The first Buddha in history

When Wen Chunxiang opened his eyes again, he found himself planted in a flowerpot.

...As a domesticated peony, it is normal to be planted in a flower pot.

Wen Chunxiang accepted his current situation calmly, but the most urgent thing is to look at the specific places first.

Wen Chunxiang was surprised by the concentration of spiritual energy here, and he let go of his spiritual sense for a while, and knew that he had entered the realm of cultivation.It's just that I don't know which one of the three thousand worlds it is.

Although he failed to transform into a successful form, he returned to the world of comprehension. It is really impossible to tell whether it is good or bad.At that time, he should have died under the thunder, but he was saved by a seal left by the old monk and sent to the realm of comprehension.

Who is the old monk?

Wen Chunxiang was troubled for a long time, saying that he was a monk, but he saw the birth, old age, sickness and death of the old monk.Let's say he is a mortal, mortals don't have such great power to save him from the sky thunder, let alone send him safely to the world of comprehension.

Ordinary people often talk about "living Buddha", maybe the old monk is that kind of person?

Wen Chunxiang shook the leaves, looked down at himself who was covered in black, and wanted to cry inexplicably.

He is obviously a white peony, but he has become a black peony.From the roots to the petals, it was so black that it couldn't be more black, even if he soaked himself in the water, it would still be black.

Wen Chunxiang wanted to try flowering, but as soon as the idea came up, a bloodthirsty desire arose in his heart.

It seemed as if he could destroy everything with just a wave of his hand.No cultivator, no comprehension world, none of them are his opponents!

This power is too weird and too fascinating.But now this power exists in his body, and after Tianlei's transformation, it becomes one with him and can no longer be separated.

Wen Chunxiang shuddered, quickly closed the leaves, and suppressed all the buds with all his strength, and became a naked black peony with only leaves and no flowers again.

The feeling just now was too strange, as if it was not me when it bloomed.

He is a majestic Flower King Peony, and it is enough to turn into a black peony, how can he even turn his own personality into a black one?

"Senior brother, look, why doesn't this black peony have any petals?" The young man had delicate features and looked very childish.He was wearing plain clothes without any pattern on his body, and he was wearing a string of bodhi seed prayer beads in his hand.

"It's common for flowers to bloom and fade. If this peony has spirituality, it will definitely focus on trimming instead of consuming spiritual energy to bloom."

The man who came in, whom he called Senior Brother, looked to be in his twenties, young and handsome, making him feel like a spring breeze.He was wearing the same clothes as this boy, looking gentle and restrained.

"Oh." The young man was stunned, "Senior brother, I heard that some elders want to recruit disciples and give them ordination and dharma titles. How many quotas can we get for outsiders like us?"

The small world they live in is withered talents, and there are very few inheritances. There are many people who want to squeeze into the sect to cultivate immortals, but the resources are limited.Even the Buddhist sect Qingjing has come up with the inner sect and the outer sect. The number of lay disciples in the outer sect is almost a hundred times that of the inner sect.As for the exercises, he only taught the most superficial Heart Sutras.There are almost no monthly cases, but one low-grade qi training pill per month will be sent away.

Now there is finally an elder who wants to accept disciples from the outer sect, but he hears that several people have already made an appointment in the inner sect.

Song Qing pondered for a while, and said, "About five people go up and down."

"Those elders have to accept twenty disciples in total, and the total number of inner disciples is only a hundred, which occupies most of the places. If they are really stronger than us, it's fine, but Senior Brother Song Qing, you have established Ji Chenggong is the only one even among the inner sect, but they..."

"Speak carefully." Song Qing stretched out his hand to stop the younger brother's next words.

The boy had no choice but to shut up angrily.

"Go back and recite the scriptures more, calm down." Song Qing patted his junior brother on the shoulder, "It's not the end of the mountain yet."

The younger brother had no choice but to go back sullenly.

Song Qing walked in front of Wen Chunxiang, and chuckled, "Just looking at the posture, it really looks like the white peony I've seen before."

"I was originally Bai Mudan." Wen Chunxiang retorted depressedly.

"Are you talking?" Song Qing heard a young man's voice, looked around, and then set his sights on Wen Chunxiang.

Unexpectedly, Wen Chunxiang was also taken aback, "Can you hear me?"

"Of course I can hear you." Song Qing nodded and said, "I thought you were just an ordinary peony, but you turned out to be a fellow Taoist. Song Qing was rude." Song Qing cupped his hands and said.

