It is said that Wukong faced Guanyin, but Yang Jian met his former uncle, the current Manjushri Bodhisattva.

Fighting separately, Yang Jian has a few magic weapons such as the Baolian lamp, and he can also compete for a while, but Wukong has suffered a lot.

Seeing this, the six brothers of Meishan naturally came up to help, and even Venerable Ananda was not to be outdone, and even took the mandala flower, shook it twice, and broke into it to help Guanyin fight Wukong. At this moment, the people on both sides immediately fought. Swords, guns, swords, halberds shuttle back and forth, it's really a dark and untalented.

Namanjushri and Avalokiteshvara were all surrounded by several people arguing. Although they are all powerful and profound, they can bite and kill elephants if there are more ants, and they can only resist with their lives.

Manjushri Bodhisattva has the apricot yellow flag in his hand, and all laws are not violated, and he has more than enough self-preservation. Yang Jian joined forces with a few brothers, although they were powerful, they only got a little cheaper.

Guanyin was surrounded by Wukong and Princess Iron Fan, Red Boy, Guo Shen, and Zhijian in the center, Wukong pounced on him, held the purple bamboo, beat left and right, and secretly carried the stick method, and danced the six purple bamboos to a hula sound, which was impermeable, and the tricks did not leave the door of Guanyin.

Guanyin was shocked, but he didn't dare to take it lightly, pulled out the willow branch, brushed it to the door to resist, and at the same time sacrificed the scepter to Wukong.

Wukong knew that he couldn't do anything, so he had to lift his feet back, and his whole body was brought up, like a giant flag, blown up by the wind, and he slept on it when he was in the air, dodging the attack of the scepter, and called Guanyin to pounce in the air.

But with a hand, the willow branches trembled, the branches and leaves stretched out, and they bypassed the purple bamboo and wrapped around Wukong, trying to use strong means to pull and grab him.

He poked out his other hand and grabbed it on the ground, and was about to take the scepter back, when he suddenly saw a fiery red mark coming down, as powerful as a mountain, and it was so close that Guanyin had already fallen on the scepter before he could react.

Guanyin was shocked and angry, in a hurry, a bamboo basket was sacrificed, the treasure light flashed, it illuminated the red child, sent out a strong suction, the colored light stirred, like a long whale absorbing water, so that the red child was unstable.

The red boy knew that something was wrong, so he wanted to resist, but where could he resist! In less than a blink of an eye, the figure was already floating in the air!

Seeing this, the princess of the iron fan was shocked, she shouted, threw up the Xuandu purple fire lamp, rushed out a purple fire, turned into an angry dragon and rose to the sky, wrapped around the bamboo basket, held it, and cut off most of the suction.

The red boy came back to his senses, saved a fire-tipped spear, poked into the bamboo basket, and stirred twice, this bamboo basket was originally a magic weapon woven by Guanyin in the Tongtian River in order to collect the fish essence, the power was not great, it was burned by this samadhi real fire, but it was swept up by the colored light, and a fire dragon rushed in, and it also flew into it by the gap, and the aura was immediately chaotic.

Avalokiteshvara hurriedly recited the mantra: "Go to the dead, live to live!" and then he descended, holding the samadhi fire of the two fire dragons and the fiery spear. Towards the red boy took a photo.

The princess of the iron fan turned around again, sacrificed the banana fan, fanned out a gust of wind, and rolled it up to the flower basket, only to hear a few fluttering sounds, and a layer of frost and ice formed on the flower basket, and the flame temperature of the façade was strong, but it reacted violently, and the flower basket completely formed a piece of cold ice in an instant.

Pulling out the fire-tipped spear, the red boy let out a long roar, his body shook, and the fire light flashed out, and the red boy went around his body and stabbed at the flower basket with a bang, and the flower basket exploded to smithereens.

Another gust of yin wind rolled towards Wukong, and the willow branches that were originally wrapped around his body couldn't withstand the strong wind, but they shrank back.

Guanyin hurriedly pointed with his hand and collected the willow branches.

got this interruption, but Guo Shen, who was originally fighting beside him, saw the opportunity, threw the long sword in his hand up, turned into a stegosaurus flying and circling, and as soon as he rushed out, he slashed at Guanyin's head, and when he looked at his face, he cut off several strands of Guanyin's hair, leaving a deep blood mark.

Guanyin shouted, and threw out the jade net bottle and called.

Wukong sneered, and while she might as well look up to the sky, he also raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and first swept the Venerable Ananda away, but he knocked down the six purple bamboos, hitting Guanyin's back, and shouted: "Guanyin, today is your time to die!"

Na Zhijian saw that Guanyin was hit again, and his heart was also happy, and he came up with a mace, and without saying anything, he hit Guanyin's waist, and knocked out several holes in the plain robe, and the blood splashed out as if he didn't need capital.

Naojian got his hand, and the joy in his heart became more and more joyful, and he jumped up and hit the mace on the top of Guanyin's head. I want to end Guanyin's life at once.

At this moment, a burst of yellow smoke suddenly surged in front of him, and he was about to scream, but he felt that his spirit was drowsy, and his mind was gradually confused. Guanyin endured the pain, put the treasure staff on the purple bamboo, and brushed the willow branches, but Zhijian couldn't resist it, and was brushed upside down and flew out.

I saw that Venerable Ananda put his hands together and chanted an invisibility mantra in his mouth, but he showed his body and said, "Amitabha!

After saying that, he saw a mace flying in, and in a panic, he threw the mandala flower horizontally, spilling a yellow light, and resisted the mace.

