The first Buddha in history

"That's good." Yan Qiao cast a spell to seal the last spell in the box, picked up the box, and put it in the heart of her own body tree.

"I didn't expect it to end like this." Jinghuo didn't stay in the practice room, but sat under a tree.

"It's not surprising." Yan Qiao smiled wryly, "They live so smoothly. How can there be smooth sailing in this world? This ordeal may bring them to a higher level."

A long time ago, there was actually a faint omen.

Whether it's the devilish energy in Wen Chunxiang's body, Xie Zhenghong's secret, or Ji Xie who hides his head and tail, they are all just waves hidden under the sweet surface of Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong.

Just because they lurk, doesn't mean they don't exist.

Wen Chunxiang seems withdrawn and arrogant, and knows many things clearly in his heart, but he is a character who likes to take care of things by himself, and is unwilling to trouble others too much.

And Xie Zhenghong, with his merits and virtues in many lifetimes, and with such talent and luck, how could God easily let him and Wen Chunxiang form a dual cultivation couple?

Finally, all of these accumulated and turned into the last heavy blow.

If it was said that Wen Chunxiang's inner demon appeared without the calculation of heaven, he would not believe it.How could it be so coincidental to appear and let Wen Chunxiang die so quickly?

In Wen Chunxiang's previous experience, there were many more critical things than this.

If there hadn't been a demon in his heart, and if he hadn't seen Xie Zhenghong's serious injury with his own eyes, Wen Chunxiang would never have taken the path of dying together.

He was such an unlucky person, who had experienced so much suffering, how could he die so easily?

The chain is intertwined, even if something goes wrong, Wen Chunxiang will not choose this method.

Among them, what hands and feet were moved, and who knows?

In the final analysis, the word "love" is still harmful!

Thinking about it carefully, Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong were resolved in one go, and Ji Xielong was wiped out, leaving no trace of the most threatening people.

Really good calculation!

But these things, he can't talk to Jinghuo.

I heard that after the Sanxian Buddhas who made troubles went back, one-third of the people were affected by the three catastrophes and passed the catastrophe ahead of time, and more than half of them were killed or injured.Some things are far stronger to know than not to know.

"Then how long do you think it will take for them to come back?"

"How long we can afford to wait." Yan Qiao wrapped his arms around Jinghuo's waist and said softly, "It probably won't take many years."

Mu Ting said that the lotus seal on Xie Zhenghong's hand probably has many petals, and this happened not once or twice, perhaps for the two of them, starting over is the lifeline.

months ago.

Tianlei blasted for half a year!

Every thunder made people look sideways, even Yan Qiao Muting and the others had to hold back their breath and pretend to be dead. Coupled with the fragrance from Wen Chunxiang's plants, they half pushed and half fell into a coma.

When the peonies grew out of the ground again and they woke up, the sky thunder had stopped, and only the residual aura of catastrophe remained in the air.

The bloody demonic energy disappeared completely, and similarly, there was no aura left, which was worse than Small World.

Without a few thousand years, the setting sun world may not be able to breathe.

Mu Ting's complexion was very ugly, if anyone had spent the most effort in the setting sun world, then it must be him.

More than half of this setting sun world was created in his hands.

"Xie Zhenghong, you..." Yan Qiao turned to look at the silent Xie Zhenghong, very worried.

Xie Zhenghong raised his head and stretched out his hand, a small petal fluttered down from the sky and landed in his palm.

"Yan Daoyou, I have something to ask." Xie Zhenghong carefully put away the petals, looked at Yan Qiao and said.

His complexion was very bad, and his body was so fragile that he would fall down at any time.

In the end, Xie Zhenghong has only lived for 200 years now. Although he has the cultivation base of the transcending calamity period, he has not yet passed the catastrophe.After receiving such a sword from Ji Xie, I'm afraid he will spend the rest of his life in pain.Unless, unless, as Yuquan Qiling and Wen Chunxiang had previously predicted, he would be able to fully recover after going through the catastrophe and becoming a fairy.

Wen Chunxiang is Xie Zhenghong's only concern.

Now that his body is dead and his dao is gone, Xie Zhenghong naturally has no worries and cares, and it is normal for him to become a Buddha immediately after being fully enlightened.

But Xie Zhenghong's appearance has nothing to do with Dache Dawu.

"Master, please express your condolences." Yuquan Qi flew out and knelt willingly in front of Xie Zhenghong, "The Demon Emperor of the Nine Provinces had expected it a long time ago, so please master learn to let go, so that you can be at ease!"

