The God and Buddha are actually me

Looking at that face, Zhang Jiuyang was silent for a long time.

To be honest, he didn't really hope that Tianzun was Zhuge Qixing, because the more he learned about Zhuge's deeds, the more he admired him.

After the death of Taizu, Zhuge Qixing took charge of the affairs of the state, working hard and sleeping late at night, appointing people based on their merits, and even delayed his cultivation.

Later, Yue Jingzhong also became ill due to accumulated injuries and died on the march.

From then on, Daqian's internal and external troubles, military and government affairs were all supported by Zhuge Qixing. In addition, he also led the newly established Qintian Prison to fight against the demons of Kyushu and coordinate the sect's forces.

But even in such a situation, he was able to lead Daqian to prosper with his unparalleled wisdom, allowing the light of the prosperous Qianyuan era to shine even on people six hundred years later.

Although the world is chaotic, at least large-scale wars and demons have not occurred for a long time. The relatively stable environment is largely due to Zhuge Qixing.

It is also because of this that such a peerless and powerful man in the Seventh Realm was born early and died before he was a hundred years old.

Zhang Jiuyang really didn't want to believe that Tianzun was Zhuge Qixing, but the facts were right in front of him, so he couldn't help but not believe it.

He took a deep breath and regained his composure.

Although Zhuge Qixing often reminded him of the Prime Minister Zhuge on Earth, now he secretly warned himself that Zhuge Qixing was definitely not the Prime Minister!

One really devoted himself to death, but the other faked his death to escape and established an evil force like Huang Quan!

No matter what purpose Zhuge Qixing had, the establishment of Huangquan was accompanied by a bloody storm, and every Heavenly Stem's hands were stained with countless blood.

Blind Lin who raises ghosts and kills people, a tiger who likes to eat hearts, a painter who peels his skin into faces, a double-faced Buddha who likes to confuse people...

Qin Tian Jian didn't know how many hot-blooded and upright people died in the battle with these evil spirits. Some of them didn't even leave their complete bodies behind.

They believe in the ideals and beliefs left by Zhuge Qixing, go on and on, and die generously. If Quanxia Youzhi Tianzun is the national master, wouldn't it be the greatest ridicule and humiliation to them?

Zhang Jiuyang clenched his fists, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Tianzun is not Zhuge."

Yue Ling was slightly startled.

"Zhuge Qixing is dead, and Tianzun is just Tianzun. Even if he is killed, it will only be the evil spirit of Huangquan, not the Grand Master of Daqian!"

Zhang Jiuyang was decisive.

Since some people are already dead, they should just lie in their coffins.

Yue Ling already understood what he meant, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. The previous confusion and loss disappeared in an instant, replaced by an unprecedented determination.

She pulled out the Dragon Bird Knife with a clang, made a cut in her palm, and let the hot blood flow on the blade.

"I, Yue Ling, hereby swear that I will never allow anyone to tarnish the faith passed down by Master Zhuge in this life..."

After a pause, she said forcefully and with murderous intent: "Not even the Imperial Master himself... can't do it!"

Qintianjian has been passed down for six hundred years. The eight words "subdue demons and eliminate harm for the people" have long been deeply ingrained in the hearts of every Qintianjian soldier and cannot be blasphemed.

They dreamed of building a peaceful world without demons, and made great sacrifices for this purpose.

This dream has already blossomed through the bloodshed and sacrifice of countless predecessors. It belongs not only to Zhuge Qixing, but also to everyone who has fought for it.

"Hey, you swear, just swear, why are you cutting yourself?"

Zhang Jiuyang held her bleeding hand. Although he could see the wound disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, he still couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

After seven days of practicing together, the two of them have undoubtedly become more intimate. Not only have they become husband and wife, but they have also made great progress emotionally.

At least Zhang Jiuyang has regarded her as his only (crossed out) and most important wife in his heart.

Yue Ling let him hold her hand, her pretty face still stern, but there was a soft smile in her resolute and heroic eyes.

She had never thought that she would fall into the love between her children before, and thought it was ridiculous for the two of them to be bickering.

But now she found that this feeling... seemed good.

If Zhang Jiuyang hadn't been by her side, she would never have regained her fighting spirit so quickly when she was sure it was Zhuge Qixing.

She could feel that she could get some kind of power from Zhang Jiuyang, a kind of spiritual power that was not afraid of anything, broke all shackles and sought its own way.

