The first Buddha in history

Emperor Ling quickly left this space for Wen Chunxiang and left.

Many of his friends were buried in this cemetery, and standing here would only add to the sadness.He didn't know what Wen Chunxiang would look like after he came out, and whether he would have some things from his former friend, but it was useless for him to stay here at the moment.

The avenue is vast, even if you ascend to a fairy, there may not always be someone who can accompany you on the journey.

On this point, Emperor Ling was somewhat envious of Wen Chunxiang.

Although his Taoist companion Xie Zhenghong is a Buddhist cultivator with an extraordinary background, and may cause Wen Chunxiang a lot of trouble for many years to come, but to get such a Taoist companion, no amount of trouble will come. What can be counted?Compared with the time for thousands of years or even the time to achieve infinite dignity in the future, no matter how much trouble there is, it will make people happy.

"Your Majesty, please tell the little monk first, so that he won't worry!" Wen Chunxiang shouted.

"……rest assured."

Emperor Ling took a look at Wen Chunxiang, and the admiration that had arisen suddenly turned into dumbfounding.

This Wen Chunxiang looked strong, but he was eaten to death by Xie Zhenghong, which really embarrassed their spiritual cultivation!

Wen Chunxiang was gradually relieved when he received Lingdi's accurate response.

Although he is currently a Daluo Jinxian cultivation base, many of them are due to the dual cultivation of himself and the young monk.Although double cultivation is good, the effect is also limited.He can also double-cultivate to Daluo Jinxian, and it is absolutely impossible to cultivate to the realm of Xianjun.Wen Chunxiang was grateful that Emperor Ling had chosen such a time to bring him here.

Once again calm down to look at the cemetery, the feeling of sadness in my heart gradually subsided.

Although it is a cemetery, it is not just a spiritual cemetery, and they will not be too lonely if they think about it.

As a spiritual practitioner, Wen Chunxiang can naturally feel some of these emotions.

There are those who regret not practicing hard in the past, those who regret what they believe in inhumanity, and those who lament their life's mediocrity, and these are all kinds of regrets, which seem to include the regrets of the world.

"Although the dead are the most important, you don't have so much resentment for so many years, right?" Wen Chunxiang shook his head facing the front and said, "It's time for you to reincarnate, or do you want me to recite a scripture for you on the spot?"

"The boy is shapeless!"

"How bold!"

As soon as Wen Chunxiang finished speaking, several voices rang in his mind.

"Finally I'm willing to come out." Wen Chunxiang showed a smile on his face.He has been entangled with the demonic energy for so many years, so he still doesn't know what the really dead and indestructible divine sense looks like?

Since Emperor Ling said that there is breathable loam in it, and that he can be reborn here and integrate some dead branches and leaves, it proves that the spiritual practice here should still have some sanity, and even some remnant souls.

"Anyway, I can't move right now, so it's okay to play with you." Wen Chunxiang tried to move before, but found that he couldn't move an inch as soon as Lingdi left. Obviously, the spirit cultivators in the cemetery wanted to make things difficult for him. Fan thoughts.Also, if it was so easy to give him the essence, then the disciples of Lingxiu Tiangong might have changed a round long ago.

"You are the spiritual cultivator brought by Lingcheng? Why can't I tell what kind of breed you are?" A voice asked suspiciously.

Huh?

It seems that Emperor Ling didn't tell them about himself.

But come to think of it.

They may still have a trace of remnant souls because of the soil, but the remnant souls can know limited things, and their power is also very limited.Talking to a big Luo Jinxian like Wen Chunxiang is still a deterrent to the other party, but if you are facing Lingdi, it is not certain whether you can finish a complete sentence.No matter how well Lingdi restrained his aura, it was impossible for such a thing as a remnant soul to have much contact with an immortal monarch with strong heavenly luck.

They are opposites, how can they coexist face to face?

This is also one of the reasons why Emperor Ling didn't like to stay in this cemetery.He knew that his friends still had some remnant souls, but he couldn't talk to them much, and the remnant souls might not remember what happened between them."Guess." Wen Chunxiang showed his white teeth and smiled brilliantly, "If you can't guess, it's my turn to ask."

