The first Buddha in history

When Xie Zhenghong arrived at the cave, he saw Wen Chunxiang sitting on the cold jade table with a calm face reading a book, as if he hadn't reacted at all to Xie Zhenghong's departure.

But Xie Zhenghong himself knows that there are often endless waves hidden under the calm surface.The more understatement the senior behaved, the more angry he was.

Regarding his behavior of leaving, Xie Zhenghong also felt that he was a little reckless.It was even more unexpected that the senior would wake up so quickly, causing such an embarrassing situation.

But no matter how embarrassing the situation is, it still needs to be resolved.

"Senior, you're awake." Xie Zhenghong subconsciously showed a smiling face, pretending that nothing happened and leaning forward.

"It's just a few pots of spiritual wine." Wen Chunxiang replied casually without even moving his eyelids, "Could it be possible that I can be like those low-level monks, drinking a few sips of spiritual wine and sleeping for three to five years?" Is it?"

"Seniors are huge." Xie Zhenghong praised sincerely.

Naturally, Wen Chunxiang didn't like Xie Zhenghong's tricks, and looked at Xie Zhenghong with a smile and said, "Where did you go just now? I haven't seen you since I woke up. But I also thought that you might have some urgent matters to ask." Do it, so I dare not disturb you."

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Xie Zhenghong paused in his heart, with a nonchalant expression on his face, "Senior, what are you talking about? Senior, but I have orders, and the young monk obeys them all. Because the young monk was afraid of disturbing the senior's sleep, he went out to have a look, and didn't want to delay for a while. , this is a bit late, please forgive me, senior."

"Oh?" Wen Chunxiang put the book on the left side, and looked at Xie Zhenghong with a half-smile, "It turns out that you still have this kind of filial piety, little monk, which is really good. In this way, I should thank you."

"Don't dare to take it." Xie Zhenghong shook his head slowly, "It's rare for seniors to get drunk, so I don't dare to disturb you. Just when I was going out, I received a message from an old friend, so I stopped by to have a look." Xie Zhenghong's expression remained unchanged, "Senior When the little monk's kindness is as heavy as a mountain, no matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful."

"It's good that you have this kind of heart. What are you doing standing, just sit down." Wen Chunxiang pointed casually.

Xie Zhenghong thanked him softly, and was about to sit down towards the place Wen Chunxiang pointed out, but found that he couldn't bend down no matter what.Whenever he had the thought of sitting down, there seemed to be something in his waist that lifted him up, and he couldn't sit down at all.

Who else would use such a strange spell besides seniors?

"Why don't you sit down?" Wen Chunxiang looked at Xie Zhenghong amusedly, his expression gradually changed, "Are you looking down on me?"

Xie Zhenghong sighed slightly in his heart, deliberately lowered his voice, and shouted softly, "Senior Chunxiang, I know I was wrong."

Xie Zhenghong's voice tended to be clear and atmospheric, and at this moment he deliberately shouted in a soft voice, which was rare to make people a little dazed.

But to Wen Chunxiang, the words "Senior Chunxiang" made him feel even more at a loss.

When others called him, it was either the Demon Emperor or the Demon Emperor, or even his first and last name, and it was rare for a single person to call him out.

Isn't the name of the person just to be called by others?

When Xie Zhenghong yelled, Wen Chunxiang almost thought he was calling someone else.

Wen Chunxiang stood up with a "teng", and even Xie Zhenghong's apology was completely thrown aside, "Who...who made you shout like that?"

Xie Zhenghong pretended to be puzzled, and asked back, "Senior Chunxiang, you don't seem to object to the little monk's shouting?"

"You...you..." Wen Chunxiang was speechless for a while, he did not object, but Xie Zhenghong never yelled that before, so how could he specifically ask him not to yell like that!

"Senior, do you mind?" Xie Zhenghong lowered his head, looking a little disappointed, "Many monks in the great world of Xieyang can be called the seniors of the poor monks, and they must be called seniors when they go out. It's just that if they are called like this, to the seniors You seem to be too disrespectful. That's why I thought of adding a name to distinguish."

Is it respect to add a name?

Wen Chunxiang originally wanted Xie Zhenghong to stop yelling like that, but when Xie Zhenghong said that, what else would he say?

Doesn't it seem that he has a guilty conscience if he stops after everyone shouts out?

With Xie Zhenghong's "pre-emptive attack", it is difficult for Wen Chunxiang to accept the move.

