The God and Buddha are actually me

"Brother-in-law, your true cultivation must be at the sixth realm, right?"

"Brother-in-law, you are so young, how did you cultivate, it's really amazing!"

"Brother-in-law, I just fell into the illusion, and I didn't see how you attacked. What kind of palm technique is that? Can I learn it?"

"Brother-in-law, how about I kowtow to you, and you accept me as your disciple!"

...

Along the way, Yue Lin, who was carrying the corpse of the tiger demon, never stopped talking. Today, he was really eye-opening, and the word "brother-in-law" became more and more fluent.

At that time, he was in a desperate situation and could feel the powerlessness and despair. The opponent's power was completely beyond his ability to contend with. He was like an ant in the illusion.

But the enemy that was difficult for him to defeat was easily solved by his brother-in-law like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

This shocked him too much.

A series of questions made Zhang Jiuyang helpless. He shook his head and smiled, "First of all, I am not your brother-in-law yet. Your sister and I have only made an engagement, but we have not officially married yet. You don't have to call me so often."

"Secondly, I don't accept disciples."

Yue Lin was immediately very disappointed and said, "Brother-in-law, are you still angry with me because of the previous incident? I apologize to you-"

Zhang Jiuyang patted his shoulder and smiled, "General Qin took good care of you on the battlefield. You are willing to speak up for him. It is a man's loyalty and brotherly love. I can only appreciate it. Why should I be angry?"

"And in the illusion, you would rather die than surrender. You didn't give up resistance until the last moment. You are worthy of being a man of the Yue family!"

Yue Lin's face was lifted. Looking at Zhang Jiuyang, who was a head taller than him, smiling warmly and looking calm, he was touched.

If the thunderous momentum just now made him admire the skills of this brother-in-law, then now the other party's mind and demeanor also made him admire.

Character, martial arts, and extremely romantic!

No wonder his sister fell in love with him. This was the first time he had seen such an outstanding man.

"Brother-in-law, no matter what others say or what my parents think, I, Yue Lin, have chosen you. Although Brother Qin is very good to me, I know the difference compared to my sister's happiness."

"If there is still a man in the world who deserves my sister, it must be you!"

He looked determined and changed his camp without hesitation.

In fact, he had felt that although Brother Qin was outstanding, he was still far behind his sister. However, compared with Zhang Jiuyang who came out of nowhere, he was definitely more inclined to Brother Qin.

But now after contacting him, he was completely impressed by Zhang Jiuyang's demeanor and made a decision immediately.

Obviously, he was also a decisive and courageous person.

Zhang Jiuyang smiled and did not speak immediately. Instead, he asked after a while: "Why did Marshal Yue suddenly invite me to this family dinner and deliberately not let your sister attend?"

He began to inquire.

Yue Lin shook his head and said, "I don't know. The old man suddenly held a family dinner and specifically asked me to invite you."

"But my mother said that someone from the palace came some time ago. Since then, the old man has been frowning and often locked himself in the ancestral hall."

Zhang Jiuyang raised his eyebrows and caught the key words.

Someone from the palace!

Old Madam Shen once said that General Yue was eager to marry his daughter and had no objection to this marriage. Now there has been a sudden change, which may be related to the person who came from the palace.

"Brother-in-law, don't worry. With this tiger demon you sent, the old man will be very happy. He loves hunting tigers the most!"

Yue Lin carried the corpse of the tiger demon, which was almost bigger than him, and walked step by step, laughing as he walked.

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have thought of something and asked, "I wonder what the eldest lady and your mother like? I should prepare a small gift for my first visit."

Yue Lin thought about it seriously and said, "The eldest lady and my mother have a good relationship. They are both from Yangzhou, but they have stayed in the bitter cold of Jizhou all year round. What they miss most is the taste of their hometown."

"I got it. Yangzhou's Baoying pear is very famous. I have heard them mention it many times when chatting. It's a pity that the pear can only be bought in Yangzhou and is not suitable for long-term storage. The old man doesn't like extravagance, so the eldest lady and my mother rarely eat it..."

Shaking his head, Yue Lin said again, "But no matter how powerful your escape technique is, it's too late to buy it now. I'll think of something else. How about buying some rouge, powder, or pearl hairpins and jewelry?"

