The first Buddha in history

In a daze, Xie Zhenghong found himself in a lotus pond with no edge.

There are countless gods and Buddhas floating above the lotus pond, with expressions of compassion, serenity or anger, but there is calmness and indifference in their eyes.

At this time, among those gods and Buddhas, a faint voice sounded.

Xie Zhenghong couldn't describe the mystery of that voice, but felt that his originally ignorant head suddenly woke up and fell into endless white mist in a blink of an eye.He couldn't control his body, and found himself rising into the air, leaving with that person's voice, and finally entered a certain hall.

For countless years afterwards, I heard that Da Neng recite scriptures and lectures, listened to him solve countless people's doubts with a few words, and heard countless people shouting "Buddha" together towards that Da Neng.

"You should know that life, death, and Nirvana have neither arising nor extinction, neither coming nor desiring, and what is attained is neither gained nor lost, neither taken nor discarded... All dharmas are equal and incorruptible."

After Xie Zhenghong heard the Buddha's recitation, the endless white mist in front of his eyes dissipated, and there was a golden light in front of him, and countless gods and Buddhas looked towards him.

And Xie Zhenghong's eyes fixed on the Buddha in front of him.

He has a thousand postures, and every side is unforgettable. The moment he met his eyes, Xie Zhenghong felt that everything about him was invisible in front of him, but he couldn't resist at all, and even felt a little happy.

"Spiritual intelligence has been born, great kindness!"

Xie Zhenghong woke up suddenly, in front of him was a scene he was not familiar with, but there was still the breath of the senior around him.

By the way, senior!

Xie Zhenghong sat up from the jade bed, and the memory that had been somewhat blurred began to clear up in his mind.

He remembered that he seemed to be at a loss by the tricks of the Wuhuang Immortal Lord, but when he saw the Wuhuang Immortal Lord holding a knife and trying to cut the flesh and blood of the senior, he was furious for a while, and the power in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness began to fill his whole body. At the moment when the power is full, the Wuhuang Immortal Monarch is nothing more than an ant.

Xie Zhenghong released his consciousness to see those things in the depths of his own sea of ​​consciousness.

The scene that was originally blurred and unclear suddenly became clear in front of Xie Zhenghong.

He knew that what was in the depths of the sea was nothing extraordinary.

After all, it is nothing more than a cassock, a Zen staff, and three Dharma seals.

Of the three seals, one of them has already been engraved with a seal, but the handwriting is blurred, and the remaining two seals are empty, appearing extraordinarily clean.

Xie Zhenghong didn't know why he saw such a thing.

These are too common for Buddhist cultivators, even beyond Xie Zhenghong's original imagination.

But after thinking about it, it makes sense.For Buddhist cultivators, these things should be available, and even to a large extent, these Buddhist fairy artifacts represent a kind of Xie Zhenghong's Buddhist way.

It's just that Xie Zhenghong also knows that these things are not complete.

Needless to say, there are no seals engraved with words, even the cassock and the Zen staff, in fact, they only show a prototype, and Xie Zhenghong needs to take his time to make specific carvings.

Xie Zhenghong pulled his consciousness back from the sea of ​​consciousness, and found that his cultivation base had risen to a level, reaching the level of immeasurable gods and Buddhas.And the original seal of impermanence is much fuller, and Xie Zhenghong can feel the incomparably powerful power in his hand when he raises his hand slightly.

Compared with the previous Golden Buddha grade, it is really a difference between heaven and earth, cloud and mud.

The immeasurable gods and Buddhas are only at the same level as the Daluo Jinxian, so what about the higher-level immortals before?Now that Xie Zhenghong thinks about coming, he is also afraid for a while.If I hadn't used the power in my body at that time, maybe the senior would have been poisoned.

"Little monk, you are awake." Just as Xie Zhenghong was contemplating, Wen Chunxiang threw himself into Xie Zhenghong's arms like a sharp arrow, "Oh, I feel that your hand feels better, little monk." Wen Chunxiang touched it Xie Zhenghong gave the waist and said with a smile.

Immediately, Xie Zhenghong's depressed thoughts disappeared.

It seems that when looking at Wen Chunxiang, these worries have nothing to do with him.

"Senior, you seem to be very happy. Did something good happen?" Xie Zhenghong put his arms around Wen Chunxiang and asked with a smile.

