The first Buddha in history

"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Wen?" Xie Zhenghong couldn't help asking.

Wenhua's face at this moment is simply too melancholy, even if he explodes his Nascent Soul in the next moment, it may be possible.

"Isn't it because of Zen Master Xie?" Wen Hua sighed, and led Xie Zhenghong to the highest room on the top floor.

After Xie Zhenghong saw him enter the room, he took out various arrays and arranged all the wing rooms, as if to completely remodel the wing room.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, what are you..." Before Xie Zhenghong could finish his question, Wen Hua stopped him with his hand.

Wenhua finally got it done, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Xie Zhenghong depressedly, "Zhan Master Xie, don't you know who you killed before?"

Of course Xie Zhenghong knew, but he couldn't say it.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, please speak clearly." Xie Zhenghong said puzzledly, "The poor monk has no grievances or enmity with him. If he hadn't had the trump card in his hand, I'm afraid it would be now..." Xie Zhenghong smiled wryly, but Wenhua was already able to learn from him. Many things can be seen in the expression.

"The master of the transformation stage you killed was a disciple of Sanxian. There are several senior brothers and sisters above him, and a junior sword cultivator below him. Fortunately, he came here alone, otherwise..." Otherwise, I'm afraid even he, who is watching on the side, will not end well.

Xie Zhenghong frowned when he heard the words, "But the situation was critical at that time, if the poor monk didn't use his hole cards, he would have been decapitated by now."

"How can those powerful people care so much?" Wen Hua thought for a while, with a look of disgust on his face, "They went to the Tianji Pavilion to find news about you, but I blocked them for the time being. Fortunately, the death of Yan Xing and the strange voice Even if Shi Xi'er is dead, the Yingui sect is obliged to do so. Thank you, Fellow Daoist, if there is nothing wrong, it might be better to leave this world first."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wen, for your help." Xie Zhenghong thanked.

"Our Tianji Pavilion owes you something, and besides, heh, it's less than a hundred years before the next thunder calamity for that one-robbed Sanxian. Even if they want to be crazy, it won't be long before our Tianji Pavilion is afraid. Him?" Wen Hua glanced at Xie Zhenghong and said.

Xie Zhenghong seemed to be thinking about something.

Wen Hua went on to say, "Thank you Zen master, it is better for a good man to leave this world before he suffers immediate losses."

"I'm afraid they will also expect this, there must be someone waiting for the formation to leave this world." Xie Zhenghong shook his head and said, "These people have all come to the world of Daochun, they have important things to do, and it won't take too long to deal with the poor monk. Be considerate. It may be safer to stay here."

"It makes some sense." Wen Hua asked tentatively, thoughtfully, "Chan Master Xie, would you like to go to the Huayan Sect to avoid it for a while?"

"Ok?"

Seeing that Xie Zhenghong was puzzled, Wen Hua pretended to return inadvertently, "Although Yinzhen Temple has fallen, the Buddhist sects in the world belong to one family. In addition, Zen Master Xie attended the Buddha's Birthday Conference and is a disciple of Zen Master Prajna. , Huayanzong will also protect you well. Although that Sanxian is powerful, the Faxiangzong behind Huayanzong is one of the five great Buddhist sects. Let alone a single Sanxian, even if there are three or five. Same as Sanxian, there are overlaps in connections, but it's not good to bless you, Zen Master."

Xie Zhenghong shook his head depressingly, "Others don't know, don't fellow Daoists Wen know? There is almost no connection between the poor monk and Yinzhen Temple. Although they had some intersections when they were young, they were away with Abbot Huizheng all the year round. At that time, they were busy studying. Literacy, even the most basic method of drawing qi into the body. Abbot Huizheng originally wanted to wait until the end of the war to send the poor monk to guard the disciples of Yinzhen Temple, but later... what the poor monk is learning now is not the "Guanyin" of Yinzhen Temple. "Illustration", cause and effect have long been resolved. It is just that I can't bear to see Abbot Huizheng's relics wandering outside, so I want to collect them. As for the Huayan sect, although they didn't care about what happened back then, after all, it was the poor monk who caused the disaster. The rare Buddha's birthday The meeting was disturbed by the poor monk, how could the poor monk ask for protection in front of his face?"

