The first Buddha in history

Wen Chunxiang didn't say a word.

He stared closely at the young man in front of him, trying to find some disharmony in him.

The boy let him watch, as if he wasn't afraid of anything.

"Why, Wen Chunxiang, don't you believe it's me? Or do you think I can't live so long?" The young man said softly as if he had read through Wen Chunxiang's thoughts.

Wen Chunxiang supported Xie Zhenghong with one hand, apparently acquiescing to his statement.

"Xing Kaichang, you made such a big battle, it's not for reminiscing with me."

"Of course not. I've wanted to see you for a long time, but I just haven't been able to find a chance." Xing Kaichang shook his head, with a leisurely expression on his face, "Your whereabouts are uncertain, and you used to always do things regardless, really It's too dangerous. But it's different now, Wen Chunxiang, you have concerns and weaknesses, so I came out to see you."

"Sounds good." Wen Chunxiang laughed sarcastically, "Are you for me, or for my little monk?"

"It's all." Xing Kaichang thought for a while in distress, "I have studied the art of luck for so many years, and you are the person with the lowest luck I have ever seen, but you have ascended to the position of Demon Emperor all the way. When luck was extremely weak, I met another person with great luck. Thanks to you, otherwise I might not have found someone with such great luck as Xie Zhenghong."

Wen Chunxiang's face was so dark that water could almost drip out.

He is not stupid, seeing Xing Kaichang coming out now, he naturally understands all the things that he didn't understand before.

Knowing that his body is a peony flower, there are not many at all.Knowing that he failed to ascend and survived, there are not many people.

Ever since it was rumored that he had the secret method of crossing the catastrophe, there has been a person behind him who has been constantly pushing for those monks who are threatened by the catastrophe to come and deal with him.The later Baihuajiu, and the current competition were almost all based on Wen Chunxiang's way of thinking.Since Xing Kaichang is not dead, it is only natural for him to know these things.

Back then Xing Kaichang and Song Qing rescued him together, not long after, Xing Kaichang went to another school, and although he had contact with Song Qing several times later, the relationship between them was not very good, Wen Chun Xiang naturally threw such a person out of the sky.Who would have imagined that the little monk who couldn't even enter the Buddhist gate would become such a monk who is neither human nor ghost?

"It turns out that you have lived until now with the help of luck." Wen Chunxiang sneered, "But even so, how long can you live? Do you think that with your body, Dare to threaten this seat?"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Chunxiang's hand was already stretched out in front of Xing Kaichang, and the Buddha's light flashed in the palm of his hand, and he was about to pat Xing Kaichang.

"Don't you want to know the whereabouts of your brother's bones?"

Wen Chunxiang put his hand on Xing Kaichang's body and stopped abruptly.

"What did you say?"

"I said, don't you want to know the whereabouts of your brother's bones?" Xing Kaichang seemed to like Wen Chunxiang's expression very much at the moment, and couldn't help but take a second look, "Give me the little monk next to you, I promise How about taking the incense of luck in his body and his luck without hurting his life?"

Seeing Xing Kaichang's finger pointing at him, Xie Zhenghong turned his head to look at Wen Chunxiang in front of him.

"Cough cough." Xie Zhenghong coughed twice, and seemed to be much calmer.The elixir refined by Jinghuo is quite effective, but it will take some time to get rid of the remaining toxins.

"Senior, don't be confused by him." Xie Zhenghong advised in a low voice.He didn't know what kind of connection there was between this person in front of him and Senior Chunxiang, but from the appearance, he might not be a good person.

"Wen Chunxiang, you have to think about it." Xing Kaichang sighed, with some regret on his face, "You will never be so naive as to think that senior brother rescued you from the catastrophe without any price pay?"

Wen Chunxiang's expression remained unchanged, "Do you think you can fool me by saying these words?"

"But you didn't continue to fight." Xing Kaichang laughed, "Wen Chunxiang, haven't you really thought about it? Whether my senior brother really ascended or died, do you not think about it or dare not think about it."

"He has successfully survived the catastrophe." Wen Chunxiang clenched his fists tightly, and the words he said carried a hint of difficulty.

Song Qing has successfully passed the catastrophe, and he can ascend smoothly only when the gods and Buddhas come out to meet him. How could he die?

Even if you have to pay the price, it shouldn't be so serious!

"Indeed, you don't need to pay such a high price just to save a monk. But, Wen Chunxiang, you..." Xing Kaichang shook his head funny, "Actually, I'm more surprised than you that you can survive till now. Ordinary A common peony flower, even if it is cultivated into a demon, can live for hundreds of years in the mortal world. But don't you know how long you have lived?"

