Watching Nezha, the story of Nezha's suicide in the Investiture of the Gods brought tears to my

Although he didn't outwardly express his emotions like Jing Tian, ​​his serious expression was enough to show his inner dissatisfaction.

"A metaphor! A metaphor! This is a metaphor! I see you don't understand, so I'm describing it." Mao Mao was frightened by the murderous aura of the two!

"Mao Mao, that's a good description. Don't do it again next time."

Xu Changqing said coldly, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

Mao Mao was filled with regret. He had only meant to liven things up, but he hadn't expected it to backfire and make the two of them so angry.

However, after this analogy, Jing Tian, ​​Xu Changqing, and the others instantly understood Yang Jian.

They were even angrier than Yang Jian! Ding.

【93】No matter how great your skills are, you can't escape my Sky-Waving Cloak! Sun Wukong asked in confusion: What treasure? I've never seen it before?

The screen continues to pan downwards.

[The iconic scene of Chenxiang defeating Erlang Shen and splitting the mountain to rescue his mother!]

Beside a lake ablaze, a group of mortals are straining to push a giant boulder into the fiery lake.

All of this was to help Chenxiang obtain the Mountain-Splitting Axe.

[Erlang Shen's sister, the Third Holy Mother, had an affair with a mortal and gave birth to a son, Chenxiang. For violating heavenly rules, she was punished by Erlang Shen and imprisoned beneath Mount Hua.]

[Chenxiang, deeply concerned for his mother, desires to defeat his evil uncle Erlang Shen and rescue her.]

To rescue his mother, Chenxiang sought help from his master, the Victorious Fighting Buddha Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong gifted him the White Dragon Horse, which carried Chenxiang to the shore of the Fire Lake to search for the divine stone.

[If the divine stone can be pushed into the lake of fire, it will immediately transform into an axe!]

Together, everyone pushed the divine stone into the lake of fire.

As the divine stone fell, a golden light suddenly appeared in the lake of fire!

Immediately afterwards, an axe shot into the sky, coming into everyone's view!

The white dragon horse revealed its dragon form and, carrying Chenxiang, obtained the mountain-splitting axe!

...

The story of the Lotus Lantern has been passed down through the world, at the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

When Nezha arrived at Yang Jian's residence, he went straight to sit down next to Yang Jian and said, "I suffered a defeat, so I came to visit my second brother."

"Who did this to my brother?" Yang Jian asked.

"A monkey." Little Nezha looked aggrieved.

Yang Jian was about to get up to avenge Nezha.

Suddenly, a scene of Yang Jian being defeated appeared in the sky!

Nezha and the Meishan brothers looked at the headline "Nezha and Meishan brothers watched with complicated expressions as Chenxiang bravely fought his uncle Erlang Shen and successfully rescued his mother."

Moreover, the more I looked at them, the more a sense of familiarity welled up in my heart!

Nezha frowned slightly, his face full of doubt, and turned to look at Yang Jian, asking:

"Second Brother, why do I feel that this agarwood is exactly the same as your experience?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's gaze became more solemn and thoughtful, and he nodded slightly, saying:

"Yes, as my nephew, his experience is so similar to mine. Back then, I also split open Peach Mountain to save my mother, going through countless hardships and dangers."

The Meishan brothers laughed when they saw this.

"Wow, the ancestral method of splitting the mountain to save one's mother?"

"Oh my, so it's common for men in my family to elope with mortals and then get trapped under a mountain!"

"Hahahaha! Back then, you were made difficult by your uncle, the Jade Emperor, and now you're making things difficult for your own nephew. How amusing!"

Nezha didn't laugh; he thought of the past when he helped Yang Jian.

Forgetting all his grievances, his anger flared up instantly, and he couldn't help but burst into a tirade:

"Yang Jian, you're a real scoundrel! You got soaked in the rain yourself, yet you still tear up other people's umbrellas. What a double standard!"

"You yourself have experienced the pain of saving your mother, so why can't you understand Chenxiang's plight and instead imprison his mother under the mountain as well?"

Nezha cursed as he pointed at Yang Jian, his eyes filled with indignation.

The Meishan brothers didn't laugh either, but looked at Yang Jian with serious expressions.

Nezha's words were indeed very reasonable!

Yang Jian paused slightly after being scolded by Nezha, a hint of guilt and helplessness flashing across his face, yet he didn't know how to refute it.

