The God and Buddha are actually me

Deep in the East China Sea, Jiange.

The old sword god Pei Yulong heard the sword cry that resounded throughout the nine provinces for the first time, and even his own magic sword was clanging.

It was an invisible force of energy, a force that resonated with the way of the sword.

Not long after, even the Sword Mountain began to tremble, and the swords and hidden swords of the sword gods of the past dynasties all awakened one after another at this moment, spitting out huge waves of sword energy, causing the entire East China Sea to begin to surge.

At the top of the mountain, the Zhuxian Sword of Bai Yunsheng, once known as the best swordsman in the world, was also shaking at the moment, and the iron chain on the sword was rattling.

Pei Yulong was so mesmerized as he listened to the sound of swords between heaven and earth.

Hearing the string song and knowing the elegant meaning, watching a falling leaf and knowing the autumn of the world.

With Pei Yulong's attainments in swordsmanship, he could tell that behind the sound of the sword, there was an astonishing swordsmanship, which was unprecedented for swordsmanship.

Pei Qianhuo, who was extremely drunk, woke up directly from his dream, and his drunkenness was gone.

Above the vast expanse of blue waves, in the moonlit wilderness of the mountains, a cold figure is dancing the Shaoguang Sword. She carries the sword case on her back and wears a green skirt. Her green hair is like a waterfall, and there is a little cinnabar between her eyebrows. Her sword skills are light and agile, as graceful as a flying phoenix.

Under the pull of the Shaoguang Sword, it seemed as if the moonlight in the sky was falling, turning into strands of sword light, lingering on the sword body, like an immortal dancing with a sword, and silver light in the sky.

Pei Qingchi has a very high level of understanding. After comprehending "Lü Chunyang's Flying Sword" countless times, her sword intention has become purer and she has already half-stepped into the fourth realm. The speed of entering the realm shocked her senior brother Pei Qianhuo. .

Suddenly, her smooth swordsmanship became stagnant.

Pei Qingchi sheathed her sword and stood, looking to the west. She also heard the sound of the sword that echoed throughout the nine states, and her eyes lit up.

"Junior sister, which sword immortal is this?"

Pei Ganhuo said in shock.

Millions of swords in Kyushu were clanging once and for all. This kind of phenomenon was simply unheard of.

"It's not about gaining the Tao, it's about establishing the Tao. Someone created a new way of swordsmanship."

Pei Qingchi listened carefully to the sound of the sword. The cold voice sounded under the moon, with his hair flying in front of his forehead and his eyes as clear as a sword.

"Senior brother, you still need to read more. It is recorded in the ancient books of my sword pavilion that the ancestor Bai Yunsheng created the sword pill method when he was thirty-two years old, which caused the entire state to scream with swords. The world called him the innate sword immortal. ”

Pei Qianhuo really didn't know about this period of history. He was even more surprised and said: "The ancestor's enlightenment was only the sound of swords in one state, and this is the entire nine states!"

"Junior sister, who do you think it could be?"

After a pause, he coughed and said: "I was just drunk and realized a set of sword skills in my dream. Do you think that person is..."

"It's Brother Zhang!"

Pei Qingchi was categorical, with brilliance flowing in his eyes, as if he had seen the handsome young man in white clothes again.

"It seems that Brother Zhang has understood the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique in "Flying Sword". From now on, there will be another mountain in the way of swordsmanship."

Pei Qianhuo was a little unconvinced and said: "Brother Zhang is indeed powerful, but he is not better than the ancestor of our sword pavilion. Moreover, his swordsmanship is not pure at all. His combat power is high, but his swordsmanship may not be..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed and he reached out to cover his mouth.

Pei Qingchi looked at his senior brother strangely, not knowing what he was causing trouble.

"vomit!"

Pei Qianhuo finally couldn't hold back and spit out the sword pill in his abdomen. It turned out that the sword pill he had practiced for decades suddenly moved and wanted to fly out.

The Golden Rainbow Sword flew out, swallowed the sword energy, and carved a line of writing on the stone wall beside it.

"Brother Pei, Xiaochi, I have become successful in swordsmanship. I hope you two will go down the mountain and sit in Chunyang Palace. When I come back, the three of us will discuss the art of swordsmanship again."

The signature is three characters, Zhang Jiuyang.

The pen moves like a dragon and a snake, and it is majestic. Every word seems to be a set of extremely superb swordsmanship, containing amazing sword intent, which makes Er Pei mesmerized.

Pei Qianhuo was amazed and said: "How did this guy practice and improve his swordsmanship so quickly?"

The last time they met, although he was defeated, he could still see his back and thought he could catch up with him if he worked harder. But now, he couldn't even see his back.

Just one line of words, but it seemed to give him a wake-up call, making him see the huge gap.