He is quite satisfied with the name "Wen Chunxiang", otherwise, if he had directly used the flower name "White Peony" as his name back then, it would not have been Kyushu Demon Emperor Wen Chunxiang, but Kyushu Demon Emperor White Peony!Once this name is spoken, won't everyone know that he is a flower demon cultivated by Bai Mudan?After gradually knowing the meaning of the name in human culture, Wen Chunxiang is still very grateful to the old monk for choosing this name for him.

It's just that this name is a bit bad, leaving the surname aside, Chunxiang Chunxiang, it sounds the same as "Chunxiang".

When she was raised by her family in the mortal world, Wen Chunxiang heard many maidservants call her by this name. Although it might be a different word, it still sounds weird.

...Why does the more I think about it, the weirder it becomes?

"As you please." Wen Chunxiang detoured into a dead end by himself, and simply followed Xie Zhenghong.

"Senior, don't worry. When you are outside, the monk will pay attention to addressing you." Xie Zhenghong looked at Wen Chunxiang's distressed and confused look, and couldn't help feeling a little funny.It is also thanks to the senior's appearance and cultivation that he can bluff people, otherwise he might be easily deceived by such a temperament.

"En." Seeing Xie Zhenghong taking the initiative to take a step back, Wen Chunxiang nodded in satisfaction.

Wait, how did you get to this?

"Who did you go to see just now?" Wen Chunxiang hurriedly brought the topic back, and asked with a frown, "And what you said just now is that you know your mistake?"

"The one I went to see was Daoist Li Heguang just now." Xie Zhenghong said truthfully, "He is in this great world of Xingping, so I went to see him. As for knowing the mistake, the little monk should be wrong because he didn't inform him now. Senior, let senior worry about the little monk for no reason, please forgive me."

"I am not worried about you." Wen Chunxiang replied.

The Da Neng in Xingping Great World can be counted on two hands, and one of them was killed by Wen Chunxiang just now.Although the fight between him and those loose immortals ended quickly, the aura was not small, and most monks in the tribulation period could feel it.

Under such circumstances, let alone come out on purpose to attract the attention of others.But any monk who cherishes a little feather and does not want to make more troubles will not approach the fighting field at this time, so as not to be misunderstood.

If these powerful people don't come out, which of the other monks can pose a threat to Xie Zhenghong?

"Li and Guang?" Wen Chunxiang tilted his head and thought for a while, "You should be talking about the first place in the Tiandan list back then, right? Why, is he still alive?"

"Senior, he is still alive and well." Xie Zhenghong was a little dumbfounded.

"This seat is just praising him. To be able to live in the big world until now is considered very capable." Wen Chunxiang waved his hand.

Xie Zhenghong thought to himself, this is indeed in line with senior's temperament.

When seniors want to praise others, they never express it simply and directly.

"Presumably you have also discovered that the middle world is different from the big world. The monks who died in the middle world can only be regarded as minor troubles. In the big world, countless monks die every day, and many sects are established. Or disappear, you have to learn to get used to it." Wen Chunxiang said in the tone of someone who has experienced it, "Especially in the setting sun world, this time you go back, you have to follow me to meet the other demon emperors and demon venerables. Although you have seen Yan Qiao, it is not his real body. Every time this guy comes out, he uses his avatar, so he can abandon it at any time, and the main body will not leave his place easily."

Wen Chunxiang had his own plans for Xie Zhenghong's development in his heart.

Now that the little monk is like this, his cultivation level can no longer be concealed, and those troublesome loose immortals have been cleaned up by himself, and the rest is naturally to show off.Didn't those Buddhist cultivators say that they trained Xie Zhenghong to embarrass them?Since they all said so, wouldn't they be wronged in vain if they didn't do it?

Although Wen Chunxiang cared about Xie Zhenghong very much, he didn't have the idea of ​​loving the house and black people. Apart from Xie Zhenghong, the bald donkeys who practice Buddhism are still very annoying.Not to mention those young Buddhist monks who have united to exclude his family.

Just kidding, the little monk is so capable, those Buddhist bald donkeys combined are not half as useful as Xie Zhenghong, they can only play tricks, don't show any color, I really think he is easy to bully!

As a Buddhist cultivator, instead of reciting sutras and worshiping Buddha properly, instead of learning how those noisy ducks can only quack, it deserves that the sect of Buddhist cultivators has fewer and fewer disciples who can see it.

As for those demon cultivators, it's time for them to experience their original feelings.

Think about it, such a powerful Buddhist cultivator was cultivated by himself. Don't those demon emperors often show off their subordinates and disciples in front of him, who loves to be alone all the time?Among them, even if they are talked about as disciples and confidantes, is there any one who has the ability of a little monk?

