Everlasting Immortal Firmament

Gu Hai asked Gou Chen to sing to Jingdong Bodhisattva.

The monks still don't know why, Gu Hai won't intervene this time? Just let Gou Chen sing? He can only sing Pathetic at most, right? Gu Hai took the initiative to admit defeat?

The monks don't know why, but after all, there are people who know how to do it.

Mu Chenfeng and Ao Shun's expressions changed, and they suddenly remembered how powerful Gou Chen's singing was. At the beginning, Mu Chenfeng could hear blood from his seven orifices.

If Gou Chen didn't use Sorrow to deal with Demon Sutra and sang directly by himself, the Arhats would have been defeated long ago. Of course, the premise is that Gou Chen was not killed!

Not only Mu Chenfeng, but Long Shenwu, Sima Changkong and a group of generals on the flying boat in mid-air all froze.

Because everyone had heard Gou Chen sing, and that singing, like a magic voice, still echoed in their minds. Let this evildoer sing? Sima Changkong and the others couldn't help but tremble for some reason.

Uh, Third Uncle, why do you have such expressions? If Gou Chen goes to sing, isn't he doomed? Long Aotian frowned.

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

Is there a problem? Long Aotian was slightly taken aback.

Everyone shook their heads, turned their heads with strange expressions, and looked at the center of the field.

Gu Hai, let's start! The Violence Bodhisattva in the distance walked to the center of the square, and a person behind him spoke for him.

Shall I sing to him? Gou Chen was slightly taken aback.

That's right, the password of the Great Gan Sheng, let you play the piano, that is, no one is allowed to use force, don't worry that your life is in danger! Gu Hai nodded.

Hmph, Gu Hai, you still want to slander us? Qin Dou is Qin Dou, and none of us will interfere! Not far away, Zizhu Bodhisattva coughed up blood and snorted coldly.

Gu Hai glanced at him coldly, but ignored him. I didn't say you were attacking Gou Chen, but I was worried that unimportant people would come up and beat Gou Chen to death.

Mr. Gu, let Gou Chen set up a sound barrier! Long Shenwu looked at Gou Chen and said.

Alright! Gu Hai nodded.

Master, am I taking such a nice song too cheaply? Gou Chen looked at the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva with reluctance.

What do you want? Gu Hai stared.

Okay, okay, forget it, he's cheap! Oh, yes, I brought Zheng Faming with me, he likes my songs! Gou Chen said immediately.

Gu Hai looked at the little beggar who was curled up on the ground, and nodded silently.

Gou Chen carried the little beggar to the center of the square, and everyone around him stared wide-eyed.

The common people had already stood by Gu Hai's side at this moment, watching Bodhisattva Jidong play a scoundrel coldly.

Gu Hai, are you really not going to pass on Gou Chen's new repertoire? said a person behind Jidong Bodhisattva.

It's enough for Gou Chen to deal with you! Gu Hai sneered.

Alright, since that's the case, let's start! said the speaker of Jiedong Bodhisattva.

After finishing speaking, Jidong Bodhisattva put his palms together and sat cross-legged. When he sat down, his whole body emitted bursts of golden light. On the golden light, it seemed that small Buddha statues were condensed. The shadows of the Buddha statues surrounded Jiedong Bodhisattva, as if they were singing some kind of Buddhist scriptures.

Shut up and do nothing, the meditation has already started, Gou Chen, be careful! Ao Shun shouted.

It's okay, I'm going to sing! Gou Chen shouted.

Sound barrier! Mu Chenfeng reminded immediately.

Oh, I almost forgot! Gou Chen waved his hand.

Buzz!

A sound barrier wraps Gou Chen, the little beggar, and Jidong Bodhisattva inside.

The faces of all the monks were gloomy: Huh, it's just a singing of a heavenly piano, is it so precious? Let us listen to it and don't want to?

The Jidong Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged showed a sneer. No matter how powerful your piano skills are, I will not be moved by the eight winds, as towering as a mountain. No one can influence me, hum.

Keeping your mouth shut and doing meditation, bursts of Buddhist voices surround the Bodhisattva Jiedong, as if a group of Buddhas are blessing, and ten thousand dharmas are not invading.

Gou Chen has spoken! Mu Chenfeng shouted with his eyes wide open.

But he saw that in the sound barrier, Gou Chen quickly entered the state, suddenly opened his mouth, and spit out the song Little Carrot.

The singing is just an ordinary singing, without the phantoms that burst out of the artistic conception of Qin Dao, no fighters, no Avalokitesvara, no colorful lotus, just ordinary singing.

That's it? Hahaha, this is nothing more than that, we are sure to win! Zizhu Bodhisattva excitedly said.

But as soon as the singing sounded, the Jidong Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged on the opposite side suddenly froze. The left and right eyes moved up and down, and the corners of the mouth suddenly twitched unconsciously.

This, what is this singing about?

Bodhisattva Bodhisattva suddenly arched his back, as if facing a formidable enemy, clasped his palms together, a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and moved the Zen of not moving to the maximum.

When Gou Chen sang, he gradually became absorbed in it, and Zheng Faming heard this song in pain. However, Zheng Faming's pain gradually disappeared, as if the singing could relieve Zheng Faming's pain.

Slowly, Zheng Faming woke up, stood up, and looked at Gou Chen.

When Gou Chen saw that Zheng Faming was awake, his eyes lit up, and he sang even harder.

Crack, clap, clap!

Zheng Faming clapped his hands with great joy, his appearance was like a singing song of great joy, intoxicated and joyful, he kept clapping his hands, in his excitement, he was like Gu Hai's fanatical fan who saw a star on Earth in the past.

This is Faming, it really has a unique taste, that appearance...! Mu Chenfeng was stunned.