"Freedom?" Xie Zhenghong laughed in a low voice, "The sky is big and the earth is big, I walk alone, how can I be free?"

Yuquan Qiling bit her lip and remained silent.

He is not a man of words.

"Master, this is what the Demon Emperor of Nine Provinces ordered me to keep." Yuquan Qiling pulled out a tattered Longcui sword, "There is Shen Potian's essence and blood on it, and it is impossible to find his reincarnation. As long as the Long Cui Sword is there, Shen Potian can recover all the memories after fusion."

Xie Zhenghong took Long Cui, took out a soul nourishment from the storage ring, and put it in.

"Yaohuang, can you help the little monk keep some things?" Xie Zhenghong turned to look at Yan Qiao and asked.

"what?"

"This Longcui Sword, and a parchment scroll." Xie Zhenghong put the two items in the palm of his hand and handed them to Yan Qiao.

Yan Qiao felt that something was wrong.

Xie Zhenghong's words and deeds are really not a good sign.

"You want to take it, you take it yourself." Yan Qiao withdrew her hand, not wanting to take it at all.

Xie Zhenghong turned his head to look at Jing Huo and Mu Ting, both of them took a step back involuntarily.

"Master, don't be impulsive." Yuquan Qiling shouted.

"Yes, do you remember that little mouse of yours?" Yan Qiao said quickly, "It is about to transform, and it was supposed to come here too, but unfortunately the time is not right. The emperor has already raised it for you. Just keep it yourself!"

Xie Zhenghong shook his head with a smile, "When senior was still here, I have always listened to his words. Now, I am afraid I will go against it once. When the ceremony of double cultivation is completed, what I said must be counted."

"Do you think he will be happy if you do this?" Yan Qiao said angrily.

"Senior is not dead." Xie Zhenghong said seriously.

"Do not……"

Seeing Xie Zhenghong like this, Yan Qiao was almost speechless.

Under such a catastrophe, both Ji Xie and Zhan Cangsheng lost their souls, and it was impossible for Wen Chunxiang to still be alive.

"The contract between the two cultivators has not yet expired, and there are still 800 years left." Xie Zhenghong said with a little sweetness in his tone, "Senior always thought that his luck was bad, but he also has merit."

"He has merit?" Mu Ting finally broke the silence.

"There are two merits and virtues." Xie Zhenghong said slowly, "One is the devil energy. The devil energy in the senior was absorbed from a world, and he has the merit of saving the world, but this karma has not been counted before the devil energy disappears. Come on." Now that Wen Chunxiang is dead, his dao is gone, and all his demonic energy has disappeared, the merits and virtues will naturally be established.

"What about two?"

"Little monk and senior are connected by luck, and my merit is his merit." Xie Zhenghong smiled, "I'm still here, so senior won't die so easily."

Wen Chunxiang concealed some things from Xie Zhenghong, and Xie Zhenghong also concealed him.

Xie Zhenghong told Wen Chunxiang that the functions of the parchment contract had been cut.

In addition to the connection of mind and soul, the real contract can move to the other party's side in an instant, and there is also life and death together, and reincarnation can follow.

In other words, if Wen Chunxiang reincarnated, Xie Zhenghong would be able to find him again.

At the moment the contract is established, there is no way to change it.

Xie Zhenghong knew that Wen Chunxiang would definitely not be willing to live and die together, so he deliberately concealed it.Wen Chunxiang thought that Xie Zhenghong would not lie to him, so he let go simply.

But they didn't know that he was dead, and Xie Zhenghong would not live long.

"Are you going to find him?" Jinghuo asked softly.

"Yes." Xie Zhenghong nodded, "I will seal my memory and reincarnate." In 800 years, they will have countless chances to meet each other, and after they meet, their memories will be restored by the contract again.

Xie Zhenghong looked down at the lotus print on his hand, and the No.90 nine-petal petals were already looming.

This meant that his life was coming to an end.

"I'll keep it for you and get it when you come back." Jinghuo ignored Yan Qiao's surprised face and put away the Longcui sword and sheepskin scroll, "When Longcui is repaired, we will find Shen Potian for you , you can rest assured."

"Thank you." Xie Zhenghong bowed to Jinghuo and said.

"You're welcome." Jinghuo shook his head, "It's good that you can come back."

