Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1281 Eight hundred years of separation

After Yang Jian's death, in addition to the eldest son and the third son who were guarding Huashan, the Meishan brothers gathered together with the second, fourth, fifth and sixth sons, and were accompanied by a large group of heavenly soldiers and generals.

In the blink of an eye, Jingtan Temple, the pure place of Buddhism, was surrounded by heavenly soldiers and generals, filled with murderous intent.

"Yang Jian!" Seeing the enemy who killed his sister appear, Ao Chun's eyes were about to burst and he bit his dragon teeth, wishing to eat him alive.

"Er Lang Shen!" Zhu Bajie took out the nine-tooth rake and looked around at the heavenly soldiers and generals. "Don't forget, this is the pure land of Buddhism, not the heaven where you show off your power."

"Buddhism's pure land?" Yang Jian held the three-pointed two-edged sword tightly and said disdainfully, "Zhu Bajie, Ben Zhenjun has given you many opportunities."

"Even the Tathagata Buddha of the West is subject to your Majesty's control. Even if you are a member of the Buddhist sect, you can't even think of violating the laws of heaven."

"In the past, Lord Benzhen only tolerated it a little for the sake of the Buddha. But if you persist, Lord Benzhen can only take you down together."

"Hehehe." Sun Wukong laughed loudly, looking at Yang Jian with contempt, "So majestic, so domineering!"

"As expected of the high-ranking judicial god in heaven, Yang Jian, if you want to take advantage of my junior brother in front of my grandson, you really don't take my grandson seriously!"

Bang!
  As he spoke, the Ruyi golden cudgel weighing 13,500 kilograms was held in his hand, and he hit the ground hard, making a crisp sound.

He looked directly at Yang Jian with piercing eyes.

It’s time to settle the unfinished battle eight hundred years ago!

"Sun Houhou, this is none of your business, get out of here." Yang Jian looked back and said coldly, unwilling to be outdone.

"You have surrounded my Buddhist territory, and you still dare to say it's none of my business?" Sun Wukong sneered.

"I, Sun, have been waiting for you for eight hundred years. If you have the ability, just come!"

"Okay, you are seeking death!" Yang Jian said in a deep voice with a biting cold tone, with a hint of fighting intent.

"Protect Chen Xiang and Ding Xiang and leave." Zhu Bajie warned the surrounding soldiers and horses and said to Ao Chun.

Today, I'm afraid this matter can't go well.

Yang Jian had Brother Monkey to deal with, and the Meishan brothers and Roaring Sky Dog were also tough opponents. Zhu Bajie thought to himself that it was okay to deal with one, but if he faced two, he should be ready to run away.

If they all swarmed, Zhu Bajie estimated that Yang Jian and the others would be able to have a delicious roast pork meal tonight.

In desperation, he could only abandon his old nest and prepare to run away.

………………

"Yang Jian, come on!"

Sun Wukong, who was wearing a cassock, kept his eyes on his old enemy from beginning to end, roared angrily, and unleashed the Thousand-Jun Stick Technique. He hit it with one stick, and the result was that he had the power of the Thousand-Jun Staff.

"Sun Monkey, Yang Jian must teach you a lesson today!" Yang Jian raised the three-pointed two-edged sword in his palm, chopped the void, and met Sun Wukong's golden cudgel.

clang!
  Eight hundred years later, these brothers, who came from the same lineage and were apprenticed to the same person, clashed again, with swords and sticks intersecting, and endless sparks bursting out.

The scattered force hit the Jingtan Temple, destroying most of the Jingtan Temple immediately.

The barrier arranged by Zhu Bajie might be enough to counteract normal strength, but in front of the two immortal golden immortals, it was just a joke.

"kill!"

The fight between Yang Jian and Sun Wukong ignited the prelude to this melee. The four Meishan brothers, Roaring Heavenly Dog, and thousands of heavenly soldiers came out to encircle Zhu Bajie and others.

