Jin Chanzi laughed and replied to himself, "Why? Because the gods and Buddhas are very strong, enough to dominate the Three Realms." Only the strong are equipped with the right to make rules, and they are worthy to play with all beings. Now, although the little monk is not strong, but the lives of the Buddhas are in my hands, whether it is life or death, it is all in my thoughts, and I will decide the rules of this game. ”

Bai Gu looked at the two people at the bridge, and seemed to be talking happily, but he always felt that the atmosphere was very strange.

This time, Guanyin Bodhisattva understood the words of the golden cicada.

He sets the rules for this game.

One person holds the lives of thousands of gods and Buddhas in his hands, indeed, enough capital to say this.

Use the gods and Buddhas as chess pieces and play a game.

How ridiculous, it has always been the gods and Buddhas who take sentient beings as their sons and play a wonderful game to purify sentient beings. Now, he has become a chess piece, taking a stinky move that the gods and Buddhas are afraid of death.

Jin Chanzi said: "With heaven and earth as the table, gods and Buddhas as chess, how can you talk about a game?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva how can there be room for resistance, one step later, the Buddhas of Lingshan will be dangerous, even if they do not die under the poisonous flesh of the golden cicada, they will also die in the hands of foreign enemies, these thousands of years, Buddhism has formed a lot of hatred, and then like five hundred years ago, the king of the earth Bodhisattva waved his troops to attack, and Buddhism will die.

Guanyin Bodhisattva said: "How is this game played?"

Jin Chanzi said: "Go through the ......" Jin Chanzi looked at the eyes of Guanyin Bodhisattva and said: "The road to heaven." ”

"No, I can't. When Guanyin Bodhisattva heard this, he didn't think about it, and directly refused, if the road to heaven is passed, as long as there is great perseverance, mortals can ascend to heaven.

Jin Chanzi said: "Naturally, the difficulty of Buddhism has nothing to do with the little monk, so don't pass it over." ”

"You ......" Guanyin Bodhisattva is angry.

"Stop. Finally, Guanyin Bodhisattva stopped the golden cicada and said, "What good will it do you to take the road to heaven? If you want to become a Buddha, as long as my Buddha comes to say a word, you can be ranked in the past and future at any time, and it will not be difficult for my Buddha to take charge of the Buddha in the future." ”

Jin Chanzi laughed and said: "Walking through the road to heaven, in order to become a Buddha and become an immortal, follow me freely, not the charity of gods and Buddhas." If you Buddha come to give me a name? I am cultivating the path of immortals, not the path of his Shakyamuni. The Tao you give is not what the little monk wants to understand. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva said: "Become a Buddha and become an immortal, and be free with me?" Yes, now, becoming an immortal is an immortal if he has to receive an immortal, otherwise even if he has the magic power of heaven and earth, he is only a scattered immortal, and he cannot enter the immortal genus. Those who have become Buddhas, if they come to canonize without me, they will not be considered Buddhas in the end, but they are different.

Perhaps, the golden cicada is right.

Jin Chanzi said: "Cultivating immortals, cultivating is freedom, not servility." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed, what did he say wrong?, "So...... It's up to you, but this road to heaven is not easy to walk, who will walk?"

Jin Chanzi said: "I want to go and see." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva frowned and said, "The Buddhas of Lingshan are still waiting for you to save you." ”

Jin Chanzi said: "Sentient beings have tasted enough of the days when the heavens should not be called the earth, and let the Buddhas taste it once in a while, what is there to do? One day in the sky, one year underground, no matter how long it is, it is not more than a hundred days, all sentient beings suffer for thousands of years, and the Buddhas suffer from the disaster of a hundred days. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva said: "That's fine." ”

Jin Chanzi said: "Are you thinking, when the Buddhas are saved from disasters and destroy the little monks? The methods of the gods and Buddhas, the little monks have seen it for thousands of years, if there is no certainty of victory, how can they use the Buddhas as chess pieces?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva said: "My Buddha does not like fate in the hands of others, and today's disaster will be returned one day." ”

Jin Chanzi said: "Why threaten the little monk? The little monk can hold the Buddha's life today, and he can destroy the gods and Buddhas in the future, why be afraid?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the white bones of the bridge and did not speak, the truth could not be clearer.

