Gu Hai had asked Gouchen to sing for Jiedong Bodhisattva.
The monks were still confused. Gu Hai was not going to interfere this time? Only Gouchen was allowed to sing? The most he could do was sing Pathétique, right? Gu Hai took the initiative to admit defeat?
The monks were confused, but some of them knew what was going on.
Mu Chenfeng and Ao Shun's expressions changed. They suddenly remembered how good Gouchen's singing was. Mu Chenfeng was bleeding from all seven orifices when he heard it.
If Gou Chen had not used the Pathos to deal with the Demon Exorcism Scripture earlier, the Arhats would have been defeated long ago. Of course, that was only if Gou Chen was not beaten to death!
Not only Mu Chenfeng, but also Takeshi Ryūshin, Sima Changkong, and the generals on the airship were stunned.
They had heard Gouchen's singing before. His voice was like a demon's voice, and it was still echoing in their minds. Let this monster sing? Sima Changkong and the others did not know why, but they could not help but shudder.
"Uh, Third Uncle, why do you look like that? If Gouchen goes to sing, won't he lose for sure? "Long Aotian frowned.
Takeshi Ryūshin, Sima Changkong, and the generals turned around and looked at Long Aotian strangely.
"Is there a problem?" Long Aotian was slightly stunned.
Everyone shook their heads and turned their heads to look at the center of the field with strange expressions.
"Gu Hai, let's begin!" Jiedong Bodhisattva walked to the center of the square, and a person behind him spoke on his behalf.
"I'm going to sing for him?" Gouchen was slightly stunned.
"That's right. Daqiansheng's order is to have a guqin duel. In other words, no one is allowed to use force. Don't worry about your life!" Gu Hai nodded.
"Humph, Gu Hai, are you trying to slander us? None of us will interfere! "Purple Bamboo Bodhisattva snorted coldly as he coughed out blood.
Gu Hai glanced at him coldly and ignored him. I didn't say that you guys would sneak up on Gouchen, but I was worried that unimportant people would come up and kill Gouchen.
"Mr. Goode, tell Gouchen to set a sound barrier!" Takeshi Ryūshin said to Gouchen.
"Alright!" Gu Hai nodded.
"Master, wouldn't I be letting him off too easily with such a nice song?" Gouchen looked at Jiedong Bodhisattva unwillingly.
"What do you want?" Gu Hai glared at him.
"Alright, alright, forget it, he got off easy! Oh, by the way, I'll bring Zhengfa Ming with me. He likes my songs! "Gouchen said immediately.
Gu Hai looked at the little beggar who was curled up on the ground and nodded after a moment of silence.
Gouchen carried the little beggar to the center of the square. Everyone around them widened their eyes.
The people were already on Gu Hai's side, coldly watching Jiedong Bodhisattva's shameless act.
"Gu Hai, are you sure you don't want to play Gouchen's new song?" Someone behind Jiedong Bodhisattva asked.
"Gouchen is more than enough to deal with you!" Gu Hai sneered.
"Alright, in that case, let's begin!" Jiedong Bodhisattva's replacement said.
After that, Jiedong Bodhisattva put his palms together and sat down with his legs crossed. As he sat down, his body emitted waves of golden light. Above the golden light, there seemed to be small Buddhas. The Buddhas surrounded Jiedong Bodhisattva and seemed to be chanting some kind of Buddhist scripture.
"The Motionless Zen has begun. Gouchen, be careful!" Ao Shun shouted.
"Don't worry, I'm going to sing!" Gouchen shouted.
"Hypersonic Barrier!" Mu Chenfeng reminded him.
"Oh, I almost forgot!" Gouchen waved his hand.
"Buzz!"
A hypersonic barrier enveloped Gouchen, the little beggar, and Jiedong Bodhisattva.
The group of monks looked gloomy. "Humph, it's just a Heaven-class Guqin. Is it that precious? Why don't you let us listen to it? "
Jiedong Bodhisattva, who was sitting cross-legged, sneered. "No matter how powerful your Guqin Dao is, I'm as majestic as a mountain. No one can affect me. Humph. "
Jiedong Bodhisattva was performing the Motionless Zen. Sounds of Buddha surrounded him, as if he was protected by the Buddhas.
"Gouchen is singing!" Mu Chenfeng shouted with her eyes wide open.
In the Hypersonic Barrier, Gouchen quickly entered the state. He suddenly opened his mouth and sang the song "Little Radish".
It was just a normal song. There were no illusions of Guqin Dao. There were no fighters, no Guanyin Bodhisattva, and no colorful lotuses. It was just a normal song.
"That's it? Hahaha, that's all there is to Gouchen. We're going to win! "Purple Bamboo Bodhisattva said excitedly.
However, as soon as the song started, Jiedong Bodhisattva, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly froze. His left and right eyes moved up and down. The corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
"What, what is he singing?"
Jiedong Bodhisattva arched his back as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He put his palms together and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He performed the Motionless Zen to the maximum.
As Gouchen sang, he gradually immersed himself in it. Zhengfa Ming, who was in pain, heard the song. Zhengfa Ming gradually stopped feeling pain. It was as if the song could ease his pain.
Slowly, Zhengfa Ming woke up. He stood up and looked at Gouchen.
Gouchen saw Zhengfa Ming waking up. His eyes lit up and he sang even harder.
"Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap!"
Zhengfa Ming seemed to be very happy as he clapped his hands. He looked like he was very happy with Gouchen's song. He was very intoxicated and happy, clapping his hands non-stop. He was so excited that he looked like a fanatic fan who had seen a celebrity on Earth.
"This Zhengfa Ming has a unique taste. That look …!" Mu Chenfeng was stunned.
