The first Buddha in history

Song Qing laughed outside the door for a long time, then adjusted his clothes and went out to find water and towels, and wiped off the flowers he raised when he came back later.

Xie Zhenghong carefully looked at the man in front of him, and found that the man was only a foundation builder, and he had some superficial Buddhist skills, probably it was Buddhist skills.

It's just that this person looks a little kind.

Xie Zhenghong thought about it, but still couldn't come up with a reason.It can only be attributed to the similarity of people.After all, this is the world of memories of the seniors, at least thousands of years ago.Thousands of years ago, he didn't know where he was, so how could he have seen people so many years ago?

But even so, Xie Zhenghong still couldn't get rid of the weirdness in his heart.

This room was clearly the same as the one he stayed in before.

People are similar, but rooms cannot be similar to this degree.

If it is possible, Xie Zhenghong would like to go out with this man, but unfortunately what he entered is the memory of the senior, and the places he can walk are limited to the place where the senior himself is.

Anyway, there are so many doubts, and now I don’t have to worry about one more.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhenghong had no choice but to stay in the room, quietly looking at the black peony in the flowerpot.

On Wen Chunxiang's leaves there are many characters and paintings written with a brush, thanks to the monk's good eyesight, otherwise the black brush characters written on the pure black leaves would really not be able to see anything.

Is this the old man from before?

Xie Zhenghong carefully looked at this pot of black peonies from top to bottom, and finally came to the conclusion that the senior didn't seem to have changed much in these years.Such an ignorant senior Chunxiang...

Hahaha.

No wonder the seniors are always reluctant to mention their past.Perhaps in the eyes of the seniors, being domesticated is the second priority. The key is that when he was domesticated, he did so many ridiculous things. I am afraid that the latter is the black history that he has been unwilling to mention.

Xie Zhenghong looked at this pot of little black peonies with great interest, making the leaves grow bigger and longer and poking them out of the window to absorb more of the essence of the sun and the moon.But this speed is really too slow, the moonlight that Wen Chunxiang can absorb is still limited, and Song Qing doesn't know where to go to fetch water.After much deliberation, Wen Chunxiang felt that it was better to be self-reliant.

So Xie Zhenghong watched in amazement as the senior slowly stood up from the flowerpot, brushed the soil off the roots, jumped out of the flowerpot, and slid down the window.

Outside the room is a small yard.

There are many spirit grasses and spirit flowers growing in the yard.But each of them looked sleepy, obviously lacking in aura.

Xie Zhenghong arrived here with Wen Chunxiang, and wanted to distinguish the appearance and origin of these flowers, but unfortunately he could only vaguely see the shape.But thinking about it is also true, it is impossible for the senior to remember all these flowers and plants clearly.

Xie Zhenghong smiled, and suddenly seeing these spirit flowers and grasses were immediately swept aside, and were forced to place them in the corner of the small courtyard.And the one with the best position was occupied by Wen Chunxiang.

"From now on, this is my territory. You are not allowed to come here if you have nothing to do. You can only come here after I finish training, understand?" Wen Chunxiang's slightly immature voice sounded, and the two big leaves around him kept digging holes on the ground, After digging about ten meters, Wen Chunxiang patted the leaves, and jumped down towards the pit, taking root safely.

As for those spiritual plants and flowers that he bullied...

Sorry, as long as they are not intelligent, they cannot be regarded as companions.

This courtyard is so small, it can only absorb so much sun and moon essence.Wen Chunxiang won't give in at all, at least he has left a small corner for them, they won't die even if they are in poor condition.

Wen Chunxiang triumphantly passed his addiction to the king, and then slowly calmed down and began to practice exercises.

Xie Zhenghong watched Wen Chunxiang's actions from beginning to end, with a deeper smile on his face.

Even so, the appearance of senior is very cute.

When Song Qing came back with a bucket of water, he saw the empty flowerpot at first sight.However, before he could panic, Wen Chunxiang's voice came from the yard, "...where did you go to fetch water?"

There were some complaints in the voice, as well as some imperceptible concerns.

Song Qing smiled lightly, and came to the yard with the bucket in hand, and saw the peony fluttering in the wind, which looked extraordinarily lively under the night sky.

Compared with being in a flower pot, such a feeling of freedom and spaciousness is what the little peony needs.

"If you like it, it's fine if you don't live in a flowerpot." Song Qing came to Wen Chunxiang with water, took out a handkerchief from his bosom, carefully dipped some water in it, and wiped Wen Chunxiang carefully. Said Ye Zi, who had written all over Xiang.

