The God and Buddha are actually me

Boom, boom, boom!

The coffin suddenly shook violently and made an unusual noise.

Zhang Jiuyang saw a look of horror in Yue Ling's eyes, as if he had seen something very terrible.

This is really unusual for her who has experienced many battles.

Having fought side by side with Yue Ling for so long, this was the first time Zhang Jiuyang saw her showing such an expression. It was not only panic and fear, but also helplessness and despair.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly separated her hand holding the corpse.

In an instant, Yue Ling's body stopped trembling, and her eyes returned to calm, but there was still a trace of fear.

Her eyes were red, and the way she looked at her sister's body was extremely distressing and full of self-blame.

"Zhang Jiuyang, I know what my little sister has been through."

She took a deep breath and said, "Do you remember that every time I get injured, I recover quickly?"

Zhang Jiuyang nodded. Yue Ling had strong self-healing ability. Although he could not recover broken limbs or regenerate with blood, most injuries could be healed after a night's rest.

Even very serious trauma, such as being pierced through the waist and abdomen with a sword, will scab quickly and leave no scars.

"This is actually not my ability, but my little sister's."

Zhang Jiuyang was startled, then quickly reacted and said: "In other words, the innate magical power of King Ming is the root bone of the dragon and elephant, and the reincarnated magical power of the Burning Ghost King is the immortal body?"

Yue Ling nodded and said: "Yes, it's just that I took away a lot of her vitality in her mother's womb, so I took away part of her abilities."

"You mean, my little sister's self-healing ability is actually far stronger than yours?"

Yue Ling nodded.

"Then why is she still suffering from all kinds of diseases?"

"Maybe it's not invalid..."

Yue Ling looked at his father and suddenly said: "A doctor once said that the little sister would not live to be three years old, but then she survived. Later the doctor said that the little sister would not live to be seven years old, and then ten years old. , twelve years old..."

"She has always been able to persevere through cold winters and illnesses again and again. Even the doctors call it a miracle and say it's because we took good care of her."

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly realized and said: "I understand, apart from your careful care and various natural treasures, what really supports my little sister's survival is her own self-healing ability!"

Her innate supernatural powers have been in operation, helping her fight various diseases and achieve victory again and again.

It's just that the Duke's Mansion took good care of her and didn't give her a chance to get hurt, so this magical power has never been discovered and only plays a subtle role.

"It's a pity that I took away so much of her vitality that even though she has the power of self-healing, she still can't recover."

"But with our care and various natural and earthly treasures to replenish her vitality, the little sister could have slowly recovered and finally defeated the disease completely. However, she encountered the tragedy of the Duke's Mansion."

Yue Ling's voice was filled with sorrow as she continued: "That night, she was bitten to pieces by the demon. She was indeed dead, but it also inspired the power of Mian Ran, which greatly increased her healing ability!"

Yue Ling has a deep understanding of this.

Before she met Zhang Jiuyang, she had fought against demons many times. Every time she was in a desperate situation, she could feel a powerful force pouring out of her body, allowing her to defeat her opponent as if with divine help.

The more dangerous it is, the harder the fight, the stronger the power that emerges from the depths of the soul.

Later she learned that it was King Ming's magical power.

Since she is like this, the reincarnated little girl is naturally like this too.

Hearing her words, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to suddenly understand something. He took a breath of air, stared at the complete skeleton, and said: "So, the little sister did not die at that time, but was resurrected by her powerful self-healing ability. Even the missing right hand has grown back!"

This is why the body, which was pieced together and missing its right hand when it was buried, is now intact.

Ming Wang's divine power is fighting, while Mian Ran's power is self-healing.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to remember something. He suddenly opened the coffin lid and saw that it was full of scratches and streaks of dark red blood that had long since dried.

For a moment, he felt worried.

"My little sister came back to life, but when she woke up, she found that she was lying in a coffin and had been buried underground. The nails in the coffin were strong and sharp, and I nailed them one by one with my own hands..."

