The first Buddha in history

Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong took off their coats and put on a cassock again.

Ji Xie's ability has far exceeded their imagination.

Wen Chunxiang thinks he has lived many years, but Ji Xie has lived longer and longer than him, and has seen more years than him.When Ji Xie is not afraid of life and death and throws everything away, no one can stop him.

Xie Zhenghong faintly felt that the scene in front of him looked familiar.

The memory he recovered was limited, and what he could remember was only some things about Wen Chunxiang.

Shenxiu Guoshi's life was too far away from him.

Ji Xie watched Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong put on another cassock without changing his expression, and said slowly, "The double cultivation ceremony has already been held, so it shouldn't be a problem for the two of you to change the cassock."

"Then I should still thank you?" Wen Chunxiang laughed angrily.

"Don't dare to take it." Ji Xie shook his head lightly, and looked at Xie Zhenghong, "Although I don't know who you are, I guess it's not easy to look at. And you seem to know something about me before, so that's even more important. Alright." Regardless of whether Xie Zhenghong is that monk or not, he has the right to assume that the other party is.

Even if the person was really standing in front of him, he would not be able to recognize him.

It doesn't seem wrong to have such two monks to accompany him.

Ji Xie sighed softly, and the Zhan Cangsheng in his hand let out a sword cry.

With a sound of "Zheng", the spiritual energy in the air seemed to be completely attracted by an invisible force, instantly forming countless spiritual energy vortices, attacking Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang in all directions.

Wen Chunxiang had just finished absorbing the emperor's fluid, when the spirit energy was sufficient, he gave a soft drink, and the magic energy behind him suddenly became stronger several times, the magic smoke billowed, and a huge force rose around him, completely different from those spirit energy vortexes. By the way, go up.

Looking at Xie Zhenghong again, he knew that Ji Xie was not easy to deal with, and he needed to join hands with his seniors to have a five-fifth chance, so he followed all kinds of powerful methods in his memory and played them out continuously.There are countless qi condensed under his feet, and all kinds of virtual appearances flash one by one, accompanied by great coercion, rushing towards the sky along the virtual appearance, and heading towards the bloody light.The islands and lands within a radius of ten thousand miles collapsed and collapsed, and were quickly razed to the ground.

The bloody light in the sky trembled a little, as if it was also suppressed by this air mechanism, and couldn't bear it.

However, even if the momentum is overwhelming, among these three people, it is just a warm-up scene.

Wen Chunxiang knew that Ji Xie was not easy to deal with, so when his spiritual consciousness was manipulating the devil energy in his body, he was constantly using various spells in his hands.He has already mastered a hundred schools of thought, and he is proficient in all kinds of miscellaneous knowledge. Now he deliberately selects and combines them, and the power is even more amazing!

Wen Chunxiang drew a rune in the air with one hand, and the bright red dan pattern flashed red light, and the push of the Buddhist handprint made it even more wonderful.

"it is good!"

Ji Xie's eyes lit up, he floated up, his sleeves shook slightly, but thousands of sword lights came out of thin air, like moonlight shining all over, light and fire intertwined, and the sky was full of deafening loud noises.

Seeing Zhan Cangsheng approaching, Wen Chunxiang knew that it was inevitable to retreat, so he rushed forward directly, and took the sword forcefully, with non-stop spells in his hand, he backhanded towards Ji Xie, within half a breath During this period, hundreds of spells have been produced.

In the same way, Xie Zhenghong's Tathagata Divine Palm and the Impermanence Seal of All Elements had reached Ji Xie's body at some point, and they were menacing, as if they would sink him to the bottom in the next moment.

The blood in the sky is constantly churning, and it seems that it is also affected by this fight, and it is difficult to calm down.

In the front, Xie Zhenghong blocked the way, and in the back, Wen Chunxiang made a move.

Even though Ji Xie and Zhan Cangsheng had an incomparable understanding, they were inevitably hit a few times.

"it is good!"

Ji Xie praised with a smile, "You two are worthy of being a pair of monks."

