Opening as a reborn General Curtain-Rolling exiled to the Flowing Sand River, just when he was about to endure the Heavenly Punishment of ten thousand swords piercing his heart, he awakened a God-t...
at this time.
The reincarnation of Jin Chanzi suddenly said, "Erlang Shen, since they don't want to spar with you, why are you forcing them?"
"Besides, they clearly don't welcome you, yet you're forcing your way into someone else's cave. This is not gentlemanly behavior."
The reincarnated Jin Chanzi looked disgusted and said, "True Lord, why don't you go back? I don't want to be with someone like you who is forcing others to do things against their will on my journey to obtain the scriptures."
Yang Jian frowned. He didn't expect that the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi would say this about him.
but.
He didn't take it to heart and simply said, "Saint Monk, you've misunderstood. You and I have only come here to see General Juanlian. We have no intention of following you to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures."
The reincarnated Jin Chanzi said, "You have already seen him, so you can leave now."
Yang Jian laughed and said, "The Saint Monk is not the master of the Flowing Sand River, so why would he occupy the magpie's nest and make decisions for General Juanlian?"
"Moreover, what I want to see is General Juanlian's true form, not his current shadow."
The reincarnated Jin Chanzi hesitated to speak, thought for a moment, and then said, "But he obviously doesn't want to see you, so why force him?"
Yang Jian was tall and strong, half a head taller than the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. He glanced at the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.
He said calmly, "Saint monk, you are going to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, you shouldn't say so much."
Jin Chanzi's reincarnation said, "I am trapped here, unable to move forward or backward. I can only seek the advice of the immortals of the Flowing Sand River. Naturally, I have to speak for him. How can I be considered talkative?"
Yang Jian reached out and grabbed the collar of the reincarnated Jin Chanzi.
The reincarnation of Jin Chanzi was so frightened that he was stunned for a moment and asked in shock: "Erlang Shen, are you going to kill me?"
All the immortals and Buddhas in the sky were also horrified and shocked.
In the Tongming Hall, Li Jing, Wang Lingguan, Li Changgeng and others had already stood up.
The Jade Emperor narrowed his eyes, his gaze deep.
Li Jing was shocked and angry, "Yang Jian is truly too presumptuous. He previously allowed Sha Chen to bully my son, and now he actually wants to deal with the Holy Monk himself?"
"What he did would only cause trouble for my Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sect, and would only cause the relationship between my Heavenly Court and the Buddhist sect to deteriorate."
Then he clasped his fists towards the Jade Emperor and said, "Your Majesty, please issue an order to punish Yang Jian immediately."
He had already been resentful of Yang Jian for not helping Mu Zha before, which scared Mu Zha so much that he ran away, causing the Li family to lose face.
Now that I see Yang Jian's extreme behavior, I naturally have to give him some advice.
Before the Jade Emperor could utter a single word, everyone saw through the Tongtian Mirror that Yang Jian mentioned the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi and said calmly, "If you want to cross the river, I'll help you. Why would you need someone else to do it?"
Then.
He simply threw the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi directly across the Liusha River.
When Jin Chanzi's reincarnation was flying in the air, his eyes widened with shock and anger.
"Yang Jian, you want to kill me."
Yang Jian said calmly: "Don't worry, you will fly over safely and you won't fall to your death."
Then, he blew a breath, and a cloud appeared, carrying the reincarnated Golden Chanzi and floating across the Liusha River.
At this moment, the critical moment.
A hand stretched out from the quicksand river and grabbed the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.
It was a huge hand that covered the sky, and its attack was as powerful as a dragon, shaking the earth.
When the immortals and Buddhas saw this, they were all horrified and terrified as if they were dead.
That was Shachen's hand. He actually wanted to capture Jin Chanzi's reincarnation? Sure enough, he had a grudge against Buddhism!
Now he plans to take revenge on the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.
The shadow of the Dharma image disappeared, and the door to the cave inside the quicksand river opened, but the water of the quicksand river did not separate.
Just a hand stretched out and grabbed the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi.
Jin Chanzi's reincarnation was not at all panicked, and his eyes were even full of surprise and expectation.
Yang Jian chuckled and said, "General Juanlian, you are a criminal. I escorted the holy monk across the river. Did I offend you? Do you want to put him to death?"
A voice from the Flowing Sand River rang out, "Master Erlang, please stop joking. I just felt that I had a good rapport with the Saint Monk, and wanted to invite him into our cave for a chat."
Erlang Shen said, "You and I are also very compatible. How about we go in together?"
Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the three-pointed, double-edged sword, and then used a magical power to control the heavens and the earth, and his body became extremely huge.
He disappeared out of nowhere and reappeared above the Quicksand River. He was like a black whirlwind, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, and slashed at the arm.
Inside the cave.
Sha Chen's face was solemn. He had already used his supernatural powers, holding the Heaven-shaking Bow and the Sun-shooting Arrow in his hands, as well as the Juque Sword and the Wuding Flying Ring, the Dragon-binding Rope and the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Cover.
He held all kinds of magic weapons in his hands, and used hand gestures to cast the Jade Purity Divine Thunder, and the sky was suddenly filled with thunder.
The Quicksand River seemed to come alive, with huge waves rising under the plain cloud flag of sand and dust.
Yang Jian looked at it and frowned, but the three-pointed, double-edged sword still fell without hesitation.