The God and Buddha are actually me

The world in the gourd.

Yue Ling looked at the purple air coming from the surrounding mountains, and her heart was shocked again.

The purple air spanned 30,000 miles.

The whole gourd world was filled with purple air, from the nine heavens to the nine underworlds. The silky purple air was like clouds and mist, spreading around with Zhang Jiuyang as the core.

Under the nourishment of these purple air, the originally desolate and dilapidated world in the gourd seemed to have a different vitality.

The volcano sleeping underground began to wake up, a breeze blew on the surface, and with a spring thunder, drops of rain fell, moistening the dry riverbed.

Even with Yue Ling's concentration, it was difficult to stay calm at this moment.

Is Zhang Jiuyang... reshaping the earth, water, wind and fire?

What exactly is the origin of these purple air, which can actually give a dead cave world a new life?

This kind of magical power is absolutely impossible even for the seventh or even eighth realms. It is equivalent to creating a world out of nothing.

Perhaps only the Buddha of ancient times, who created a world for each flower, and the Taoist master Guigu, who founded the Taoist school, could do this.

After an unknown period of time, the world in the gourd had changed greatly.

There were mountains and water, wind and moon, but the only thing missing was vitality.

At this moment, a young bud broke out of the soil, emitting endless fresh air, and the surrounding purple air continued to flow into it, turning into nutrients to nourish its growth.

So the young bud grew vigorously at a speed visible to the naked eye. Yue Ling counted silently, and after about 9981 breaths, the young bud grew into a plum tree.

And the place where Zhang Jiuyang sat was exactly under the plum tree.

Under Yue Ling's gaze, he actually began to age. In a moment, his hair was all white, and even his eyebrows were snow-white, as if he had aged by dozens of years.

His teeth fell out, his life passed away, and he was already in his twilight years.

Yue Ling couldn't help but take a step forward, her eyes full of worry. She was now worried that Zhang Jiuyang had a problem with his practice. After all, she had never heard of such a situation.

From ancient times to the present, no one has ever become like this when reading the scriptures.

But what she didn't expect was that what happened next would be even more unexpected.

After reaching a certain limit of aging, Zhang Jiuyang was completely lifeless, and his body quickly turned into dust, while the plum tree seemed to have received some much-needed nutrients, and finally blossomed and bore a plum with an attractive fruity fragrance.

Yue Ling was already panicking at this moment, and even suspected that Zhang Jiuyang was being plotted against. Wouldn't that Tao Te Ching be a demon scripture?

If Zhang Jiuyang hadn't told her that all kinds of magical things would happen when reading this true scripture, and asked her not to panic, she would probably have taken action to save people now.

After the plum matured, it fell to the ground with a plop.

Then, a baby's cry sounded, and the plum turned into a little baby boy, who looked a bit like Zhang Jiuyang.

With every breath, the baby grew a little bigger. After 9981 breaths, the baby turned into Zhang Jiuyang again.

He was naked, his body was shining brightly, his face became more handsome, almost flawless, and every hair was crystal clear.

Yue Ling spat, her face slightly red, but she finally breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes still staring at Zhang Jiuyang.

What Tao Te Ching, after practicing it, he even lost his clothes, not moral at all.

Deng Tuzi...

However, she could also feel that Zhang Jiuyang had undergone some amazing transformation at this moment. There was not a trace of acquired turbidity on his body, as if he was brewed by innate pure air, flawless and natural.

Could this feeling be the innate Taoist body in the Taoist legend?

Yue Ling remembered that in the ancient books of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, there was a record of a root bone that all Taoist practitioners dreamed of, called the innate Taoist body.

It is not known what the specific function is, but it is said that Guigu Immortal Master has this physique.

Zhang Jiuyang... will he be the next Guigu Immortal Master?

Thinking of this, Yue Ling's eyes lit up. She didn't expect that the boy she met in the small town back then would have achieved what he has today.

She even began to look up to him.

Under the plum tree, Zhang Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes. There was a clear light in his pupils, not stained by dust. There was a faint Tai Chi diagram flowing in it, which slowly dissipated after a while.

The scripture is completed!

When he engraved the last word of the Tao Te Ching, he broke through to the fifth realm directly, and felt almost no obstacles, just like accidentally breaking a spider web while walking.

There was something to notice, but it was very slight.

The fifth realm, nurturing the holy fetus, it's done!

At this moment, his pure Yang dragon and tiger golden pill is no longer the same as before. It is engraved with more than 5,000 words of the Tao Te Ching, shining with golden light, as bright as a star.

A hazy spirituality is brewing in the golden elixir, and he can even feel the faint heartbeat, as if there is a small life in the golden elixir.

This is the fifth realm of nurturing the holy fetus.

Click on the true scripture to nourish its spirituality. After a long period of "gestation", the holy fetus can break out of the shell, just like Nezha coming to the world.

By then, it will be the sixth realm of descending the holy fetus, and the descended holy fetus will have a kind of innate magical power. As for what kind of magical power it is, it mainly depends on the true scripture that is clicked.

For example, Zhang Jiuyang can now sense that the life in the golden elixir is like a devout believer, constantly listening to the Tao Te Ching, comprehending the Tao, nourishing spirituality, and brewing a magical power that is the same root as the Tao Te Ching.

That will definitely be a great magical power that shakes the world!

Zhang Jiuyang was very much looking forward to this. He had a hunch that the sixth realm would become a watershed in his life.

By then, the great supernatural powers derived from the Daodejing would be completely unveiled in this world.

