"At that time, I will be with you in Lingbo City." Yang Jian said expressionlessly in the face of Sun Wukong's questioning.

"Your talisman array has not been arranged yet?" Hua Shiniang looked at Juean and asked with a frown.

"The last Hunyuan Talisman is still missing, so you can connect it. Hehe... Money, you won't be proud for long." Jue'an said with a sweat on his head.

While speaking, he pinched a complicated hand gesture with both hands. A huge talisman half a human height in the void in front of him slowly rose, and the talisman on it lit up a little bit and was completely ignited.

As Jue'an danced with his hands forward, the huge talisman began to float forward and flew towards the cage.

Seeing the talisman flashing with golden light, as it was covering the golden cage, a lightning light fell from the sky and suddenly fell down.

"Boom"

A loud thunder sounded, and the purple light burst out.

The golden talisman was struck by a purple lightning, and it was torn apart from the center, turning into starlight and dissipating...

"Who is it..."

Jue'an was extremely angry when he saw that the Hunyuan Talisman was destroyed.

Yang Jian frowned and suddenly raised his eyes. He saw a figure appearing out of thin air above the golden cage, holding a long golden stick and landing towards the cage.

"Sun Wukong... clone?" Against the light and shadow, he couldn't see clearly the appearance of the person coming.

I saw him raise his hand and dance, and the huge waves that covered the golden water prison immediately surged again, strangling towards the figure above.

However, the moment the huge waves touched the man, the blue light of the water waves floated, and they spread out like lotus petals, and a passage was divided into the waves, allowing them to pass through them.

"The Water Dividing Technique..." Yang Jian couldn't help but frowned.

He knew it was not difficult to understand the water division technique. It could separate the water flow he controlled. The water system magic he practiced must be of high quality, but he didn't know which school it came from?

Just as I was thinking, I saw a tall young man standing on the waves, but it was Shen Luo.

He held the Xuanhuang Qi Stick in his hand, and his eyes were staring straight at Yang Jian below, with doubts in his eyes.

"Who is coming?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.

"It's just an unknown young man. Erlang Zhenjun doesn't need to worry about it, but he really wonders in his heart. Why did Zhenjun collude with these evil demons and bully this Fangcunshan?" Shen Luo asked with a frown.

Yang Jian didn't want to explain anything, but facing Shen Luo's gaze, for some reason, he took it seriously and explained:

"I just want Fangcunshan to hand over the map of mountains, rivers and states, and ensure that I will not accept foreign disciples in the future. As long as the Bodhi Patriarch agrees to these two things, I can not only stop the siege of Fangcunshan, but also help Fangcunshan solve other problems."

As soon as he said this, Hua Shiniang was very dissatisfied.

"The True Lord's words are too ruthless. In your eyes, several of our other sects are just tools for use. Can you turn against each other at any time?" Hua Shiniang asked.

Yang Jian looked at her indifferently and asked back, "Isn't it?"

Hua Shiniang was froze when she heard this, and she couldn't help feeling a little depressed, thinking that Yang Jian was a rare and less hypocritical guy among the gods.

Shen Luo looked at Yang Jian and felt very complicated.

In the future in the dream, they are comrades-in-arms fighting side by side, but now they have become enemies of weapons and swords.

"True Lord, the demon clan is now dormant in the world, but their hidden evil intentions have never died. They want to deal with Fang Cunshan, and you really want to help the evildoer?" Shen Luo asked.

"Why is the chaos in the Three Realms lies in the demon race? Without the demon race, will the human race kill each other? Will the immortal race suppress other races?" Yang Jian did not answer directly, but asked back.

Chen Luo was suffocated when he heard this, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

The demon clan is now just dormant, and the original alliance of human and immortal clans is facing collapse, and there are many internal contradictions, so what Yang Jian said is not without reason.

"The chaos in the Three Realms is not in the body of a clan, but in the inability to maintain balance. The human race, the demon race, the immortal race, and even the demon race are independent of each other and checks and balances each other. This is the ultimate balance that the three realms can achieve." Yang Jian continued.

"If this is the case, wouldn't you protect the lower Cunshan?" Chen Luo asked with a frown.

Yang Jian understood what he meant and said, "There are no different things in Fangcun Mountain, and all races will be accepted. Once a huge force gathers human, demons and immortals form, and there is also a "Mountain, River, and Country Map" that is related to the stability of the three realms, do you really think it is a good thing?"

"I believe in Bodhi Patriarch." Chen Luo said firmly.

Hearing this, Yang Jian suddenly laughed and said, "You believe in Bodhi Patriarch, but what would happen if the Bodhi Patriarch was assassinated by his own disciple and Fang Cunshan fell into his hands?"

Chen Luo looked at Juean pointing toward Yang Jian, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

If Fang Cunshan is really controlled by a person like Jue'an, it will definitely not be a good thing for the three realms.

However, when I thought about it, Chen Luo felt something strange... Didn’t this sneak attack on Bodhi Patriarch and attack Fangcun Mountain?

How do you use this to rebel against me?

For a moment, neither Chen Luo nor Yang Jian could convince anyone.

"No matter what you think, when the Bodhi secret realm above is broken, everything will be clear." Yang Jian said calmly.

Chen Luo couldn't help frowning when he heard this. They didn't have time to waste time here.

"Great Sage, how are you? Are you ready?" Chen Luo asked after a while of voice transmission.

"It's been ready long ago, come on." Sun Wukong smiled "hehe".

As he finished speaking, his figures and Shen Luo moved at the same time. They seemed to be in front of the mirror, holding long sticks in their hands, spinning and dancing, and using the splashing stick.

In an instant, the howling wind sounded, and shadows all over the sky appeared layer by layer.

Seeing this, Hua Shiniang was shocked.

"Is this kid the descendant of Fangcun Mountain or a descendant of Huaguoshan?" She couldn't figure it out for a moment, but she didn't dare to relax as much as before. She quickly activated her magical powers to strengthen her golden cage.

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, and his five fingers suddenly closed, and the waves that were broken by Shen Luo with the Water Dividing Technique closed again, but this time he also imprisoned Shen Luo in it.

Chen Luo suddenly felt that the pressure around him increased dramatically. He was obviously just in this wave of water, but he suddenly felt that he was trapped in a vast ocean and was squeezed by the power of the entire ocean.

Just as he felt his chest was dull and he was breathing a little, a majestic aura suddenly surged from below, dispersing more pressure. Only then did he feel that there was little relief and the sluggish movements smoothed again.
Chapter completed!