Chapter 182: It's Time

The drama of Huaguoshan is very interesting!

All the immortals and gods pretended to be invincible, and they looked very weak, and they were played by Sun Wukong!

Li Jing's second son, Muzha, who was a Hui'an walker at Guanyin, came to help the heavenly generals capture Sun Wukong because he was ordered by Guanyin.

After fifty or sixty rounds of pretending to fight, Muzha returned with all his strength.

Li Jing saw that Muzha couldn't take the monkey, so he also pushed the boat down the river, followed the script, went back to Heaven to move the rescuers, and went to Haotian to explain the situation.

And Haotian was also at the suggestion of Guanyin Bodhisattva, that is, one of the twelve golden immortals who once expounded the teachings, Cihang Daoren, and sent someone to Guan Jiangkou to send an order to Erlang God Yang Jian, asking him to go to Huaguo Mountain to capture Sun Wukong.

"It's just a demon monkey, why do you need the second master to do it, our brothers are going to suppress it!"

Hearing that Haotian sent Yang Jian to suppress a demon monkey, Chang Hao, one of the seven monsters in Meishan, said very unhappily.

"That's it, those people in Heavenly Court are really going back more and more, and they can't even solve it with a monkey!" The fourth Zhu Zizhen also echoed with disdain.

"Second master, why don't you let me take my brothers on this trip?"

The eldest Yuan Hong was the most calm, and did not follow a few brothers to talk nonsense, but asked Yang Jian.

"No need, I need to go in person this time," Yang Jian got up from the throne and said with a relaxed smile, "These days, I'm either cultivating or traveling with you, hunting everywhere, but I have nothing to do. I heard that the monkey's martial arts are extraordinary, and I plan to play with him when the time comes, so you don't have to interfere. ”

Hearing Yang Jian say this, the Meishan brothers didn't have much of a dispute, and each went to gather people and horses and dispatch the grass head god.

Only Yang Jian sat upright in the main hall, frowning slightly.

In the calamity thousands of years ago, in order to get the support of the two sages in the West and suppress the interception of the sect that is also a Taoist sect, the ancestor and the ancestor personally made a promise to prosper Buddhism.

Is it worth it?

……

On the second day, the four heavenly kings lived on one side in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, laying a net of heaven and earth, surrounding the four directions, and leaking the sky alone, leaving it for Yang Jian and Sun Wukong to fight.

Yang Jian, who was dressed in bright armor, armed with a three-pointed two-edged gun, flew out of the army with auspicious clouds and came to the outside of the Water Curtain Cave.

As soon as Sun Wukong heard that someone was coming to challenge him, he put on a cloak and walked out with a golden hoop stick.

As soon as he saw Yang Jian, Sun Wukong provoked, "Who are you who dare to come here to challenge me?" ”

Yang Jian sneered, "I am the true monarch of the Holy Erlang, I am here, I am here today to capture you, the demon monkey, you still don't know whether you are alive or dead!" ”

"You are Yang Jian? The first person to expound the three generations of disciples? Recalling the power of the heavenly court that Yang Xuan had mentioned to him, Sun Wukong subconsciously spoke.

Seeing that Sun Wukong recognized himself, Yang Jian was also quite surprised, and frowned again, "Now that you recognize me, you won't be caught yet!" ”

Facing Yang Jian's gaze, Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed, and he laughed strangely, "The tone is not small, my old grandson wants to see how powerful your three eyes are today!" ”

As he spoke, Sun Wukong picked up the golden hoop stick and threw it towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian unhurriedly swung the golden hoop stick towards Sun Wukong and slashed it with one blade!

"Bang dang!"

The moment the three-pointed two-edged gun collided with the golden hoop stick, Yang Jian only felt that his hand was sinking.

"This demon monkey really has some ability, it is worthy of being one of the four spirit monkeys, the Lingming stone monkey, although it is only a heavenly immortal, its strength is not small!" While marveling, Yang Jian hurriedly flipped his wrist, and the whole person was as dexterous as a swimming fish, flashing under Sun Wukong's stick.

