The God and Buddha are actually me

When Yue Ling saw Zhang Jiuyang who was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief. His body swayed slightly, and his powerful aura melted like ice and snow.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart tightened, and his figure flashed next to her and supported her.

"Why is it so badly injured? If you can't beat it, just delay it. Why do you have to hold on?"

He took off his treasure gourd and gave Yue Ling a big sip of jade liquid. He relaxed when he saw that her face looked better.

With Yue Ling's fighting wisdom, it was impossible not to see through it. The faster he fought, the more bronze men he had, and the harder he fought, the faster he died.

If she could just delay, she would never be so seriously injured.

"This is the way I play and I can't change it."

Yue Ling snorted coldly and propped up his gun on the ground. Even though his body was injured, he still stood tall and proud.

Zhang Jiuyang felt moved when he saw her speaking so harshly.

Yue Ling is a fighting genius, how could she be so rigid? The reason why she still chose such a brutal fighting style in the face of waves of bronze men was because she was worried about him.

She wanted to break through this strange place quickly, and was worried that something might happen to Zhang Jiuyang.

But with her strong temperament, she naturally would not express her worries.

"Don't think too much, it has nothing to do with you!"

With the tacit understanding between her and Zhang Jiuyang, Yue Ling noticed what he was thinking with just a look and quickly emphasized it.

"I understand, I understand."

"...Zhang Jiuyang, please don't look at me with that disgusting look."

"OK."

"...Don't touch it with your hands."

Zhang Jiuyang ignored her and directly carried her on his back. Feeling the struggling body on his back, he felt his heart tremble and aimed at a certain place and slapped her hard.

The sound is crisp and loud.

This armor is really abominable!

"Zhang Jiuyang, I can leave by myself!"

Yue Ling was ashamed and annoyed. This guy wanted to take advantage without even looking at the time. At this moment, new figures began to appear on the surrounding stone walls.

"Can you leave? Do you know how to break the formation?"

Zhang Jiuyang's words left Yue Ling speechless.

"Be obedient and lie on my back, and I will take you out!"

As he spoke, Zhang Jiuyang slapped him again. Well, although the armor was a bit hard, he could still vaguely feel the amazing elasticity under the armor.

The most important thing is psychological comfort.

Yue Ling was so angry that she opened her teeth and bit Zhang Jiuyang's ear directly.

It's so abominable. Since she was a child, when has she ever been humiliated and bullied like this? Last time in the Gourd World, Zhang Jiuyang tied her hands and feet with ropes and acted arbitrarily. Now he beat her there again...

This guy is going too far!

"Hey, you are a dog!"

"Hiss, be gentle, it's going to fall!!"

"The dog bit Lu Dongbin..."

While cursing, Zhang Jiuyang quickly escaped outside according to the footwork taught by Bai Yunzi, and it didn't take long for the two of them to arrive outside the holy land.

Flying out of the dark and mysterious door, the two came to the world in the painting of the Five Hundred Arhats Suppressing Demons.

Only then did Yue Ling loosen her mouth and let out a sigh.

"Zhang Jiuyang, you are so thick-skinned."

After biting for a long time, he couldn't move. This guy's horizontal kung fu has reached its peak.

"That's because you're not looking in the right place."

Zhang Jiuyang said happily.

Yue Ling's sword eyebrows suddenly stood up, and his eyes showed a cold light. He pressed one hand on the handle of the Longque knife, trying to pull out the knife.

"The cover, I'm talking about the cover!"

"Henglian has a cover. What I mean is that you didn't find the right cover for me."

Zhang Jiuyang explained quickly.

"hehe."

Yue Ling sneered and said: "Zhang Jiuyang, we are not married yet. If you make such a joke, believe it or not, I will kill you."

"Okay, then I'll open it after we get married."

"Haha, it seems you have finally admitted that you were not talking about covering up the door just now, but you were trying to humiliate me."

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."

Why did this woman react so quickly? He was actually involved.

"Ahem, no more joking, Yue Ling, guess who I saw deep in the Holy Land this time?"

"Don't even think about transferring——"

"I met Patriarch Baiyun!"

Yue Ling: "..."

For a long time, her voice continued to sound.

"Keep talking."

A smile appeared on Zhang Jiuyang's face. Sure enough, in the face of major events, Yue Ling would always be easily attracted to attention.

He told the conversation with Bai Yunzi one by one. There was nothing to hide in front of Yue Ling. The only one that had been processed was the Chunyang Sword.

It is said that all the power Bai Yunzi gave him in the end was poured into the sword, turning the Evil Slaying Sword into a Pure Yang Sword.

After listening to Zhang Jiuyang's story, Yue Ling didn't speak for a long time and was obviously very shocked.

The Buddha passed away, the Human Emperor set himself on fire, the great war in ancient times, the Huashoumen that had been guarded for thousands of years, the Heavenly Lord was Abbot Fakong...

Any one of these pieces of information would be shocking to the world, let alone revealed all at once. "If what Patriarch Baiyun said is true, it means that there have been mistakes in our history. Someone confused that very important period of history and made the last human emperor a notorious tyrant!"

Her expression was unusually solemn, and she said: "There is also Tianzun. He seems to be familiar with the truth and came prepared. He found the moving Tianxuan turtle to transport Huashoumen away."

"Huashoumen, Shitiangan..."

Zhang Jiuyang frowned and said: "I really don't know what Tianzun is planning. Can the ten heavenly gods gather together to open the Huashou Gate?"

