Chapter 671: Block the way

The world does not say that the body is arrogant, and the Tsing Yi brocade robe is unreliable.
　　 Yang Jian was here to do things, to rectify his mood and adjust his mentality, his eyes were a little frivolous and arrogant, he was obviously just an incarnation, but he expressed his demeanor of being the strongest person in every second.
　　 But this mouth is just to find out the truth, how dare the Four King Kong release people?
　　 "True monarch, this place is the most important place in the West..."
　　 "Huh?" Yang Jian's somewhat narrow eyes swept across, and the four diamonds trembled, and they couldn't help each stepping back.
　　Yang Jian walked with his hands in his hands, "You can just go and pass the message. How can you not even dare to respond to my request for a sage?"
　　 "Yang Jian you!"
　　 There was a big gatekeeper who was about to get angry, but his shoulders were tightly pulled by the doormate beside him.
　　 Yang Jian didn't care about it, and stepped up the steps, seemingly in a good mood, still enjoying the surrounding scenery.
　　 To the southeast, parked on the back of the green cow, the old man smiled lightly, seeming to be watching the land of Lingshan.
Between the world and the earth, there are a network of spiritual consciousness that covers the saint’s dojo taught to the West; due to the changes in the North Sea, more and more primordial monks have returned from the chaotic sea, from the long retreat and enlightenment. When he woke up, the gaze looking at Yang Jian at this time was much wider than before.
　　 In this world, there are actually many monks who don't care about the world, and even a large number of monks are buried deep in the earth to retreat, just for a clean.
　　 Winding mountain roads, dozens of masters of Western teachings skimmed through the air, lined up in two rows, with their hands folded together, reciting scriptures in their mouths.
　　What is the difference between Western religion and Buddhism?
　　 In fact, the Western religion was forced to change its name. The doctrine and etiquette are generally the same.
　　 Yang Jian only needs to be careful not to yell the word ‘Buddha’, there is no other taboo.
　　 White clouds are long, a familiar figure fell on the mountain road, but Yang Jian is familiar with it.
　　 Samantabhadra.
At this time, Samantabhadra didn’t get the name of the Avalokitesvara, and still claimed to be Samantabhadra. Seeing Yang Jian approaching with a black face, she first gave a wry smile, and at the back, holding the Yujing bottle and holding the willow branches, she moved forward slowly .
　　 "Mr. Yang Jian's nephew and stay on."
　　 Yang Jian lowered his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes. He seemed to have just seen this'Uncle Master' and replied weakly: "It turns out to be Senior Samantabhadra, what can I advise?"
　　 The word ‘senior’ made Fu Xian a little bit unexpected, and he blocked what she wanted to say next.
　　 Yang Jian’s attitude towards Fu Xian seems to be the reason why he came to the West to teach in the dojo-to revenge the last time Ran Deng and others aposted to the West.
　　 Suddenly, Yang Jian's behavior at this time was a bit more ‘reasonable’, and the powerful monks who paid attention to this place began to wonder how Western teachers should deal with Yang Jian.
　　 shut out? It would have fallen behind the Western teachings who feared Yang Jian's words.
　　 You can let Yang Jian walk up slowly, go to the place where the Western teaching saints sit, and talk about it. That also greatly defeats the Western teachings.
　　 By the way, Yang Jian's own strength is there. At first, Zhun Ti could not stop him from entering the High Heaven Hall. Today's Zhun Ti is afraid that he can't attack this incarnation of Yang Jian.
　　 "Mae nephew... true monarch," Fu Xian rushed up behind him, "please stay."
　　 Yang Jian didn't care about it, just stepping forward.
　　 Puxian's thin eyebrows lightly frowned, and his figure appeared in front of Yang Jian, a faint coercion pressed towards Yang Jian.
　　 Yang Jian kept walking, looking up at Fu Xian, still walking slowly.
　　 "True monarch, don't do it anymore!" Fu Xian's eyes were a little puzzled, "At this time, the world can't be the two religions and then conquer, why can't we take a step back for the time being?"
　　 Yang Jian chuckled lightly, and said indifferently: "Why don't you say this when Zhun mentions someone to Yuxu Palace?"
"Are you serious..." Puxian sighed slightly, with a little loss in his eyes, but in a blink of an eye he regained his majestic appearance, "Well, if you want to discuss the Tao, I will accompany you to discuss the Tao. "
"Oh?" Yang Jian didn't move his eyelids very much, he just said softly: "Apostate, how can you speak. Although the Tao is between heaven and earth, among all things, you need a sincere heart and walk toward the Tao. Only by comprehending the secrets can you know what Tao is. This senior, where is your sincere heart?"
　　 Puxian frowned slightly, but Yang Jian had already begun to move.
　　 "Finally, let you go."
　　 Fuxian sighed again. She originally intended to prevent Yang Jian from conflicting with the Western religion. Her intention was also good.
　　 Unfortunately, Yang Jian doesn't appreciate it.
　　 And she didn't say anything about the previous apostasy. Before Yang Jian collided with her, she disappeared after performing the evasion technique, leaving nothing but a cloud of smoke.
　　Continuing up the mountain, Yang Jian admired the mountains around Lingshan; although Xiniu Hezhou was barren than the other four continents, it also gave the place a magnificent vision that the other four continents did not have.
　　 "True gentleman, please stop."
　　 shouted again, a skinny old man with a wrinkled face and clear eyes sat cross-legged in the air and stopped in front of Yang Jian.
　　 "Lao Na and the true monarch can talk about the great way, why bother to disturb the second leader?"
　　 "Really?" Yang Jian said with a smile, "In that case, you can just argue with me directly, why so much nonsense?"
