The first Buddha in history

Unknowingly, Wen Chunxiang has been in this village for decades, his body has also begun to age, and he has also begun to become highly respected in the village.

Today, the younger generation in the village are almost all students taught by Wen Chunxiang, and the village was no longer closed many years ago. On the contrary, these literate villagers always get higher wages than those from other families when they go out to work.After coming and going, Wen Chunxiang's status in the village became higher and higher.

These years, it's not that there are no girls who are willing to marry Wen Chunxiang to live with him, but they are all dismissed by Wen Chunxiang with various reasons.Gradually, when the villagers heard that Chunxiang really had no plans to start a family, they stopped asking.

In these years, Wen Chunxiang no longer planted flowers. On the contrary, he tried to silently write out the Buddhist scriptures in his memory, and read them whenever he had something to do. In his eyes now, those scriptures and Buddhist principles that were familiar to him now appear again. Another layer of meaning.

This is probably the difference between entering the WTO and being born again.

If those remnant souls in the cemetery had complete sanity, they might have discovered Wen Chunxiang's changes.It's a pity that their main souls are dead, and the remnant souls left alone are not enough for them to discover such subtle changes.

Over the years, Wen Chunxiang has gradually seen more deaths of mortals. Similarly, he has also witnessed the birth of many newborns.

Birth and death, flowers blooming and falling are common things. Now that I have lived my life as a human being, I can better understand the meaning of these simple words.Don't these mortals know that they will die one day?Don't they know that their time is only a few short decades?

Of course they know!

But so what, they have been burdened with various responsibilities since they were born.For example, most of the monks are alone, and most of them only need to think about themselves. If they worry too much about the Zongmen family, they may not be able to make progress at all.This is the difference between monks and mortals.

At the beginning, Wen Chunxiang still missed Xie Zhenghong day and night.But after many years have passed, the miss is still there, but it is not so much that I miss it all the time.He knew that when he was working hard, the little monk must work harder than him outside.Xie Zhenghong has always been a person who is stricter with himself than with others.For him, the little monk has paid so much, how can he waste his time and not practice hard?

Although the red bead is a big killer, it is impossible for him to pin all his hopes on it.He didn't want to become another Ji Xie, nor did he really want to be separated from the little monk.

In Wen Chunxiang's view today, there is no difference between the mortal world, the world of comprehension, and the world of immortals.

Ordinary people strive to survive to make themselves and their families live better, and the same is true for people in the cultivation world and the fairy world.Grabbing skills, robbing resources, even breaking promises and cutting off love is all to make oneself invincible, so as not to become an ant in the eyes of others, and one's life cannot be controlled by one's own hands.

Wen Chunxiang turned over another page of the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, remembering Xie Zhenghong's faint chanting and knocking on the wooden fish before, he couldn't help showing a smile.

Recently, the weather is very hot, the sun is very hot, and it is not yet the harvest time. The villagers have some free time to visit and give gifts.Although Wen Chunxiang is still teaching now, he doesn't have much time for the old man. It's just that the young master comes to ask him if there is anything he doesn't understand.

It's also interesting to say.

This young master is none other than Wang Ergou's eldest son. After all, he still has to call Wen Chunxiang a grand master.Whenever he saw Wen Chunxiang, he treated each other obediently with the courtesy of a junior.

This Wang Ergou is a tough guy, but his eldest son is a quiet one.Wang Ergou was very worried when he saw his eldest son who looked like a girl, and then he was sent to the school opened by Wen Chunxiang. He didn't want to pass the entrance examination for a child student after a few years of study, and then returned for a scholar examination!Although he failed to pass the Juren examination, his son is still young, and it doesn't matter if he takes the exam for a few more years.It happened that Wen Chunxiang was young and old, so the scholar took the initiative to shoulder the responsibility of master, teaching others while reviewing by himself.

"Son, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. I soaked this watermelon in cold water for a while. It's not too cold. You can send it to Grandpa Wen." Wang Ergou has now grown into a strong man, although he has reached middle age , but still didn't dare to go to Wen Chunxiang's house.

Having said that, when his son passed the exam and was received by the county magistrate, he also went to meet the official, and he didn't think there was any temple to be afraid of. I can't get up.

