The first Buddha in history

Wen Chunxiang felt that Xie Zhenghong was really an idiot who would never meet in ten thousand years.

He had given Xie Zhenghong so many chances, and ascension to godhood was just around the corner, but Xie Zhenghong followed him to reincarnate without batting an eyelid.

Like the little monk, what would we do without him in the future?

Wen Chunxiang thought of it both sadly and sweetly.

It's not that he doesn't have reincarnation memory, on the contrary, his memory is clear, nothing less.Rather than saying it is reincarnation, it is better to say that it is a turn around and a new body to start all over again.

That contract is really useful.

After Wen Chunxiang changed his body, he tried his best to absorb the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth to practice, but unfortunately the results were minimal, and he still has no way to leave this mountain, so he can only accept the wind and sun here.

After about 50 years, the parchment contract that Wen Chunxiang almost thought had expired, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly connected him with the little monk again.

Wen Chunxiang appeared in Shenxiu's dream, seeing that little one, the anger and shame in his heart almost reached the peak.

He was angry that Xie Zhenghong didn't take good care of himself, and followed him to reincarnation. He was ashamed because he knew the little monk's seemingly calm but stubborn temper, and made the decision to abandon Xie Zhenghong.

Wen Chunxiang was ashamed all the time.

Until now, he has no way to understand why he suddenly made the choice to die together.

After much deliberation, I can only attribute the situation at that time to the "inner demon" paper.At that time, he really thought that as long as he died, the little monk would be able to ascend to immortality and live a smooth and comfortable life from now on.But he never thought about whether Xie Zhenghong would accept his kindness or not.Even more subconsciously, he forgot the oath that the little monk made to him at the double cultivation ceremony.

Fortunately, at this time Shenxiu has not recovered all her memories.

After worrying, Wen Chunxiang finally had time to calm down and take a good look at Shenxiu.

The little monk really became a little monk, no, a little monk.

Wen Chunxiang waved the branch, watching this white, fat, tender little creature put his hand to his mouth, and looked at himself curiously, feeling as if he drank the top-quality spiritual wine that Yan Qiao buried under the tree , dizzy as if drunk.

How can the little monk be so cute?

Wen Chunxiang himself didn't lose his memory, and he also knew that the little monk's appearance was probably only temporary, so he immediately threw his previous troubled emotions out of the blue, and started playing with the little monk.

Whether the little monk is in a daze or happy, he is very cute. Every day after night falls, Wen Chunxiang is extremely happy.

It's just that Wen Chunxiang's cultivation base is low after all at the moment, even in his dream, he can't restrain himself from maintaining the appearance of the white peony, and he will inevitably turn into a black peony.At this time, Wen Chunxiang was in a bad mood.

In the past, he was only dyed black, but now he is a genuine and pure black peony.

I don't know if it will be good to become an adult in the future?

Wen Chunxiang sighed silently, waved Ye Zi and patted Shenxiu's little butt.

Let's see if you dare to raise other peonies in the future!

I knew you liked white skins!

Wen Chunxiang has been with Shenxiu for 11 years, watching him gradually change from a small group to a young boy, and his facial features have become very similar to the previous Xie Zhenghong, and he is slowly counting the days in his heart, knowing that he is far away from himself The day to really meet the little monk is coming.

"I finally found you, my little Peony."

Shenxiu's hand held Wen Chunxiang's rhizome, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, just falling on Wen Chunxiang's flower buds.

The buds bloom slowly.

Soon, in front of Shenxiu, it turned into a black peony with exactly the same posture as in the dream.

A faint divine breath diffused around one person and one flower, and a golden light flashed, pouring into the person and flower respectively.

Numerous pictures kept popping up in the memory of the two of them.

Happy, unhappy, angry, awkward, everything.

Shenxiu, no, he should be called Xie Zhenghong now.

The memories that were intentionally sealed by him flooded out all of a sudden, and quickly merged into a vast ocean, enveloping him in it.

"Senior, long time no see."

Xie Zhenghong opened his eyes, with a long-lost expression on his face, stroking Wen Chunxiang's flowers and said.

Wen Chunxiang trembled, but still couldn't help shouting, "Little monk, take your hands away."

Don't tease your seniors casually!

He can't take shape yet!

