"My name is Jin Chanzi, well, the second life."

"Golden cicada? What is the obsession of the future? Well? Fellow Daoist, I'm not disrespectful to you, the blurt out is all rumors, and please don't blame Daoyou. ”

Tianpeng frowned slightly, glanced at the golden cicada in front of him, and a sense of pity suddenly rose in his heart, as if there was a stream of heat that poured into his eyes, but he hurriedly took it back, not daring to show anything strange, and was misunderstood by the other party.

"Yes, it seems that my reputation is well known."

The golden cicada's eyes were gloomy, but when he saw that the canopy was not discolored at all, only a flash of sympathy, he returned to his original calm.

This golden cicada is the obsession of the Taoist guide, and the Taoist cut off the body of good and evil, it seems that something has changed, so that the cultivation of Rulai is not to reach the realm of Zhun Ti, but infinitely close to the realm of Zhun Ti, but stronger than most of the realm of Da Luo Jin Xian.

In addition, the evil body and many treasures of the Taoist turned into a Buddha, which helped to increase his ontological strength, making the guide Daoist not much different from the saints. Otherwise, I am afraid that this Zhun Ti will not even be able to compare with the Three Emperors, and he will become the last position of the saint.

Even so, the guide has become the laughing stock of the immortals. And the golden cicada transformed by this obsession is because of such a change, which leads to continuous reincarnation, still does not listen to the Dharma, and even faintly becomes a deliberate enemy of the Buddha. Such a fruit has become a joke in the Three Realms, and it has also become a failure that can be written in thick ink in the life of the Taoist.

"Gossip comes from the mouth of others, how can others say it, how can we stop it? If they can't bear it, they will kill them. If I endure it, I have the right to talk nonsense, I don't get into my ears, I don't get into my heart, and I let him blow the breeze on the hills, how can I mess with my heart? ”

Breeze blowing on the hills? How can you mess with my heart?

The golden cicada's eyes flickered, looking at the calm canopy in front of him, as if these words were not for him, but about himself? But such words made Jin Chanzi's heart fully realized, the gloom in his heart suddenly disappeared, his heart suddenly returned to clarity, and the corners of his mouth once again revealed a warm color, but it was extremely sincere, without the usual strong self-joy.

"Thank you, Daoyou on demand."

"On demand? No, I'll just say myself. ”

"Fellow Daoist, you are the first to take me as a human being. Fellow Daoists, would you like to befriend me, a Buddhist rebel? ”

"Who is not a rebel, if you are a friend to me, I will regard you as a friend, if you are an enemy of me, I will regard you as an enemy, if you look down on me, I will not be used to you, if you are sincere, why bother to pay attention to others?"

"Tianpeng, your wisdom is not a jewel covered with dust, why don't you go to the west with me? Don't misunderstand, I don't want to save you, but I really want to help you escape the current crisis. ”

"Crisis?"

Seeing the sincerity on Jin Chanzi's face, he was not fooling himself, and the other party's actions were just telling him that even if he did not join Buddhism in the West, Jin Chanzi would definitely do it wholeheartedly, so as to save his life.

As for the crisis that the golden cicada can tell, how can Tianpeng not be aware of it in his heart? When he entered the Pan Tao Pavilion with the Queen Mother, as the banquet opened, the sense of crisis haunted his heart, making him a little restless, so he could only pretend to be calm and wait for the crisis to come, and there was no other way to do it.

"Maybe you can take me to the brothers of the Exorcism Academy?"

Glancing at the golden cicada, Tianpeng asked tentatively slightly.

"This,"

"Don't be embarrassed, if I die, it can make your brothers good, and my death is also worthwhile. Jin Cicada, I have something to ask for, I don't know if I can open my mouth. ”

"You said, if I don't feel bad, I will help you."