Before the words were finished, the sword energy of the Zhan Cang Sheng sword body was used immediately, and the torrent surged and rolled out, shaking the sky and the earth!

Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang felt that the air around them suddenly became obscured, and it was difficult to continue, and their minds couldn't help shaking.

In addition to this sword energy, there are countless blood energy descending and intertwined, and evil thoughts filled the entire sky.

Such pure and powerful evil thoughts are even more difficult to resist.

"Wen Chunxiang, do you still remember how the mortal who raised you died?" Ji Xie's voice suddenly became distant.

"What does it have to do with you?" Wen Chunxiang sneered, flung out a beam of divine light from both sides, and flew towards Ji Xie.

Ji Xie slightly turned the sword in his hand, cut off the two rays of light, and said calmly, "I died because of you."

"You don't need to worry about this!" Wen Chunxiang's heart tightened, but he bullied him without showing any expression, and raising his hand was a killer move.

"Really?" Ji Xie smiled playfully, "Go!" After saying that, a ball of light appeared in his hand and flew towards Wen Chunxiang.Wen Chunxiang's expression twitched slightly, secretly thinking that this move was too simple, he casually blocked it with a backhand, smashing the ball of light.However, as soon as the palm of the hand touched it, I realized something was wrong.

This is not an attack spell, but a recording spar.

Wen Chunxiang suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, Xing Kaichang's voice gradually sounded.

"Wen Chunxiang, do you know that before demon cultivators enter the cultivation world, they can only be called goblins in the mortal world. Goblins are also spirits. Fairies can only feed on the anger of people, so there are often people and monsters in the mortal world. Said." Xing Kaichang's appearance was clearly engraved on the recording crystal, and the pity and sarcasm on his face were almost full of malice.

"I don't know what kind of interaction you had with that mortal, but if one day he suddenly became seriously ill and dying, it must be because of you."

"Wen Chunxiang, you are a mortal person. How can an ordinary peony, a mortal branch, communicate with the world and ascend to immortality?" Xing Kaichang seemed to be able to imagine Wen Chunxiang's life when he burned this record spar. The expression was normal, and the eyes were shining brightly, "You killed that mortal, that's why you were hit by the sky lightning, and that's why you turned from white to black, because that's your sin!"

"You killed that mortal, you killed my brother Song Qing, and now, you will also kill your Xie Zhenghong!"

"How can a person who is haunted by devilish energy enjoy the blessing of ascension?"

"Looking for death!" Wen Chunxiang's expression changed drastically, and with a wave of his hand, he completely destroyed the record crystal.However, the uneasiness in my heart has grown bigger and bigger, and it is no longer difficult to ignore.

The old monk was obviously in good health, why did he become seriously ill all of a sudden?

Why is it just the time for him to transform?

Can those tiny auras in the mortal world really support his transformation?

For many years, Wen Chunxiang didn't think about this problem, but he didn't dare to think about it.

He deliberately made himself forget the past, was it really just because he couldn't see the old monk for the last time?No, it's not, because he's guilty, he's afraid!

Even after knowing that Xie Zhenghong was an old monk, he didn't dare to ask.

Originally, he thought that this question would follow him to the end, into the grave, but at this moment, it was exposed by Xing Kaichang, who had already died.

The entanglement between him and the little monk was not a beautiful mutual rescue, but his nature as a demon cultivator who killed people indiscriminately.

Can Buddhist cultivators and demonic cultivators really not be together?

No, he doesn't believe it!

Wen Chunxiang's eyes were red again, and the devilish energy in his body began to turbulent.

Di Liuzhi boosted Wen Chunxiang's strength, but it also boosted his evil spirit.

Back then, Zhan Cangsheng used a pot of Baihua wine to arouse Wen Chunxiang's devilish energy, but now this pure and powerful evil thought combined with Wen Chunxiang's devilish energy. Suddenly, the devilish energy broke Wen Chunxiang's suppression and was pulled out.

Back then, Zhan Cangsheng pretended to be Ji Xie and Wen Chunxiang said that he urgently needed devil energy to balance blood energy, it was not a lie.