Xie Zhenghong carefully dug Wen Chunxiang out of the cliff.

It's just that Wen Chunxiang grew up in a special position, so he inevitably stumbled into a position he shouldn't have.

This is a pain for Wen Chunxiang.

Apart from being unable to transform, he now has all the feelings he should have.And because this is his body now, it is even more sensitive.My Taoist companion, the cute and handsome little monk bumped into him, and every time he touched a fatal place, his heart almost burned into a sea of ​​flames.

However, Wen Chunxiang could only hold back.

He is just a peony flower now, what else can he do except hold back?

After Xie Zhenghong dug him out, he seldom talked to Wen Chunxiang.

"Senior, last time you decided to die with Ji Xie on your own, you didn't say a word to the little monk at all. So until the little monk has not calmed down, I won't say a word to you again." After finishing speaking, Xie Zhenghong took it seriously Without saying a word to Wen Chunxiang, after walking down the mountain, he bought a flower pot for Wen Chunxiang, planted him in the flower pot, took a bath and changed his clothes again.

By the way, Xie Zhenghong bathed and dressed in front of Wen Chunxiang.

If Wen Chunxiang stood here in person, maybe Xie Zhenghong would feel a little embarrassed.

But now Wen Chunxiang can only shake the flower buds in the flowerpot, Xie Zhenghong's behavior has become calm and composed.

Xie Zhenghong, who had recovered his memory, grew a little taller.

He was originally growing up, but now that Xie Zhenghong started to practice again, he looked even more handsome and upright, like a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.

And fourteen or fifteen years old is considered an adult in the mortal world.

So Xie Zhenghong walked around holding Wen Chunxiang in his arms, but he didn't attract any curious eyes.

Wen Chunxiang tried his best but couldn't say a word to Xie Zhenghong, even if he was dreaming at night, the whole flower looked sick and weak, as if he was sick.

"Young master, young master!"

Xie Zhenghong was walking along the street when suddenly a middle-aged man ran after Xie Zhenghong and shouted.

"Little boy, wait a minute, stop."

Xie Zhenghong later realized that the other party might be calling him, so he stopped and turned his head quietly.

The middle-aged man was well dressed, and even when he was running, he looked elegant. The jade pendant he was wearing was priceless.Xie Zhenghong could even see the faint dragon aura rising from this person.

Is it the real dragon emperor in this world?

Xie Zhenghong's thoughts turned quickly.

When I was walking before, I seemed to have heard that the emperor of the current dynasty went down to the south of the Yangtze River, and he might be visiting the area around here. Could it be the person in front of me?

The current emperor can also be regarded as a wise and holy master.

If the people are not living well, then ordinary people can't get enough to eat, and it is impossible for them to have any thoughts on planting flowers and enjoying them.The peony symbolizes wealth and auspiciousness, and is the flower of the prosperous age. Everyone loves peony, which has already explained a lot of problems.

"I don't know if this master is calling, what's the matter?" Xie Zhenghong asked neither humble nor overbearing.

The middle-aged man, that is, when the emperor saw Xie Zhenghong's appearance, he secretly praised him in his heart.There are so many child prodigies in the capital, but not many of them can match the demeanor of the young man in front of him.

Xie Zhenghong himself may not have noticed, but he is quite famous on this street.

When the emperor was playing on the street with his guards to observe the people's livelihood, he heard many people talking about a handsome young man holding a peony flower, like a banished fairy, walking on the street. It is a beautiful landscape.In addition, he was holding a pot of extremely beautiful black peonies, and he was suspected of being a fairy child descending to the earth. With the combination of the two, no one dared to go up and say a word.

Today the emperor was traveling again, and he saw the boy holding flowers that everyone was talking about in the crowd at a glance, and immediately became interested and ran up.

He heard the people talking about it before, and he still felt that these people were exaggerating.

Jiangnan is also a land of outstanding people, and there are many outstanding young people. How could a young man holding flowers suddenly become the object of discussion after dinner?

However, the emperor didn't know the rumors were true until he saw it with his own eyes.

The young man in front of him is not very old, but his demeanor is surprisingly calm, it is easy for people to ignore his age.Not to mention, this person still has a dusty air about him, just looking at him, his mood calms down uncontrollably.This feeling is really interesting.