"Well, Daddy, I'll go right away." When Xiucai heard that he was going to send watermelons to Wen Chunxiang, he immediately nodded in agreement.He was not afraid of Wen Chunxiang like Wang Ergou, on the contrary, he admired Wen Chunxiang's knowledge very much, and always thought that if the master went to take the imperial examination, he might have already passed the three yuan.Scholars privately regard Wen Chunxiang as a hermit, and Wen Chunxiang has never married a wife, which makes his mind even firmer.

"Little bastard runs very hard." Wang Ergou scolded with a smile. His son can be said to admire Wen Chunxiang very much, especially when he came back after meeting several masters in the county. If it wasn't for Wen Chunxiang Xiang is cold-tempered, and I am afraid that the scholar has the cheek to live in his house.

"Master, Master." The scholar shouted twice holding the watermelon, afraid that Wen Chunxiang would not be at home.

Speaking of which, Wen Chunxiang is almost sixty years old. The elders in the village who are the same age as Wen Chunxiang always have some physical problems due to years of hard work. Either they can't hear or they can't use their legs and feet.But Wen Chunxiang is neither blind nor deaf, with a straight body, and looks ten years younger than his peers. If he shaved his beard again, some people would believe that he was 40 years old.

Wen Chunxiang's demeanor became more and more stable with time, and he looked like a rich man traveling in plain clothes.

Xiucai guessed that his voice might be a little lower, so he took two steps forward holding the watermelon, looked in through the window, and saw Wen Chunxiang sitting on the futon, with an incense burner beside him, sitting there quietly of reading.

It's like an immortal who is independent from the world, and may fly away at any time.

Xiucai froze in place for a moment, not knowing what to do.

On the contrary, Wen Chunxiang found someone outside the house, got up and opened the door, saw the scholar's blank look, and asked, "Just let me know when you come."

Xiucai came back to his senses, his face was full of shame, "Master taught me." After finishing speaking, Xiucai hurriedly put the watermelon on Wen Chunxiang's table, "Father asked me to bring it, the weather is a bit hot, Master, it’s good for you to eat to relieve the heat.”

"I'm interested." Wen Chunxiang glanced at Xigua and smiled, "Your father should be okay recently."

When the scholar brought up the spirit, He Wenchun Xiang said a few homely words, and then left with a sense of humor.

Wen Chunxiang smiled, cut up the watermelon, picked up a piece and ate it.

Well, why don't you just plant some watermelon when you go back in the future, although it is not as good as the melons and fruits in the fairy world, but it has a special taste.

"Son, what's wrong with you?" Wang Ergou saw his son running back with his face flushed, and thought he had suffered from heat stroke.

"It's okay, Dad, I'm just a little sleepy."

"Oh, you seemed to sleep very late yesterday, it's good to have a rest."

Xiu Cai nestled in the bed and pinched herself severely.

He actually stared blankly at his wife?What a disgrace!

You know, the master is old enough to be his grandfather, and it must be because he didn't sleep well last night that he felt this way.

Wen Chunxiang didn't know that his appearance as an old man could arouse a young man's heart. He had a feeling in his heart these days, and he was afraid that he could go back.

Now that Wen Chunxiang has lived in the human world for so long, he has gained some insight into these twists and turns.He can also guess a thing or two about the reason why the guys in the cemetery took such painstaking efforts to get him to such a place.

It's just that what other people think and what he does are completely different things.

He will accept this love, but how he wants to repay it is his business.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen the little monk for so many years. I don't know how he is now?

Xie Zhenghong, oh, no, Shenxiu is naturally living an extremely happy life now.

Not to mention that Jin Po Luo Hua took him around to participate in Buddhist meetings, he also took him to visit many reclusive Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.After these few rounds, Shenxiu's space has been filled with all kinds of greeting rituals, the lowest ones are fifth-grade Buddhist artifacts, and the best ones are sixth-grade or seventh-grade.If it wasn't for Shenxiu's current cultivation level, he might be able to obtain even more powerful semi-acquired things.

Among the twelve grades of fairy artifacts, the tenth grade can be called acquired spiritual objects, and the eleventh and second grades can be called innate spiritual objects.It's just that most of the innate spirits have their own minds, and now they are mostly powerful, so it is impossible to recognize anyone as their master at will.Therefore, the most precious ones should be those acquired spirits.

