The demon monk Jin Chan stopped outside Luojia Mountain, looking at the Bodhisattva Dojo close to Chi Qi, he was a little weak-hearted, wandering back around the mountain pass, and refused to enter.

Just as he was hesitating, he saw Muzha come out of the mountain and said to him, "Master, Bodhisattva, please come in." ”

The demon monk Jin Chan's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Really? Did the Bodhisattva really let me in? ”

"How can this be fake?" Mu Zha didn't have any expression on his face, but he said, "If the Bodhisattva doesn't let you in, why send me out." ”

"Amitabha." The demon monk Jin Chan recited a Buddha name, made a Buddha salute to Luojia Mountain, and said, "Thank you Bodhisattva... Please also ask the pedestrians to lead the way. ”

"Come in with me."

Mu Zha led the demon monk Jin Cicada into Luojia Mountain, walked to the purple bamboo forest, and finally led to the entrance of the Chaoyin Cave, and said: "The Bodhisattva is in the cave, and the mage will go to see him." ”

"Thank you." The demon monk Jin Chan thanked Muzha.

The demon monk Jin Cicada followed the road in the cave, walked to the foot of the Baolian platform, and saw the Bodhisattva sitting on the white lotus, just glanced at it, and the impetuousness in his heart gradually calmed down, but how long... He has returned to his state of clarity.

The demon monk Jin Chan looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva, bowed down sincerely, and said: "Disciple Jin Chan, meet Guanyin Master." ”

"Amitabha."

In fact, before the demon monk Jin Cicada came to the South China Sea, Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't expect him to come to find himself... However, with the heart of the Bodhisattva, it is natural that those who come will not refuse.

When someone in distress comes to ask for help, she will definitely help where she can.

"You are the remnant of the golden cicada, and you call yourself the golden cicada..."The Bodhisattva looked at the demon monk Jin Cicada in front of him and asked: "The poor monk has a lot of things to ask you, do you want to be yourself, or do you want to be a golden cicada?" ”

In a word, let the demon monk Jin Chan stand in place and say nothing.

After a long time, Jin Chanzi slowly spoke to the Bodhisattva and said, "There is always a voice in the disciple's heart that keeps reminding the disciple to let the disciple be Tang Sanzang. ”

When Guanyin Bodhisattva heard this, the corners of his mouth, which were still smiling, gradually let go, his expression was quite serious, and his tone of voice became more serious, and he said, "Can you tell the poor monk what kind of voice it is?" ”

"It's hard to describe." The demon monk Jin Chan just shook his head and said, "It seems to be everywhere, but the disciples have always had difficulty feeling its substantial existence. ”

"Amitabha." The Bodhisattva recited the Buddha's name and said to the demon monk Jin Chan: "If you can trust the poor monk, then let go of your heart... Let the poor monk spirit come into your body, and probe it carefully... How is it? ”

The demon monk Jin Chan did not hesitate, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, put on a posture of five hearts to the sky, and said to the Bodhisattva, "Please." ”

That is, in the face of Guanyin Bodhisattva, but whenever there is another person in front of him, he will never dare to let go of his mind so defenselessly and let it be explored.

Even the Buddha, not either.

The Bodhisattva's reputation is all based on years of accumulation, and she can be famous for her great compassion and compassion, and as long as there is a name and surname in the Three Realms, it is all praise.

In the spiritual mountain, even the Buddha never regarded her as a subordinate, and every word was an equal opinion; went to heaven, and even the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother treated her with courtesy; Even in front of Taishang Laojun, there is her seat... This shows the character of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

There are not a few people in the Three Realms who talk about the power of compassion, but they can really achieve the realm of Guanyin Bodhisattva... But it's hard to find.

Otherwise, how can "Bodhisattva" be synonymous with "Guanyin Bodhisattva".

There are many bodhisattvas in Lingshan, but they always have to add their Dharma names in front of them to know which bodhisattva it is... Only Guanyin Bodhisattva, who only said the word "Bodhisattva", knew that it was her.

