The first Buddha in history

Wen Chunxiang was in a daze, only feeling that there was a pure force continuously entering his body, which not only quickly repaired his hidden wounds, but also opened up the meridians all over his body.The speed of absorbing aura is several times faster than before.If things go on like this, in just a few years, he will be able to successfully transform into form.

But Wen Chunxiang suddenly woke up.

He opened his eyes, and there was no old monk or Buddhist scriptures around him, only a bare mountain.

And at his roots, there are several golden relics, and the pure power flows into his rhizomes from those relics.

In the blink of an eye, many years have passed.

The old monk must have died of old age.

Wen Chunxiang's heart was sore and swollen, and he was in a bad mood.

Although his brothers and sisters also left him, he knew that one day they would meet again.As for the old monk, when he died, he was really dead.

In this case, there is no difference between him saving the old monk and not saving him at the beginning. In the end, the old monk died, and he could not see him and no one would chant sutras for him.

Wen Chunxiang harvested the flowers and felt lonely and sad for a long time.

Now, his virtual image is much more solid than before, and he can almost try to change form.

After he takes shape, maybe he can find the reincarnation of the old monk, and then he can accompany that reincarnated person for a few years before he can find the passage to enter the world of comprehension.

Thinking of this, Wen Chunxiang finally felt a little better.

Isn't it just a transformation, nothing special.

If he could take shape early, he could still scold that old monk.

If you are not in good health, you will grow old. If you are a vegetarian every day, you should be sick.

Wen Chunxiang broke out from the trough and began to try to change form.

As a matter of course, the changeling failed.

In this place where the aura is thin and there is no pill to assist, it is extremely difficult to transform into a form.There were only a few dark clouds in the sky, and the transformation had just begun and ended early.

Fortunately, Wen Chunxiang himself did not do any evil, and he had a relic by his side, so he was only slightly injured.

"I was too anxious." Wen Chunxiang murmured.Since his practice, although his speed is very slow, he has rarely encountered tribulations. Even if he was caught in a space crack, he just changed his place to survive.This time the transformation failed, which can be regarded as accumulating some experience for him.If the newcomer found out that the old monk was dead, which disturbed his mind, he wouldn't be so hasty to try to transform into a form.

Fortunately, it's okay to fail, the thunder hasn't struck down yet, and it's almost enough to sleep well.

Wen Chunxiang fell into a deep sleep again.

Such a sleep lasted for 300 years, and the flowers bloomed and withered several times. Only Wen Chunxiang hadn't woken up yet.

300 years is enough for a prosperous dynasty to decline, and dynasty changes are even more common.Originally, the place where Wen Chunxiang was located was next to the royal mausoleum, which was heavily guarded and no one could enter.Therefore, Wen Chunxiang also stayed here for hundreds of years smoothly.Now that the former dynasty has collapsed and the royal family no longer exists, this mountain that should have been untouched has begun to attract tourists.

When the emperor and his courtiers came out to play, they happened to pass by here, and they felt something, so they strode forward, intending to see the tomb of the former emperor.

Not long after, a guard reported that on the other side of the mausoleum, there was a swaying white peony facing each other far away.

An erudite civil servant immediately smiled and told the emperor, "There is a legend in the previous dynasty, saying that after the death of the Zen Master Yihu, he ordered everyone to plant the white peony around him after his death. The emperor at that time was grateful to the Zen master for With his help, he ordered that Chan Master Huguo be buried next to the royal tomb. I thought it was nonsense, but it turned out to be true.”

"There may be a reason for the rumor. Since there are records, the Zen master must also be a person of great wisdom. Dear friends, please follow me to watch the peony of the former dynasty."

When the emperor gave an order, the rest of the people naturally followed.

Although the native country replaced it, the custom of loving peonies has been passed down.It's just that the previous dynasty loved the essence of peonies, and all kinds of peonies are respected by white.Nowadays, rareness is the most valuable, and black peony is even more sought after.

"Miao, the beauty of this white peony's posture is rare in the world, but the color is a bit dull." The emperor clapped his hands and laughed.

