Journey to the West: Three Thousand Entries, My Disciple Becomes a Saint and I Prove the Way

"The Jade Emperor will punish me?"

"Do you think I'm afraid?"

Erlang, the True Lord of Guanjiangkou, who never listens to orders but only listens to instructions, would be afraid of the Jade Emperor's punishment? What a joke.

He was not afraid of the Jade Emperor before, and he is even less afraid now.

Hei Wuchang's face darkened, and he felt that he had asked a stupid question.

If he was afraid of the Jade Emperor, he would not only listen to orders but not orders.

Moreover, the so-called listening to orders depends on his mood.

If he is in a bad mood, he can also completely ignore orders.

"Tell me why King Yama ordered you to come."

Yang Jian looked down at Hei Wuchang from a high position and asked.

He wanted to know the deep reason, not the nonsense.

Hei Wuchang and Niu Tou Ma Mian suddenly looked up when they heard this, as if they were puzzled.

They also wanted to know why King Yama sent them.

"Master, how can I know the purpose of the King of Hell?"

Hei Wuchang did not dare to provoke Yang Jian again, after all, Bai Wuchang was a good example.

He lowered his posture to the lowest level.

However, he was very puzzled why the True Lord Erlang was so concerned about the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain.

He actually interfered with the operation of the underworld for the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain and took the risk of offending the underworld.

"Then let's ask you in another way."

"Why does the underworld target the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain like this."

Hei Wuchang lowered his head and remained silent, while Bai Wuchang dragged his seriously injured body to the side.

The face of the Ox-Headed Horse-Faced Demon kept changing.

Yang Jian was always observing the reactions on the faces of Hei Wuchang and the Ox-Headed Horse-Faced Demon.

"You tell me."

Pointing at the Ox-Headed Horse-Faced Demon, he said.

"Master, we really don't know."

The Ox-Headed Horse-Faced Demon was immediately terrified. How could the secrets of the underworld be spoken carelessly?

Even the True Lord Erlang could not tell.

"It seems that you think that this True Lord is easy to talk to, right?"

"In that case, the underworld should change someone else. You are no longer qualified to be the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Guards."

Yang Jian flipped his right hand, a white light flashed, and a three-pointed, two-edged sword appeared in his hand.

Slowly raised it, murderous intent emerged, and evil spirit enveloped it.

The Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Guards were suddenly shocked, and a sense of death swept over their bodies.

"True Lord, spare me, True Lord, spare me."

"We really don't know, but the King of Hell once ordered us to come and take the soul of the Monkey King Sun Wukong."

The Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Guards, who felt the fear of death again, said it in panic.

When Yang Jian heard it, the blade of the three-pointed, two-edged sword stopped in front of the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Guards, and the bright light was terrifying.

"The Monkey King Sun Wukong has cultivated a Taiyi Golden Immortal."

"Even if he has not yet escaped from the cycle of reincarnation, his life span is billions of years."

"If his life span is not over, why do you want to take his soul?"

What he expected in his heart was indeed correct.

This was a calculation against his senior brother Sun Wukong.

"This... Master, we are just following orders."

Seeing that the Bull Head had exposed himself, the Horse Face could only bite the bullet and say it.

For example, this trip to the Flower and Fruit Mountain was so mobilizing so many troops, and they didn't know the reason.

"Haha, get out."

"Anyone who dares to step into the Flower and Fruit Mountain again will die."

Yang Jian put away his three-pointed double-edged sword and shouted.

Before he finished speaking, the Black and White Impermanence, the Bull Head and the Horse Face, and the remaining ghost soldiers and ghosts hurriedly fled back to the underworld.

Thirty-sixth Heaven, Lingxiao Palace.

Immortal music bursts, and the cranes cry together.

The air was filled with mist, the rhyme of Taoism was shrouded, and the air of immortals was majestic.

At this time, the roar of the Jade Emperor Haotian was heard, resounding through the heavens.

"What a good Yang Jian, helping the demon monkey again and again."

