The first Buddha in history

Zen Master Die was born in poverty. If he hadn't obtained a book of Buddhism and Taoism when he was young, he would never have embarked on the road of practice.His luck was not good either, almost all the people who had been friends with him died on the road.It just so happens that the Buddhist exercises also require the six roots to be clean. Over time, the troubled Zen master will no longer be troubled by these external affairs.

Maybe it's because he's been alone all the way, or maybe it's because he's been living in poverty for too long, and he's seen too many joys and sorrows. It is famous all over the world.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he realized that there was really an unbearable melancholy on his face, which made his appearance look old and decadent.

As a Buddhist cultivator, it is reasonable to say that the Buddha's heart is unshakable if he has practiced to the point where he is in distress.If someone else had told Zen Master Zui that you might feel nostalgic for the world of mortals because of a monk, I am afraid that Zui would not even bother to smile at such a remark.

But now, looking at Wen Chunxiang like this, it is rare to feel a little distressed.

With Wen Chunxiang's conditions, if he wants to seduce anyone, there is probably no one he can't catch.

pity……

"What's the matter, do you need to think for so long?" Wen Chunxiang frowned.

Distress quickly realized that it was probably not Wen Chunxiang who needed help, but Xie Zhenghong who was beside him.

"The so-called favor is not expected to be reciprocated, and the Demon Emperor is so straightforward, doesn't he think he is undervalued?" Zuo couldn't help but sarcastically said.While thanking Wen Chunxiang for saving his life, he also thought of the other party's deception, and before he could think clearly, he said the words directly.

"It's your Buddhist practice to do favors without expecting repayment. I pay attention to cause and effect. Since I saved you, you have to pay it back." Wen Chunxiang said bluntly.

"What? Did I invite you personally or Your Excellency will come with me?" Wen Chunxiang loosened his fingers, thinking to himself that if this misfortune refused to go with him, he would have no choice but to knock him unconscious and take him away. .

Can't wait for the little monk!

"Okay, please ask the Demon Emperor to lead the way." Yu You took a quiet look at Wen Chunxiang, and readily agreed.Seeing that Chunxiang showed a little puzzled expression, he explained in distress, "As the Demon Emperor said, it is better to end the cause and effect as soon as possible."

"Let's go." Wen Chunxiang nodded.He wasn't worried about the scheming of distress, if he really had this scheming, he wouldn't be in such a mess.

On the way to leave with Wen Chunxiang, Yu You opened his mouth and asked, "Does the Demon Emperor know the person who attacked me?"

"I thought you didn't ask any more." Wen Chunxiang smiled and looked at distressed, "Don't you know who he is?"

You frowned slightly, "I only know that the other party has killed a few elders of the sect. Please forgive me for making a slip of the tongue. Does the Demon Emperor know that the other party intends to smear you?"

"It's a scapegoat, I don't have too many backs." Wen Chunxiang didn't care, "It's just a coincidence that I came to save you, if it wasn't for the little monk who hasn't found the threshold to condense the three treasures, I'm afraid you would have died today." If you really want to thank him, thank him. As for the person who chased and killed you, I can only say that knowing too much is not good for you. I saved you. Will come to kill you again. On the contrary, if you know his identity, then everything will be hard to say."

Wen Chunxiang knew his luck.

If he wasn't worried about the little monk, he wouldn't have come here at all. Is anyone in distress worth his attention?

"...The Demon Emperor is very kind to Xie Zhenghong." You said slowly after being silent for a while.

"Of course." Wen Chunxiang replied without hesitation, "If you don't treat him well, who will you treat well? There is only one Xie Zhenghong in the world."

But there is only one Wen Chunxiang in the world.

The embarrassment suppressed the loss in his heart, and did not say this.

He hasn't encountered many obstacles since the advanced integration period.

Thinking about it now, it is his doom.

Xie Zhenghong felt something was wrong.

The seniors outside were a little too quiet.

He glanced at the box containing the pages of handwritten Buddhist scriptures in his hand, decisively put them aside, got up and left the retreat room.

Don't take a look to make sure, it's really uneasy.

"Senior, senior?" Xie Zhenghong walked out of the retreat room and called softly.

"Wen Chunxiang" turned his head, looked at Xie Zhenghong with a smile and said, "Little monk, why did you come out?"