Although the two are different, they are both the evil thoughts of human beings, the evil spirit of heaven and earth, and they lead to the same goal by different routes.

This world is filled with blood, and it is impossible for Wen Chunxiang in this world not to be affected.Demon cultivators are the most vulnerable type of monks to be influenced by the outside world.

What's more, the devil energy in Wen Chunxiang's body was originally in balance with the Buddha's kung fu, but the influx of the emperor's liquid broke this balance.

But without Di Liuzhi, he would not have been able to escape Ji Xie's hand before.

A drink and a peck, isn't it a destiny?

"Wen Chunxiang, can you escape for a while, can you escape for a lifetime? Do you dare, dare to ask the little monk face to face, what happened back then is really such a beautiful memory, not mixed with other unspeakable things something?"

Wen Chunxiang only felt that someone in his mind was talking all the time.

That was his demon.

He has been deliberately ignored by him, but the demon in his heart really exists.

From the moment Xing Kaichang appeared, no, earlier, from the moment he knew that Xie Zhenghong was an old monk, and from the moment he knew that one day, everything would be revealed to the world, demons had quietly emerged.

Xie Zhenghong thought that he quietly entered his dream to spy on the memories without leaving any traces.But Wen Chunxiang is Wen Chunxiang after all, Xie Zhenghong called him "senior" for so many years, of course it is not for nothing.How could someone be able to restore all the memories of previous lives?At best, what the little monk recovered was only a few bits and pieces, and the rest may be memories from his dreams.

But no matter whether it is a person or a magic cultivator, some memories will always be beautified.

Just as Xie Zhenghong saw the days when he, the old monk and Song Qing got along together, there was always no quarrel, but full of peace and happiness.

No, he's not that innocent, not that innocent.

"Senior, calm down!" Xie Zhenghong obviously heard what was said in the record spar, and immediately came over to explain to Wen Chunxiang kindly.It wasn't Wen Chunxiang's fault, it was just that he didn't get what he was looking for, Wen Chunxiang was just a fuse at best.

But at the moment Wen Chunxiang couldn't listen.

What monks are most afraid of, apart from the catastrophe, is the inner demon.

There were two spars in this record back then, Xing Kaichang kept one for himself and gave Zhan Cangsheng one, in order to lure out Wen Chunxiang's inner demon.But it's a pity that Xing Kaichang didn't figure it out. Xie Zhenghong is the reincarnation of his senior brother Song Qing, and he broke his opening directly, so that he never had the opportunity to use the record spar.

But now, it still comes in handy.

Xie Zhenghong was about to explain everything, but Tianlei smashed open a hole that covered the sky with blood, and came straight towards Xie Zhenghong.

The sky has the power of heaven, and some things cannot be announced.

"……do not come!"

Wen Chunxiang felt the murderous aura suddenly emerging from his body, he hurriedly pushed Xie Zhenghong away with his palm, his red eyes became more transparent, the robe on his body rattled, and the devilish aura poured out.

Demons enter the body!

Wen Chunxiang's spiritual consciousness gradually became confused.

Do not!

How can it be at such a critical juncture?The little monk is still waiting for him!

【I won't wait for you. If your little monk knows everything about that year, do you think he will forgive you?You are also proficient in Buddhism, you should know how difficult it is for Buddha to practice reincarnation and reincarnation to accumulate merit! 】【Buddha cultivator and demon cultivator, it is impossible to be together.Don't you understand this truth? 】Wen Chunxiang's eyes finally turned completely red.

In an instant, countless demonic energy vibrated, and the sound of wailing was endless.

The blood light in the sky shook quickly for a while, and also began to make various hoarse and resentful sounds.

With the thunder aimed at Xie Zhenghong, soon, those thunders aimed at Ji Xie fell directly.

With the combination of the two, the power soars several times.

Each one is ninety-nine heavenly thunders, and the purple-red electric light penetrates the sky and the earth, splitting the bloody demonic energy to pieces.

Naturally, there were also bursts of painful and wailing sounds.

The magic sound fills the ears, but that's it.

"It's so ugly!"

