Journey to the West: The Intercepted Religion is destroyed, but your Buddhism is still prosperous?

Chapter 20: No. 1 Disciple of the Three Generations of Interpretation and Education, Amnesia!
At the foot of Five Fingers Mountain.

No, it should be called Buzhou Mountain now.

Yang Jian, as the No.1 student among the three generations of Chanjiao, has never felt so aggrieved.

Even when Fengshen Liangjie faced many second-generation disciples of Jiejiao, he didn't feel so much pressure.

Bu Zhoushan just stood there motionless, but the pressure on him was very strong.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the monkeys at the foot of the mountain had long been silent, which made Guanyin Bodhisattva very anxious.

"Yang Jian, do your best!"

Yang Jian nodded, and his figure returned to the size of an ordinary person, but his aura became stronger and stronger.

With a movement of the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, a huge shadow of the knife slashed down against Bu Zhou Shanli.

Click click!

With a loud noise, Yang Jian flew thousands of miles backwards in an instant.

The three-pointed and two-edged knife that had accompanied him for thousands of years also broke off suddenly.

Bu Zhoushan, it is too hard!
In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian flew back again, but he no longer had the unrestrained appearance he had before.

With disheveled hair, he looked solemnly at Buzhou Mountain in front of him as if facing a formidable enemy.

He took a deep breath, concentrated his mana on the third eye on his forehead, and used the strongest three-eyed clairvoyance.

A ray of light shot out from his third eye and shone on Mount Buzhou.

The originally extremely hard stone began to melt slowly, and a large pit was burned out.

It's just that this situation didn't last long, and Yang Jian's mana couldn't hold it anymore.

Lu Yu smacked his lips, his face full of disdain.

That's it?That's it?That's it?

Is this the No. 1 among the three generations of disciples who explain teaching?
Yang Jian shook his head at Guanyin Bodhisattva, expressing his incompetence.

As far as the ability to fight alone, he has absolute confidence.

But the opponent right now is Bu Zhoushan, so what's the use of his Eighty Nine Mysterious Art?

Ok?correct!

Didn't the Heavenly Court produce a Heavenly Court God of War?

Why not let him try it?

When Yang Jian made this suggestion to Guanyin Bodhisattva, he was suddenly told that he was recommended by Taibai Jinxing...

The clown is me!
Could it be that Taibaijinxing is testing himself?

Did he think that only by overthrowing Buzhou Mountain would he be qualified to fight him?

Thinking of this, Yang Jian, who was planning to return to Jiangkou, immediately regained his spirits.

"Tudun!"

boom!
"Golden escape!"

boom!
……

Before Guanyin Bodhisattva could remind him that the escapism doesn't work, the stubborn Yang Jian was already full of headaches.

"Change!"

When one plan failed, another plan was implemented, Yang Jian used 72 changes to make a pangolin.

Chi Chi Chi!
The pangolin went down with a few paws, but it was blocked by hard stones as soon as it cleared the soil.

Its claws that can break rocks and crack gold also met the opponent, and all broke off on the rocks on the surface of Buzhou Mountain.

Yang Jian, who had little mana left, returned to his original shape, panting heavily.

He had to abandon his plan to sabotage from within.

At this moment, his hair was disheveled, his body was covered in dust, his hands were covered with blood, and he was as embarrassed as he could be.

Seeing Yang Jian so desperately, Guanyin Bodhisattva felt extremely distressed.

She discussed in a low voice: "How about... let's forget it..."

Yang Jian, whose eyes were red and almost dazed, roared, "No way! We must decide the winner today..."

Why did Taibai Jinxing, the god of war in the court, choose himself?

I'm afraid that as soon as he gives up, he will immediately jump out and make a move, proving that he is stronger than himself.

No, absolutely not.

Yang Jian has practiced all the way to this point, and achieved fame by stepping on the bones of countless Jiejiao disciples.

He will never allow himself to be a stepping stone for others!

Isn't it just Buzhou Mountain? It's not like it didn't break at the beginning.

How did it break?

Oh, by the way, it was Gonggong Zuwu who hit Buzhou Mountain with his head in anger!
Since he can do it, why can't I, Yang Jian, do it?

Although my physical body is not as good as his, and the realm is also far different, but I can bump into it a few more times?

He hit Buzhou Mountain in one go, so I bumped into it a hundred times, a thousand times, and ten thousand times until Buzhou Mountain collapsed.

Under the puzzled eyes of Guanyin Bodhisattva and Tang Sanzang, Yang Jian kept backing away until he disappeared.

Only then did Guanyin Bodhisattva breathe a sigh of relief, in case something went wrong with Yang Jian, how would she face Daoist Yuding.

Whoosh!
Tang Sanzang's eyes flickered, as if something had passed by his eyes just now.

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded, and a gust of wind lifted him out.

When he just got up, he saw a figure inlaid on Buzhou Mountain.

thump!
The figure fell from Buzhou Mountain, and it turned out to be Yang Jian who had just left!

His armor was also in tatters, his body was bleeding everywhere, and his head had grown a bit bigger.

"Please, forget it!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva almost burst into tears.

"No, I will never admit defeat..."

Bang bang bang!
Yang Jian hit Buzhou Mountain again and again like crazy, until he couldn't stand still and passed out.

Guanyin Bodhisattva quickly used Sanguang Shenshui to heal his injuries.

But there is still a problem.

"who am I?"

"where am I?"

"where is this place?"

When Yang Jian woke up, he had already lost his memory.

(End of this chapter)