"Huh?" Wen Chunxiang stretched out the leaf, obediently asked Song Qing to wipe it for him, "Do you mean that I can move freely in this yard?"

"I don't have anyone coming here anyway." Song Qing nodded with a smile, "It's just that occasionally someone may pass by here, you must be careful, don't let you find out that you are enlightened. Otherwise, you can only He was taken away, dried and dismembered to refine alchemy." Song Qing ordered with a stern face.

He was not threatening Wen Chunxiang.

In a remote place like theirs, let alone a spiritual plant with spiritual intelligence, even something with a slightly better appearance can cause many disputes.He, Song Qing, is just a little foundation building monk now, how can he protect the little peony he raised?

"I understand." Wen Chunxiang replied, "I will live in a flower pot obediently, but don't put me on the window, where I can't shine the moonlight."

"No need, I'll get a small flower garden here later and plant some other ordinary flowers and plants, so that you won't be conspicuous." Song Qing said with a smile.

"How could it be?" Wen Chunxiang's doubtful voice came, "I am the peony of the king of flowers. Even if there are a lot of flowers, I must be the most conspicuous one."

"Yes, yes, yes." Song Qing quickly affirmed, "No matter where you are, you are the most conspicuous one."

"You answered too perfunctorily." Wen Chunxiang said reluctantly, "Or do you like Bai Mudan better?"

"Er...er..." Song Qing thought of the white peony he had seen when he was young, and he hesitated a little.

"asshole!"

"Wait, the ink on your leaves hasn't been washed off, don't hit me with it."

……

Xie Zhenghong was floating in mid-air, watching Wen Chunxiang and the man fighting with each other below, with an inexplicable look on his face.

Maybe it was because he had never seen a senior get so close to someone other than himself before, or maybe he still had some lingering doubts about the man in front of him... No matter what the reason was, Xie Zhenghong knew that his heart was racing so fast just now. There was a wave of anger.

There was no reason for this anger.

Xie Zhenghong wanted to suppress it, but when he saw the scene below, he didn't want to suppress it that much.

Is it because he has an exclusive desire for his senior?

When did this feeling start?Maybe it was the sudden double cultivation, or maybe it was when he just signed the contract with senior, or maybe it was earlier, when he was lost at the intersection and only that person stopped to lift him up.

"Amitabha." Xie Zhenghong flew down from the sky, sat quietly beside Wen Chunxiang and this man, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to recite the scriptures sentence by sentence.

Xie Zhenghong never saw that Song Qing, who had been arguing with Wen Chunxiang beside him, seemed to realize something, and cast a glance in Xie Zhenghong's direction.

Song Qing quickly looked away, and continued to comfort Wen Chunxiang.

"When I went to fetch water, I met an elder who was releasing animals by the cold pond. He talked to me a few words and asked me to go to his cave to listen to his lectures in a few days." Song Qing finally heard the news Chunxiang calmed down, and then told her what happened before, "If it weren't for that, I wouldn't waste so much time."

"Huh? So you have successfully apprenticed?" Wen Chunxiang asked directly when he heard Song Qing talking about business, so he stopped fighting.

"I don't know, maybe it's just a test." Song Qing shook his head, "I have never seen that elder, nor have I heard his name in the door, but I can feel that his aura is extraordinary. If Being able to get a few pointers from him is enough for me to benefit from it."

"Then you go quickly." Wen Chunxiang beckoned, even though he seldom came to the cultivation world before, he had seen many legendary stories in the mortal world, and he knew the meaning of human beings to the four words of apprenticeship and learning. value.When he followed the old monk before, I don't know how many people came to the old monk's door and stood there for several days, just to have a word or two with the old monk.

"Can……"

"You don't want to be such a mother-in-law." Wen Chunxiang pulled a leaf over, "If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult for you to get such a good opportunity again in the future. I probably have another one or two hundred years before I can succeed. Transformation, but you are only building a foundation now, can you live until my transformation?"

Song Qing was immediately speechless when Wen Chunxiang said this.

He thought about it on the spot, and finally nodded in agreement.

"Then you have to take good care of yourself." After finishing speaking, Song Qing quickly put all the spirit stones on his body in front of Wen Chunxiang.He didn't have any storage rings on him, and even the storage bag was a defective product that couldn't hold much.The dozen or so low-grade spirit stones on his body are already all his belongings.

