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Chapter 455 Learning Buddhism Can't Save...

"Uh-huh……"

Thinking of this, Du Fei clenched his fist and cleared his throat.

"Elder Tang."

"I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Hearing the sound, Tang Sanzang came back to his senses, clasped his hands together and said to Du Fei: "The demon king is willing to help the poor monk to solve his doubts, and the poor monk should listen attentively."

Du Fei said earnestly, "Elder Tang, first of all, you have to understand a truth, things are not static, everything has the limitations of the times."

"And as a human being..."

Tang Sanzang was taken aback, and stared at Du Fei with a surprised expression.

"Uh."

"I know I'm not human, I'm just making an analogy." The corner of Du Fei's mouth twitched, and he had to explain something.

"Oh……"

Tang Sanzang showed a look of sudden surprise.

Du Fei took a deep breath and continued: "As a human being, you need to learn and improve with the changes of the times. The most important thing is to learn to see the essence through the phenomenon."

"Look beyond the surface……"

"It does have something in common with Buddhist gatha." Tang Sanzang murmured after savoring the sentence carefully.

"Not bad!"

Du Fei nodded, and continued to flicker: "Elder Tang, what is your purpose for obtaining the scriptures? Apart from fulfilling the entrustment of Tang Wang Li Shimin, you want to use them to educate the common people and avoid evil and become good."

"Seeking the truth is a means, not an end."

"Now, the truth is no longer the only means, and there is another more efficient way to replace it."

"All you have to do is change the means."

"Instead of feeling lost because of the decline of the former method."

If Tang Sanzang realized something, "The poor monk neglected his own ideal nature, and got into the strange circle of seeking scriptures..."

"Yes, that's what happened!"

Du Fei immediately agreed loudly with Tang Sanzang's words.

Then he reached out and patted Tang Sanzang on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Little Tang, there is an old saying in China."

"It's called 'moving a tree to death, moving a person to live'."

"Since studying medicine... ah bah, studying Buddhism cannot save all living beings in the world."

"Then change to another path!"

"Another one?"

Tang Sanzang raised his head, his eyes were full of confusion and curiosity.

"Yes!"

Du Fei looked straight at Tang Sanzang with firm eyes, "Now the Internet has become the largest and most extensive platform in the Three Realms, and you have a huge fan base, and your influence is no less than that of the immortals and Buddhas of the Three Realms."

"You should continue to expand your influence."

"Let more people see."

"Then spread the idea of ​​teaching people to be kind in your Buddhist teachings to them with actions and words."

"expand influence……"

Tang Sanzang chewed it carefully for a while, and immediately became enlightened.

"Good!"

"The poor monk is enlightened!"

His eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "There are many roads to Lingshan! Whether it's learning scriptures or making videos, they are all just means to realize my Buddhist transformation of sentient beings and change evil to good."

"The important thing is the consistent ideal of the poor monk!"

"well said!"

Du Fei nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "Now, you have an excellent opportunity in front of you."

"Demon King means... the Spring Festival Gala of the Three Realms?"

Tang Sanzang thought for a while and asked uncertainly.

Du Fei supported Tang Sanzang's shoulders with both hands, and praised: "Congratulations, Elder Tang, you have learned to answer quickly!"

As he spoke, he did not wait for Tang Sanzang to respond.

Du Fei then took out a script and stuffed it into his arms.

"Elder Tang."

"I've already written the script for you."

"Get acquainted with your apprentices first, come to the company tomorrow, and I will arrange someone to play with you."

Speaking of this, he shook Tang Sanzang's hand solemnly.

"Elder Tang, come on!"

"I still have something to do, so let's go first!"

Reaching out to pat Tang Sanzang's shoulder again, Du Fei chuckled, then disappeared with a flicker.

"The demon king..."

Tang Sanzang opened his mouth, but couldn't finish saying goodbye in the end.

He lowered his head, looked at the script in his arms, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

But Tang Sanzang didn't think deeply.

He took out the script and looked at the program title on the cover.

""Eat noodle"?"

……

Du Fei finally heaved a sigh of relief after Tang Sanzang was settled.

Although with Heifengshan's current influence, this Spring Festival Gala of the Three Realms will be attended by no one to worry about, but it would undoubtedly be a great pity if such a classic combination of master and apprentice Tang Sanzang did not appear on the stage.

"Shouldn't it be time to send invitations to the big guys? If you don't look for them, this first Spring Festival Gala will always be short of cards."

On the way back to the villa on the top of the mountain, Du Fei pondered.

No matter what.

The Jade Emperor, Tathagata, Guanyin and other great powers of immortals and Buddhas are still famous, and their appeal is self-evident.

I want to increase the momentum of the Spring Festival Gala.

Naturally, they are indispensable.

"Buddhism invites Tathagata, Avalokitesvara, and Maitreya Buddha."

"For the Heavenly Court, the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, um...yes, call Wenquxing, Wuquxing and several Gods of Wealth."

"Forget about the underworld, it's a little bit of bad luck."

"The big demon can't be less!"

"After all, building a harmonious Three Realms between humans and monsters is not just talk."

"Tsk, in that case, the human race has to invite you too." Du Fei rubbed his chin and muttered, "Li Shimin can be counted as one of the most famous people in the human race at this time, as for the others..."

He thought about it carefully, but he really didn't have any impression.

"Yup!"

Du Fei suddenly clapped his hands, "Just invite the kings on the way to learn the scriptures, and the daughter king is pretty good!"

He smiled and said to himself:
"Let's see if we can create a bad relationship for Tang Sanzang!"

"Principal Du!"

"We finally found you!"

Just when Du Fei was dreaming about Tang Sanzang, who is now five big and three rough, and a love story with a sudden change in painting style with his petite and lovely daughter, the king, he was awakened by a cry of surprise.

Du Fei raised his head and took a closer look.

It turned out to be someone else.

It was Lu Dongbin and He Xiangu who were the first-class Eight Immortals.

"Find me?"

Du Fei's smile narrowed, his brows raised, "Why don't you arrange a Spring Festival Gala program for the principal, why are you looking for me?"

The Spring Festival Gala is no better than a variety show like "The Voice of the Three Realms".

Scheduling ability is by no means ordinary.

Although there are many monsters and little gods with experience in TV stations in Heifeng Mountain, it is still difficult for them to shoulder such a big project.

So Du Fei called all the Eight Immortals who worked at Tianting TV to help out for the Spring Festival Gala.

The Jade Emperor, who is already half an uncle, naturally would not refuse.

After all, he is now the number one supporter of Du Fei and Yang Chan's marriage.

"headmaster."

"What I'm waiting for is the Spring Festival Gala."

Lu Dongbin, the leader, said helplessly: "The personnel and equipment arrangements are all in order, but the music for this Spring Festival Gala..."

"what happened?"

Du Fei frowned and asked.

He Xiangu, who was on the side, took the words, with a slightly distressed expression on her face, "We have found many celestial beings who are good at temperament, but the music they composed is not suitable for your requirements, principal."

"I have come into contact with many musicians in the mortal world."

Lan Caihe followed closely and said, "Their music is lively, but it's somewhat vulgar. It's really inferior."

"Therefore."

"We're here to ask you to think of a way!"

"Hey, blame me!"

After hearing what the Eight Immortals said, Du Fei slapped his forehead.

How could he forget it.

Patronizing to think about the program, but forgetting the most classic soundtrack, without those soundtracks, can it still be called the Spring Festival Gala?

(End of this chapter)