"Where is Marshal Tianpeng? Quickly lead the troops to Huashan to capture Yang Chan for this emperor."

Yang Jian's weakness is Yang Chan. As long as Yang Chan is caught, Yang Jian will be obedient.

Haotian has tolerated that he does not listen to orders.

But now Yang Jian's behavior has made him furious.

"Jade Emperor, let me go."

Marshal Tianpeng just raised his foot and wanted to step forward to receive the order.

But he saw that the third prince Nezha took the initiative to stand up, one step faster than him.

"Nezha, what are you doing?"

Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, was very puzzled.

Aren't Nezha and Yang Jian good brothers?

Why is this.

"Okay, if you don't capture Yang Chan, I will hold you responsible."

Haotian frowned slightly, his face was very ugly.

Yang Jian has been disobeying his orders since the Conferred God.

If he continues to tolerate it, where is the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven.

"Yes."

Nezha took the order and retreated, neither answering Li Jing's words nor looking at him.

Marshal Tianpeng was relieved to see Haotian agree to let Nezha go.

Capturing Yang Chan would offend Yang Jian.

He didn't want to do it.

Capturing Yang Chan would not have any merit, and it would offend Erlang Shen, which was not worth it at all.

At the same time, in the underworld.

King Yama saw the Ox-Headed Horse-Faced, Black and White Impermanence were in a mess.

Not only that,A lot of ghost soldiers and generals were also lost.

Extremely angry.

"How did you become like this? Who is obstructing the work of the underworld?"

After King Yama finished roaring, Hei Wuchang spoke.

"King Yama, it was Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation."

"He also injured Bai Wuchang."

King Yama almost lost his seat when he heard it, and squinted at Hei Wuchang.

"King Yama, it was really Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation."

Horse-faced man seemed to see that King Yama was doubtful, so he said.

"Why did Erlang Shen do this?"

King Yama stood up in surprise and asked in confusion.

In the Yama Palace, there was silence.

Ox-headed Horse-faced Man, Black and White Wuchang all lowered their heads.

They all wanted to ask why, but how could they know.

"Okay, you can leave."

"That's it for the time being."

King Yama sat back down and waved his hand to let Ox-headed Horse-faced Man, Black and White Wuchang leave.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian is the nephew of Haotian Jade Emperor, let the Jade Emperor solve it himself.

He should not interfere in other people's family affairs.

Huaguo Mountain, in front of the Water Curtain Cave.

Little White Dragon Ao Lie appeared.

"Erlang Shen, I am curious about the reason why you did this."

He thought he had to rely on himself to force back the heavenly soldiers and generals of the heavenly court, and to drive back the ghost soldiers and generals of the underworld.

But he never thought that both of these things were done by Yang Jian.

If I remember correctly, Yang Jian should be the nephew of Haotian Jade Emperor.

"Follow your heart, follow your desire."

Yang Jian turned and looked at Little White Dragon Ao Lie, smiling.

Ao Lie was stunned, he really didn't expect such an answer.

"You seem to have become stronger, dare you fight me."

Yang Jian's cultivation aura emanated, showing his fighting spirit.

"That's what I mean."

Little White Dragon Ao Lie also suddenly increased his cultivation, emitting the aura of the peak of Taiyi Jinxian.

In an instant, the sound of the fierce fighting method in Huaguo Mountain resounded again.

Yang Jian struck, and suddenly felt a strong recoil force.

"Such defense is worthy of the great way taught by the master."

He was secretly surprised.

He felt that no matter how much force he exerted, it would rebound.

Unless the force exerted exceeded the rebound defense force of Little White Dragon Ao Lie.

If it did not reach this limit, he could not be defeated.

"It is said that the physical body of the Holy Erlang Zhenjun is strong and the defense is unparalleled. Try my attack."

Little White Dragon Ao Lie clenched his fist, burst out with terrifying momentum, and his cultivation was running.

Condensed the power of the Zhoutian in his hand.

"Zulong Fist."

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