Besides Mu Chenfeng, Takeshi Ryūshin was also stunned. Sima Changkong and the generals on the flying boat were also stunned.
"How unique is his taste?" Gu Hai was also stunned.
"No wonder. No wonder Gouchen is risking his life to protect Zhengfa Ming. Gouchen is going to sing until his eyes are brimming with tears!" Ao Shun was also stunned.
Zhengfa Ming kept clapping his hands happily. He was extremely excited. When the people outside saw this scene, they gradually nodded their heads.
"Sure enough, Gouchen's singing should be very good although there is no Zither Dao vision!"
"That little beggar is clapping his hands excitedly. Obviously, it's very good!"
"What a pity that Jinmu Of Silla didn't let us listen. I want to listen too. What a pity!"
"Yeah, what a pity!"
"Such a good voice. Jiedong Bodhisattva is lucky!"
"Yeah, he's lucky!"
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The people felt sorry for him.
Good voice? That would not affect Jiedong Bodhisattva. The monks all looked confident. Gouchen was doomed.
The little beggar kept clapping his hands. Gouchen's singing became more and more passionate.
All the monks smiled, but no one could understand Jiedong Bodhisattva's feelings at this moment.
"What the hell? What the hell is he singing? My ears must be deaf! "
"Evil creature, evil creature, this must be Buddha's test for me!"
"I have Motionless Zen, I can resist the eight winds, I can resist the eight winds!"
"It can't affect me, it can't affect me!"
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Jiedong Bodhisattva kept hypnotizing himself, but the voice kept pouring into Jiedong Bodhisattva's ears. Shivers, chills, disgust, collapse. Jiedong Bodhisattva was completely dumbfounded. Is this Zither Dao?
Especially when the little beggar beside him was clapping his hands like a crazy groupie. It made Jiedong Bodhisattva's balls hurt.
The moment the voice sounded, Jiedong Bodhisattva was in a bad mood.
At this moment, the only thing Jiedong Bodhisattva wanted to do was to seal Gouchen's mouth, the mouth that made people despair.
However, Jiedong Bodhisattva couldn't do it. Everyone was paying attention to this battle. Even the Future Buddha and Daqiansheng were watching. Could he use force? Not to mention using force against the North Star Alliance, the Great Qian Dynasty's Emperor would be able to destroy him in an instant as long as he did so.
It was too horrible! Jiedong Bodhisattva had the urge to die.
"Hum!"
Jiedong Bodhisattva sealed his hearing, but it was useless. Even so, the voice seemed to be singing in the depths of his soul. Not only was it horrible, but it was tone-deaf? Broken throat? Are you a Heaven-class zither? Are you a clown sent by the devil?
Can't block it? Can't block his voice?
How could this be?
Jiedong Bodhisattva looked at Gouchen, dumbfounded. At this moment, Jiedong Bodhisattva realized how terrifying the person in front of him was. It was also a kind of realm to be able to sing such a horrible song.
Stop singing!
Jiedong Bodhisattva looked at Gouchen, dumbfounded and on the verge of tears.
"Look, Jiedong Bodhisattva's expression. He's mocking Gouchen!" a monk said excitedly.
The sound barrier didn't separate the inside from the outside, but the outside could be heard by the people inside.
Mocking my ass, I'm going to be dumbfounded! Which idiot interpreted my expression as a mocking one?
Jiedong Bodhisattva's constipated expression would have made everyone think that he was in pain if not for the little beggar. However, from the way the little beggar clapped his hands, it was obvious that he wasn't in pain. They could only understand Jiedong Bodhisattva's contempt for Gouchen.
Only Gu Hai, Mu Chenfeng, Ao Shun, Takeshi Ryūshin, and a few others knew the details.
"Jiedong Bodhisattva is quite strong-willed!" a general behind Takeshi Ryūshin exclaimed.
"Strong-Willed my ass. He's winking. One look and I know he's up to no good!" Long Aotian didn't understand and showed a hint of disdain.
"Uh!" The generals were slightly taken aback but didn't refute. They were the only ones who knew.
However, the people around them couldn't stand it.
"Mount Numinous is really despicable. Why is Jiedong Bodhisattva so smug? He's winking at us! "
"Hmph, look at how happy that little beggar is. Gouchen must have sung very well. But why is Jiedong Bodhisattva so smug? He can't hurt him, so he's winking at Gouchen? "
"To think that I used to respect Mount Numinous. So they're all like this!"
"What's there to be smug about? Mr Goode just didn't pass the song to Gouchen. Is there a need to be so disdainful? "
"Bah! What Mount Numinous! "
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The people around them were full of disdain.
Heavenly Courts, in a hall in the palace.
"Silent Motionless Zen? Jiedong doesn't seem to have learned well? I remember that the current Buddha teaches Silent Zen, immovable as a mountain. Jiedong is his disciple, but he's winking at Gouchen. How rude! "Daqiansheng's voice sounded.
"Maybe he's too impatient!" The Future Buddha sighed.
"Too impatient? I see that he's very happy. Silent Zen, cultivating one's mind. That's all there is to it, heh! "Daqiansheng said.
"Silent Zen, the supreme mystic art of Mount Numinous. That's all there is to it. Jiedong just lost his composure for a moment. Gouchen's song didn't have any effect on him, so he's just feeling smug! "The Future Buddha explained.
"Supreme mystic art? Then why is Jiedong bleeding from his orifices? Ha! "The Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty chuckled.
"Huh?" The Future Buddha's consciousness turned.
Indeed, Jiedong Bodhisattva, who was sitting cross-legged in front of Gouchen, had tears of blood flowing from his eyes. He was still holding on bitterly.
If he gave up, he would be completely defeated. He had to persevere.
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