"Over the past ten thousand years, I have heard from you from time to time." Xing Kaichang brushed off the corner of his clothes, and his face softened a lot, "At that time, I was thinking, why would an ordinary peony bloom? With this kind of luck, the speed of cultivation is so fast? Until later, I searched all over the mortal country where you are, and after continuous divination and calculation, I finally discovered a secret."

"Heh, what secrets can I have?"

"I can't calculate things that are too detailed." Xing Kaichang said slowly, "I only calculated that you should have died young, in other words, you should have died under the transformation. But I don't know what happened to you. Thanks to your luck, someone has prevented many disasters for you and extended your fate."

Wen Chunxiang was startled when he heard the words, the person Xing Kaichang said should be the old monk.

When he was still Bai Mudan, he spent a lot of effort to save the old monk, and it was only when he opened up again that he found out that the old monk had given him both the relic and the ashes.That's why he can recover so quickly, and his strength has soared in just 20 years.

"Since that person blocked the catastrophe for you, your own life has been cut off. Your extra life is given to you by others. Haha, a peony flower that should have died, his luck is naturally Almost nothing. But when your life was cut off, you met my senior brother again. You were picked up by him and carefully planted by him. You got his luck and started to live again. Wen Chunxiang, Wen Chun Xiang, your luck is really strange, there will always be someone to help you when you are at the end of your life. Unlike me, I can only rely on myself, and I have to fight for it by myself after so many years." Xing Kaichang said, feeling a little self-pitying Standing up, he gestured to wipe the corners of his eyes, but there was not a single tear.

"It's a pity that I didn't understand the magic of luck back then, so I left senior brother early, but you took advantage of me instead." A trace of jealousy flashed in Xing Kaichang's eyes, "If I hadn't left back then, I would have been angry with senior brother." Fortunately, how did I end up in this situation?"

"Ha." Wen Chunxiang was almost amused by Xing Kaichang's words.

"Hey, little monk, look, if this person gets into the horns, it is really an eye-opener. If you don't work hard and have no ability, you have to blame others for not protecting him? Although one person can ascend to heaven, he is considered to be a Taoist." , the chicken is still a chicken. Are you right, little monk?" Wen Chunxiang flew to Xie Zhenghong again and asked with a smile.

Xie Zhenghong held Wen Chunxiang's hand instead, "As long as senior says, it is correct."

"The little monk understands the truth." Wen Chunxiang pinched Xie Zhenghong's face, turned to look at Xing Kaichang, "Look, my little monk understands the truth, but you don't."

"Wen Chunxiang, you don't feel complacent." Xing Kaichang thought to himself, but he still squeezed out a smile on his face, "This statement is certainly biased, but what I said is not wrong. Wen Chunxiang, Back then, you were suffering from the evil energy in your body. If it wasn’t for my senior brother who often recited scriptures for you, channeled the evil energy for you, and hid you in the Buddhist gate, suppressing you with the help of Buddhist luck, do you think you would be able to live in peace and stability until now? "

"Wen Chunxiang, there are only three things."

"The first time, you had noble people to help you and escaped death; the second time, you met your senior brother and got his light; During the calamity, what I met was the most powerful Ninety-Nine Heavens Tribulation. The Dao of Heaven will destroy you and the demonic energy in you. If Senior Brother doesn’t save you, you won’t even have the chance to be reincarnated!” Xing Kaichang He sternly said, "Later, senior brother asked the master to make a false ascension, just because he was afraid of your sadness. He suffered the five declines of heaven and man and died, and his bones are still in my hands. Do you have the heart to let him be crushed by me like this? "

"To shut up!"

Wen Chunxiang said viciously.

"Senior, don't trust him." Xie Zhenghong squeezed Wen Chunxiang's hand and said.

"Wen Chunxiang, give me the person next to you." Xing Kaichang lowered his voice, "I saved you back then, right? You give me Xie Zhenghong, and I promise not to hurt him. At most, the cultivation base will drop in the future, and the speed of cultivation will slow down a bit. In this way, won't he spend more time with you?"

Xing Kaichang looked at Xie Zhenghong, with salivation in his eyes.

In fact, in his heart, he was still grateful to Wen Chunxiang.

Over the years, he has absorbed a lot of luck from the so-called heaven's favored ones, but those things can only barely keep him in the shape of a skeleton.He turned into a young man at this moment, just to arouse that little memory in Wen Chunxiang's heart.

The technique of seizing luck sounds mysterious, but it is not difficult to operate in practice.

