Chapter 63: The Great Ceremony of the Gods (2)

With that bald head, it seems that there is also a heavenly fairy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Amitabha, I don't know the name of the fairy. ”

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Wang Chuan's mouth couldn't help twitching, what kind of monk is this?

The fairy's face was slightly red, and she returned the salute and said, "Little fairy white pupils." ”

Wang Chuan came over at this time and saw the front of the monk.

I couldn't help but praise in my heart: "What a handsome monk." ”

I saw that this monk had a handsome appearance, a gentle and tranquil temperament, and a white monk's robe with a hint of elegance, giving people an indescribable sense of closeness.

No wonder the fairy blushed.

"The fairy has the posture of sinking fish and geese, and the face of the moon is shy of flowers, but it sinks in this sea of suffering, which is sad and sad. ”

The monk didn't seem to notice Wang Chuan, but continued to flirt with the white pupil with a sincere face.

Before Bai Tong could speak, the white-robed monk sighed, took advantage of the situation to hold Bai Tong's shoulder, and continued: "This is a place of right and wrong, the poor monk views the fairy out of the mud without staining, and my Buddha is very fateful, why not turn back, get out of the sea of suffering, and take refuge in my Buddha? ”

Bai Tong seemed to be moved by this monk's words, his face was bitter, and he said pitifully: "I am a demon cultivator in the lower realm, and it is not easy to practice, but fortunately, Niangniang did not give up, and let me go to heaven to become a fairy in the heavenly court, how can I go to Buddhism as a demon cultivator." ”

The white-robed monk shook his head and said, "All beings are equal, whether they are demons or ghosts, as long as there is a Buddha in their hearts, they can go to the Pure Land of Bliss." ”

After that, looking at the white pupils, it seemed that he was still a little swaying: "Fairy, you may not know the origin of the poor monk, the poor monk is the second disciple of the Buddha in the West Heaven, the Dharma name is the golden cicada, my Buddha is merciful, if the fairy is willing to go with the poor monk......"

Wang Chuan was no longer interested in listening to what these two people said at this time, but there was a thunderstorm in his heart.

Golden Cicada!

The second disciple!

, isn't this the Tang Seng in the future?

Sure enough, he looks so little white, phew, ****'s little white face!

Wang Chuan touched his face, and seemed to sigh a little bit that he was not handsome than Jin Chan.

Sensing that Wang Chuan seemed to be a little unhappy, Huang Mei straightened his waist and stood up.

"Wu Na dead bald head! If you don't stay in your western heaven to eat fast and chant Buddha, dare to go to heaven to seduce the fairy, what crime should you be guilty of?"

The golden cicada turned his head suddenly, with a panicked face, and hurriedly let go of the white pupils, and then looked solemn: "Little monk Jin Cicada, just discussing Buddhism with this female benefactor, I don't know that the gods have arrived ......"

Jin Chan, who was in a panic, saw Wang Chuan and Huang Mei, frowned, and hurriedly braked halfway through speaking: "Who are you?!"

"That thief is bald, you stand firm!" The yellow eyebrows stood still, and the arrogant appearance of the toad daring to be day by day: "I am the ancestor of the Yellow Eyebrows of Fangcun Mountain." You bald head doesn't know what to do......"

Wang Chuan held his forehead, this rhubarb is embarrassed to say that people don't know what to do, this thing is born to die if you don't cause trouble, you say you're good, people flirting with fairies are your business, what are you doing when you jump out.

"This benefactor is too mean, the poor monk and your well water do not interfere with the river water, why disturb the poor monk?"

Wang Chuan couldn't help but sigh, could it be that the popularity of Buddhism is so good? When he was scolded on his head, he still looked unhurried.

"It's unreasonable for you to be bald, that is, to enter the Buddha Gate, you should uphold the Buddha nature, have a pure heart and few desires, and abstain from women, now what is the reason for you to secretly flirt with the fairy of the heavenly court?"

Wang Chuan didn't wait for Jin Chan to speak, and hurriedly went up to play the round: "This master is polite." ”

After that, he turned his head and glared at Huang Mei: "Rhubarb, shut up." ”

"The donor is courteous. ”

Jin Cicada hurriedly returned the salute.

"This is where the junior brother has never come out to see the world, and he has offended the master, so he apologizes for him here. ”

"The donor's words are serious. Jin Cicada clasped his hands together and smiled slightly: "The Buddha said, the color is not different from the void, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, and the emptiness is the color." All beings in the Three Realms are equal, so why should they offend. ”

"The master is so self-contained. ”

"Don't dare to be, the poor monk is just for the sake of the sentient beings of the Three Realms, and he will get rid of the sea of suffering as soon as possible, and hereby transform the world, but everyone is puzzled. Jin Chan sighed with a sad face, looked at Wang Chuan, and seemed to have found a bosom friend: "Everyone in the world is fascinated by hue, but it can be known that everyone is born with a stinky skin, and after reincarnation, he changes his body, and your junior brother is in love." ”

After Jin Cicada finished speaking, he was still unsatisfied.

And Wang Chuan looked at Jin Chan with a solemn expression, when he watched TV in his previous life, he always felt that Tang Seng was too pedantic, but now when he looks at it, sure enough, he opens his mouth and closes his mouth about Buddhism.

But it's no wonder that this guy is estimated to have grown up in Buddhism since he was a child, and naturally what Buddhism says, is what it is.

Although I feel that the golden cicada in front of me is a little different from Tang Seng in the previous life, this kind of pedantic nature towards the Buddha is almost the same.

It's just that if there is no next situation.

"Jin Cicada, you thief, where are you hiding! Get out of here!"

An irritable shout interrupted Wang Chuan and Jin Chan's words, Jin Chan's face changed, and he didn't care about greeting Wang Chuan anymore, and as soon as he showed his skills, he fled away, leaving only a sentence with an aftermath: "Sister Bai Tong, the poor monk will come to spend your ...... again in the future."

Wang Chuan was dumbfounded, and subconsciously turned his head, only to see a pretty woman in a purple and black dress coming angrily, blinking.

"Golden Cicada, that thief bald!"

Looking at this pretty and hot woman with her hair standing up high, Wang Chuan swallowed his saliva and stretched out his hand to point to the sky: "Ran away." ”

"Hmph, count this thief bald and run fast, otherwise the old lady will have to castrate him!"

The beautiful woman said to Wang Chuan again: "Who are you? What do you have to do with that thief bald? Who is this little girl!"

A series of questions directly choked Wang Chuan, this girl is a chili pepper and has such a short temper.

"My name is Wang Chuan, I don't know Jin Chan, and I don't know this girl. Wang Chuan quickly finished speaking, then pulled his yellow eyebrows, and the two flew away, leaving only the hot pepper and white pupils in place.

"Looks like there's a lot of story in it. ”

Wang Chuan thought maliciously, I don't know how this Tang monk, uh, it was the golden cicada who offended this little pepper, but the golden cicada's cultivation is obviously higher than this girl, why did he run?

Wang Chuan could see at a glance that the golden cicada was now the peak of the Xuan Immortal, and this girl had just stepped into the Xuan Immortal, if it was only about strength, this girl was probably not the enemy of the Golden Cicada.

But looking at the cowardice of the golden cicada, could it be that this girl has some powerful means or magic weapon? Or does it mean that there is a handle in this girl's hands?

However, this basically has nothing to do with Wang Chuan, seeing that the god ceremony is about to begin, Wang Chuan has no intention of wandering around in this heavenly court after this incident.

casually asked an immortal official about the place where the god ceremony was held, and it was actually in Yaochi.

Wang Chuan flew towards Yaochi far away with yellow eyebrows.