He felt that the sword intent revealed between the lines was no less than that of his master.

The most terrifying thing is that the other party can actually affect his own Golden Rainbow Sword thousands of miles away. For a sword cultivator, this magical power is really terrifying.

Unknowingly, the gap between the two has become so big?

Pei Qingchi said unceremoniously: "Senior brother, don't compete with Brother Zhang, otherwise your sword heart will be broken sooner or later."

"Hey, I said you are a little girl, your elbows are turned out, right? Who took care of you when you were a little girl?"

"When you said you took care of me, did you mean to take me with you to steal Master's wine and then put the blame on me when you were found out?"

Pei Ganhuo coughed and lowered his eyes guiltily.

"Brother, hurry up and pack your things. It's time for us to go down the mountain."

After a pause, she reminded again: "Also, when calling Brother Zhang, don't call him the longer one, rather the shorter one. He is now the sword-wielding elder of our sword pavilion. According to the rules, we have to kowtow to him when we meet him. ”

hiss!

Pei Ganhuo suddenly took a breath of air. If he couldn't beat him, forget it. Even his seniority was suppressed?

This day is really unbearable!

"No, even if I am killed by random swords, I will never go to Chunyang Palace and watch the gate for others!"

He Pei Qianhuo is also proud!

At this time, his Jinhong sword rang again, and four words were carved on the stone wall.

"Enough wine."

Pei Qianhuo sneered and said, "What a joke, a mere wine can make me bow my head?"

Pei Qingchi covered his forehead and sighed, "Brother, why did you start packing your luggage?"

"Hehe, although I don't want to go, it is the order of the sword-wielding elder after all. How can a disciple disobey? This is not my bowing, it is purely the master's order that is difficult to disobey."

Pei Qingchi: "..."

...

Jizhou, Duke's Mansion.

Yue Ling stood guard at the door of Zhang Jiuyang's room, but the uneasy feeling in his heart did not dissipate, and even became stronger with the sound of the sword.

Even Yue Shuai and Zhuge Yunhu were alarmed, but the two just watched from a distance and did not come to disturb him.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the sword gradually faded away, and the surroundings returned to peace.

The moonlit night suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that even the barking of dogs and the croaking of frogs could not be heard, as if a pin drop could be clearly heard.

Just then, the door rang.

Zhang Jiuyang walked out of the room slowly, wearing a green Taoist robe, with long hair like ink, tied diagonally by a wooden hairpin. His every move was like a hermit in the world, without a trace of worldly smoke.

Especially those clear eyes, as quiet as autumn water, and as calm as an ancient well.

Yue Ling's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she felt that Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have undergone some indescribable changes, as if he had suddenly become a little strange.

"Miss Yue, thank you for protecting me."

His voice was still so gentle, but there was a faint sense of alienation.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yue Ling frowned and asked, looking up and down at Zhang Jiuyang, wanting to step forward, but found that the other party took the initiative to step back a few steps.

"I have learned a set of sword techniques, which can cut off nameless greed and anger, nameless love and desire, and nameless troubles. Now that the emotional ties have been cut, there is no more worry. Miss Yue, I am afraid that the fate between you and me has ended here."

Yue Ling was shocked, and she snorted coldly: "What a bullshit sword technique, you must have gone astray in your practice, then I will wake you up!"

"Miss Yue, why do you have to cling to me, I am already an outsider..."

"If you want to become a monk, ask the gun in my hand first!"

Swoosh!

A little cold light, the gun came out like a dragon.

But the tip of the gun stopped in front of Zhang Jiuyang's eyes, the tip of the gun and the other's pupils were only a fraction of a second away, but Zhang Jiuyang did not move at all, and even did not blink his eyelashes.

He seemed to be standing aside, watching other people's stories.

"If this shot can give you some explanation, then I am willing to take this shot."

Yue Ling's pupils condensed, is Zhang Jiuyang really...forgetful?

Zhang Jiuyang sighed and briefly recounted what happened in Lvxian Cave.

"So, you pulled out the sword?"

"Of course."

Yue Ling subconsciously clenched the gun barrel, her fingertips slightly white.

"Then will you still marry me?"

Zhang Jiuyang sighed.

Yue Ling's heart was shocked, her face slightly pale, and her determined eyes actually showed a bit of trance.

"Of course I will marry you."

"Zhang Jiuyang, you have no choice in this matter, I will marry you--"

Yue Ling's voice suddenly stagnated, and she realized that Zhang Jiuyang just said... willing to marry?

Looking up, she saw a smile on Zhang Jiuyang's face, blinking at her, and that familiar feeling came back again.

"I didn't draw the sword because I knew there was a bride waiting for me outside."

Zhang Jiuyang stepped forward, looked at the heroic eyes, and smiled: "I haven't seen her wearing a phoenix crown and bridal robe yet."

