Lingshan.

Compared with the last time Yang Jian came, this spiritual mountain is more magnificent, there are golden and brilliant halls everywhere, golden auspicious clouds hang in the sky, condensed but not dispersed, there are several treasure halls built on this auspicious clouds.

If he hadn't known that this was the most barren Xiniuhe Continent in the Five Continents of the Flood Wilderness, Yang Jian would have thought that he had entered a small thousand worlds somewhere.

As soon as the true and false monkey king broke into the spiritual mountain, he was immediately led by the Buddha's light to the most magnificent treasure hall.

Yang Jian did not hide his aura at all, and went straight into Lingshan, which suddenly made many old monks unable to sit still, and greeted Yang Jian.

A disciple appeared to stop him, politely gave a Buddhist salute to Yang Jian, and asked with a smile on his face: "I don't know why the true monarch is here?"

"It's not about you. ”

Yang Jian just threw down these four words, grabbed the snow-white spear with his left hand, and stroked the front hem of his robe with his right hand, and walked forward like this.

A group of slightly young Buddhist masters were just about to move forward to block them, but those old monks each released Buddha light, and in the Buddha light in the sky, they made way for Yang Jian.

No one dares to stop, no one dares to ask, no one dares to stop it.

Yang Jian stepped forward, stepped over the obstacles in two steps, and walked to the main gate of the Daxiong Treasure Hall without any stagnation.

Stepping into it, the breath of the entire hall is condensed.

But after Yang Jian walked into the main hall, he stopped again, he stood next to the white jade pillar in a door, holding a spear and standing against the stone pillar, looking at the hundreds of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and the huge golden Buddha in front of him.

If you don't come to lead the incarnation, the pomp and circumstance at this time is much more spectacular than that of several saints in their respective dojos.

The real and false monkey kings, who were originally the protagonists in the venue, also felt that the attention in the hall seemed to be diverted from them at this time, and they noticed a little tension in the atmosphere.

The two monkey kings turned their heads to look at them at the same time, and the monkey on the left was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Why are you here?"

The monkey on the right was a moment late, but if he didn't distinguish carefully, he still asked in unison, "Why are you here?"

Yang Jian smiled indifferently and didn't say much, just holding the spear obliquely and watching the play there.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The Baizhang Chrysostom recited the Buddha's name, opened his mouth and didn't ask whether it was a real or false monkey, and said first: "Why did Erlang Zhenjun come to Lingshan?"

Yang Jian ignored it, just quietly stared ahead, which made many Buddhist masters in the field angry, but they all dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

It's not that the disciples of Buddhism are bloodless and are humiliated by Yang Jian like this, but that none of them can afford to annoy Yang Jian.

If this is a simple top-notch power, the problem is that this is a ruthless person who is regarded as the greatest reliance of the Great Dao Saint and the Great Dao Disaster......

Today, if he overturns the spiritual mountain in a bad mood, the saints will have nothing to do with him.

Hong Huang respected his strength, Yang Jian was originally protected by the Sanqing sage, and took advantage of the situation to rise step by step; now he is standing in front of the Sanqing, proud of the universe, and those rumored supreme people can stabilize him.

Therefore, the Buddhas of Lingshan not only did not dare to provoke, but they didn't know how to open their mouths when they asked forward at this time.

In this way, Yang Jian stood abruptly on the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, quietly looking at the field, as if waiting for an opportunity to go crazy.

And the Baizhang Golden Buddha on the throne recited the Buddha name again, and then showed a little smile and looked at the monkey in front of him.

The other people in the hall are regarded as not having Yang Jian...... It's more or less comfortable.

"Wukong," Rulai spoke, so that the real and false monkey kings all remembered what they were doing to get to Rulai, and they all cheered up.

The two monkey kings clasped their hands together at the same time to perform the Buddha salute.

The monkey on the left shouted: "If you come to the Buddha, take down this demon monkey, this is really angry with my grandson!"

The monkey on the right is also shouting: "Please also ask the Buddha to surrender this demon monkey and let out this evil breath for my grandson!"

Rulai Buddha chuckled, and just wanted to open his mouth to talk, but his eyes couldn't avoid Yang Jian, who was standing in the direction of the temple gate, and suddenly seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Yang Jian appeared and coerced Buddhism, and the meaning of it was probably only understood by a few Buddhist masters.

Rulai smiled and said, "Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats, can you distinguish between the true and the false of the practitioners?"

Suddenly, one by one, the eyes were on the two monkey kings, the real and false monkey kings, you look at me, I look at you, and their hearts are on fire, each of them picked up the golden hoop stick to hedge, and the sky is dark in this Daxiong Treasure Palace.

"Amitabha. ”

Rulai sang the Buddha horn, and the eighteen Arhats shot at the same time, and the eighteen golden lights pulled the boundless mental power, easily suppressing the two monkeys separately.

The arhats and bodhisattvas said that they couldn't see through or distinguish them, so they began to tell about the heels of the four monkeys in the mixed world.

These four monkeys are the Reimei stone monkey, the Akajiri horse monkey, the gibbon monkey, and the six-eared macaque......

At this time, Rulai did not specify whether the real Monkey King was a 'Lingming Stone Monkey', but only said that it was a 'six-eared macaque' who pretended to be Wukong.

If Yang Jian is not here, Rulai may make people believe that Sun Wukong is just one of the 'Four Monkeys of the Mixed World', thus paving the way for Sun Wukong's calculation to replace Sun Wukong with six ears.