Wen Chunxiang was stunned for a while before he finally realized that his cultivation had increased a bit after the catastrophe.In addition, Song Qing is also a practitioner, so it is normal for him to be heard.

"Thank you so much for saving me." Seriously, Wen Chunxiang hadn't formally spoken to humans, and the only time it was probably only in a dream, the old monk didn't have time to say anything.

"Where." Song Qing laughed, "It's just a coincidence. Fellow Daoist didn't have many wounds at that time. Even if Song Qing didn't do anything unnecessary, I'm afraid there would be no problem."

"By the way, do you dare to ask You Gao's name?"

"I, my name is..." Wen Chunxiang hesitated for a while, not knowing what name he should say?

Do you just tell the other party that your name is Bai Mudan or...

"All the spring scenery in the world is devoted to this flower, so it is better to call it 'Chunxiang'."

The old monk's words suddenly appeared in Wen Chunxiang's mind.

Subconsciously, Wen Chunxiang blurted out, "My name is Wen Chunxiang."

Wen was the common surname of the old monk before he became a monk. He remembered that someone mentioned it once in a while.

"Good name." Song Qing said with a smile after silently reading the word Wen Chunxiang several times.

"Are you a monk?" Wen Chunxiang asked, waving a leaf.

"I haven't been ordained yet, so I can only be regarded as a Buddhist practitioner." Song Qing laughed.

"Buddhist cultivator, what is it?" Wen Chunxiang continued to ask.

"A person who cultivates Buddhism."

Wen Chunxiang paused for a while, maybe someone like the old monk can also be called a Buddhist practitioner.Although the person in front of him is not shaved or bald, he will always become a monk in the future.

Because the other party is a monk, Wen Chunxiang decided to treat him better.

With Song Qing by his side, Wen Chunxiang also learned a lot about the common sense of the cultivation world.He was probably in the big world when he was not out of the valley, and only there would be spiritual plants close to immortals.

"Song Qing, is it possible for mortals to form a seal?" One day, Wen Chunxiang couldn't help asking.

"This, it shouldn't be possible. Even if it is a Buddhist cultivator, there may not be one person who can form a seal. But there are all kinds of wonders in the world, and there are living Buddhas in the mortal world. I dare not say that." Song Qing pondered for a while, He gave a mediocre answer.

"I see."

The more he understood the common sense of the cultivation world, the less he knew what kind of person the old monk was.The power of Heavenly Tribulation, even if a Buddhist cultivator who made seals met, would have to eat a big pot, let alone just a seal given away?

"It is said that if a true Buddha and Arhat is reincarnated as a human being, even a mortal body can erupt with extraordinary power." Seeing Chunxiang's sullen look, Song Qing's mind turned quickly, and then he said a rumor that seemed true but false .

"True Buddha?" Wen Chunxiang repeated in a low voice, "Perhaps the old monk is really the reincarnation of the real Buddha."

After several conversations with Song Qing, Wen Chunxiang realized that Song Qing was just an ordinary person, and even met him in the palace.But Wen Chunxiang didn't intend to tell the other party that he was the white peony.

I think Song Qing just grew up from a child to an adult, but he changed his race.

Yes, in the view of peonies, white peony and black peony are definitely two races, completely different!

During the war, Song Qing was favored by a monk and brought to the world of comprehension.It's a pity that the monk failed and died when he tried to attack the alchemy. Song Qing then entered the Buddhist sect and became an ordinary disciple of the outer sect.

"Are you going to stay here?" Wen Chunxiang stretched out Ye Zi and patted Song Qing's shoulder.

Today's Wen Chunxiang can make his own body bigger or smaller at will, and he is no longer that delicate flower that can be picked off easily.

"After a while, ask your junior brother to make a plan." Song Qing replied seriously.

Although Song Qing looked young, he was very stable. Sometimes Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but wonder if the old monk looked like this when he was young?

It's a pity that Song Qing put that young junior in his heart, but they didn't value him as much as he imagined.

That young man was arrogant and impulsive, he didn't listen to Song Qing's consolation, instead he quit the sect under the guidance of several disciples, and went to find another way out.

"Don't be sad, this, life is divided and combined." Wen Chunxiang was afraid that Song Qing would be sad, so he couldn't help persuading.

"It's nothing. In fact, with my younger brother's temperament, I have expected it a long time ago. It's just that I wanted to wait until this period of time has passed before leaving so that it won't be so conspicuous. I don't want my younger brother to have his own ideas." Song Qing shook his head lightly, "Smell Fellow Daoist, would you like to leave with me?"

