Guhai asked gouchen to sing to the Bodhisattva.

A group of monks are still unknown, so this time Guhai doesn't intervene? Let's just talk about it? He's just singing Pathetique, right? Did Gu Hai take the initiative to admit defeat?

Monks don't know why, but after all, there are people who know what to do.

Mu CHENFENG and AO Shun's face changed, and suddenly remembered the power of the song. Mu CHENFENG was bleeding from seven orifices.

If Gou Chen had not used Pathetique to deal with Du Mo Jing and sung by himself before, all the Arhats would have been defeated. Of course, the premise was that Gou Chen had not been killed!

Not only in the morning breeze, but also on the flying boat in mid air, the faces of long Shenwu, Sima Changkong and a group of generals were all stiff.

Because people have heard the outline of singing, the song, like a magic sound, still reverberates in my mind. Let the devil sing? Sima Changkong and others do not know why, can not help but shiver in the heart.

"Er, third uncle, how do you look like that? Is it not certain that you will lose if you plan to sing Long Aotian frowned.

Long Shenwu, Sima Changkong and other generals all turned their heads and looked at long Aotian strangely.

"Is there a problem?" Long Aotian was slightly stunned.

The crowd shook their heads, turned their heads strangely and looked at the center of the field.

"Guhai, let's go!" In the distance, the Bodhisattva walked to the center of the square, and a person behind him opened his mouth.

"I sing to him?" Gouchen was slightly stunned.

"That's right. The order of daqiansheng is to let you fight. That is to say, no one is allowed to use force. Don't worry about your life!" Gu Hai nodded.

"Hum, Guhai, do you still want to slander us? If you play with the piano, you can play with it. None of us will interfere! " Not far away, purple bamboo Bodhisattva coughed blood.

Gu Hai took a cold look at it and ignored it. I didn't say you were sneaking up on it. Instead, I was worried that people who didn't matter would come up and kill it.

"Mr. Gu, let's set up a sound barrier." Long Shenwu looks at Gou Chen and says.

"All right!" Gu Hai nodded.

"Master, is it too cheap for me to sing such a good song?" Gouchen looks at the Bodhisattva with a reluctant face.

"What do you want?" Gu Hai's eyes glared.

"Well, well, forget it. It's cheap! Oh, by the way, I take Zheng faming with me. He likes my songs! " He said immediately.

Gu Hai looked at the little beggar curled up on the ground and nodded in silence.

Gouchen took the little beggar to the center of the square, and everyone around him was wide eyed.

At the moment, the common people have already stood on the side of the ancient sea, coldly watching the Bodhisattva playing rogue.

"Guhai, you really don't want to outline the new repertoire?" Stop moving the Bodhisattva, and one person will speak for him.

"It's enough to talk about you!" Guhai sneered.

"Well, in that case, let's start!" Said the mouthpiece of the Bodhisattva.

With that, the Bodhisattva stopped moving and sat with his hands folded. As he sat down, his whole body radiated bursts of golden light. On the golden light, it seemed that there were small Buddha statues. The virtual shadow of Buddha statues surrounded the Bodhisattva, as if he was chanting some Buddhist scriptures.

"Shut up and don't move Zen. It's already started. Outline it. Be careful yourself!" Cried aoshun.

"It's OK, I'm going to sing!" He exclaimed.

"Sound barrier!" Mu morning breeze immediately reminds a way.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" A wave of your hand.

"Hum!"

A sound barrier includes gouchen, the little beggar and the Bodhisattva.

A group of monks looked gloomy: "hum, it's just a singing of Tianji. Is it so precious? Why don't we listen to it? "

The Bodhisattva who sits cross legged shows a sneer. No matter how powerful you are, I'm as lofty as a mountain. No one can influence me, hum.

Shut your mouth and don't move. The sound of Buddhism surrounds the Bodhisattvas. It's like the protection of Buddhas and the protection of all dharmas.

"I've opened my mouth!" Mu morning breeze stares big eyes to call a way.

But see, in the sound barrier boundary, outline quickly entered the state, suddenly open mouth, spit out the song "Radish".

Singing together, it's just ordinary singing, without the illusion of Qin Tao's artistic conception, no fighter, no Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, no colorful lotus, it's just ordinary singing.

"That's it? Ha ha ha, that's all. We'll win! " Zizhu said excitedly.

But as soon as the song rang out, the face of the Bodhisattva, sitting across the street, suddenly became stiff. Left and right eyes, up and down, the corners of the mouth suddenly unconsciously twitch.

What's this, what's this singing about?

The Bodhisattva suddenly arched his back, as if facing the enemy, put his hands together, and a little cold sweat came out on his forehead, which turned the silent meditation to the maximum.

When he was singing, he gradually threw himself into it, and the song was heard by zhengfaming in pain. Zhengfaming is slowly pain, as if this song can alleviate the pain of zhengfaming in general.

Slowly, zhengfaming woke up, stood up and looked at the outline.

When gouchen saw zhengfaming waking up, his eyes lit up and he sang harder.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Just as faming clapped his hands happily, it looked as if he was singing happily. He was intoxicated and joyful. He clapped his hands incessantly. He was excited as if he were a fan of stars on the earth in the past.

