There was a huge mountain in the north of the South Continent. This matter naturally alarmed many cultivators.
However, in less than half a day, the Three Realms began to spread the news that the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal had overturned the Eight Trigrams Furnace and caused a ruckus in the Celestial Court. He fought all the way from the Tushita Palace to the Hall of Enlightenment and almost entered the Lingxiao Treasure Hall. He was personally suppressed by the Western Sect's Elder Buddha.
For a demon king who was recognized by the Celestial Court, such an achievement was already "glorious" enough.
After all, Tathagata was the incarnation of the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal. Sun Wukong was equivalent to being suppressed by a Saint. That was already an honor for an "ant".
For a time, the name of the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal, Sun Wukong, spread throughout the Three Realms. The demons were even plotting how to rescue Sun Wukong. There were even a few demon patriarchs who had survived since ancient times who agreed to go to the Nuwa Palace to plead with Goddess Nuwa.
Unfortunately, Nuwa did not meet them.
The Five-finger Mountain was surrounded by fog, and ordinary people could not approach it.
"Bald Monk Tathagata! Jade Emperor! "
Sun Wukong's voice was a little hoarse, but he still refused to admit defeat. He kept cursing. He had learned the vulgarities from the demons of Huaguo Mountain hundreds of times.
Finally, Sun Wukong's mouth was a little dry. He continued to lower his head dejectedly and looked at the ground that was close to him, but he could not rely on it.
Could it be that he was going to be suppressed here for the rest of his life?
If it was just the weight of the Five-finger Mountain, Sun Wukong felt that he could carry it directly. However, the power of all living beings wrapped around it made the weight of the Five-finger Mountain almost infinite …
Sun Wukong could not move because of the pressure. He could only lie there obediently with his neck hanging at the bottom of the cliff.
Sun Wukong could not help but have a strange thought …
Fortunately, I haven't mentioned Master's name to anyone else. Otherwise, I would have really tarnished Master's reputation.
Thinking of that, Sun Wukong sighed again. His monkey face was somewhat disappointed.
Suddenly, he felt something hit the back of his head. From the corner of his eye, Sun Wukong caught sight of a peach that had "escaped" from his cheek. He subconsciously turned his head to bite it, but he bit empty air.
Smack! The back of his head was hit again.
Goku cursed angrily, "Which idiot is throwing things around?!"
"Heh." A slightly sarcastic chuckle came from the top of Goku's head. Goku looked up and saw a green bird circling in the sky. It was holding a tree branch in its beak, and the branch was full of big peaches.
The Monkey King had always liked this kind of thing, so he couldn't help but salivate. His Fiery Golden Eyes flashed, but he couldn't see through the true form of the green bird.
"You're already a prisoner, yet you're still acting so arrogantly?"
The green bird landed slowly. When it was a few feet away from the ground, it transformed into Yang Jian's appearance and said to Sun Wukong with a smile.
The branch was thrown in front of the monkey. The monkey opened its mouth and bit the branch. Because it couldn't shake its head, it couldn't eat the peaches.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Unable to use mana?"
The monkey snorted and spat out the tree branch, replying, "What has it got to do with you?"
"Indeed, it has nothing to do with me." Yang Jian sat down on a rock at the side calmly. Looking at the dusty monkey, he felt a little emotional in his heart.
After all, he was considered half a disciple. He couldn't really watch him sink here.
"Goku, don't you remember me?"
"How can I not remember?" Goku glanced at Yang Jian and sneered, "The nephew of the Jade Emperor, Immortal Erlang of the Celestial Court. Hmph, I heard about you a few years ago. The immortals of the Celestial Court were all in awe when they mentioned you. I didn't expect you to be the lackey of the Jade Emperor now! "
Yang Jian laughed in his heart. This monkey was actually trying to instigate him to become enemies with the Celestial Court.
Why, could it be that this monkey wants to ally with me to overthrow the Jade Emperor?
Yang Jian pretended to ponder and said to the monkey, "It's not up to you to interfere in my affairs. You're just a demon monkey. You can force the Celestial Court into such a sorry state. You can barely be considered a character. "
"But the old Jade Emperor asked you to take my head?" Goku's gaze was a little provocative. "Even the Heavenly Thunder and Skyfire can't do anything to me. I want to see what abilities you have!"
As soon as Goku finished speaking, Yang Jian raised his hand and pointed at Goku.
A beam of light flashed, and Goku felt a stabbing pain in his left ear. It was his earlobe that was pierced by the beam of light that Yang Jian pointed at.
For physical cultivators, especially the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, the Mystic Body pursued no "blind spots". The strength of the earlobe was not inferior to other parts of the body.