"Okay." Wen Chunxiang nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Song Qing originally wanted to say that the life outside is not very good, not as stable as being in the sect, and Wen Chunxiang is still in a vegetative state, which is even more dangerous.It's just that these worries are nothing compared to Wen Chunxiang's trust in him.

"I will do my best to protect the safety of fellow daoists." Song Qing said firmly.

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"Senior, senior?" Seeing that Chunxiang was stunned again, Xie Zhenghong couldn't help shouting.

Could it be because he cheated the senior just now, and the senior was angry?

"Don't bark." Wen Chunxiang woke up from the memory, feeling in a bad mood.

It is said that people like to recall the past when they are old. He is not old at all. Compared with Yan Qiao, a monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, he can only be regarded as a young man. He has also started to learn from those old men to recall the past?

"Little monk, how did you find out who I am?" Wen Chunxiang asked viciously.Even if it is fraud, there must be a capital of fraud first.If Xie Zhenghong hadn't said the word "Flower Demon" in one mouthful, how could Wen Chunxiang, with his self-confessed shrewdness, have let it all out in one sentence?

"Senior, although you are good at pretending, your expression will change when you are facing the finger." Xie Zhenghong thought for a while, and slowly expressed the doubts in his heart, "This is one of them."

one?

Could it be that there are other aspects of this seat that are showing their feet?

Wen Chunxiang was in a complicated mood.

Nianhua refers to this Buddhist technique sounds very beautiful, the premise is that you don't want to be that flower.

This technique comes from the story of "Nianhua Yixiao", which has been widely spread.But to the flower demons, this is simply playing hooligans in disguise.

Because of the resentment and blood in Wen Chunxiang's body, it has not bloomed for hundreds of years.

Once it blooms, the resentment and blood in his body will come out.Those grievances and blood energy were condensed from things belonging to millions of people that had been brewing for more than [-] years. They had stayed in his body for tens of thousands of years, and they were no longer what they were at the beginning.His bad luck is inseparable from these things on his body.But it was precisely because of this resentment and blood that he was able to make rapid progress, from a mortal flower to a true king of flowers.Although the Yellow Spring Flower is also a magic flower, it is not worth mentioning at all compared to the black peony tainted by resentment.

He is now trapped by the fairy rope, and his control over his body is not as strong as before.

If the flowering period arrives, no matter how difficult it is for him to suppress, then the whole Daochunzhong world will be destroyed by him.

He is already unlucky enough, and if the luck of the middle world is overwhelmed, he may not be able to clear his debts in hundreds of reincarnations.

Therefore, it is the best way to let the little monk help himself out of trouble before the flowering period.

"Secondly?" Although Wen Chunxiang was full of worries, solving the doubts in his heart was the top priority.

"Secondly, senior's understanding of spiritual grass and spiritual plants is obviously much deeper than other things. The Sun Moon Demon Emperor came not so much for the palm of the Tathagata, as for the senior. Listen to his tone, and senior Very familiar."

"It's normal." Wen Chunxiang frowned.

"Senior took out a leaf when he sent the poor monk to the setting sun world. Senior also clearly said at the beginning that almost all of your things have been sealed. That leaf must have been returned later because of the truth. When I was in the temple, senior took it from my deity." Xie Zhenghong rubbed his nose and smiled, "And, senior, didn't you notice that you have the fragrance of flowers on your body."

"Impossible." Wen Chunxiang categorically retorted, "It is impossible for me to have the fragrance of flowers on my body." His body was almost covered with thick blood and resentment, otherwise he would not have been mistaken for so many years. Humanity.

"But the poor monk did smell it." Xie Zhenghong said seriously, "Senior has a clear distinction between good and evil, and has never done anything bad. The blood on his body shouldn't be so heavy."

"You didn't know where I was when I killed people." Wen Chunxiang sneered, "In the beginning, I was really unwilling to be this demon cultivator, but in front of it, I discovered the benefits." .”

"senior……"

"Okay, little monk, hurry up and follow. Otherwise, Yan Qiao should find out." Wen Chunxiang interrupted Xie Zhenghong.

Xie Zhenghong had no choice but to hold back the words.

Although he knew that his senior was a demon cultivator who had cultivated from a flower demon, he didn't know what the species was.

It's just that whenever Xie Zhenghong thinks about what kind of flower his predecessors have, the word "peony" always comes to mind involuntarily.

