Chapter 816: 5 means preaching under the mountain

There was a big mountain to the north of the southern part of the continent, which naturally shocked many monks.
But within half a day of work, the Three Realms began to circulate-Monkey King overturned the Eight Diagrams furnace and made a stir in the heavens. He went all the way from the Dust Palace to the Tongming Hall. He almost broke into the Lingxiao Hall and was personally suppressed by the Western Buddha.
For a demon king who was born in a demon race and was approved by the heavenly court, such an achievement was already ‘brilliant’ enough.
After all, the Tathagata is the incarnation of the lead. Monkey King is equivalent to being suppressed by the saint. This is the honor of the ‘ant’.
For a time, the name of Monkey King Monkey King was spreading everywhere in the Three Realms. The Monster Race was even plotting how to rescue Monkey King. Several other Monster Race ancestors who survived from the ancient times to the present day met to go to the Wa Imperial Palace to find the Nuwa Empress. plead.
Unfortunately, Nu Wa did not meet each other.
Wuzhishan is surrounded by mist, and can't be approached in leisure.
"Tathagata Bald Donkey! Old Jade Emperor!"
Sun Wukong's scolding voice is a little hoarse, but he still refuses to subdue softly. He has been cursing non-stop, and he has repeatedly cursed the swear words he learned from the Huaguoshan Demon Race hundreds of times.
Finally, Monkey King got a little dry, and continued to lower his head slumpedly, looking at the ground that was close at hand but could not rely on.
Is it possible that this life will be suppressed here?
If it is just the weight of Wuzhishan, Monkey King can consciously carry it directly, but the power of sentient beings entwined on it makes Wuzhishan almost infinite...
Sun Wukong was so crushed that he couldn't move, he could only lie down on his stomach, hanging in the air above his neck.
Sun Wukong couldn't help but think of a strange idea...
‘Fortunately, I never mentioned the name of the old master to others, otherwise, I really discredited Master. ’
Thinking of this, Monkey King sighed again, somewhat disappointed on the monkey's face.
Suddenly, I felt something hit the back of my head. Out of the light of Sun Wukong's sight, he caught a peach ‘escaping’ next to his cheek. He subconsciously turned his head to bite, but it was an embarrassing bite.
Pop, the back of the head was smashed again.
Sun Wukong cursed at the moment: "Who is not long-eyed throwing things away!"
"Heh," a slightly sarcasm came from Monkey King's head. Monkey King looked up, only to see a blue bird hovering in the air with a tree branch in his mouth. The tree branch was full of water spirits. Big peaches.
The monkey king had just taken this mouthful, and he couldn't help the fluid flowing horizontally, his eyes flashed, but he couldn't see through the body of the blue bird.
"They are all imprisoned, and are you still so silly?"
The blue bird fell slowly, and a few feet away from the ground turned into Yang Jian's appearance, and said something to Monkey King with a chuckle.
The branch was thrown in front of the monkey, and the monkey opened his mouth to bite the branch, because he couldn't shake his head and couldn't eat the peaches for a while.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Can't use mana?"
The monkey snorted, vomited the branch, and replied: "What's the matter with you?"
"It really doesn't matter to me," Yang Jian sat down on the stone beside him in a leisurely manner, and looked at the gray-headed monkey, feeling a little bit in his heart.
After all, he was considered half of his apprentice, so he wouldn't really see him sinking here.
"Sun Wukong, don't you remember this monarch?"
"Why don't you remember?" Monkey King glanced at Yang Jian, and then sneered, "Jade Emperor's nephew, the true monarch of Erlang in the Heavenly Court. Hmph, we heard that your allusion was a few years ago when the heavenly fairy mentioned you. It’s all three points in awe, but I didn’t expect you to be the Jade Emperor’s running dog now!"
Yang Jian laughed from the bottom of his heart, and the monkey even tried to instigate him to become an enemy of Heaven.
Why, is it possible that this monkey wants to form an alliance with himself to overthrow the Jade Emperor?
Yang Jian pretended to be a pensive gesture, and said to the monkey: "It's not your turn to tell me about my business. You are just a mere demon monkey, and you can barely be regarded as a human being if you can push the sky into such an embarrassment. "
"But the old man Jade Emperor asked you to take my rank?" Sun Wukong's eyes were a little provocative, "I can't do anything with the thunder and fire, I want to see what you have!"
As soon as Monkey King's voice fell, Yang Jian raised his hand and pointed at Monkey King.
A ray of light flashed, and Monkey King felt a tingling pain in his left ear, but the ray of light pointed by Yang Jian directly penetrated the earlobe.
The physical cultivator, especially the Eighty-Nine Profound Art, pursues the absence of ‘dead corners’, and the physical strength of the earlobe is not bad compared to other places.