Xing Kaichang's aptitude was not good back then, even in that unnamed sect, he only lived under the protection of Song Qing.Therefore, when other sects started to accept disciples, he left Song Qing soon to find his own path.

Unfortunately, after leaving Song Qing, his luck began to take a turn for the worse.

He doesn't have any good aptitude, and his temperament can't be said to be top-notch. Even if he enters the sect, he can only be the lowest kind of disciple.On the contrary, shortly after he left, he heard that his senior brother Song Qing had been accepted as a disciple by an elder, and now he had a bright future.Xing Kaichang cheekily went to see Song Qing again, although Song Qing treated him as usual, but Xing Kaichang knew that there was a layer of separation between them after all.

His senior brother Song Qing seems cold, but in fact he is quite affectionate.

As soon as Xing Kaichang left, Song Qing began to carefully cultivate the black peony he picked up.

Xing Kaichang remembered that Song Qing told him a long time ago that when Song Qing was a five or six-year-old mortal child, he once followed his parents in the imperial garden and saw a white peony raised by His Majesty the Emperor. It is better than countless spiritual flowers in the cultivation world.The posture of the white peony has always remained in Song Qing's mind, lingering, becoming one of the few memories in childhood.

And the black peony that I picked up later was no worse than the white peony in appearance.

Xing Kaichang betrayed his master again, joined the magic way, and became a magic cultivator.

Moxiu's skills can be practiced much faster than immortal skills.

Even with Xing Kaichang's aptitude and disposition, as long as he let go, he can achieve rapid results.

In other words, Xing Kaichang's disposition was originally born for the demon cultivator.

For his practice, he can do anything.

In addition, his head is not bad, and he didn't suffer from dealing with those demon cultivators, and it seemed to be going smoothly for a while.Until one day, he heard that the sect of his senior brother Song Qing had fallen, and Song Qing had been favored by a sect in the big world, and had already left here.

Before Xing Kaichang had time to rejoice that he left early, he was stunned by the news that Song Qing was going to the big world.

He seemed to be unable to keep up with his senior brother.

By the time Xing Kaichang managed to make a living in the magic world, and got a copy of "The Illustrated Record of Seizing Luck" by accident, Song Qing was already a top Buddhist monk in the big world, and he was only one step away from ascension. away.

When Xing Kaichang learned "Daoyun Tulu" for the first time, he counted Song Qing's luck, not his own.

For this reason, Xing Kaichang's cultivation base dropped several levels, and he lay in the cave for more than ten years before recovering.

The prosperity of Song Qing's luck is not something he can simply calculate.

Only then did Xing Kaichang realize what he had missed.

On the contrary, Wen Chunxiang, who was with Song Qing, began to gradually improve his luck.

The devilish energy in his body began to stabilize, and even if he devoured some magicians, he was almost undetected.Such a demon grew up quietly under the protection of Song Qing without any blows.

It is completely different from the situation where Xing Kaichang was chased like a lost dog.

In the ten thousand years since then, Xing Kaichang has never calculated anyone with the same luck as Song Qing.

It's not that there is no such thing in this world, but that Xing Kaichang couldn't figure it out.

If this kind of person born in response to fate has nothing to do with him, it is impossible for people to find him easily.Xing Kaichang was able to count Song Qing's luck back then, but it was only because of some connections.But once Song Qing died, the cause and effect of this life would be cut off. Even if Xing Kaichang wanted to look for it, he couldn't find it.And the sons of luck he captured later were just a little more powerful than ordinary people.

Just like that, Xing Kaichang suddenly thought of Wen Chunxiang again.

This black peony is a grown-up magic cultivator.

Wen Chunxiang should have died long ago, his luck was the lowest Xing Kaichang had ever seen.But he happened to meet two people with extremely strong luck.

One is two, and two is three.

As long as he keeps staring at Wen Chunxiang, maybe Wen Chunxiang will meet a third person with great luck.

Unfortunately, since Song Qing rescued Wen Chunxiang from the catastrophe, Wen Chunxiang's whereabouts have been elusive, and it is really difficult to find his traces.After Wen Chunxiang finally became one of the nine great demon emperors, Xing Kaichang felt at ease.

But Xing Kaichang had the final say, Wen Chunxiang's luck under the blessing of Song and Qing hadn't been exhausted yet.

In other words, it is unlikely that Wen Chunxiang will meet a third nobleman who will change his luck before the end of his life.

For this reason, Xing Kaichang had to release various news, hoping to use the power of other people to drive Wen Chunxiang to a desperate place.If such a noble person appeared to help Wen Chunxiang, he would take away this person's luck. If he didn't show up, the black peony could die, which would be considered a solution to his many years of knots.