"Not bad, not bad, your reputation has grown a bit." Jin Poluohua looked at Shenxiu with a satisfied smile, "Many friends have asked about your situation in private, but I fooled them all by practicing Tai Chi."

"Thank you, Venerable." Shenxiu thanked earnestly.

"You're welcome, it's also interesting to see you grow up." Jin Poluohua's words were true.The speed at which Shenxiu's strength has grown is really amazing.What I heard and saw in almost every Buddhist meeting can be used for my own use, without any obstacles.If this reincarnation hadn't been a figure at the peak level of the Buddha, Jin Poluohua would not have believed it at all.

Now that Shenxiu is almost at the fifth level of Daluo Jinxian, who would have thought that such a genius of Buddhism and Taoism would be a pure rookie who has ascended for less than 1000 years?Jin Poluohua didn't have much interest in the Sifangtian Club at first, but now Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang have to go to see it.It's also good to let those immortal emperors know that there are people in Buddhist and spiritual cultivation, so don't talk about where the sword fairy is all day long.

"Speaking of which, after all these years, has your Taoist partner left the customs?" Jin Poluohua asked casually.He heard from Emperor Ling that Xie Zhenghong's Taoist companion was a spiritual cultivator, or a black peony in the mortal world, he had never seen it before!

"Not yet." Xie Zhenghong smiled and shook his head, "He should still be working hard. There are still hundreds of years before the Sifang Tianhui, so there is no rush."

"In my opinion, Emperor Ling probably took him to the cemetery." Jin Po Luohua pondered for a while, looked at Xie Zhenghong and said, "I don't really like those spiritual practices in the cemetery, but it is undeniable that Each of them was a character in life, and the body is extremely precious, and they may not be able to find it now. If your Taoist partner can stay there for a while and absorb more things, it will only benefit him in the future. No harm."

Xie Zhenghong nodded seriously, "Senior has been working hard."

"You call him senior?" Jin Poluohua was stunned for a moment.

"I'm used to it." Xie Zhenghong's face softened, and he explained softly, "When I first met my senior, I was just a little monk at the golden core stage, and he was already a great power at the tribulation stage. Later, the Buddhist principles of the little monk The law is mostly taught by the elders."

"It's interesting that you guys who are both teachers and friends end up becoming Taoist couples." Jin Poluohua quickly sorted out the relationship between the two, "But you said he is also proficient in Buddhism, which is interesting. I really want to see him." See you." After all, during the many years of living in Jinboluohua, it is rare to see spiritual practitioners who are proficient in Buddhism.Although Xie Zhenghong has a deep relationship with his Taoist couple, he will not speak big words to his Taoist couple.Since he said that Wen Chunxiang is proficient in Buddhism, he probably has real talent and learning.

"If the senior sees the Venerable, he will be happy too." Xie Zhenghong said with a smile.

Jinbo Luohua also laughed, but thinking of the spiritual practitioners in the cemetery again, she couldn't help reminding, "It's just that your Taoist partner may suffer a little bit. The spiritual practitioners in the cemetery died in this fairy world before their death." No, it was difficult for Lingxiu to survive at that time, and the surviving Lingxiu was more thoughtful than the other, and the minds of the remnant souls in the cemetery are not so clear now, if your Taoist companion is a little soft-tempered, I am afraid you will be bullied. But Thinking about it, they won't make things too difficult for Emperor Ling's sake."

Jin Po Luo Hua has never seen Wen Chunxiang before, but only heard that peony flowers symbolize auspiciousness and are the flowers of wealth and wealth, so she automatically imagined a soft and beautiful young man.In addition, Xie Zhenghong also said that Wen Chunxiang was proficient in Buddhism, and he believed that Wen Chunxiang was a simple and gentle person.

After all, almost all the slightly bloody and arrogant people went to the devil world, and the spirits who came to the fairy world were more innocent than the other.

Xie Zhenghong couldn't help but feel amused when he heard Jin Poluohua's words.

