Outside the city of Chang'an, inside the Taoist temple.

The mountain is surrounded on all sides, and there is green water.

The golden tower is hidden between the pine and bamboo, and the scales and tiles can be seen vaguely, the vermilion is up and down, and the color is bright and clean.

The unknown kingfisher stands on the branch, jumping and jumping, looking very agile.

Lu Dongbin carried the magic sword on his back, held the dust, saw the four of them landing, smiled, and said: "You can walk around at will in the Taoist temple, if you feel bored, you can also go out." ”

"It's just that there have been a lot of fish and dragons near Chang'an City recently, so be more careful. ”

The four of them nodded in unison, they were all outstanding disciples of Xuanmen, and they vaguely knew the turmoil in Chang'an City, and they would not be careless. Just like what happened just now, if it weren't for the fact that Jin Yuchan and the three of them had been prepared and could communicate with the sect, they would have been more and less auspicious when they met a fierce demon saint like Li Yuanfeng.

After Lu Dongbin finished giving the order, he left them alone, a little under his feet, his shoes were dusty, and the clouds were fluttering on his sleeves, and he followed the mossy steps, step by step, and came to a pavilion in the center.

In the pavilion, spices were burning in the crane-beak copper kettle on the table, and the smoke was curling.

The shadow of the rockery outside is thrown in from the window, the fish and dragon dance, and the bell chime sounds.

There is an immortal who is sitting on the bamboo couch, he cranks a big fan, the appearance is ancient, the hair is in a bun, the dragon eyes are bearded, the face is great, the demeanor is calm, the top door is clear and clear like water, the scriptures are overlaid, the mystery is broken, and the words say that the immortals.

Seeing Lu Dongbin come in, the immortal on the bamboo couch shook a big fan and said with a smile: "Senior brother, I saw the Nine Desolation Demon Saint who was in the limelight today, what is your impression?"

This strange-looking immortal has a sense of breeze blowing in his voice when he speaks, which makes people feel all their troubles and is very relaxed.

The pine wind and moon shadow are in the body, and the rhyme is natural.

Lu Dongbin came to the hall, sat down by himself, and said with a smile: "The new person replaces the old person, and when I see the young people now, I realize that I am really old." ”

"There are talented people in the country, and there are new people in the era. ”

Han Zhongli shook the big fan, calmly, among the eight immortals, he has the thickest roots, and he has seen the most ups and downs, he also smiled, and said: "But listening to the words of the junior brother, the Nine Desolations are beyond the scope of the newcomers of the era. ”

Lu Dongbin pondered slightly, organized the language, and replied: "There is the demeanor of the son of the era." ”

"Son of the Epoch,"

Han Zhongli laughed and said, "If the people in the Buddhist sect hear this, they won't be happy. ”

"We all know the roots of the Monkey King under the Five Elements Mountain, it is indeed blessed, and heaven and earth are rare, even if multiple eras are compared, they are all outstanding among the sons of the era. ”

Lu Dongbin spoke slowly, like a dragon, chic and free, and said: "But this new demon saint, in my opinion, is really not inferior. Maybe it's not as lucky, but in other ways, it's better. ”

"The big demon who can rise at this time,"

The scriptures behind Han Zhongli fell more and more, and the words collided, outlining the poetic picture of the river sending the moon and the wind and the waves, he was not moved, and said: "Sun Wukong's future is limitless, after all, we all know that the more we go up, the more we will know, luck is very important." Luck is not in me, and the magic power is invincible to the number of days. ”

"Of course,"

Han Zhongli had his own opinions, and said: "No one can be sure of the future, and it is not for nothing that the Son of the Era has fallen, or even become a stepping stone for others. Li Yuanfeng's birth this time, I am afraid that the most annoying thing is Buddhism. ”

Lu Dongbin thought of the agreement between Buddhism and the demon clan, and a smile appeared on his face, I am afraid that Buddhism really did not expect Li Yuanfeng to rise so quickly, and now it is limited to all kinds, whether the Buddha Sect can make a move, and it seems that he is constrained.

"Buddhism takes the initiative in the end. ”

Zhong Hanli knew what his junior brother was thinking, and continued to speak, saying: "The great bodhisattvas of Buddhism can't make a move, but there are really a lot of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, and they want to make a move, and Li Yuanfeng can't do too much." ”

"One more thing,"

Zhong Hanli got up from the couch, shook the palm fan, walked with the dragon and the tiger, the sun and the moon on his body, and said: "If Li Yuanfeng makes too much trouble, maybe it is not a bad thing for Buddhism, there are such characters jumping around, and some people in Buddhism will not sit idly by." ”

Lu Dongbin was stunned, and immediately understood what his senior brother meant.

The general trend is in Buddhism, but why doesn't Buddhism seem to have the kind of crushing that kind of gas swallowing everything?

Of course, there is resistance from the Xuanmen, but more importantly, there is an internal conflict in Buddhism, and now Sakyamuni and others, who are presiding over the overall situation of Journey to the West, cannot suppress all, and the others are cold and unwilling to contribute.

But if there is really too much noise and makes the face of Buddhism unsightly, then to a certain extent, it will make up for the differences within Buddhism and let them unite with the outside world.

It's not impossible.

"The epochs change, the cause and effect are entangled, and no one can calculate everything. ”

Zhong Hanli looked calm, after all, in the era, Buddhism was the mainstay, and their Xuanmen got less, and they cared less, and they advanced and retreated more freely, and said: "When things come to an end, let's see their own fortunes and responses." ”

Lu Dongbin didn't speak, in the era, there is a muddy water, who can stand out, who will fall in the catastrophe, no one can see clearly. Now the only thing that can be judged is that Buddhism has the most advantages in the end, and Li Yuanfeng and others are taking advantage of the fire, and they have become a natural brilliance on the territory of Buddhism, but the danger is very great, and no one is allowed to make any big mistake.

There was a moment of silence in the pavilion.

Only the outside is covered with bamboo and thick shade, new leaves and green bananas, and the shadow hits on the window lattice, mottled up and down.

After a while, Han Zhong left his mouth and said, "Let's stay here for a while, and when we see that golden cicada in Chang'an's puja, we can go back." ”

"Golden Cicada,"

Lu Chunyang thought of the news he had received from all sides, his eyes were deep, and the magic sword behind his back made a clear sound, and he said slowly: "Chang'an Fa, the enemy of the golden cicada is not outside, but inside, it depends on whether he can afford the importance of Shakyamuni and the four great bodhisattvas in Buddhism." ”

"Golden Cicada,"

Zhong Hanli sat down again, this can be regarded as an old man.

Gu Huang stood in front of the Taoist temple, saying goodbye to Jin Caiyan, his sword hanging from his waist, the star halo rising behind him, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and he said: "See you next time, I will definitely be promoted to Heavenly Immortal, and I will seek justice with the Nine Desolation Demon Saints." ”

Jin Caiyan nodded, as if responding to the crane on the wall, and as if responding to the handsome Gu Huang in front of him.

"See you again soon. ”

After Gu Huang finished speaking, he turned around, and when it was difficult to see with the naked eye, the luck on the top door was like a dragon and a tiger, and the purple and green converged, and then went to the next level.

Let's say that Li Yuanfeng, in the flying pavilion on Bai Yan's back, the fusion of the eighth song and the treasure money is very smooth, faintly, the speed of the wings of the treasure money is vibrating faster and faster, and in the end, it turns into a phantom and is hidden in the eyebrows of the eighth song.

Thundered

After fusing the treasure money, the eighth song underwent a metamorphosis, and immediately the vision arose, attracting the surroundings.