"If Your Majesty likes it, you can move this white peony back and have it cultivated by experienced flower farmers. After a while, maybe there will be such a beautiful black peony."

"Aiqing is right. If that's the case, let's take this white peony back. It's not worth wasting such a rare plant in such a barren mountain."

"Your Majesty Shengming."

"Presumably, after this white peony becomes a black peony, its posture will be even more beautiful, even more beautiful than before."

"If there is such a black peony, I will follow the example of the previous dynasty and make it a flower king."

For fear of hurting the roots, Wen Chunxiang sent the whole flower back together with the soil.

When Wen Chunxiang woke up, he found that there were peonies blooming everywhere around him, and every one of them wanted to hybridize with him.

Wen Chunxiang: ...

"Get out!" As soon as Wen Chunxiang's words came out, the peonies immediately put away the flowers obediently, not daring to play hooligans anymore.

"What's going on here?" Wen Chunxiang was very depressed.Simply turn into a phantom and fly away from the main body. At least you have to figure out how long you have been asleep and where you are now.

Wen Chunxiang is now more scheming and capable than before, he just flew back and wandered around before he knew he was in the palace again.Apart from the imperial palace, there is no place where there are so many eunuchs, court ladies and concubines.Compared with the previous emperor, this emperor is not worse than 01:30.There are much fewer children than the previous emperor, but much more concubines.

The most important thing is that he didn't feel much real dragon spirit in this emperor, on the contrary, he felt a sense of decline.

Oh, it seems that this emperor is not very good, and this country is not very good.

Cough, these are not important, what is important is that he heard the conversation of several flower farmers, and knew that the damn emperor ordered him to be turned into a black peony.

God, what kind of aesthetic vision is this emperor?

What's so good about being black?No wonder the emperor took it like this with such a blank look!

Wen Chunxiang couldn't help remembering that when he was still with the old monk, he was also staring at the black peony.

Ha ha.

How can stupid mortals understand his beauty?

Don't you want to turn him into a black peony, then give it a try!

Wen Chunxiang was woken up just after sleeping, and now is the time when he is in a bad mood.The pollen of those peony flowers was almost floating on him.If he hadn't woken up early, maybe there would be a bunch of more children and grandchildren for no reason.

He has already cultivated his spiritual wisdom, and he will transform into a form soon. The innocence of his life cannot be ruined here.

This Liangzi, he married the emperor.

The flower growers soon discovered that the peony they planted all wilted overnight, and the peony that the emperor ordered to be hybridized did not change in any way.

This is strange.

They have obviously checked the peony plant, it is absolutely healthy, there is nothing wrong with it, it is impossible that there is no pollen.

A few days later, the other peonies all withered strangely.

The flower farmer was so frightened that he quickly reported the discovery to the officials above.

Officials are also helpless.

The emperor seemed to be interested in the white peony, and would come over in three or two days to ask if the black peony had been bred.But how can such a thing as cultivating flowers be done in a day or two?Sometimes with bad luck, it is possible to spend more than ten years.

At this time, someone offered a plan to the officials.

In the mortal world, counterfeiters often use various methods to dye the plain peony into various precious shapes.Now the emperor is urging him urgently, to do it is to resist the order, and not to do it is also to resist the order, so it is better to fight hard.

The official thought about it, gritted his teeth and decided to bully the king for a while.

"Are you sure no one will find out?" the official asked repeatedly.

"Don't worry, my lord. This kind of method is very rare. The other adults in the court are not familiar with farming, so they will never find out. After this period of time, the peony's flowering season is over, and there will be no proof."

"It makes sense, everything will be fine after this period of time." If you are lucky, you might even get a reward from His Majesty.

Within a few days, the flower farmers were sent away by the officials for various reasons, and then another group of sneaky people came up to Wen Chunxiang and looked at it.

"It turns out that this is the white peony. It is really beautiful. It can be compared with other peonies at the peony flower fair." An old man praised.

"It's a pity that the emperor couldn't bear to dye it black. Hey, how can the old emperor understand the beauty of this peony? Even if we can make the fake one look like the real one, the fake one is still fake after all, and it can't become real."