　　 The old man was silent for a moment and talked about Taoism. In fact, it was quite popular among the disciples of the disciples in the West. It is the ethos advocated by the two saints to learn from each other's doctrine, practice, and great principles.
　　 Therefore, this old man with a bald head and robes, who is known as a veteran in the Western religion, is full of confidence at this time. It is expected that Yang Jian's practice days are short and he can't ask any sharp questions.
　　 Unexpectedly, Yang Jian didn't play the cards according to the routine. When the old man was silent, he just moved forward.
　　 "The true monarch has not discussed the truth with Lao Na, how can we go ahead?"
　　 "I consciously gave in when you didn't speak for a long time," Yang Jian said with a smile, "You ask me how to go before, and I answer you...how about walking with my legs?
　　 The old man chuckled and said, "The true monarch can only use strong words to make sense."
　　 "Oh? If that's the case, then I also ask this senior, how should I explain the word "forward"?" Yang Jian said calmly.
　　 The old man said: "The sky and the earth are vast, and the living beings struggle with the sky and the earth for a lifetime. If they live and die, they are going forward."..
Yang Jian said, "But I said, I walk on my legs, the road is retreating, and I am moving forward. Don't talk about life and death, heaven and earth at every turn. If you don't know the slightest, you can't see the scenery that the creatures see when they are struggling between heaven and earth. , Talk about life, and talk about death?"
The old man stared, his face felt a little more thinking, nodded, and said: "Then I ask the true monarch, since it is about life and death, what is bliss? Mortals struggle, but for bliss; cultivators struggle, but It is for longevity, what is the difference between the two?"
"There are six ways of reincarnation in the underworld. You said that bliss is only in the realm of heaven and humanity," Yang Jian said indifferently. "The six realms of reincarnation are the principles of heaven. Although I come from the Taoist school, when the Taoist gate is strong, I can count as dominating the three realms, but I will not be strong The bliss is written into the doctrine. To numb to teach people to suffer calmly in this life and to place expectations on the illusory road to the afterlife. What kind of bliss is this? It is nothing more than a shameless concoction of your Western religion."
　　 The old man's hands trembled, and just as he was about to curse, Yang Jian's lazy voice had already come.
　　 "A shameless person who steals the true meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation for his own doctrine, dare to stop me today?"
　　 "Don't be crazy!"
　　 "True gentleman, please come forward."
　　 The old man was about to yell at him, but a clear voice came from behind, and the old man had to suppress his anger forcibly, then turned and retreated.
　　 Standing on the mountain road ahead was a white ‘bald head’, wearing a white robe and gilt robes, his eyes revealed a little gentleness.
　　 The young man was about to bow his hands to Yang Jian, but saw a figure falling from the sky, standing in front of the young man, facing Yang Jian.
　　The one who came was a middle-aged Taoist who looked at Yang Jian with scorching eyes, and said: "I am a disciple under the seat of the saint."
　　 "Take care of who you are," Yang Jian casually folded a branch, shook it gently in his hand, and walked in front of this person.
　　 "Okay," the middle-aged Taoist nodded with a smile, and looked at Yang Jian proudly, "You come to discuss the Tao, but it is full of sophistry. If you can't answer my question, you don't have to go this way."
　　 Yang Jian laughed and stood five steps away from this person.
　　 This person took out a leaf, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously sketched it out. Obviously, he used this question to embarrass many monks.
　　 He shook this ordinary leaf lightly and asked, "Is this thing alive or dead?"
　　 Yang Jian was taken aback first, as if suspecting that there was a problem with his ears, "That’s it?"
　　 "That's right for you!" The man replied angrily.
　　 A leaf with greenery says that it is alive, but it cannot live on its own; it is said that it is dead, but it still retains a vitality.
　　 can't easily say life and death, because no matter how you say it, the other party has a reason to respond.
　　 Yang Jian shook the branch in his hand forward, and said calmly: "If you cut your finger off, is your finger alive or dead?"
　　 This person was taken aback, glanced at the leaves in his hand, and then cursed coldly: "I asked you to answer ~EbookFREE.me~ I didn't let you compare it like that."
　　 "Answer? There is no need to answer, the question itself does not exist," Yang Jian said calmly, "If you want to ask a question, please bring some plausible questions, so I can give you a practical answer."
"you!"
　　 "I asked you about me," Yang Jian shook the branch in his hand, "Is this life or death?"
　　 The middle-aged Taoist frowned and shook his head: "Your Excellency is too ridiculous. Just said that my question and answer are not available, but he asked me the same question.
　　 "It is alive and dead."
　　 Yang Jian broke the branches apart, wrapped them with two profound energy, and inserted one into the soil beside the road. Under the moisture of the profound energy, that branch sprouted and opened leaves.
　　 And another branch was quickly absorbed by the water, turned into a piece of rotten wood, turned into a little wood ash.
　　 Yang Jian chuckled, "Can you let it go? I'm here to discuss the Tao, not to joke with you."
　　 "Okay, okay!" The middle-aged Taoist snorted coldly, turned and flew away, he could see that he was angry.
　　 You have to endure when you are angry.
　　 The Baijing ‘monk’ in front of Yang Jian bowed his hands together, finally opened his mouth and smiled: "Sage’s disciple Jin Chan, learn the wonderful ways of the true monarch."
Yo?
　　 Yang Jian's eyes lit up, and he took a few more glances at the predecessor of this'Brother Yu'.
　　 Among the many bitter-faced Western churches, he can indeed be regarded as a handsome and talented person.
　　 The monkey that Yang Jian was thinking about hasn't seen it yet. This golden cicada, which looks a little ‘childish’, has a good impression.