The first Buddha in history

It was already half an hour after Wen Chunxiang walked out of that space.

Although the Xingluo Demon Mother talked to Wen Chunxiang in a good voice, she was also very curious about why Xiushengdao would care about such a personal reason.Therefore, after a few perfunctory words with Wen Chunxiang, she let go of the restraint, reopened the space and let Wen Chunxiang leave.

Maybe it's because Xingluo Demon Mother has been aloof for a long time, but she can't even do a simple disguise successfully, and the expression on her face almost completely reveals her thoughts.Wen Chunxiang knew it in his heart, but pretended he didn't know anything, and stepped out of the space.

Regardless of whether it is the cultivation world or the fairy world, one thing will not change.Whether it is a human or a demon, a fairy or a Buddha, as long as you are strong enough, you can ignore some conspiracies and tricks.Like the Xingluo Demon Mother and the like, they may not be able to play with other people's hearts, but as long as they are strong in their own cultivation, even if they know that there is a pit ahead, they can attract countless monks to jump into it.

Wen Chunxiang is such a person who wants to jump off.

A dark hole appeared in the sky again, and the corner of Wen Chunxiang's clothes appeared, and the whole figure was soon revealed.

The Xingluo Demon Mother is like a little white lotus. As soon as she came out, she looked at Wen Chunxiang "hatefully" for a few times, and flew to the other side in a blink of an eye, but Wen Chunxiang didn't give her the slightest look. The two didn't have a good posture to talk about.

Wen Chunxiang returned to his position, and before Xie Zhenghong could speak, he was the first to tell the story of the Xingrao Demon Mother, emphasizing the Xingrao Demon Mother's arrogance and his humiliation .

Wen Chunxiang talked eloquently for a long time, and keenly realized that Xie Zhenghong hadn't spoken much, and his heart skipped a beat.

Is the little monk really so angry?

"Little monk, this mark is not what I want to get, it's just that..."

"Senior, that's not the case." Xie Zhenghong interrupted Wen Chunxiang and said softly, "Although the matter of the imprint is helpless, I know that it was not the intention of the senior, and if it can really protect the safety of the senior, I should thank him. Senior , what I am worried about is not the imprint."

Wen Chunxiang fell silent in due time.

He pretended to be a fool, and purposely directed the topic towards the Xingluo Demon Mother and the imprint, but unfortunately the little monk was not fooled at all, it was very difficult to fool, and he would not accept his tricks at all.

Wen Chunxiang sighed silently in his heart.

Others are worrying that their Taoist companion is too late to try to help the other party improve their cultivation, but on his side, the Taoist companion is too smart to be fooled at all.

"Little monk, you don't need to say it, don't worry, I won't leave you." Wen Chunxiang took the opportunity to confess.

"This little monk has never doubted this." Xie Zhenghong is a soft-headed person. When Wen Chunxiang said this, his face immediately softened a lot. "I just thought that there are so many things around me that I can't solve. Always uneasy."

"There's nothing to worry about." Wen Chunxiang comforted, "As long as our cultivation base gets higher and higher, everything will no longer be a thing."

Xie Zhenghong sighed speechlessly, what Wen Chunxiang said was right, if they had the cultivation level of Emperor Ling, perhaps the difficulties in front of them would be much less.

After all, their current cultivation base is too low.

Although the cultivation speed of the two of them is enough to make a group of immortals commit suicide in anger, but it is difficult for the two of them to get together, and they have to have a higher cultivation level if they want to be more unscrupulous.

The conversation between the two ended so simply, and soon, two days passed, and the immortal emperors in the Chongyang Palace finally discussed a regulation.

With the surprises in the previous preliminaries, wouldn't it be anticlimactic if the finals were too regular?

In addition, the quality of this session is really high, no matter how much you toss about it, nothing will happen. The bad water in the stomachs of these immortal emperors who have nothing to do but live and live. There will be his own disciples and relatives who are all thrown aside.

In the end, it was Dongfang Tiandi who came forward to be the referee, and selected a few of these ideas as competition items.Based on all the results, 300 people will be selected as the winners, and they will go to the Immortal Pagoda to practice.

The first level is Go.

It is said that Go was originally a game evolved from the position of the stars in the sky. It is not only popular in the world, but also extremely popular in the world of comprehension and immortality.There can be countless changes on a small chessboard, one piece falls and another piece regenerates, it all depends on the skill of the chess player.

Therefore, this first hurdle is to divide these contestants into black and white teams, regardless of sect or morality, as long as they are in one team, they have to join hands to meet the enemy.

But in the same way, if you have the ability, you can also pull the opponent into your camp.

