I am cultivating the golden elixir path in the heavens

The Tathagata Buddha couldn't help but twitch his lips, his face was livid and he said, "You are really stubborn and ignorant. How can you mess up the Buddhist sect?"

This time, you deserve to die.

With a raised glance, Yang Jian looked around, ready to find a suitable opponent to establish his authority.

At this time, Buddha Tathagata personally called out the name.

"Amitabha."

"Sandalwood Merit Buddha, please step out. Since Xiansheng Zhenjun wants to practice, you can practice with him!"

A faint voice sounded in Tang Sanzang's ears, scaring the drowsy Tang Sanzang.

Tang Sanzang: "..."

No, it’s Buddha.

I’m afraid that’s not possible.

Yang Jian is a Daluo Jinxian who has been famous for a long time, has rich combat experience, and possesses extraordinary abilities.

I am only in the early stage of the Great Luo realm, and I have relied on merits to forcibly advance to this level. I am afraid that I will be unable to contend with you.

Buddha, aren't you asking your disciples to die?
How can this be done?

"Don't worry, Sanzang. As the saying goes, supernatural powers cannot defeat destiny. At this moment, destiny is on your side. Yang Jian is just going against the will of heaven."

The Buddha Tathagata's faint voice sounded, revealing a calm expression.
It was as if saying: Sanzang, don’t be afraid, the destiny is in your hands, and I am on your side.

Tang Sanzang: "..."

God’s destiny…

Buddha, I have little education, please don’t lie to me!

But at this moment, he was like a duck on a rack, allowing the Buddha to manipulate him.

Even if I wanted to refuse, I couldn't do it anymore.

"Sanzang, you and Zhenjun are at the same level of Daluo Jinxian. I believe you can do it."

Buddha Tathagata encouraged.

Tang Sanzang was stunned and couldn't help but complain in his heart: Buddha, are you sure you are not just trying to please me?
If you can do it, then go ahead!

We are both Daluo Jinxian, but you, Buddha, should know best how I, the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, came to be.

Even if he had the body of a Golden Cicada, he would still be just a Taiyi Golden Immortal, and still be a long way from being a Daluo Golden Immortal.

This is also due to the merits of the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, which allowed him to barely attain enlightenment.

It can be said that one's level of Taoism was completely raised by virtue, so it is hard to say how much strength one has.

However, Tang Sanzang had no way of saying these words in his heart.

In his previous life, he was Jin Chanzi, a direct disciple of Buddha Tathagata.

In this life, he is Tang Sanzang, the destined pilgrim to obtain Buddhist scriptures, the Sandalwood Merit Buddha, and he also considers himself a disciple.

How can I refute it?

Not at all.

"Yes, I will try my best."

Tang Sanzang's face twitched slightly and he couldn't help but sigh quietly.

This fight, I, Tang Sanzang, must fight.

How can we refuse the Buddha's "good intentions"?

"Master Erlang, why don't you just retreat?"

"Even if I am not as good as you, there are many Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats on Lingshan Mountain. You may not be able to defeat them all."

"Besides, there is also the Buddha!"

Tang Sanzang tried to persuade them, saying that it would be useless to continue fighting like this.

"Sanzang, you have not discussed Taoism with me since you successfully completed your quest for scriptures and achieved the status of Daluo Jinxian. Today is a good day..."

I'm here now.

But you asked me to go back, how is that possible!
"Come, fight me."

Yang Jian said coldly.

Since even Buddha Tathagata believes in you, I believe in you too.

Tang Sanzang: "..."

Finally, I was forced into a corner.

Tang Sanzang had no choice but to say to Yang Jian: "Since the True Lord wants to have a fight, then let's have a fight!"

It’s just right for me to try out my own Daluo Taoism.

At this moment, Yang Jian, holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword and wearing silver armor, leaped forward and slashed towards Tang Sanzang.

Yang Jian had no intention of holding back on this move.

The knife flashed down instantly...

Tang Sanzang sighed in his heart, no, are you serious?

He also jumped up, but dodged with just a few quick moves, and bursts of golden Buddha light instantly shone all around him.

"Amitabha, Master Zhenjun, you passed."

"I would like to ask for your advice."

The resentment in his heart was aroused. We are both at the same level of immortal, so why can you, Yang Jian, be so majestic?

"Buddhism is boundless!"

"Buddha saves the sea of ​​suffering!"

Tang Sanzang held a Zen staff in his hand and swung it with great force.

In an instant, it also smashed towards Yang Jian.

"Master, in these years I have not only been meditating and practicing, but I have also been practicing martial arts, and cultivating magical powers and spells."

Tang Sanzang refused to admit defeat.

The two men fought fiercely in the sky above Lingshan Mountain, and a horrific battle was unfolding.

Yang Jian used all his strength.