Jing Huo couldn't help covering his ears.

In the great world of Xieyang, only black and red are left. There are pains of innocent people being killed and sacrificed, and there are pains that have been suppressed for thousands of years. Countless figures escaped from the blood light and demonic energy, standing in dense crowds. On both sides, howling vigorously, and constantly moving, leaping around, it is completely unpredictable where they will appear in the next moment.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of thunder in the sky was even heavier.

All kinds of voices were mixed together, which was almost unbearable pain for the monks.

However, the devilish energy on Wen Chunxiang's body became heavier and heavier, and the fragrance of flowers began to gradually diffuse from his body. The peony figure behind him was faintly visible, and his face was covered with patterns of devilish energy, making him look weird and bewitching.

"senior!"

Xie Zhenghong sensed something was wrong with Wen Chunxiang, and immediately wanted to stop it.

However, before the body moved, the devilish energy rushed up automatically, rushing towards Xie Zhenghong in all directions.

They have been suppressed by Wen Chunxiang for many years, and now they finally have a chance to breathe freely. Even if they are completely demented, they still know that this person with Buddha spirit cannot be allowed to approach Wen Chunxiang!

"Xie Zhenghong, I heard that in Buddhism, there is a saying in Buddhism that you feed demons with your body. If the demonic energy in Wen Chunxiang's body is not eliminated, he will not be able to ascend for a day, and one day he will be unable to escape the sanction of heaven and die under the thunder of heaven. Since you are the reincarnation of a Buddha , the merits are boundless, why not try to feed the demons with your body, and use your own body to dispel the demonic energy in Wen Chunxiang?" Ji Xie persuaded earnestly, even with some compassion on his face, "It's better to be blocked, Wen Chunxiang You can suppress the devilish energy for a while, but you can't suppress it for a lifetime. Di Liuzhi, you shouldn't give it to him."

In this world, how can there be the best of both worlds?

Even if there are noble people to help Wen Chunxiang when the water is exhausted, they are the ones who should have died long ago.

What about the dual monks?

The connection of luck can indeed save Wen Chunxiang's life, but it also means that Xie Zhenghong's luck will be weakened.

In other words, when Wen Chunxiang died, Xie Zhenghong would either have his cultivation plummeted, leaving all living beings hopeless, or he would be cut off from love, his six senses would be purified, and he would ascend to Buddhahood?Similarly, if Xie Zhenghong died, it would be even more impossible for Wen Chunxiang, who should have died long ago, to survive.

"Wouldn't it be a pity if a pair of monks and monks couldn't live and die together?"

Ji Xie gently wiped Zhan Cangsheng's sword with his fingers, and said seriously.

"Senior, senior!"

Following Xie Zhenghong's shouts, something seemed to loosen in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Behind him, the Buddha's light rose up, and the light was shining brightly, as if a galaxy opened behind him, and countless auras flew from thousands of mountains and rivers, among which there were various auras of mountains and waters.The qi reflected the mountains and rivers, shining radiantly, but at the same time, the blood light and demonic qi dimmed a lot.

Great!

Ji Xie slightly closed his eyes, held the hilt of Zhan Cangsheng's sword with both hands, and began to search for the slightest flaw in Xie Zhenghong with his own feeling.

During the years of the five declines of heaven and man, and the decline of vision, Ji Xie has learned various techniques to defeat the enemy.

Xie Zhenghong had infinite luck, and his merits and virtues were extremely strong. If it was an ordinary person, the blood light and devilish energy would have already swallowed the opponent completely, but if it was Xie Zhenghong, he would be deadlocked and unsustainable.

If Ji Xie had only regarded Xie Zhenghong as the monk who caused him to become like this in the past, at this time he has already made up his mind.

Even if he doesn't remember who he is, he is sure that he will never be weaker than he is now.

So how could the monk who brought him to this point be an ordinary person?

It so happened that the Xie Zhenghong in front of him happened to be that special person.

Is this really just a coincidence?

Ji Xie doesn't believe it.

He held Zhan Cangsheng's hand without much movement, but gently moved a small inch.