"This...it seems that I am reckless." Wen Hua said quickly, "It's just that I just came back to this world not long ago, and the news I learned is limited, so I just said this. Please don't mind the Zen Master."

"Where." Xie Zhenghong shook his head, "There are twists and turns here, it is difficult for outsiders to distinguish, and it is normal to have misunderstandings. In addition, the poor monk does have some secrets that are inconvenient to disclose, so in the eyes of others, they will think that the poor monk has the truth. Inheritance of the temple." Speaking of this, Xie Zhenghong sighed long, "The poor monk is not afraid of offending anyone when he says this. If there is such a great inheritance secret treasure, how could it be reduced to such a point."

"The Zen master is right." Wen Hua smiled, "Since the Zen master has a plan in mind, it is inconvenient for me to talk too much."

Xie Zhenghong agreed with a wry smile.

Seeing Xie Zhenghong's excellent singing and writing performance, Wen Chunxiang almost wanted to applaud him.

This is watertight!

This boy named Wenhua wanted to get something out of the little monk's mouth, and it was almost as difficult as reaching the sky.

"By the way, the poor monk also has some things to ask. I don't know how to sell the news of Tianji Pavilion?" Xie Zhenghong suddenly asked as if he remembered something.

"Just ask Zen Master if you have anything to say." Wen Hua waved his hand.

"No, it's better to calculate according to the daily price of Tianji Pavilion." Xie Zhenghong said solemnly, "The poor monk is not someone who is greedy for cheap."

Wen Chunxiang twitched the corners of his mouth, he was sure that the little monk was thinking that this kind of thing that can be solved with Lingshi should not use human feelings.Otherwise, it is not beautiful to owe back and forth.After all, you really can't expect much bottom line for an organization that operates news like this.If you talk too fast, you might get your secret out and sell it to others at a high price in the blink of an eye.

"The news of Tianji Pavilion is divided into three types, ordinary, special and top-secret. Ordinary information is limited to some monks' whereabouts and birth information, etc.; special information includes the opening time of some secret realms, level keys, and some things unknown to monks; as for Top-secret information, even if someone wants to buy it, we dare not sell it at will." Wen Hua said roughly, "The authority of my subordinate is only special, if there is any news about Zen Master, I am afraid it will take time. Check. Generally speaking, the value of ordinary information is less than 100 top-grade spirit stones, and the value of special ones ranges from [-] to [-] million. Top-secret information can no longer be measured by spirit stones, and can only be exchanged at our Tianji Pavilion headquarters."

"The poor monk wants to know the whereabouts of Abbot Huizheng's last relic, and the whereabouts of some of the poor monk's friends back then."

Wenhua made some calculations, "That's easy to say. The news about the relics is priced at [-] high-grade spirit stones. The cultivation bases of Zen Master Xie's friends are only between Yuanying's consummation and the out-of-body. One piece of news is worth [-] high-grade spirit stones. One thousand five hundred top-quality spirit stones. I will give Master Xie a discount, and three thousand top-quality spirit stones will be enough."

Xie Zhenghong took out a storage bag, separated out [-] top-grade spirit stones, and pushed them to Wenhua's side.

"Abbot Huizheng's last relic is now in the hands of Demon Buddha Huijing in the Valley of Ten Thousand Devils."

"Huijing?" Xie Zhenghong felt that the name was a little strange.

"Many years ago, Huijing used to be a disciple of Yinzhen Temple and a senior brother of Abbot Huizheng. Later, he was punished by Yinzhen Temple for breaking the precept of killing. He was haunted by demons for a while, killed several senior brothers and broke through the door. Now he is a The magic Buddha with perfect orifices. The relic is in his hand, and he even has the "Guanyin Tulu" of Yinzhen Temple. He burned a copy of "Guanyin Tulu" before he fell into the magic way. ", and later I got the second volume when I traveled abroad. Although it is said to be a demon Buddha in the out-of-body stage, his cultivation level is no worse than that in the stage of transforming gods." Wenhua took a look at Xie Zhenghong, his face was a little strange, "And Some of them are my own guesses, I wonder if Chan Master Xie is willing to listen?"