Golden Cicada doesn't know why? For the first time I saw the canopy, there was a desire to protect in my heart, and that desire was derived from the heart of the golden cicada since the canopy fell in the Pantao Pavilion, driving him to come and talk to the canopy.

"If I die, please ask Taoist friends to help. Fellow Daoists don't have to be embarrassed, if my brothers choose to stay in the East, Daoist friends don't have to care about their safety. But if they go to the West, they are willing to vote for Western Buddhism, and ask Taoist friends to allow them to settle down once. ”

There are rules between the East and the West, as long as they are not great evildoers, if they are thrown into the West, no matter who they offend in the East, the Eastern Immortals cannot be chased and killed in front of the Western Pure Land.

If there was no golden cicada, Tiancang would not have gone west for the brothers, but with this golden cicada, the west is really a pure land that can protect the safety of the brothers.

"Well, this matter does not embarrass me, I will definitely ask the master, if the master is unwilling to come forward, I will also fight to help."

Jin Chanzi's eyes showed solemnity, and he looked at the canopy in front of him, and admired this person in his heart. The other party obviously wants to sacrifice his life for righteousness, and would rather sacrifice himself to save the safety of the entire exorcism house and all the soldiers under his command.

Jin Chanzi's heart was gloomy, not only sighed, but also secretly said in his heart: Such a good friend, why was he not born in the West. If he had been born in the West, he would have known each other earlier and become close friends. If you encounter boredom on weekdays, why not find a wine house and have a drink?

Subsequently, Tianpeng did not mention this matter, and as the two continued to talk, they began to argue about the dialectic.

For a while, the two of them chatted while walking, and came to the shore of this Yaochi Lake, bursts of laughter and laughter spread around Yaochi, and every wonderful place, the applause of the handrail was also spread in the ears of the gods, making everyone frown slightly, and secretly said: It's really fish looking for fish and shrimp looking for shrimp, toads looking for frogs, smelling the same, the ancients didn't deceive me.

A feast, soon to end, just before the end, a melodious sound of the guqin, from the Kunlun Xu, the palace of the Queen Mother's Palace, resounded throughout Kunlun Xu, although it is only a piano sound, but it falls into everyone's ears is different.

"Fellow Daoist, how many people play?"

Hearing the sound of the piano, the golden cicada was very interested, and asked the golden cicada beside him.

"If you were one, you would be one, and if you were seven, you would be seven."

"Fellow Daoist, do you know the answer in advance?"

Jin Chanzi wiped his nose and opened his mouth a little embarrassed, knowing that this exquisite move was really stupid.

"No, I didn't know beforehand, but as soon as Daoyou said this, I tasted it carefully, and then I knew that the seven pianos sounded in unison."

"Daoist friends are proficient in music?"

"I know a little bit about it."

"Then tell me about the sound of the piano?"

Jin Cicada also likes music and rhythm, in the Western Pure Land, this guy is very proficient in everything outside of Buddhism, which really makes the Buddha very angry, but unfortunately he is really helpless.

"One piano is sleek, one piano is missing, one piano is innocent, one piano is violent, one piano is lonely, one piano is free, and one piano is hopeful."

"Daoyou is not talking about music."

Jin Chanzi didn't expect Tianpeng to open his mouth like this, it was really puzzling to him, such a competition, how to know the level of the two, could it be that Tianpeng was cunning, so he covered up his incomprehensible behavior?

"Listening to music and distinguishing people is the method of music and rhythm, Taoist friends, is listening to the piano listening to music?"

"Isn't it?"

Seeing Tianpeng turn around and walk towards the Pan Tao Pavilion, Jin Chanzi frowned slightly, followed his side, and continued to ask.

"The piano is like a person, and a person enters the piano, like a sword, like a knife, like the law, like the Tao, all of which are born of the heart, why should you be attached to external objects? Fellow Daoists, don't be obsessed with appearances, maybe the food you see with your eyes is not the truth. Friends stay and see you again, no, well, I hope we can meet again. ”