This made her appreciate it very much, and even now, she even relies on it a little bit.

He is like a magnet, causing like-minded people to unconsciously attach themselves to him, raise their flags, muster up their fighting spirit, and fight with him.

"We have now discovered Tianzun's identity, but we are still at a disadvantage. The opponent's cultivation is unfathomable, and we don't know what he is planning. How should we start?"

Yue Ling sheathed her sword and began to ask questions.

Knowing Tianzun's identity is only the first step to fight against him. The follow-up is still a long way to go. Even knowing that he is Zhuge Qixing will double the pressure.

After all, how amazing and talented Zhuge Qixing was back then, how powerful Tianzun is now.

Zhang Jiuyang thought carefully for a moment and then said something.

"Unite all friends who can unite and strengthen our strength."

He has a vague premonition that there will definitely be an extremely brutal battle with Tianzun in the future, which will directly determine the fate and direction of Daqian.

Before that, in addition to continuing to lurk in Huangquan and try to figure out the opponent's plans as much as possible, the most important thing was to improve his strength and develop his power.

So as to prepare for that unprecedented decisive battle.

Yue Ling nodded, approving the direction he proposed. Just when she was about to say something, her expression froze slightly.

Zhang Jiuyang also felt that someone was about to enter the world in the painting, and it should be Tongji.

He immediately waved his sleeves, and the huge eye in the sky returned to the scroll again, and the heavenly fire rose from the jade hub in his palm, burning the scroll into ashes.

Tianzun is Zhuge's secret. He and Yue Ling will be buried deep in his heart and will never be told outside.

As soon as the scrolls were burned here, Tongji flew over.

He was holding a booklet in his hand, with an excited look on his face. It seemed that he had also found some clues along the line of Fa Kong.

"Donor Zhang, Marquis Yue Jian, I found something in the Sutra Pavilion, which may be helpful to you!"

He handed the brochure to Yue Ling, but Yue Ling didn't even look at it and handed it to Zhang Jiuyang.

There was a trace of surprise in Tongji's eyes. For some reason, he felt that something had changed between Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling. The reason was unclear.

Zhang Jiuyang opened it and looked slightly surprised.

I thought it should be some kind of notebook or diary, but I didn't expect it to be an incense album.

The so-called incense book is a book that records the amount of gold and silver donated by pilgrims in the temple. It can be as much as ten thousand taels of gold or as little as one copper coin. It’s called Incense Book, but it’s actually an account book.

This is also a rule passed down by Patriarch Baiyun. If a person who gives incense regrets it afterwards, he can take back all the money he gave.

It is said that the reason for this rule is to prevent the monks in Baiyun Temple from living a luxurious life and disturbing their Zen mind due to excessive incense and abundant financial resources.

"Abbot Fakong was too low-key and died young. There were almost no valuable records in the temple, so I had an idea and thought of the incense album."

Tongji smiled and said, "I really had no other choice, so I just wanted to try my luck, so I found all the incense albums of Abbot Fakong before and after he entered the temple to see if I could find anything. Unexpectedly, I actually found some. thing!"

Zhang Jiuyang opened the incense book, and it was filled with various names and numbers, which made him feel a little numb.

No wonder there was no movement from Tongji for so long. It turned out that he was searching through the vast incense album. This perseverance is admirable.

"What did you find?"

Tongji pointed to a name in the booklet and said, "That's this pilgrim. Something is very wrong."

Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling looked over and saw that the pilgrim's surname was Zhu, and his name was Zhu Zhiyuan. This name appeared many times in the incense book, and each time he spent a lot of money.

"The first time this person gave alms was three months after Abbot Fa Kong entered the temple. He then gave alms every three months until Abbot Fa Kong suddenly died suddenly and never came again."

Zhang Jiuyang's heart moved. This was indeed a bit too coincidental.

"Have you ever checked the descendants of Zhu Zhiyuan?"

Yue Ling asked immediately.

Although it happened many years ago, since Zhu Zhiyuan is so rich, his descendants should still be there, and it is not difficult to find them.

Tongji nodded and said: "I checked, but there are no clues at all. This person seems to appear and disappear out of thin air."

"Oh, by the way, according to the rules of our Baiyun Temple, if Zhu Zhiyuan donated so much money, if the abbot had not gone into retreat, he would have received him personally for a while."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes lit up and he said: "It seems that Zhu Zhiyuan's purpose is to meet Abbot Fakong. They have agreed to use this method to meet Abbot Fakong once every three months with the help of Baiyun Temple's rules!"