"I would like to hear the details." Xie Zhenghong nodded.

"I heard that before Abbot Huizheng participated in the siege of Wenchunxiang, he wanted to find this former senior brother to make another copy of the "Guanyin Tulu", but he couldn't do it. It was because Abbot Huizheng didn't Whether to go or not was rejected, and there has been no clear statement. I prefer that the two of them met, after all, their relationship was good back then. Later, Abbot Huizheng passed away, and Huijing just happened to pass by and snatched a relic He just left without helping Yinzhen Temple. Thinking about it, he still has some resentment towards Yinzhen Temple."

Wenhua said this more because he wanted to arouse Xie Zhenghong's memories of what happened back then.

Because of those unspeakable powers of Sanxian, the whole world is looking for Wen Chunxiang.And the only ones who saw Wen Chunxiang in the end were the deceased Abbot Huizheng and Yu Yao.Yu Yao was protected by Gui Yuanzong, and there was a powerful shadow behind him, so they didn't dare to act rashly.But Yinzhen Temple is a good place to start.The memories of the monks in Yinzhen Temple have been scanned several times by those great powers, but nothing is found.The last person who might know is naturally only Xie Zhenghong, who was taken away by Huizheng before and who has made rapid progress in cultivation.

Xie Zhenghong said that he had nothing to do with Yinzhen Temple, and Wenhua believed it.

But it is hard to believe that Xie Zhenghong didn't know what happened to Huizheng and Wen Chunxiang back then.Maybe Huizheng said something back then, but Xie Zhenghong himself forgot.After all, Xie Zhenghong was young back then, and the soul search method also had its limitations, and it could only find the things that the monk remembered most.It is naturally impossible to find things that the monks themselves have forgotten.

Although Wenhua appreciates Xie Zhenghong's reluctance to be an enemy of him, a businessman still has to look like a businessman.

If Wen Chunxiang could know a little bit of news, the Tianji Pavilion branch of their Daochun Middle World would definitely be able to advance to the headquarters, and the time he stayed in Daochun Middle World could also be shortened.

Accustomed to the aura of resources in the big world, Wenhua is really not satisfied with the things in Daochun's middle world.

But for Xie Zhenghong, the appearance of Huijing is a key to solve his puzzle.

He is very clear about Huizheng's personality. Using himself as a seal to set another seal under the binding rope to expose the existence of the senior, Huizheng can't do such a trick at all.Moreover, the senior said that he himself was a little confused back then, and couldn't remember some things clearly.

If only Huizheng and Yu Yao were alone, it would be impossible to do such a thing.

However, what if they were excluded from what happened back then, and there was another force involved?

Wen Chunxiang quickly thought of what Xie Zhenghong thought of.

"Little monk, it seems that there are quite a few people plotting against me. That Huijing is very suspicious." Wen Chunxiang's sarcasm flashed across his face, "It's just right that those old immortals have sent people down. Yu Yao probably won't be able to hold on for long, just fish in troubled waters. Wait for me to come out, hehe."

Xie Zhenghong nodded silently.

"Let's say thank you Zen master, your friend. Li and Guang are now practicing in Ningyi Xianzong in Xingping Great World. There are old people from Guiyuanzong in Xianzong, and there is still no shortage of resources and skills. The future is boundless. Practicing in the Fa Xiangzong of the Great World, it seems that he is preparing to participate in a Buddhist Dharma conference. Fellow Daoist Shen Potian seems to be traveling abroad in the Immortal Sect of Swinging Swords in the Mingming Great World. Fellow Taoist Fulu Wushuang, Qi Yongyuan, worshiped a master of Fulu as his Teacher, now he is traveling around and has no fixed residence. Fellow Taoist Zhu Ning did not join the master sect, but went to listen to the master of Yushan formation. Another gift for friendship. I heard that the magic cultivator Geng Yifeng was not very lucky, and he fell into the snow for some reason The sand world is missing."