There was silence on the other side.

Wen Chunxiang smiled calmly, not at all anxious about entering the cemetery.

"Is it the Seven Treasure Gourd?" Another voice asked.

The Seven Treasure Gourd is best at concealing itself, they can't see the real body of the person in front of them, it is very likely because of this talent.

"No." Wen Chunxiang shook his head.

After Wen Chunxiang denied it, several different voices came out soon, and he guessed several samples in succession, but unfortunately none of them were right.

"It seems that the seniors can't guess it right." Wen Chunxiang showed a "gloating" expression unceremoniously, "Since the seniors can't guess it, then it's time to ask the next question."

"What do you want to ask?" The other side replied.

"My body is ordinary, and I entered this cemetery in a daze. The Emperor Ling only said that I can fuse some things here to help me break through the bottleneck in my practice, but I didn't explain how to do it specifically. I would like to ask you seniors to clarify." Wen Chunxiang After thinking for a while, he asked seriously.

Wen Chunxiang also thought about how to integrate, but thinking about it made him feel sick.

After merging those branches and leaves, wouldn't there be other things in my body?

When Wen Chunxiang was in the human world, he also saw those gardeners who were good at taking care of flowers and plants grafting and transplanting several varieties of flowers together. If things went well, it would be easy to get a new variety of flowers in the end.

Is the fusion in Emperor Ling's mouth the same as this kind?

If this is the case, Wen Chunxiang may have to think about it again.

Although Wen Chunxiang seldom shows his real body in front of others, Wen Chunxiang still likes his appearance a little bit.After all, he had deceived the old monk and Song Qing by relying on his appearance, and in the end he also deceived the young monk.If Wen Chunxiang is really a dog's tail grass, the old monk will definitely not even look at him!

"If you want to know, you can see for yourself!"

"Well, see for yourself?"

Wen Chunxiang didn't understand what the voice meant for a while, and just as the words came out of his mouth, he felt a whirlwind, and passed out in a blink of an eye.

"...Would this be bad, Lingcheng will be angry."

"After this person absorbs what we left before, we will officially reincarnate and come back. Even if Lingcheng is angry, he can't find us."

"I hope he can bear it. Alas, I originally wanted to give my inner alchemy to Lingcheng."

"Will Lingcheng take a fancy to your inner alchemy?"

"Hey, what do you mean?"

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When Wen Chunxiang woke up again, he found himself lying on a street.

Pedestrians around were looking at him curiously, seeming a little worried and disgusted.

"This young man looks very handsome. It's not like he's suffering from heat stroke when he's passed out like this? Why don't you go see a doctor?" A kind-hearted aunt poked her head out and said.

"Oh Mrs. Wang, take it easy. I heard that the village outside was infected with the epidemic a few days ago, and this young man might be one of them. Now that Dr. Li is away, we dare not go forward and touch him."

"Plague? Ouch, what a crime!"

Wen Chunxiang opened his eyes, and found that he had no strength in his whole body, and his stomach rumbled at the right time.

He... is he hungry?

Wen Chunxiang's face suddenly turned red.

So many people are watching!

"Hey, he's awake."

"I seem to be hungry, come here, I just have a steamed bun left here, and I added a small handful of fine noodles in it!" After finishing speaking, a person carefully handed the steamed bun to Wen Chunxiang, "Xiaosheng, you are so hungry Come on, eat quickly, eat quickly."

Wen Chunxiang reached out to take the cold steamed bun, secretly scolded those remnant souls for their unkindness, thanked them, took the steamed bun, and gnawed on it.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you will choke."

Wen Chunxiang ate half of the steamed buns, recovered a little bit of strength, and then his eating movements slowed down, and he was in the mood to think about what happened to him.

From the looks of it, this place should be a special small world.

In the fairy world, it is very easy for a fairy to transfer a person's spirit to a small world.Compared with those illusions in the world of self-cultivation, going to the world of mortals for a real experience is better than anything else.It's just that Wen Chunxiang didn't understand, didn't he come here to fuse the branches and leaves of other spiritual plants, why was he brought into this small world?