"My surname is Shang, Shang Tianci, and I have met this young master before." The emperor cupped his hands and said.

"Shenxiu is polite." Since the other party is the emperor, he may have to meet again when he goes to Huguo Temple in the future, so Xie Zhenghong still uses the name of Shenxiu.

"Shenxiu, it sounds like a Buddhist dharma name." The emperor was puzzled, "Could it be that your excellency is a lay disciple of some temple?" But even Huguo Temple has never seen such an outstanding lay disciple.

"It's just that I was young and sick, and my parents took care of me so I took the Buddha's name, hoping to be blessed by the Buddha." Xie Zhenghong shook his head, "I don't know why this master wants to live here?"

"Oh, that's it." After listening to the explanation, the emperor didn't feel that the other party was lying. If there were really such outstanding lay disciples in the temple, they would have been publicized by the temple long ago.

"It's not suitable to talk here. If you can trust me, you might as well follow me." The emperor invited with a smile.

Xie Zhenghong nodded, "Then please trouble Master Shang."

"Master, master, the subordinate is late."

A group of young guards rushed over quickly. Seeing the emperor and Xie Zhenghong chatting and laughing, they didn't dare to disturb them, so they had to stand aside and dared not speak out until they stopped.

"It's okay." The emperor looked at these subordinates with satisfaction, "This young master Shenxiu is my guest, so don't neglect him."

"Yes." The guards looked up at Xie Zhenghong and responded in unison.

"I'm old, if you don't mind my son, how about calling you Shenxiu?"

"Where, Master Shang is free."

"Shenxiu is straightforward." The emperor laughed, "If Shenxiu doesn't mind, it's fine to call me Big Brother. I'm old enough to be your father, so I might as well take advantage of you."

Shenxiu smiled, but said nothing.

The emperor thought Shenxiu was shy, so he smiled and said nothing.

At that time, a few confidant guards looked at the emperor and Xie Zhenghong curiously, feeling very incredible.His Majesty is famous for being unsmiling, and in just a few words, he smiled at this Shenxiu more times than he laughed in a year in the palace!

I don't know how those princes who are afraid of His Majesty will feel when they see him?

The emperor didn't come for Xie Zhenghong at first, because he couldn't see Xie Zhenghong's face because of the angle, he could only see the black peony in Xie Zhenghong's hand.

Black peonies are rare, and most black peonies, such as "Black Oiran", "Wujin Yaohui" and "Grand World Black Jade", are not pure black peonies, but are almost black in color.The closer to the black peony, the higher the value. As the emperor is the lord of a country, the most valuable pot of black peony in the imperial garden is not half as rich in color as Wen Chunxiang's.

The emperor loved flowers, so naturally he ran down immediately, wanting to take a closer look at this pot of peerless black peonies.

I don't want to meet the owner of this flower, but feel that this owner is much more precious than this peony.

Wen Chunxiang planted it in the pot quietly, watching the old man chatting with the little monk with a smile on his face, he felt even more aggrieved.

What kind of person is this, this is, leaving aside his peerless black peony, he keeps asking the little monk what's going on?Don't think it's great to have a dragon spirit on your body. In the past, he could destroy your country with a flick of a finger.

Wen Chunxiang absolutely does not admit that he is narrow-minded.

The little monk hadn't spoken a word to him for so long. Instead, he talked and laughed with this mortal. He answered whatever he asked, and the contrast in attitude should not be too obvious.

It's a pity that even though Wen Chunxiang was full of resentment, he could only stay in the flower pot and watch Xie Zhenghong smile at others.

In his dream, he could still do something to the little monk, and that only relied on the power of the contract.Relying on himself, let alone turning into a human form, even if he wanted to stretch out a branch to slap the emperor, he couldn't do it.

"Where does Shenxiu want to go?" The emperor led Xie Zhenghong to a small courtyard specially found for them by the local magistrate, and sent someone to serve tea to Xie Zhenghong, asking with a smile.

"I had Master Fan before, and I hoped that I would go with him to Huguo Temple. It's just that something was delayed halfway, and Master Fan was allowed to take the first step." Xie Zhenghong replied.

"Master Liaofan, Huguo Temple?" The emperor was silent for a while, "So you are the soul boy Liaofan found."

