Yang Jian was silent.

"True Monarch has always done everything for the sake of the beings of the Three Realms, I don't think you don't understand the price that the mortal world has to pay for you against the heavens. You are not the impulsive Monkey King, you are Yang Jian who reversed the heavenly court once. When you saved your mother and caused the birth of the Ten Golden Crows, the Jade Emperor ordered the weak underwater realm to kill you, how many people died in the mortal world because of this, and how many unjust souls were added to the underworld? The Jade Emperor can ignore the dead creatures, but the True Monarch cannot, so the Jade Emperor is more ruthless than you, so you can never defeat him. Even if it is against the sky, it is just a momentary will, a momentary pleasure, and it is yourself who suffers after all. Zhenjun, are you still obsessed?"

Yang Jian bit his lip, unable to think of a rebuttal.

Originally, his plan was to cultivate his nephew Agarwood and modify the Heavenly Rules in a relatively peaceful way.

He never forgot his vow to never rebel against the sky for a moment, until he met Sun Wukong.

"Fairy Yaoji, who is in charge of the world of desire, is compassionate and talks with the poor monk several times, and the poor monk knows that Fairy Yaoji's greatest wish is to ensure the long-term stability, peace and stability of the Three Realms. As the Son of Man, do you really want to disobey your mother's wishes?"

"No matter how much you talk about the lotus, you can't shake Yang Jian, if Yang Jian is determined to oppose the heavenly court......" Yang Jian waved his three-pointed two-edged spear and glared at the golden cicada fiercely, "How are you going to stop me?"

"The true monarch has a strong mana, and the golden cicada has always admired it, if he fights with the true monarch, I am afraid that he will not be able to distinguish the winner for a while and a half. Jin Chanzi looked at the Meishan brothers and the roaring dog behind Yang Jian, "So Jin Chan won't fight Zhenjun, but will only kill your brother." If I really want to kill them, I can't stop them. ”

The golden cicada proclaimed the Buddha's horn in his mouth, jumped in mid-air, and his whole body emitted a golden light, and there was a circle of colorful light on the outer layer of the golden light.

The Roaring Sky Dog Meishan Brothers and the others held weapons in their hands and watched the movements of the golden cicada with full attention.

Illuminated by the Buddha's light emitted by the golden cicada, for some reason there was a warm sense of compassion, which was like a tear dried by the breeze, like the moon on the head of a traveler, like the most brilliant sunshine in spring, surging from the depths of the heart, making people feel that there is no pain in life in a trance, and there is nothing difficult to do.

Everyone couldn't help but think of the happiest thing in their lives, and they all had happy smiles on their faces.

Some soldiers with poor concentration have begun to lay down their weapons.

The murderous aura that had gathered just now dissipated unconsciously.

Yang Jian's hand holding the gun became tighter and tighter, and he knew that what Jin Chanzi said was true.

He knew that the brothers standing behind him had no murderous intent.

When the two armies are fighting, it is best to fight with one blow, and what is most feared is to exhaust again and again, again and again, and again and again.

Originally, I didn't make all the preparations for this anti-sky, but now I am blocked by the golden cicada in the True Monarch Temple, I am afraid that the opportunity has been lost.

If you really fight with the golden cicada, it is very likely that you will lose.

Everyone said that Yang Jian was accustomed to hiding his strength, but he didn't know that the monk in front of him had never gone all out since his mana Dacheng.

If he really fights desperately, Jin Chanzi can even compete with Rulai, but since he is a disciple of Rulai, he will not do anything with Rulai.

"While you and I are fighting, the Jade Emperor can kill Sun Wukong and kill the Three Holy Mother. Jin Chanzi looked at Yang Jian and said, "Zhenjun is against the sky this time, and the matter is in a hurry, and the only advantage is timing." Now that I'm here, the only advantage of the true monarch has been lost. If the Jade Emperor is provoked to kill the Three Holy Mother, it will be too late for the True Monarch to repent. ”

The brothers behind Yang Jian also sensed that something was wrong, and many of them closed their eyes and didn't look at the Buddha light emitted by the golden cicada.