Don't let the senior hear this, otherwise the senior will probably sing some nonsense to him again.Only when Xie Zhenghong sang "Eighteen Touches" to Wen Chunxiang during the first double cultivation, Wen Chunxiang never sang this song again.But all the spiritual practitioners in Lingxiu Tiangong like singing and dancing, and taught Wen Chunxiang a lot.When Wen Chunxiang poisoned Xie Zhenghong, he had a new trick.

"Don't worry, Your Honor." Xie Zhenghong suppressed the joy in his heart, "Senior will not be easily bullied."

After all, even if Wen Chunxiang ascended to wash away the demonic energy, he is still the Demon Emperor Wen Chunxiang after all!

Xiucai did a long time of psychological construction at home, and when he finally had the courage to go to Wen Chunxiang's house again, he saw his father come back with red eyes.

This frightened Xiucai, his father has always been in tears, even when he broke his leg, he didn't cry out for pain, what's going on now?

"Son, take out the filial piety at home." Wang Ergou wiped away his tears, patted the scholar on the shoulder and said, "Your master has no descendants, we should wear sackcloth and filial piety for him."

"...Father, what are you talking about?" Xiucai didn't understand.

"Your wife is sleeping... this is a blessing, I heard that he is still smiling." Wang Ergou choked up as he spoke. He did not know how many times he was scolded by Wen Chunxiang for being naughty when he was young. How many times have I cursed him secretly in my heart, now that Wen Chunxiang leaves, it's as if he sent his parents away back then.

Xiucai understood the meaning of Wang Ergou's words, and rushed out quickly.

His wife was lying on the bed, looking as if she was asleep, and it seemed that she would wake up the next moment.Wen Chunxiang's room was already full of people, most of them were his students, and everyone had the same sadness on their faces.

If Wen Chunxiang saw it, he might find it funny.

It was only others who were afraid of him. Is my popularity so good?

Xiucai cried bitterly, and he didn't look special among a group of people, but only he knew how he was feeling.

Wen Chunxiang was naturally ignorant, he had already awakened in his own body.

Not as a person, but as a peony.

After Wen Chunxiang realized that he had changed back to his real body, his expression was very ugly.

These guys are so aggressive that they dare to let him show his original shape?

Before Wen Chunxiang turned into a human form, countless light spots suddenly appeared around him, those light spots flashed in the air, and then flew towards Wen Chunxiang quickly.

"You have passed the experience, and your state of mind must have risen a few steps. There is plenty of immortal energy here, and there is breathable soil under your feet. Your cultivation will immediately have a huge improvement!" A voice said faintly.

"We can give you something after your cultivation has stabilized."

"Although we are remnant souls, our bodies are still there. Our inner alchemy, our cultivation, and our branches and leaves are still intact. As long as we want, we can all enter your body and help you complete the transformation .”

Wen Chunxiang listened to these voices talking one by one, but couldn't utter a word.

All his mind was focused on the immortal energy pouring in, and the ground under his feet trembled faintly, reflecting those light spots in the distance.

These light spots are formed by the condensation of immortal energy, which is very rare. What's even better is that these light spots have been in the cemetery of spiritual cultivation all year round, and they also carry a little breath of soil. After entering Wen Chunxiang's body The rapid flow quickly filled Wen Chunxiang's body and turned into Wen Chunxiang's strength.

Wen Chunxiang will inevitably feel uncomfortable. These light spots look ordinary, but the moment they enter the body, they will explode and turn into boundless immortal energy, which is really uncomfortable.

It wasn't until Wen Chunxiang's cultivation was stabilized at the third level of Daluo Jinxian that the discomfort subsided a little.

"it's time."

A voice said suddenly.

boom!

The ground suddenly cracked open, and there seemed to be something flickering in every crack.

"How much you can absorb depends on Wen Chunxiang's own ability."

When the sound fell, the inner alchemy, branches and leaves, and even some fruit seeds flew out from the gap, forming a semicircle above Wen Chunxiang's body, as if he was considering whether to go down or not.

"Strange, why there is no response, is it not suitable?"

Wen Chunxiang swayed the branches and leaves, the red bead of luck in the space and the bead of magic energy that had been stripped out both flickered, and the inner alchemy branches and leaves in the sky suddenly seemed to be attracted, and immediately moved towards Wen Chunxiang. Chunxiang flew into the body.