The demon monk Jin Cicada let go of his mind, and the Bodhisattva's spiritual sense escaped into it.

Although I can see the Buddha for a while, it is mostly in a state of chaos and chaos... His altar is not clear, in the depths of the altar... The Bodhisattva saw a dead branch.

Rumble!

With just one glance, her spiritual sense was shaken back.

And at this moment, the Bodhisattva condensed a touch of Buddha light at his fingertips and shot towards the dead branch.

"Poof—"

Guanyin Bodhisattva and the demon monk Jin Cicada, the two bodies shook together.

Guanyin Bodhisattva was languishing, and the demon monk Jin Cicada... It was bleeding from the nose, turning it over, and simply passing out.

The Bodhisattva raised the willow branch with his hand, brought out a drop of Sanguang Divine Water, wrapped the demon monk golden cicada in it, and pinched out the Taoist method with his fingertips, and saw the golden light scattered on the body of the demon monk golden cicada.

"Since the Buddha has already sat down, why should he be greedy for the things of the world."

The Bodhisattva said the same words as the Buddha that day to the demon monk Jin Cicada in the golden light.

It's just that the withered branch doesn't pay attention to the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva thought for a while, took out a golden hoop from his sleeve, and then began to recite the Buddhist scriptures to the golden hoop, and then pinched the Dharma formula, and entered several seals in a row.

"Go!"

The golden hoop creature, a virtual shape followed the direction of the Bodhisattva's fingers, escaped into the body of the demon monk Jin Cicada, went straight into the depths of the spiritual platform, and followed the Buddha light left by the Bodhisattva before, locked on the dead branch.

And the golden hoop body was slowly put on the head of the demon monk Jin Cicada.

......

After the demon god Jin Cicada woke up, he subconsciously reached out and touched his head... But he touched a golden hoop, and he looked at the Bodhisattva with some puzzlement.

The Bodhisattva said to him, "It was the Buddha of Lingshan, the Buddha Upharata, who buried a dead branch in the depths of your spiritual platform, and this dead branch was taken from the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, his Dharma Instrument... The sound you hear comes from this dead branch. ”

The demon monk Jin Chan listened and said, "In this way, what I think in my heart... Are all things that Ubrata Buddha wants his disciples to do? ”

"So to speak." The Bodhisattva nodded and said, "You must know that if you can successfully transform into a form, you are also under the shadow of his Buddha, so you naturally have to bear this part of the cause and effect." ”

The demon monk Jin Chan was very helpless when he heard this, and said, "But the disciple doesn't want to kill Tang Sanzang... Moreover, the disciple was by no means Tang Sanzang's opponent. I don't know if the Bodhisattva has a solution? ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva shook his head, "My mana is limited, and I can't take that dead branch out of your spiritual platform... It can only be temporarily sealed with this golden hoop. ”

The demon monk Jin Chan touched the golden hoop on his head again, and said, "There are many disciples..."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me just yet." The Bodhisattva interrupted him and instructed him: "This golden hoop can only seal it for a while, provided that you need to keep your spiritual platform clear at all times, and you can't be shaken by it... And whenever your heart is bewitched by him and you have a strange thought, this golden hoop will also automatically attack. ”

Hearing this, the demon monk Jin Chan's heart moved, and he tried to change his mind...

"Ah——!h

A sad cry blurted out, only to see that the hoop was trapped in the flesh, he hurriedly guarded his heart and did not dare to think nonsense.

"Whew-whew-"

Finally calmed down, the demon monk Jin Cicada sat paralyzed on the ground and gasped... The heart said that what kind of magic weapon is this golden hoop, it is so powerful?

No wonder the Bodhisattva didn't let himself thank her.

"Bodhisattva, the disciple dares to ask, can the Bodhisattva know the disciple's symptoms, where can he really resolve them?" The Bodhisattva's rule of law does not cure the root cause, and he wants to get out of this cage completely.