Of course, putting aside this point of showing off, the main thing is to consider Xie Zhenghong's future.

Now the little monk's reputation is too great.

Almost all over the world, Xie Zhenghong can be said to be outstanding, such a person must have been imprinted in the eyes of those who care about him early.When I was in the Daochun Middle World, many people doubted Xie Zhenghong's identity as the reincarnation of the Buddha Dao Dao. There will be more and more people with the identity of Xie Zhenghong.If there were so few people who wanted to wipe out Xie Zhenghong in advance, it would be impossible for Wen Chunxiang to take Xie Zhenghong with him every step of the way, and if something happened, it would be too late for regrets.

What's more, the little monk still has that damn good luck fragrance on his body, and there is still a karmic relationship with the demon emperor Ji Xie of the snow-sand world.

Dealing with Ji Xie is much more difficult than rescuing him.

Wen Chunxiang couldn't guarantee whether Ji Xie paid attention to Xie Zhenghong's matter, and even more wondered whether the matter planned by those Sanxians was someone's handwriting?His past experience was deliberately hidden by him, and it was impossible for ordinary people to find out.It was thousands of years ago that Song Qing helped him cross the catastrophe. The cultivator had changed many batches long ago. How could he be dug out by Fairy Jiayu?

It's a pity that I was bewitched by the demonic energy at that time, and directly absorbed the Nascent Soul of those people, and their sanity disappeared completely, leaving only a little bit of remnant that is nothing to worry about.

Wen Chunxiang secretly regretted that he hadn't developed his power for fear of trouble.Compared to Ji Xie, who controls a large world and countless small and medium worlds, being the Demon Emperor himself is indeed a bit cold.

Or should he take the little monk with him first and walk around in front of the Demon Emperor and Demon Venerable, to let them all know how much he attaches to Xie Zhenghong, so that if he wants to make a move in the future, he must first consider whether he can offend him?

Wen Chunxiang looked at Xie Zhenghong, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Xie Zhenghong was lucky.

Among the nine demon emperors, only myself would be so patient and enduring to help him calculate and solve his troubles.

Otherwise, people like the little monk might be strangled to death by those old monsters before they grow up.

"Senior, please take your troubles." Xie Zhenghong said suddenly.

"You think too much, I'm more than enough to protect you." Wen Chunxiang didn't think it was strange to be seen through by Xie Zhenghong, "I won't let you do it in the future, just do it less."

Xie Zhenghong smiled, but did not answer directly.

Seeing him like this, Wen Chunxiang couldn't hold it back. He strode up to him, pinched his hands, and pulled Xie Zhenghong's face to the sides, "Little monk, you will not touch you just because of this seat. You can try other Demon Emperors!"

"Pre... Senior..."

"Don't be wordy." Wen Chunxiang ravaged Xie Zhenghong's face bitterly, barely calming down the anger in his heart.

The little monk looked gentle, but he was stubborn.

If he wants to do something, he doesn't care what you do or say.

How can it be so firm?

Xie Zhenghong's ears felt a little hot. Although he and his seniors often stayed together for a while before, this was the first time that they had such close contact.

Of course, Xie Zhenghong didn't know that when he entered someone else's dream, he had already been bullied by Wen Chunxiang many times.

"Let's let you go." Wen Chunxiang said, why was he angry with such a young monk as Xie Zhenghong?

Think about how old the other party is, not enough for him to grow a leaf.

As a magnanimous and caring senior, one should take good care of him and make Xie Zhenghong admire him even more.

"Little monk, do you think this seat looks good?" Wen Chunxiang suddenly stretched out his hand and asked Xie Zhenghong's chin.

When the peonies are in full bloom, wealth is overwhelming, and the country is beautiful and fragrant.

But Wen Chunxiang deliberately took advantage of his race, remembering how Xie Zhenghong looked at him in a daze before, deliberately restrained his momentum, and smiled even brighter.

Xie Zhenghong inevitably stayed for a while.

But he reacted quickly.

"Senior is naturally good-looking." Xie Zhenghong looked at Wen Chunxiang firmly, and whispered softly, "Only peonies are really beautiful, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom."

Wen Chunxiang's expression suddenly changed.

"You...how did you know?" Wen Chunxiang let go of his hand, and when he realized that he had let go of Xie Zhenghong, he quickly pulled Xie Zhenghong in again, almost touching the tip of Xie Zhenghong's nose, and said through gritted teeth, "Did that bastard Yan Qiao say of?"

Seeing Wen Chunxiang approaching in front of him, Xie Zhenghong slowly moved his eyes away, "Senior, the peony fragrance on your body is quite strong."