Zhijian scolded: "The little monk who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, dare to come and attack grandpa!" slashed a black big knife at the waist, but was blocked by the divine light on the surface of Venerable Ananda's body, but Zhijian snorted coldly, didn't care, and broke into the circle again, joined everyone, and then made plans.

Venerable Ananda made a move, and he was unharmed, and he tasted the sweetness, and his heart was settled, and he also entered the circle.

Yang Jian naturally knew that Wukong's side had the upper hand, and danced the three-pointed two-edged knife, shot the knife indiscriminately, and slashed towards Manjushri Bodhisattva, and then performed ** Xuangong, put the golden bow and silver arrow in the air, and shot more than a dozen arrows in a row. I could only hear the sound of breaking the void one after another, and I also headed towards Manjushri.

Aiming at the opportunity, he stabbed the three-pointed two-edged knife in front of it, but Manjushri raised his hand and made the scriptures come to resist, and he carried the Vajra talisman to protect it, but the rest of the people were also their own luck, and they were inseparably killed for a while.

After fighting for a few days, the two sides of the centaur have suffered a little loss, and the mana is gradually a little weak, they are all eager to take down the other party and kill it earlier, but the more they fight, the more they fight, the more they die, and after a few hundred miles, there is a sudden sound of water in their ears.

At this time, although it was a struggle, the weapons were constantly handed over, and the sound of gold and iron resonating was very loud, but the sound was also non-stop, covering the sound of killing, and clearly entered everyone's ears.

Everyone just cared about fighting, and how could they pay attention to so much, only when Manjushri heard it, a smile appeared on his face, and he secretly thought to himself: "Well, it's really time, and I will capture them to the West and hand them over to my Buddha!"

Thinking about it, his hand stopped for a moment, Yang Jian saw it, and somehow in his heart, he wiped his face, the vertical eyes in the middle opened, and shot out a divine light, shaking Manjushri Bodhisattva, raising the knife and cutting it, where do you know, Manjushri Bodhisattva raised his hand, and twisted the divine light one by one, and it was scattered.

A string of jasper Buddha beads fell off from Manjushri Bodhisattva's neck, roared, turned into divine light and hit Yang Jian, Yang Jian sneered, and slashed the three-pointed two-edged knife towards the Buddha beads, "Bang!", the Buddha beads shattered and fell to the ground.

Manjushri took the wooden wedge in his hand and slapped it on Kang Anyu's chest, Kang Anyu was powerless to resist after all, and directly a blood arrow sprayed out of his mouth, and the whole person fell to the ground, I don't know if he was alive or dead. Manjushri still had compassion on his face and jumped out of the circle.

Yang Jian saw that his brother was beaten to death just by looking at him, he was immediately furious, and he also rushed out, and sacrificed the Baolian lamp to shine on Manjushri's head, but in the blink of an eye, Manjushri disappeared, where can I still find him?

Although Yang Jian was very angry, he didn't want to look for it, he stretched out his hand and was about to help Kang Anyu up, but he heard a Buddha horn sounding: "Amitabha!"

Yang Jian raised his eyes to check, but saw that the apricot yellow flag was stopped in the air, facing him, he was even more furious, and scolded: "I didn't expect that this Wuji apricot yellow flag has fallen into your hands! Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, you apostate and forgetful villain! It's really hateful!"

But he didn't go to help Kang Anyu, pinched the law in his hand, recited a spell in his mouth, performed ** Xuangong, made his body long, and made a magic power of heaven and earth, grabbed it with his big hand, and grabbed the apricot yellow flag, but he couldn't move it, Yang Jian was about to try again.

Seeing the void tremble, Manjushri Bodhisattva appeared in shape, the original wriggling lips suddenly stopped, and with a finger of his hand, the apricot yellow flag was not controlled by Yang Jian, and flew out of his hand and fell into the hands of Manjushri Bodhisattva. Hearing Yang Jian scolding the words "apostasy and forgetting the classics", his face immediately became gloomy, and Guanyin over there was also uncomfortable.

The two of them used to be the disciples of the Yuan Shi Tianzun, one was Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, and the other was a Cihang Dao person, who was protected by the Yuan Shi Tianzun among the gods, and escaped with his life in the killing and robbery. But because of the power of the Western Amitabha Buddha and the quasi-Taoist people, he apostatized and threw himself into the West.

Although the two saints of the West are also from Hongjun Xuanmen, but in the end they are different, in the eyes of these disciples from these authentic Taoist sects, they are villains who have apostate and forgotten the scriptures, although these things are no secret now, but in the end it is still a matter of damaging their face.

Now that Yang Jian, a junior, said it, it made them feel red-skinned, and the boss was unhappy in their hearts!

Manjushri got the apricot yellow flag, just glanced at Yang Jian lightly, but did not speak, Yang Jian did not pay attention, pointed at the Baolian lamp, a piece of colored light sprinkled, raised the three-pointed two-edged knife, shouted violently, and cut it according to the face of Manjushri Bodhisattva.

Manjushri Bodhisattva's eyes narrowed into a gap, and he didn't care about the divine light spilling, the blade slashed, but the apricot yellow flag in his hand was raised, and ten thousand golden flowers gushed out, converging into a gossip Taiji diagram in the air.

The auspicious light dispelled the colorful light of the Baolian lantern and resisted the three-pointed two-edged knife. Manjushri smiled and said, "Good!

The auspicious light of the Taiji diagram shone forward, revealing a white jade immortal gate, standing in the void, slowly opening, Yang Jian raised his eyes to look inside the door. Suddenly, I was stunned!

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