In an instant, a fight broke out. The second and fourth elders of Meishan entangled Zhu Bajie. The brothers joined forces and combined their efforts to kill Zhu Bajie in a panic.

Any one of the five, five, and six men plus Roaring Sky Dog can deal with Ao Chun and Xiaoyu. As for Ding Xiang, who has no magic power at all, he is even more of a burden.

If it were not for the fact that before the war started, Yang Jian, out of consideration for friendship, warned everyone not to kill anyone.

In just a few moves, these people would all turn into corpses.

boom!
  In the center of the battlefield, Yang Jian fought against Sun Wukong.

Of these two, one is the Buddha who defeated Buddhism in a fight, and the other is the number one god of war in heaven. In that battle eight hundred years ago, due to the interference of Taishang Laojun, the winner could not be determined.

Afterwards, both Yang Jian and Sun Wukong knew very clearly that they would have to fight each other, so they had no reservations in this fight.

The magic power of the Thousand Jun Stick is extremely powerful. Each stick struck out is like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, hitting the void, making the void tremble.

Sun Wukong is short in stature, but his strength is astonishing. He dances the golden cudgel and fights Yang Jian for dozens of rounds, regardless of the outcome.

Yang Jian's sky-cutting sword technique fully displays the power of the three-pointed two-edged sword. This strange weapon is like a dragon out of the sea.

Wherever the blade touches, the Taoist rhyme is condensed. It is pure and vast, and the magic power does not have even the slightest impurity. It is far better than Monkey Sun, who has eaten countless flat peach golden elixirs to achieve his current achievements.

Bang!
  Sun Wukong swept the world with one move of his stick, sweeping through thousands of armies. He tried to hit Yang Jian on the waist, but was blocked by Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged sword.

As the swords and sticks clashed, Sun Wukong felt his arms go numb, his throat felt sweet, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

How is it possible that I, Old Sun, can't defeat Yang Jian! After dozens of rounds, Sun Wukong gradually showed signs of decline, feeling shocked and disbelieving.

In that battle five hundred years ago, although Sun Wukong was at a disadvantage, he fought fiercely for hundreds of rounds, but there was no winner.

After that, he was first refined in the Bagua furnace by Taishang Laojun for seventy-seven forty-nine days to bring out the medicinal power accumulated in his body, and then he was pressed under the Shenlong Mountain for more than five hundred years.

On the way westward, I encountered many powerful monsters. After becoming a Buddha, my magic power improved rapidly.

Sun Wukong originally thought that even if Yang Jian made some progress, he would be at most equal to himself, or at most a tie with himself.

Who would have expected that after the actual fight, they would actually be defeated? How is this possible?

Humph, how can you, a stupid monkey with no brute strength, understand the secret of Tao! Yang Jian caught the horror from the depths of Sun Wukong's eyes and thought to himself.

After becoming the God of Justice, he became friends and foes with Ming Xiaoyang, both confidants and enemies. He learned a lot of inside stories.

For example, what exactly does his current position mean.

If you want to reach a higher level, you need to further understand the Tao and reflect your own Tao with the three thousand avenues. The rules of heaven transformed by the rules are a good help.

Therefore, during these three hundred years, Yang Jian continued to understand the principles and rules contained in the rules of heaven and sublimated his own way.

In addition, the richness of the spiritual energy in the heaven is far from comparable to that in the human world.

With Sun Wukong's out-of-the-box temperament, he would naturally not understand such mysterious truths. Naturally, when they met again, he was no longer Yang Jian's opponent.

"Sun Wukong, suffer death!"

It sounds complicated to say this, but in fact it is just a matter of breath.

Yang Jian shouted loudly, and used the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique again. Wan Ren volleyed into the air, and a three-pointed two-edged sword split into countless handles, aiming at Sun Wukong's body.

Each sword carries powerful sword energy, piercing the void, showing the true skills of the first warrior in heaven!
  (End of this chapter)