Xie Zhenghong's expression changed.

"Senior, where have you been?"

"Wen Chunxiang" smiled a little stiffly, "Little monk, what are you talking about?"

Xie Zhenghong sighed, walked over, and took "Wen Chunxiang" by the hand, "Senior, I have been with your avatar for a hundred years, can't you tell which one is real and which one is fake?"

Wen Chunxiang was taken aback.

But he controlled it from a distance, so it stands to reason that he shouldn't show his feet.

"Is there something wrong with the Demon Emperor?" Zen Master Zuo couldn't help asking when he saw Wen Chunxiang's figure was a little sluggish.

"Nothing, we are here." Wen Chunxiang pointed forward.

Zen Master Zuo looked at Wen Chunxiang suspiciously, didn't say anything, and obediently followed Wen Chunxiang to fly down.

As soon as he landed, the distressed Zen master noticed Xie Zhenghong's aura, and he couldn't help being a little surprised.It's only been a few days, Xie Zhenghong's aura has obviously strengthened again!Could it be that Xie Zhenghong is really so powerful?

"Senior, you are back." As soon as Wen Chunxiangfu landed on the ground, Xie Zhenghong greeted him.

While being surprised by the "fragile" emotion on Wen Chunxiang's face at the moment, Zen Master Zuo couldn't help but look at the "Wen Chunxiang" behind Xie Zhenghong.

"Yeah." Wen Chunxiang couldn't answer the words, waved his sleeves, and took the avatar back, "Little monk, why did you just come out?"

"It's okay, I haven't officially started the retreat yet." Xie Zhenghong shifted his gaze to Zen Master Distressed, "Amitabha, long time no see, Chan Master Distressed."

With a stiff face, Yu Yu nodded, "I have seen you, fellow Daoist Xie."

When we met for the first time, Xie Zhenghong was still a junior, but now, he is considered a fellow Taoist. If the division was stricter, Xie Zhenghong might be even more powerful than him.

"I didn't expect senior to bring guests here." Xie Zhenghong walked in front of Wen Chunxiang, blocked it intentionally or unintentionally, and then stretched out his hand towards Zui, "Chan Master Zui, please go this way."

The distressed Zen master had no choice but to nod.

Wen Chunxiang didn't show it on the surface, but he was very happy in his heart.

Hey, such a domineering little monk is also very cute!

Xie Zhenghong understood Wen Chunxiang's temperament very well. The moment he saw the troubled Zen master, Xie Zhenghong understood the reason why Wen Chunxiang went out.

I'm afraid it was his previous words that made the senior think about it, so he simply brought a person who knows the three treasures of Buddhism very well.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhenghong couldn't help feeling satisfied.

Knowing that the other person takes every word of yours to heart is undoubtedly a very good feeling.

So, the two walked in front side by side, with joy in their hearts, they looked at each other from time to time, and turned their heads again.

Zen master Zuo walked behind the two of them, seeing this situation, he didn't know what it was like.

"Chan Master, please." Xie Zhenghong opened the door of the cave and said to the distressed Zen Master.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist." Zen Master Zuo walked in and felt the power of the formation in this cave.

Wen Chunxiang raised his eyebrows slightly, and thought to himself that he had forgotten that only his and the young monk's auras were recorded in the formation, and that an outsider who came in would be repelled by the formation.

"Distress!" Wen Chunxiang opened his mouth and shouted.

Distress turned around.

But I saw that Chunxiang reached out and touched him a little.

Immediately, the heaviness on his body disappeared.

"Thank you, Demon Emperor." Zuo looked down at the place Wen Chunxiang met, and said.

"En." Wen Chunxiang responded lightly.

In front of outsiders, he has always maintained a good image.

On the contrary, Xie Zhenghong looked at the poor Zen master more, sighed slightly in his heart, and then set his eyes on Wen Chunxiang.

"What's the matter, little monk? Is there something wrong with my behavior just now?" Wen Chunxiang saw that Xie Zhenghong's eyes were on him, and he didn't seem to be thinking about himself, so he couldn't help but speak with his spiritual sense.

"No problem." Xie Zhenghong replied, "How did senior meet the distressed Zen master?"

"I just realized that he is probably around here. It is impossible for him not to come to the Dharma Conference of the Ming Zen School. And, little monk, haven't you touched the threshold of the three treasures for a while? So I brought him. What he said may be true. You kind of help."