Wen Chunxiang hated secretly, how could he forget this?

The little monk was born with wisdom and succeeded in making seals, so ordinary illusions would not have much effect on him, not to mention that I made a contract with him, how could I hide the fragrance of flowers from him?

A hundred secrets and one sparseness are nothing more than that.

I am afraid that the little monk already knew his identity a long time ago, but he just kept silent.

"Do you dare to laugh?" Wen Chunxiang glared at Xie Zhenghong unwillingly and said angrily.

"Senior's words are serious." Xie Zhenghong was finally let go by Wen Chunxiang, and naturally he would not do such a thing that made Wen Chunxiang angry, "There is nothing ridiculous about this matter."

"Of course you think so." Seeing Xie Zhenghong's appearance, Wen Chunxiang simply smashed the jar, "As a monster cultivated from spiritual plants, who wouldn't want to be a pine and cypress tree?" Even if it's a flower, it shouldn't be A peony that has been commented and appreciated by countless mortals.

In the eyes of the world, peony is only regarded as a symbol of "wealth, honor and auspiciousness".

"You are a Buddhist practitioner, shouldn't you love mandala or lotus?" Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but added.

"They are not as good-looking as peonies." Xie Zhenghong excused without thinking, "I like them very much."

"Then what color do you like?" Wen Chunxiang couldn't help asking.

I regretted it just after asking.

Wait, what color does the little monk like have anything to do with him?

Xie Zhenghong smiled, and two peonies, one black and one white, suddenly appeared in his memory, and he blurted out, "I only love black and white."

"Hmph, that's all you have." Wen Chunxiang turned his head, so that Xie Zhenghong could not see his slightly smug expression.

After Xie Zhenghong left, Li Heguang sighed and prepared to get up and leave.He still needs a lot of training, and it is serious to practice the sword well.

"Stay safe."

Suddenly a figure abruptly appeared in front of Li Heguang, and said with a smile.

"It's you?" Li Heguang looked at Geng Yifeng who suddenly appeared, and couldn't help feeling a little strange, "Didn't you go back to the Snow Sand World?"

Geng Yifeng flicked his sleeves and said with a smile, "Having walked halfway, I suddenly wanted to drink. I saw the storage ring and realized that the wine was all gone, so I came here to ask you how much wine I gave you before. , can you give me a few altars?"

Li and Guang couldn't help but feel a little funny when they heard it.Is the gift that was just given out going to be taken back in a blink of an eye?

However, he and Geng Yifeng have known each other for many years, and now they are scattered in different worlds, instead of the pressure of the sect in Dao Chunzhong World, they can chat more freely.

"It's not a coincidence that you came here. I just sent away Fellow Daoist Xie." Li Heguang shook his head and said, "The wine is very helpful to us monks, so I gave him some."

"Oh? He caused you to return to Yuanzong's sect for a hundred years, don't you hate him?" Geng Yifeng asked casually.

"It's just a hundred-year-old sect, and it's really nothing." Li Heguang sighed slightly, "Our Guiyuanzong's atmosphere in recent years has been a bit too impetuous, and it is also a good thing to take this opportunity to practice and train disciples. As for Fellow Daoist Xie, the cause and effect with us Gui Yuanzong has long been broken. In your eyes, am I this kind of person who doesn't know right from wrong?"

"It seems that you have fought with him once." Geng Yifeng affirmed.

"Not bad!" Li Heguang's eyes brightened instantly, "The reputation is well-deserved! I have seen some Buddhist cultivators in the sect, but there is almost no comparison with Xie Zhenghong." Without the resource constraints of the world in Daochun, Xie Zhenghong left The way is wider than theirs.

"This is also a good thing." Geng Yifeng echoed, "With his jewels in front of us, we will not be arrogant."

Li and Guang acquiesced to Geng Yifeng's answer.

"By the way, what's the name of the spirit wine you gave me?" Li Heguang asked Geng Yifeng as he took out several jars of spirit wine.

"Hundred Flower Wine." Geng Yifeng returned.

"Hundred Flower Wine?" Li Heguang was a little surprised, "But it doesn't smell like flowers at all."

Geng Yifeng smiled without saying a word.

Wen Chunxiang wanted to drink again.

The feeling of being drunk is actually not bad. It's a pity that I didn't see the little monk after waking up after being drunk for the first time. It's very simple to make up for it. Just get drunk again.

More still depressed.

Although the little monk spoke nicely, when he thought that Xie Zhenghong had discovered his body that had been hidden for a long time, but Xie Zhenghong kept pretending not to know, Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but want to beat someone up.

