The God and Buddha are actually me

The body of Vajra Dharma King was taken in by the leader of the white-clothed alliance. The horse was so psychic that it neighed and left automatically without anyone driving it.

Those big clear eyes glanced at Zhang Jiuyang, flashing a hint of fear.

This is a horse that is no less than a snow dragon colt. It has strong muscles and strong bones, and strong vitality and blood. It has even approached the level of opening up spiritual wisdom and cultivating demonic power.

After just a few steps, he took the carriage away and quickly disappeared.

"What a pity for this great opportunity."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed and he shook his head.

The leader in white clothes is too mysterious and rarely appears in front of people. It is very difficult and dangerous to find him. He is known for his caution and never puts himself in a trap.

But this time he quietly entered the capital with only one Dharma King, and came to the Zhuge Mansion surrounded by strange gates.

If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to find the other party next time.

"Let's go, I believe the prison will give us an answer."

Yue Ling also felt sorry, but more confused. She could no longer understand Jian Zheng.

As the head of Qin Tian Jian, not only is he connected with Tian Zun, but even the notorious rebel leader, the leader in white, seems to be his friend.

What exactly is Jian Zheng planning?

The two of them walked into the courtyard where Zhuge Yunhu was. The housekeeper was already waiting outside the door. He took Erya, and the philistine smile on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a kind of condensation.

"You two, please."

After the two people entered, the butler waved his sleeves and placed seven-color formation flags around them, and then the whole person looked at their nose, nose and heart, like a sculpture in the wind and snow.

Zhang Jiuyang felt that his surroundings were once again enveloped by another formation. The energy envelope was like a surging tide, like invisible bubbles, distorting light, color, sound, and taste.

This is an extremely clever formation to isolate the secrets of heaven, and it can also prevent the prying eyes of all kinds of magical powers.

As expected, being able to become the steward of the Zhuge family is no ordinary person.

He felt a little excited in his heart, because this also meant that Zhuge Yunhu would tell many important secrets next.

He had a hunch that this trip would be fruitful.

Zhang Jiuyang held Yue Ling's hand and walked slowly into the house. It was very warm inside, with a red clay stove, quiet and simple. Zhuge Yunhu was sitting by the stove, with a soft blanket covering his legs and holding a picture scroll in his hand. .

He looked at the painting quietly, as if he had been looking at it for a long time. He didn't even look up when Zhang Jiuyang and Yue Ling walked in.

The door was open, the cold wind howled in, and the temperature in the room dropped sharply.

Zhuge Yunhu's snow-white beard was fluttering, and his whole body seemed to shrink a little subconsciously, with little blood on his face.

We haven't seen him for a long time, but he still looks sickly, and even the illness has become deeper, making the originally white beard look dull, and the skin on his face has little blood.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Jiuyang would have found it hard to believe that a great monk at the peak of the Six Realms would be so weak that he couldn't even withstand the wind and cold outside.

"Ahem."

Zhuge Yunhu was stirred by the cold wind and couldn't help coughing twice. His chest was like a bellows mixed with sand, which was extremely uncomfortable to hear.

Yue Ling immediately closed the door.

Zhuge Yunhu's face looked better.

"It's old and useless. This winter is really getting colder and colder."

He shook his head, laughed to himself, and sighed.

His name is Zhuge Yunhu, but everyone in the world calls him Zhuge Sick Cat. Now it seems that the name is not wrong.

Zhang Jiuyang took Yue Ling to sit down and handed over some gifts, all of which were high-quality medicinal materials that nourished the body and were produced in the world of Gourd.

That world is becoming more and more dynamic now, and Zhang Jiuyang bought many seeds and scattered them, and many high-quality medicinal materials have been produced.

"Xiaojiu, thank you."

Zhuge Yunhu looked at him, his voice seemed to have deep meaning. He didn't know whether he was thanking him for bringing these medicinal materials, or thanking him for not taking action just now, or for taking Erya into Longhu Mountain.

You know, Zhang Jiuyang has now investigated a lot of inside information about him, even Queen Zhaoyuan has found out.

Zhang Jiuyang should know that the current Zhuge family is definitely a hot potato and will bring huge danger to people at any time.

But he still accepted Erya without hesitation.

Although this kid has become the founder of a sect, he still has a pure heart and has not been affected by interests.

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"Senior Zhuge, I have always been clear about grudges and grievances in my work. I would never implicate a child in any way. What's more, you were kind enough to teach me the Tao back then."

Zhang Jiuyang took a sip of the tea on the table and said with a smile: "Good tea. If you really feel sorry for me, just give me ten kilograms of tea leaves when you leave later."

Zhuge Yunhu was startled for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "You are already the leader of a sect and the most powerful figure in the world, why are you still such a rogue?"

Although he laughed and scolded, his attitude was very cordial.

Although Zhang Jiuyang had just killed the famous Vajra King and threatened the legendary leader in white, he almost took action to keep him.

But in his eyes, he seemed to be looking at a nephew that he admired very much.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled casually, then his eyes fell on the painting of Queen Zhaoyuan, and suddenly asked: "Senior Zhuge, I painted this painting based on the words recorded in various ancient books. Take a look, does it look like ?”

The smile on Zhuge Yunhu's face gradually faded when he heard this, and his eyes fell on the painting again.

His eyes showed a trace of reminiscence, as if he was immersed in it. After a long time, he sighed.

"Xiao Jiu's brushwork is 80% similar, except that there is a mole on her neck and the overall temperament is different."

After a pause, he added: "Yao Ji actually doesn't like to wear a phoenix robe, let alone a phoenix crown, because she thinks it is too heavy. She likes to wear loose green clothes, likes to eat crystal persimmons from Yunji in Beijing, likes to dress up as a man to visit Hongxiuzhao in Changlefang, and likes to go to the theater to listen to "Tianxian Opera"..."

"She is majestic, but not always majestic. Most of the time she likes to lie or sit casually on the grass, looking at the white clouds in the sky and humming a little song. Of course, sometimes she is also very serious and will argue with me over a topic until she is red in the face..."

Zhuge Yunhu said a lot about Empress Zhaoyuan's preferences and habits, and soon an image of a woman who acts unrestrained, informal, and frank was outlined in Zhang Jiuyang's mind.

But Yue Ling's eyes revealed a hint of weirdness.

When Zhuge Yunhu talked about these, his sickly temperament seemed to have disappeared, and he was full of energy and rosy face, as if he had a new vitality.

And those subtle habits that only close people know, all of which seem to indicate one thing.

Empress Zhaoyuan, who was the most respected by the late emperor and the most legendary empress of Daqian, seemed to have a close relationship with Jianzheng...?

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