"Did Chan Master Zuo follow senior here so easily?"

"Of course not." Wen Chunxiang retorted, "When I went, I happened to see the sword spirit who cut Cangsheng wanting to kill him. Once he dies, I can blame all the causes of death of those Buddhist elders."

"I see." Xie Zhenghong nodded, "From this point of view, it is actually a good thing for you to go out, senior."

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have gone out either." Wen Chunxiang blurted out, "Actually, the water is dirty or not. Anyway, those bald donkeys can't do anything to me."

"senior!"

"Okay, okay." Wen Chunxiang knew that Xie Zhenghong was going to start rambling again, "Hurry up and talk about the Three Treasures, I will protect you outside."

After finishing speaking, Wen Chunxiang turned and left, leaving the space for Xie Zhenghong and Zen Master Distressed.

In the eyes of Zen Master You, Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong looked at each other for a few times before turning their heads and leaving. Instead, they looked more like they were angry and quarreling.

"The Demon Emperor is..."

"Senior is just going out to relax." Xie Zhenghong followed up with kindness, "Senior Chunxiang means that he wants to ask the Zen master to teach him about the problem of condensing the Three Treasures."

"Three treasures?" Distressed Zen Master looked at Xie Zhenghong in surprise, "Are you going to condense the three treasures?"

"Exactly." Xie Zhenghong affirmed.

Zen Master Zuo looked at Xie Zhenghong with complicated emotions. After a long time, he said silently, "Talented people emerge from generation to generation."

Xie Zhenghong's talent is so high, and his cultivation speed is so fast, it is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Even if you want to envy, you can't envy.

"Xie Daoyou, what's your opinion on the Three Jewels?" Zen Master Zuo suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, and took this matter seriously.If he wanted to repay the karma, he had to answer Xie Zhenghong's question well.

"The Three Jewels, the Buddha, the Dharma, and the Sangha, are also awakened, upright, and pure."

"I don't understand the Three Jewels, I don't understand the Three Jewels, I don't know the Three Jewels." Distressed Chan Master put his gaze on Xie Zhenghong's black hair, "When we are ordained ordained, we can feel some characteristics of the Three Jewels when we receive the Three Refuges. Thank you, Fellow Daoist. It has not been shaved, and the world of mortals has not been broken, without this step, it will be difficult to condense the three treasures."

"However, these are not important. Since the Demon Emperor saved the old monk, I will give him all he can." After speaking, three things appeared in the hands of Zen Master Zuo, "Thank you, fellow daoist, please take a look."

Xie Zhenghong looked up, and in the hands of the distressed Zen master were bowls, scriptures and rosary beads.

"This is my Three Treasures."

"Huh?" Xie Zhenghong pondered for a moment, his face became more serious, "These are the real images of Zen Master's Three Jewels?"

"That's right." Zen Master Zuo nodded, "The Triple Treasure is an illusory thing, and it can only bring some convenience to Buddhist cultivation. If you want to turn it into a substance, as a means of self-protection for Buddhist cultivation, you must turn it into a real thing. Generally speaking, the forms of the three treasures will be these three, but the details are slightly different. Brother Xie, if you want to condense the three treasures, you can first try to imagine them as the appearance of these three things, maybe it will be simpler."

Xie Zhenghong was silent for a long time, and bowed to the distressed Zen master, "The poor monk understands, thank you Zen master."

"Where, it's the deep-rooted wisdom of Daoist Xie, and it can be penetrated at a little bit." Zen Master Zuo shook his head and said.

Wen Chunxiang was waiting outside, and within half an hour, he saw the distressed Zen master Shi Shiran coming out of it.

"So fast?" Wen Chunxiang only felt a little unbelievable, it couldn't be that the poor monk deliberately made things difficult for the little monk, hiding it and refusing to teach.

"Fellow Daoist Xie is very talented, I have nothing to say anymore." Chan Master Distressed sighed, "The Demon King can let go of his spiritual sense and sense it, and now Fellow Daoist Xie has begun to enter samadhi."

Zen Master Distressed himself was also surprised. After Xie Zhenghong finished talking with him, he began to fall into samadhi with his back foot. The speed was so fast that he almost stunned Chan Master Distressed.