He gazed at the agarwood in the sky, lost in deep thought: "This shouldn't be. Why did I become the kind of person I hate the most?"

...

The world of the Lotus Lantern, Mount Hua.

Chenxiang, along with his friends Aochun, Nezha, and others, entered the interior of Mount Hua and was able to see his long-awaited mother.

The mother and son were deeply moved to see each other again.

The Holy Mother of the Three Kingdoms admonished Chenxiang that he needed to acquire extraordinary skills in order to rescue her.

Just then, subtitles appeared in the sky.

And the title is exactly: Chenxiang defeats Erlang Shen and splits the mountain to save his mother!

When Chenxiang, Aochun, and the others witnessed this shocking scene, their eyes widened instantly, their eyes shining with a mixture of surprise and delight.

Chenxiang's hands trembled slightly with excitement. He grabbed Ao Chun's arm, his voice trembling with excitement: "Great! I can defeat my uncle! I can rescue my mother!"

Ao Chun, equally excited and flushed, nodded vigorously and shouted, "That's right! With this divine axe, the Third Holy Mother will surely regain her freedom. Our efforts have finally paid off!"

Their voices intertwined, filled with unwavering faith in rescuing their mother and the joy of impending success, as if the long-imprisoned Holy Mother had already been freed!

The Holy Mother of the Three Kingdoms was also extremely gratified when she saw the video title in the sky:

"It seems my son's future strength is not to be underestimated; he can even defeat Yang Jian, the God of Justice!"

Through the seal, she encouraged Chenxiang, "Go for it, Chenxiang! Mother is waiting for this day to come!"

Chenxiang smiled and nodded heavily: "Wait for me, Mother!"

...

The world of Journey to the West, Flower and Fruit Mountain.

After Sun Wukong fought the White Bone Demon three times, he was severely scolded by Tang Sanzang. He couldn't get rid of the anger in his heart, so he somersaulted back to Flower Fruit Mountain.

Back in this familiar territory, Sun Wukong lost his usual enthusiasm for calling friends and playing around.

He sat sullenly on the boulder in front of the Water Curtain Cave, listlessly watching the magical video in the sky, trying to distract himself from his boredom.

But as he watched, Sun Wukong's droopy eyelids suddenly widened, and his previously depressed expression vanished, replaced by a face full of surprise.

The video showed Chenxiang, who was foreshadowing his future apprentice, defeating Erlang Shen Yang Jian with astonishing strength and successfully rescuing his mother.

"Good heavens!" Sun Wukong couldn't help but burst into laughter, jumping up and down on the boulder in excitement. "My future disciple Chenxiang is so powerful! He actually managed to defeat Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation. He has truly surpassed his master!"

"The guy that Old Sun couldn't beat, Erlang Shen defeated!"

He laughed loudly, hands on his hips, his eyes filled with pride, as if he himself had defeated Erlang Shen, not Chenxiang.

After all, Chenxiang was his apprentice!

If his apprentice is this amazing, then his master must be even more amazing!

The little demons in the cave cheered and applauded.

"The fact that Your Majesty can teach such a talented disciple proves that Your Majesty is the most powerful!"

"From now on, Erlang Shen will have to bow down to the King!"

"Hahaha! Congratulations, Your Majesty, you have avenged your great grudge from years ago!"

...

In the world of Black Myth: Wukong, nestled in a valley shrouded in mist.

Yang Jian, clad in silver armor, led the Four Heavenly Kings and celestial soldiers in a majestic formation to capture the demon monkey Sun Wukong.

A biting mountain wind howled past, making their clothes flutter loudly.

At this moment, a strange scene suddenly appeared in the sky, which was the story of Yang Jian being defeated by Chen Xiang.

The heavenly soldiers and generals were stunned by this sight, and whispered among themselves, their voices rising and falling.

"Isn't Sun Wukong the demon monkey we're supposed to be defeating?"

"His disciple can defeat Erlang Shen? Then this monkey demon must be even stronger!"

"Hiss! If even the True Lord can't subdue him, then who can subdue this demon monkey!"

Yang Jian's gaze fell upon the sky, and his expression instantly furrowed, a hint of disbelief flashing across his usually stern face.

"My nephew, Sun Wukong's disciple, actually defeated me?"