The God and Buddha are actually me

Jizhou City.

When Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling entered the city again, they found that it had changed a lot compared to before.

On the deserted land on the outskirts of the city, the soldiers put down their swords and took off their armor, worked with the people to cultivate the land and build irrigation ditches.

Jizhou City is still poor, but everyone's face seems to be glowing with a different brilliance and hope.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiuyang smiled.

He knew that the hostage of Ji Dajun had finally played a role, and the emperor should approve the Jizhou army to open up land and cultivate military food on their own.

Yue Shuai is worthy of being an old general, and he handled this matter very beautifully.

Using a six-level realm that cannot be killed in the first place, in exchange for the peace of a state, this deal is too worthwhile. Of course, Ji Dajun, who has returned to Beijing, may bear a grudge, but Zhang Jiuyang doesn't care.

With his current strength, he is confident that he can take him down in a head-on duel.

Boom!

There was a thunder in the sky, and then the rain began to fall. Figures could be seen in the clouds, just like the legendary rain master who was bringing rain to the world.

But the coverage area was very small, only a few dozen feet in radius, and it just fell into the ditch dug by the soldiers.

Those were the monks of the Ancient General Temple. They were calling for rain to test the water diversion capacity of the ditch and make the dry wasteland softer.

"Let the monks work for the people, only you Jizhou can do it."

Zhang Jiuyang showed a trace of admiration in his eyes, and his voice was full of emotion.

All over the world, monks are treated as masters. Which sect is not high above in the local area? Even the Baiyun Temple, which is known for its compassion, has monks who can only exorcise demons at most, and will never consume mana to do such hard work.

Only the ancient general temple loyal to the Yue family can let go of their status and benefit the people.

This is a soldier. Even if he becomes a monk, the identity of a soldier is still ranked first.

"All this is thanks to you. If you hadn't made a prompt decision and captured Commander Ji with me, my father wouldn't have been able to realize his long-cherished wish."

Faced with Yue Ling's praise, Zhang Jiuyang was not arrogant. Instead, he sighed softly and looked at the monks who made the rain with a deep gaze.

"Changing the celestial phenomena, combing the earth veins, adjusting the yin and yang, and suppressing demons, these monks can do it."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes showed a trace of yearning and longing, and his voice was sonorous and powerful, and he continued.

"If one day, a truly unified dynasty can be established, and all the monks in the world obey orders, go to the mountains and fields, turn villages into cities, turn mountains into smooth roads, and turn wastelands into fertile fields, I believe it will be a peaceful and prosperous world that has never been seen before!"

Yue Ling was shocked, imagining that scene, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

I don't know how long it took before she came back to her senses and looked at him deeply, with a strange look flashing in her pupils.

From the small town back then to the current Jizhou, the man in front of him is influencing and changing the world bit by bit.

She had a hunch that perhaps in the near future, the world would change drastically because of this man.

Although Zhang Jiuyang usually liked to joke and was not serious, she was the only one who knew that he had a great ambition in his heart.

"You are such a weirdo."

Yue Ling couldn't help but say.

"Oh? What's weird about it?"

"Others who have cultivated to your level are thinking about how to ascend to immortality and live forever, but you are studying how to make monks work for the people."

Monks have powerful strength far beyond that of ordinary people. Even if they are just monks of the second or third level, they can live a life of luxury and be treated as guests wherever they go.

Those like the Imperial Observatory who uphold the belief of eliminating harm for the people and slaying demons are already outliers among monks, and Zhang Jiuyang is an outlier among outliers.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and said, "I also want to become an immortal and live forever, but if there is no heaven in this world, it is better to do it myself and transform the world into heaven."

This is his true thought. As a traverser of the Chinese world, the idea of ​​changing the world and conquering nature is deeply engraved in his bones.

I believe that there is no task that cannot be completed, no difficulties that cannot be overcome, and no enemies that cannot be defeated.

If it were not for such a belief, China would have been interrupted in the long river of history.

Yue Ling took the initiative to hold his hand, her voice calm and powerful.

"I believe we will win."

Tianzun brought her great pressure, especially when she knew that Tianzun was Zhuge Qixing, the Zhuge family was suspected of being involved, and even the current supervisor was suspected, she had difficulty sleeping these days.

But at this moment, Zhang Jiuyang's words, as well as his fighting spirit and pride, swept away the haze in her heart, and even had an unspeakable excitement.

It was like the first time she saw the stone tablet left by Zhuge Qixing in the Imperial Observatory.

Roar!

Just as their eyes met and their feelings grew, a dragon roar suddenly came from the sky, exuding a real dragon's might.

Zhang Jiuyang's full of ambition was immediately extinguished by a basin of cold water, and his expression froze.

Wait, it can't really be a dragon girl?

The next moment, a dragon head poked out from the clouds, and Zhang Jiuyang was instantly relieved. It was not a white dragon, but a black dragon.

It turned out to be the little black dragon Ao Ya who had not been seen for a long time.