Wen Chunxiang tried to mobilize the aura in his body, but sure enough there wasn't any left. He is now a mortal through and through.He looked at his hands, there were many calluses on them, this probably wasn't his original body either.

Damn, always give some information.

"Thank you for your kindness." Wen Chunxiang stood up with strength after eating, "I, Wen'an, also read some books when I was young and knew a few words. Later, my parents died at home, so I couldn't read any more. A few days ago, I heard that I had a distant relative nearby, so I rushed over here. I don’t want to have no money on the way, and I haven’t eaten for two days. I really have no energy. I don’t know if you know a person named Wang Hua. Ten years old."

"Wang Hua, we only have one named Wang Tiegen here."

"Oh, young man, what village are you going to?"

"It seems...it seems to be called Bali Village."

"I've never heard of it, young man, I think you're going the wrong way."

"what?"

Wen Chunxiang showed a surprised expression at the right time, "Why, I have always followed the west direction? If I go the wrong way, how will I go back?"

"Wait, Lizheng is here."

The crowd began to part ways, and an elderly man was supported by someone, looked at Wen Chunxiang for a long time, and then heard the whole story from the villagers nearby, and nodded incessantly.

"Young student, I think you won't be able to go back for the time being. The previous villages are infected with the epidemic, and the roads are being closed. I don't think it will be opened in three to five years. Fortunately, the weather has been good these years, and our village is self-sufficient. That's enough. You just said, you know a few words, don't you?"

"Exactly."

"It just so happens that Mrs. Tongsheng of our private school moved away half a year ago. If you want to stay, you might as well live in the private school." Li Zheng said slowly, stroking his beard.

"This... let's think about it."

"No rush, no rush."

If Li Zheng had no other choice, he also didn't want to take in an outsider.However, the person in front of him should have no physical problems. Most people who have been infected by the epidemic have a sallow complexion and no spirit, but the young man in front of him is thin-skinned and tender-skinned, and he probably came from a good family.It's nothing for them not to go out for three to five years, but the children in the village still need to know a few words, so as not to be deceived.

Wen Chunxiang and Li Zheng went home several times to deal with each other, but decided to stay in this village.

Alas, it seems that he can't get out.

I just don't know what those remnant souls asked him to do here?He shouldn't be allowed to grow flowers and vegetables in this village!

Xie Zhenghong didn't wait to hear about Chunxiang, but waited for the message from Emperor Ling.

Xie Zhenghong thought about it for a while, and was also happy for Wen Chunxiang.

The stronger the senior, the less time he will rely on that thing on his body in the future.Xie Zhenghong tried to insinuate about the existence of that thing on Wen Chunxiang's body again, but was fooled by Wen Chunxiang.

In fact, even if Wen Chunxiang didn't say anything, Xie Zhenghong could guess one or two.

Immortal cultivators are no better than demon cultivators.

The magic cultivator can be so prosperous precisely because it cultivates quickly and there are almost no restrictions.But Xianxiu wants to move forward steadily.It's just that it's okay, both he and Wen Chunxiang can endure loneliness.It's just that Wen Chunxiang is used to the magic cultivator, and he is still a little uncomfortable with the cultivation method of the immortal cultivator.However, the troubles they encountered could not be solved by Wen Chunxiang today.

I don't know since when, Wen Chunxiang has developed the habit of rushing ahead of Xie Zhenghong in everything. He always regards Xie Zhenghong as his own responsibility. He feels that without him, Xie Zhenghong would have been able to ascend to immortality a long time ago. Don't worry about him.In the great world of the setting sun, this habit allowed Wen Chunxiang's demons to sneak in, and also made Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong experience a long separation.

But all this changed completely after reincarnation.

Wen Chunxiang became the one hiding behind Xie Zhenghong, and Xie Zhenghong began to shoulder the responsibility.

Although Wen Chunxiang also enjoys Xie Zhenghong's protection and care, but most of the time he is troubled by his own incompetence.When fighting against Wuhuang, he didn't play the slightest role.

Is he still the arrogant and reckless Demon Venerable Wen Chunxiang that Xie Zhenghong likes?

Not to mention that Xie Zhenghong was not used to it, even Wen Chunxiang himself could not bear it.