Subtle and almost impossible to spot.

Ji Xie's attainment in swordsmanship is close to Taoism.

With his current physical condition, this is the only sword he can swing.

A sword that is enough to turn the key to the outcome of this battle!

Mu Ting and Yan Qiao felt a sense of coercion almost at the same time, so fast it was almost undetectable, but it really gave them a sense of almost terrifying oppression.

Ji Xie's most powerful sword strike did not have a huge momentum or an astonishing glow.

It's just light, driving a little breeze!

The great way is formless, so isn't the sword closest to the way also formless?

Xie Zhenghong was about to resist the erosion of the devil energy, but he seemed to have sensed something suddenly.

I was taken aback.

The seal of impermanence, which is protected all over the body, gradually ripples like ripples.

With a bang, it shattered.

Will the formless and formless seal be shattered?

A drop of blood flowed out from the corner of Xie Zhenghong's eyes, his complexion quickly darkened, all the spiritual orifices around his body were broken, and countless spiritual qi rushed out of Xie Zhenghong's body.

The Nascent Soul in the Consciousness Sea wailed silently and shrunk several times.

Dharma seal is the foundation of Buddhist practice, and it is the connection between Xie Zhenghong's body and mind.

Time is a hurdle that monks can never cross.

Xie Zhenghong's time in this life is not as good as Ji Xie's.This is the distance between them.The same is true for Wen Chunxiang.

The energy under Xie Zhenghong's feet dissipated, and he quickly fell down.

In the process of falling, the lotus seal on Xie Zhenghong's right hand flashed, spread along his wrist to his chest, and protected his heart veins under the sword that was close to Tao.

"senior!"

Xie Zhenghong turned his head with difficulty, and looked at Wen Chunxiang who was on the side.

Wen Chunxiang suddenly felt pain all over his body, as if there were countless sword lights piercing and smashing in his body, from bones to tendons, from consciousness to Nascent Soul, all suffered incomparable damage at the same time.

Unbearable!

Why does it hurt so much?

Wen Chunxiang realized belatedly that he should not have been tricked at this moment.

...It's a parchment!

Just like Xie Zhenghong desperately rescued him back then, his body couldn't help feeling the pain that Xie Zhenghong suffered.So at this moment, is it he or Xie Zhenghong who is suffering?

Wen Chunxiang's mind suddenly came back!

At the critical moment, he was actually controlled by a demon?

"You're awake, but it seems a bit late."

Wen Chunxiang thought of a possibility in his heart, he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Xie Zhenghong falling continuously in front of him.

"You killed that mortal, you killed my brother Song Qing, and now, you will also kill your Xie Zhenghong!"

Those words kept flashing in Wen Chunxiang's ears.

The death of the old monk and the death of Song Qing almost coincided with the present Xie Zhenghong.

When he is incapable, he can only wait to be rescued.

When he was capable, he was taken advantage of by the demons and missed the opportunity?

so ridiculous!

When he and the little monk first met, he swore that with him around, no one would be able to hurt a single hair of Xie Zhenghong.But when they actually set foot on this path of longevity together, did he protect Xie Zhenghong more times or Xie Zhenghong alone protected him more times?

With such bad luck, even the little monk started to get infected.

Wen Chunxiang wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

When Xie Zhenghong fell into the sky, a huge peony suddenly bloomed on the ground, wrapping Xie Zhenghong in it.

"forward……"

Xie Zhenghong's voice was blocked.

His body was constantly being destroyed by Ji Xie's sword energy. If it weren't for the lotus seal protecting his heart veins, he would have died by now.

Now this peony is also one of Wen Chunxiang's main branches.

Originally, this branch was just a "surprise" he planted on Lingjun Island to give the little monk.For today's young monks, I'm afraid there is only surprise, not joy. Wen Chunxiang looked up at the sky, except for the piece that was split by the thunder, the rest was still full of blood.

"Although the sun is covered with blood, it should not be evening at this moment." Wen Chunxiang said suddenly.

Holding the sword in both hands, Ji Xie turned to Wen Chunxiang and said, "It should be."