In other words, Goku already knew that his copper skin and iron bones were nothing in front of Yang Jian.
Yang Jian sat there calmly with a jar of wine in his hand.
"I came to see you today because I felt sorry for you. I wanted to help you," Yang Jian said calmly. "You're also a good opponent."
Goku was silent. He looked at Yang Jian and did not say anything. He closed his eyes and pretended that he did not want to talk to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian was not annoyed. He just said to himself, "You say that you are born and raised by the heavens and that you are a unique living being in the world. You are even more proud of it. However, you do not know that all living beings are unique in the world. You just have a better aptitude. What qualifications do you have to be proud of?"
"You still don't know what a true Saint is. The one who suppressed you here today is just the incarnation of a Saint. There is always someone better out there. Sun Wu Kong, when will you be able to understand this logic? "
"Why are you so noisy?" Goku opened his eyes and shouted impatiently, "I've lost today. It's fine if you kill me or suppress me. Why are you nagging here?"
Yang Jian looked at the wine jar in his hand and said in a low voice, "I just don't want to see you go astray. If you don't listen, I won't say anything."
After saying that, Yang Jian put away the wine jar in his hand and was about to leave.
Goku had the most typical personality. Yang Jian had already understood it back then. It was to be amenable to coaxing but not coercion.
As expected, Yang Jian turned around and was about to leave.
However, Goku could not help but shout, "Then, Perfected Lord, wait … Even if I misunderstood you, you can say what you want."
Yang Jian snickered in his heart. He turned around and muttered to Sun Wukong.
At first, Goku could still listen to a few words, but towards the end, he felt a little dizzy. He could only roll his eyes and let Yang Jian talk nonsense.
'This Perfected Lord Erlang is so fierce during fights that I can't even fight back. I didn't expect him to be a good person in private. '
Goku squinted and smiled. Unknowingly, his mind had begun to be affected by Yang Jian.
After a while.
"Hey, Yang Jian, we don't get to know each other without fighting, right?"
Goku asked. He raised his head and drank the wine that was poured out of the wine jar floating beside him. He lowered his head and took a bite of the juicy peach with a satisfied expression.
"Of course." Yang Jian shook the wine jar that was about to be emptied and sat on a big rock at the side. "In the Celestial Court, I can only look at you, the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal. The second is Nezha, the third son of Heavenly King Li."
"That little kid is not weak either." Goku sighed. Yang Jian chuckled and shook his head.
Goku suddenly asked, "Yang Jian, who is more capable between you and Gautama?"
"I'm a little lacking. I haven't become a Sage yet, but I'm already a Sage, even though I'm only an incarnation."
Goku asked again, "How far am I from the Sage realm?"
"A lot." Yang Jian shook his head. He thought to himself that the monkey had finally fallen for his trap. He then began to "popularize" the difference between the Quasi-Sage realm and the Sage realm.
Back in Fangcun Mountain, Goku needed to think about how to live forever and how to prove his Dao to Daira. At that time, he could not tell him what a Quasi-Sage was and what the true Immortal Sage realm was.
Now, Yang Jian had spent so much effort just to give pointers to Sun Wu Kong.
The second lesson.
Goku was suppressed under the Five Fingers Mountain. It was actually very beneficial for Goku's cultivation. It could allow Goku to quickly settle down and not lose himself in the rapid expansion of his Dharmic powers.
Clearly, the Buddhist Sects had spent a lot of effort to study how to help Goku cultivate.
Of course, the Buddhist Sects wanted to nurture a top fighter for themselves. Their goal was obviously different from Yang Jian's.
The moment Yang Jian opened his mouth, he began to talk non-stop.
He had no choice. He did not want to be a chatterbox. However, he had finally found an opportunity. Moreover, the monkey was humble and asking for advice. Therefore, he could only say more.
Gradually, from sunset to midnight, and then the eastern sky began to brighten.
The empty wine jars beside Goku's head formed a small hill. He spat out peach pits all over the ground. He lay there with an intoxicated look on his face. He was still asleep.
Yang Jian sat at the side and looked at the monkey. Then, he heaved a sigh of relief.
He should have remembered everything that he had said.
This monkey really can't let me not worry for once …
Yang Jian stood up and wanted to leave. However, he suddenly thought of something.
His figure flashed and disappeared. Not long later, he caught a few mountain spirits and threw them here. He told them to take good care of the Great Sage, Heaven's Equal and left some Spirit Stones before leaving on a cloud.
This was the real deal. He left with a flick of his sleeves, hiding his achievements and fame.
The heights that the monkey could reach in the future would depend on how well he grasped it. Everything that needed to be taught and said had been explained clearly.
As for how Goku would view him, True Lord Erlang …
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