The boss of Meishan listened to what the golden cicada said for a long time, and he couldn't hold it back, so he jumped out and shouted: "You bald donkey......"

"Boss!" Yang Jian stopped.

Boss Meishan retreated angrily.

Yang Jian stopped the brothers who were about to move with his eyes.

Yang Jian is cautious, but he is decisive at the right time, and he will never drag his feet and be indecisive. So I quickly weighed the strength of my friend and foe and made a decision. "I can promise you not to rebel, but there are three conditions. ”

"Zhenjun, please speak. The golden cicada smiled and listened.

"First, Heavenly Court cannot pursue the death of Heavenly Slave. ”

"Okay, the poor monk will go and tell His Majesty Niangniang, as long as you don't rebel, Your Majesty and Niangniang will not be held accountable. ”

"Second, no matter how Heavenly Court disposes of Liu Shenxiang, you have to secretly keep him safe for the rest of his life. ”

"Well, the poor monk will do his best to protect him. ”

"Third, and most important......" Yang Jian finally said what he cared about the most in his heart, "Please rescue Sun Wukong, he can't be injured, otherwise heaven and earth will be over." ”

Jin Chanzi frowned, pondered for a long time, and then said, "Well, this is indeed a bit difficult. It is impossible for the Jade Emperor to let Sun Wukong go. ”

Yang Jian said coldly: "I didn't expect the Jade Emperor to release people, so I begged you." As long as you can do this, Yang Jian can rely on you for anything. ”

When the Meishan brothers and the roaring dog heard this, they were all puzzled, how deep is the friendship between Yang Jian and Sun Wukong to say such a thing?

Jin Chanzi looked at Yang Jian, thought for a long time, and finally said: "The poor monk may have a way to make Sun Wukong immortal and not suffer on Zhuxiantai, but whether he can regain his freedom is unknown." ”

Yang Jian actually just tried it, and didn't expect much from Jin Chanzi, and now he can't help but be overjoyed to hear Jin Chanzi say this.

Sun Wukong has been sentenced to Ling Chi for twenty days, and the last five days are over.

This time is the most critical, and most of the youkai who have been tortured have died at this time.

Yang Jian originally hoped that the golden cicada would protect Sun Wukong's primordial spirit from being immortal, but seeing the meaning of the golden cicada, he could actually make Sun Wukong get out of Zhuxiantai.

Yang Jian's heart was like a flower, and this flower bloomed with a bewildering beauty in a bloody filth, which made Yang Jian willing to use a switch to make it bloom for an extra moment.

Yang Jian knew in his heart that he learned about Huaguo Mountain,

Sun Wukong can no longer have as simple brotherhood as it used to be for him.

But as long as you can save Sun Wukong, at least you can sleep at night......

Jin Chanzi thought for a while and continued: "The poor monk's method is very risky, and whether it can succeed or not depends on whether the true monarch is ruthless enough. ”

"Yang Jian is ruthless enough, and he is fearless in life and death. ”

Jin Chanzi noticed that Yang Jian was talking about fearlessness in life and death, and said: "Not only are you willing to die for him, but you are also willing to live for him humbly?"

Yang Jian nodded categorically, his expression was solemn, and his eyes were full of sincerity.

Jin Chanzi asked, "No complaints?"

"No complaints. ”

"Never regret it?"

"Yang Jian has never regretted what he decided. ”

Jin Chanzi saw Yang Jian's determination, lowered his head and sighed softly: "It's really a bad fate...... The poor monk did this, and he didn't know if it was right or wrong......" When he looked up again, his eyes were very clear, "Zhenjun, please come with me." ”

Yang Jian ordered everyone to return to the Zhenjun Temple, and the eldest and third of Meishan continued to guard Huashan, ordering the sixth to disperse the army, and the rest of the people to return to their original positions, what to do. Although everyone sighed, Yang Jian's royal majesty was extremely strict, so no one said anything and went back.

Yang Jian followed the golden cicada alone and drove away in the clouds.

Jin Chanzi didn't have any fixed destination, he just wanted to avoid everyone and talk to Yang Jian alone.