"Then how about making it completely dark?"

"good."

"Wen Chunxiang, you are crazy..."

Yan Qiao seemed to know what Wen Chunxiang was going to do, and was about to go forward, but was blocked by Yuquan Qiling.

"Aren't you their weapon spirit? What are you doing to stop me?" Yan Qiao said angrily.

Yuquan Qiling's face was so ugly that it was almost too much, "It's the oath that the Demon Emperor made with me back then, and it's hard for me to break it."

When Xie Zhenghong fell asleep exhausted after the battle with Yuquan Qiling, only Yuquan Qiling and Wen Chunxiang talked about it together.

"My Buddhist skills are extraordinary and my foundation is deep. The devil world will never tolerate me, and it is absolutely impossible for me to ascend."

"But if the little monk survives the tribulation of love, with his ability, nothing can stop him from achieving the Dao."

"Yuquan Qiling, I am here to make a contract with you with the heart demon. If the little monk is in danger in the future, you must help me stop all obstacles."

"What about you? What are you going to do?"

"Naturally help him become a Buddha!"

Wen Chunxiang's cultivation kept skyrocketing.

Another sky was pierced by lightning.

But any monk with a bit of common sense knows that when a monk crosses the catastrophe, if the two robbers accidentally lean against each other, it is almost a certain death situation.

But what about three people?

No one has tried it.

No one thought about it either.

What would happen if the tribulation clouds of the three were combined and each of them was the most powerful Ninety-Nine Heavens Tribulation?

boom!

The thick layer of blood exploded and fell from the sky, condensing blood and pouring into the mountains and rivers.

The vigor is endless, and the torrent is endless.

In a blink of an eye, another spiritual light suddenly appeared in the sky.

Then it stretched, gradually spread, and traversed the sky.

"Buzz..."

Zhan Cangsheng's sword began to tremble.

Before Yan Qiao, Jinghuo Muting and the others moved, countless peony plants wrapped them up heavily, and quickly passed through the blood-soaked land and lakes, deep into the ground for an unknown distance.

Ji Xie opened his eyes, and showed admiration to Wen Chunxiang who was in the air.

"It's a good way to die together." Ji Xie didn't expect that Wen Chunxiang would choose to combine the robbery and thunder, constantly improve his cultivation base and devil energy, and overcome the robbery here?

Yes, there is nothing more powerful than a catastrophe.

If Jieyun is not enough for one or two people, then add another one.

"We have been going against the sky all our lives, and the final outcome should also be judged by the heavens." Wen Chunxiang's hair fluttered, the hair crown on his head, and the cassock on his body were instantly shattered by this spiritual light.

"The last fight against the Dao of Heaven seems to be a worthy death." Ji Xie held Zhan Cangsheng, quickly tapped the sword a few times, and threw it obliquely forward, intending to send it out of the setting sun world.

Zhan Cangsheng flew halfway, the blade of the sword glowed brilliantly, and transformed into a human form again.

But it was full of injuries.

Once the blood light in the sky is broken, it, as the thing carrying the blood light, will naturally suffer a great loss of strength.

"Thinking that I cut off the innate spiritual things of the common people, inherited the spirit of the universe, and responded to the trend of the world, transported and transformed all living beings, and came out while taking advantage of the catastrophe. The last bit of true spirit melted into the sword. I don't know how many years it took to regenerate my mind and manifest into the world. Many years Come on, drink countless blood under the sword, what real fairy monsters, what ganoderma lucidum monsters, all are not my all-in-one enemies, how can I miss this last chance to fight against the heavens?" Zhan Cangsheng raised his head to the sky and let out a roar, his figure flickered, Holding a broken sword again, it flew back to Ji Xie's hand.

"It's really a misfortune and a blessing in my life to pick a sword slave like you." Zhan Cangsheng's voice lowered.

Ji Xie smiled, "Indeed."

After finishing speaking, Ji Xie swung Zha Cangsheng, and slashed straight at the most violent thunder light, his figure was engulfed in the mighty thunder tribulation.

Compared with the five declines of heaven and man, he can be regarded as a well-deserved death.