Since they parted in Yangzhou, she has lived alone in Dongyang Lake. She looks much bigger, about thirty feet tall, and her dragon power is more domineering and powerful.

Dragons are divided into five colors, namely blue, red, white, black, and yellow. Among them, white dragons are holy and elegant, while black dragons are the most aggressive. According to legend, after Gonggong angrily touched Mount Buzhou, the sky collapsed and the earth sank, and the flood destroyed the world. The black dragon took the opportunity to stir up trouble and eat countless people.

Nuwa then refined five-colored stones to repair the sky, cut off the feet of Ao to establish the four poles, killed the black dragon to save Jizhou, and accumulated reed ash to stop the flood.

So don't look at Ao Ya's harmless appearance. If he really grows up, he may be the most domineering and evil one among the dragon species.

But...

Awoo!

The black dragon flew down from the sky and turned into a chubby and soft lolita, with black clothes and black hair, and two small horns on her head. She crashed into Zhang Jiuyang's arms and roared at him fiercely.

As if complaining, why did he come to see her for so long.

Seeing such a cute Ao Ya, how could Zhang Jiuyang believe that this was the black dragon that often represented violence and evil in myths and legends?

"Brother... husband..."

She called in a baby voice, and at the same time hugged Zhang Jiuyang like a sloth, refusing to let go.

Zhang Jiuyang also missed her very much, sometimes pinching her soft face, sometimes touching her slippery little dragon horns.

Finally, the little guy was annoyed and bit his hand with his mouth. He didn't look like a dragon at all, but like a fierce puppy.

However, she obviously underestimated Zhang Jiuyang's current cultivation.

Even without running the immortal golden body or casting the body-protecting golden light shield, just relying on the magic power to protect the body, Ao Ya covered her mouth and breathed continuously, and her teeth were almost loose.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes showed a trace of strangeness, because there was a row of teeth marks on his hand. She actually bit through the body-protecting magic power around her. It seems that Ao Ya has grown a lot.

"Hmph!"

Ali came riding a dragon. She almost couldn't help but throw herself into Zhang Jiuyang's arms just now, but now she stood aside with her arms folded proudly and a cold face.

Zhang Jiuyang felt a little guilty when he saw this. Before leaving Jizhou, he and Ali agreed that they would be back soon, no more than three days at most. As a result, it was delayed for more than half a month.

"Haha, Ali, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have become beautiful again. This dress is really beautiful!"

Zhang Jiuyang praised hurriedly.

Ali wore an exquisite embroidered jacket and tied two buns. Her delicate face looked even more lovely, like a porcelain doll carved from jade.

However, in contrast, there were two leather-like scabbards embroidered on her waist, revealing two sections of pink knife handles.

No one could have imagined that such a cute and beautiful girl would be so fierce with the pink kitchen knife on her waist. I don't know how many demons and monsters have died under her knife.

Hearing Zhang Jiuyang's praise, Ah Li subconsciously showed a smile on her face, but quickly held it back and made a face at him: "Uncle, do we know each other?"

Zhang Jiuyang's face darkened.

"The clothes were made for me by Aunt Shen. Aunt Shen is the best. She plays with me every day, teaches me martial arts, and tells me stories. She is not like my unreliable brother who always leaves me alone..."

Hiss!

Zhang Jiuyang took a breath of cold air. This little ghost girl had such a strong grudge that it made him, the heir of Yuding, feel numb.

Fortunately, among the three little ones, there is still one who is always loyal to Zhang Jiuyang and works hard without complaint.

"Master!!!"

Qingji came out of Ah Li's ear, spread his wings behind him, and flew happily around Zhang Jiuyang, very excited.

He hasn't seen Zhang Jiuyang for too long.

"Master, I have been practicing hard during this period, and now I have become very strong, look!"

Qingji rolled up his yellow robe, revealing his well-developed biceps, with a proud face.

Zhang Jiuyang sighed in his heart. He could feel that Qingji had been working hard all the time. It not only wanted to help him deliver the letter, but also wanted to fight together and not be left behind.

But his strength improved too fast, and the enemy was too powerful.

Although Qingji worked hard enough, his talent was limited, unless there was an opportunity that defied heaven.

Zhang Jiuyang touched his head and encouraged him, which made him beam with joy and happy, without any complaints about being left behind.

Zhang Jiuyang thought to himself that if he could freely give visualization pictures in the future, he would definitely give one to the three little ones so that they could continue to follow him.

After all, he didn't want these friends who had traveled together at the beginning to be left alone in the end.

"You all came?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked with a smile. Seeing them, he subconsciously relaxed and showed a genuine smile.

"It was Madam Shen who asked us to come."

Qingji took out a letter from his chest, handed it to Zhang Jiuyang, and continued: "By the way, Master, Madam Shen also asked us to bring you a letter."

Zhang Jiuyang nodded, took the letter and opened it.

There were only two sentences on the letter paper. The first sentence was "Be good to Ling'er", but the second sentence made Zhang Jiuyang's eyes fixed.

"Be careful of Zhuge Yunhu."

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