The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 27 Beyond the Three Realms and Not in the Five Elements
In Lanyue Pavilion, everyone was fascinated by listening again. Excellent piano skills and novel piano music, this is a rare enjoyment.

This reminiscence song is more soothing than the previous source and flow, but it has a kind of poetic sadness like "last year and today, in this door, the peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other. I don't know where the human face is going, but the peach blossom is still smiling in the spring breeze."

But the song ended, and before everyone was freed from the melancholy and sadness, the next song came to their ears again.

This time, the first half of the song seems to be gentle and graceful in the same vein, as if the auspicious unicorn is walking among the mountains and forests, but after a while, the unicorn "jumped up".

Everyone's hearts seemed to be beating violently due to the sound of the piano, and their emotions were also high.

After Lin Yue Youyan, the sound of the music changes again. The passionate sound of the piano makes people feel like they are in an ancient battlefield. With the mighty general sweeping away all directions, the sound of the piano turns melodious after returning from victory, like a general who has survived a hundred battles. Disarm the glory and return to the field.

They are all new pieces, and the piano skills are still superb, but everyone really can't stand it this time. The rhythm has become so fast, which makes their mood fluctuate.People with slightly weaker bodies turned pale, as if they were about to faint at any moment.

Just when Daoran finished playing this piece of Idle World and was about to play another piece, a cold voice sounded in his ear: "You played it very well, but don't play it again next time."

Daoran smiled slightly and stopped his hands.

The mortals in Lanyue Pavilion couldn't hear the voice in Daoran's ear, but they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.Many people left Lanyue Pavilion with pale faces, feeling that they would lose their lives if they listened to it any longer.

But even so, they didn't dare to complain to Daoran.

Being able to touch people's hearts with piano skills, such a superb skill, it is a great fortune to see it once.This little monk must be a famous figure in history in the future, and being able to personally participate in it is worthwhile in this life.

Daoran also felt that it was worth it. After playing so many pieces of music, he finally summoned a certain Gandharva.

Although he hadn't shown up yet, the cold female voice said bitterly in his ear: "You don't know the piano at all, you can only say that you are good at the piano skills, and you can't be called the piano skills. These few pieces are not at all. For a simple qin melody, you forcefully play it with a lyre, but you don’t understand the true meaning, it’s a waste of money.”

Daoran couldn't help but want to say: "Ah, yes, yes, yes!"

His qin art is all based on adding points, and he has never put his mind to research at all. To ordinary people, it may be amazing, but to Gandharva, the god of music used by the Buddha, it is naturally far behind. .

Most of the pieces he played just now were indeed not pure qin pieces. The original piece was an ensemble of various instruments, so it sounded obviously incomplete and could not fully express the true meaning of the piece.

Ordinary people can't hear it, but for Gandharva, it's as uncomfortable as missing arms and legs. However, the tune contains a novel musical understanding, which is indeed worthwhile.

The two feelings were repeatedly tormented, and Gandharva couldn't help it, otherwise she would never accept Daoran's call.I never thought that one day I would be called by "noise", which is a shame for Gandharva.

Therefore, this Gandharva did not show up, but used the technique of sound transmission to communicate with Daoran.

Daoran didn't care, and said softly to the outside of the railing: "Amitabha, this little monk is not good at rhythm, so I'm bothering senior. But I really have something to ask, so I can only do something wrong. I just don't know what to call senior?"

Hearing Daoran admit that he doesn't know the rhythm, the godmother is finally in a better mood. She is really afraid that Daoran will prove himself with two new songs, which will definitely drive the music god crazy.

"Forget it, you don't want to play the piano anymore, you can call me Joey Tasania."

Dao Ran really wanted to ask, are the names of Tianlong Babu so unreasonable?
Buddhism has been spread to China, so can't we change the Chinese name?

What Modoye, Mou Zhixuan, is hard to remember, and the name of this Gandharva is even more difficult to remember.

After thinking for a moment, Dao Ran asked: "The little monk is practicing closed-mouth meditation recently, so I can't talk too much, so I can call senior Qiao Ya?"

There was no response immediately.

"If you don't like it, Xiao Qiao is fine." Daoran continued.

Miss Leshen, known as Xiao Qiao, finally got angry, and asked, "Is this how you practice closed-mouth meditation?!"

Although the voice sounded a little angry, it was still as clear as a bell. As expected of the God of Music, he still spoke so nicely when he was angry.If this voice is coquettish, few men may be able to withstand it.

"Amitabha, I don't have a good memory, I just found a step to go down, please see through it, senior." Dao Ran said frankly.

There was an uncontrollable laughter in my ear, and then I heard Miss Leshen say: "You can call it whatever you want. But your master, Zen Master Fahai, has already achieved the Arhat status. If you have any problems, ask your master, right?" Easier? Why do you have to kill my ears?"

For the first time, Dao Ran felt that the charisma attribute was still effective, so he could be forgiven for flirting with the God of Music. As expected, appearance is justice.

But when he heard that Fa Hai turned out to be an Arhat, Dao Ran's heart sank.

Nowadays, any heavenly soldier and general can walk sideways in the mortal world, but in the period of Journey to the West, the heavenly soldier and general were just a number, and they were swept away by hundreds of thousands at every turn.

Buddhist arhats, even in the period of Journey to the West, can be regarded as famous characters. Monk Nasha worked diligently to complete the journey, but he was just a golden arhat.

In today's era when the great sage is out and the ghosts disappear, the arhat is an existence that crushes everything in the mortal world.

Is my ultimate goal so terrifying?

The road of returning to vulgarity is really a long way to go.

But Daoran quickly strengthened his Dao heart, no matter how powerful Fa Hai was, he still decided this vulgarity, even the Buddha couldn't stop it!
These entanglements turned around in my heart, and Daoran was quickly put aside, and he scrambled to call "Sister Xiao Qiao", feeling that the other party had no objection, so he boldly said: "This time, call Sister Xiao Qiao!" , because the little monk encountered a problem."

Daoran told Xiao Qiao that it was impossible to save Ma San, and hoped that she could help him to save Ma San.

After hearing this, Xiao Qiao sighed and said, "So that's how it is. He is worthy of being the disciple of Zen Master Fahai. Although he is a little glib, his compassion is not damaged at all. But it's a pity, let alone me, I'm afraid the Bodhisattva will not be able to help you." You save this undead. If I'm not wrong, this rare bloodline from the prehistoric period was rarely awakened in life, and it has long been beyond the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements."

ps: Xiaopujie has checked the information, and the original meaning of Gandharpo is the male god of music, who feeds on fragrance, which means unpredictable.But in the later Feitian murals, most of them appeared in the form of young girls.Here, the image of Feitian is used as the setting, please let the knowledgeable masters spray lightly.

(End of this chapter)