Chapter 634: The West is booming?

　　Self-cutting cultivation base, speaking lightly, but it is really more uncomfortable than killing them.
As soon as Yang Jian said this, Fu Xian, Ci Hang, Filiu Sun and others also showed helplessness, and seemed to be ready for a war.
He heard a cold snort coming from outside the hall, and the Taoist Zhunti was expressing his dissatisfaction, but Yang Jian didn't take a look, he still just stared at Ran Deng and others.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "What are you waiting for? Cut yourself."
Ci Hang sighed softly and said softly: "Everyone is in the same class, why bother to such a world. After I enter the Western teaching, if there is a crisis in teaching, I will give my full support."
"Heh," Taoist Huang Long curled his mouth, "Listening to Junior Sister Cihang, today is going to be a teacher by herself?"
Fear of staying with grandchildren also said: "I am waiting for today to report this matter to the teacher."
"So that's the case," Yang Jian took, and wanted to say a few more words, driving them to a dead end, but suddenly felt that it was meaningless to do so.
They are not the same with the disciples of Chanjiao, and it is useless to force them to stay.
Yang Jian said: "Since you all want to report this matter to your master, please stay here and wait until your master comes back from busy schedule before making a decision."
"Can't wait," Burning Lamp said, "There must be results today."
Chijingzi snorted, "I don't see you in such anxiousness when I have difficult things to teach. If I want to apostasy and leave today, I can't wait for a moment?"
Ran Lan shook his head, "This is not apostasy, but I just want to change places to practice."
"Not bad!" The person from Cihangdao hurriedly said, "The teacher is still a teacher, but we changed a place to practice..."
Yang Jian said coldly: "Although the words are nice, but when you left here today, you changed your tone and taught me slurs. What should you do?"
"This matter definitely won't," Fearliu Sun groaned a few times, "I can take the oath of heaven, and I will not become an enemy of interpretation and teaching in the future, and there will be no slanderous words about interpretation and teaching."
"It sounds good!" Madam Taiyi cursed, "Let you leave Kunlun Mountain today. All the lingering sentient beings in the world will see the jokes of Yuxu Palace! Talking nonsense with them, a battle is over!"
There is a little gloom in his eyes.
Perhaps it was because of being left behind by Yuding and Yang Jian. This saint was looking for a spot today. At this time, he spoke again on the cloud:
"If there are people who prevent you from entering the West today, they are enemies of our Western religion."
Madam Taiyi turned his head to look at Zhun Ti, and was furious at the moment, his long hair fluttered upright without wind!
A ray of sword light shot up from the gate of the temple, and slashed straight at Zhunti; while the real Taiyi was so angry that there were many spiritual treasures floating around him, and the stream of light blasted Zhunti!
Whenever he said something inconsistent, he started directly, and Madam Taiyi still did the only saint in this place!
Zhunti was a little angry when he saw Majestic Taiyi sent him to the door, with the light of Qibao Miaoshu in his hand.
The more than a dozen streamers stopped at a hundred feet in front of Zhun Ti's body, and then fell straight down; Zhun lifted his sleeves, the real Taiyi vomited blood in response, and his body was trembling and fell down.
"Uncle!"
Yang Jian yelled aloud, and before he could take a step forward, the real Yuding had disappeared.
When he reappeared, Yuding had already caught Madam Taiyi, raised his hand to tap the depression on Madam Taiyi’s chest dozens of times, and then turned to look at the Taoist quasi.
Chi Sperm and Daoist Huanglong came together and caught Taiyi Daoist; Daoist Huanglong stared at him, bowed his head honestly, and quickly fell back into the hall with Taiyi.
"How dare you take a shot at the saint!" Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun looked at the unconscious real Taiyi, and sneered, "I really don't know the heights of the world."
"You know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is?" Yang Jian replied in a cold voice, grabbing a long spear full of cracks in his hand, his eyes surging with fighting spirit.
Even if an avatar can't fight for a long time, Yang Jian is still confident that he can win the battle.
"Master-nephew Yang Jian, retreat temporarily."
Guang Chengzi's voice came, Yang Jian's expression was a little unwilling, but he could only stop his steps without saying much.
Outside the Yuxu Palace, the real Jade Ding and the Taoist Zhunti confronted each other far away. Although neither of them had done anything, they seemed to be confronting each other with the Tao.
Burning Lantern said: "It's better to stop here for today's matter, I will leave after this."
Guang Chengzi remained silent, frowning and staring at Ran Lan.
Obviously, Guang Chengzi was still a little bit undecided at this time between whether to fight or not, to stay or not to stay.
In fact, it was because Guang Chengzi was a little jealous of this hidden light-burning deputy master; if Guang Chengzi was 100% sure, he would definitely not let Western teachers pee on their heads today.
But no matter what the calculation in Guang Chengzi's mind, if the battle begins today, even if you can leave Randeng and others, the interpretation and teaching will still have to pay a small price.
Such a loss, the interpretation of the teaching may be as lonely as the cut of the teaching.
Guang Chengzi glanced at Yang Jian, as if sighed in his heart.
If Yang Jian's real body is here, not an incarnation, there is no need to worry about so much.
Fear staying grandson suddenly said: "Big brother, in fact, I have some unspeakable concealment. It is inconvenient to tell you today."
Guang Chengzi glanced at Yang Jian again, and Yang Jian rolled his eyes helplessly in his heart, always feeling that the master was using him as a spokesperson for the Yuxu Palace.
