"Pure Land of Bliss?"

As soon as this name came out, whether it was a musician or a singer, whether it was an emperor or a minister, they were all stunned.

Then he looked at Tang San's funeral again, and there was a burst of admiration.

It is worthy of being a great monk, worthy of the name of the Tang Dynasty holy monk, and the heart of the Buddha is really firm.

Just look at the name of this song, Bliss, it must refer to the Western Elysium.

As for this Pure Land, do you still need to think about it, isn't the Western Elysium the Pure Land of Buddhism?

Pure Land of Bliss! What a Pure Land of Bliss!

is worthy of being a holy monk of the Tang Dynasty, all the time, even listening to the music does not forget the original intention, do not forget the faith.

"Master Chen, can you wait for this Pure Land of Bliss? Since the royal brother wants to listen to it, if anyone can, he will not play it, and I will accompany the royal brother with the ministers to listen to this Buddhist Zen sound. ”

Tang San's funeral: "......" MMP, what is the heart of the Buddha? What is the Buddhist Zen sound? The poor monk wants to listen to the music of the Pure Land of Bliss, and he wants to see the dance of the Pure Land of Bliss!

Musician: "......" God's damn Pure Land of Bliss, this kind of Buddhist Zen sound, where do we secular musicians know it?

"This, the villain is facing the Pure Land of Bliss..... I don't know much about it, but I also ask the holy monk to give advice. ”

Seeing the leading musician answer, Tang Sanfu was not surprised.

Pouting, Tang Sanfu pulled away the leading musician Chen Ergou, and directly picked up Chen Ergou's lyre.

Ping Pong jingle for a while, the lyre actually played the effect of an ensemble of musical instruments in Tang Sanfu's hands.

It's just this tune.....

Listening to Tang San's funeral, Li Er and the Manchu Dynasty Wenwu stared at each other with big eyes, all of them looking confused.

"Imperial ..... Royal brother, "The dignified Tang Emperor, he is about to let Tang San's funeral become a habitual stammer."

"The song that the royal brother just played is the legendary Pure Land of Bliss?"

Tang Sanfu turned his head to look at Li Er and blinked.

Li Er waited for Tang San's burial, blinking for unknown reasons.

Tang Sanfu received Li Er's response, understood almost in seconds, and then nodded, "Yes!" ”

His Majesty Li Er didn't know what he understood in seconds, after all, he didn't know what he was going to say with the blink.

It's just that.....

Li Er blinked again, "Why is this Pure Land of Bliss..... Why is it different from what you imagined? ”

What he meant was that he didn't hear the solemnity, solemnity, and sense of compassion and sacredness that the Pure Land of Elysium Buddhism should have.

It's just that seeing Li Er blink again, Tang Sanfu understood again in seconds.

I said in my heart that you are an old man, it turns out that you are also a fellow practitioner, but you have a smile on your face, "Your Majesty, don't worry, this Pure Land of Bliss, naturally you need to be accompanied by the Pure Land of Bliss to taste the effect." ”

After speaking, Tang Sanfu winked at Li Er again, sending a signal that His Majesty Li Er did not know why, and then turned his head to look at a group of musicians.

Have you ever learned the Pure Land of Bliss played by the poor monk just now?

The musicians looked at each other, shook their heads, and nodded.

In the end, it was Chen Ergou who opened his mouth and gave the answer, "Hui Holy Monk, the music you played on the lyre is too difficult, although we have memorized it, no one has the ability to play it alone."

However, if we and others cooperate and play on a variety of instruments, we can restore the eight-point effect of the holy monk's playing. ”

Tang Sanfu nodded, "Eight points, that's enough." ”

I have to say that in some aspects, the wisdom of the ancients is beyond the reach of today's people, and the most important point is memory.

Memory is something that can be cultivated through nurture.

The ancients, especially the ancient students, because of the lack of popularity of books, could only follow the teacher in the school to memorize sentences, rote memorization of new words, and rote memorization of articles.

Over time, one or two of them have developed a good memory.

It can even be said that there is no one who can basically get into the merit of being above others, and there is nothing that cannot be forgotten.

Musician, although not so awesome, but with the sensitivity to music theory, after listening to it once, it is not difficult to work together to restore the tune, especially for court musicians.

No problem on the musician's side, the rest is the backup dancer.

With the level of shame of the Pure Land of Bliss, it was naturally impossible for Tang Sanfu to personally dance and teach the singers.

Elder Tang ..... He is also a decent person who wants to have a face.

You can't jump on your own, but you still have to teach.

But this point is not difficult for Elder Tang.

I saw the Tang Dynasty holy monk walking towards the gathering place of the singers, and stretched out one hand to his crotch and pulled it.

By the time he got to the singers, he had already pulled out a long, wide behemoth from his crotch.

After taking the Patrick that he had brought with him that he had not put into the space ring, Tang Sanfu skillfully turned on the machine, found the video of the Pure Land of Bliss and handed it to the singers and let them learn.

No, don't say it, there is nothing out of the Tang Palace.

Within a quarter of an hour, the leader of the singer returned the pie to Tang San's funeral, changed into the matching golden silk clothes one by one, and put on a dancing posture.

On the other side, the musicians also discussed how to play together.