Perhaps only peony, the king of flowers, can be worthy of the predecessors.

Xie Zhenghong tidied himself up a bit, then flew towards Yan Qiao's previous direction.

Although Yan Qiao told him to stay still, considering Yan Qiao's speed, it was too long.

If Yan Qiao, who is the Demon Emperor, had no choice, it would be useless for him to stay here.

Yan Qiao was holding on to a person's sleeve at the moment, and seeing Xie Zhenghong coming, there was a gleam of joy on his face, "You came just in time, help me persuade him."

"Let go." The man's whole body was surrounded by a cloak, and he didn't know what spell was cast on him, so he couldn't see his body and face clearly, and it was difficult to distinguish between men and women.The voice was very hoarse, and when I heard it, it seemed that there was a chill coming from my heart.

"Don't let go." Yan Qiao also got excited, "If you fight with me, it will definitely disturb the polar fire, you can try it."

The man was silent for a while, and let Yan Qiao pull him, neither going nor leaving.

"Master Demon Emperor." Xie Zhenghong called out, then turned his head to look at this weird man again, "Senior, you're being polite."

"...Are you a Buddhist cultivator?" The man turned to look at Xie Zhenghong and asked.

"Yes." Xie Zhenghong nodded.

"You are here for the Tathagata God's Palm." The man confirmed their purpose of coming, but did not leave in a hurry, "I have seen many people like you. Unless you can give the Tathagata God's Palm a second time." something of equal value, or I wouldn't have given it up."

"You are indeed the Great Elder!" Yan Qiao affirmed.

"I'm not the Great Elder." The strange man shook his head, "But the Great Elder gave me the second posture of the Tathagata Palm."

"Who are you, the Great Elder, are you willing to hand over the second form of the Tathagata Palm to you?" Yan Qiao chuckled, apparently not believing it.

"Creditor." The man stretched out his hand and put down the hat on the cloak, revealing a handsome and sinister face.

As soon as the cloak was put down, Yan Qiao quickly withdrew her hand as if she had touched something she shouldn't have.

"Huh?" Yan Qiao glanced at the fingers that seemed to be burnt, and without blinking her eyelids, she pulled out her entire arm without bleeding, and a thick branch grew out of the wound in an instant. After a while, it changed back to its original appearance.

And the arm that was pulled out was thrown to the ground, and it was reduced to ashes when Yan Qiao's arm grew.

"The spiritual fire between heaven and earth can also take human form. It's really amazing." Yan Qiao took a deep look at the man, and gradually became surprised at the strange objects, "Fortunately, in the world of flames, it is too difficult to enter It's too troublesome, otherwise, no one would know that a Sanxian-level character has quietly appeared in the Yanhuo World."

Different species of heaven and earth, such as spirit fire, spirit plant spirit beast, etc., the rarer it is, the more difficult it is to cultivate spiritual wisdom, and there may not be one in tens of thousands of years.But once the cultivation is completed, transforming into a human form is the cultivation base of the Transcending Tribulation Period.Just wait for the last few thunderbolts to strike, and you will be able to ascend smoothly, which can be called the beloved creature of heaven and earth.

Xie Zhenghong obediently followed behind Yan Qiao.

The power of the two transcending tribulation periods is no longer a realm that he can intervene in.

"He imprisoned me for thousands of years, and let me serve him as a spiritual fire, which helped him a lot. Now I have transformed into a human form, and my cultivation level is almost the same as his. The price of not being backlashed by me is this Tathagata God The second palm pose." The man calmly seemed not to be talking about his own business, "I am the Spiritual Fire of Purifying Bone."

The Spiritual Fire of Purifying Bone ranks third in the list of spiritual fires, and it is almost the dream of all alchemists.With such a spiritual fire, the level of alchemy can at least rise to a higher level, and it can be used as a life-saving means to protect the body.With such a spiritual fire, it's no wonder the Great Elder refused to give up easily.

There is an unwritten rule among alchemists, if the spiritual fire does not produce spiritual wisdom, it is fine, but if it produces spiritual wisdom, you cannot erase its wisdom, and you cannot use it as a spiritual fire, you must sign an equal contract.This rule was originally intended to prevent alchemists from being devoured by the spiritual fire in their hands, but it later evolved into an expression of respect for the way of heaven.It's a pity that the Great Elder was temporarily obsessed with ghosts, but instead imprisoned the Bone Purification Spirit Fire, which broke the rules.