Yue Ling's originally white jade-like face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Just now you said that you would marry me. Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that my General Yue could say such touching love words--"

"Zhang! Jiu! Yang!"

King Kong's eyes were angry, and the dragon and elephant had divine power.

Ancient wrestling method·Pulling the willows upside down!

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt an unimaginable force coming, and the whole person flew up like a cloud, and then fell heavily in the snow.

Boom!

The whole Duke's Mansion was shocked.

In the distance, Yue Shuai and Zhuge Yunhu looked at each other, and then left without saying goodbye.

In front of the furious Yue Ling, even they didn't want to touch the bad luck, so they could only pray for Zhang Jiuyang silently.

"This kid is pretty strong."

"He should be fine...right."

"But he is the only one who dares to play such a joke on my Ling'er. But to be honest, as a father, I didn't expect that Ling'er would say that she would not marry anyone but him. Tsk, tsk, it's really rare-"

Swoosh!

A stone flew like a cannonball, brushing against Yue Shuai's cheek, smashing layers of rockery, and splashing huge dust waves.

Yue Ling clapped his hands and said lightly: "Sorry, father, my hand is crooked."

Yue Shuai's face twitched, and he smiled lovingly, and then left without looking back.

Yue Ling looked at Zhang Jiuyang lying on the ground, and the anger in her heart finally disappeared. She simply lay in the snow and looked at the bright starry sky side by side with him.

"Zhang Jiuyang, if you didn't pull out that sword, how could you learn that sword technique?"

The vision of Jiuzhou Jianming before was not fake.

"Zhang Jiuyang?"

"Ahem, wait a moment, I feel a little dizzy."

Zhang Jiuyang patted his head. Fortunately, it was soft snow and Yue Ling was merciful. Otherwise, he would have passed out directly after the terrifying fall just now.

This woman is so strong!

The reason why he made this joke was mainly to test the magical effect of Tiandun Sword Intent. If even Yue Ling, who had a close understanding with him, couldn't see the flaw, then let alone other people in the world.

Of course, he also had a small selfish intention, just to take the opportunity to see how deep Yue Ling's feelings for him were.

She was so strong, like a majestic mountain. Even if Zhang Jiuyang could feel that she was special to him and had affection, it was difficult to determine the depth of it.

Getting married soon, Zhang Jiuyang also wanted to be willful and test her heart.

Now that he got an answer that satisfied him very much, he didn't resist at all when he was hugged and thrown because he also knew that his joke was a little too much.

In this case, you should let the other person vent their anger.

"In Lu Xiandong, I originally wanted to draw my sword, but thinking of you, I put my hand down and chose to refuse."

After a moment of rest, Zhang Jiuyang's voice slowly sounded. Of course, he would not admit it even to death. At that time, he not only thought of Yue Ling, but also of the unrivaled dragon girl.

As he told the story, his thoughts returned to Luxiandong again.

…

"Are you sure you want to give up the inheritance of Tiandun Sword Technique? Even if you may be stuck in the fourth realm forever?"

After Zhang Jiuyang put down his hand, Lu Zu's voice sounded again, still unhurried, calm and calm, as if no matter what Zhang Jiuyang chose, he would not be surprised at all.

"This is for Patriarch Chunyang, my disciple is sure."

"I see."

Lu Zu didn't accuse him at all, his voice remained calm.

Zhang Jiuyang showed a wry smile and said: "This disciple has failed Grandmaster Chunyang's expectations, and I still ask Grandmaster to punish me."

"Why should I punish you?"

There was a hint of smile in Lu Dongbin's voice as he said: "Zhang Jiuyang, congratulations on finally breaking through the relationship."

Zhang Jiuyang was stunned for a moment, trying to figure out the relationship?

For the sake of Yue Ling and Long Nu, he chose to reject the inheritance of Tiandun sword technique. What kind of relationship did this break?

As if aware of what he was thinking, Lu Zu smiled casually.

"Isn't it true that to break the relationship is to forget love and have no desires or desires?"

"Although the gods are guests in the clouds, their roots are in the clay sculptures. My Heavenly Escape Sword Technique is a wise sword that can save the world. If you want to save the world, you must understand the suffering of all living beings, and lust is one of them."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and he said: "I understand, to crack down on lust is not to forget one's feelings, but to be able to guard one's Taoist heart in lust and not sink into it."

If a god is truly heartless, he will no longer be able to appreciate the suffering of all sentient beings over a long period of time, thus losing his compassionate heart and becoming aloof and overlooking all sentient beings.

Only by coming from among the people can you go to the people.

"good."

"Master Chunyang, if I just pulled out the sword, does that mean I failed the test?"

"Not so."

Lu Zu smiled lightly and said, "If you draw your sword, you will also learn the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique, but with this gift, you will no longer be able to use it."

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