But at present, his aura has not been digested, so it is better to rest here for a while.

If he couldn't beat Xie Zhenghong, he had to drink to relieve his boredom.

Xie Zhenghong took out the wine that Li and Guang had given him.

"Senior, this is the spirit wine given to the little monk by Daoist Li. It tastes mellow and sweet, and it is better than the wine from Lei's family before." Xie Zhenghong took a small altar and pushed it in front of Wen Chunxiang.

"He also gave you wine?" Wen Chunxiang sounded a little strange, "Shouldn't he hate you?"

"The little monk fought with Fellow Daoist Li." Xie Zhenghong replied, "Your Daoist Li is an upright person. Since he asked the poor monk to fight, he wanted to write it off. Thanks to the mercy of the seniors. , there is this room for maneuver.”

"It's okay, although that Maomin kid is a bit annoying, but he's okay with you, I'm not a person who doesn't discriminate between right and wrong." Wen Chunxiang accepted Xie Zhenghong's thanks frankly, "It's just that it is necessary to guard against others, little monk. Don’t take anyone as a good person.”

"Senior said yes." Xie Zhenghong nodded, ready to reach out to take the jar of wine back.

"Wait, I haven't drunk it yet!" Wen Chunxiang slapped Xie Zhenghong's hand away, "If it's not good, you can throw it away."

The little monk said it was good, so it must be good.

He believed that Xie Zhenghong still had this bit of taste.

Xie Zhenghong had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

"Well, good boy." Wen Chunxiang said happily.

"By the way, nothing happened when I was drunk." Wen Chunxiang raised the wine jar and asked.

"It's...not bad." Xie Zhenghong replied with a guilty conscience, remembering what his senior said when he was drunk and the records he had made.

What does it mean that there are flowers that cannot bloom?

"It's weird." Wen Chunxiang muttered, put the wine jar to his mouth, and took a big gulp.

Xie Zhenghong also took a sip, "Senior, what do you think of this wine?"

There was a sound of a wine jar falling to the ground from the opposite side.

"This... is this Baihua wine?" Wen Chunxiang covered his mouth, his face turned red, "Little monk, you... how do you have this kind of wine?"

The second monk Xie Zhenghong was puzzled, "Senior, is this Baihua wine?"

Adding spirit flowers to wine seems to be a common way of making wine.

Wen Chunxiang's face turned red strangely.

Xie Zhenghong finally realized something was wrong, and hurried to Wen Chunxiang's side, "Senior...Senior?"

Wen Chunxiang's face turned red, he held Xie Zhenghong's shoulder, and couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood for a moment.

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"Your Highness, the Emperor invites you in." The old eunuch wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and whispered.

The crown prince was already a prestigious adult man, when he heard the old eunuch's words, his eyes turned red.

The emperor was very kind to him, the crown prince, and made proper arrangements for the other brothers and sisters, and there was almost nothing he needed to do.Such a good father and emperor is naturally respected by the prince.

However, when the prince entered, his eyes couldn't help but widen, "Tai... Taifu? No, it should be Master Yingwu."

The little champion master back then is now an old and prestigious master.

Buddha put his palms together towards the prince and said, "I have seen His Royal Highness the prince."

"Master, no courtesy, no courtesy."

The prince was also afraid of such a master back then, and later the other party became the prince and tutor for a time.

However, after the adoptive parents of the Buddha passed away one by one, the Buddha, who was only [-] years old, immediately resigned from office and became a monk in the temple, which shocked the jaws of the civil and military officials of the whole court.

This is the position of Prince Taifu, Emperor Teacher, if you don't want it, you don't want it.

Fame and fortune are close at hand, but this person doesn't care at all.

But the strange thing is that the emperor at that time had no intention of stopping it.

It wasn't until later that the prince couldn't help asking in private that he realized that his father had regretted it for a long time.

As early as that Master Huijue saw the Buddha, the Buddha already had the idea of ​​wanting to be a monk.It's just because my parents are still alive and I don't want to break their hearts, that's all I've been wasting until now.

"The thing I regret the most in my life is that I shouldn't have let you see that old monk." The dying emperor leaned against the head of the bed and couldn't help but say.

Fozi smiled, "Your Majesty is serious."

The emperor shook his head and looked at the prince, "Come here, I will tell you a few words."

The Buddha retreated knowingly.

The next day, the emperor drove the crane back to the west, and the new emperor succeeded to the throne.

The first imperial decree issued by the new emperor after ascending the throne was to confer Master Yingwu as the current imperial teacher.

Since then, the weather has been smooth and the treasury has been filled.

Known as ZTE in history.