I have a role in the heavens

Yang Jian bowed his head, bowed to Master Xuandu and Master Kong Xuan, and said respectfully.

"Disciple Yang Jian, I have met Master Xuandu and Master Kong Xuan!"

The two of them didn't care much and returned the gift. Although Yang Jian was a third-generation disciple of Xuanmen, it seemed that his Taoism had reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage and was no weaker than the two of them. Even because he specialized in the Nine Transformations Xuan Gong, he became a human being. The saint knew that his fighting power was even better than the two of them. At least they couldn't defeat these three great Bodhisattvas of Buddhism with just one blow.

Tathagata Buddha's face was extremely gloomy at this time, his face drooped, he looked at the three Xuanmen disciples in front of him, his eyebrows kept twitching, and he suppressed his anger and said.

"You three, are you going to start a battle between Buddhism and Taoism?"

These words were somewhat threatening, and they obviously wanted to force the three of them to give in. Otherwise, there would probably be a terrifying battle on Lingshan Mountain today. Regardless of winning or losing, the Lingshan Scenic Area would be in a mess and suffer heavy losses.

Kong Xuan had the most unruly temperament, with his sword eyebrows flying high into the sky, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, looking at all living beings, he glanced at the three thousand Buddhas on the Lingshan Mountain, shook his head slightly, his eyes were full of contempt, and said disdainfully.

"They are just some chickens and dogs. They are vulnerable. Even if a war between Buddhism and Taoism begins, there is nothing to fear!"

These words were extremely domineering, and he did not care about the threatening words of Tathagata Buddha. His aura became more and more powerful, and even the surrounding air and space began to vibrate, and it was just a spark away from exploding.

Master Xuandu knew that this incident was not the beginning of a battle between Buddhism and Taoism. Buddhism was at its peak at this time, and the great prosperity of Buddhism was the general trend of heaven. Although Taoism was not afraid, it could not fight Buddhism at this time. He shook his head slightly, and his expression Calm and indifferent, pure and clear, he said in a deep voice.

"I don't have this intention, I just want to have a discussion with the Buddha and seek justice for my disciple!"

Tathagata Buddha's face turned even darker after hearing the words of Master Xuandu and Taoist Kong Xuan. One of these two people is not afraid of heaven and earth, while the other is soft yet hard. They made it clear that today they must suppress the arrogance and majesty of Buddhism. .

Yang Jian saw that the two teachers had spoken on behalf of the Human Cult and the Jie Cult, and he needed to make his attitude clear. He slowly opened his eyes again, divine light was hidden in his eyes, and he hesitated, aiming at the three great men who had just stood up in the distance. Bodhisattva raised the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled coldly, and said firmly.

"I don't care about so many things. I just want to have a discussion with the three Bodhisattvas. I want to see what they have learned and what progress they have made since they apostatized!"

As soon as these words came out, not only the faces of the three Bodhisattvas turned dark, but even the Tathagata Buddha's face became a little more gloomy. Didn't they point at the bald man and scold the monk and the mulberry tree? They all betrayed Xuanmen, but now they are cultivators. It's a shame that they haven't surpassed their original brothers, which makes people wonder whether their original choice was correct.

Kong Xuan raised his head and glanced at the sun, which had gradually begun to set in the west. Not wanting to delay it any longer, he took a step forward, faced Tathagata face to face, and said bluntly.

"Leave it to me, Tathagata, I don't care about the rest!"

Master Xuandu looked at Kong Xuan, who had already chosen his opponent. He couldn't help but glance around and glanced at Randen Buddha and others. Seeing that Yang Jian was also looking at Randen Buddha, he knew what he meant and said directly.

"Then leave the Great Power, the Eighteen Arhats and others to me!"

Yang Jian glanced at the three Bodhisattvas and the Lantern Buddha, and was about to pick all four of them away, but Sun Wukong spoke first.

"There are six people left, Zhenjun. How about I wait for three of them to compete and see who wins first!"

Yang Jian took a look at the cultivation of the six people, thought for a moment, and said.

"Okay, I want Ran Deng, Guanyin and Manjusri, and leave the other three to you!"

Yang Jian divided them like this because there were four quasi-sage cultivators among the six, and only Manjusri and Samantabhadra were still Daluo Jinxian Daoguo, and they did not want to take advantage of Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong glanced at everyone and nodded slightly. This division was quite fair, and he agreed.

"Just what you said!"

Several people lined up, and the act of dividing the fruits made all the Buddhas in the Buddhist sect so angry that their seven orifices were filled with smoke, and their faces were extremely gloomy.

Yang Jian was not a man of many words, so he immediately slashed the three-pointed two-edged sword at the Ran Deng Buddha without caring about the ugly faces of the Buddhists.

The Ran Deng Buddha had already seen Yang Jian's fighting power, how could he dare to be careless? He formed seals with his hands and activated the Fudo Ming King Seal. The Buddha's light shined brightly, and his golden body also merged into his physical body.

There was a hint of sneer on Yang Jian's face, his eyes were extremely cold, and the divine weapon in his hand was unparalleled. His heavenly eye shot out the divine light that had been stored for a long time, directly piercing the precious light of the purple gold alms bowl, and his figure appeared directly on the body of the lamp-burning Buddha. In front of him, the blade struck the Buddha's light fiercely. With a "dang" sound, the Buddha's light was dim and vibrating endlessly. Yang Jian looked calm, and the frequency of his magic power was slightly adjusted. The divine power surging on the magic weapon resonated with the Buddha's light. He directly broke it open and struck hard on the golden body of the Deng Deng Buddha, sending it flying with a single blow.

The Ran Deng Buddha let out a pitiful wail, and flew backwards, hitting the three of the rushing Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.

The faces of the three people changed, and they took action quickly. The Buddha's light surged and turned into a giant palm of golden light, catching the Randen Buddha. At this time, the Randen Buddha used the Buddhist golden body method to repair the wounds on the golden body. It just consumed a lot of his accumulated will power and telekinesis power, which made him feel very painful.

Medicine Master Liuli Buddha saw Yang Jian's body move and wanted to pursue the lamp-burning Buddha again. He called the Buddha's name and slowly struck out with his hands. The Buddha's light flew out and turned into two golden Buddha palms, sealing towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't even look at him, ignored Medicine Master Liuli Buddha's attack, and chased directly towards Randen Buddha and others. It wasn't that Yang Jian was arrogant and looked down on Medicine Master Liuli Buddha's attack, but that he believed in Sun Wukong so much that he didn't defend himself.

Seeing that his opponent actually crossed the line to attack Yang Jian, Sun Wukong smiled, jumped up, and swiped the golden hoop in his hand against the golden Buddha's palm, cleanly sweeping away the Buddha's palm and turning it into countless lights. point, disappeared into the void, and a fight had arrived. In front of Medicine Master Liuli Buddha's head was a stick, as powerful as the sky falling, and extremely heavy.

The Medicine Master Glazed Buddha became calm, stretched out his hand, and a large world appeared faintly, gradually integrating into his body. The Glazed Golden Body appeared, and he slowly raised his palms, but seemingly slowly but actually quickly, he appeared in the golden body in an instant. Before the cudgel was lifted, there was a clang and the sound of metal clashing. The golden cudgel was blocked, and the body fell slightly, making Lingshan three points shorter. It shocked the Buddhist crowd who were watching to stagger and scream.

Maitreya Buddha was not polite at all. He took out the golden cymbal in his hand and slashed at Sun Wukong's head, intending to behead him.