The golden cicada cautiously took the peach wood box, slowly opened it, and just revealed a gap, a breath of immortality came majestically, frightening everyone.

The great immortal who was close in front of him was the first to feel this immortal aura, his mouth opened, salivating, and he looked at the box in the hand of the golden cicada incredibly.

Jiao Zhongqing also looked at the golden cicada incredulously, and the surprise in his eyes was no less than that of Daxian.

He had lived in the Netherworld for a long time, and his feelings for the Qi of Immortality were even stronger.

Hou Yi, Jizo King Bodhisattva, and Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the great immortal without a trace, and a question surged in their hearts at the same time, where did this immortal come from?

Meng Po also stopped scooping the soup, looked at the peach box in the hand of the golden cicada, and touched her face meaningfully, and the thousands of ravines were rough.

The breath of immortality, just in an instant, the golden cicada quickly covered the peach wood box and said: "This Dan, the little monk wants it, dare to ask the great immortal, what is the asking price?"

The eyes of the great immortal rolled, the immortal thing can be easy for others, the same age of the world of service, in the long years, I am afraid of not coming to the treasure, and then look at the golden cicada in a moon-white monk's robe, there is nothing peculiar, even if you can take a string of clams hand beads, I think it is also a treasure at the bottom of the box, why bother to give up the way of immortality for this little profit? said: "As the monk saw, this great immortal has not deceived the monk, this is an immortal thing, there is no doubt that the value is incomparable, and the asking price is naturally expensive......"

Jin Chanzi nodded in understanding.

Isn't this stupid monk still has a heavy treasure? Daxian groaned slightly, calculated in his heart, licked his dry lips with his tongue, and said with a lewd smile: "This Daxian is by no means an unscrupulous immortal who sits on the ground and starts to raise prices, this Daxian travels back and forth to the Three Realms, sells elixirs, advocates reputation, and has always been undeceiving, so let's add this string of Buddha treasures, you give me three more treasures that can be looked at, and this Daxian will endure the pain and give this thing to you, what do you think?"

What a baby who can be seen, Hou Yi sneered in his heart, Daxian clearly didn't want to change hands, even if the golden cicada took out the innate treasure, he couldn't look down on it, what could the golden cicada do?

Jin Chanzi's face was embarrassed, and he said: "The little monk was just a wandering monk before his death, and the handbeads were still obtained by adventure, in addition, there was only one spiritual treasure available, extremely shabby, the number of these three pieces, it was really difficult to get together, and it was really difficult for the little monk." ”

Daxian smiled, what he wanted was to be embarrassed.

Seeing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva said: "The poor Dao still brings a few treasures, and those who can still take it are also disciples of Buddhism, so I can borrow you for the time being, and I will say that there is a fate, and then I will return it." Guanyin's words show compassion.

In the Bodhisattva's words, the identity of the golden cicada was not specified, because the golden cicada nodded and saluted, and it was not commensurate.

Before the golden cicada could agree, Daxian hurriedly said: "Since the monk has no treasure exchange, this great immortal will say goodbye, travel to the Three Realms and walk on the sea, buy and sell life and death to the sky, this immortal will say goodbye, don't send, don't send." Daxian snatched back the peach box in the hand of the golden cicada, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and a gray dark cloud rose under his feet, and with a whoosh, he went to the black mist.

If it had been before, the Great Immortal would have sold it to everyone present, but now it can't be delayed.

Jin Cicada was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, saying that it was a pity.

Hou Yi frowned at this time, he didn't know what the golden cicada meant by letting the Great Immortal go, and there was nothing else to do except delay the hour.

Seeing that the great immortal was far away, the Bodhisattva of the Earth King shouted the Buddha's name, recited a sentence of compassion, and said: "Houyi, you and this Buddha's affairs, you want to come to this day and say that you have no intention of cooking, this Buddha still has important things to do, take the first step." ”

Hou Yi snorted coldly, stepped on the clouds, blocked in front of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, pulled the bow, and the black ear followed.

The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth did not want to stay for a long time, and said: "Under the case of the prostrate case, there is no illness and no disaster, and this Buddha has not treated her badly. If you have to delay it again, you will miss the auspicious time of reincarnation, and you are afraid that it will be difficult to meet again. ”

Hou Yi said: "Today, I have been looking for you so far, if things are like nothing, there is no reason to let you leave." ”

Hei Er's ears moved suddenly, gritted his teeth, and said to Hou Yi: "There is no disaster in Wushu, and there is no hurry at this moment, the master can be temporarily released, and the mother in front of him ...... The matter of the jade girl is the most important. Saying the word mother, seeing that Hou Yi's vision was not good, he quickly changed his name.

When the jade girl heard this, her face flushed slightly.

Hou Yi pondered for a moment, put away his bow, and said, "If this is the case, I will definitely go to the Dizang King City and compete." ”

Jizo King Bodhisattva laughed and said, "Wait." Before the words fell, the Buddha's light behind the Jizo King Bodhisattva flashed, and the entire underworld suddenly became as bright as day, and the Jizo King Bodhisattva disappeared in place.

Meng Po straightened up her rickety body, waved her hand, and a black mist enveloped Jiao Zhongqing, then looked at the black mist and muttered: "The gods and Buddhas are ruthless, how can we talk about compassion......"

As soon as Meng Po's words fell, within her field of vision, the souls waiting for reincarnation, under the illumination of the Buddha's light, all turned into a wisp of light smoke and disappeared into the misty black mist.

There was no wailing, no joy or sorrow, but in an instant, it was completely annihilated in the six realms.

The reincarnation of life after life, the obsessive life, dissipates, and it is difficult to find traces of meaning.

However, at the head of the bridge, there are only a few people left, the golden cicada and jade girl protected by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the black ear protected by Houyi.

The king of the earth Bodhisattva was in front of Hou Yi, and he was frustrated again and again, and the emperor Rulai Buddha appeared at the bridge, and was naturally looked at by the reincarnated soul.

Even though he has drunk Meng Po soup and has forgotten all about the past and the present, what the King of Jizo Bodhisattva trusts is always the soul that is scattered and destroyed.

Erasure is the only way to protect secrets.

Buddhas, just because they know how to hide their dirt.

"Granny Xie rescued. "If there is no Meng Po to save her, Jiao Zhongqing will not be able to escape the pain of being wiped out.

Jiao Zhongqing was not the opponent of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, so he fled for a thousand years.

"You and the ghost mother of Lethe, the relationship is unresolved, your life should not be broken, the old body made a move, but it just conformed to the will of heaven. Meng Po put the soup spoon back into the cauldron, looked at the empty Nai He Bridge, and said, "If it is, the Nai He Bridge is said to be like this, and the old body will also be idle." ”

Jiao Zhongqing looked at the Nai He Bridge, and the King of the Earth Bodhisattva waved his hand, grinding out thousands of souls, just so that the Buddha's face would not be damaged, and the Buddha's light could not save all sentient beings, so what was the use of this god and Buddha? ”

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