Not only Mu Chenfeng, Long Shenwu was also stunned, Sima Changkong and the generals on the flying boat were also stunned.

How heavy is this flavor? Gu Hai was also shocked.

No wonder, no wonder Gou Chen desperately wanted to protect Zheng Faming, with this appearance, Gou Chen was about to sing with tears in his eyes! Ao Shun said in astonishment.

Zheng Faming clapped his hands happily and was very excited. This scene, in the eyes of outsiders, gradually nodded.

Sure enough, although there is no vision of the Qin Dao, Gou Chen's singing should be very good!

The little beggar clapped his hands excitedly, obviously very nice!

Unfortunately, King Shenwu won't let us listen, I want to listen too, what a pity!

Yeah, what a pity!

Such a beautiful singing voice, cheap Bodhisattva!

Yeah, it's cheap for him!

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All the people said with great regret.

The singing is nice? That can't affect Bodhisattva Jiedong, all the monks showed confidence, and they were done.

The little beggar kept clapping his hands, which made Gou Chen's singing became more exciting for a while, and his singing became more passionate.

All the monks laughed, but no one could understand the inner feelings of Jidong Bodhisattva at the moment.

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

Ah, evil, this must be the Buddha's test for me!

I have the meditation of shutting my mouth and not moving, the eight winds do not move, I do not move the eight winds, I can resist!

It can't affect me, it can't affect me!

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Jidong Bodhisattva was in constant self-hypnosis, but the singing sound kept pouring into Jidong Bodhisattva's ears. Shivering, chills, nausea, breakdown. Jidong Bodhisattva is completely dumbfounded at this moment, is this Qin Dao?

Especially the little beggar on the side clapping his hands for encouragement, and his crazy star-chasing appearance made Bodhisattva Bodhisattva's egg hurt even more, both of them hurt.

From the moment the singing sounded, Jidong Bodhisattva was in a bad mood.

At this moment, the only thing Jidong Bodhisattva wanted to do was to immediately seal Gou Chen's mouth, the mouth that sang despair.

However, Jidong Bodhisattva can't do it, everyone is paying attention to this competition, even the future Buddha and Dagan Shengshang are watching his competition, can he use martial arts? Don't talk about using force against Gou Chen, as long as you make a move of using force, Daqian Shengshang can instantly destroy himself.

It's too ugly! It's hard to hear Bodhisattva Jidong has the urge to die.

Buzz!

Bodhisattva Bodhisattva Bodhisattva closed his hearing, but it was useless. Even if his hearing was blocked, the singing seemed to be still singing in the depths of his soul. Broken throat? Are you a celestial piano? Are you a tease sent by the devil?

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

how so?

Jidong Bodhisattva looked at Gou Chen dumbfoundedly. At this moment, Jidong Bodhisattva felt that the person in front of him was terrifying. It is also a realm to be able to sing so badly.

Stop singing!

Jidong Bodhisattva looked at Gou Chen, dumbfounded, as if he was about to cry.

Look quickly, the Bodhisattva's expression is taunting Gou Chen! A monk said excitedly.

The sound barrier does not separate the inside from the outside, but the outside voice can be heard by the people inside.

Ridiculous ass, I'm going to be stupid! Which idiot interpreted my expression as sarcasm?

Jiedong's collapsed to constipation-like expression, if not for the little beggar, everyone would have thought he was in pain, but the little beggar's clapping and cheering expression obviously shouldn't be in pain, so we can only understand Jiedong Bodhisattva's contempt for Gouchen.

Only Gu Hai, Mu Chenfeng, Ao Shun, Long Shenwu and others knew the specific situation.

This Jidong Bodhisattva has great will! A general behind Long Shenwu sighed.

Big will, what a fart, winking, it's not a good thing at first sight! Long Aotian didn't know, so he showed a trace of disdain.

Ugh! The generals were slightly taken aback, but they didn't refute. Only they knew about this matter.

But the people around couldn't stand it anymore.

The Holy Land of Lingshan is really abominable, what is the Bodhisattva of Jidong proud of? Winking!

Hmph, look at how happy the little beggar is, Gou Chen must sing very well, but what is the Jidong Bodhisattva proud of? If he can't hurt him, he winks and mocks Gou Chen?

It's a pity that I used to respect the Holy Land of Lingshan, so it turns out that they are all such people!

What's the matter? It's just that Mr. Gu didn't pass on the music to Gou Chen. Is there any need for such a contemptuous attitude?

Bah! What holy land of Lingshan!

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The people around looked disdainful.

Heavenly Court City, within a hall of the Imperial Palace.

Shut up and do meditation? This precept is not very good? I remember that the Buddha now, shut up and meditate, as immobile as a mountain. This precept is his disciple. He winks at Gou Chen, so impolite! The voice of Daqian Sheng came faintly.

Perhaps you are impatient! The future Buddha sighed slightly.

Irritated? I see that he is very happy. He keeps his mouth shut and meditates, and cultivates his mind and character. That's all, heh! Daqian Sheng said indifferently.

Shut up and do not move Zen, my Lingshan Holy Land's supreme secret method, how can it be nothing more than this? Restraining is just a momentary loss of composure, and the singing voice of Gou Chen has no effect on him at all, just be proud of it for a while! The future Buddha argued inexplicably.

Supreme secret method? Then why is the seven orifices bleeding in Jiedong? Heh! Daqian Sheng said with a light smile.

Huh? The future Buddha's consciousness turned away.

Sure enough, Jidong Bodhisattva, who was sitting cross-legged in front of Gouchen, had two lines of blood and tears streaming from his eyes at this moment, spitting blood at the mouth, and was struggling with persistence.

If you give up by yourself, you will be completely defeated. You must persevere and persevere.