When the Master of Bliss is reincarnated as a Tang Monk

Chapter 37

"Oh." Tong Mo rested his fingers on the fan, and gently stroked the handle. There was no emotion on his face, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Maitreya Buddha did not waver or change because of his words, and still had that kind smile on his face.He looked at Tong Mo, with some helplessness in his tone: "There's no need, Jin Chan, how could I not recognize you."

So Tong Mo quickly and happily gave up his plan to continue to be stubborn.

"So?" he asked, "Are you going to the Western Paradise to denounce me and arrest me?"

Maitreya Buddha shook his head unexpectedly.

"There is no need for that." He said "Goodness", "This is an unbreakable grievance between you and Shakyamuni Buddha. I have no need or reason to intervene in it."

"It's just, Jin Chan, my old friend." He looked at Tong Mo with a pitiful look, "Why is your body covered with blood, and it no longer looks like the golden light it used to be?"

Hearing this, Tong Mo slowly, slowly, pulled out a smile with some kind of indistinguishable strange flavor in it.

"Maitreya, what are you talking about?" he asked, "I have been thrown into this world of mortals for hundreds of thousands of years. The Tathagata wants to wash away my glory and arrogance and turn me into an obedient puppet , become an image of obedience."

"Under such circumstances, why do you think that I can continue to maintain the same appearance as before?"

There was a lot of sarcasm in his eyes, but Maitreya Buddha was speechless by these words.When Jin Chanzi was knocked down, he was also a bystander among the eight hundred Buddhas in the Western Heaven Buddha Kingdom, but he didn't help, so it seems that he has lost the qualification to comment today.

Tong Mo was manipulated by some inexplicable will and emotion that absolutely did not belong to him, and he said such words.When he watched the smile on Maitreya Buddha's face recede, revealing a faint emotion that was similar to despair, he even felt the secret joy that came from the bottom of his heart.

[This is what this body can bring, the emotions and memories that once belonged to Jin Chanzi, but they actually fell on me, and even manipulated me to do things and speak to a certain extent. ]

Tong Mo narrowed his eyes, rather than "inquiring", he was "questioning".

The system doesn't seem to intend to say anything more about this apparently certain matter, or in other words, there is nothing to refute between this and that.

[exactly. ] The system said, [Will you feel angry because of this? ]

Hearing this, Tong Mo rolled his eyes.

[It will not happen. ]

[Well, rather, I think this is very interesting, and I even hope that you can do this behavior a few more times. ]

Even though these things were indeed done by the system, there was nothing wrong with it, but in the face of Tong Mo's somewhat weird and excessive reaction and request, the system still slowly knocked out a question mark: [? ]

[Because for me, only under such circumstances can I understand what "emotion" really is like. ] He was talking to the system, two suspicious blushes appeared on his cheeks, as if he was drunk, [Ahhh... that is really a wonderful, wonderful scene that makes people shudder just thinking about it taste……]

The system is a little cracked, and it realizes that it may not understand Tong Mo very well: [Don't you mind that I can ignore your wishes and control your actions? ]

[I don't mind. ] Tong Mo replied cheerfully, [Is this something very troublesome? ]

The system finally realized a little dullly that Tong Mo really couldn't use common sense to deduce and speculate.

In that case...

Then the system felt that maybe there were some secrets that were not told to Tong Mo until the end, but now they can be revealed a little bit.

[That's not your fault. ] The system then responded like this, [You cannot produce and feel human emotions normally, but you can do such things only through the remaining thoughts of the golden cicada, because you yourself are not complete. ]

"Ugh."

Tong Mo opened his eyes slightly.

He has indeed been clear all along, "I am different".But Tong Mo never thought that the answer to this would be like this... Is he an imperfect product?Who would have thought that such a word would be used to describe Tongmo?

After all, since he was born, he has grown up accustomed to being awed by superior flattery, and later became a "ghost" that feeds on human beings.Even if I don't realize it myself, I have already determined in my innate spirit that I should be a higher-level and more perfect creature.

Maitreya Buddha, as he himself said, did not intervene in the dispute between Jin Chanzi and Tathagata, and left with the Yellow-browed Patriarch. For example, the golden bowl that imprisoned Monkey King so that the latter had no way of escaping from it was taken away—cleaned up.

Right now, Tong Mo is the only one left here, and when he heard the system's long sigh in his ear, there was a kind of implication in it.

[I told you that at the beginning. ]

[You are Jin Chanzi, everything about him is everything about you. ]

Whether it's strength, or the past, or those unreasonable hatreds, all of them are things that you should "inherit".

Tong Mo exclaimed a little: "Huh?"

The field of vision he could see in front of him changed in an instant, or in other words, Tong Mo found himself standing in the very beginning, the very beginning, the darkness he was in when he just came into this world. in the space.

Only this time, in front of him, there were dots of light flickering and jumping, and they quickly gathered together, becoming the outline of a hazy human figure.

Although it can't be seen clearly, it does look like a monk wearing cassock.

Tong Mo looked at this fluorescent human figure that appeared in front of him, and a name that seemed to be very unexpected, but not so unexpected after thinking about it, came to his mind.

"System, right?" Tong Mo laughed, "Or should I call you Jin Chanzi?"

"Just call the system."

The human form transformed into a system lowered its head, raised its hand, and tapped Tong Mo's heart vaguely.

"You and I are both golden cicadas."

Buddha is originally Tao, and Tao Tianyan 49, leaving out one, this "one" is the goal of the six states in the world, for which all practitioners work hard and strive.

Following the division of strengths inherited from the prehistoric period, after transcending the mortal body and becoming a "immortal", there are earth immortals, heavenly immortals, golden immortals, Taiyi golden immortals, Daluo golden immortals, and quasi-sages.

As for quasi-sages, they are naturally saints, but since the first battle of the Conferred Gods, the six saints in this world have never appeared in this world again.

As the second disciple of Buddha Sakyamuni, Jin Chanzi is now a quasi-sage.The quasi-sage needs to cut off the three corpses of "good", "evil" and "self". The first and easiest thing for him to chop off is his own "evil corpse".

This evil corpse circulated outside, fell into another small world somehow, and grew into what it is today.

——Growing up into a body called "Tong Mo", who was born with emotional defects and walked the world with evil thoughts, such a body.

He later cut off his "good corpse", but before he could go one step further and cut off his "self", he was already thrown into the mortal world for disobeying the Tathagata.

But how could Jin Chan be such a soft-legged shrimp who accepts everything and does not resist.

He pushed his good corpse out, making it a shell that could be taken off at any time; he sent a wisp of his soul to the small world under the plane, so as not to be discovered by the Tathagata.

Jin Chan kept all his memories and powers in this strand of soul, just waiting for such an opportunity in the future, when his evil corpse walks through those layers of small worlds, and returns to this world When you are inside, you will retrieve all these powers and memories.

Hit Tathagata by surprise.

"I've been waiting for a long, long time." The system, or the reverberation of Jin Chanzi's last soul, looked at Tong Mo and sighed softly.

"I finally waited for your return."