"Hehe, I can actually take over my grandson, and I have some ability." After shaking his head for a while, Sun Wukong once again manipulated the golden hoop stick.

Smashed towards Erlang God.

The two of you went back and forth, and they fought for more than 300 rounds and still didn't win or lose.

While Yang Jian was competing with Sun Wukong in martial arts, he felt a hearty pleasure from the heart.

He who cultivates eight or nine Xuangong, his physical body is naturally extremely strong.

Since the Battle of the Gods, he hadn't had this kind of hearty flesh collision for many years, and that feeling obviously made his blood boil more than the competition between gorgeous magic weapons and magic powers.

"It's a pity that you're just a pawn in Buddhism after all."

In addition to being happy, Yang Jian slowly felt a sense of regret for Sun Wukong.

Suddenly, Yang Jian's eyes drooped slightly, and he used the magic power of the law of heaven and earth. I saw that he had changed his body and become ten thousand feet tall, holding a three-pointed and two-edged spear with two hands, like a mountain peak on the top of Mount Hua, and the blade was daunting.

The huge Yang Jianqing, with fangs and vermilion hair, looked at Sun Wukong viciously and shouted: "Demon monkey look at the move!" ”

As he spoke, the three-pointed two-edged gun in his hand viciously slashed at Sun Wukong's head.

Seeing this, Sun Wukong also instantly used his magical powers, becoming as tall as Erlang God, and raised a wishful golden hoop stick, like the Optimus Pillar on the top of Kunlun, to see how to resist Yang Jian's attack.

Under the fight, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the earth shook.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian first competed in martial arts, and then in fighting, and it was difficult to solve for a while!

The two of them made all kinds of changes, and it was wonderful!

Although there is also a reason for Yang Jian's release of water.

Yang Xuan saw Yang Jian, who had a relationship with him, from a distance, and was fighting back and forth with Sun Wukong, but he felt that it was like acting in a sketch!

However, everyone is an actor, only Sun Wukong is playing for real!

Poor Monkey King didn't know that this was a play, and he acted in his true colors wholeheartedly!

The Meishan brothers, who were watching the battle next to them, saw this scene, but they secretly pouted.

"The second master is too good at releasing water." Old Fifth Wu Long muttered in a low voice.

"Not only do you not use magic weapons, but you also deliberately lower your cultivation, I really don't understand what the second master is doing." The second Jin Dasheng couldn't help but complain.

Not to mention that Yang Jian had been sanctified in the flesh as early as the god period, and his martial arts were extraordinary. Speaking of the magic weapons in his hand, the three-pointed two-edged gun, the demon rope, the mountain whip, the Tai'a sword, the golden bow and silver bullet, etc., can be said to be no worse than the golden hoop stick in Sun Wukong's hand.

Besides, Yang Jian may still have the mountain opening axe in his hand, which is the merit spirit treasure that once allowed him to split the forbidden cloth under Haotian, which is only stronger than the golden hoop stick!

If you want to say that Yang Jian is not releasing water, I'm afraid no one believes it.

"Second master, there should be his hardship." Yuan Hong looked at Sun Wukong quietly, and a touch of regret appeared in his eyes for this monkey of a similar race to himself.

This kind of character should not be absolutely undesirable, but he wants to go against the heavenly court.

The monkey's talent is certainly powerful, but the most important thing in the wilderness is genius!

Outside the Nantian Gate, an old figure stood above the clouds, the man was wearing a gossip robe, holding a dust, his hair was white, and his body was full of quiet and inaction.

The deep eyes of Gujing Wubo seem to reflect all things in the world and intertwine the traces of the avenue.

This person is the good corpse of Taiqing Daode Tianzun, one of the three Qings, Taishang Laojun.

Taishang Laojun took down an inconspicuous and simple bracelet from his wrist, which looked not much different from the bracelet worn by mortals on his wrist.

"It's time."

The indifferent voice sounded, and the Taishang Laojun threw the bracelet, and the bracelet dripped and slipped, exuding a misty white halo, and fell straight from the South Heavenly Gate, passing through one cloud after another, and flying towards Huaguo Mountain.

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