I am cultivating the golden elixir path in the heavens

Yang Erlang, which one are you?
When Tripitaka was defeated, Tathagata felt ashamed and thought that Buddha had no face.

Let you challenge again.

Do we still want to preserve the reputation of Buddhism?
Moreover.

I let you vent for a moment, and then challenged the Sandalwood Merit Buddha again.

What else do you want?
Don't be ungrateful.

"Yang Jian, aren't you going back?"

"What you are talking about has nothing to do with me, nor with Buddhism."

Tathagata explained quietly.

There was also a hint of fierceness on his face.

If you don't believe it.

I can just ignore it.

"I am a quasi-saint, and there are many quasi-saints in Buddhism. How can you defeat me?"

Might as well leave.

Since you are the nephew of the Jade Emperor, I can still let you go.

Otherwise, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky are watching you and will definitely make a fool of themselves.

"Tathagata, do you think you are doing this for my own good?"

But I don't need it at all.

He rolled the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand, a green light flashed, and then he put it away.

Yang Jian stood with his hands behind his back, floating in mid-air.

"Tathagata, your incident has been exposed."

"You still dare to quibble and deny it?"

"Before, I, Yang Jian, admired you and even respectfully called you Buddha; now it is no longer necessary."

"You openly plotted against my third sister and sent our disciple Liu Chang to the lower world to repeat what Liu Yanchang did back then. Do you think that this was flawless and no one would know about it?"

Tathagata, you are so naive!

What are you dreaming about? Are you trying to deceive me?

There are no doors.

After all, I, Yang Jian, am a man of blood.

Tathagata: "..."

Suddenly, Tathagata choked secretly.

He thought to himself: You, Yang Jian, how dare you talk nonsense and make random accusations.

"I am Tathagata, the founder of Buddhism and also the master of Buddhism. Do I need to consider you as your third sister?"

As the great Buddha, I don’t care about it at all and don’t bother to calculate it.

Liu Chang was indeed from Buddhism.

He went to Mount Hua in the lower world, where he was used and plotted against.

I know all this.

But the person who is plotting behind the scenes is someone you cannot afford to offend.

Even I, Tathagata, a dignified quasi-saint, dare not intervene or call him by his name.

Therefore, there is such a thing as taking the blame.

I won’t do it.

"Yang Jian, stop talking nonsense and making random accusations."

"I know your story and your intention very well. However, this matter has nothing to do with me or Buddhism. Whether you believe it or not, this is the fact."

The Tathagata's body was emitting Buddha's light, and there was continuous golden light flashing.

I said to myself: I have explained everything that needs to be explained. It is up to you whether you want to listen or not, and whether you believe it or not.

But how could Yang Jian believe these explanations of Tathagata!

Liu Chang was originally a member of your Buddhist sect, and you also knew that he went to Mount Hua in the mortal world. Now you tell me that it was a misunderstanding, and that you are not clear about it and that it has nothing to do with you or Buddhism.

Do you think I, Yang Jian, believe it?

Moreover.

According to Brother Qingtian's logic.

Regardless of whether it was you, Tathagata, who was planning and calculating, Liu Chang was a disciple of your Buddhist sect. Whether you knew it or not, at least the responsibility for the failure to supervise was yours.

Do you still want to escape?

There are no doors.

"Tathagata, please stop using the Quasi-Saint as an excuse."

"It is true that there are quasi-saints in your Buddhist sect, and you yourself are also a quasi-saint, but I, Yang Jian, am not afraid of them."

"You, Tathagata, dare not admit it, and are unwilling to admit it. You are presumptuous to be the Buddha. You are not worthy of being a Buddha!"

Yang Jian stood with his hands behind his back, and he seemed not to be afraid of the Buddha's revenge at all.

You, Tathagata, are a quasi-saint.

But behind me is Brother Qingtian, a high-level saint.

"Yang Jian……"

Tathagata's face darkened, his eyes cold, "How dare you insult me?"