But Tang Sanzang did not exert his full strength and was at a disadvantage at the first moment. However, he was still practicing the Buddhist Vajra Indestructible Body and the Golden Body Technique.

As the two fought, Tang Sanzang, a Buddhist monk who had reached the level of Daluo Jinxian through his merits.

Naturally, he is no match for the veteran monk Yang Jian.

This battle opened the eyes of other Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats on Mount Lingshan. It turned out that Yang Jian, who was at the Daluo level, was so strong; it turned out that Tang Sanzang was so resistant to attacks.

In the main hall.

The Buddha's face was calm; he had long anticipated Tang Sanzang's defeat.

However, there are still powerful quasi-saints in Buddhism, and there are even veteran quasi-saints and veteran Daluo Jinxians.

Not to mention, the Buddha Tathagata himself is a quasi-saint.

Even at the quasi-saint level.

He is also invincible.

Therefore, Buddha Tathagata was confident that he could suppress Yang Jian.

Don't look at it at all.

Even if Yang Jian turned the world upside down, even if he challenged the entire Buddhist sect, it was all the same to Tathagata.

A high-level quasi-saint could easily suppress it.

No matter how powerful your supernatural powers are, no matter how strong your methods are, no matter how invincible you are.

"But in front of me, you are still nothing."

Back then, Monkey King was so powerful...

Forget it, Sun Wukong is an exception.

He was allowed to escape that year.

This forced me to re-select people to protect me, and only then could the pilgrimage to the West be completed.

Back then, Tathagata was greatly disgraced.

Later on.

Sun Wukong would settle accounts with Buddhist disciples from time to time.

On the Flower-Fruit Mountain.

Sun Wukong looked at Yang Jian with some doubt, "This Yang Erlang actually has the aura of our master..."

"If I hadn't had my master secretly helping me back then, I would have been plotted against by Tathagata and become the Fighting Buddha of their Buddhist sect!"

Looking back now, the Fighting Buddha has been replaced by a different person.

But in the eyes of Sun Wukong, he was just a thug specially trained by the Buddhist sect.

"Yang Erlang made a big fuss at Lingshan, provoked the Buddhist sect, and used the power of the Daluo Jinxian to suppress the Sandalwood Merit Buddha Tang Sanzang. It was really eye-opening!"

"However, if I, Old Sun, can find the master through Yang Erlang, it wouldn't hurt to help him at the critical moment."

Exactly.

I, Sun, and Tathagata are old rivals.

In the past, Tathagata was so angry that he jumped up and down, and at one point his teeth were itching.

"If I, Sun, jump in front of Tathagata, will he be so angry that his brain will be congested?"

Sun Wukong was quite looking forward to it.

The only drawback is that Sun Wukong is only at the level of Daluo Jinxian.

Not yet attained quasi-sainthood.

If you don’t become a quasi-saint, you can’t dominate the world.

Think of the Tathagata Buddha, he is not only the Buddha, but also the Lord of Buddha.

In heaven.

The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother were watching in the Yaochi Lake through the Haotian Mirror, just like watching a short movie.

The current God of Justice, Yang Jiao, is not aware of this.

"Where does Yang Jian get the courage to dare to go to the Lingshan Mountain and compete with Tathagata with just a Daluo Jinxian?"

The Queen Mother couldn't help but frown secretly.

No matter what, they are related to Yang Jian after all.

If we really talk about it, I'm afraid I still have to stand on Yang Jian's side.

"Queen Mother, don't rush to draw conclusions."

"You only saw Yang Jian causing a commotion at Lingshan Mountain, but you see, whether it was Yang Jian's calmness, Tang Sanzang's understanding, or Tathagata's usual calmness, they all illustrate one point."

"They are all confident and all know the specific situation."

"It's just that due to some factors, even Tathagata didn't make it clear directly."

Just this time.

There is a good show to watch.

The Jade Emperor laughed out loud.

But when I see Tathagata being humiliated, I feel happy in my heart!

"Tathagata, I have always remembered your previous calculations!"

I will feel uneasy if I don't turn the game around.

The Jade Emperor thought: I will have to talk to Yang Jian some other day. It is feasible to plot against Buddhism.

At this time, the Tathagata in the main hall of Lingshan Mountain had a gloomy face.

How dare a mere Yang Jian provoke me?

I, Tathagata, am a master at the quasi-saint level.

What can you compare with me?

"True Lord, I am actually very curious. You have come all the way here to provoke our Buddhist sect, but... aren't you afraid?"

Even for the sake of the Jade Emperor.

It’s not impossible for you to reincarnate and practice for another eight hundred years.

Even if I were a little more ruthless.

If you, Yang Jian, are beaten to death, I think the Jade Emperor will not be able to save you.

"So, what do you want, Yang Jian?"

With full of passion, you do something stupid?

Or is it the anger and roar of impotence? (End of this chapter)