Western Spirit Mountain.

Guan Zizi sat alone on a lotus platform, looking at the east with a cloudy expression, as if he had been disturbed by the heavenly machine that had just appeared, disturbing the mood of the eternal wavelessness.

"Senior Brother Fa Ming!. ”

A voice suddenly came from behind, and a golden phantom appeared behind Guanyin.

"Is it the golden cicada?" Guanyin heard this, but turned his head to look at the comer, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

Jin Chanzi is the most important disciple of the Buddha, and his talent is especially higher than that of the future Buddha Maitreya, even Guanyin himself can't help but marvel. Later, Duobao entered the West, renamed Theravada Buddhism, and then let the golden cicada turn to worship under the Shakyamuni.

And because after the Cihang Taoist incarnated Guanyin and devoted himself to Western Buddhism, he worshiped under the door of Amitabha Buddha and achieved the correct Dharma, so Jin Chanzi called him his senior brother. Although he is a senior brother, he has become a Buddha, so he must practice the principle of a half-teacher.

Others may not know, but Guanyin, as one of Amitabha Buddha's left and right assistants, knows that the golden cicada is superb in Buddhism, and his Buddhism is thorough, but his mana is slightly inferior.

For a long time, the golden cicada can be said to be an outlier in the Buddhism, never asking about the world, in the twenty-four heavens built by the Buddha of the lamp, diving to cultivate the Dafa, and there are even rumors that the golden cicada has been in a certain incarnation, taking over the three thousand Buddha countries. It can be seen that Amitabha Buddha attaches great importance to it and does not weaken it, and Duobao and Guanyin have the slightest.

Moreover, the Buddhist and Taoist sages had already agreed that Jin Chanzi should be one of the protagonists of the next calamity, and it stands to reason that he should go down to Lingshan at this moment, but he still stayed again for some reason.

"Senior Brother Fa Ming. ”

Jin Chanzi saw that Guanyin came back to his senses, but he smiled slightly, as if he saw through the doubts in Guanyin's eyes, and stepped forward to salute Guanyin and said, "The disciple has seen the Fa Ming Rulai." ”

"Why should my brother be like this? Seeing this, Guanyin hurriedly let it go, not daring to accept its great gift, got off the lotus platform, stretched out his hand to help it up, saluted again, and asked: "The senior brother of the golden cicada is here, isn't it a Buddha's advice?"

"Exactly. When Jin Chanzi heard this, he was suddenly shocked, and then said with a smile: "I almost delayed the big event, but the disciple came here, but I was in the spirit of my Buddhism, and I asked Senior Brother Zhengfa Ming to go to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool." ”

"So, all the Buddhas of the heavens have arrived?"

When Guanyin heard this, he was shocked, and he secretly lost his sense of proportion, but he almost missed a big thing.

Seeing Guanyin's expression, Jin Chanzi smiled, waved his hand and said: "When I came, my Buddha had already sent 3,000 Jiedi and 500 Arhats to summon the heavenly bodhisattvas and Buddhas, but I thought it was too fast. ”

"In this case, we should go quickly, and don't let the saints wait for a long time. When Guanyin heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then nodded towards the golden cicada, and then turned into a golden light and came out of here.

Seeing this, Jin Chanzi shook his head, glanced at the lotus platform where Shicai Guanyin was sitting, and then turned to leave.

"Poof!"

After a while, when the two of them left, there was a golden ripple on the lotus, and a vague figure was manifested from above, and after a deep glance in the direction where the two left, it turned into a streamer and rose to the sky, descending the spiritual mountain......

But it was said that the red boy and Feng Xi returned to Xiniu Hezhou together, laughing and chasing along the way, but it was not pleasant.

"You zhanzhu!"

The red boy rode the rainbow light, as fast as thunder, and rushed towards the fist-sized phoenix in front of him.

"Not really!"

And every time he was about to be caught, Feng Xi only needed to avoid it slightly, and he could let the red child's hands go around, and even more snort, but the red child couldn't do anything about it.

Well, finally, the red boy gave up, knowing that this little bird was the reincarnation of Feng Zu and an old monster who had lived for countless years. Ahem, since the opening of Pangu, it is indeed quite old. Not to mention the profundity of the line, the rich experience alone is beyond the reach of the red child.

Seeing that the red boy was no longer playing with him, Feng Xi also stopped, flickered her wings slightly, stopped on the red child's shoulder, and pecked the red child's face with her jewel-like little red mouth.

