The God and Buddha are actually me

Zhang Jiuyang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were no longer clear, but a little blurred, as if he was hiding his desire.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is a hint of coldness deep in his eyes.

Where did the monsters come from that dared to break into the Duke's mansion at night and set their sights on Zhang Jiuyang?

Really tired of living.

However, the visitor did have some tricks. Those pink gases were so powerful that they could forcibly arouse the desire of a real person. Moreover, the fire was so powerful that even the Taoist secret method of subduing the white tiger was not effective.

That is to say, Zhang Jiuyang possesses the magical power of Heavenly Escape Sword Intention, which can cut off all desires. Otherwise, he would never be able to deal with it so easily, and he might even get caught.

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a knock on the door again.

Zhang Jiuyang pretended to be fighting against lust, and scolded: "Who is outside, and why is he knocking on Pindao's door late at night?"

As if aware of the uneasiness in Zhang Jiuyang's voice, the woman outside the door smiled sweetly, her voice soft and tingling.

"The little girl has heard Zhang Zhenren's name for a long time, and she admires him very much. She came to visit him late at night, just to see the real face of Zhenren. For a while... she was greedy for pleasure."

Her voice seemed to have a strange magic power, which made the fire in Zhang Jiuyang's heart swell instantly, and he actually felt like his mouth was dry.

He pretended to be angry and said: "Where did this evil ghost come from? He knows the name of Pindao and dares to throw himself into the trap. Believe it or not, Pindao accepted you-"

Before he finished speaking, the fragrant wind blew and the door suddenly opened.

Under the moonlight, a graceful figure came into view, and to Zhang Jiuyang's surprise, the person who came was not a bohemian, but unusually dignified and holy.

I saw her with her hair tied up in clouds, wearing a colorful peacock gold crown, with lotus flowers between her eyebrows, wearing a necklace, a long and short red gauze gold skirt, lined with a close-sleeved heavenly garment, and her temperament was graceful, luxurious, sacred and solemn.

Only one pair of feet without shoes or socks, bare feet are better than snow and are not stained by fine dust.

Unfortunately, he was wearing a white veil, so his appearance couldn't be seen clearly. It seemed like there was some kind of magic that was covering up his Qi, making it difficult for people to see the depth.

"Where are you going to use...the Taoist Master to take over the slave family?"

This voice was extremely gentle and intoxicating, and the teasing words seemed to add fuel to the fire, causing Zhang Jiuyang's energy and blood to surge, and a trace of flush appeared.

The woman walked over step by step, stretched out her white fingers, and gently touched Zhang Jiuyang's face, her movements gentle and ambiguous.

"What a handsome face, it makes the slave family very happy."

Zhang Jiuyang closed his eyes and frowned, as if he was trying to suppress the almost boiling desire.

The woman's eyes flashed with wonder when she saw this, and she clicked her tongue in surprise.

"He is worthy of being the son-in-law of the famous Yue family and the heir to the Jade Cauldron. He was attracted by the Nu family's Happy Bodhisattva Incense, and he can still persist until now. It's really amazing."

She understands the power of the incense of the Joyous Bodhisattva best. Even an eminent monk who has long overcome his desires and has a complete Tao will fall into the world of mortals and become a Joyful Bodhisattva after receiving this incense.

Even if he is a real person in the Sixth Realm, he may not be able to suppress his desire.

But at such a young age, Zhang Jiuyang was able to withstand it on his own, which shows his profound skills and tenacity of will.

Any other man would have pounced on her and tore her clothes into pieces.

Zhang Jiuyang's performance aroused her desire to conquer, and she wanted to make this promising genius kneel down under her pomegranate skirt and kiss her toes.

"The slave family is willing to perform a dance for the real person. After the dance, if the real person is still unmoved, then the slave family will naturally retreat obediently, but if the real person can't help it..."

She slid her fingers down Zhang Jiuyang's cheeks, paused slightly on his chest, and gently rotated and teased with her nails coated with impatiens juice.

"Then the slave family also allowed the real person to...punish."

hiss!

Despite the blessing of the Heavenly Escape Sword Intention, Zhang Jiuyang still took a breath of air. He snorted, and the golden light on his body shook, forcing the opponent to take a few steps back.

The powerful momentum caused the green bricks on the ground to crack inch by inch.

Buzz!

The sword hairpin in Zhang Jiuyang's hair jingled, and the terrifying sword energy was like a blue dragon about to wake up, staring at the woman with his sharp eyes.

