The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 446 Chapter 440 Six, follow your heart
"Happy! Happy! Happy, after so many years, only you can give me this feeling." Yang Jian waved the three-pointed knife in his hand, chopping a piece of floating boulder the size of a building.

Sun Wukong jumped away.

"But my old grandson hates you so much, I wish I could beat you to death with a stick." Sun Wukong blew out his monkey hair, turned into monkeys and grandchildren, and wanted to drown Yang Jian.

"Me too, I can't wait to kill you." Yang Jian's three eyes shot out a golden light, and where the golden light passed, those monkeys and grandchildren disappeared like fireworks: "So, I have lived until now, until now. When Monkey King called from the past."

"The you who have become the Buddha are not you at all."

"My old grandson is the Monkey King, except that Monkey King is me, and all other bullshit things are not me!"

The Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong, transformed into the heaven and the earth, a giant ape reaching the sky, and the golden cudgel in his hand was also enlarged in proportion, and smashed at Yang Jian.

"Hahahaha, yes, yes, this is you."

Yang Jian flicked his golden bow with a smile on his face: "Ego, arrogance, arrogance, the reason why you make a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace is because you feel that you have been violated."

"In your eyes, even the emperor of heaven cannot disobey you. If you disobey you, you will pick up the stick, and you will beat and kill."

"If your heart doesn't go your way, then do what you want."

"Your attitude is annoying."

Yang Jian suddenly became angry; "For thousands of years, the mana I have cultivated is better than you and stronger than you."

"Time has sharpened my body, cultivation, and state of mind."

"Let me become stronger, and let me, Erlang, be more powerful than you. Today, today, I can defeat you."

He withdrew the Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth, and returned to his five-meter giant body.

It is still His most original body, the most powerful Dharma body he has cultivated, which is his own body.

"Everyone knows that you, Monkey King, the great sage equal to the heavens, made a big disturbance in the heavenly palace, stood upright, helped the Tang monk learn scriptures, slayed demons and demons all the way, and was invincible."

"Back then, everyone knew that you, Great Sage Equaling Heaven, were so tyrannical. One of the battles was to defeat me, Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun."

Yang Jian frankly admitted his failure back then.

He remembered this battle for a long time.
"Ha, you have remembered my old grandson for a long time, but my old grandson doesn't take you three-eyed guy seriously. You will never be able to catch up with Sun Wukong, the great sage equal to heaven!"

"Really, facing me who has been tempered for many years, you"

"you"

The long halberd in Yang Jian's hand suddenly couldn't move.

His most confident killing technique.

To defeat the arrogant Monkey King Monkey King.

But it stopped in his hand, the laughing monkey hand that Yang Jian looked a bit permissible, and the stone monkey just blocked the strongest blow of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, the god of war in the heavens.

"It's impossible that we were just evenly matched at the time, why."

Yang Jian felt a little unbelievable that he had tried his best just now.

I've exhausted my strongest strength
Monkey King, he can't block it so easily.

"I have become so powerful, I don't know how much stronger than before, why why!"

Yang Jian still couldn't believe it, and couldn't believe the scene in front of him happened.

"Hey, you are weaker than you were then."

Monkey King, however, said lightly with disappointment: "You were Erlang God back then."

"It's not Erlang Xianshengzhenjun."

Erlang God, and Erlang Xianshengzhenjun?
The people present were a little unclear as to what the difference was.

Only a few people suddenly realized, such as Li Wei.
"Erlang God is the arrogant, powerful male god who regards his own strength as everything."

"And Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun is a three-eyed fairy wrapped in a god. He looks down on the gods who abide by the rules and regulations and enjoy the divine right to worship, but they can only accept the blessings and missions of the gods."

"If it's Sun Wukong, he will defy all 'missions' that don't make him happy."

"But Yang Jian didn't."

correct.

Sun Wukong rebelled against his destiny as 'Bi Ma Wen', but Er Lang Shen accepted the responsibility of 'God of War', the responsibility of gatekeeper, which he disliked.
Is it really the obsession with Sun Wukong that supports Erlang Shen to live to this day?yes, but not quite
Without Heaven, it is absolutely impossible for him to attach to it and survive.

absolutely impossible
"It's not that the higher the level of cultivation, the stronger it is." Li Wei looked at the scene in front of him and realized it.

Yang Jian also seemed to understand this.

He looked at his palm.

There is great power in space.

For the sake of 'cultivation', go against your heart and become the person you least want to be.
How can such a self be called strong?
"I seem to understand why I'm not as good as you." Yang Jian laughed at himself: "It's because you have become the person you least want to be, but I myself have also unknowingly become such a person. The one I hate people"

"You in the future will become so weak."

"And I also unknowingly became extremely weak."

"Fate is such a ridiculous thing."

Yang Jian knelt on the ground on one knee.

The golden cudgels came out one after another, from His chest, this scene was not bloody, but had a kind of solemn divinity.

All the mortals who entered the heavenly court were watching this scene. In ancient times, the two most powerful males were victorious.

"How will my future self become?" Monkey King asked.

"Became a monk full of Amitabha." Yang Jian's body was disappearing, and before disappearing, he felt disgusted with Sun Wukong, gloating on his face: "The most mother-in-law monk I have ever seen is not as mother-in-law as you in the future."

"Hey, it's really annoying." Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks, but his face was a little depressed.

Knowing that my future self will become the person I hate the most, that expression is no different from eating that.

Regarding this, Yang Jian suddenly became a little 'satisfied'.

"Fate, that's what it is."

"Many times, we obviously know what the answer is, but in the end, we didn't follow it and didn't complete it."

"It's ironic"

Yang Jian's mana began to crumble, and so did Sun Wukong's.

These two most powerful males from the Age of Gods are facing collapse at this moment.

Here, after all, it does not belong to their era.

It's a new era.
Li Wei watched the two strong men silently, and said softly.

"Stick to your original heart, the strength of your cultivation is not the real strength."

"With a strong heart, the most authentic 'I' can exert one hundred percent of the power of 'I'"

Li Wei also has a clear understanding.

(End of this chapter)