Of course, he did not gain nothing after reading the sutra. On the contrary, he gained great benefits, which could even be described as exaggerated.

First of all, there was a breakthrough in the realm of cultivation. After the fifth realm, the power of the mana had made a great progress. The pure yang power almost doubled, and the power of the golden elixir became stronger.

Secondly, he experienced a physical baptism under the plum tree.

According to legend, Laozi was born at the age of eighty. His mother was pregnant for eighty-one years before giving birth to him. Therefore, he was born with white eyebrows and white hair like an old man, so he was called Laozi.

Laozi could speak as soon as he was born. He pointed to the plum tree in the yard and said, this is my surname.

Zhang Jiuyang clicked the Daodejing, and unexpectedly had a magical experience of being born under the plum tree. In the process, he had a transformation from the flesh to the flesh. The turbid air in the flesh was gone, and the clear air was filled, which greatly improved his bones.

Now, he is a well-deserved Taoist genius. He didn't understand the 36 Jade Cauldron Methods before, but after a little thought, he has entered the hall and achieved Samadhi.

Even the fifth picture of the Jade Cauldron Mysterious Art, the picture of raising the holy fetus, he is clear as day, and the essence of it seems to have wings, rushing into his mind.

The Tao is me, and I am the Tao.

Anything related to the Tao in the world can be used with a little thought, and there is almost no difficulty.

If there is, then think about it more.

For example, Zhang Jiuyang once practiced the "Chongyang Zhenren Jinguan Yusuo Jue" for a long time. This is a Taoist method of subduing the white tiger. After he practiced to a certain level, it was difficult for him to improve and he had been stagnant.

But at this moment, he just pondered for a moment, and then he completely understood all the mysteries of the method. His hands opened and closed like a golden gate and jade lock, and practiced with seals.

His eyebrows turned snow-white, then turned red, and finally dripped a blood bead with a fresh fragrance.

Taoism subdued the white tiger, great success!

The so-called subduing the white tiger is to subdue the essence of the whole body, lock the qi, and reach a state of no leakage, so as to achieve the effect of increasing strength and prolonging life.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang raised his hand to subdue the white tiger, and his physical blood soared again, at least increasing his life span by a century.

Now, with only physical strength, he is enough to compete with Yue Ling's dragon-elephant body.

Taoist white tiger, Buddhist dragon elephant.

The last benefit is that in addition to his painting magic, he actually developed a second innate magic.

Zhang Jiuyang made a Taoist seal with his hands and carefully felt everything around him. He felt a kind of divinity in this world.

"So that's it."

He smiled and looked at Yue Ling and said, "We all guessed wrong. This gourd is not a magic weapon."

Yue Ling was startled and asked in confusion, "If it's not a magic weapon, then what is it?"

"It's a god."

Yue Ling's pupils trembled.

"Thousands of years ago, a god was born in the Ten Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang, and was called the Gourd Master by the locals."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were deep, and there was a faint Tai Chi diagram flowing in the depths of his pupils. His eyes seemed to penetrate the long river of time and saw countless people in Southern Xinjiang worshiping a gourd statue and dancing around it.

The gourd swallowed and spit out clear light, helping them to take away miasma and poisonous insects.

The locals called it the Gourd Master, and after absorbing a lot of incense, the gourd became more spiritual, and finally became a god.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and a new god, the Gu God, rose.

The Gu God was even more domineering. Although he demanded more, he also gave a lot of rewards. He not only made the people of Nanjiang immune to miasma and poisonous insects, but also gave them extraordinary power and the way of cultivation.

Of course, the price was that many people of Nanjiang had to raise Gu with their bodies, and many people died on the road of raising Gu.

The belief in the Gu God was increasing, while the believers of the Gourd Master were decreasing. Finally, the Gu God drove away the Gourd Master and completely occupied the Hundred Thousand Mountains in Nanjiang.

Boom!

The whole world in the gourd trembled, and a ray of golden light flew out from the depths of the earth's core. Although there was only one ray, it seemed to be more dazzling than the sun, eternal and sacred.

This was the last trace of divinity left by the Gourd Master, which was lingering on Zhang Jiuyang's fingertips at the moment, very obedient.

However, without this ray of divinity, the gourd world, which had just had a glimmer of life, began to become dead again, and the fire in the earth's core was about to go out.

In other words, this ray of divinity can be called the origin of this world.

This is Zhang Jiuyang's newly acquired innate magical power. He can see the legendary divinity, communicate and exchange with it, and even... absorb it!

At this moment, the visualization map in his mind shook slightly, as if he was very interested in this wisp of divinity and wanted to absorb it.

A wisp of divinity is the gathering of countless incense.

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to see a way to quickly open up the visualization map, but he did not rush for quick success, but returned this wisp of divinity.

The next moment, a hazy consciousness came from the world, expressing gratitude to Zhang Jiuyang.

That was the prototype of the Heavenly Dao that was born in this cave world.

After expressing gratitude, the Heavenly Dao conveyed another request.

After listening, Zhang Jiuyang looked at Yue Ling with a strange expression, and he was about to say something but stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Yue Ling felt that his eyes seemed to become very strange all of a sudden, and he actually felt a chill on his body.

"This small world has given birth to consciousness, which is equivalent to the prototype of the Heavenly Dao. He just asked me for something."

"What is it?"

Zhang Jiuyang coughed and said, "He asked me to become the father god of this world and let you... be the mother god."

"Well... he wants that."