Zhang Jiuyang frowned slightly.

Yue Ling respected her mother very much. The daughter of Mrs. Shen was indeed an extraordinary woman. After she became the mistress of the Duke's Mansion, she set an example by living frugally and gave all the money she saved to the families of those heroes on the battlefield.

It is said that there was an old mother in Jizhou whose six sons all joined the army but died in battle. She lived a miserable old age with no one to take care of her.

After hearing about this, Mrs. Shen took the initiative to take the old mother to the Duke's Mansion and took care of her with the courtesy of a child. In the end, she also wore mourning clothes and sent a coffin to guard the spirit.

For such a respected Duke's wife, Zhang Jiuyang did not want to prepare a gift casually.

However, Yangzhou and Jizhou are thousands of miles apart, and even with his current magical powers, it will take at least a day to go back and forth.

It seems that he can only make do with it for now.

Zhang Jiuyang sighed in his heart and was ready to think about what would be better.

At this moment, his pupils fluttered, and a strange color flashed across them. The visualization map in his mind moved strangely, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Could it be that the incense has accumulated enough, and Lu Zu is going to pass on the inheritance?

Thinking of this, he sat cross-legged, saying that he had an epiphany, and asked Yue Lin to help him protect the law, and then sank his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness.

But to his disappointment, Lu Zu's visualization map did not descend to the inheritance, and this abnormal movement was due to another matter.

Wanshou Mountain Chunyang Palace was officially built!

This palace was built on Wanshou Mountain in Yangzhou. The whole mountain was bought by Old Lady Shen, who spent a lot of money to build Chunyang Palace. It took several months to complete.

Because of the spread of the book "Lu Chunyang Flying Sword Records" and the Shen family's secret promotion, the story of Lu Dongbin has now spread in Yangzhou.

This is the richest land in Kyushu and the largest population, and the incense it brings is extremely considerable.

But in the hearts of the people, stories are always just stories. If you want to transform them into incense beliefs, it will take time to accumulate and settle.

However, with the completion of Chunyang Palace, this process will inevitably be rapidly promoted.

When people personally step into the solemn and majestic Chunyang Palace and see the statue of the unrestrained swordsman, they will realize that it is not just a story.

The establishment of palaces and temples is like the characters in the story entering reality, and their role is irreplaceable.

At this moment, Zhang Jiuyang felt the power of the incense that increased instantly, and it was much more pious than before, which made the entire visualization picture vibrate and burst into brilliant light.

Looking at the visualization picture of Lu Zu, Zhang Jiuyang suddenly had an idea, and subconsciously, his soul flew into the picture, as if he had merged with Lu Zu in the painting.

In an instant, Lu Zu's eyes moved, and seemed to become brighter and more spiritual.

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Wanshou Mountain, Chunyang Palace.

As soon as the vermilion gate was opened, the people waiting outside rushed in one after another. They were either curious, or came to worship sincerely, or just to join in the fun.

"I heard that this Lü Dongbin is a very powerful swordsman. We, the swordsmen, are here to pay our respects!"

"It is said that the Lingguan in the Lingguan Temple is a good friend of this Lü Jianxian. In order to celebrate the completion of the Wanshou Palace, the people of the Lingguan Temple came to help."

"Speaking of the Lingguan Temple, it seems that Taoist Zhang has not come out for a long time. Now I can't find anyone to see things..."

"Yes, I miss Taoist Zhang very much. With him, there is nothing that can't be solved!"

"I don't know if this Chunyang Palace is effective. My health has been getting worse recently, so I thought about paying respects everywhere. Maybe it will work?"

A middle-aged man sighed. He was thin, his face was sallow and haggard. He was not old yet, but he had to gasp a few times after walking a few steps.

"You have tuberculosis, and you are tired. You should see a doctor. What god should you worship?"

The companion kindly reminded him.

The middle-aged man did not speak, but just shook his head silently.

When people reach middle age, they really can't afford to get sick. It will cost several taels of silver to seek medical treatment. He has old people and children to take care of. How can he afford it?

In fact, he also knows that praying to gods and Buddhas is probably useless, but it will be a little comforting.

In Chunyang Palace, people are coming in one after another.