Baiyun Temple is the ancestral temple of the Zen sect, and there must have been some top masters in charge of it back then. Tianzun was also anonymous. As the abbot, he was stared at by too many eyes, so it was definitely not convenient for him to take action.

But he also had great plans, so he had to meet Zhu Zhiyuan every three months. The method of donating money was very clever, and he could meet openly and openly without arousing suspicion.

But he didn't expect that many years later, Tongji would find a flaw in the incense book.

But it has to be said that the opponent's plan is very clever and can be said to be perfect. If Zhang Jiuyang had not learned from Bai Yunzi that Tianzun was Abbot Fakong, even if there were flaws in the incense book, it would have been buried forever.

"It's a pity that Zhu Zhiyuan is a fake name, and no clues can be found now."

Tongji sighed. He didn't close his eyes for seven days and seven nights. Although he found a flaw in the past, it was finally broken.

"The two of them are masters of solving crimes and are well-known. I wonder if they have any other ideas?"

He could only place his hopes on Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling.

"I will ask Qin Tianjian to check the name Zhu Zhiyuan again. If there is any news, I will definitely inform the master."

Zhang Jiuyang didn't say anything, and Yue Ling took the initiative.

"So, thank you both very much!"

Tongji bowed, but felt a little disappointed in his heart. Although Qin Tian Jian was much better at intelligence than Bai Yun Temple, a fake name was still two hundred years ago, so it would be difficult to find out anything.

He exchanged pleasantries for a while, then finally said goodbye and left in a hurry.

The abbot died suddenly. There were too many things in the huge Baiyun Temple that needed to be presided over by him. It would be difficult to have the peace and comfort of the past.

After he left, Zhang Jiuyang looked at Yue Ling and hesitated to speak.

"You are so smart, you should have guessed it."

After a long time, he finally asked.

Yue Ling nodded, her expression became very solemn, and said: "If the identity of Tianzun is not confirmed, then the line of Zhu Zhiyuan must be broken, but now we know that Tianzun is Zhuge Qixing, then this Zhu Zhiyuan..."

She sighed and said: "This person is very likely to be from the Zhuge family."

The Zhuge family and the Yue family have been very good friends for hundreds of years, and have even intermarried. Both sides highly respect the friendship of the ancestors of the two families fighting side by side and forming a sworn brotherhood.

For example, Zhuge Yunhu and Yue Shuai are like brothers and have been close friends for decades.

"Now it seems that the Zhuge family... I'm afraid it's not as open and aboveboard as we see it. People in the Zhuge family have had contact with Tianzun more than two hundred years ago, and even been driven by him."

Zhang Jiuyang told this cruel truth.

Tianzun is Zhuge Qixing. In the long years after his fake death, he secretly contacted people from the Zhuge family and made plans in secret.

As for Huang Quan, Tianzun stayed out of it and watched from the sidelines like raising a poisonous insect, because he had his own power.

"But the Zhuge family has always been loyal and courageous, and has never made any mistakes since taking charge of the Imperial Observatory. How could it be..."

Yue Ling was a little unbelievable, but was awakened by Zhang Jiuyang's words.

"Because he is Zhuge Qixing."

She was silent for a long time, and finally had to admit that Zhang Jiuyang made sense.

For an outsider like her, Zhuge Qixing has such a great influence. For the people of the Zhuge family, he is simply a god to worship.

Zhang Jiuyang's face was as gloomy as water, and he said in a concentrated voice: "I am very worried about one thing now, Yue Ling, you say... Senior Zhuge Yunhu, what role did you play in this?"

Yue Ling clenched her fists, and her nails almost pierced into the flesh.

If the Zhuge family had already had a secret connection with Zhuge Qixing, then how could Zhuge Jian, as the head of the family, not know?

The so-called serious injury at the hands of Tianzun, and he has been recovering for decades... Is it all acting?

At this moment, she was in a state of confusion.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled bitterly and said, "There is something even more terrifying."

"What is it?"

"Senior Zhuge knows that I am lurking in Huangquan. If he is Tianzun's man, doesn't that mean that I, Yama Luo..."

"Has it been exposed long ago?"

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He seemed to see that at every Huangquan gathering, behind the ancient bronze mask, Tianzun was watching his performance with a playful look.

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