The God and Buddha are actually me

The Underworld.

Zhang Jiuyang slowly retracted his gaze towards the human world. He still looked like Wang Lingguan, with a red face and a curly beard, golden armor and red robe, riding on a wind-fire wheel, tall and majestic, and eyes as bright as torches.

"The deal is done. Please leave the Underworld."

A powerful and deep voice sounded, as if it came from all directions and echoed throughout the Underworld.

Zhang Jiuyang's current state is very magical. Asking the gods to possess him does not mean that he has no thoughts of his own. He mainly relies on Wang Lingguan during the battle, but after the battle, he has a certain degree of autonomy.

Looking around, the dark fog is vast, and many ghost soldiers can be vaguely seen, densely packed, as if all the ghost soldiers in the entire Underworld have come out in full force.

The Underworld is a special area, with only black, white and gray. Only Zhang Jiuyang is shining with red and golden divine light, dazzling and dazzling.

He looked around with his fiery eyes, as well as the crazy old man who was knocked unconscious by him.

Yinyang Lake turned out to be a passage connecting the world of the living and the underworld. The crazy old man wanted to escape to the underworld, but he caught up with him and fought with him for dozens of rounds, and finally knocked him unconscious.

The fight between the two directly alarmed the entire underworld, and countless underworld soldiers were sent to encircle and suppress him, but they were obedient after a few golden whips. Even the legendary Lord of the Mansion woke up.

The Lord of the Mansion was invisible and formless, as if he was the incarnation of the consciousness of the underworld. When he spoke, the Yinshan Mountain trembled and the Yellow Spring flowed backwards, causing the entire underworld to resonate.

Zhang Jiuyang felt the pressure. The opponent's aura seemed to be no weaker than that of the crazy old man.

And because it was in the opponent's home court, there might be some kind of killer hidden.

Of course, he was not afraid of anything now that the Lingguan Lord possessed him. Only after he invited the gods, he could experience the power of Wang Lingguan.

That was an unparalleled domineering and powerful.

But the time for inviting the gods was limited, so he had to be prepared to finish.

"The deal has been made, please leave!"

The voice of the Lord of the Mansion sounded again, as if he was angry and didn't want to see Zhang Jiuyang appear in the underworld.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't respond but just stood quietly, as if waiting for something.

Letting the ghost mother enter the underworld was not actually requested by the Lord of the Mansion, but a deal he proposed, on the condition that he agreed to leave here.

There are two main reasons for doing this.

The first is that the ghost mother has been reincarnated and was born in the Lingguan Temple. This is a kind of fate. If he can always maintain the state of Wang Lingguan, then he might as well be accepted by him.

Just like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva subdued the head of the ghost Wangguan.

But unfortunately, after the end of the invitation, he will be beaten back to his original form, and after calculating the secrets of the sky with the power of the Lingguan, he found that the underworld is the most suitable way out for her.

The second reason is that the ghost mother is a very good chess piece, and she may play a significant role in the future.

For example, she is very suitable as an insider in the two-faced Buddha's black sky plan.

Zhang Jiuyang, who had successfully penetrated into Huangquan, naturally understood how destructive an insider could be.

Of course, Wang Lingguan, who hated evil as much as he hated evil, would not easily forgive the ghost mother who had harmed countless people, so he ordered her to do good deeds to atone for her sins, and to protect pregnant women and children. In addition, she should not be punished less.

Unlike the reincarnation of the Painted Skin Master, she had been baptized by the power of the Lingguan. Although the depths of her soul still carried the evil of her previous life, as time went by, she would also be born with positive thoughts and kindness.

There was a second possibility in the future.

Of course, if she still fell into the devil's way, Zhang Jiuyang also had a way to counter it. The power of the Lingguan in her body was like the golden hoop on the head of the Great Sage.

Even if she cultivated to a higher level in the future, as long as she could not surpass Wang Lingguan, the Lingguan Jue could make her unable to live or die.

Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, Zhang Jiuyang decided not to kill the ghost mother first and send her to the underworld.

"Your Excellency--"

The Lord of the Mansion was about to continue speaking, but suddenly saw Zhang Jiuyang move.

He put away the wind and fire wheel, took a step forward, and the flames were thousands of layers, like red lotus flowers blooming on the other side of the underworld, burning all the strange underworld fog into nothingness.

Countless ghost soldiers turned into ashes because of this.

The clouds and mist were dispersed, revealing the figure of a little girl, wearing a red skirt, holding pink double swords, with a delicate face, looking at Zhang Jiuyang with joy.

The next moment, Zhang Jiuyang appeared beside her.

"Jiu Ge!"

A Li shouted crisply. Although Zhang Jiuyang's current appearance was exactly the same as Lingguan, she could feel that it was her Jiu Ge.

As a ghost, she was naturally afraid of Wang Lingguan's breath, but as long as it was Jiu Ge, she was not afraid of anything.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled slightly, reached out to pick her up, and put her on his shoulders.

"In the past, we always went to the underworld secretly. This time, Brother Jiu will take you to visit the underworld openly and look for Uncle Jiang."

He stepped forward step by step, and his figure kept getting bigger and bigger. In the end, he was several feet high. Although he was not as huge as a mountain, the sense of oppression was even greater than that.

Every step he took would leave a huge footprint burning with heavenly fire on the underworld, which made the surrounding underworld soldiers tremble with fear.