"I don't need these things." Wen Chunxiang pushed the spirit stone to him, "I just need to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon."

... This aura is not enough for him to plug his teeth, more or less is fine.

"Something is better than nothing." Song Qing touched Wen Chunxiang's leaves gently, "You practice obediently here, and I'll be back in a few months at most."

"I understand, I understand, don't be so wordy." Wen Chunxiang said indifferently.

Although he can't take form now, his voice is still like a child's.

But in terms of living age, I am afraid it is several dozen times that of Song Qing.

It's one thing for him to play around with Song Qing, but if someone dares to trick him, he doesn't mind letting people know why Hua'er is so popular!

"Yeah." Song Qing nodded with a smile.

scene change.

Xie Zhenghong opened his eyes and saw that the sky above was white and dark, dark and white again.

Wen Chunxiang draws a mark on the ground every day.

Now there are hundreds of marks on the ground.

Xie Zhenghong counted a little, and there are 360 ​​in total.

In other words, the monk named Song Qing hadn't come back for almost a year.

"Did something happen to Song Qing?" Wen Chunxiang muttered to himself.He wanted to go out to look for Song Qing several times, but he has not recovered from his injuries, and he can't transform into a phantom of spiritual consciousness to go out to look for it, and he only knows who Song Qing will go to look for, but where did he go Wen Chun Xiang didn't know at all.

One month, two months, three months, half a year has passed.

Song Qing has no news.

The dozen or so spirit stones had lost any aura and looked no different from ordinary stones, but Wen Chunxiang still didn't throw them away.

Wen Chunxiang was in a hurry, the whole flower looked sickly, more decadent than the flowers and plants he drove to the corner.

"Senior, don't worry." Xie Zhenghong couldn't help persuading.

Even though he knew that it was impossible for the senior to hear what he said, he still tried to persuade him.

Wen Chunxiang is not in human form at this moment, and Xie Zhenghong can also imagine how restless his senior is at this moment.

For the current seniors, perhaps the cultivator who raised him is as important as himself.

Perhaps Xie Zhenghong's prayer had an effect, or maybe Wen Chunxiang himself didn't really want to recall such a process.

Soon, Song Qing came back.

"Song Qing, you..." Wen Chunxiang saw that familiar figure approaching, and was about to pounce on it happily, but before he could say a few words, his voice stopped abruptly.

Xie Zhenghong also cast his gaze over there, almost feeling a sense of astonishment in his heart.

Without him, Song Qing's appearance at the moment was five or six points the same as the monk in green in his memory.

The previous Song Qing was just an ordinary monk in the [-]th or [-]th century, and the foundation of the foundation was not very solid, and the whole person seemed full of vigor and vitality.Even though he has a calm and stable personality, few people can associate him with Buddha Cultivation at a glance.

But now it's different.

At this moment, Song Qing changed into a monk's robe, with Buddhist beads around his neck and hands.

The complexion is white, the face is gentle, and the temperament is cold, which is obviously the appearance that can only be obtained after the sewage and dirt are re-exhausted.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Song Qing showed a little smile and looked at Wen Chunxiang with a smile.

Wen Chunxiang took back all the branches and leaves on his body.

"Sorry." Song Qing thought the other party was angry, and lowered his head slightly, "I didn't expect it would take so long, but the elder helped me build the foundation again. I wanted to ask someone to send me a message, but I was worried that it would be exposed. your business."

"I know." Wen Chunxiang shook his head, "For monks, time is sometimes difficult to manage, and you can rebuild the foundation, which will only benefit you in the future. I am too happy for you, how can I be angry ?”

"Then why are you..." Song Qing looked down at himself, "Now I have worshiped the elder as my teacher, so I changed my clothes into a monk's robe. Soon, the elder will shave me and give me a dharma name. If you don't I like the cassock I'm wearing, and I'll change it right away."

"No." Wen Chunxiang replied quickly, "I...I just think that you look a bit like someone I knew before."

"Huh? Is it the old monk you mentioned before?" Song Qing thought for a while and couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Wen Chunxiang nodded affirmatively, "When I saw you, I was thinking that if the old monk was young back then, he should have looked like you. I saw you coming over just now, and I couldn't react."

"Probably we Buddhist disciples are all pretty much the same." Song Qing walked over, bent down and hugged Wen Chunxiang, "I told my master that I raised a pot of black peonies, which I brought from the mortal world. The seeds grow out. Later we can go to the cave that Master prepared for me, and you can practice faster."

Wen Chunxiang agreed with nothing to do.