Why did he have to work so hard to stay alive? Wen Chunxiang didn't do anything but someone came to save him with his life?

Senior brother Song Qingming was about to ascend to the top, and he was free from life, old age, sickness and death, but why did he give up so much for Wen Chunxiang?

If Song Qing and Wen Chunxiang were a pair of Taoists, he would recognize it.

but not.

There may be ambiguity between Song Qing and Wen Chunxiang.But between the two of them, it may not be enough to say that there is any feeling of Taoist couple.

After all, his senior brother, Song Qing, has a firm heart, and it is impossible for him to change half of it for such a flower demon.

Xing Kaichang's strategy was a success.

Wen Chunxiang was trapped in Yinzhen Temple for 20 years and never met any noble people.As long as he survives until he blooms and can't stand the demonic energy, and destroys most of Daochun's world, then Heavenly Dao will naturally take care of it.

Ji Xie can't retreat now, isn't it also to accumulate strength to fight against the catastrophe?

Unfortunately, seeing that Wen Chunxiang was about to die in front of him, Xie Zhenghong appeared.

Xing Kaichang had a good idea before, when Wen Chunxiang's mountains were exhausted, there would always be such a person who would appear and rescue Wen Chunxiang.

"I am not a fool, you think I will give you the little monk?" Wen Chunxiang sneered.

"That's a pity." Xing Kaichang sighed, "Then I can only make the last plan in order to survive. Wen Chunxiang, you are right, I am not a human being now, and I am a ghost or not." It's really not good. It's not a dry bone anyway, so why should I stick to my body? My senior brother's body is not bad, maybe it can make me recover a little bit more."

"Do you dare?" Wen Chunxiang's eyes were bright red, and the devilish energy scattered behind him, instantly surrounding the Liuren City from top to bottom.

"Why don't I dare?" Xing Kaichang laughed, "Wen Chunxiang, you can't have both. If you refuse to give me the people around you and want the bones of your senior brother, why don't you give them to me?" I'll bring back dozens of lucky people. The quality isn't good, but it's okay to add a little quantity."

"..." Xie Zhenghong took a deep breath, let go of Wen Chunxiang's hand, and slapped Xing Kaichang directly with the Tathagata Palm.

"I don't know how to live or die!" Xing Kaichang laughed loudly, and disappeared in front of Xie Zhenghong in a blink of an eye, "Wen Chunxiang, look, what is this?"

Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong turned their heads together, and what Xing Kaichang was holding was a string of Buddhist beads.

Buddhist beads of Song and Qing Dynasties.

Wen Chunxiang's eyes gradually set on the Buddhist beads.

Song Qing doesn't wear many things on his body, but this string of Buddhist beads is definitely Song Qing's favorite.

"This is a buddhist bead made from a branch of a peach tree at home when senior brother left the mortal world. Later, he continued to incorporate various materials, and senior brother chanted scriptures all the year round, and gradually became spiritual." Xing Kaichang grabbed the pearl. The hand of Buddha Bead has turned into bones, but he doesn't mind at all, "For example, as soon as my transformed body touches it, the illusion will be automatically dispelled. This was originally what he wanted to leave to you, but it's a pity he Those junior brothers hated you for causing his death, so they hid all these things without telling you a word. In the end, when they passed away, these things, including the senior brother's bones, became mine."

Wen Chunxiang's face turned pale.

Xie Zhenghong secretly sent several words of spiritual consciousness to Wen Chunxiang, but there was no response at all.

Wen Chunxiang didn't think about anything at the moment, but just stared at the Buddhist bead.

It's not that he hasn't thought about whether Song Qing really ascended to the ascension, but he always suppresses such thoughts in his heart, resenting those monks wishful thinking, robbing monks' skills, and robbing monks' magic tools, as if this can Let Song Qing in the Buddhist world understand that leaving him alone is tantamount to bringing disaster to Buddhism.

But only Xing Kaichang can only truly put all the truth in front of him.

He has described the Buddha beads countless times in his memory, and there is absolutely no mistake.

"How many monks do you want?" Wen Chunxiang closed his eyes, opened them again and restrained all his emotions.

"Fifty." Xing Kaichang said earnestly, "Twenty Dharma cultivators, twenty sword cultivators, and ten Buddha cultivators are required. Everyone's cultivator should not be less than the combined body stage, and the age should not exceed [-] years old."

"Too many." Wen Chunxiang shook his head, "It's not like there are no such people, but they will all be hidden by those sects. I won't find so many in a while."