"That's right, something good happened." Wen Chunxiang nodded seriously, "But I don't want to tell you yet."

The past that always thought he was a weed is simply Wen Chunxiang's black history, how could he tell the little monk casually?Now that the little monk's cultivation base is already higher than him, if the little monk knew about his past, would he be ashamed?

Xie Zhenghong laughed when he heard the words, even if the senior didn't say it now, he would always know.

And there are only a few things that Wen Chunxiang doesn't want to talk about. Looking at Wen Chunxiang's expression, he can eliminate the part that has to do with Xie Zhenghong, and the rest are probably things that the seniors don't want to recall and feel ashamed of.

Could it be that it has something to do with the senior who didn't change form before?

Wen Chunxiang didn't know that with a simple sentence, he had guessed all about what Xie Zhenghong had tried to hide, and his current thoughts were still on Xie Zhenghong.

"I can feel the aura emanating from your body is much stronger. It seems that the jade bed is quite useful. Come, let me check it. Is there any change?" He raised his hand, determined to "check" Xie Zhenghong's whole body.

"Cough cough." Emperor Ling coughed embarrassingly, and finally stopped Wen Chunxiang's next actions.

A group of spiritual cultivators behind Lingdi also watched the whole process, and were immediately ashamed and didn't know where to put their hands.

The sense of existence of these people together should not be low. How could Wen Chunxiang and his Taoist companion completely ignore them and concentrate on enjoying the world of the two of them?Taoist couple and the others have seen a lot, but they have never seen one as greasy as these two.

Only then did Wen Chunxiang realize that there was someone behind him!

He didn't want others to see the little monk being "checked" by him, it wouldn't be worth it if he had a few more rivals in love.

"Your Majesty, my Taoist companion has woken up. Thank you for your previous help." Wen Chunxiang held Xie Zhenghong's hand with one hand, passed some news that he had fainted, put one hand on his chest, and bowed slightly to Emperor Ling bye.

"You're welcome, it's your Taoist companion who should have this opportunity." Ling Diquan stepped into their cave as if he didn't see their small movements, and took a closer look at Xie Zhenghong's current appearance. A bit of appreciation.

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Xie would become an immeasurable god and Buddha in such a short period of time. Such a speed is truly terrifying for future generations."

With Emperor Ling's eyes, he can naturally see Xie Zhenghong's current state.

Even if his eyes are picky, he can't pick out any flaws in Xie Zhenghong now.

Originally, he thought that Xie Zhenghong broke through for some reason, even if he became an immeasurable god and Buddha, he might be somewhat lacking in state of mind, so he specially brought some good things for concentration.But Xie Zhenghong's eyes are clear now, and his eyes are full of spirit, no matter how he looks at it, he doesn't seem to be lacking.If I hadn't seen Xie Zhenghong fainted before, I would have thought that Xie Zhenghong was steady and steady, and it took thousands of years of practice to achieve the immeasurable gods and Buddhas.

"Dare to ask, Brother Daoist, have you calmed down?"

Xie Zhenghong closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, the way he looked at Emperor Ling changed slightly, "It's okay."

"Oh?" Emperor Ling flicked his fingers slightly, and looked at Wen Chunxiang who was on the side, "It seems that Brother Wen's heart should be calm."

Wen Chunxiang pursed his lips, not wanting to play any tricks with Emperor Ling, "One flower is one world, one leaf is one Tathagata, spring comes and flowers turn green, and autumn leaves fall. Infinite prajna is at ease, speech is silent, movement and stillness are natural. Shenxiu has This opportunity is at the right time and place, Your Majesty does not need to worry about being calm."

Emperor Ling smiled and looked at Wen Chunxiang, "I just said one thing, but it attracted so many words from you. Looking for a Buddhist monk to be a Taoist companion, it seems that your level of Buddhism is also very good."

"Your Majesty doesn't know something." Xie Zhenghong smiled, and interrupted Lingdi's words, "Before the ascension, the little monk's Buddhism has always been taught by Chunxiang."

"This is really strange." Emperor Ling raised his eyebrows and pointed to the spiritual disciples behind him, "I usually let them read the Buddhist scriptures and Tao Te Ching to sharpen their minds, but each of them thought of countless fallacies to escape. Come out. I didn’t expect to hear that Taoist friends have such high attainments in Buddhism, which is really rare.” Their innate spiritual aptitude is better than human cultivation, but such mysterious and mysterious things as understanding are not as good as human cultivation.