In other words, Monkey King already knew that his copper skin and iron bones were nothing in front of Yang Jian.
Yang Jian sat there in his spare time, with a jug of wine in his hand.
"I came to see you today, but I missed you poorly and wanted to come and help you," Yang Jian said calmly, "You are also a good opponent."
Monkey King stared at Yang Jian in silence, and then didn't say much. He closed his eyes for himself, showing that he did not want to talk to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian was not annoyed, but just said to himself: "You said that you are born and raised by nature, and you are a unique creature in the world. You are even more proud of it, but you don't know that all beings are unique in the world. It’s because of better qualifications, how come from Aozhi Capital?"
"Today you don't know what a true saint is. The one who suppressed you here today is just the incarnation of a saint. There is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, Monkey King, how long will you understand this truth?"
"How come you are so noisy?" Monkey King opened his eyes and cried out impatiently, "I will lose if I lose today. Whether you kill or suppress it, what are you doing here? "
Yang Jian looked at the wine jar in his hand and said in a low voice, "I just don't want to see you take a crooked road. If you don't listen, I just don't say it."
After he said, put away the wine jar in his hand, Yang Jian was about to leave.
Monkey King has the most typical character, Yang Jian had already touched his head back then, that is, "eat soft but not hard".
Sure enough, Yang Jian turned to leave.
Sun Wukong couldn't help but yelled: "Then true monarch, wait a minute... I would be wrong if I was the old grandson, you said you are."
Yang Jian laughed secretly in his heart, and turned around again, talking about Monkey King.
Sun Wukong could still hear a few words at first, but he was a little dizzy later, so he rolled his eyes and let Yang Jian say something beside him.
‘This Erlang true monarch is so fierce in the fight, we can’t fight back. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a good guy in private. ’
Monkey King squinted his eyes and smiled. Before he knew it, Yang Jian had begun to affect his mind.
After a long while.
"Hey, Yang Jian, are we not acquainted with each other?"
Monkey King asked such a question, raised his head and drank the wine poured from the floating wine jar beside him, lowered his head and gnawed a sip of the watery peach, with a satisfied expression on his face.
"Naturally," Yang Jian shook the wine jar that had almost been drunk, sitting wildly on the boulder beside him, "I can see in the heavenly court, one is you, the great sage of heaven, and the other is Li Tianwang's. The third son Nezha."
"That little baby is not weak," Monkey King said with emotion, Yang Jian chuckled and shook his head.
Monkey King suddenly asked: "Yang Jian, who are you better than that Tathagata?"
"I am missing a few who are not yet sanctified. They are already saints, although they are only incarnations."
Monkey King asked again: "Then how far am I from the Saint Realm?"
"Many," Yang Jian shook his head, saying that this monkey finally got the trick, and he started to'popularize' the difference between the quasi-sage and the sage for the monkey.
When he was in Fangcun Mountain, what Sun Wukong needed to think about was how to live forever and how to prove Da Luo. At that time, he could not tell him what is a quasi-sage and the realm of a true immortal saint.
Now, Yang Jian has spent so much tongue, just to come and give advice to Monkey King.
Second lecture.
Monkey King was suppressed at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain. In fact, it was of great benefit to Monkey King's practice. Ji allowed Monkey King to settle down quickly without getting lost in the rapid expansion of the realm of mana.
Obviously, Buddhism also spent a lot of thought to study how to help Monkey King practice.
Of course, Buddhism is to train himself a gold medalist, which is obviously different from Yang Jian's purpose.
As soon as Yang Jian opened his mouth, he was talking again and again.
No way, he didn't want to be a chatter, but at this moment he finally seized the opportunity, and the monkey was so humble as to ask for advice, so he could only talk and write more now.
Gradually, from sunset to midnight, to the eastern sky, the fish belly turned white.
The empty wine jar next to Monkey King's head was piled up into a hill, and the peach pits spit all over the floor, lying there with a face full of intoxication, still sleeping.
Yang Jian sat aside, looked at Monkey King, and then heaved a sigh of relief.
You should remember everything, what I said.
This monkey really can't make people worry about once...
Standing up~EbookFREE.me~ Yang Jian wanted to leave directly, but suddenly he thought of something.
The figure disappeared in a flash. Not long after, I caught a few mountain spirits and threw them here, and asked Haosheng to take care of the Great Sage Qitian, leaving behind some spirit stones, and then driving away.
This is the real thing.
What height the monkey can reach in the future depends entirely on how the monkey can grasp it, and what he should teach and say has been clearly explained.
As for how Sun Wukong would treat him as the true king of Erlang...
Then Yang Jian would not consider it.
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