request is not too excessive, they will generally satisfy it.

Sure enough, just after Zhang Jiuyang made his request, a sword sound rang in his ears again.

His clear sword heart trembled slightly, and then his eyes were in a trance. When he came back to his senses, he actually appeared between a piece of green water and red mountains, surrounded by mist, like a fairyland.

There was a cave in front of him, and the three words "Lv Xian Cave" could be vaguely seen.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes lit up. Lv Xian Cave was the place where Lv Zu practiced in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain in the legend. Could it be that he returned to Earth and came to Lv Zu's Taoist temple?

When he thought of this, his heart was agitated, and he opened his eyes to look around.

No, his eyes could only see the boundary of Zhongnan Mountain at most, and there was nothingness outside, as if this was not a mountain, but an isolated island outside the world.

It seems that this is not the earth, but a magical illusion created by Lv Zu with great magic power.

Zhang Jiuyang took a deep breath and slowly stepped into Lv Xian Cave.

From the outside of the cave, it seemed to be pitch black, but when he walked into it, he found that the deeper he went, the clearer the light around him became.

When he came to the living room in the cave, Zhang Jiuyang knew the source of the light.

It was a sword emitting a cold and bright light, hanging on the stone wall in the cave. The sword light shone from the gap of the scabbard, making the Lvxian Cave no longer dark.

Zhang Jiuyang looked around.

The furnishings in the cave were very simple, with a cushion, a medicine furnace, and a statue of Lv Zu.

Lv Zu was lying on the bluestone with his arms bent, as if he was asleep. His body was light, his expression was peaceful, and his spirit was full. Judging from his posture, it was the Sleeping Dragon Dan Gong.

Zhang Jiuyang was shocked when he first saw the statue, thinking that Lv Zu had appeared in person. When he found out that it was just a statue, he was a little disappointed.

He actually wanted to have a good talk with the gods in the visualization picture.

Why was he chosen, why did he travel to this world, and why did they help him so much?

Perhaps the only one who knew the answer was the god in the visualization picture.

Zhang Jiuyang knelt on the mat and bowed respectfully to the statue of Lu Zu. Whether it was Lu Zu's help to him or his actions to save the world, Zhang Jiuyang admired him very much.

"It is better to have no demons in your heart than to pray to God and Buddha."

A chic voice sounded, clear and gentle, bright and elegant, with a hint of a kind smile.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart stagnated, and then he raised his eyes suddenly, but found that the statue of Lu Zu was motionless, and the voice just now seemed like an illusion.

But he knew that it was definitely not an illusion.

Sure enough, the voice continued to ring in his ears.

"Zhang Jiuyang, you have a clear sword heart and can learn the Tiandun sword technique, but there is a level that you have been unable to break through, so it is difficult to comprehend the sword technique."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned. Is this the reason why Lu Zu summoned him? The other party has not passed down the Tiandun sword technique. Is it because he has not broken through an important mystery?

"Please enlighten me, Master Lu, which level I haven't figured out?"

Zhang Jiuyang frowned and kept reflecting on himself. He felt that it should be killing, violence, etc., because sometimes he was really murderous.

However, Master Lu gave an answer he never expected.

"Lust."

Zhang Jiuyang was startled, opened his mouth, and wanted to defend himself, but couldn't speak for a long time.

"The body of a beautiful woman in her twenties is like butter, and she carries a sword on her waist to kill ordinary people.

Although you don't see the head fall, you secretly make your bones dry."

Master Lu slowly recited the famous "Warning to the World" and sighed: "Zhang Jiuyang, you have a clear and spiritual bone structure, and you have the hope of becoming an immortal, but you can't see through the word lust."

"My magic sword cuts off nameless greed and anger, cuts off nameless love and desire, and cuts off nameless troubles. If you want to practice this sword, you must first cut off the love and let go of troubles."

"Zhang Jiuyang, are you willing?"

He was startled when he heard it, and didn't say a word for a long time.

Zhang Jiuyang remained silent. A heroic figure emerged in his mind. It was Yue Ling holding a spear, wearing a golden armor and red robe. He was not good at speaking, but always silently guarded by his side.

And another figure with white clothes more beautiful than snow, with a fairy-like aura.

She stepped on the green water of Yunmengze with her bare white lotus feet, and quietly played the jade flute under the bright moon.

The sound of the flute was clear, the silk ribbon fluttered, and every strand of hair was crystal clear and shining.