But if there is a chance to make the senior stronger, even if the two want to separate, Xie Zhenghong will definitely only be happy for Wen Chunxiang.

"You must not relax." Lingdi's voice continued, "Have you heard of Sifangtianhui?"

"These days, the Flower Marriage Guardian has told us something." Xie Zhenghong nodded.

"What I mean is that I hope you and Wen Chunxiang will both go." Lingdi continued, with a touch of encouragement in his tone, "You two have the potential and ability, don't let me down."

"The poor monk will do his best."

"Yeah." Emperor Ling smiled, "Soon, someone should come to you, you have to seize the opportunity."

"Dare to ask Your Majesty, who is it?"

"Haha, you already guessed it, haven't you?" Lingdi laughed loudly, "If it goes well, Wen Chunxiang will be at least at the level of the sixth or seventh level of the Daluo Jinxian after he leaves the customs. It is not easy to practice Buddhism, so you don't want to. Overtaken by him."

Xie Zhenghong responded with a smile.

Emperor Ling withdrew his consciousness, closed the formation in front of him again, and murmured, "I guess the Golden Bala Flower will come over soon, I don't want to quarrel with him, so let's retreat first!" He is not the only one who is an immortal at the same level. For the consideration of the spiritual cultivation of Tiangong, he still needs to improve a lot.

After Xie Zhenghong and Emperor Ling finished speaking, he pondered for a moment, and couldn't help but smile, "It's still early, so don't worry about it."

As soon as Xie Zhenghong turned around, he suddenly found himself standing on the surface of the sea out of thin air?

The waves under the sea are undulating, ups and downs, which is very spectacular.

With the gaze of Xie Zhenghong's current immortal body, he can naturally see all the movements in the depths of the sea.

Suddenly, there was a thunder in the sky.

The fine and dense raindrops then fell down, full of aura, the raindrops fell on the sea surface, and immediately rippled round after round.When the ripples are about to converge, they suddenly bypass each other, and they are independent of each other and affect each other.

What is even more surprising is that the ripples started to take on their own shape.

The first one looks a bit like a lotus.

Just when Xie Zhenghong thought so, the rippled lotus rose into the sky, and suddenly transformed into a lifelike lotus.

Xie Zhenghong hurriedly looked at other ripples.

This one seems a bit like a peony.

In a blink of an eye, that ripple suddenly turned into a beautiful peony.

Seeing this, Xie Zhenghong narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little relieved in his heart.

Could it be...

Xie Zhenghong closed his eyes, and when he looked at those ripples again, those ripples seemed to have sensed his thoughts, and soon turned into various people.There are dozens of "Wen Chunxiang" alone.

Sure enough!

These ripples came according to his will.

So what about this world?

Xie Zhenghong stretched out his hand, and those raindrops fell on his palm, and quickly turned into water droplets, exuding a fairy air, and soon sank into Xie Zhenghong's palm, feeling comfortable all over.

"The poor monk doesn't like this kind of scene very much, how about trying a temple?" Xie Zhenghong said tentatively.

As soon as the voice fell, the scene on the sea quickly disappeared, replaced by a splendid temple. Many monks shuttled back and forth in the temple. When they saw Xie Zhenghong, they all stopped and bowed together, "I have seen the Zen master."

Xie Zhenghong nodded slightly, turned around and entered the temple.

really not easy.

Seeing the familiar furnishings in the room, Xie Zhenghong couldn't help but laugh.

The furnishings in this room are clearly the place where he and his seniors live together.

He opened several rooms in a row, and the style of each room was very similar, but Xie Zhenghong could tell that these rooms looked like the places where he and Wen Chunxiang had stayed.Some details even he can hardly remember, but this room presents them one by one.

To be able to create such a world, I don't know how powerful the real master of this world is?

"Zen Master, what are you looking for?" A young novice asked with a smile, "Zen Master, your body is precious, so please tell us to do something."

Xie Zhenghong turned his head to look at the little novice monk, but he didn't answer, just looked at him with the same smile.

"What's the matter, Zen master, is there something on my face?" The little novice asked in a daze.

Xie Zhenghong still didn't answer, just smiled and looked at the little monk.