"Forget it, let's do it quickly."

"Hey, you guys should stop!" Wen Chunxiang's eyelids twitched, never expecting that these mortals would have such a trick.

He could almost clearly see that his clothes were slowly stained black from the hem.

Very ugly!

Those mortals continued to move.

Wen Chunxiang stretched out his hand and made a pinch.

The wind blows.

Those annoying counterfeit tools are all blown away.

"Strange, why is there wind?" A young man quickly lifted up the things that had been blown over.

"Probably because we are doing things that are reckless, and even God can't stand it." The old man said regretfully.

"Oh, grandpa, don't talk about it. If the dyeing fails and the emperor gets angry, we will all die." The boy stamped anxiously.

Wen Chunxiang originally wanted to show them some strength, but after hearing the young man's words, Fa Jue couldn't hold back no matter what.

If they failed to become Black Peony, would they really not be able to live?

Wen Chunxiang has practiced all the way up to now, and not even a few ants have trampled to death.If these people died because of him, even if the cause and effect could not be blamed on him, they would still feel guilty.

Monks are harmless.

Wen Chunxiang thought for a while, and cast a spell to make these people unconscious, to remove all the dyes and potions, until he saw his clothes returned to their original white appearance.

"Hmph. There is an injustice and a debt. I'd better find trouble with the emperor." Wen Chunxiang played another trick to make those people come to their senses.

"Oh, it's already done."

"It's time to call it a day."

Wen Chunxiang's deception is very good, at least in the eyes of outsiders, he is indeed a black peony, graceful and luxurious, very beautiful.

After the officials came to see it in person, they sighed at the powerful methods of these counterfeiters, and at the same time, they were happy that they could finally do business.Hurry up and report the great news to the emperor.It is only said that overnight, this white peony became a black peony.Some other servants also congratulated the emperor, thinking that such a miracle happened because of His Majesty's prosperity.

The emperor was overjoyed, and called the concubines and children of the harem, as well as some ministers and their families who were trusted by him, to hold a flower appreciation meeting to enjoy the hard-to-find black peony.

Wen Chunxiang was in a bad mood, and secretly used a spell to make the emperor unlucky, such as walking and wrestling, drinking water and stuffing his teeth, which made the emperor not in a good mood these days.

Wen Chunxiang was very happy, why would the emperor be happy if he was unhappy?

Early in the morning, many ministers brought their wives and children to the palace to accompany the emperor to admire the so-called rare black peony.

There is no shortage of peonies in everyone's home. In fact, many ministers are a little curious about what kind of peony it will be that can make the emperor mobilize people to admire it.Although some of the courtiers who accompanied His Majesty to play at the beginning said that it was extraordinary, but seeing is believing.Have to look again.

"Haha, gentlemen, please sit down. I have sent someone to invite that peony here." The emperor said with a smile.

This is a good omen, the white peony has turned into a black peony overnight, and he has had some troubles in recent days, nothing has happened since today, which further convinced the emperor of the extraordinaryness of this peony.

When Wen Chunxiang was carried out, many ministers showed amazement.

This should be the posture and appearance that the king of flowers should have.

Seeing the expressions of the ministers, the emperor felt even more extraordinary.

Only a little boy about four or five years old looked at Wen Chunxiang suspiciously, wondering, this is obviously a white peony, how could it be a black peony?

However, the little boy has a strict tutor, even if he has doubts in his heart, he will not speak out in public.

On the contrary, the appearance of this white peony was deeply engraved in his mind, and he never forgot even when he stepped into the realm of comprehension.

After Wen Chunxiang played house with the emperor, he couldn't wait to thank him as soon as the weather changed in a few days.

Although the emperor felt regretful, but the limelight that should have been shown was over, so he no longer entangled.

Wen Chunxiang flew all over the capital, visited the most famous temples in the capital, and found no one who was suspected to be the reincarnation of the old monk.If you want to find the reincarnation of mortals, you need to be proficient in divination and fortune-telling.Wen Chunxiang is not familiar with this kind of thing, so he can only look for it based on his own feeling.I searched and found nothing, so I gave up and continued to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already 50 years later.