Yue Ling said in a sad voice: "At that time, she finally defeated the disease and gained a healthy body, but she was buried alive by her relatives in the ground. In fear, she could only dig with her fingers, leaving a trace A bloodstain."

Zhang Jiuyang silently held her hand, hoping to give her some strength.

"But she has never practiced cultivation and is weak. How can she have the strength to escape?"

"So she could only dig as hard as she could. Her nails broke and grew again, grew and broke again, and the cycle continued endlessly."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes fell on the little sister's finger bones, and he finally understood why there was such obvious wear and tear only there.

"Because the space inside the coffin is small and sealed, she will soon find it difficult to breathe and eventually die of suffocation, but..."

Yue Ling's body trembled slightly, and even Yue Shuai's eyes were red and he clenched his fists.

A generation of famous generals seemed to have lost the courage to continue listening at this moment.

"Because of the power of the face burning, the little sister who died of suffocation came back to life. She continued to dig desperately, then suffocated again and died, then continued to revive, and then continued to die..."

Zhang Jiuyang felt creepy, and a chill rushed straight to the top of his head.

He couldn't believe what a desperate and painful situation it was. He was resurrected again and again, and suffocated again and again, over and over again, never stopping.

You know, suffocation is a very painful way to die.

After suffocation, people seem to fall into a coma, but in fact they still retain a trace of consciousness and can feel the pain. They will have purple and swollen faces, blood vessels in the neck, and muscle spasms.

There is an ancient punishment in China, which is to soak paper and cover the face of the prisoner to let him experience the torture of suffocation. Even a strong man will confess everything after doing it once.

The best thing is that there will be no scars on the body.

And Yue Xiaomei may have experienced such punishments thousands of times.

"Until the power of Mian Ran was exhausted, my sister was completely freed. This is... everything she has experienced."

When Yue Ling said this, her heart was broken and she blamed herself.

If she hadn't taken away a lot of vitality in the womb, my sister's self-healing ability would have been demonstrated earlier, and she would have even embarked on the path of cultivation earlier. How could she have endured such inhuman torture?

"But if my sister is really dead, who is Xuan Su, and why does she give you that special throbbing feeling?"

Zhang Jiuyang keenly discovered the biggest loophole and asked.

Although he didn't interact with Xuan Su much, he could feel that the other party had a physical body, not a special existence like Zhuge Yu.

Yue Ling shook her head and said, "I don't know either. Maybe... I can only ask Xuan Su in person."

When mentioning the name Xuan Su, her heart is very complicated now.

She has always hated the evil spirits of Huangquan and wanted to get rid of everyone as soon as possible, but now, Xuan Su may be her own sister, and even the Lord of Feng Tianzun.

If Xuan Su is really her younger sister, can she still kill him?

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"In this life, she is your elder sister. In order to help you get revenge, she has been against us Huang Quan. Xuan Su, can you make up your mind to kill her?"

Inside Mount Yanfu, the voice of Tianzun sounded again.

Hearing this question, Xuan Su was silent for a moment and said, "Master, do you have to kill her?"

"It seems that you are hesitant, Xuan Su, don't forget all the pain you have experienced, and don't forget who saved you from the pain."

"Master, Xuan Su dare not forget."

Tian Zun said calmly: "I didn't want to kill Yue Ling, but she grew up too fast, far beyond my expectations. If this continues, it won't be long before the Ming Wang will return to the throne."

"Ming Wang... is a tough nut to crack, and may affect our plan."

Xuan Su lowered his eyes and said, "Please rest assured, Master, I understand that she is not my sister, but the enemy who killed me and took away everything from me. I will not be soft-hearted."

Tian Zun nodded and said, "It's better to do so."

Xuan Su bowed and said, "Master, then I will take my leave first."

"Wait a minute."

Tian Zun was comprehending the Huashou Gate while bending his finger. In an instant, it seemed that there was boundless Buddha light blooming and thousands of Sanskrit sounds chanting.