But just as Ru finished talking about the heels of the four monkeys of the mixed world, a sneer sounded at the door of the hall.

It was this sneer that made Rulai's words pause again.

Yang Jian looked at Rulai, with an expression of waiting for the show to be staged, but the provocation and fighting intent in his eyes were already somewhat unconcealed.

The Buddhist monks couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate, and many people who were transparent had already understood what was happening today.

The appearance of the 'six-eared macaque' was too strange, and Rulai's words were too ambiguous, and Yang Jian directly climbed Lingshan, stood here, and watched Rulai's next actions, which was basically trying to protect 'Sun Wukong'.

Yang Jian didn't need to say anything at all.

Whoever dares to touch Sun Wukong, he, the Bodhi Ancestor, will stand up and turn him upside down!

Let's talk about the real protagonist of this big drama, the real and false Monkey King.

The four words 'six-eared macaque' came out, and the true and false monkey kings who were suppressed by the golden light looked at each other at the same time, their eyes were like fire, and their expressions were the same.

"You six-eared thief!"

"You six-eared demon monkey!"

One of the arhats was silent when he saw Rulai, and the atmosphere in the hall was too weird, so he couldn't help but ask: "World Venerable, which of these two walkers is the six-eared macaque?"

Rulai frowned slightly, making a careful appearance, but the bottom of his heart seemed to be dripping blood.

Why did Yang Jian wake up suddenly?

Today's calculation was actually finally decided after Yang Jian entered the Chaos Bell to practice, and the original intention was to change the Sun Wukong, who had a grudge against Buddhism, to replace it with a six-eared macaque controlled by their Buddhism.

If it is said that Sun Wukong can become holy, no one in Buddhism believes it, and now Buddhism has endless mental power, and it doesn't take too much heart to create a powerful master, replacing Sun Wukong is beneficial and harmless in their eyes.

What Buddhism wants is the merit of heaven, the boundless luck, and the fortune that makes Buddhism rise before the catastrophe.

If you can increase some strength before the catastrophe, you can increase the probability of surviving a few points, not to mention that Buddhism has more calculations and strategies......

Of course, they know that Sun Wukong is Yang Jian's disciple, and Yang Jian did not hide anything when he incarnated as Bodhi Ancestor, and when Sun Wukong was born, Yang Jian also directly appeared to protect him.

The sage learned that Yang Jian had entered the Chaos Bell cultivation, and it was difficult to show up until the catastrophe, and in the eyes of Buddhism, Sun Wukong suddenly had no backer.

How to knead, follow their hearts.

But Buddhism doesn't know at all, because Yang Jian has the ability to be a prophet, he has long known that Sun Wukong has this catastrophe in his life, and he has always had a wisp of mind on the incarnation.

Eight or nine Xuangong Dao rhymes collided, Yang Jian was spontaneously inducted in the chaos species, so let the avatar go to check it out right now......

Sun Wukong is the spiritual creature of the future catastrophe, and he is also the powerhouse of heaven and earth, Yang Jian can't sit idly by in public or private.

At this time, the pressure was completely pressed on Rulai.

Is it directly opposite to Yang Jian, betting on whether Yang Jian dares to do it directly, or is it to endure the pain and destroy the six ears and make the Buddhism suffer heavy losses......

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Rulai shouted the Buddha's horn again, as if he was inquiring about his own body, but the person who received the Tao did not respond.

A purple gold bowl appeared in Rulai's hand, and with a slight toss, it floated above the head of the real and false monkey king.

Yang Jian suddenly stepped forward, he was ready to make a move, his real body had already moved, so naturally he couldn't return in vain.

The masters of the Buddhist Sect have begun to secretly induce boundless mental power, ready to forcibly suppress Yang Jian at any time.

Rulai's brows furrowed slightly, the hearts of the Bodhisattvas and Arhats hung in the air, and the purple gold bowl could only gradually tilt a little......

Six ears?

Goku?

"Evil beast, don't hurry up yet!"

Rulai scolded in a deep voice, and the purple gold bowl shone a golden light, which fell directly on the body of the Monkey King on one side.

The 'golden hoop stick' and 'golden chain mail' melted almost in the blink of an eye, and the original Shenwu body suddenly curled up and turned into a small monkey, with three pairs of ears on the left and right neatly arranged, and subconsciously sucked his thumb.

Yang Jian's footsteps stopped suddenly, his eyes gradually converged, and the spear in his hand was also put away.

This is like this, but he made a decision that saved him worry and effort.

At this time, the golden light suppressed on Sun Wukong's body dissipated, and the Monkey King, who was full of anger and nameless fire, jumped up directly, holding the golden hoop stick and was about to smash the six ears.

This six-eared macaque is a treasure that Buddhism has spent a lot of effort to create, how can it be killed so easily?

"Goku!"

Rulai shouted out loud, and a Buddha seal was smashed towards Sun Wukong.

And Yang Jian at the gate of the palace flicked his fingers, and his movements were easy and freehand, but a crack popped up......

The Buddha seal was shattered, and Sun Wukong's figure was unhindered, and a stick smashed on the six-eared macaque's head.

This stick really made Rulai close his eyes, the faces of the Buddhas were gloomy, and the Buddhist masters who understood what was happening today secretly said that it was a pity.

The Monkey King, who was holding the golden hoop stick, stood in the hall of the Mahavira for a while, and he turned his head to look at the door of the hall, where the young man in the robe had long since disappeared......