The golden cicada smiled, warm as a spring breeze, and said: "As far as the little monk knows, in this world, there are only two people who know how to eat babies, one is underground and the other is on the ground. How much heat, how much ripening, how to cook, all know, grasp accurately. Seeing Bai Gu's look of disgust, he said: "Unfortunately, the little monk happens to be not among the two. What's more, the little monk also disdains to use babies as food, and wants to get the way of immortality, and the little monk has his own supreme magic method. ”

(The gods and Buddhas share the matter of eating babies, these two people just how to eat nutritious, the names of the two are not revealed here, for the later plot, but from the prompts, it can probably be measured that it is those two people~)

Bai Gu didn't know how much to believe in the golden cicada, and said: "I don't say this, just talk about your seizure, how can you argue?"

Jin Cicada said casually: "The little monk wants to go west." "Said something that is not related to the wind and horses.

Hearing this, Bai Gu frowned, and fell silent, Jin Chanzi's words undoubtedly admitted the matter of seizing the house, remembering the underworld, Meng Po once said to herself, when she met a monk who wanted to go west, no matter how damned, she couldn't kill it.

Bai Gu once asked Meng Po how she couldn't kill her, but Meng Po didn't say it, she asked in a hurry, and only said that the karma was too heavy and she couldn't bear it.

Bai Gu looked at the white-faced monk in front of him, all beings are equal, the gods and Buddhas can be killed, why can't he be killed? I will bear the karma of the sky alone, and I will not get rid of the evil, what is the difference between the gods and Buddhas today?

Demons and demons are evil gods and Buddhas, and gods and Buddhas are evil and I will take care of them! Since they are evil, they should be punished.

The murderous aura, like a cold snake, swam up the body of the golden cicada.

Jin Chanzi lowered his eyes and said, "You can't kill the little monk." ”

The white bones are silent, the long sword cuts through the falling rain, and it will kill with one blow.

The surging breath of death forced the golden cicada's cheeks to hurt, waved the monk's sleeves, and fought with the white bones, in the night rain, a fierce battle, back and forth for a hundred and ten rounds, and the white bones failed to kill the golden cicada.

At this time, the scholar happened to go to the land temple to talk to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

After another forty or fifty rounds, the white umbrella that fell to the ground turned into a cloud of white smoke, and the white smoke condensed into shape, and a giant python with white bones appeared out of thin air, and the huge snake head leaned back, spitting out a cloud of white flames.

This courtyard was so noisy that the monks of the whole temple were unaware, obviously, Bai Gu set a very powerful prohibition.

The Flame of Destruction can destroy everything in the world!

The golden cicada smiled tiredly, but after all, it still woke up the sleeping flames.

Meng Po, you have to give the little monk an explanation.

The power of the white bone's destructive flame made the golden cicada feel a sense of powerlessness from his heart.

Unable to resist, but unwilling to sit still, the golden cicada yang god condensed to the strongest, and a layer of green light appeared around his body, oh no, it was a green flame, and the flames were burning.

The flame of life! can regenerate everything in the world! It's just that it's much weaker than the flame of destruction with white bones, and the flame is just the ferocity of that moment, and then it flickers again and again, as if it is about to be extinguished, as if it is imprisoned by something.

Bai Gu was slightly surprised when he saw the flames on the golden cicada's body, and said, "The flame of life?"

Jin Chanzi said: "Ancient legend, when the flame of destruction appears, the flame of life will inevitably follow, do you still want to kill the little monk?"

Bai Gu muttered to himself, "Twins?"

Jin Chanzi shook his head and said, "It's not a twin, but an existence consistent with heaven and earth, the moon, day and night, cold and heat, men and women, and the unity of upper and lower opposites." ”

Bai Gu pondered for a moment and said, "No matter what, you should always be killed for evil, whether it is a twin or an antagonist, it is all cause and effect in the future." "The white bones flew above the bone snake and attacked the golden cicada, and there was no grass left where the burning flames of destruction passed.

Jin Cicada looked at the flame of life on his body, sighed, and finally put away the flame.

White bones, I will not die at your hands. I turned around and wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The golden cicada smiled miserably, operated supernatural powers, and prepared for military solutions!