Especially those scriptures of Taoism and Buddhism, in the eyes of many spiritual cultivators and demon cultivators, they are comparable to heavenly books, not to mention delving into them, and it feels like a headache to read more.

Sure enough, Wen Chunxiang was able to abduct a promising Buddhist cultivator like Xie Zhenghong to be a Taoist companion, his own ability is really not bad.

Seeing the impatient smile on Wen Chunxiang's face, Emperor Ling felt embarrassed to continue to disturb the young couple, and couldn't help laughing softly, "Since you two still have something to say, then I won't bother you. Then I will Let someone send the resources of the two of you, and you can practice here with peace of mind."

After speaking, Emperor Ling was the first to disappear in front of everyone.

The remaining spiritual practitioners also felt that it was unnecessary for them to stay, but they still had to send the prepared gifts.

"We have some worthless things here, and I gave them as a gift for meeting, and please accept them." Bi Qing said, "I have offended you a lot in the past, and I hope you don't mind."

"Guardian Biqing is serious." Wen Chunxiang replied to Biqing.

Biqing handed over the spirit grass in her hand, turned and left.

Then the other spiritual practitioners hurriedly piled up the gifts they had prepared in Wen Chunxiang's cave, congratulated them casually, and left one after another.Even His Majesty is gone, these little people should hurry up and leave.

"...It's quite interesting." Wen Chunxiang collected the spiritual grass materials on the ground by category, and by the way, he calculated what good things he could use these things to cultivate for the little monk.It has to be said that these spirit cultivators are very generous with their hands, no matter where these things are placed, they can definitely get them.

"Senior." Xie Zhenghong smiled and bent down to pick up the things together with Wen Chunxiang, "It seems that senior likes the Spiritual Cultivation Palace quite a bit. If I knew this, I should have asked senior to come here with Guardian Biqing .”

Wen Chunxiang stopped collecting the spirit grass, and looked at Xie Zhenghong with a half-smile, "What, little monk, are you jealous?"

"It's okay." Xie Zhenghong said honestly.

"Hey, Feng Shui turns around." Wen Chunxiang glanced at Xie Zhenghong with a smile, "When you were surrounded by countless friends and pets, I didn't feel very good."

Xie Zhenghong was speechless.

"Of course, the most important person is you." Wen Chunxiang got up and hugged Xie Zhenghong, "If you behave better in the future, I will stay away from them."

"How does one count as being good?"

"This, it will be clear after I check it."

Wen Chunxiang drew a few circles on Xie Zhenghong's chest, silently looked at Xie Zhenghong and smiled.

The golden sala flower lives in the thirty heavens, and it is also a Buddha, that is, the cultivation level of the immortal emperor.In addition, he had been enlightened by the Buddha himself before, and he had a very good relationship with the disciples of the Buddha. Even if it was spiritual practice, his status in the Buddhist world was still high.Now that many rare Arhat Bodhisattvas have fallen, their status has risen even higher.Lingdi said before that he would not be able to invite the golden sala flower easily, but he was sincere and not lying.

After the Thirty Heavens, the number of immortals and Buddhas living here will drop sharply.

In such a huge world, without the coordinates of friends, even if you travel around for tens of thousands of years, you may not be able to meet a single person.The higher the level of cultivation, the less cause and effect, most of the immortals and Buddhas will only be safe in their own caves, and they will give advice to disciples and believers if they have something to do, and they will rest and sleep in their own caves if they have nothing to do.Seriously speaking, those who really live like the gods in the legend and are not bothered by foreign affairs, at least they must be the immortals and Buddhas above the thirtieth heaven.

The cave where the golden sala lives is filled with countless Buddhist scriptures.

As far as the eye can see, there is almost a sea of ​​books, and there is no edge at all, and these books are all written by Jinbo Luohua himself.

This is his way of cultivation, using mortal pens, inks, papers and inkstones, to copy different scriptures and Buddhist texts again and again, to let himself meditate and concentrate on Buddhism.He is not a human race, so he can only work harder in cultivation.

At least, at least it must be able to survive until it jumps out of the 33rd layer.