At this time, a shout suddenly sounded.

"Eat glutinous rice balls, eat glutinous rice balls!"

"Big glutinous rice balls for one copper coin to buy three, small glutinous rice balls for three copper coins to buy one!"

In the solemn Taoist temple, a somewhat abrupt hawking sound suddenly sounded, which was very eye-catching.

When everyone looked over, they found that on one side of the palace, there was an old man selling glutinous rice balls at a stall.

The old man was ragged and very worn. He looked very poor, but his smile was very easy-going.

The glutinous rice balls on the stall were fragrant and extremely tempting, which aroused the appetite of many people.

Moreover, the old man seemed to have some brain problems. His words were very strange. Three big dumplings cost only one copper coin, while one small dumpling cost three copper coins!

"Old man, did you call the order wrong?"

Someone kindly reminded him.

The old man shook his head and smiled, "The order is not wrong. It's like this. Three big dumplings cost one copper coin, and one small dumpling costs three copper coins. The quantity is limited. There is no more."

Everyone laughed and became interested. They thought that the old man must have a brain problem.

"Old man, you are doing business here, aren't you afraid that the sword fairy will be angry?"

The old man shook his head and smiled, "I believe Lu Zu won't care."

Seeing that he insisted on doing so, people were no longer polite. Many people rushed forward and bought all the big dumplings.

Three dumplings for one copper coin, this price is cheaper than that down the mountain. It must be that the old man was stupid and said the wrong order, otherwise how could he get such a bargain?

The big dumplings were sold out quickly. In sharp contrast, no one wanted the small dumplings.

There were very few small dumplings, only two, and even so, none of them were sold.

Time passed by little by little, and just as the old man shook his head and prepared to close the stall, a middle-aged man came forward.

He was the middle-aged man with tuberculosis. He had just finished worshipping Lü Zu, and when he came out, he saw the old man sitting stupidly, and he felt a little sorry.

Anyway, this is the Lü Zu Temple.

He thought about it, carefully took out three copper coins from his arms, and bought a small dumpling.

"Old man, I also have a wife and daughter to support, so I can only buy one. You should go down the mountain, and don't remember the wrong order next time."

He warned, and then ate the small dumpling.

Then, his expression suddenly changed, his hands covered his throat, his face flushed, and he knelt on the ground and retched continuously, as if he was poisoned.

This scared the people around him, and many people who ate the big dumplings also changed their faces, but fortunately, there seemed to be nothing wrong with their bodies.

Are only small dumplings poisonous?

"Quick, catch him!"

Someone rushed towards the old man, but missed.

Even the people and stalls were gone.

"Over there, he knows magic!"

Someone shouted loudly, and everyone looked and saw the old man appearing in another corner again, and they were all horrified.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man finally vomited it out, and it turned out to be a yellow-brown toad. It jumped on the ground a few times and then disappeared.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt that his breathing was particularly smooth, his whole body was extremely comfortable, and he was full of energy.

The tuberculosis disease that had plagued him for more than ten years was actually cured!

At this moment, the old man smiled and recited a poem.

"I went out of the mountain and vowed to save three thousand lives. I searched all over Jambu and found no connection.

I really mean it when I come here. I am obsessed with money. "

After saying that, the old man ate the last small dumpling, and then a magical scene appeared. His tattered clothes turned into Taoist robes, his hair turned into black hair, and his old face became handsome, elegant and elegant.

Especially the long sword behind him. Although it was not unsheathed, it gave people a sense of awe-inspiring sword intent, making it difficult to look directly at it.

It seems that all evil and treacherous thoughts cannot escape the edge of that sword.

The negative sword Taoist floated up and walked towards the temple. Everyone quickly followed, and some even recognized him. The Taoist's appearance seemed to be very similar to the sword immortal enshrined in the temple.

But even though they tried their best to keep up, when they entered the hall, the Taoist figure was still missing.

Only the statue stood quietly in the hall, lifelike, looking at all living things with its clear eyes.

"It's Lu Zu, Lu Zu has appeared!"

"The Pure Yang Sword Immortal has appeared!"

Everyone was extremely excited and kowtowed one after another.

But no one noticed that a Baoying pear was missing from the offerings in front of the shrine.

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