The old monk's relic had already lost all its power. After Wen Chunxiang buried the relic, he began to prepare for the transformation.

In today's world, the morals of the world are not good.

All the heroes are rising together, the people are living in dire straits, the war has lasted for more than [-] years, and the overwhelming resentment almost makes it difficult for Wen Chunxiang to breathe.

It was a bad time and a good time.

When the world is in chaos, evildoers will appear, and the aura will become stronger.Coupled with the rare opportunity to change form, Wen Chunxiang was already prepared for it.If you missed this time, you don't know when the next time will be.

Wen Chunxiang moved his body to a mountain, trying to stay away from those battlefields, which made him feel more at ease.

Dark clouds and thunder moved in the sky, and the aura gradually gathered in the direction where Wen Chunxiang was.

Just wait for the time to come, and you can transform into a success!

At this critical moment, Wen Chunxiang's mood calmed down.

He has already failed once, and this time he must not fail again.

The relic left by the old monk has disappeared, and there will be nothing for him to recover.

Wen Chunxiang had already come out of the flower pot, and the young phantom stood behind the main body, quietly looking up at the sky.

On the other side, the two most powerful forces in the world today chose to have their final confrontation in front of this mountain.

Wen Chunxiang hugged Yuan Shouyi and entered the state of sedation, completely unable to pay attention to the outside situation.

The dark clouds in the sky gathered above his head, as if countless thunders were about to fall in the next moment.

"Come on!"

"kill!"

Hundreds of thousands of troops rushed up one after another. The heavy rain did not stop their killing intent. On the contrary, the rain and blood could no longer be distinguished.Countless people fell down every second and every minute, and countless soldiers continued to fight forward.

The heavy rain covered the sound of the drums, and the soldiers who were killing more and more crazily did not hear the command to evacuate from the general.

The scene was indescribably chaotic.

Wen Chunxiang opened his eyes, pinched his hand and tried to absorb the spiritual energy in the air.

The canyon in the mountain was already full of casualties, and several corpses were piled up in one place, crowding the canyon to the brim.

Blood continued to flow into the soil, dyeing the entire valley black and red.

As the first thunder fell, countless resentful spirits emerged from the body, and the smoke that was struck by the remaining power of the catastrophe dissipated, turning into strands of resentment, how could it be with the bloody aura.

Wen Chunxiang suddenly opened his eyes, his face was ugly and frightening.

He obviously absorbed spiritual energy, so why was the resentment and bloody smell mixed with the spiritual energy and absorbed?

Wen Chunxiang wanted to stop, but couldn't.

At this moment, the sky thunder fell again, if he stopped at this moment, he would die!

Boundless resentment and blood energy rose from the bottom of the mountain, mixed with spiritual energy and continuously flowed into Wen Chunxiang's body.

A trace of blood dyed the petals red, and Wen Chunxiang Xuying's eyes also turned blood red.

Most of the soldiers here are elite, with extremely strong evil spirits, and they are even more powerful after death.The resentment formed by these resentful spirits is extremely pure, and it has attracted resentment from afar. The war lasted for 30 years, adding up the blood and resentment of millions of people, they were evacuated from the sea in the sky and went to the place where Wen Chunxiang was. direction convergence.

This mountain is an extremely ominous place and should be avoided. Today is a very ominous day that is rarely seen in a hundred years.

With the combination of fierce mountain, fierce time and fierce spirit, and the threat of thunder from above, Wen Chunxiang has no way to escape.

After Wen Chunxiang's current clothes turned completely blood-red, the speed of absorbing blood and resentment did not slow down.After the crumbling blood-red peony kept absorbing it, its color gradually increased, turning purple and black.

In the end, it became a black peony with a strong evil spirit.

The thunder is still striking!

Wen Chunxiang is at the end of his rope.

"Since the death of the old monk, my luck has started to deteriorate." Wen Chunxiang admired himself, but he was still smiling at this time?

It was still short of the last thunderbolt, but Wen Chunxiang knew that he could not avoid it.