Xuan Su's eyes flashed with scenes, including the scene of communicating with Zhuge Yu just now, the scene of Yue Ling stabbing her with a gun, and the scene of fighting with Bai Long on the East China Sea earlier...

At this moment, she stood there, as if she was free from time, watching the scenes constantly retreating, and fell into an extremely mysterious state.

When she suddenly came to her senses, she found that she seemed to have returned to the state before fighting with Bai Long. The injuries on her body disappeared, and the lost mana was restored.

"Congratulations, Master, you have cultivated the cause and effect to the highest level!"

She reacted instantly, a trace of excitement flashed in her eyes, and looked at Tianzun with great admiration.

Tianzun shook his head and said, "It's just that I have gained something from my recent understanding of Huashou Sect. It's not considered to have cultivated to the highest level, but it can help you recover from your injuries and rebuild your foundation, which is of some use."

Xuan Su was very moved.

The battle with Bai Long was extremely brutal. She was holding the magic weapon, the Dragon Pool, given by Tianzun, and her own cultivation at the peak of the sixth realm, so she thought nothing would go wrong.

But she never thought that everything was going smoothly at the beginning, but in the end Bai Long displayed a desperate magical power, as if he had become another person in an instant, with unprecedented magical power.

Not only did he destroy the Dragon Pool in one fell swoop, but he also stirred up the entire East China Sea, with waves as high as thousands of feet, covering the sky and the sun, making her feel like an ant.

If Tianzun had not noticed the destruction of the Dragon Pool, and then used his great magical power to bring her magic power and soul, she would probably have died at the hands of the terrifying white dragon.

But even with the help of Tianzun, she was also seriously injured, and even affected her foundation. The reason why she was able to hold on to save Zhuge Yu was purely relying on Tianzun's magic power.

But now, as Tianzun used his magical powers, she actually returned to the state before fighting with Bailong, and all her injuries disappeared.

Having been with Tianzun for a long time, she knew him very well.

Tianzun cherished his magic power very much, even to the point of being stingy. Every move he made was crucial, and he never wasted his magic power.

For example, killing the old Dragon King, or breaking into the holy land of Baiyun Temple and snatching the Huashou Gate.

This was the first time she saw Tianzun take action on such a trivial matter, and still spend mana to heal her injuries.

"I don't blame you for the failure in capturing Bai Long. Unless I was actually present at that time, there were very few people in the world who could defeat her. You don't have to blame yourself and just concentrate on dealing with Yue Ling."

"yes."

Xuan Su hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Master, the Bailong finally escaped. The direction seems to be Jizhou. Will he go to find Zhang Jiuyang?"

Bailong's current strength cannot be underestimated. If he joins forces with Zhang Jiuyang, it will definitely be more difficult to deal with him in the future.

Tianzun just smiled faintly when he heard this and said: "If nothing else happens, with the condition of that white dragon... it shouldn't be able to reach Jizhou. I'm afraid it's already dead like the old dragon."

"My master's magical power, Xuan Su admires me!"

"Get ready. By the way, don't forget to attend the next gathering in Huangquan. There may be a good show by then."

Tianzun said meaningfully.

Xuansu perked up and said, "Master, have you found out who the traitor is?"

Tianzun smiled faintly and did not answer.

Xuansu bowed and resigned, and the mountain closed automatically.

However, Tianzun did not comprehend Huashoumen again, but stretched out his hand and started painting on the stone wall of Yanfu Mountain.

Yanfu Mountain is as solid as fine steel, but as Tianzun's fingers move, stone chips fall from the walls, and the entire mountain rumbles.

Finally he put down his finger, and a beautiful painting appeared on the stone wall.

If Zhang Jiuyang were here, he would be very shocked. Tianzun turned out to be such a superb painter, even a national master.

The mural shows a god with a dragon head and a human body, wearing an emperor's crown on his head, exuding a sacred and noble atmosphere.

"Dragon King..."

Tianzun looked at the painting with deep eyes and a very intriguing voice.

"I really don't know which Dragon King you are."

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