Jin Chanzi sighed and said, "The little monk thought that you were very smart, and you didn't use the white bones as a bargaining chip, and directly looked for the little monk, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that." The dragon's scales, the dragon's anger when touched, and the blood kills thousands of miles. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva also sighed and said, "When the mountains and rivers are exhausted, it may be the best way out to end up together." Besides, you are willing to give up your bones?"

Jin Chanzi said: "The little monk said, the little monk understands, and naturally really understands." And you, as a god and Buddha, you don't know about gods and Buddhas, it's really sad. The gods and Buddhas in the heavens are all greedy and afraid of death, and would rather live as humble as dogs than die like gods. Ending up together? It's a ridiculous thing in the world. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva wanted to say that God would not die, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't know how many times he didn't dare to borrow the words of the golden cicada, and every sentence was said very bluntly, shining on the darkness of the gods and Buddhas.

Guanyin Bodhisattva hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Lingshan cannot die. ”

Jin Chanzi said: "Within fifty years, Lingshan will not die." This game is limited to fifty years. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva got the promise of the golden cicada, and he really didn't want to stay for a long time, and said: "In this case, the poor road will say goodbye first, reincarnate in this life, and ensure your safety, and I hope you will follow the promise, set off as soon as possible, take the road to heaven, and arrive at the Lingshan Buddha country as soon as possible." ”

Jin Chanzi smiled slightly and said, "Naturally." The golden cicada turned around, Guanyin Bodhisattva took up the law decision, and had the intention to forcibly capture the golden cicada Huiling Mountain, looking at the back of the golden cicada, but he didn't dare to make a move.

This monk is terrifying.

Jin Chanzi walked to the head of the Nai He Bridge and said to Bai Gu: "In this life, no matter what happens, don't leave this place, just wait for me to come back at the head of the Nai He Bridge, okay?"

Seeing that Jin Cicada was cautious, Bai Gu nodded his head and said yes.

Jin Chanzi was still not at ease, and said: "Even if my life is dying and I die, don't leave here." ”

Bai Gu looked at the eyes of the golden cicada, nodded solemnly, and said, "Even if your life is in danger and you die for a lifetime, I will not leave the Nai He Bridge." "Every word is very clear, every word weighs a thousand pounds, and it is so hard to say.

Jin Chanzi nodded and said, "Scoop a bowl of soup for me, it's time for me to hit the road." ”

Bai Gu picked up the porcelain bowl, and the hand that scooped the soup trembled a little, will it be gone, will it never see each other again? Will it be this time, is it goodbye?

The golden cicada held the hand of the white bone, soft as boneless, and said, "I will come back, believe me." ”

Bai Gu's heart moved, they met again, they had never been so close as now, their faces flushed slightly, and said, "I believe in you, I will wait for you." ”

Jin Cicada looked at the white bones, as if she wanted to reflect her appearance into her bones and engrave it in her heart.

Meng Po looked at it in her eyes and said: "If you don't go again, you will miss the time, you will die at birth, and this life will be over, what kind of gods and Buddhas are you talking about?"

Jin Chanzi was not surprised that Meng Po stopped talking to Fang Cai, and he had no intention of hiding it from her, so he took the soup bowl in Bai Gu's hand, drank it all, and walked onto the Nai He Bridge.

"What if you win, what if you lose? Blinded sentient beings would rather be deceived than see the dirtiness of this time, why do you bother?" Meng Po straightened up and looked at the golden cicada in the distance.

Bai Gu said: "I haven't woken up, how do I know if I don't want to?"