Jinboluohua wrote the last word, and at the end, she used a little force, and a tiny drop of ink landed on his face. Soon, the ink drop slid down his face, leaving no trace trace.

As the incarnation of spiritual plants, the appearance of golden sala flowers is too exotic.

His skin is too pale, and his lips look abnormally rosy, and he looks even more coquettish than those magicians.He also wanted to change his appearance and make himself more popular.But the Buddha said that beauty and bones are all appearances. After Jin Poluohua figured this out, she showed her true colors to others and calmly looked at other people's eyes.

This look is what he was born with, and if he conceals it more, it will make him feel guilty.

In front of the Dao, everyone is equal, so why should you care too much about your appearance?

As soon as Jin Poluohua put away her pen, she received a message from Emperor Ling.

This is strange.

Three thousand years ago, after Jin Poluohua rejected Lingdi's invitation, Lingdi never came to look for him ignorantly, why did he start sending messages to him again now?

Today, Jin Poluohua copied scriptures very smoothly and was in a good mood, so she didn't block Lingdi's message, but waved lightly, and Lingdi's smiling face appeared in front of him immediately.

"Jinboluo, we haven't spoken for 3000 years." Lingdi asked with a smile.

Jin Poluo looked at Lingdi who had turned into a man, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "In 3000 years, you changed your appearance again, why are you so persistent?"

"I am neither male nor female, so I can change my appearance as I like." Lingdi said indifferently, "You, on the other hand, haven't changed at all. At our stage, if we don't make some changes, we must Looking at the same face for years is really boring."

"What do you want me to do?" Seeing that Emperor Ling had been going around in circles with him, Jin Poluo simply took a blank book again and began to silently write the scriptures he had transcribed before.

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Lingdi raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a bit of displeasure, "We are in the same blood anyway, even though you have become a Buddhist venerable, there is no need to be so alienated from me .”

"The way is different, and we don't conspire with each other. Now you are a spiritual practitioner, the leader of the spiritual temple, and I am a Buddhist practitioner, a Buddhist venerable. We didn't have much to talk about. Some Things, God knows, you know, I know, just smile at each other and it’s over." Jin Poluo wrote a few scriptures on the paper without looking back, "The tone tells you that there is something or nothing, it’s not I will write a few more scriptures."

"Jin Poluo, do the math, we haven't seen Taoist ancestors for tens of thousands of years." Lingdi asked suddenly.

Jinboluo's hand holding the pen stopped.

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"Beyond the 33rd heaven, there is an endless void, where countless worlds can be opened up, and a world can be created. Back then, the master of countless avenues gave lectures in the endless void. You and I had the opportunity to attend with a few saints, and few listened Just a few words have established the foundation of the current Immortal Emperor. Thinking about it now, I still feel that it is infinitely mysterious and difficult to understand. If we want to go one step closer, we must go to the endless void." Lingdi said after a moment of contemplation.

Hearing what Lingdi said, Jin Poluo showed a smile on his face, "Of course I know. But now we can't even go to the 33rd heaven, so how can we jump out of the 33rd heaven and go to the endless void? Let alone a saint now, Even the quasi-sage did not show any trace."

"That's why I came here." Lingdi said.

"Oh?"

"I also want to know what is in the endless void. I want to recall the matter of listening to the Fa back then, but my mind is blurred, and I can't remember the whole process. Later, I asked some fairy friends who went with me, and they seemed to be similar. .”

"The Dao ancestors don't want us to know something, so it's impossible for us to know." Jin Poluo frowned slightly, "It's not beautiful to think too much. With your strength and mine, can you still try to compete with the Dao ancestor?"

"Of course not." Lingdi waved his hand, "A flash of Taoist thought can completely wipe out my karma. How dare I have any thoughts about them? It's just that I recently discovered a Buddha fairy who is very likely to help us go No.30 Three Heavens."

"What kind of Buddha, why don't I know?" Jin Poluo couldn't help looking up at Lingdi when he heard what Lingdi said.With his current status in the Buddhist world, are there any Buddha immortals that he doesn't know?

"I can't figure it out." Seeing Jin Poluo's curiosity, Emperor Ling slowly slowed down.

"You can't figure it out?" Jin Poluo was stunned for a moment, if even Lingdi couldn't figure it out, maybe he could really help them go to the No.30 third heaven.