If Xie Zhenghong has such a speed every time, then he is able to cultivate to such a degree in a short period of time, it is indeed due to his real ability.

"No need." Wen Chunxiang shook his head, "I can still trust Zen Master's words."

Zen Master Zuo couldn't tell exactly what he was thinking. He looked at Wen Chunxiang for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking, "Why did the Demon Emperor disguise himself as Chan Master Prajna back then? With the knowledge and cultivation of Chan Master Prajna , Even if you play the role for a lifetime, it is not difficult to be a master that everyone admires." Could it be that a great Buddhist master is not as good as a demon emperor?

If Wen Chunxiang is someone who is greedy for power, he would not say such words when he is in trouble.

It's just that all the monks in the world know that Wen Chunxiang has no interest in developing power or anything. His only hobby is probably robbing things and robbing magic weapons, which is specifically aimed at Buddhism.If Wen Chunxiang really likes those Buddhist scriptures, he can't fail to see them if he goes there as a Chan Master Prajna.

This is what puzzled the distressed Zen master.

As the Demon Emperor, Wen Chunxiang has to bear the malice of countless monks, and there are always people who want to pull him down from the position of Demon Emperor.If the position of Demon Emperor brought Wen Chunxiang any benefits, it didn't.That being the case, why did Wen Chunxiang choose such a difficult path for himself?

"Prajna Zen Master is just a product of this seat's whim. If I want to be a monk for a lifetime, this seat is not willing." Wen Chunxiang said casually, "You are a Buddha cultivator, so you naturally feel that Buddha cultivation is good, but this seat I don’t think so. If you are bullied by others, you can bully him a thousand times when you are a demon emperor, and you can only recite sutras and smile when you are a monk. I am small-minded, and I don’t have so much magnanimity to give to others.”

It would be false to say that Wen Chunxiang didn't have the slightest idea of ​​pretending to be a Buddhist cultivator.

He has also been a Prajna Zen master for decades, and he also wants to walk the path that Song Qing and the old monk walked.

But a fake is a fake, he doesn't want to become bald, he doesn't want to burn himself a few scars, and he doesn't want to bind himself with those rules and regulations.

Now, naturally, I am even more fortunate.

If he had always been Prajna Zen Master, he would not have been trapped in Yinzhen Temple, would not have met Xie Zhenghong, and perhaps this life would have passed.Even if he could meet Xie Zhenghong as a Prajna Zen master, it is impossible for the two of them to develop to the present point.

As Xing Kaichang said, when one is unlucky to a certain extent, there will always be someone who will come out to change one's luck.

The first time was an old monk.

The second time is Song Qing.

The third time was Xie Zhenghong.

"Namo Amitabha." Zen Master Zuo sighed long, whether it was Wen Chunxiang or Xie Zhenghong, both of them could be regarded as geniuses of Buddhism, if they were in the Buddhist sect, I am afraid that the day when the Buddhist sect would prosper would not be far away.

It's a pity that one of them is now the Demon Emperor, and the other is rejected by other Buddhist sects, how ironic.

Zen Master Zuo thought about it again, and felt that his worry was too much.

He is not the head of those Buddhist sects, what is he doing so much?

Xie Zhenghong once again entered that mysterious and mysterious state.

It is still a familiar scene and a familiar land boundary.

The white-clothed monk standing in the middle also seemed to be getting closer to him.

Xie Zhenghong doesn’t have many memories of awakening, only bits and pieces about Song Qing, and Shenxiu Guoshi’s life, and he only knows a little bit from Song Qing’s memory, but the specifics are still in Wen Chunxiang’s memory There are more.

With the precedent of Song and Qing Dynasties, Xie Zhenghong can also guess somewhat about the origin of this white-clothed monk.

"Which life are you in?" Xie Zhenghong asked softly.

He thought that the monk in white would not answer, but he stretched out a finger and put it on his lips.

"First life?"

The monk in white nodded.

Xie Zhenghonghai wanted to ask again, but the monk in white raised his hand and pointed. Xie Zhenghong's body involuntarily turned towards the direction pointed by the monk in white. There was a golden river in front of him, and he stepped on a path paved with cobblestones.

He raised his eyes and saw that there was a cloudless blue sky above his head, and the surrounding environment had completely changed.

Boom!

A small fish drew a perfect arc in the air and fell into the river again.