"Master, what about me?" Yuquan Qiling couldn't help asking, it was impossible for him to go with the reincarnation, would he be abandoned?

"I will terminate the contract." Xie Zhenghong's eyes showed a trace of apology, "I'm sorry."

"800 years?" Yuquan Qiling asked after a moment of silence, "Then I will guard it for 800 years."

Once Yuquandongtian opened in 1000 years, 800 years is nothing.

"You don't need to..."

"If you can't ascend, who else can ascend?" Yuquan Qiling looked at Xie Zhenghong and said, "In the next life, master, you should be consummated."

Xie Zhenghong smiled and said nothing.

After silently bowing to everyone, he floated into midair.

As he breathes out, countless inspirations emanate from his body, the sky is full of wind and clouds, and the sky is filled with brilliant rays of light.Like the sun rising in the east, the weather is magnificent, but this glow does not hurt people at all, on the contrary, it looks warm and warm, and bathing in it makes people feel peaceful.

Then, there were countless voices of Sanskrit singing.

Under the countless Sanskrit sounds, Hailangshanfeng was pulled by it, slowly rejuvenating.

The lake gradually became quieter, and the mountain peaks were no longer withered and yellow.The souls of many creatures floated up into the air, concealing their ferocious and distorted faces, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into dots of light.

Xie Zhenghong's face also gradually became old.

A breeze blows.

Yan Qiao and the others suddenly couldn't open their eyes for a moment.

When the body can move freely, there is no Xie Zhenghong's figure in front of him, but only a few golden relics floating in the sky.

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The sky was gloomy, and there was a drizzle of rustling.

The small town residents who came and went held umbrellas and hurried back home slowly.

Spring is here, and this kind of light rain will come several times every two days, which is not very special.People are even in the mood to chat with the people next to them on the way home.

"Has that little boy gone to the mountain again?"

"It should be, he is rain or shine."

Everyone in the town knew that there was a very cute little boy born outside the town.Both parents are kind country gentry, they don't want him to be kicked out of the house by his unscrupulous uncle after serious illness.Fortunately, the little boy was smart since he was a child, so he set up a small stall at the intersection, and usually wrote letters for others, and he could earn a little money.

Whether it's the big girls or the aunts and grandmothers in this small town, there is no one who doesn't love the little boy when they see him.It is said that last year there was a rich man from an official family who passed by and felt sorry for Xiaotong's life experience, and wanted to take him away as an adopted son, but Xiaotong rejected him.

This little boy is good-looking and has a good temper, but he is just a little silly.

He loves flowers, especially peonies.

But he neither raises nor wants to.

Their small town is very suitable for the growth of peonies. Every household has raised peonies. If the quality is particularly outstanding, they can be sold for food and clothing.It's not that no one has given Xiaotong peony plants, but unfortunately he refused to say anything, and went up the mountain to find wild peonies if he had nothing to do.

Some people say that it is because the child's vision is too high and he can't find the peony he likes.

But last year at the Peony Conference, the most beautiful peony was bought for thousands of dollars, and the little boy didn't react.

Their town is surrounded by mountains with beautiful scenery, many tourists will come here, and wild peonies often appear on the mountain, so many people go to the mountain every day.

Xiaotong is young and walks slowly. It is more convenient to pick a bad weather every time.

Roughly calculating, maybe Xiaotong has already traveled all the mountains around this radius.

I don't know if Xiao Tong will leave here after walking all the nearby mountains?

"Forget it, we can't control it. Fortunately, there are no wild animals on the mountain, so it will be fine if you go for a walk."

"Little boy seems to be 11 years old this year, time flies so fast."

A wandering monk who was hiding from the rain listened to their words completely, and couldn't help but want to meet this little boy.

The abbot of their Huguo Temple is about to pass away, and they are told that only when they find a reincarnation boy can they be qualified to become the abbot.The monk has been looking for it for three years, and he has met many child prodigies. Unfortunately, after contacting, none of them are the ones he wants to find. Maybe this one is just the chance.

The road on the mountain is not easy to walk.

Although it was only light rain, the road was almost muddy and it was very difficult to walk. Therefore, there were very, very few people, and they were all descending the mountain occasionally.

"Master, are you going up the mountain?" A flower farmer approached and asked in a low voice, "Go down quickly, I think the rain is getting heavier."

"Thank you benefactor for reminding me." The monk clasped his palms together and smiled, "Then benefactor, have you seen a child?"

"You mean the little flower girl!"