The emperor heaved a long sigh, "That Master Liao Fan really has extraordinary vision."

"Brother Shang seems to know something about Huguo Temple." Xie Zhenghong rubbed his teacup and asked, "Is there something inappropriate?"

"This... is also inappropriate. If Shenxiu is willing to listen, you can listen to me." The emperor was silent for a while and said, "In fact, I have never met the host of the Huguo Temple. It's just that my mother trusts him. Youjia, no matter what good things you have to give him. And I heard that he was not young when my mother was young. Is there really someone in this world who can live forever?"

"Maybe that's it." Xie Zhenghong didn't say anything dead.

In fact, when he saw the emperor, Xie Zhenghong found that besides the dragon aura, there was also a faint black aura on his body.It's just that the emperor is young and strong, and he is a king blessed by heaven and earth, so the black air can't help him for a while.But the emperor will grow old after all, as the princes grow up, the dragon aura will gradually be removed, and Xie Zhenghong dare not guess what the black aura will do to the emperor.

Based on what Xie Zhenghong heard about the national teacher, he tended that this national teacher is also a monk, but his cultivation level may not be high. Now that his lifespan is nearing the end, he will inevitably find a way to extend his lifespan.As for finding the soul boy, perhaps it should be more accurate to say that it is more accurate to find a child with a single spiritual root qualification.

Anyone with spiritual roots must at least have dual spiritual roots.

In such a place where the aura is weak, monks with dual spiritual roots are really rare.Liao Fan said that there are a total of four people who have the same qualifications as him to come out to find the soul boy.In other words, there are four dual spiritual roots.

But that national teacher may not want the aptitude of this pair of spiritual roots, he wants to find someone with a single spiritual root to seize the house, but his own body and cultivation are not enough to support him to find a child with a single spiritual root, so We can only let these four disciples go, and let them come according to their wishes.Although the aura here is weak, people with spiritual roots react differently to people who also have spiritual roots, especially those with double spiritual roots.

Of course, this is just Xie Zhenghong's guess.The specific situation can only be determined after meeting the abbot.

Xie Zhenghong remembered that before he was reincarnated, his body condensed into a few relics after his body passed away, probably with Yan Qiao.If he can get the relic back, he can quickly restore his previous cultivation.Similarly, after the catastrophe, the petal left by Wen Chunxiang was also with the relic.With the aura of this place, seniors don't know how many years they have to wait if they want to transform into a form. If they can't return to the cultivation world, things will be much more troublesome.

Fortunately, the abbot of Huguo Temple is very likely to be a monk.

If he is a monk, he must have a spirit stone on his body, and he may know the way to the world of cultivation, it is impossible for Xie Zhenghong not to look for him.

When Xie Zhenghong was in the Daochun Middle World, he was a monk at the Golden Core stage when he came out of the mountain, but now he has completely become a mortal. Even if he cultivates, it is only in the Qi refining stage. This kind of experience is quite interesting.It's just fun, but if he doesn't recover his cultivation for a day, it will be more difficult for the senior to transform into form, so he still needs to work hard.

It's just these things, don't talk to the seniors for the time being.

He was proud and arrogant. If he knew that he had to deal with a monk in the small Qi refining period or foundation building period and would have to risk the lives of two people, it would probably be unbearable.At that time, with the way of thinking of the seniors, I am afraid that he will feel that he has troubled himself again.

"The rumors from the outside world are always good." When the emperor mentioned Huguo Temple, his face was not very good. "It's just that those bad rumors have been suppressed. The abbot of Huguo Temple is very smart and has never been near the capital. , and rarely attack the family members of dignitaries. But according to my investigation, many families who believe in the Huguo Temple have lost their children!"

"...Child?" Xie Zhenghong became a little interested, "How old is it?"

"Eleven or twelve years old." The emperor sighed. "Children at this age cannot be easily abducted by others, but if they are lost, they are lost. No one is alive, no one is dead. I just know that they have all been to Huguo Temple. They disappeared. I also checked in the Huguo Temple, and there was no trace of those children at all. Those who lost their children were ordinary people, and they were not in the capital, so they were almost suppressed. If it wasn't... I didn't even know something like this happened."

"Brother Shang, can you confirm that the disappearance of these children is related to Huguo Temple?"