A thumb-sized milky-white inner alchemy entered the black peony rhizome, immediately showing a color like white jade, and then swayed in circles like ripples, flowing along the rhizome into the veins of Wen Chunxiang's branches and leaves.

The black petals are suddenly filled with various white lines, which seem to be chaotic, but in fact there are rules to follow.At first glance, it feels very strange.

Creation is natural, whether it is human race or spiritual plant, they are all finished products created by heaven and earth, just as it is impossible for human beings to truly become flowers, the boundaries among species cannot be crossed.These spiritual practices want to help Wen Chunxiang reborn, from a mortal peony to a treasure of heaven and earth that is not inferior to any spiritual plant, and the ordeals he has to go through are naturally not ordinary.

Outside the cemetery, loud noises continued to be made.

This fairy world, where there is no day and night without wind, frost, rain and snow, unexpectedly gradually gathered a [-]% black air, hovering over the cemetery.

Emperor Ling was already waiting outside the cemetery when Wen Chunxiang woke up. As a spiritual plant, he was already of a high enough level, and if the inner alchemy branches and leaves entered his body, it would only cause repulsion. The other disciples of Lingxiu Tiangong more or less did the same status.It can be heard that Chunxiang is different, he is not restricted so much.

Although Lingdi also thought that such a heaven-defying move would cause some shocks, he never thought that the shocks would be so shocking!

How many things did Wen Chunxiang incorporate to cause such a big commotion?

Lingdi flicked his sleeves and used many mysterious means to cover up the shock as much as possible.

Fortunately, only spiritual cultivators and demon cultivators exist in this heaven, and their spiritual cultivator heavenly palace occupies one side even more, and demon cultivators dare not approach them when they are idle.If it is changed to another heaven, I am afraid that many people will come to ask.

Just when Lingdi was about to disperse the black energy, the black energy suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"what--!"

Even though Wen Chunxiang thought he was strong, he couldn't help crying in pain at this moment.

It was even more painful than when his body was stained black with demonic energy. There seemed to be countless rays of light shuttling back and forth in his body, and they did not merge with each other, but instead were full of contradictions.

"...Oops, why did it all go into his body all of a sudden?"

"How do I know? It stands to reason that he would be fine if he merged one or two. Why did all of our things disappear all of a sudden?"

"Look, his body!"

Where Wen Chunxiang couldn't see, his body also began to undergo some changes.

His branches and leaves continued to grow and grow bigger, the fragrance of flowers filled the entire cemetery, and a sweet fragrance spread everywhere.

It seemed that something in the body was about to break out.

It hurts!

Wen Chunxiang couldn't transform into a human form, but the branches and leaves were almost hanging down to the ground, and the edges of the branches and leaves even showed some signs of withering.

"Why can't my inner alchemy be taken back?"

"And so are my branches and leaves."

"Where is Lingcheng? Where is he?"

Wen Chunxiang was in so much pain that he couldn't cry out. He thought of the time when he and Ji Xie were struck by the lightning and wiped out. If he could, he would rather be struck a hundred times a thousand times than bear such pain.

"senior……"

Xie Zhenghong's smile suddenly appeared in Wen Chunxiang's mind.

Some looked at him quietly and smiled, some turned into a cute child of Shenxiu, and some were obviously very angry but kept smiling...

He hasn't seen his little monk yet.

He managed to grab it with great difficulty, and it took so much effort to tie him to his side, how could he admit defeat?

How can you lose to these spirits who have died long ago?

Something rushed out of the body.

The red bead and magic bead in the space disappeared instantly, and both disappeared.

"Look, his rhizome!"

I saw a small white dot suddenly grew on the right side of the huge peony flower.

The little spot grew rapidly and soon turned into a flower bud.

White buds.

Inside the flower buds, the red and black beads flickered for a while, and soon disappeared, and then, the white flower buds gradually bloomed, turning into the same appearance as the black peony flower.

This appearance of peonies with twin pedicles only lasted for a moment, and the next moment Wen Chunxiang had turned into a human form and lay on the ground.

What he was wearing was a black and white yin and yang robe.

and many more!

Don't tell them that after spending so much time and making such a big commotion, Wen Chunxiang just grew another flower!