"This is what you have to consider, Demon Emperor of Kyushu." Xing Kaichang put away the beads, "If I can find so many people, why do I need to spend so much time going around in circles with you. Waiting for fifty people to arrive In front of me, I absorbed their luck and gave you this bead. In the future, if you bring some monks over, I will give you a piece of brother's bone, what do you think?"

"Senior, don't trust him." Xie Zhenghong hurriedly grabbed Wen Chunxiang, "If you really do this, senior, the monks in the three thousand worlds will not let you go."

Although Wen Chunxiang had offended Buddhism seriously before, he had never slaughtered potential Buddhist disciples, let alone confronted other Taoist monks.If he really did what this person said, those monks who could not live in seclusion would come to besiege the senior.

At that time, even if the senior is the Kyushu Demon Emperor, it is impossible to be an enemy of the Three Thousand Worlds.

"Little monk, I have never been afraid of anyone." Wen Chunxiang smiled and comforted Xie Zhenghong, "Song Qing was kind to me back then. If it wasn't for him, I would never have met you. Wait until I bring those monks to you. Come on, those sects won't find me in a while."

"The Demon Emperor of Nine Provinces is really powerful." Xing Kaichang laughed, "This is the style of the Demon Emperor, I admire, admire."

"Senior, even if he has Song Qing's Buddhist beads, it doesn't mean that Song Qing's bones are in his hands." Xie Zhenghong persuaded, "Senior, you shouldn't take risks."

"...I know." Wen Chunxiang looked up at Xie Zhenghong, "but I can't take the risk. Little monk, if my bones are now in his hands, or your bones are in his hands, I will spare no effort at all costs. Take it back. Little monk, wait for me to get back Song Qing's bones, and then find another chance to kill this bastard, then the two of us can practice with peace of mind and ascend as soon as possible, so that the disturbance in the cultivation world will no longer be a problem."

With that said, Wen Chunxiang let go of Xie Zhenghong's hand.

"You have to keep your word, otherwise..."

"Demon Emperor don't worry." Xing Kaichang nodded.

"Little monk, go back to the Yuquan Dimension right away, he won't be able to get in." Wen Chunxiang warned, turned around and was about to leave.

"Senior, there is no way he has Song Qing's bones in his hand!" Xie Zhenghong shouted, "There is no trace of Song Qing left."

"Little monk, what are you talking about?" Wen Chunxiang stopped in his footsteps, "This is..."

"Senior, it's true." Xie Zhenghong stepped forward, took Wen Chunxiang's hand, and held Wen Chunxiang in his arms.

"He doesn't have Song Qing's bones."

"Little Peony."

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After Sun Wukong became the patriarch of ten thousand Buddhas, the entertainment suddenly became more and more.

If it is said that Sun Wukong was feared by everyone, now whenever Sun Wukong goes out, those gods will sneak over, wanting to talk to the Buddha more, to get in the Buddha's spirit, which makes Sun Wukong very annoying bother.

Finally, Monkey King couldn't stand it anymore, and planned to get up to find the Buddha.

"Little Tiger, my old grandson came to play with you!" Sun Wukong came to the mountain excitedly, and heard the little tiger said that this is the place where he was born, so he resigned from the official in the heaven and returned to practice here.

"It's the great sage who has come." Fozi walked out and watched Sun Wukong arrive with a smile.Although Sun Wukong is already a Buddha, in the eyes of Buddha, the title of great sage is more suitable for Sun Wukong.

Monkey King was stunned, "Little Tiger, you...why did you get old all of a sudden?"

The current Buddha doesn't have a young and handsome appearance. He looks like an old man in his sixties and seventies at this moment, his face is covered with wrinkles, and his movements have become sluggish.

"Great Sage, my lifespan has arrived."

"Impossible, your cultivation base has been around for ten thousand years, so you should live forever."

"But I'm just an ordinary tiger after all." Buddha said with a smile, "In about a hundred years, I will be able to reincarnate."

"I'll go to Taishang Laojun to make some pills for you." After saying that, Monkey King was about to leave.

"Great Sage, it's useless." Fozi showed a calm smile, "I can feel that I should go. Great Sage, you should know that I don't belong here."

Monkey King nodded, "I asked the Buddha back then, and the Buddha said that the secrets of heaven should not be revealed, but you are indeed not from this world."

"Great Sage, let's not talk about these frustrating things now, the Great Sage has come from afar, let's talk about other things."

Sun Wukong had no choice but to nod.

100 years later, the Buddha sat down silently.

Monkey King went to Hell to find King Yan Luo to search for records, but to no avail.