"Goodbye, little monk." Wen Chunxiang was under the light of thunder, and felt that the pain was not as good as before, and it turned out that the ninety-nine days of calamity were nothing more than that.

Anyway, this is not the first time.

The first two times, he was rescued by someone, but this last time, he saved others.The little monk was slashed by Ji Xie's sword, and he was lucky enough to survive. His body would be destroyed by the sword light all the time, and there was no good medicine to heal him in the three thousand worlds.

So what?

It can only be put to death and survived.

As long as the little monk survives the catastrophe and ascends smoothly, no matter how strong the sword light is, it cannot be stronger than the holy light of the fairy world, and it is enough to heal all the hidden wounds on the little monk's body.

As for the last catastrophe of the little monk's ascension, Wen Chunxiang was the only one.

Thinking of him, Wen Chunxiang, he has experienced so many calamities, big and small, that even he himself can't tell.But what really impressed him were the two catastrophes that were on the verge of death.

Unexpectedly, he still couldn't escape in the end.

This is the fate.

No one can say, no one can resist.

The thunder light flowed through his body along his meridians, and the green leaves opened wide. What appeared in the thunder light was no longer the magnificent Kyushu Demon Emperor, but a huge swaying flower hugging each other.

Just like the white peony back then.

Only the true national color of peony can move the capital when the flowers bloom.

……

"Zen Master, why did you stop?" The little eunuch looked at the venerable mage in a low voice and asked, "Your Majesty is still waiting for you!"

"It's nothing, I just think that flower is pretty."

The little eunuch followed the Zen master's eyes and couldn't help admiring. This year's peony flower fair has such a strange tree?

"Let's go." Soon, the Zen master's gaze was taken back, as if he was just looking at it casually.

"Zen Master, as long as you cure the Empress Dowager's illness, His Majesty will give you anything!" The little eunuch opened his mouth and was about to say this sentence, but looking at the Zen Master's back, he still couldn't say it.Forget it, wait a moment, he will tell His Majesty directly.

Left and right, it's just a pot of peonies.

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Yan Chixia stayed in the Taoist temple just like that.He has a forthright temperament and unrestrained manner, and soon became one with the goblins in the Taoist temple. When he was in a good mood, he would even teach the goblins a few skills of swordsmanship. Generally speaking, he was a good guest.

That night, Yan Chixia hesitated for a long time before knocking on the door of Buddha's room.

"Zhang Daoyou, there is a saying, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Seeing Yan Chixia's hesitation, Fozi became curious instead, "Fellow Daoist Yan, please speak directly."

"Zhang Daoyou, if I didn't know in advance that you are a disciple of Qingyang Temple, I am afraid that now I will only regard you as a Buddhist monk practicing at home." Yan Chixia sighed, "Zhang Daoyou, don't be tempted to become a monk for a while." Already weak, if the direct disciples of Qingyang Temple became monks, they would be even more shameless.

The Buddha smiled when he heard the words, "Master's kindness in nurturing has not been repaid, and I will not enter Buddhism in this life."

After finishing speaking, the Buddha absorbed the Buddha's energy from his body, and he appeared to be much more normal.

Yan Chixia was a little surprised, but she had nothing to say, "It seems that I was worrying too much."

"where."

"Oh, that's right." Yan Chixia slapped her head and said quickly, "Before I came to this Taoist temple, I passed another mountain and found that there was a strong evil spirit there. Many creatures have been killed, I wonder if Zhang Daoyou knows a thing or two about this?"

Fozi nodded, "If it's Nalanruo Temple, I do know something."

"Lan Ruo Temple?"

"The grandma of Lanruo Temple has collected a lot of beautiful wild ghosts and sucked men's energy to improve her cultivation. She has indeed harmed many people these days. It's just that the black mountain old demon behind him has profound Taoism and luck. It's not that the opponent has been slow to make a move. Now that I have some confidence, it would be even better if Fellow Daoist Yan is willing to accompany you."

"Naturally." Yan Chixia nodded without hesitation.

Volume [-] West Heaven to Bliss