The God and Buddha are actually me

"No, someone broke into the temple!"

"There's a monster in the sky!"

"What kind of monster dares to break into my Baiyun Temple? Why don't you come down and die!"

When the figure of the golden python appeared in the sky above Baiyun Temple, the huge pressure immediately shocked the monks in the temple.

The whole sky seemed to be a little darker.

Some monks were already preparing to activate the formation to protect the mountain, or to sacrifice magic weapons to slay demons, but at this moment, a familiar voice sounded in the air.

"This is Master Zhang's mount, you must not make any noise."

Many monks' eyes lit up and they recognized the voice of the first Tongji monk in their Demon-Conquering Academy.

In an instant, the tense atmosphere dissipated, and they seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief and relieved some kind of burden.

"Great, it's the first one in Tongji!"

"Sir, you have finally come out. We are all waiting for you to take charge of the overall situation!"

"Brother Tongji, something big has happened in the temple, and everyone is waiting for you."

The golden python in the air neighed, then shone with golden light, and became smaller and smaller. Finally, it grew from hundreds of feet to the size of an earthworm, and flew into the gourd on Zhang Jiuyang's waist.

Everyone rode down the clouds and landed slowly.

When he saw the sad expressions on the faces of the monks, Tongji couldn't help but feel his heart sink. The golden Buddha bell rang. It seemed that something big had indeed happened in the temple.

"Who rang the bell, and what happened in the temple?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"Master!"

At this time, a figure came over, knelt down and cried bitterly: "Master, something bad has happened, the abbot... he was killed by a gangster!"

The speaker was Kong Xuan, who had fought against Zhang Jiuyang in Yangzhou. Not long after Zhang Jiuyang entered the Four Realms, Master Nie reforged the Evil-Slaying Sword for him, which attracted the covetousness of many casual cultivators, including one who was famous for a while. Kunlun Sanren.

Kunlun San people were fishing in the clouds, trying to catch Zhang Jiuyang's newly minted magic sword, but Zhang Jiuyang knocked it down from the clouds and stepped on the ground.

Just when Zhang Jiuyang was about to kill him, Kong Xuan appeared. He did not covet Zhang Jiuyang's magic sword, but he was interested in Kunlun Sanren and wanted to send him to Baiyun Temple.

Relying on his background in Baiyun Temple and being a direct disciple of Tongji, he wanted Zhang Jiuyang to be released with just a simple repentance.

Zhang Jiuyang's temper was so bad that he would not let it go. He beheaded the Kunlun Sanren with a sword in front of him. After that, the two formed a feud. Kong Xuan was defeated by Zhang Jiuyang and returned in despair.

At that time, Mrs. Shen was worried that the other party would incite the Tongji monk to seek revenge after he returned, but nothing happened afterwards.

"What did you say? Senior Brother Abbot...is dead?"

"Master, it's absolutely true. The murderer was so arrogant that he cut off the abbot's head and placed it in the hands of the Buddha statue. It was the monk Sasu who discovered it first, and he was already frightened..."

Boom!

As if Tongji was struck by lightning, even Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling looked shocked.

Although Master Tonghui, the contemporary abbot of Baiyun Temple, is relatively low-key, he is also a world-famous figure and a rare person with great supernatural powers in Buddhism.

It is said that he traveled around the world in his early years and had a rather impatient personality. He would kill monsters and demons whenever he saw them, until he accidentally killed a man who had been possessed by the magic of turning animals into animals.

The other party was bewitched and turned into a donkey. He asked Tonghui for help, but he was treated as a monster and killed casually.

Since then, Tong Hui seemed to have been given a heads-up. He began to practice closed-mouthed meditation, his temperament became more and more calm, and his prestige became higher and higher. In the end, he became the abbot of Baiyun Temple.

Thirty-two years of Zen practice. The moment he spoke, he was afraid that all seven realms would avoid him. Zhang Jiuyang really couldn't figure it out. How could the abbot die?

Who is it that can cut off the abbot's head quietly?

"Master, what should we do?"

"Junior Brother Tongji, I think the news about this matter should be sealed first and should not be made public."

"Yes, our Baiyun Temple tree attracts the wind. I don't know how many pairs of eyes are watching, especially the Qintian Prison. We must not let them know. Otherwise, who knows whether they will take this opportunity to interfere in the affairs of our temple?"

"Yes, after all, family matters should not be made public!"

Several elderly monks spoke out to persuade them. They were all the leaders of each academy, but their cultivation levels were all in the fifth realm. Although some were older than Tongji, the strongest monks came first. When the abbot died, Baiyun In the temple, only Tongji of the Sixth Realm can subdue everyone and take charge of the overall situation.

After all, the fist is the truth.

Just hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang looked at Yue Ling with a strange look on his face.

Does this count as... catching him red-handed?

Although Tongji was grieving at the moment, he used his Zen skills to calm his mind. He sighed softly and said, "Although what you said makes sense, I'm afraid... it's too late."

The monks were stunned for a moment. Just when they were surprised, a cold and majestic female voice sounded, sonorous and powerful.

"From now on, Baiyun Temple will be closed immediately. No one is allowed to leave. They are only allowed in but not out. Also, take me immediately to the place where the abbot's body was found!"

The confused monks turned their attention to Yue Ling and saw that she was a beautiful woman wearing golden armor and red robes, with a tall and straight figure, resolute eyes, and a heroic look between her brows and eyes.

Normally, they would say a few polite words and inquire about their identity first, but now that the bad news is coming, they don't care so much, and they all show dissatisfaction and anger.

"Who are you? How can a woman speak here?"

"Even if you are the first guest, it's not your turn to make decisions now!"