He was dissatisfied.

If he disagrees with something, he will call himself the "master" and look down on everyone in the world.

"True Lord, are you... planning to come to the Buddhist sect to cause trouble, to step on me and spread your fame?"

Erlang appears as the Holy Lord, Yang Erlang Yang Jian!

How dare you think!
Aren’t you afraid that I will suppress you in a fit of rage?

this moment.

The Buddha was extremely puzzled.

I was stunned for a moment. However, the indifference and hatred in my heart continued.

Yang Jian, ah, Yang Jian.

You are going too far. Do you really think that I dare not touch you?

Yang Erlang, you are too naive.

"Tathagata, you still refuse to admit your mistakes even now?"

Yang Jian raised his eyes.

He continued, "No matter what, no matter what, Liu Chang is a member of your Buddhist sect, so this account should be counted on you."

Whether you, Tathagata, admit it or not, this pot lid is on your head.

Tathagata: "..."

It turns out that this was a forced fate.

But I don’t want it.

"Noisy!"

"Bastard!"

"Be bold!"

The Buddha raised his cold gaze, and suddenly a golden palm condensed in the air, magnificent, domineering, and full of mystery.

"Yang Jian, you are courting death by provoking Buddhism."

"Today, for the sake of the Jade Emperor, I will only capture you and suppress you. You are very lucky that I will not take your life!"

Tathagata's voice continued to come.

It is not only melodious and graceful, but also full of strange divine light.

At this moment, all sentient beings in the three realms heard it.

Jade Emperor: "..."

In Yaochi.

The Jade Emperor's mouth twitched slightly, and he murmured to himself, "I don't need you to do this for my sake."

"Do what you want to do."

The Jade Emperor was thinking.

Yang Jian is not a fool. Would he dare to come to you if he was not sure?
Do you dare to cause trouble in Buddhism?

Of course not.

But now.

Yang Jian must have another trump card. Even if you, Tathagata, don’t want to see it, I do!
"Boom!"

A huge hand was about to fall.

Yang Jian was not panicked at all.

Not afraid at all.

He was not worried at all that the Buddha's palm would fall down.

"Yang Jian, it's not too late for you to regret now!"

Tathagata's cold and stern voice sounded.

At this moment, he was feeling a little annoyed and furious.

"You are so good, Tathagata. Not only do you confuse right and wrong, you also fail to distinguish right from wrong and even speak rudely."

"Sure enough, those who can become Buddhas are all good at speaking and can even say that black is white."

"Tathagata, I was going to give you a chance to admit your mistakes and give you Buddhists a chance, but I didn't expect you to cherish it. What a pity."

Yang Jian sighed quietly.

His expression was indifferent, and there was also some inexplicable helplessness.

Actually, I gave you a chance.

It's you who don't cherish it.

Tathagata: "You..."

You sounded so convincing that I almost believed it.

"Yang Jian, don't be so arrogant. If you continue like this, I will not let you off."

The face of Tathagata Buddha was ashen and he looked indifferent.

Yang Jian, you are just a Daluo Jinxian, with the body of a tiny ant, how dare you be so arrogant and domineering?

Bold lunatic!

"town!"

"Suppress it for me!"

The Buddha's fierce voice suddenly rang out, and his palm in the air fell instantly.

"boom!"

Yang Jian's expression remained unchanged, he even smiled at Buddha Tathagata.

"Buddha, Tathagata, you will regret it..."

It seems.

The psychological trauma that Brother Qingtian left on you back then is not enough.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have said such words just now. You, Tathagata, must not have suffered a serious blow.

only……

Do you really think that you can force and suppress me, Yang Jian, with these means?
Tathagata, you are too naive.

Yang Jian smiled calmly.

This made the Buddha Tathagata secretly confused and frowned.

"That's strange. Why is Yang Jian so calm? What does his smile just now mean?"

Is it true that Yang Jian, Yang Erlang, is not afraid at all?

I am a quasi-saint! (End of this chapter)