Jinchan Temple is located in the deep mountains and dense forests, surrounded by towering ancient trees, covering the sky and the sun.

A stone-paved path, about a foot wide, winds and turns beyond the dense forest.

On this path, not far away, you can see someone kowtowing in three steps, prostrate on the ground, kowtow to the long head, and head towards the Golden Chan Temple.

On this day, Qin Di walked unhurriedly to the gate of Jinchan Temple, but found that there were many monks sitting quietly in the square outside the mountain gate.

Most of them closed their eyes and ignored them, as if they were clay sculptures and wood carvings.

But there are also people who are itchy and unbearable, and keep getting up and looking around.

Qin Di asked someone, only to know that these people at the scene were all here to experience the 'Buddha Cicada Dream', and came here to wait. It's been more than 2,000 years since the longest!

How strange it is to wait 2,000 years for a dream!

And the huge Jinzen Temple, with only eight rooms in total, can accommodate eight people a day!

Those monks who come from afar first have to register their names, and then they have to pass some kind of test, and those who have the most Buddha affiliation will soon have a chance to move in, while those who have shallow Buddha affiliation will be at the back, and as for how long they will have to wait, no one knows the result.

Some people waited impatiently, saw that it was far away, and had to leave halfway.

Some people are almost cut off from the immortal path, so they are desperate to come to the door, no matter how long they wait, they have to wait.

Qin Di walked up the steps at the entrance of the temple under the gaze of many pairs of eyes, and before he could open his mouth, he saw a monk who knew the guest came up, saluted, and said: "Donor, please stop, the guest room is already full, please leave your name first, and come back in a thousand years." ”

Qin Di said in his heart: "I'm so busy, how can I have the time to wait here for a thousand years?"

He also imitated the other party's appearance, and said in a salute: "Master, I am here to ask to see Elder Jin Cicada on the order of my master. ”

Hearing this, countless people below pricked up their ears.

"Hey, who is this kid, who dares to ask to see the golden cicada?"

"Jinchan Temple is a big Buddha, and his skill is no less than that of the Immortal King, can he be a little immortal, can he see it?"

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is!"

The monk looked at him fixedly and asked, "May I ask the donor, who is your master?"

Qin Di looked around and found that many people were looking at him with concern, so he didn't speak, but changed to divine consciousness and replied, "My master is Emperor Bai. ”

The monk knew that his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face: "The elder told me yesterday that there was a young man who came from the east, who was a disciple of the old people, and brought a token. Donor, please show the token. ”

Qin Di took out the green jade pendant given by the White Emperor.

The monk took it and examined it carefully, and then said, "The elder will go out to travel, and he will be able to come back in three days, and I will take care of you for a long time." Donor, please come with me. ”

In the astonished attention of countless people, Qin Di followed the monk into the Jinchan Temple, and saw that the temple hall was very simple, not like the mortal temple, decorated with gold and splendor, but also clean and livable, peaceful and peaceful. One of the halls of the Great Hero, the hall ** enshrines the past, present, and future three Buddhas, and there is a monk with big eyes and a protruding forehead next to him, I don't know who it is.

The monk led Qin Di into a spare room and said, "Donor, rest here, I will call you in three days." ”

Qin Di looked at the room, there was only a futon empty, and there was not even a bed!

He thought to himself, "Can I sleep here?" As a Heavenly Immortal who has cultivated for many years, a single meditation can take hundreds of years, how can he fall asleep so easily?"

Despite this, he was very satisfied that he was able to come in and experience the "Buddha Cicada Dream" without having to wait in such a long line outside.

He sat down quietly on the futon, and at first his mind was very clear, but within an hour, his consciousness became trance-like.

Pictures appeared in front of his eyes, vaguely seeing his past and present lives, busy for most of his life, to the end of the dream shattered, life ups and downs, fluke to travel to the original world, in the capital of the Yue Kingdom to find immortals, worship the Red Fire Island Jindan Sect, step by step to improve the realm, tossing and turning to seek opportunities, from Sun Island to Yunmeng Daze, to the foot of the Spirit Mountain Four Holy Sect headquarters, and then to the spirit world, the fairy world......

He saw many of his deceased friends waving to him......

"Qin Di, where have you been, why haven't you looked back at us after so many years?"

Those people spoke with a poignant smile, and they looked so genuine.

About two hours later, Qin Di's consciousness became even more trance-like, and he fell into a deeper dream.

He saw that he practiced all the way, and his realm continued to improve, from the heavenly immortal to the ancestral immortal, and then to the golden immortal, mastering countless exercises, integrating the four arts of cultivation, and combining the seven doppelgangers into one, becoming the world's famous top-level immortal king.

Then suddenly one day, the Jade Emperor led more than 20 Immortal Emperors to come to the door together!

"Qin Di, you killed so many people in my Lingxiao Palace, the sin is unforgivable, and the time for death has come!"

"Qin Di, you have a smooth journey, but it's actually just a joke! I'll let you show your original form now!"

Countless top-level immortal artifacts rained down on him!

There was pain after pain, and Qin Di began to break out in a cold sweat involuntarily!

He really felt that he was under the siege of more than 20 Immortal Emperors, and he had to rush left and right, fighting hard!

He roared loudly and furiously, and tried all kinds of tricks, but in the end, he was scarred and did not escape.

The Four Holy Sects he had worked so hard to manage had completely degenerated into nothingness!

So many disciples he had cultivated with great difficulty died tragically one by one!

His family, whether it was the old man, the third uncle, or his father and mother, fell in front of him one by one.

And he himself, if he wants to die, he can't die, if he wants to blow himself up, he can't do it, he was sealed by more than 20 immortal emperors, suppressed outside the Nantianmen, until one day, the Jade Emperor caught Xingtian, Bei Shui, Zhu Rong, Ju Mang, Gonggong, together with the five old emperors, and their ministers, together with the knife and beheaded......

Qin Di dreamed that someone took a knife and cut his own flesh, cutting one piece after another, only feeling extremely painful, he couldn't hide if he wanted to, and he couldn't die quickly if he wanted to......

In the end, he was beheaded by a thousand knives, his flesh and blood were sprinkled all over the world, there was darkness in front of him, a wisp of soul, fluttering, went straight to the west, came to an ancient temple, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of him, and at the same time heard a deep voice: "The bitter sea is boundless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground......"

As soon as Qin Di opened his eyes, he found that he was still sitting in the guest room, and the futon under him was soaked with sweat!

Before he could come back to his senses and savor the dream carefully, he heard the voice of the guest monk ring outside the door: "Donor, Elder Jin Cicada has returned, please come over and speak." ”