"Amitabha, our temple does not accept female relatives, but this matter is of great importance. In order not to leak the news, the girl should be aggrieved and stay in the wing of the temple for a while."

Yue Ling held up the waist badge with a five-clawed golden dragon without any expression on his face, his voice was very calm.

"Qin Tianjian, Yue Ling."

Wow!

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Although the monks have never met Yue Ling, they have heard of this name often, and it can even be said that it is like thunder.

This woman is known as the most ruthless person in the Qintian Prison. She acts resolutely, fiercely and domineeringly. It is said that there is no case that cannot be solved in her hands.

Whoever dares to stop her from handling the case will show no mercy to the famous Overlord Gun.

All the monks were stunned. Some even took a few steps back when they heard the name Yue Ling, feeling that there was an inexplicable murderous aura around them.

Tongji sighed: "This is Marquis Yue Jian. Next to her is Zhenren Zhang Jiuyang, who is also the Taoist companion of Marquis Yue Jian. The two of them originally wanted to visit the temple, but they didn't want to encounter this."

After a pause, he made a decision.

"This case can be investigated by Qin Tian Jian, but only Yue Jianhou and Zhang Zhenren can be responsible for it. The poor monk cannot trust anyone else."

Yue Ling nodded and said, "Okay, I will ask Jian Zheng for the right to host this case."

After Tongji nodded, the other monks, even if they were unwilling to do so, did not dare to raise any opinions at this moment and could only lead them to the scene where the head was found.

But along the way, Kong Xuan looked at Zhang Jiuyang's figure with emotion.

He finally recognized that it was Zhang Jiuyang.

It's just that compared to the time in Yangzhou, the other party has almost completely changed. The aura shown in every gesture is no less than that of the master, with dazzling light and high spirits.

Even though he didn't speak, he still attracted many people's attention.

The terrifying golden python was his mount, and it was put into the purple gourd around his waist. That scene was witnessed by many people.

It's really the methods of the Immortal Family, unfathomable.

What's more, Master Tongji Divine Monk also called him Zhenren Zhang, and his attitude towards him was not like facing a junior at all, but treated him as an equal.

Real person... that's the sixth realm!

Could it be that in just half a year, Zhang Jiuyang cultivated from the fourth realm to the sixth realm? How is this possible!

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, looking at Zhang Jiuyang's back, he couldn't help but have mixed feelings.

The person who once defeated him can now walk side by side with his master, while he can only follow behind...

The two of them are no longer in the same world.

The Great Hall.

As soon as he stepped into it, there was a rush of blood in his face, and he could hear a ticking sound in his ears, as if water drops were constantly falling.

A pool of blood was slowly flowing along the cracks in the ground.

There is a gilt Buddha statue over one foot high enshrined in the hall. It is in the shape of Buddha holding flowers and smiling, which is also the origin of Zen Buddhism.

According to legend, in ancient times, the founding master of Baiyun Temple once practiced with the Buddha. When he saw the Buddha holding flowers and smiling, he suddenly understood the wonderful method of Zen, and then created the Zen lineage.

But now, the palm of the gilded Buddha statue holding flowers is holding a bloody head.

"Brother Abbot!!!"

Although he had been prepared, when he saw the abbot's severed head, Tongji couldn't help but roared angrily, filled with grief and anger, and even his eyes turned red.

The master brought him in when he was nine years old. He has been in seclusion all year round. The abbot senior brother took care of him, as caring as an elder brother.

After his master passed away, his temper became more and more violent because of his practice of King Ming's method, and he caused a lot of troubles, but his senior brother helped him to stop them.

When he was in the Fifth Realm, his senior brother overcame all opinions and allowed him to serve as the head of the Demon-Conquering Academy.

The two are not only brothers, but also relatives.

In an instant, the Buddha's heart was in turmoil, and his Zen skills were broken. Tongji's eyes were blood red, and boundless anger surged in his body. His murderous intent soared into the sky, sweeping across the sky. The golden flames in his pupils almost turned into substance.

A huge image of King Ming appeared behind it, with an astonishing evil aura.

Zhang Jiuyang's pupils condensed, and he realized that something was wrong. Tongji seemed to have a problem with his practice, and was he going crazy?

At the critical moment, a slender white finger reached out, easily passed through King Ming's Faxiang, and lightly touched the Dazhui and Quyuan points behind it.

Tongji's spirit was shaken, and the murderous and fighting intentions in his mind receded like the tide, and he regained his clarity again.

King Ming's dharma image dissipated, and the terrifying momentum also subsided.

Tongji turned around and bowed to Yue Ling.

"Thank you so much, Lord Yue Jian, for coming to the rescue, otherwise the poor monk would have fallen into the wrath of King Ming."

Although Ming Wang's method is extremely powerful, it is also extremely risky. Although the angrier you are, the stronger your combat power becomes, but you must maintain a semblance of sobriety, otherwise you will go crazy.

This was the case with a prodigy from Baiyun Temple. He also practiced the Ming Dynasty to the sixth level. Later, when he broke through the seventh level, he fell into a rage and couldn't extricate himself. Finally, he fought with his own shadow on the top of the mountain for nine days and nine nights. , died of exhaustion.

If Yue Ling hadn't decisively come to his aid just now and helped him unblock the two most critical acupoints for performing martial arts, he would probably have fallen into that same predicament.

Yue Ling did not take the credit, she walked straight to the Buddhist altar, and while quietly looking at the head on the Buddha's hand with her bright eyes, she said calmly: "The one-year period has not yet come, I don't care about this kind of victory. "

Then she let out a light sigh, as if she had discovered something, and jumped directly onto the Buddhist altar. She approached the severed head without hesitation and looked into those empty eyes.

"Zhang Jiuyang, come and see."

"There seems to be a lingering shadow in his eyes!"