In exchange for his life in the second form of Tathagata Divine Palm, this business is really worthwhile.

"Since you are willing to reveal your true colors, you must have already thought about what to take. Why don't you tell us so that we can think about it." Yan Qiao has no interest in the past of this fire.

"The Demon Emperor Mingjian." Jinggu Linghuo replied calmly, "I have never been in contact with the outside world since I was born in the Yanhuo Great World. I was rude to the Demon Emperor before. The second form of the Tathagata Divine Palm is useless to me. What I need is the Tathagata. The first form of the palm of God. Hearing that the first appearance of the Buddha's light can make people feel the law between heaven and earth, I am very doubtful about the existence of my own body, so I need to understand it in the first form. Allow me to engrave a copy of the first form, and I will present the second form with both hands."

To put it bluntly, Jinggu Linghuo was confused about the cause and effect of being born as a spirit fire, and he didn't experience any worldly conditions when he was used as a spirit fire to refine alchemy by the Great Elder.He came to this White Sand Realm simply because he heard that the polar fire had also gained spiritual wisdom, and he wanted to come over to see what his companion, who was also a strange fire, was thinking.

He heard Xie Zhenghong call Yan Qiao the Demon Emperor, and Yan Qiao showed his hand, so he naturally confirmed the other party's identity.

"If I can find the first form, why should I come to you for the second form?" Yan Qiao replied depressedly, glancing at the Bone Spirit Fire.

Xie Zhenghong made a wallflower on one side.

Although he has the first form of the Tathagata God's Palm, he must not say it.

I can only find another opportunity to exchange with this bone purification spirit fire in private.

Because this first form was passed down to me by my predecessors, with my senior's temperament, I guess there will be no second person in other worlds who will have this first appearance of Buddha's light.Thinking of this, Xie Zhenghong was not in a hurry.

"Then please forgive me for being rude." Jinggu Linghuo insisted that the first move would be the first move. "If the demon emperor arrives, he may be able to threaten me a little bit. With such a clone, your majesty the demon emperor It's better not to fight against me." Linghuo is the natural enemy of plants, and Yan Qiao's avatar here really can't get much advantage.

"This body is made of my branches. Mu Ting and the others can't recognize it, but you have eyesight." Yan Qiao was really surprised now.

"I don't know about the others, but the real body of the Demon Emperor is here, and I will never be burned to ashes so easily." Jinggu Linghuo is still very self-aware.As soon as he took off his cloak, he burned Yan Qiao's hand. How could this person be the real deity?

The real Sun Moon Demon Emperor's body is so huge, how could he personally take the risk to find the second form of Tathagata Palm?

"Naturally." Yan Qiao was not at all ashamed when his identity was exposed, "I'm not that guy Wen Chunxiang, who always fights for things. If he was like me, he might be the one who appeared in front of you now." gone."

Xie Zhenghong remained silent behind Yan Qiao.

Fortunately, the senior has blocked the perception at this moment.Otherwise, when the senior hears this, I am afraid that he will be angry again.

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With the first time, there will naturally be a second and third time.

As Fozi led many goblins to repel the enemies who came one after another, their reputation became bigger and bigger.

The Buddha had no choice but to put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hands, and led many goblins at the foot of the mountain to carve two formations, one Buddha and one demon.

The formation that shone with Buddha's light was to prevent these little monsters who could not calm down from going out, while the formation full of magic energy was to prevent other Taoist monks from entering.

The mountain where they are located is not small, and the formation is specially enlarged, which is enough for these goblins to live here.If they moved, with their numbers and demonic aura, they might be caught by the Taoist monks who heard the news before they had walked out of the two-mile enemy.

Moreover, it is uncertain whether these goblins will have a second heart to collude with outsiders.

Although Fozi's actions were not supported by some goblins, it was even more impossible for them to give up this paradise and go out.In addition, most goblins still like to live a quiet life, so they agreed half-heartedly.

That hard bone was hard to crack, and it didn't come out again. Gradually, the Taoist monks lost their patience.

There are still so many demons and ghosts who are causing harm to the common people are still wandering outside, they can no longer afford to waste the time and energy to deal with them.

The Buddha gathered these goblins and started his daily preaching career.

If you want them to live a good life, you have to get rid of the evil spirit on them.

If you want to get rid of evil spirits, you need to recite more scriptures.

Since then, this mountain has ushered in a life of studying Buddhism that makes people feel miserable.