The water splashed on Xie Zhenghong's body, bringing a little coolness.

"Wipe it off." A five or six-year-old monk stretched out a handkerchief and handed it to Xie Zhenghong.

Xie Zhenghong looked at the young monk who suddenly appeared, and felt a familiar feeling in his heart.

He took the veil and thanked him in a low voice.

"Little Master, do you dare to ask for the Dharma name?" Xie Zhenghong asked softly, wiping off the water droplets on his face.

"I don't have a dharma name." The little monk shook his head, "I just came here to fetch water."

Xie Zhenghong followed the young monk's gaze, and there were two wooden barrels neatly placed there.

"I have to carry four buckets of water back to fill the water tank, but I can only carry half a bucket at a time, and I walk very slowly." The little monk counted his fingers, "So I need to go back and forth eight times."

"Little master is really amazing." Xie Zhenghong praised.

"It's nothing, nothing." The little monk quickly waved his hand, "Every time I fetch water, some fish will always be put into my wooden barrel. Last time I missed one and didn't put it back, I was scolded by the abbot master."

After finishing speaking, the little monk rubbed his head in embarrassment, "I didn't see you just now. When I threw the fish back into the river, I splashed water on you, benefactor. Don't blame me, benefactor."

"Little master, do you always have a lot of fish in your barrel?" Xie Zhenghong asked with a smile.

"Yeah." The little monk nodded vigorously, "Every time I fetch water, those fish will swim into my wooden barrel in a panic, and I have to put them back one by one."

Seeing the serious look of the little monk, Xie Zhenghong couldn't help laughing, "These fish are very smart, at least they have lived for hundreds of years. Little master, only if you release them again and again, can they get close to you and accumulate slowly. Cause and effect with you."

"cause and effect?"

"Yes, cause and effect." Xie Zhenghong nodded, "Little master, if you don't like it, when you release animals next time, just order them not to swim into your wooden barrel again, and that's fine."

"Is that so?" The little monk nodded thoughtfully, "I will try it next time, thank you benefactor."

"Benefactor, do you dare to ask your name?" The little monk folded his hands and lowered his head.

"It's just an unknown junior." Xie Zhenghong shook his head, "Little master, you don't have to remember me."

"why?"

Xie Zhenghong didn't speak.

Because you are me.

You are the young Xie Zhenghong, Xie Zhenghong without a legal title.

Xie Zhenghong's memory has never seen such a passage, so this is not his memory, it's just a small illusion.

"Then how can I thank you?" the little monk asked with his head tilted.

Xie Zhenghong lowered his head and laughed, "Little Master, if you really want to thank me, why don't you give me an alms bowl, a book of scriptures or a prayer bead." "I don't have bowl or book of scriptures, but I have a bead of prayer." The little monk took out a longan-sized Buddhist bead from his sleeve, "Donor, is this all you need?"

"Yes, as long as this is enough." Xie Zhenghong nodded.

"I picked this up in front." The little monk said with a smile, "If you want to get more, benefactor, just keep going and don't look back."

"Thank you little master."

"You're welcome, I'm just showing you the way." The little monk waved at Xie Zhenghong, and quickly disappeared here.

Xie Zhenghong took a step forward and returned to that familiar space.

The beads still remained in his hand.

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The black wind monster is indeed a monster who has practiced for many years. He didn't even show his figure, and he beat all these three-legged cats who were a little bit capable but not very capable.

The big man's broadsword has been broken in two, and the girl's spirit sword and the Taoist's whisk have all become waste products.The reason why they are still alive is that they are struggling to support themselves by the talismans handed down from the ancestors that the Taoist said.

"This talisman will burn out soon, you should find a way." The Taoist said anxiously.

"No way, pray to the gods to come and save me." The girl smiled wryly and shook her head.

"Come on, let me eat it obediently." The black wind monster blew out a breath, and the talisman was quickly burned to a pile of ashes.

A few people regretted it in their hearts. If they knew they would not take this job, they had encountered such a stubborn problem before they cheated the money?

Just when the black wind monster was about to eat people, suddenly a branch came out from nowhere, scattered all the black energy around him, and showed a huge bat figure.

"Who dares to ruin my good deeds?" the black wind monster said angrily.

The Buddha fell lightly, and a branch was drawn towards the black wind monster, "Exorcist."