The little novice's face gradually calmed down, and his aura also changed.

"I shouldn't have appeared so early?" the little monk asked with a smile.

"The little monk was in the territory where His Majesty Lingdi was at any rate. I was able to move the little monk to this place without knowing it. I don't think about anything other than the venerable." Xie Zhenghong clasped his hands together.

The little novice, that is, Venerable Jin Po Luo Hua slightly avoided Xie Zhenghong's salute.

"I can't figure out your origin either." Jinbalahua said calmly, as if talking about an unimportant matter, "This is very good, it proves that you are very likely to help us achieve our wish."

"My little monk will do his best." Xie Zhenghong continued.

"Is this world not good?" Jinbo Luohua didn't know when she conjured up a chair and sat down, propping her chin with one hand and asked, "This world changes with your thoughts, and you can do whatever you want." What, even your Taoist companion, can be exactly like him. You are the one with the highest status in this world, and you never have to worry about enemies coming over, and you don’t have to worry about dying. In this world , you can live in peace and stability to the point where you don’t even want to live.”

"Thank you for your kindness, but no matter how beautiful the dream is, you always have to wake up."

"You can stay here forever." Jin Po Luohua said seriously, "refining in this world is very difficult, but I have stayed in Buddhism for many years, and I still have some savings. Do you know how many immortal emperors there are?" They created such a world for themselves, became the Dao of Heaven in the world, became the ancestor of Dao, and accepted countless disciples. They even derived countless small worlds in this world, and drew people from countless small worlds to live in this world. Maybe you and I are just tiny grains of sand in other people's dreams."

In the 33rd heaven, they are the highest when they reach the emperor level.

The No. 33 Chongtian in name, in fact, the only place they can reach is No.30 Chongtian. No one lives in the 31st to 32th Chongtian, where the immortal energy is chaotic, and there is even a lot of chaos. It can't be absorbed, and on the contrary, it will channel the immortal energy in the body. Even an immortal at the emperor level who is not afraid of death enters it, and it will not survive ten years in it.

As for the No.30 triple sky, it has been closed for many years, and there is no entrance at all.

It's just that those who know such things are all at the emperor level, and no one chooses to speak out.

Even if it is a demon god.

A long time ago, they were able to enter the 31st and 32nd heavens to meet quasi-sages and find opportunities to attain Taoism.

But now, they have nothing to do.

Many people at the emperor level can hardly accept this fact. They don't even know why such a situation has formed, but they also clearly realize that it is impossible for them to move forward at this point.

Thus, there is such a small world where dreams come true.

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As soon as the words were finished, the monks' glasses immediately moved to the Buddha.

They have worked so hard to reach the last level, but they cannot be brushed down at this juncture.

Faced with the expectant eyes of so many people, Buddha calmed down.

"The next level is very simple. I just want to ask you a question." Buddha looked at the monk and said slowly, "What kind of person do you think you are?"

The monks who thought they were going to fight were stunned.

What kind of person are you?

Wait, this is the last level?

Just kidding!

Many monks looked at the Buddha with strange eyes. This pine nut essence is different from the previous 98.

The other 98 brothers are also very depressed. What about seeing the eye fate that was agreed before?

Such a broken problem might as well look at the edge of the eye!

"I think I'm okay." Finally a monk was pushed out, his face was full of depression, and he held back for a long time before he could say these two words.

Buddha looked at him and smiled, "This fellow Taoist summed it up brilliantly, you have passed."

Huh?

The 98 brothers looked at the monk, they were indeed not ugly but not outstanding either, the word Shang Ke was really incisive.

This passed?

The monk felt a little joyful after realizing it, "Then I can pick a pine nut and take it home."

"This depends on the wishes of my brothers." Fozi said.

98 brothers, you look at me, I look at you, and finally 43 stood up, "What do you think of me?"

"very good!"

"Well, that's you."

Soon, the monk happily took 43's hand and signed the contract, "I...I don't have a Taoist companion yet, you can eat the pine nuts you make every day by yourself."

43 nodded, "You can also eat."

The rest of the monks: ...

This time the pine nuts are completely different from what the elders told me before!