"It's true that it has a unique taste. It looks like...!" Mu CHENFENG was stunned.

Not only mu CHENFENG, but also long Shenwu, Sima Changkong and the generals on the flying boat.

"How much is the taste?" Guhai was also stunned.

"No wonder, no wonder you have to protect zhengfaming even if you have to fight for your life. Tears are in your eyes when you want to sing." Aoshun is also surprised.

Just as faming clapped his hands happily, he was very excited. This scene, in the eyes of outsiders, gradually nodded.

"Sure enough, although there is no vision of Qin Tao, it should be very powerful!"

"The little beggar clapped his hands and was very excited, obviously!"

"It's a pity that King Shenwu won't let us listen. I want to listen too. What a pity!"

"Yes, what a pity!"

"Such a beautiful song, it's not enough to move the Bodhisattva!"

"Yes, he's cheap!"

……………………

………………

……

All the people are extremely sorry.

What's the song like? That can't affect the Bodhisattva. The monks show their confidence one after another and finish the description.

The constant clapping of the little beggar made Gou Chen sing more and more passionately.

All the monks were laughing, but no one could understand the inner feelings of the Bodhisattva.

"What is it? What is this singing about? Deaf my ears

"Evil, evil, this must be the Buddha's test to me!"

"I have the silent meditation, the eight winds do not move, the eight winds do not move, I can resist!"

"It doesn't affect me, it doesn't affect me!"

…………………………

………………

……

In the constant self hypnosis of the Bodhisattva, the song is constantly pouring into the ears of the Bodhisattva. Shiver, shiver, nausea, collapse. Abstinence Bodhisattva is completely stupid now. Is this the way of Qin?

In particular, the little beggar clapped his hands to encourage him to pursue stars crazily, which made the Bodhisattva's eggs hurt, both of them.

From the moment the song starts, it's not good for the whole person to stop moving the Bodhisattva.

At this moment, the only thing that the Bodhisattva wants to do is to immediately seal his mouth, which is desperate.

But the Bodhisattva can't do it. Everyone is paying attention to this fight. Even the future Buddha and the great monk are looking at their fight. Can they fight? Don't use force against Gou Chen. As long as you use force, Da Qiansheng can destroy himself instantly.

It's terrible! It's hard to hear that the Bodhisattva has an impulse to die.

"Hum!"

It's useless for the Bodhisattva to close his hearing. Even if the hearing is blocked, the song seems to be singing in the depth of his soul. Even if it's ugly, it's not complete? And a broken throat? Are you Tianji? You're from the devil, aren't you?

Can't stop it? Can't stop his voice?

How could that be?

At this moment, the Bodhisattva feels the terror of the person in front of him. It's also a kind of realm that songs can be sung to such an ugly level.

Stop singing!

Stop moving Bodhisattva looking at the outline, silly eyes at the same time, as if to cry in general.

"Look, don't move the expression of Bodhisattva, he is mocking and outlining!" A monk said excitedly.

The sound barrier is not separated from the outside, but the outside sound can be heard by the people inside.

Ridicule a fart, I am going to be silly! Which fool interpreted my expression as sarcasm?

If there is no little beggar to set off, everyone will think it is suffering. But the little beggar clapped his hands and encouraged him. Obviously, there should be no pain. He can only understand the Buddha's contempt for collusion.

Only Gu Hai, mu CHENFENG, Ao Shun and long Shenwu knew the details.

"This Bodhisattva has a great will." A general exclaimed behind the Dragon God.

"Big will is a fart. It's not a good thing at first sight." Long Aotian doesn't know, so he shows a trace of disdain.

"Eh!" The generals were slightly surprised, but they didn't reply. Only they knew about it.

But the people around can't see any more.

"The holy land of Lingshan is really hateful. What is the Buddha proud of? Winking

"Hum, look how happy the little beggar is. He must be very good at singing. But what is the Buddha proud of? If I can't hurt him, I'll scoff and taunt him

"I used to respect the holy land of Lingshan. It's all this kind of goods!"“ What are you doing? Mr. Gu didn't pass on a piece of music to explain it. Is this contemptuous attitude necessary? "“ Pooh! What is the holy land of Lingshan The people all around looked scornful. Tianting City, in the main hall of the palace“ Shut your mouth and do nothing? I don't seem to have learned much about it? I remember that the Buddha kept his mouth shut and didn't move. He didn't move as much as a mountain. He was his disciple. He fought with gou Chen, but he was very polite! " The voice of Da Qian Sheng came faintly“ Maybe I'm impatient! " The future Buddha sighs“ flighty and impetuous? I see that he is very happy. He keeps his mouth shut and cultivates his mind. That's all Da Qian said“ Shut up and don't do Zen. Is this the only secret of the holy land of Lingshan? It's just a moment's gaffe. The singing has no effect on him. Let's be proud for a moment The future Buddha's puzzling defense“ The supreme secret? How did the seven orifices bleed? Oh Da Qian said with a smile“ Eh? " The consciousness of the future Buddha turns to the past. Sure enough, the Bodhisattva, sitting in front of gouchen with his knees crossed, shed two lines of blood and tears in his eyes and vomited blood foam in his mouth. If you give up, you will lose completely. You must persist and persist.