"Not sure." The emperor shook his head, "It doesn't matter whether it's the court officials or their wives, even the queen mother and princess in the palace almost all believe in the Huguo Temple. The abbot rarely appears on weekdays, and the country has never asked Yu has made great contributions, and it is not so easy to check."

He claims to be a good emperor, and it is even more impossible to send the abbot of Huguo Temple to prison because of these non-existent things, so he can only investigate secretly.But Shenxiu has no power or power, and almost no one in the family, if it was really the abbot's actions, he might not escape the murderous hands.The emperor is a person who loves talents, Shenxiu has such talents at a young age, and he must be a pillar of talent when he grows up, how could he have the heart to let him go to the Huguo Temple to die?

"Brother Shang, let me take a look." Xie Zhenghong smiled, "Brother Shang, don't think I'm tall, but I'm only 12 years old this year."

"You're only twelve?" The emperor was a little surprised, and he believed Shenxiu's ten.

Xie Zhenghong thought for a while, his eyes softened, he tried to relax his expression, and softly cupped his hands at the emperor, "It's really like that."

He even changed his voice.

The emperor looked at Shenxiu in front of him again, his eyes were clear, his voice was soft, his expression was a bit sly and childish, no matter how he looked at it, he was just a boy of eleven or twelve years old!

The emperor couldn't help rubbing his eyes, feeling that he seemed to be wrong.

But he couldn't be wrong.

It is shocking.

Seeing that Xie Zhenghong had made up his mind to go, the emperor didn't want to miss such an opportunity to find out the details of Huguo Temple. After discussing with Xie Zhenghong for a while, he ordered someone to prepare a house for Xie Zhenghong and ask him to sleep. The specific matters need to be discussed again. Fan.

The emperor himself also felt strange, why would he choose to tell this important matter to a strange boy?But he also believes that his vision is not wrong, which may be what people often say about fate.

After the two of them rested, the servants came to pack their things.

"This is the best scented tea, and His Majesty is reluctant to drink it himself. No matter how many ministers begged for it, this man named Shenxiu didn't even take a sip?" The palace lady looked at the cold scented tea suspiciously and said.This scented tea has an endless fragrance, but it is a treasure among treasures, even an ignorant person can tell the good from the bad at a glance.

"Probably nervous." Another court lady smiled, "How many people dare to drink tea in peace in front of His Majesty?"

The maid of honor had a quick look at that Shenxiu, and felt that the other party should not be, but she couldn't find a better reason, so she had to give up.

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Xiao Hu tried his best to dress up Yan Chixia and Fozi well.

The ghosts in Lanruo Temple are all female ghosts, and they all suck the energy of men.What they like most are Mr. Pian Pianjia and weak scholars. They don't like strong men with vigorous blood, and their aesthetics are biased toward little boys.

Yan Chixia shaved off her beard, combed her hair well, put some powder on it, and changed into nicer clothes. She still looked like a gentleman.It's just that Yan Chixia was carrying so many messy things on her body for the first time, and she walked very awkwardly, so she had to slow down, which looked very bluffing.

On the other hand, on the side of Buddha, Xiao Hu thought for a long time, but decided to dress up their master as a "cold and proud" cold beauty.

Sometimes such a lonely man can also trigger a woman's desire to conquer.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh good good, I want to give him a monkey!" the monkey monster screamed in a low voice.

"Go away, last time you said you were going to give birth to the Monkey King of Huaguo Mountain!"

"QAQ, but the Monkey King is long gone. Now Huaguo Mountain is not known for how many generations of the Monkey King."

"The Lord of the Temple is mine, if you want to grab me, I will stab you to death with a sword!" The wolf demon was not to be outdone.

Seeing that these goblins were about to fight, the big man coughed twice and glared at them, and they immediately calmed down.

Their pocket money is given by the big man, dare not not listen!

"Zhang Daoyou, is this really possible?" Yan Chixia asked depressedly, looking at herself dressed in gaudy clothes, and then at the simple and elegant Buddha.

"This..." Fozi was about to speak, when he saw Xiao Hu and Qiu Nu who said "come and praise me", "I think it's not bad."

Yan Chixia opened her mouth speechlessly, but stopped.

"Then let's go."

After finishing speaking, Yan Chixia and Fozi rode towards the direction of Lanruo Temple.