Xie Zhenghong heard that several of his friends had their own opportunities, and he was sincerely happy for them.But when I heard the words "Xuesha Great World", I couldn't help but pause.This name sounds elegant, but it is actually called the "Blood Fiend World", because there is Demon Emperor Ji Xie in this big world.It's just that the word Xuesha is too unlucky, so it was changed to "snow sand".

Although Geng Yifeng was born as a demon cultivator in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, with his talent, he can do well in any sect of demon cultivators no matter which world he goes to. There is really no need to go to the world of snow and sand to train.

"It seems that he didn't go there in the first place. He was tricked by someone by accident and fled there." Wen Hua shrugged and said, "We people in Tianji Pavilion dare not go there, so we have heard about him. I don't know."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wen, for letting me know." Xie Zhenghong and Geng Yifeng didn't have much contact with each other, and he will inevitably confront Ji Xie in the future, and maybe he can ask about it.

"You're welcome." The Wenhua spirit stone was put away, "Both the money and the goods are paid, that's what it should be. But if Zen Master Xie wants to know the situation of the brothers and sisters of the ancestor Yan Xing, I can contact the headquarters to ask. "

Xie Zhenghong shook his head, "No need, what should come will always come."

"It's good that Zen Master Xie can see it openly." Wen Hua said with a smile, "As long as you don't confront them head-on, I think it's okay to avoid them with Zen Master Xie's strength and luck. As long as you survive these decades, They won't spend any more time looking for you, Zen master."

Xie Zhenghong nodded in agreement.

"There are still many important matters in the Tianji Pavilion. I was ordered by my master to come here to apologize to the Zen master on behalf of the Tianji Pavilion. Now that the mission is over, I can almost go back. Here, I wish the Zen master to get on the road as soon as possible." Wen Huawan He made a bow at the waist.

"Amitabha." Xie Zhenghong returned.

After Wenhua left, Xie Zhenghong was relieved.

He had a good discussion with Wen Chunxiang, and he decided that it would be better to go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons to look for Huijing first, at least to get Abbot Huizheng's last relic first.

Wen Chunxiang said, "The karma between that unclean bald donkey and Yinzhen Temple is greater than yours. It doesn't make sense that you are suspected, little monk, but that bald donkey is practicing in peace and stability. His share, heh, since the water is already muddy enough, I don't mind muddying him up a little more."

Xie Zhenghong naturally had no objection to Wen Chunxiang's words, so after paying the bill and leaving, he planned to visit the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

As soon as he walked out of the restaurant, he saw a group of monks rushing towards Xie Zhenghong excitedly, each holding a magic weapon, "You are that bitch's concubine? Return our things to us!"

Wen Chunxiang: ... Huh?

The author has something to say:

Rescue the Sleepy Beauty·Senior is officially on the agenda.

I try to write as compactly as possible, otherwise I may not be able to rescue the seniors before the Chinese New Year, OJZ.

I think I'm going to start writing some emotional scenes, seriously.

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In the academy, the six arts of a gentleman are all things that must be learned.

Those students who were scolded by the Buddha went back and thought about it, and realized that they were scolded, how could they not be angry?Immediately decided to show the Buddha some color the next day.

Helplessly, the master loves the Buddha very much, and pity him for being weak. The lectures are all closest to the master. They finally entered the college to study, so naturally they dare not do anything to the Buddha.Within two days, the academy's first exam was ushered in.

These students gathered together and challenged Buddha to see who could get the most points in the next exam, and whoever lost would be responsible for copying the books they had to memorize from beginning to end.

In addition to the Four Books and Five Classics, the textbooks taught in the college at that time also included various arithmetic and travel notes, striving to cultivate all-round talents. The total number of books to memorize was almost as tall as one person.

Fozi thought about it, and agreed in front of the whole class.

These students are not stupid. They may not be able to compare the rituals and books to this young butcher who is a juren, but they are very confident when it comes to counting, music, archery, and fighting.It is not easy for a butcher to study and read. Does he still have the money and time to learn the other four?Take the butcher's small body as an example, can he get on a horse and drive a cart?They have won!

Unfortunately, what they don't know is that you can't be too rigid.