His current smell of blood is so strong that he can't smell it himself.

Sure enough, it was a reincarnation of heaven. Back then, I kept laughing at Black Peony, but now I have become Black Peony.

Even if he succeeds in transforming into a human form, he may only be a demon cultivator.

Boom boom boom!

The last thunder came down and completely enveloped Wen Chunxiang. Those thunders scorched his leaves and shattered its roots, making it no different from the dead flowers and leaves.Looking at himself with this dignified face, Wen Chunxiang felt angry for no reason.

Anyway, I'm going to die, so it's better to fight.

The thief is really unfair. He has never hurt anyone in this life. On the contrary, he has done a lot of good things, but he has not been able to see the old monk for the last time, nor can he find the reincarnation of the old monk, let alone return to cultivation. boundary.Now, he is entangled with countless resentment and blood.

What did he do wrong?

Wen Chunxiang sneered for a while, and when the last thunder came down, he jumped towards the center of the thunder without hesitation.

"Less desires and inaction, the body and mind are at ease."

The old monk watered the peony flowers with a smile, "Chunxiang, I will give you a Dharma seal. Don't think so much in the future, practice hard, maybe you can succeed?"

Huh?When did this happen, how could he not remember?

Wen Chunxiang was struck by lightning, and a memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

Oh, it turned out that the old monk said it when he watered me for the last time before he died.

He was still asleep at that time, I don't know why he remembered it now?

"One day, you will bloom."

The old monk lowered his head and kissed the bare peony branches lightly.

huh huh?

Wen Chunxiang's whole body hurts from being struck by the lightning, and the leaves of the tree are about to fall apart, but he still has the mood to recall what the old monk did to him.

That part, if you count it as a human form...

That was his first kiss, damn old monk.

A golden Buddha's light completely surrounded Wen Chunxiang, and when the residual power of the sky thunder was about to disappear, the body that wrapped Wen Chunxiang rushed into the space gap that appeared due to the sky thunder.

"Hey, senior brother, look, what is this black flower? Why isn't it on the jade slip?" A young man descended from the flying sword, turned his head and asked the senior brother next to him.

"It's a black peony." The man picked up Wen Chunxiang from the ground, "It's a mortal flower, probably drawn in by the space crack just now."

"Senior Brother Song, you know a lot. I have been here since I was three years old, and I haven't seen Peony yet."

"I haven't seen it for a long time."

The last time I saw Peony was when he participated in the flower viewing banquet held by the emperor as a mortal.

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The news of a powerful goblin force nearby quickly reached the ears of the Taoist priests and monks.

When righteous Taoist priests and monks hear the word "power", their impressions will inevitably drop a lot.

These goblins gathered together for nothing, and they must have no good intentions.

As for those Taoist priests and monks who wanted to use goblins to make alchemy, they were even more delighted to hear that.

It's great, with such a place, I don't have to look around for goblins anymore.

When the Fozi cat demon received many Taoist priests and monks rushing towards him, his heart collapsed.

He said that and told everyone to be careful when going out, who knew that he would attract enemies so quickly?

How did someone so stupid become a demon?

Although the Fozi cat demon has a lot of desires to complain, it is impossible to leave these little fairies alone.

Fortunately, the Buddha cat demon does not have any evil aura. On the contrary, if he walks out in a Taoist robe or cassock, the possibility of being recognized as a fellow Taoist is much higher.In this way, he has the capital to protect these goblins.

The Fozi cat demon mingled among the Taoist priests, and then continued to accuse them remotely, and the Taoist priests and monks who led those demons to commit crimes in the future beat back.

Until the end, those Taoist priests and monks didn't know how they failed?

As for the fact that the Fozi cat demon has no demonic aura, he also threatened [drive out] and lured [Xiao Yugan] under his ear, and was deeply hidden in his heart by the four cat demon brothers, without revealing the slightest bit.

Although the first wave won, there will be a second wave and a third wave.

The Fozi cat demon looked at a group of happy fairies, but still didn't tell the news of the demoralization.

Forget it, let them be happy for a while.