"Then we won't come here anymore?"

"If you like, you can come later."

Song Qing flew away with Wen Chunxiang in his arms, and Xie Zhenghong followed closely behind them.

The scene changed several times.

If there is no change in the predecessors, then the changes in Song Qing are somewhat obvious.

Song Qing seems to be a natural buddhist cultivator.

No matter what Buddhist scriptures or spells, he can learn them instantly.

Xie Zhenghong is often praised by Wen Chunxiang as a genius, but the speed of Song Qing practice is not bad at all.

No, maybe not yet.

The place where Song and Qing practiced was a barren small world, but Xie Zhenghong's starting point was at least the middle world.

But Song Qing did not shave and practice as smoothly as he imagined.

A war broke out between his sect and other sects, and Song Qing's master also died in this war to protect the sect.This small sect without any name quickly disappeared, and Song Qing also changed from the most anticipated disciple in a sect to a casual cultivator.

And Song Qing's emotional ups and downs became more and more flat.

He sees things more thoroughly and is more willing to be kind to others, but his emotions seem to have been actively eliminated by him.In addition to being able to see a bit of popularity when facing Wen Chunxiang, in other respects, he is more like a Buddha who is heartless and desireless.

Soon, Song Qing experienced all kinds of adventures. In just a few decades, he condensed golden pills, shattered pills into babies, and transformed into gods out of the body.Soon he was promoted to the Great World and became the registered disciple of an elder in a Buddhist sect.

This kind of aptitude, even in the heyday of cultivation when there are so many monsters, is enough to be valued.

It's just that the Buddhist elders didn't shave him in order to test Song Qing again.

And Wen Chunxiang's injury is almost healed.

In other words, he is about to take shape smoothly.

"Song Qing, wait for me for a few decades, and I will be able to transform into a form to see you." Wen Chunxiang's avatar is no longer immature, and has a little youthful and bright quality.A phantom with the appearance of a teenager flashed from time to time behind Hei Mudan, and the outline of a human figure could barely be seen.

"Does it take decades?" Song Qing frowned slightly.

"I don't know about this." Wen Chunxiang hesitated for a while. He had failed to transform once before. Recently, as his injury recovered, he faintly felt that there was another force in his body ready to move.

"Chunxiang... Have you found that you have some trouble practicing recently?" Song Qing thought for a while before asking.

Xie Zhenghong also looked at Wen Chunxiang intently.

He also found out.

Senior's devilish energy has become more and more concentrated lately. On the contrary, Wen Chunxiang's pure spiritual power has been continuously eroded by the devilish energy, and his cultivation speed has also become slower and slower.Even though Xie Zhenghong knew that the seniors in the later period would fall into the evil way, seeing Wen Chunxiang like this now, he couldn't help but worry about him.

"Yeah, I found it." Wen Chunxiang lowered his head, "Song Qing, did I tell you about my previous failure in transforming?"

Song Qing and Xie Zhenghong were surprised together.

"Have you ever failed in shapeshifting?"

Xie Zhenghong remembered the joke that Yan Qiao once said, saying that the senior had failed to transform himself several times.

"Well, more than once." Wen Chunxiang nodded and said, "The first time I wanted to transform, I used my cultivation to save the old monk, but unfortunately when I recovered, he was already old and dead. After the old monk passed away, he gave me his ashes and relics, and I quickly recovered from my injuries. The second time was more unlucky. When I transformed into a human form, it happened to be a century of wars in the world, and it was cloudy and cloudy. When the sun was cloudy, the place I chose happened to be a place of great evil. When I transformed, I accidentally absorbed the resentment and blood energy of the world as spiritual energy, and changed from a white peony to a black peony. Now the Those devilish energy are probably the devilish energy accumulated before."

Song Qing and Xie Zhenghong pondered together.

Generally speaking, the transformation of monsters is no less than human babies.

Once you fail, there is almost no chance to start all over again.

But Wen Chunxiang's experience was different. He failed twice, one voluntary and one accidental.

Now this is the third time.

But the devilish energy in his body was just around the corner, and there was a scene of resurgence.

"You have too much demon energy, even if you succeed in transforming, you will only be a demon cultivator." Song Qing smiled wryly, "Among the records I know, there has never been a similar situation like yours. "

"There's nothing wrong with cultivating demons, right?" Wen Chunxiang said pretending to be disdainful, "Anyway, cultivating immortals and cultivating demons is all about cultivating truth?"