Yue Ling shook his head and said: "There are too few clues, so it is difficult for us to make inferences."

"But this time there is a new clue. Tianzun once incarnated as an abbot of Baiyun Temple, named Fakong. Maybe we can check on this person."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded in agreement.

"Fakong is the tenth generation abbot of Baiyun Temple. There should be detailed records about him in the temple. Let's find someone to ask first."

Having said this, the two of them raised their heads at the same time and looked at the door leading to the Holy Land.

"Yue Ling, we seem to have...forgot someone."

…

In the holy land, Tongji was covered in blood, and his monk's robes were beaten to tatters. He had used the Ming King's method to the extreme, but he still couldn't break out of the siege of those bronze men.

If he hadn't been holding off and defending hard, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on now.

But the gains were also great. He fought against these bronze men who were proficient in Baiyun Temple's seventy-two stunts, and gained a deeper understanding of many stunts.

For Buddhist disciples, it is definitely a great opportunity to see the seventy-two stunts with their own eyes.

If he can survive, many difficulties in spiritual practice will be solved and he will gain a huge harvest.

Of course, the premise is to survive.

Bang!

Tongji was punched against the wall, one hundred and eight beads rolled down, he coughed out blood, and even the golden flames surrounding him were scattered.

There were fifteen bronze figures in front of him, including two in the sixth realm, four in the fifth realm, and the rest were all in the fourth realm.

By now, most of the mana in his body has been consumed, and he has also suffered serious injuries.

"Am I, Tongji, going to pass away here today?"

Facing the many bronze men who continued to kill, a trace of despair flashed in Tongji's eyes. He did not expect that he would eventually die in the holy land of Baiyun Temple.

My senior brother has not avenged his vengeance, and Baiyun Temple is leaderless, but he falls here. How ridiculous.

The sun wheel between his eyebrows turned, and he straightened his body, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Even if you die, you must not sit still and wait for death. The heirs of Ming Wangfa will only fight until the last moment and never back down!

I just don’t know what happened to Yue Ling and Zhang Jiuyang, they must also be in a tough battle.

Tongji felt a trace of guilt in his heart. These two had achieved such achievements at such a young age and were unparalleled righteous geniuses. If they both fell here, it would be Baiyun Temple's fault.

"Amitabha!"

Tongji recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and the sun between his eyebrows turned, and a dazzling white light burst out. Just when he was about to risk his life, the dragon roared.

The golden dragon transformed by the sword energy flew again, smashing the bronze men of the fourth and fifth realms with lightning speed, and then bit off the head of a bronze man of the sixth realm.

However, the golden dragon was also punched by the opponent, let out a dragon roar, and turned into a three-foot-long sword with golden light, spinning and inserting into the stone wall, trembling.

Boom!

At the same time, Yue Ling's spear came out like thunder, and he nailed another Six Realm Bronze Man to the stone wall with the Yiqi Dangqian style of the Overlord's Spear.

She stood with a gun in hand, her black hair flying, and her British eyes filled with fighting spirit. Combined with the cracked armor, she looked like a female general who had just stepped out of an ancient battlefield.

"Master Tongji, I'm sorry we're late."

Zhang Jiuyang's voice sounded, he stretched out his hand, and the Pure Yang Sword flew back automatically, with a burnt fist mark on the sword.

That is Baiyun Temple's unique skill, the Fire Roar Thousand Mountains Technique.

It is said that his fist intention is derived from the momentary explosion when a volcano erupts. It changes from a very quiet Zen intention to an extremely dynamic fist intention, with the power of thunder.

However, Zhang Jiuyang just flicked his fingers, and amidst the sound of the sword, the blackened fist marks were dispersed by the pure golden light of the sun, and returned to their original state.

Although the Pure Yang Sword had killed two Sixth Realm bronze figures before, it was because Yue Ling was standing in front of them, and Zhang Jiuyang was waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack.

Yue Ling's fierce and domineering fighting style attracted all the firepower, so Zhang Jiuyang was able to kill two of the six realms with one sword.

But the pressure that Tongji now puts on the Tongren is far from that great.

However, Zhang Jiuyang's sword still achieved great success. The speed of the sword was slightly faster than Yue Ling's gun speed.

"It's not too late, you came just in time."

Tongji breathed a long sigh of relief, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"If you hadn't arrived in time, I would have died here."

You must know that he and Yue Ling are still old enemies who practice Mingwang's method. If they don't come to save him and just sit back and watch, they can quietly get rid of his opponent.

But they are so upright and aboveboard, which Tongji sincerely appreciates and appreciates.

"By the way, where did you come from, but you entered the deepest part of the Holy Land and found clues?"

Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling looked at each other and could see each other's guilty conscience.

"Ahem, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. I already know the art of breaking the formation, let's leave quickly!"

Zhang Jiuyang directly mentioned the injured Tongji, returned with Yue Ling, and escaped from the Holy Land a moment later.

Tongji looked thoughtful in his eyes as he watched Zhang Jiuyang break through the bronze formation with ease.

"Amitabha, it seems that Donor Zhang has found what you want."

"It's just that the sound of the sword was like the roar of a dragon. I seem to have heard it once before. I shouted loudly at that time, but it's a pity that you didn't seem to hear it."

Zhang Jiuyang twitched the corner of his mouth and quickly changed the topic.

"Master Tongji, you must not have guessed who I saw in the cave?"

"Patriarch Baiyun?"

Zhang Jiuyang: "..."