"Uh-huh......"

Thinking of this, Du Fei clenched his fists and cleared his throat.

"Elder Tang."

"There is a word below, I don't know whether to say it or not."

Tang Sanzang came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and said to Du Fei: "The demon king is willing to solve the confusion for the poor monk, and the poor monk should listen to himself." ”

Du Fei's face was full of seriousness, "Elder Tang, first of all, you have to understand a truth, things are not static, and everything has the limitations of the times. ”

"And as a human being......"

Tang Sanzang was stunned and stared at Du Fei with a surprised expression.

"Ugh."

"I know I'm not human, I'm just making an analogy." The corners of Du Fei's mouth twitched, and he had to explain.

"Oh......"

Tang Sanzang's face showed a sudden expression.

Du Fei took a light breath and continued: "As a human being, we need to continue to learn and progress with the changes of the times, and most importantly, learn to see the essence through the phenomenon. ”

"Seeing the Essence of ...... through Phenomena"

"But there is something in common with the Buddhist language." Tang Sanzang savored it carefully and muttered.

"Not bad!"

Du Fei nodded, and continued to flicker: "Elder Tang, what is your purpose in seeking the true scriptures, in addition to fulfilling the entrustment of Tang King Li Shimin, you also want to use them to educate the common people, avoid evil and turn to good. ”

"Seeking the truth is a means, not an end."

"Now, the scriptures are no longer the only means, but have been replaced by another, more efficient way."

"All you have to do is change the means."

"Rather than feeling lost because of the decline of the former method."

Tang Sanzang realized, "The poor monk ignored his ideal essence and fell into the strange circle of seeking scriptures......"

"yes, that's it!"

Du Fei immediately loudly agreed with Tang Sanzang's words.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and patted Tang Sanzang's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Xiao Tang, we have an old saying in Huaxia. ”

"It's called 'The tree dies, the man lives.'"

"Since you study medicine...... Ahh ”

"Then change the way!"

"Another?"

Tang Sanzang raised his head, his eyes full of confusion and curiosity.

"Yes!"

Du Fei looked directly at Tang Sanzang with firm eyes, "Now the Internet has become the largest and most extensive platform in the Three Realms, and you have a huge fan base, and your influence is no less than that of the Three Realms Immortal Buddha. ”

"You should continue to expand your reach."

"Let more people see it."

"Then you will spread to them the ideas of your Dharma that teach people to be good, in deeds and words."

"Expanding ...... Impact"

Tang Sanzang chewed carefully for a while, and then ascended to the initiation.

"Good!"

"The poor monk is enlightened!"

His eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "All roads lead to spiritual mountains!" Whether it is learning scriptures or making videos, they are just means to realize my Buddhism and change evil to good. ”

"What matters is the consistent ideal of the poor monk!"

"Well said!"

Du Fei nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Now, you have a great opportunity in front of you. ”

"The Demon King is saying...... Three Realms Spring Festival Gala? ”

Tang Sanzang thought for a moment and asked uncertainly.

Du Fei held Tang Sanzang's shoulders with both hands and exclaimed, "Congratulations, Elder Tang, you have learned to answer!" ”

said, without waiting for Tang Sanzang's reaction.

Du Fei took out a copy of the script and stuffed it into his arms.

"Elder Tang."

"I've already written the script for you."

"You and your apprentices get acquainted with it first, come to the company tomorrow, and then I will arrange for someone to play against you."

Speaking of this, he shook Tang Sanzang's hand with a solemn expression.

"Elder Tang, come on!"

"I still have something to do, so I'll go first!"

Reaching out again and patting Tang Sanzang's shoulder, Du Fei smiled, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Demon King ...... Again"

Tang Sanzang opened his mouth, but finally couldn't finish saying goodbye.

He lowered his head and looked at the script in his arms, and suddenly felt as if something was not quite right.

However, Tang Sanzang didn't think deeply.

He took the script out and looked at the title of the show on the cover.

"Eating noodles?"

……

After getting Tang Sanzang, Du Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although with the current influence of Black Wind Mountain, no one will watch this Three Realms Spring Festival Gala, but if there is no such a classic combination of Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice as a performance, it is undoubtedly a big pity.

"Isn't it time to send invitations to the elders, don't look for them, this first Spring Festival Gala is always missing some cards."

Walking on the way back to the villa on the top of the mountain, Du Fei pondered.

Anyway.

The Jade Emperor, Rulai, Guanyin and other immortal Buddha powers, the fame is still there, and the appeal is self-evident.

I want to make the momentum of the Spring Festival Gala bigger.

Naturally, they are indispensable.

"Buddhism, please come to the Buddha, Guanyin and Maitreya Buddha."

"Heavenly Court's words, Jade Emperor, Queen Mother, hmm...... That's right, call Wenqu Xing, Wu Qu Xing and a few gods of wealth. ”

"Forget about the underworld, it's a little unlucky."

"The big demon can't be less!"

"After all, building the Three Realms of Shemale Harmony is not just talking."

"Tsk, if you say that, the Terrans have to be invited too." Du Feimo rubbed his chin and muttered: "In this period, Li Shimin can be counted as one of the famous people in the human race, as for the other ......."

He thought about it carefully, and he really didn't have any impressions.

"That's right!"

Du Fei suddenly clapped his hands, "Just invite the kings on the way to learn the scriptures, the daughter king is very good!" ”

He smiled and said to himself:

"Let's see if we can make a bad fate for Tang Sanzang!"

"Principal Du!"

"We've finally found you!"

Just when Du Fei fantasized about Tang Sanzang, who is now five big and three thick, and his petite and lovely daughter King, he had a love encounter story with a sudden change in painting style, a cry of surprise woke him up.

Du Fei raised his head and looked at it fixedly.

It turned out to be none other than others.

It is Lu Dongbin and He Xiangu who are the first eight immortals.

"Looking for me?"

Du Fei smiled and raised his eyebrows, "If you don't go to arrange the Spring Festival Gala program for this principal, what are you looking for me?" ”

The Spring Festival Gala is no better than variety shows such as "The Voice of the Three Realms".

Scheduling capabilities are anything but ordinary.

Although there are many monsters and little gods and fairies with work experience in TV stations in Black Wind Mountain, it is still difficult for them to perform such a big project on their shoulders.

So Du Fei called all the Eight Immortals who worked on Tianting TV to help with the Spring Festival Gala.

The Jade Emperor, who was already half an uncle, naturally would not refuse.

After all, he is now the number one supporter of Du Fei and Yang Chan's marriage.

"Headmaster."

"What I'm waiting for is the Spring Festival Gala."

Lu Dongbin, the leader, said helplessly: "Personnel scheduling and equipment arrangements are all in place, but the music of this Spring Festival Gala is ......"

"What's wrong?"

Du Fei frowned and asked.

He Xiangu on the side took over the words, with a slightly depressed expression on her face, "We have found many immortal families who are good at music, but none of the music they have arranged is suitable for your requirements. ”

"Musicians in the mortal world, we have also come into contact with a lot."

Lan Caihe followed up and said: "What they play is lively, but it is somewhat cheesy, which is really inferior. ”

"Therefore."

"We're here to ask you to figure it out!"

"Hey, blame me!"

After listening to the words of the Eight Immortals, Du Fei slapped his head.

How could he have forgotten about it?

patronizing the show, but the most classic soundtrack was left behind, without those soundtracks, can it still be called the Spring Festival Gala?