Boom!

The Yin Mountain trembled, and the whole underworld seemed to have an extra round of moving sun. Wherever it went, there was a blazing fire and golden flames burning the sky. Those underworld soldiers, let alone trying to stop him, had already turned their weapons into molten iron even though they were hundreds of feet away.

There were also many who did not have time to dodge and were directly trampled into ashes by Zhang Jiuyang.

Whoever blocked him would die!

Where he went, the underworld fog dissipated, and the underworld soldiers fled like a giant coming to an ant's nest.

Ah Li's mouth was open, and there were stars twinkling in her eyes. She sat on Zhang Jiuyang's shoulder, shaking her legs, her heart full of pride and excitement.

Brother Ninth is so majestic!

"Does your Majesty want to break your promise?"

The Lord of the Mansion also seemed to be angry, and his momentum became stronger and stronger, causing the sky above the underworld to become filled with black clouds, a sinister wind howling, and a terrifying eye appearing.

In that eye, one can even feel the true meaning of the law of six reincarnations and see the birth and death of billions of living beings.

In the underworld, the ruler is the Tao.

Zhang Jiuyang raised his head, his eyes as bright as the sun, and looked directly into that eye without any hesitation. As soon as he opened his mouth, thunder roared, and the energy of five thunders descended on the underworld.

"I said I would leave, but I didn't say I would leave right away. Could it be that your underworld is a place of filth and evil and there is something shameful about it?"

"What happens to the underworld has nothing to do with you. If you continue like this, will you start a war with the underworld?"

Zhang Jiuyang's footsteps paused slightly, and his Sky Eye fluctuated like magma.

Then he smiled slightly and continued to take the next step.

"If you want to fight, then fight."

He acted extremely strong and domineering, and the Yushu Heavenly Fire surrounding his body burned even more vigorously, filling the entire underworld with raging fire.

The golden whip in his hand bloomed with divine brilliance, and the dragon-binding rope around his waist roared like a dragon, ready to fly out of the trapped enemy at any time.

Fu Jun fell into silence and did not speak for a long time.

After a long time, His voice sounded again.

"Back off and let him pass."

As His words fell, the dark fog in the underworld quickly dissipated, and the Yin soldiers disappeared, and the continuous Yin mountains revealed their true colors.

Huangquan, Wangchuan, Bianhuahua, Naihe Bridge, Sansheng Stone...

The underworld in this world actually has all kinds of wonders and sights from the legends of previous lives. The style and appearance are completely different from the human world. For example, the water in some places even flows upward, and some buildings are actually made of bones.

"Brother Ninth, there are so many treasures!"

Ah Li's eyes lit up. In the past, there were Yin soldiers everywhere in the underworld. Coupled with the dark fog that could obscure her sight and soul, it was very difficult for her to explore.

It's better now, everything is so clear, you can clearly see the various buildings and the exotic flowers and plants.

The little girl even gouged out her eyes, and her two eyeballs were flying around her, not sparing them in all four directions.

After walking for who knows how long, Zhang Jiuyang came to a place.

This is a strange jungle, but what is planted is not a tree, but a person.

Half of their bodies were planted in the ground, and roots seemed to have grown out. The exposed half of their bodies were covered with vegetation, and only their fingers could move, as if they were pinching something.

Zhang Jiuyang saw Du Shensuan.

The kind-hearted elder who had devoted his whole life to studying the six-yao hexagram technique was now completely numb and had almost turned into an ancient tree.

Zhang Jiuyang could sense that these people were calculating some extremely important secret, and the reason why they turned into trees was the punishment for peeping into the secret.

Each of these people is a master of divination. They are gathered together in one place. It seems that Fu Jun has a big plan.

"It's Grandpa Du!"

Ah Li shouted: "The people in the underworld are really bad. Grandpa Du could still say a few words to me before, but now he has completely turned into a tree."

Zhang Jiuyang shook his head and said: "If they are not connected to the underworld now, and the underworld shares the punishment of heaven, I am afraid they will not just become a tree."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and lifted it slightly.

Click!

The bark outside Du Shensuan's body was split inch by inch, and his whole body was pulled out. All the roots and stems were cut off, and green juice flowed out.

"Enough!"

Fu Jun's voice sounded again, with a warning tone.

"I want to take this person away."

Zhang Jiuyang only said this sentence.

The Lord was silent for a moment and said: "I can let him return to normal and serve in the underworld, but he must not leave the underworld."

Obviously, there were some secrets that He didn't want others to know.

"good."

To the master's surprise, Zhang Jiuyang agreed simply and neatly this time, but followed by another sentence.

"I want to see Uncle Jiang, a thief caught by you."

"This can't be—"

"After one stick of incense, if I don't see him, I will pluck all these trees for you."

"Don't say you didn't predict what you said."

Fujun: "..."

He once again realized the tyranny of the fire-god-like man in front of him. What's more terrible is that Mr. Fu could feel that he might really do this!

Who is this man?

Why is it that even he doesn't know its origin, as if it appeared out of thin air, yet is it so powerful?

Even half a stick of incense was gone when a figure walked over silently.

Through the mist, you can see a pair of scarlet eyes and a pair of big hands covered with red hair.

It’s hard to imagine that those hands have made many soft buns.

Uncle Jiang turned out to be a dark soldier.

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