"You surprised me. After a long time, Feng Xi looked at the red boy and spoke.

"Oh?" the red boy heard this, but he came back to his senses and showed a puzzled look.

"You should know that the way of heaven is only me, and you should not be confused by external things. ”

Feng Xi looked at the red child, but there was a thoughtful look in her small eyes, and she said: "Just like Xuanyuan, the second daughter of Xuansu is just a help for her preaching, once it loses its effectiveness, it should be discarded." ”

"You see me like this?" Red Boy frowned slightly when he heard this, and then looked at Feng Xi.

"Isn't it?"

When Feng Xi heard this, he chuckled lightly and said, "You men, women are not like accessories, Xuanyuan is like this, Xia Yu is like this, and your father Kui Niu is like this. If a woman wants to win the same respect, she can only rely on herself. If your mother Iron Fan Immortal doesn't have the corresponding strength, I'm afraid she won't even be as good as a jade-faced fox. ”

"Perhaps. ”

After listening to Feng Xi's words, the red boy sighed, and then said: "Others may be like this, but I don't think so, for me, a plain girl will definitely be more than a dream." ”

"So I said it was a surprise. When Feng Xi heard this, a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

"What did you say to Nuwa in the Nuwa Palace?" After a long time, the red boy sighed, but he diverted the topic.

"Buzz!"

A sky-high red light suddenly flickered, blocking the westbound cloud road, but it made the red boy slightly startled.

Then there was the chanting in the sky, the sky was brilliant, the earth was full of golden lotus, and a divine vision appeared in the clouds in front of him.

"Who's coming?"

Seeing this, the red boy knew that there was someone waiting here, although he was a little surprised, but thinking that he was already a Taiyi Xuan Immortal now, and there was an unfathomable Feng Xi by his side, he was not in a hurry, and stood and looked at it.

"Poor road black nest, waiting here for a long time. ”

A voice sounded, the golden light in the sky was condensed, and the clouds dissipated, but a figure appeared.

I saw that the man was dressed in green clothes, with a slender figure, looking no more than sixteen or seventeen, with a face like a crown of jade, and a graceful and suave manner. Under the feet of a huge bird's nest, I don't know what kind of golden velvet weaving, and there is a huge cypress tree, emitting colorful streamers, towering into the sky, holding a huge black nest.

"Black Nest?"

Seeing this, the red boy was slightly stunned. This Wuchao Zen master, the red boy knows, and in his previous life, he was familiar with Journey to the West, but he had a profound impact on him. Knowing that its path is profound and unfathomable, it should be a figure of the same level as the Buddha. Some people have speculated that it is the Buddha who lit the lamp in the past of Western Buddhism.

Some people say that it is the tenth son of the Eastern Emperor who turned into a Buddha and achieved an incarnation after the great day of Buddhism. But no matter what kind of statement it is, it affirms its lofty status and profound deeds. If it is said that the journey to the west is a catastrophe, in addition to Guanyin and Rulai, the biggest benefit may be this Wuchao Zen master.

During the journey to the west, he passed on a "Heart Sutra" with Xuanzang, but there were only 54 sentences, a total of 27 crosses. It has been passed on to later generations, but it has become the general scripture of Buddhism's cultivation and the door of Buddha's meeting, which can be said to have a profound impact.

However, the red boy couldn't remember how he had ever met him, and asked him to wait for him here. But there were some doubts in his heart, and he looked ahead.

"Little guy who pretends to be a ghost. Seeing this, Feng Xi, who was on the shoulder of the red child, showed a look of watching a play, and did not pierce it, but looked at the black nest with an indifferent expression.

"I don't know why the Zen master is waiting for the Holy Child here?"

Although he was uncertain, the red boy stepped forward to greet him.

"Daoyou also asked Wuchao to talk about it. ”

When Wu Chao heard this, he smiled slightly, and then made a word of invitation, then turned around and went to the bird's nest, and lost his body in an instant.

"Huh?"

When the red boy saw this, he was a little surprised, knowing that the bird's nest should be trained by someone with great magical powers to cultivate Sumeru mustard seeds, which became a cave in the sky. Although he had some doubts, he was not afraid, so he followed, walked on the black nest, and disappeared in the same place.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the two of them disappeared, a ripple appeared in the clouds, and a faint golden phantom appeared in the clouds, looking at the place where the red boy disappeared with a puzzled face.

"It's late. ”

For a long time, it didn't seem to see anything, but the figure whispered to himself, and then let out a long sigh, turning into a streamer and disappearing into the sky......