In front of Lu Zu, lying was meaningless. Zhang Jiuyang had to admit that he really liked the two women in his heart.

Especially Long Nu, the two had a night of joy. Although it was only the fusion of the soul, the wonderful taste, every time he thought of it, his heart would be shaken.

"If you are willing to practice the Tiandun sword technique, go and pull out the stone wall sword. If you are not willing, you will have no chance with this sword technique."

Lu Zu's voice sounded again, but it made Zhang Jiuyang even more silent.

If it were any other method, he would have given it up, but the Tiandun Sword Technique was extremely important to him now, because it was related to whether he could continue to practice.

Otherwise, he would probably be stuck at this level for the rest of his life, which was something Zhang Jiuyang was unwilling to accept.

He looked at the sword hanging on the stone wall, and the other party seemed to feel his gaze, the sword light became brighter, and a clear sword sound came out in the sheath, as if urging him to pull it out quickly.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang remembered that although there were many romantic stories about Lu Zu, his starting point was to save people, not because of lust.

He was also one of the five northern ancestors of Quanzhen, and the Quanzhen lineage was not allowed to marry.

Clang!

The sword rang again, and the glow became stronger, illuminating the entire Luxian Cave, and exuding a mysterious sword intent, causing Zhang Jiuyang's sword heart to tremble, and a desire arose in his heart.

That was the supreme skill of the sword cultivators in the world!

He walked towards the sword on the stone wall step by step, and finally he was only a few feet away from it. As long as he stretched out his hand, he could pull out the sword and obtain the inheritance of the Chunyang Emperor.

He could also rely on this sword to complete the sutra and rush into the fifth realm, thus truly realizing the qualitative change of the sky is high and the birds fly, the sea is wide and the fish leap.

All he needed to do was raise his hand and make a sword-drawing action.

Zhang Jiuyang swallowed his saliva subconsciously and slowly stretched out his hand towards the hilt.

…

Outside the room, Yue Ling, who was protecting Zhang Jiuyang, suddenly frowned. For some reason, she seemed to have an ominous premonition in her heart.

Could it be that a thief would come to make trouble?

She was silent, wiping the Overlord Spear in her hand, but her eyes and ears were alert, and her spirit was highly tense. Once there was any disturbance, the spear would come out like a dragon.

Zhang Jiuyang said that his practice tonight was very critical, and he might be able to break through to the fifth realm.

He has been working hard to achieve today's achievements, and it is not easy to take one step at a time.

Yue Ling would never let anyone disrupt his practice.

Time passed by little by little, but the surroundings were quiet. She had opened her golden vertical pupils, and Ah Li also asked the soldiers to patrol everywhere, but nothing was found.

It seemed that everything was her illusion.

But for some reason, the ominous premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger, just like... the night when her sister died.

At that time, she was in the military camp, and suddenly woke up from her dream in the middle of the night. She had this feeling in her heart, as if she was about to lose something extremely important.

Later she learned that her sister had died.

But tonight, the Duke's Mansion was peaceful. Her parents, relatives, and Zhang Jiuyang were all in the mansion. Why did she have this feeling? Could it be her grandmother in Yangzhou?

At this moment, she suddenly heard a sword ringing.

The sound was like a dragon's roar, which caused the swords in the Duke's Mansion's armory to ring one after another. Soon, this strange phenomenon spread to the entire Jizhou.

The swordsman woke up from his dream and found that the sword he loved so much was trembling in the sheath at this moment.

The iron swords that had just been made in the blacksmith shop also clanged continuously, as if the soldiers had heard the order.

In the military camp, the soldiers with swords showed surprise in their eyes. They pressed the trembling hilts on their waists, fearing that the swords would fly into the air in the next moment.

Even those monks who lived in seclusion in Jizhou, who had flying swords and magic weapons, were all shocked. The magic weapons connected to their own qi seemed to become a little strange at this moment.

The swords of the whole Jizhou seemed to have awakened.

It was not just Jizhou, this phenomenon was spreading to Jiuzhou at an astonishing speed.

Jizhou swords rang!

Qingzhou swords rang!

Yangzhou swords rang!

Xuzhou swords rang!

Yongzhou swords rang!

…

Under the starry night, the sword energy swept Jiuzhou like an ocean, and the swords of Jiuzhou were clanging, even the Taizu sword that no one had drawn for a long time, and the Red Emperor sword were no exception.

That night, the swords of Jiuzhou rang, as if welcoming the arrival of a true sword immortal.