Bodhi sighed, "You said that Rulai chose the latter between his closest relatives and sentient beings, so you hate him for being ruthless and unrighteous, but in fact, between his closest relatives and sentient beings, he never gave up, he gave up himself." “

"Before you were about to be born, I went to meet with him, and I asked him, why did he save his own child, and spread the rumor that his child was the reincarnation of the golden cicada, didn't this force everyone in the world to kill Chen Xuanzang? Guess how he answered? ”

"He said that the person who killed Chen Xuanzang in the future must be you, and the reason why he did this is that you want you to kill your own child with your own hands, because only in this way will you regret it and stop it."

"Really?" Demon Ancestor had red eyes and said angrily: "He was wrong, the child is dead, I don't have any nostalgia in this world, I will still kill people in the world." ”

"Will you still kill?"

Bodhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly played with the taste: "But what if, Chen Xuanzang can still survive?" The price is that you die in exchange for his life! ”

"W-What?"

Demon Ancestor's face froze, and then he asked excitedly, "You said that my child, can he still live?" ”

"What do you say?"

Bodhi's gaze fell on the golden cicada in his palm.

The Demon Ancestor suddenly realized, and after being stunned for a long time, he smiled dumbly, "He's really, he's scheming, but isn't he afraid that I'm unwilling?" ”

"He's not afraid."

Bodhi shook his head.

Demon Ancestor was puzzled, "Why?" ”

Bodhi said: "Because he is you, you are him, he is willing to exchange his death for Chen Xuanzang's life, then you will definitely be willing, you have to understand, in this world, no one knows you better than him!" ”

"He's me, I'm him......"

The Demon Ancestor muttered to himself, stunned, and after a while, he looked at the golden cicada in his palm and laughed heartily.

And in his laughter, the black sphere that wrapped the two of them also began to dissipate.

Trace by wisp, as if it had been pulled out, slowly disappeared in mid-air.

Similarly, the Demon Ancestor's body was slowly disappearing.

This scene, not only the Western Heavenly Army and the soldiers of Chang'an below were dumbfounded, but also the heavenly immortals, and they were all stared at each other, and they didn't know why.

Bodhi Pan sat on a somersault cloud and looked at the prospect in silence.

As the Demon Ancestor's body dissipated, the golden cicada seemed to be rejuvenated.

Three phantoms suddenly appeared in the sky, one was a demon ancestor with trembling lips, one was a young monk who fell into a deep sleep, and the other was a middle-aged monk.

"Master."

The middle-aged monk smiled and saluted the Demon Ancestor.

The Demon Ancestor took his eyes off the sleeping little monk, and then looked at the Jin Cicada, an apprentice who was rumored to be demoted to the mortal world by Shannian Rulai, he slowly moved his hands to his chest, and then in the disbelief of the world, he folded his hands and made a Buddha salute.

The Demon Ancestor made a Buddha ceremony, which is simply a big joke in the world.

"Thank you."

And what is even more ridiculous is that the Demon Ancestor thanked the middle-aged monk.

This kind of scene simply subverted the concept of the Western Heaven Army, you must know that their demon ancestor is the culprit who made the Buddhas of Lingshan fall with his own hands, but now he is actually thanking the monk?

So what's next? Is this battle still fought? Do you still kill people?

Everyone was puzzled, but for the time being, they could only be puzzled, because they didn't have a chance to see the next picture.

Bodhi took a leaf out of his body, and after throwing it out, he directly isolated the breath of heaven and earth on that side.

When this leaf appeared, not only could both sides of the battlefield not see the situation there, but the clairvoyance in the sky could not see it, and the six-eared macaque imprisoned in the heavenly prison all cut off their perception of this place.

The black gas on the demon ancestor has been stripped clean, and it is replaced by another face, which can be said to be as it is, but it is not the Buddha Rulai, in today's Three Realms, I am afraid that old antiques like Bodhi can recognize it, this is the true appearance of the bald donkey who has not yet become a Buddha, and it is the bald donkey that coexists with good and evil.

"It was supposed to be your own golden cicada shell, but in the end it was given to my child, and the poor monk is ashamed of you."

Demon Ancestor sighed softly.

Jin Chanzi smiled: "Xuanzang has been with me since he was a child, I have already regarded him as my own child, saving my child's life, it is justified, the master does not need to feel guilty, besides, my mother-in-law is no longer there, and there is no point in me stealing my life, it is better to give this golden cicada shell to Xuanzang, which can be regarded as a master, and give the apprentice a little heirloom treasure." ”

"That's right, haha......"

The Demon Ancestor smiled heartily, at this time, he was both righteous and evil, without the solemnity of the Rulai, nor the indifference of the Demon Ancestor, so that he looked like a complete person.

Human beings should coexist with good and evil, just like light and darkness, they are also born together, this is the avenue of heaven and earth, change it without authorization, and it is expected that something will happen.

Just like the ten days in ancient times, the light overwhelmed the darkness and broke the order, which inevitably led to a series of subsequent wars and became the fuse for the end of antiquity.

And the separation of good and evil from the Buddha also ushered in a nightmarish disaster in the world.

"It's almost time, it's time for the poor monk to take his leave, old fellow, my child will bother you to take care of it."

The Demon Ancestor spoke again, smiling at Bodhi.

If it was in the past, Bodhi would definitely say that he would not let me eat for ten days and a half months, don't think about it, but today, he is not in the mood for this kind of joke, his face is heavy, he sighed, and said, "Go slowly." ”

The Demon Ancestor smiled, folded his hands, and closed his eyes, "Amitabha! ”

Then, he, who was already an illusory shadow, completely turned into a streamer and integrated into the body of the golden cicada.

Bodhi looked at the golden cicada and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Jin Chanzi shook his head and smiled.

In fact, even if Bodhi had never used him as that chess piece, after learning about the situation of the Outer Heavens, he would not hesitate to block the sword for the real glimmer of life.

After all, Buddhist disciples, more or less have to have the noble character of not going to hell and who will go to hell.

"Farewell."

After the golden cicada recited the Buddha's name, his body turned into a streamer, and just like the demon ancestor integrated into his body, he merged into the little monk's body.

Bodhi stepped forward, looked at the phantom of the little monk who had gradually solidified after integrating into the luck of the two, and took the dim-colored golden cicada on the side, and then under his guidance, the phantom of the little monk entered the dim-colored golden cicada's body.

Bodhi looked at the golden cicada and said, "Sleep well for a while, and when spring goes to the summer solstice, you can be reborn." ”

After speaking, he took out the last green leaf from his arms, and after carefully putting the golden cicada into the green leaf, he waved his hand and withdrew the leaf that isolated the breath of this place.

(End of chapter)