"Oh?" Yang Jian took a step forward, "How unspeakable is it?"
While speaking, Yang Jian held up his hands, his left hand was wrapped in profound energy, and he didn't know what he was doing.
Fearful to stay with his grandson, he sighed, "Since it is unspeakable and hidden, it is impossible to talk to my nephew. My nephew is no longer what it used to be. The profound skills are superb, and the cultivation base is far above ours. If in the future I will make a dangerous explanation. It's something, my nephew can come and take my head!
"Really?"
"Naturally take it seriously."
Yang Jian arched his hand in front of his grandson, stepped back, and stood behind Guang Chengzi honestly, playing with the photo ball in his hand.
Fearing to see his grandson, he could only laugh bitterly, but didn't say much.
"Junior Brother Yuding, come back, don't bump into the saint."
Guang Chengzi sighed and slowly closed his eyes, hiding his complicated and unusual gaze.
Seeing this, the disciples of the evangelists immediately knew what Guangchengzi had decided to make, and they hurriedly persuaded them, saying that the sage of evangelists should not be damaged. Even if the blood is spilled on Kunlun, they must maintain the dignity of evangelists.
But Guangchengzi still waved his hand to Ran Deng and others, saying: "Let's go, starting today, in the name of Yuxu Gong Chuer, etc., you can no longer claim to be a disciple of the educator!"
Taking a breath, Guang Chengzi opened his eyes, with a compelling brilliance in his eyes!
"If you dare to do anything to tarnish Yuxu's name and undermine Yuxu's majesty, Yuxu Palace will not forgive you!"
"Brother!"
"If you let them go today!"
"This matter is settled!" Guang Chengzi snarled angrily, many disciples threw down their weapons, and many others turned their heads and left.
Burning the lamp folded his hands and made a ceremony, Manjusri's expression was indifferent, his eyes swept across the faces of the disciples.
The disciples of more than a dozen other disciples all made their way to the jade statue of Yuanshi Tianzun, and then followed Randeng and walked outside the hall.
One step, two steps.
The disciples of Chanjiao became more and more suffocated, and it seemed that there was a fire in their hearts and they had to be released.
When Yang Jian saw this, although he was interested, he didn't know how to let many fellow students vent...
He has only been in the education for a short time, and his feelings for the education are certainly not as deep as most of the disciples of the education here, but he still has the impulse to desperately maintain the dignity of the education.
But Yang Jian continued to hold himself up and endure, because he knew the concerns of the son of Guangcheng and the calculations of the sages.
If today's battle really breaks out, the interpretation and teaching will be half ruined. If this future battle strength against the real catastrophe is greatly damaged, it will be a huge loss to the prehistoric land.
All the masters of the cultivators still have the Conferred God List to protect them. Now if there is another battle between the two religions and there is no Conferred God List to support, where will the fallen combat power be filled?
Chijingzi and the others chased to the gate of the hall, and Randeng had taken a total of sixty to seventy people into the air and joined Zhunti.
In the hall, Yang Jian looked at Guang Chengzi who was standing there without saying a word, but seemed to be a little older in an instant, and said in a low voice: "The master is still talking quickly, don't let them get ahead."
"Sorry?"
Guang Chengzi was obviously upset, and asked Yang Jian back.
Yang Jian said: "The sage writes and drives them out of the Taoist door."
"This method is not bad," Guang Chengzi grinned reluctantly, and took out a blank piece of essay in his arms. After considering a few times, he couldn't get it off after several strokes, so he handed the essay to Yang Jian.
"Nephew, let's write."
Yang Jian nodded, pointed his finger to the essay, quickly wrote a few large characters, and then began to sacrifice the essay.
when--
There was a long and heavy bell ringing between the heaven and the earth, which could be heard everywhere in the Three Realms; a piece of essay floating between the heaven and the earth, some cultivators only need to move their minds to know what the content of the essay is.
This essay really made the Three Realms tremble.
Four of the twelve golden immortals of the original interpretation, plus the deputy leader of the interpretation ~EbookFREE.me~, more than ten disciples of the second generation, and more than fifty disciples of the third generation, are all covered by the Yuxu Palace Delisting.
But for a moment, another piece of inscription flew out from the west, and the bells echoed between the heavens and the earth, but it was an inscription issued by the saint Zhunti. The Taoist monks who were expelled were said to have become insightful people who chose woods to live in. .
Suddenly, the rumors of the West's teaching Daxing became tumultuous.
Regardless of its influence on elucidating education, the purpose of Western religions to build momentum through this has been achieved.
In the Yuxu Palace, one-third of the seats were removed, and the immortals kept arguing, saying that they would settle accounts with the Western teachers.
It's just that the most important figures, Guang Chengzi, Yu Ding and others, didn't say anything.
Yang Jian was concerned about the other side's war, stayed for a few hours before retreating and returning to the garrison at Guanjiangkou.
Western religions have begun to be a little brazen, and this is bound to arouse the dissatisfaction of the Sanqing Master. As a result...
"It should be about turning Hu into a Buddha."
Yang Jian whispered a few words, thinking about what he could do on this matter, and felt that it would be good to watch these things on his own, after all, he would not directly fight.
I can faintly perceive that the main body has been ‘carried’ by Ao Xinke, and it seems that no war has occurred; Yang Jian just sat down and his mind was about to return to the main body, but he heard several calls from the heaven.
A few disciples of the three generations who have never appeared before and have served in the heavenly court have fallen from the cloud.
Na Muzha and Jinzha looked quite embarrassed at this time.