But there's no reason why he doesn't know about the Buddha Immortal who can live in No.30's third heaven.

"who is it?"

"Oh, this matter is very important, and I won't be able to explain it for a while." Emperor Ling sighed, "Why don't you come to my spiritual cultivation heaven to see for yourself. In case I misunderstood Hey, it suddenly occurred to me that I still have some things to do, so let’s do this first.” After speaking, the image of Emperor Ling disappeared in front of Jin Poluo, leaving Jin Poluo staring blankly.

After not seeing him for many years, Lingdi seems to have become a lot smarter!

Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong are satisfied with their double cultivation. After they finished, they looked at their own cultivation. It seems that they have reached the late stage of Lingxian, and they are a little satisfied.

If things go on like this, the little monk is in charge of continuous cultivation, and he is in charge of dual cultivation and eating soft meals, which seems to be pretty good.

Wait, I am also a generation of powers, how can I have such a degenerate idea that I don't want to make progress?

But... But this idea is really very tempting, even the most powerful heart demon does not have such power.

Wen Chunxiang was tormented in his heart and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Xie Zhenghong opened his eyes and saw Wen Chunxiang's distressed expression at the moment, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

It's been a long time since he saw his senior look so distressed and sweet, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Strange to say.

Every time Wen Chunxiang tried his best to conceal Xie Zhenghong's affairs, Xie Zhenghong always guessed right.Xie Zhenghong couldn't guess Wen Chunxiang's random thoughts when he was distracted and in a daze.

Just like now.

Xie Zhenghong had no idea what Wen Chunxiang was thinking to show such a weird and cute expression.

"Senior, do you want to talk about your past?" Xie Zhenghong stretched out his hand, stroked Wen Chunxiang's hair and asked, "After arriving at the Spiritual Cultivation Palace, you seem to be a little absent-minded."

"It seems that I didn't hide it very well." Wen Chunxiang woke up from his contemplation, and when he heard Xie Zhenghong's question, he felt a little helpless, "I didn't want to tell you, but I don't know what to do now?"

"Appreciate further details."

"Little monk, did I tell you what happened before I came to the world and was adopted by old monk Shenxiu?" Wen Chunxiang asked seriously.

"This..." Xie Zhenghong thought about it carefully, and he was sure that Wen Chunxiang hadn't said anything about it, "Not really."

"I'm in a good mood now, so it doesn't matter if I tell you." Wen Chunxiang felt a bit broken in his heart, anyway, the little monk with the most unlucky appearance was almost there, "Ahem, in fact, before I officially bloomed , my wish is to become a... a..."

Wen Chunxiang's voice gradually dropped.

"A what?"

"...This question is not important, let's skip to the next thing."

Wen Chunxiang thought he was ready, but at this moment, he really couldn't say that his previous hope was a dog's tail grass!

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Once the No. 90 nine pine nuts of Fozi turned into human forms, it means that 99 of them can formally show up in the nut world, and choose one of the many monks to be their own master.

Looking at his 98 brothers, Fozi couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

He could hardly tell who was who?

"99, you have to remember that those who get it easily will not be cherished. So we have to set up various difficulties, comprehensively investigate those monks, and finally choose the tallest from the short ones, and pick the one that is not so bad. Alas, now The quality of cultivation is really getting worse." The boss covered his forehead, shook his head and sighed.

They took shape a few years earlier than the Buddha, and have seen many people cultivate, but because the Buddha has not yet transformed, they have not chosen a master.But now little 99 has been born, and the golden pine nut shell that protected them has disappeared, and they are left to rely on themselves for the rest.

Buddha heard the 98 brothers in front of him chattering in his ears, and he almost imagined that human cultivation was a monster.

The news that the pine nuts of the Golden Pine Cone were going to start picking masters quickly spread all over the world, and demon cultivators, human cultivators, and even some monks of monster blood came one after another.Maybe these pine nuts have taken a fancy to them.

By the way, when these monks come here, they either wear white clothes or yellow clothes. It is said that this can increase the intimacy of the pine nuts. It is better to choose someone who looks similar to yourself than someone who has a completely different aesthetic.

Seeing these monks coming to break through the level like a rainbow in the brothers' water mirror, the Buddha was still shocked!