Destroy the sun god, although he will not regret death.

When Bai Gu saw the golden cicada's actions, he was puzzled, didn't he want to blow up the yang god and drag me into the water? Bai Gu showed his magic again, trying to kill the golden cicada before he did.

The rain is falling and falling.

The heart is adrift from east to west.

The golden cicada closed her eyes and waited for the moment of demise.

Farewell, White Bones.

I can't escape, it's my fault.

The corners of the eyes slipped down, I don't know if it was rain or tears, falling on the corners of the mouth, a little bitter.

Suddenly, a coquettish sound sounded, and time stopped abruptly.

......

But he said that the next time, Tang Taizong set up the Wu Dynasty, and Xuanzang entered the court with Wei Zheng's decree.

The mage was gathering the crowd to ascend the altar, satirizing the scriptures and reciting verses, and when he heard that there was a purpose, he went down to the altar to get dressed and go to see Wei Zheng together.

It was not Xuanzang who entered the court, but the golden cicada who took away, he wore the skin of "Xuanzang" and followed behind Wei Zheng.

Tang Taizong said: "To verify good deeds, there is a labor master, and there is no reward." In the morning, Xiao Yu greeted the two monks and was willing to give a brocade robe and a nine-ring tin staff. Today, the mage is specially summoned to receive it. ”

The golden cicada thanked him, but he did not see the kowtow.

Tang Taizong didn't think it was angry and said: "If the mage doesn't give up, you can put it on and take a look at me." ”

The golden cicada then shook off the robe, draped it on his body, held a tin staff, and stood in front of the steps. The monarchs and ministers were all pleased. Honest as the Buddha, you look at him: dignified and majestic, Buddha clothes can be tailored. The glow is full of brilliance, and the colors are condensed into the universe. Lang Lang Pearl is in the upper and lower rows, and layers of gold threads are worn before and after. Along the edge, all kinds of rare shops are embroidered. Eight treasures of makeup flower binding buttons, gold ring collar climbing velvet buckle. The Buddha is high and low, and the stars are divided into left and right.

The golden cicada has a great fate, and now this thing can bear it. It is like a blissful Arhat, and he has competed in the Western Zhenjue Show. The tin rod is nine rings, and the Pilu hat is rich. Sincerity is true for the Buddha, and it is better than Bodhi without deception.

At that time, the civil and military steps were cheered, and Tang Taizong was overjoyed, that is, the mage wore a robe, held a scepter, and gave two teams of ceremonial servants, and sent many officials out of the court, teaching him to go to the street and go to the temple, just like the champion of the official.

The golden cicada Shane, on that street, roared violently and swayed. Look at the Chang'an City, the merchants sit Jia, the princes and grandsons, the Moke literati, the men and the women, all of them compete for praise and praise, and they all say: "What a mage! What a living Arhat descends, and a living Bodhisattva descends." ”

Jin Cicada walked, saw in the crowd, Bai Gu and a woman together, Bai Gu still had a little anger on his face, saw that Jin Cicada was dignified and majestic, was very dissatisfied, saw Jin Cicada looking at him, simply turned his head, no longer looked at it, and the woman next to him smiled at Jin Cicada.

The golden cicada did not die in the hands of the white bones, and all came to the woman to help.

This woman is none other than Xiang Kite, the human woman who went to the Soul Sea Eye.

The golden cicada bowed its head, which was regarded as a thank you, and as the crowd went away, until the temple, the monks stayed to greet them. As soon as I saw him wearing this robe and holding this tin staff, the king of Jizo came, and everyone returned to his own side and served on the left and right.

The golden cicada went to the hall, burned incense to the Buddha, and said to the public that the holy grace had been completed, and each returned to the Zen seat.

I didn't feel that the red wheel fell westward, the smoke fell and the grass and trees fell, and the bells and drums of Yanjing began to sound. Dingding three rings cut off the pedestrians, and there was silence in front of the front and back. The lights are brilliant on the brake, and the lonely village is silent.

The golden cicada entered the theorem remnants, just refining the demon and raising the surname, waiting for the people who visited at night.

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