The woman was shocked and suddenly felt pressure.

She did not expect that after being intoxicated by the incense of Huanxi Bodhisattva and teased by her charm, Zhang Jiuyang could actually have murderous intentions and channel so much magic power.

Sure enough, there is no real scholar under the great reputation.

She became more curious about Zhang Jiuyang, and more eager to conquer him completely, but she did not see the killing intent flashing deep in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

Zhang Jiuyang pretended to resist his lust while getting ready to take action.

But who the person is and what their purpose is, it will be obvious after killing him and devouring his soul.

But just then, the woman started dancing.

He was as graceful as a startling dragon, graceful as a swimming dragon, and danced as gracefully as a goddess. He also exuded an astonishing charm, as if countless demons were whispering in his ears and spitting out lotus flowers.

"The world of mortals is boundless, why waste time?"

"All living beings are suffering and should seek ultimate happiness."

"If you give your physical body, all the world will be Buddha..."

Countless distracting thoughts poured into Zhang Jiuyang's mind, full of endless temptations, shaking his Taoist heart.

In an instant, Zhang Jiuyang's mind flashed with lightning, and he knew the origin of this dance.

Sixteen days of magic dance!

According to legend, when Buddha attained enlightenment under the bodhi tree, sixteen demon kings danced in front of him, trying to prevent him from enlightening, but in the end they were unable to shake his heart of becoming a Buddha.

But this dance dares to seduce the Buddha, and it is also the pinnacle of the magical power of charm.

Zhang Jiuyang's face became more and more flushed, and his eyes gradually blurred, as if he was about to sink into this beautiful dance.

Under the veil, a smile appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth.

So what if he is the descendant of Yuding? Didn't he still lose to my Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance?

With the victory in her grasp, her vigilance that she had always raised finally relaxed slightly, and in this lightning-fast moment, a bright sword light suddenly lit up in Zhang Jiuyang's eyes.

The burning desire was instantly shattered by the Tiandun sword intent, and his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and the pure Yang magic sword flashed with golden light.

Clang!

The sword rang and moved, like a waking blue dragon, completely disrupting the aura of the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance.

A muffled hum sounded, and the next moment, a figure fled outside.

"Master Zhang is really powerful, I admire you, but it's a pity that you like to stab people with a sword. I prefer you to use a gun."

Clang!

The Pure Yang Sword automatically floated in front of Zhang Jiuyang's eyes. It had changed from a hairpin to a three-foot-long sword. The sword energy was like a rainbow, flowing with brilliant light, like a golden crow.

Drops of blood flowed from the sword, containing an amazing demonic aura.

Zhang Jiuyang sneered. Even though this woman escaped with injuries, she still did not forget to seduce him. She was really a foxy woman, and her nature was hard to change.

When the woman escaped just now, he saw a fox with snow-white hair.

"It turned out to be a fox demon."

Zhang Jiuyang stood up with the sword and walked quietly out of the yard. At this moment, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and there was silence all around. The previous wind and rain had stopped.

He opened his eyes and easily found the demonic aura that remained along the way.

"I want to see who you are."

This is not just seduction, but trying to use seductive magic to confuse his mind, so that he will continue to degenerate and finally become a puppet of others.

He, Zhang Jiuyang, is not a scholar in Liao Zhai. On the contrary, he is a Taoist priest who kills demons and eliminates monsters.

Scholars like this kind of romantic plot, but he doesn't.

Zhang Jiuyang used his magical power of shrinking the earth, picked up his sword and went after the evil spirit. His long hair was scattered like a waterfall, his eyes were as bright as the stars, and his footsteps were like floating lights and shadows, and he arrived in an instant.

After a few breaths, he stopped in a corner of Yue Mansion.

This is a warehouse for storing sundries. The gifts Zhang Jiuyang received when he got married were also piled here.

Looking at the drop of blood at the door, Zhang Jiuyang had a sneer on his face.

He kicked the door open directly.

In the darkness, in a room full of sundries, a figure climbed up in fear and shouted: "You, who are you?"

"I am the woman given to Master Zhang by the current emperor. You, who are you, don't be rude!"

Zhang Jiuyang flicked his finger, and the flame flew out from his fingertips and landed on a candlestick, illuminating the surroundings.

The woman's face was indeed pretty and charming, especially her two pairs of eyes like a little deer, which were extremely lively and charming.

"I am Zhang Jiuyang."

