"So halfway through the fight..."

"What should I do if the golden cicada wakes up?"

"You are obviously not seriously injured, why would you ask such a stupid thing?"

"It can't be taken away by Jingwei, right?"

"If I'm not mistaken, when you first appeared..."

"It's a smart route."

Su Yang's tone was full of puzzlement, and he looked at Zhao Gongdao repeatedly and asked.

In this regard, Zhao Gongdao just chuckled lightly and did not explain, but looked into the distance from afar.

"Fuhu wants to kick the golden cicada!"

"Video!"

"Quick!"

Zhao Gongdao suddenly exclaimed.

As his voice fell, Su Yang took out his mobile phone very skillfully and turned on the video recording function.

The whole set of actions went smoothly, and it only took a second to point the camera at Fuhu in the distance, and his hands did not tremble at all.

"Tsk!"

"After the golden cicada wakes up..."

"There should be one more person to help us bear the anger."

Zhao Gongdao smiled and twisted his pouting ass.

Su Yang glanced at Zhao Gongdao with disdain and stayed away from him.

Although both of them look cheap.

But Su Yang thinks to himself...

I am a high and low.

And Zhao Gongdao...

Cheap!

The two are not the same style at all!

……

Just when several Arhats were trying to perform, Tang Sanzang suddenly opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, his eyes were cold and full of anger, and he slowly turned his head and looked at them.

Several people were frightened, and they bowed their heads one after another, waiting for the teachings of the golden cicada.

But...

"Hey, hey!"

The golden cicada suddenly smiled, closed her eyes again, and fell down again.

This scene caught everyone off guard and looked at each other.

What's the situation?

Hey?

What does hey mean?

Why does this laughter sound so silly?

"Hey, hey..."

"I see! The two 'black' characters of Uncle Jin Chanzi represent different meanings! ”

"The first black... It means that the world is now dark, and we need to purify the Buddha's light! ”

"The second black..."

Fu Hu couldn't make it up anymore, and after organizing the language for a long time, he stiffened his neck and said: "The second black is to tell us that there is white in black, and there is black in white!" ”

"The collision of black and black can produce the purest white!"

"That's it!"

"It is worthy of Uncle Jin Chan, the Dharma is really profound!"

Fu Hu praised it very pompously.

"White in black..."

"It's a Taoist saying."

An arhat said with a dark face.

The other arhat also nodded, and the whole person looked obviously much more relaxed, and no longer maintained a restrained attitude: "Uncle Jin Chanzi is obviously crazy, no matter what we do now, he doesn't know." ”

"Hey, hey..."

"Whether he can regain his consciousness is doubtful for the poor monks."

"Maybe you'll be a fool."

As he spoke, he did not continue to kneel on the ground, but slowly got up.

The others looked at each other and didn't speak, but they got up in the same way.

After all, no one wants to be on their knees all the time.

"Even if Uncle Jin Chanzi goes mad, isn't it your uncle?"

"Are you so utilitarian?"

Fu Hu looked at the faces of several people and scolded angrily.

"Hehe..."

"You Fuhu is his descendant, and we are not."

"It's all like this, and you still play the role of a loyal dog, are you used to being a dog?"

One sneered and mocked.

The other person nodded lightly: "Besides, we are not disrespectful to Uncle Jin Chanzi, we are just protecting the Dharma for him!" ”

"Is it only by kneeling to protect the Dharma that we can show our sincerity?"

The third person continued to denounce: "In your heart, is it still the Buddha who worships? ”

The successive reprimands made Fu Hu fall into a daze for a moment.

He looked into the eyes of these people...

There's greed, there's hypocrisy, there's violence...

All kinds of things in the world are in the eyes of these people.

He suddenly laughed at himself, stopped talking, and knelt down in front of Tang Sanzang seriously, gently wiping the dust from his forehead.

The eyes are reverent.

He muttered to himself: "I salute the Buddha, and I salute the heart." ”

"To the Buddha, I am flattering and undignified."

"But that doesn't mean..."

"When the Buddha leaves, I curse."

"Everything today is a gift from the Buddha."

"If you forget that..."

"What is lost is your own heart and the Buddha in your heart."

His voice gradually became firm from the initial emptiness, and at a certain moment, there was a little Buddha light on his body.

Seems...

He has found his way.

Flattering Buddha, but loyal to Buddha.

The others looked at each other with disdain on their faces.

And they all set their eyes on the battlefield in the void.

Zhu Wuneng is losing and retreating, and he is obviously physically exhausted, and the lamp is moving, and the law is rhythmic.

That empty candle lamp is even more like to burn the heavens and the earth.

"It is worthy of being the ancestor of the lamplighter!"

"When the Lamplighter Ancestor wins, we must study hard."

They whispered to each other.

And the Fu Hu on the side was isolated by his fluttering.

As for Tang Sanzang, who was suspected of going mad and completely lost his mind, he was even more ignored by them.

As they watched the Void Battlefield...

Tang Sanzang suddenly opened his eyes again, his gaze was still cold, he sat up straight, and stared at Fu Hu deadly.

Fu Hu also looked at him.

Air solidification.

In the end, Fu Hu grinned cautiously: "Hehe." ”

"Hey, hey!"

Tang Sanzang also responded.

It looks like a game of two fools.

When several other people saw it, they all showed sneer, and they all confirmed that Tang Sanzang had gone mad.

Only Fu Hu, looking at Tang Sanzang, who had closed his eyes again, silently put him back on the ground and sorted out his clothes.

Another minute passed.

Tang Sanzang sat up for the third time, looking at Fu Hu in front of him with cold eyes.

And the experienced Fu Hu directly squeezed out a smile at Tang Sanzang: "Hehe." ”

The imaginary response did not materialize.

In exchange, it was just a hard slap.

"You're taunting me?"

Tang Sanzang opened his mouth coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent and anger that was so strong that it could not be dissolved.

This slap of Fu Hu directly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But he looked surprised: "Are you awake?" ”

"Uncle Jin Cicada, you've finally woken up!"

"Yes, we have been protecting the Dharma for you!"

"That's right, but I'm worried about us."

"Uncle Shi, this hateful Fuhu actually said that you went mad, like a child, and often showed a smirk to mock you!"

"Yes, we can't even persuade us!"

A group of people surrounded almost immediately, and the speed was jaw-dropping.

Even if it was Fuhu, he was stupidly stunned in place.

"I'm going crazy..."

"You're happy?"

Tang Sanzang got up slowly, all in his mind was Su Yang, and Zhao Gongdao's two figures rushed to his mind with anger.

In terms of the blessing of poison, the mind is even more chaotic.

He turned his head coldly, looked at Fu Hu, and said indifferently.