"Little flower girl?"

"Haha, that's what we call him. I used to have a peony plant that was always sick and was about to wither. He happened to pass by my house and fixed it for me a few times. My peony came alive within a few days. So we The flower farmers call him Little Flower Boy."

"Then is the little flower girl benefactor still on the mountain?"

"Yes, why not?" The flower farmer looked a little frustrated, "A few days ago, it was reported that a very beautiful white peony was born in the innermost part of the mountain. When the little flower girl heard about it, she wanted to go there at that time. I searched for it several times. God didn’t find it, and I’m still looking for it now!”

When the monk heard this, he was stunned for a while, could it be that there really is something wrong with this little flower girl?

"Dare to ask this benefactor, do you know which direction the little flower boy benefactor is in?"

"Is the master going to look for him?" Hua Nong asked curiously.

"Amituofu, the poor monk may have a destiny with him."

The flower farmer thought for a while, then stretched out his hand and pointed forward, "Master, if you see him, let him come back. The rain is getting heavier and heavier. If this continues, it may be dangerous."

"The benefactor's heart is kind, thank you." The monk nodded and walked towards the direction pointed by the flower farmer.

Hua Nong thought for a long time, then sighed, "Oh, this is not something I can manage."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the monk had to run faster.

Before, Hua Nong mentioned that there is a house on the mountain for people who go up the mountain. Seeing that it is raining so hard, maybe they should go there to take shelter.If that boy was clever, he would have gone there too.

The monk raised his sleeves to cover his head, and rushed towards the small house.

"heavy rain!"

The monk couldn't help sighing, but when he opened the door, there was no one inside!

Wait, no one is there.

From the corner of the monk's eyes, he couldn't help but glanced at the footprints on the ground. The footprints looked very small, and the owner should be young.It's just that I don't know why and started to run out again.

"Where is he going in such heavy rain?" the monk was very worried.

In addition to the footprints in the room, there is also a small flower basket, wait, what sound?

The monk approached cautiously, read a few scriptures to himself, and opened the basket.

"Meow~meow~!"

That turned out to be a kitten the size of a palm!

"Amituofu." The monk secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the kitten probably heard his voice and thought it was the little flower girl who had returned.

The monk carried the kitten out, and unexpectedly found that there was no trace of rain on the kitten's body!

On the contrary, there was indeed a lot of rainwater outside the flower basket, and there was even a clean coat inside, padded inside.

The monk reached out to touch his coat, which was only a little wet.

"Amituofu, this little benefactor is really a bodhisattva."

Obviously, the little flower girl took off her clothes to protect the kitten when she saw how pitiful the kitten was.Otherwise, with the size of this kitten, it is still unknown whether it can survive the heavy rain.

In this way, the monk was even more happy.

Even if this little flower boy is not a soul boy, this kindness is enough to make him want to accept disciples!

"Strange, why haven't you come back?"

The rain has no tendency to stop, and it looks like it will take a long time.

The monk lit a fire in the house, dried the clothes and changed them, but the little flower girl still didn't come back.

"It's broken, something must have happened!"

The monk was very worried. After thinking about it, he still put the kitten in the flower basket, took a coir raincoat from this room and put it on, determined to find the little flower girl.

The weather was beautiful, and after the monk put on his coir raincoat and went out, the rain gradually became lighter.

There is only one road leading to the depths of the mountain, as long as you walk along, you can always find it easily.

After walking for about half an hour, the rain in the sky also turned to light rain. I am afraid it will be sunny soon.

The monk walked all the way, and finally saw a young boy in the coir raincoat similar to his in front of him.

"This little benefactor, are you that little flower girl?" The monk couldn't help but opened his mouth to ask.

The little boy turned his head and looked at the monk suspiciously, "Who are you?"

The monk saw the boy's face clearly, and couldn't help saying hello to himself.

It's not like he hasn't seen people who look even better than this boy in all these years, but they don't have the tranquility that comes from the boy's face.They are monks, and after a long time, they can tell at a glance whether the other party has the roots of wisdom and whether they have Buddha-nature.

Undoubtedly, the little boy in front of him has the deepest Buddha nature.

If this kind of person is not the soul boy mentioned by the abbot, who is it?

"Little benefactor, the poor monk is a monk from Huguo Temple, Liao Fan." Monk Liao Fan suppressed the joy in his heart, stepped forward quickly, walked up to the little boy and said, "Dare to ask the little benefactor's name?"