Hearing Zhang Jiuyang's words, she was delighted and stood up and said, "Master Zhang, I have finally waited for you!"

She ran over like a little rabbit, with tears in her eyes. It seemed that she was frightened by the experience in the warehouse in the past few days. Although her appearance was not beautiful, she was still pitiful.

Zhang Jiuyang opened his eye between his eyebrows and looked at her carefully. He frowned slightly and did not find any demonic aura. However, this woman had a lot of karma, which showed that she had done a lot of bad things.

Clang!

The sword flashed, and a trace of surprise appeared in the eyes of the charming beauty.

With a plop, it was like a ball falling to the ground.

A beautiful head rolled on the ground, the headless body trembled slightly, and blood kept spurting out of the neck, splashing everywhere.

A faint glow rippled from Zhang Jiuyang's body, isolating all the blood from outside, and even the blood on the ground would automatically avoid his boots.

When he walked slowly, the breeze he brought blew the headless corpse completely down.

The woman still had a last bit of consciousness, and seemed to try to reach out and grab Zhang Jiuyang's robe, wanting to ask him why he wanted to kill her, but in the end she fell down powerlessly.

Before her consciousness completely dissipated, she heard a sigh from Zhang Jiuyang.

"It's really not that slutty fox."

"It seems that I killed the wrong person."

Although he killed the wrong person, Zhang Jiuyang did not regret drawing his sword. This woman had evil intentions and was definitely a spy sent by the emperor to sow discord between him and Yue Ling.

And in the eyes of Lingguan Tian, ​​she had a heavy karma, like a black snake, and at least hundreds of lives were carried.

In a word, she was not a good thing. Although it was a wrong killing, it was not a wrong killing.

Although Zhang Jiuyang is sentimental, he will never be blinded by beauty, nor will he be overwhelmed by desire.

"Haha, the real person has a cruel heart. He is willing to kill such a delicate beauty. I feel a little distressed when I see it."

A voice sounded faintly, and the fragrant wind blew again.

The woman who danced the Sixteen Heavenly Demon Dance before appeared in front of Zhang Jiuyang again, smiling sweetly, charming everyone.

Zhang Jiuyang's pupils condensed and found that the other party had no sword wounds.

He was a little surprised that he could remove his pure Yang sword energy in such a short time and make the wounds recover as before. This cultivation must be at the sixth realm.

Combined with the other party's unfathomable charm technique and the white fox figure before, a name emerged in his mind.

Moon Goddess!

His heart moved. The Moon Goddess actually left the palace?

He had been thinking about how to get clues about the imperial seal from Yue Shen, after all, she was hiding in the palace and had been looking for her for many years.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't believe that he had no gains.

Should he keep Yue Shen now?

Zhang Jiuyang was very tempted by this idea. Although Yue Shen was a member of his Huangquan group, her position was not firm and she often swayed between two sides.

If he could kill her now, there would be many benefits.

The first was that he could swallow Yue Shen's soul and get many secrets, among which might be the whereabouts of the imperial seal.

The second was that he could get a Huangquan Order, and the third was that he could further enhance his voice in Huangquan. After all, the Yue Shen he drew would no longer be a fence-sitter.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiuyang's eyes showed murderous intent.

Kill!

He was a very decisive person. Without saying a word, he immediately took action. The dragon-binding rope on his waist flew out instantly, trying to trap the other party first.

But the other party seemed to be well prepared, with a purple talisman in his palm.

"Zhang Jiuyang, do you recognize this talisman?"

Zhang Jiuyang paused, waved his hand to put away the dragon-binding rope, he had recognized that it was a very precious large teleportation talisman.

When he was hit by the Yin thunder of the master of Feixian Cave, he relied on this talisman to escape.

Once the large teleportation talisman is used, it can be instantly teleported to a place thousands of miles away. Unless a formation to block the space is arranged in advance, it cannot be blocked.

The other party is fearless, no wonder he dared to break into the Duke's Mansion at night to provoke him.

"That's right, Master, we met too late, don't be so angry, why don't we have a good chat?"

"I never waste words with unknown people."

"Haha, it's my fault."

She lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing a pair of snow-white and flawless calves under the moonlight. Under the seemingly holy and dignified golden long skirt, she didn't even wear underwear.

The woman squatted down, bowed, and said with a smile: "My surname is Su, and my given name is Su. Of course, if you don't mind, you can also call me...Moon Goddess."

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