Without prior run-in and rehearsal, with the acquiescence of His Majesty Li Er, the Tang Dynasty holy monks who were fooling around made a Tang version of the Pure Land of Bliss in front of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces.

For what this great monk came up with, the ministers had great expectations at first.

And then.....

When the music comes together, when the dance of the Pure Land of Bliss bursts with shame dances away in front of everyone's eyes.

"Poof!"

One squirted.

"Poof!"

The second one squirted too.

"Puff puff!"

The third followed.

"Poof~"

As soon as Tang Sanfu returned to his seat, he ushered in a sudden blow from His Majesty Li Er.

If it weren't for the agility that he had cultivated over many years of running marathons with monsters, the royal brother who had just made a splash would have been slapped by His Majesty Li Er's saliva.

"Ahem.... Ahem! ”

A cough, finally stopping the uncomfortable feeling after being choked, Li Er's eyes looked at Tang San's funeral with strange and elegant eyes, as if he was looking at a professor who suddenly appeared in front of Qin Shi Huang.

"Brother Yu, is this what you call the Pure Land of Bliss?"

Tang Sanfu calmly pulled the corner of Li Er's wide robe, wiped his seat wet with wine and saliva, ignored the twitching corners of His Majesty Li Er's mouth, and nodded.

"Yes, this is the Pure Land of Bliss."

Li Er: "......"

Ministers: "......"

"Ha~haha~ Okay, this Pure Land of Bliss is good! It is worthy of a classic repertoire that reflects the Western Elysium, and sure enough..... Larger than life. ”

What else can he say besides saying yes?

Li Er said that at this moment, he was also helpless.

is helpless, definitely not only Li Er.

Put the Elysium in the west, the pure land of the Buddha Gate Lingshan, the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Great Leiyin Temple, the Buddha sits on the top of the twelve golden lotus platforms, and the treasure is solemn.

It's just that if there are Bodhisattva Arhats below who dare to peek at the Buddha, they will definitely find that the sacred and majestic Buddha at this moment is twitching with a small and imperceptible amplitude, as if he has rolled a sheep's crazy look.

At this moment, the Buddha said that he was also helpless.

A good golden cicada, reincarnated in the ninth life, eating, drinking, and Lazar are all under his nose, and this is finally the tenth life, and he is about to start learning scriptures, and he is about to prosper Buddhism.

The result? That day, he watched the reincarnation of the golden cicada being put into a wooden basin by his mother in this life, flowing down the river and into the unknown.

He knew the destination of the golden cicada, which he had arranged a long time ago.

He watched the golden cicada flow, flow.

Flowing, flowing, with a bang, it was gone.

It was really a bang, a boom on the screen in front of him..... Phew, what kind of screen, after the Xuanguang mirror in front of him went black, he looked at the golden cicada again, and it was gone.

He was in such a hurry, he searched almost the entire Three Realms, but he couldn't find any trace of the golden cicada.

It's just that this matter can only be found in private, otherwise if people know that the omnipotent Buddha has lost a child who is not satisfied with one day, and after losing it, it will be found all over the world.

Then is he, the Buddha, still doing it?

O Buddha, when you were alive..... Phew, he has never died at all, he is a decent person, he wants face!

Therefore, the Buddha has always been secretive about the loss of the golden cicada, and he has never given up looking for it.

This search is a full eighteen years.

Seeing that the day of learning the scriptures is getting closer, the more anxious the Buddha's heart becomes, and he can't show it, he is in a hurry, and hemorrhoids are about to grow on his buttocks.

Fortunately, the road to the infinite Buddha, just on the day when the scriptures were about to begin, the golden cicada that had disappeared for eighteen years finally reappeared.

It's just that.....

Looking at Tang San's burial, who was pulling the corner of His Majesty Li Er's clothes to wipe his seat, the Buddha felt that there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in his heart.

O Nima!

Can anyone tell the deity that my family's good golden cicada is crooked like this?

Also, what a Pure Land of Bliss!

The deity seat is the bearer of the Elysian World, why don't you know that we still have such a song and dance in the Western Pure Land?

Come on, come on, Jin Cicada, come here, let's have a good talk, do you have any misunderstanding about the four words of the Pure Land of Bliss?

"Poof! Hahaha! ”

Thirty-three Heavens, Tushi Palace, is completely different from the scene in the Great Lei Yin Temple, Daozu sits in the doppelganger of the heavenly court, Taishang Laojun ignores the burnt Dan furnace, and laughs again and again in his mouth, laughing so much that the two boys with golden horns and silver horns, and even the green cow in the backyard are furious for a while.

Like the Buddha, eighteen years ago, the golden cicada suddenly disappeared without a trace from the eyes of the Dao Ancestor, and this big man searched the Three Realms without finding any trace of the existence of the golden cicada.

However, at that time, he thought of many possibilities, and even thought of the possibility that the golden cicada was hanging, and there was no need to take the west longitude.

However, he never thought that in just eighteen years, after a blink of an eye, the golden cicada would bring him such a big surprise.

Looking at the dance called the Pure Land of Bliss, Dao Ancestor could imagine that at this moment, the Buddha's expression must be very exciting.

Yes! It's really good to think about..... I really want to see the bald donkey's expression at this moment!

No! No! No way! Can't laugh.

But.....

"Poof~hahaha!"

Nima really can't help it!