"Naturally it's different." Song Qing patted Wen Chunxiang's head and said, "The devilish energy in your body is not a simple thing, it is a combination of the right time, place, and people. It has been lurking in your body for many years. I'm afraid I won't let you go so easily." Throughout the ages, have there been few monks who have lost their sanity due to the erosion of demon energy?

"Because of the devilish energy in your body, I read the jade slips circulating on the market and found a way to seal the devilish energy in you. It's just that this technique is still a bit incomplete, and I should deduce it a little bit more. , but..." But Wen Chunxiang's transformation is imminent, even if he wants to deduce it, it will be too late.

"Then try." Wen Chunxiang said decisively, "Anyway, there is no other way now."

"Okay, okay." Song Qing thought about it for a while, and decided to take a risk, "But Chunxiang, it's not safe to do so. You still have some marks left by that old man on your body. The seal of Taoism and Buddha has suppressed these evil spirits for you. With the help of this remaining seal, I will reshape the foundation of Buddhism and Taoism for you, and the dual cultivation of Buddha and demons may be able to keep you safe."

"Can this be done?" Wen Chunxiang asked suspiciously, "Will this do any harm to you?"

"I'm already a cultivator at the transformation stage, and it's nothing to reshape the foundation of Buddhism for you." Song Qingyun replied with a light smile, "It's you, if you continue to shirk like this, I'm afraid you will be confused by the devilish energy." Sanity. Do you want to fail a third time?"

Wen Chunxiang looked at Song Qing's affirmative face and nodded.

Xie Zhenghong looked at the indifferent Song Qing, and heaved a long sigh.

He was just deceiving Senior Chunxiang who didn't know much about cultivation common sense.

How can it be so easy to shape the foundation of Buddhism and Taoism for a demon-ridden monk?

But Xie Zhenghong also knew that the senior had been practicing the method of demon cultivation, but now he was forced to switch to demon cultivation.If the foundation of Buddhism and Taoism cannot be laid down and the three are balanced, the possibility of senior dying in this catastrophe of transformation is almost [-]%.

Just as Xie Zhenghong expected.

Wen Chunxiang succeeded in reshaping the foundation of Buddhism and Taoism, but Song and Qing also fell from the cultivation level of the Transformation God Stage to the Yuanying Stage.

After Wen Chunxiang came out of the transformation retreat, he found that there was a peacock beside Song Qing.

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The Buddha lingered in the Tang Dynasty for a long time, and listened to all the Dharma conferences held by Tang Seng, and then said goodbye to Tang Seng and others, and went back to Tiangong to report on his work.

It is said to be a debriefing, but in fact there is no important thing for him to do.The only thing the Buddha did in the heavenly court was probably to chat with all kinds of gods.

Hundreds of years have passed without knowing it, and a grand event finally ushered in the calm heavenly court.

In a short time, the flat peaches that blossom once in 1000 years and ripen in 1000 years will mature. Although they are not the big flat peaches that are harvested once in 1000 years, it is still a happy event.The last peach event was turned upside down by Monkey King, and now it is about to start again. This time, the Queen Mother never dared not invite Monkey King.But who to invite is another troublesome matter.

This back and forth, the little bit of friendship between Buddha and Sun Wukong leaked out somehow.The Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor thought together that the newly appointed Tiger Immortal was honest and looked after his duty, so if he asked Sun Wukong to invite him, he would not be troubled by Monkey King.Originally, this Buddha was not qualified to sit at the banquet of the Pantao Festival, but as long as he invited Monkey King, he would be given an extra pantao.

Buddha laughed, he wasn't very interested in that flat peach, but thinking that it was because of this flat peach that Sun Wukong made such a big fuss many years ago, this time he had to ask for it in order not to repeat the same mistakes.Moreover, he had heard of the beautiful name of Huaguo Mountain for a long time, so he could stop by to have a look.

Sun Wukong was naturally named Dou Conquer Buddha, so he devoted himself to taking care of his disciples and grandchildren in Huaguo Mountain. Not to mention, there are a few people who have roots of wisdom, but they have learned a lot of skills, and now they can also transform into human form. He made suggestions, and another one who was very powerful even went to the mortal world and came back a champion.Sun Wukong was so happy, he felt that the next Monkey King would be chosen among these few apprentices.

"My lord, my lord, a fairy came and said he wanted to find you." A few little monkeys jumped up and down in front of Monkey King and said.

"Immortal?" Sun Wukong rolled his eyes, could it be the old man Taibai Jinxing?