"My mother took pity on my frailty and never gave me a name. It was just that when I was young, I met a monk and told me that I should take a dharma name. My father searched through the scriptures and ancient scrolls, and finally decided on the word 'Shenxiu' as the name." Xiao Tong replied.

"Shenxiu, Shenxiu, really a good name." Monk Liaofan couldn't help sighing, this must be related to their Buddhism!

"Why did Master appear in this deep mountain?" Shenxiu asked.

"This... poor monk came here just to find the little benefactor." Liao Fan replied, "I don't know why the little benefactor came to the deep mountain on this heavy rain day?"

Shenxiu didn't answer this question, but looked at Fan, "Then, is Master Fan traveling around the world?"

"Approximately."

"I have never met Master, why did Master seek me?" Shenxiu asked.

Liao Fan smiled, "The host said that I have someone to look for. The poor monk searched all over the world, but he didn't return for three years, but he couldn't find the right person. After hearing about the benefactor's deeds, he wanted to come and see him. Fortunately, he was very lucky."

"Coincidentally, I also have something I want to find." Shenxiu Xiaotong said with a smile, "I was born to remember things, and I always have a premonition in my heart that I have come to find this thing in this life."

"Have you found the little benefactor?"

"not yet."

"This..." Seeing Shenxiu's extraordinary intelligence, Liaofan wanted to bring him back, but the other party obviously had something to worry about, so he might have to make a wish for him, "I don't know what Xiao Shi is looking for? I protect you The National Temple has a lot of talents, maybe they can help the benefactor a little bit."

Shenxiu smiled when she heard this, "I'm looking for my little peony."

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Fozi and Yan Chixia hit it off immediately, and decided to go to Nalanruo Temple to find out.

The people in the Taoist temple are very worried, especially the big man is worried, "Boss, no, the Lord, the last time I passed by Lanruo Temple, I happened to be entangled by a female ghost. If the grandmother was not there at the time, the female ghost had just arrived. Reasonable, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to leave. Lanruo Temple is originally a place of extreme darkness, and with its evil spirit, it is not good for our Taoists!"

"It's okay, I'll go with Fellow Daoist Yan, self-protection is not a problem." Buddha waved his hands and smiled, "If you don't go now, it will be even more difficult to deal with them when they absorb more human essence and blood."

"Then we will go with you, the temple master!" the girl said out loud.

"No, the fewer people involved in this matter, the better. You must guard the Taoist temple well." After finishing speaking, the Buddha took out some newly refined talismans, "If any difficult people come to the door, you can burn these talismans. Hiding in the Taoist temple, there is an enchantment to protect the body."

The big man took the talisman and said yes.

"Monastery Lord, the lonely ghosts of Lanruo Temple like the essence of men the most, so most of you are probably not suitable." The girl said again, "Little Hu, come here."

"Hey, here we come!"

A girl with a slightly seductive appearance stepped forward, facing the blessing of the Buddha, "I have seen the Lord."

"Exemption."

"Guardian, Xiao Hu is the best at dressing up, or let her make up for the two of you." The girl persuaded.

Xiao Hu pouted, if she had known that Miss Qiu would sell her so easily, she wouldn't have given her half of the rouge she bought.

"That's good." Fozi thought for a while, and felt that what the girl said was reasonable.

Xiao Hu was overjoyed, "Guan... Guanzhu, you mean to let me dress up?"

"...It just needs to look believable." Fozi was taken aback by Xiao Hu's smile, and said hastily.

"No problem, no problem." Xiao Hu showed Miss Qiu a smile, and she must give her more rouge next time!

Being able to dress up the temple master is a blessing from Sansheng Xiu!

"Hurry up, hurry up, those clothes you used to deceive people when you went down the mountain, bring them if you haven't worn them!"

"It's disgusting, don't say it's a lie, we obviously didn't do anything. It's those people who took the initiative to come forward and show courteousness."

"That's it."

Having said that, the goblins still quickly went back and took out the new clothes they bought.

Only then did Buddha realize that these little elves in the Taoist temple had bought so many things behind his back!

"Ahem, Monastery Master, they are also young at heart. It's just that occasionally a man or a woman disguises himself as a man and goes down the mountain to have fun. It's not harmful." The big man said quickly.

"Be careful in the future." Buddha supported his forehead and waved his hand as he passed.

The life of the Taoist temple is poor, and it is hard for these little fairies to chant scriptures and eat fast with him every day