"The trial of the first level was chosen in an uninhabited world, where it was divided into many areas, and those areas corresponded to the chessboard. How to play this game, how to 'capture', how to capture the opponent's territory, It all depends on the ability of the chess player on your own side." The immortal emperor who explained the rules smiled, "It's up to you to decide who will be the chess player. For now, let's draw lots, which side will be drawn? Which side is it!"

After hearing the rules of the first trial, Wen Chunxiang was a little confused.

He hasn't played chess for many years, and the best chess players should be Mu Ting and Yan Qiao, but it's a pity that neither of them came over.

"Why are you sighing, senior?" Seeing Wen Chunxiang's face change, Xie Zhenghong felt a little funny.

"Ahem, my skills are quite rusty." Wen Chunxiang was a little embarrassed.In fact, when he accepted the inheritance of the spiritual practice Tiangong, he still spent a lot of time in the human world.Just looking at calligraphy and painting can entertain oneself, but if you can't find a suitable opponent in chess, it will be meaningless at all.Wen Chunxiang would play with himself only when he was bored.

"But little monk, I remember that your level of chess should be pretty good." At least when the little monk was Shenxiu's old master, his level of chess was very high.

"It's okay." Xie Zhenghong nodded and said, "It's just that I don't want to take the position of this chess player. Senior, let's draw lots first."

Wen Chunxiang was about to nod, but quickly withdrew his hand.

"Little monk, help me get one." Wen Chunxiang said hastily.

Although his good luck came to him before, Wen Chunxiang had suffered enough from his previous unlucky times. If he and the little monk were in two camps at this critical moment, wouldn't he be mad at him?

Let the little monk help draw lots!

Xie Zhenghong glanced at Wen Chunxiang helplessly, and agreed to draw lots for Wen Chunxiang.

While Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang were dawdling, the others had already drawn lots and determined their camp.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the two camps turned out to be divided into two halves, even the few disciples of Lingxiu Tiangong.

After Xie Zhenghong drew lots, one was black and the other was white.

In other words, the two of them are not in the same camp.

Jin Poluo couldn't help but sneered, "You guys just take a formality, the camp has already been divided by you."

"Hey, what's the same?" An immortal emperor said with a smile, "That's what makes it interesting. What's the point of everyone being united as one?"

"Exactly, what I saw was that they were stumbling each other, alas, it's nice to be young." Another immortal emperor said.

Jin Poluo looked at Lingdi silently, shocked by the boredom of these immortal emperors.

Wen Chunxiang looked at the two lottery tickets and wanted to cry, but no tears.

He knows it!

Before the lottery was drawn, he felt something was wrong, so he asked the little monk to draw lots, but he didn't expect the result to be the same.

"Senior, it's okay, it's just a trial." Xie Zhenghong comforted in a low voice, "Where do you want to go, senior?"

Wen Chunxiang looked at the two lotteries in his hand, and at the camp next to him.

Wen Chunxiang looked at it for a long time, and finally picked a camp for himself that obviously looked better, and asked the little monk to go to the side with more ugly people.

Although he wasn't worried that the little monk would do something wrong to him, but if there were any little goblins who would be eyeing the little monk, he would be more at ease picking an ugly monster.

Xie Zhenghong didn't know whether he saw Wen Chunxiang's careful thought, so he agreed with a smile.

"Senior, I will try my best to come to your camp when the time comes." Xie Zhenghong gently shook Wen Chunxiang's hand and said.

"No, let me go to your side." Wen Chunxiang hurriedly stopped him.

In the end, Wen Chunxiang entered Baiziying, and Xie Zhenghong went to Heiziying.

When Xie Zhenghong came to Heiziying, he didn't attract much attention on the surface.

But this is already the biggest difference.

Although Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang didn't care about it, they were first or second in the preliminaries after all, and they were good helpers no matter which camp they went to.

Coincidentally, Bi Hao is among the most popular immortals in Heiziying.

It's just that apart from Dharma cultivators in Heiziying, there are demon cultivators, spiritual cultivators, and demon cultivators. How could one be willing to let a Dharma cultivator become bigger?

No, when Xie Zhenghong went, they were arguing.

"So what about Bi Hao? We in the Demon Realm have always relied on strength to speak. He defeated all of us, so I will admit it, otherwise we won't talk about it!"

"Hehe, unless it's the Immortal Emperor's cultivation, who else can defeat all of us here? Your words are clearly a provocation!"

"Since we can't beat the crowd, why should we listen to you?"

None of the monks who can come here are good stubbles, and everyone wants to be that person.Furthermore, the two camps are going to fight against each other by playing chess, so the life and death of these chess pieces is not decided by the chess player?

If Faxiu were to be the leader, would there be a place for their demon and demon cultivators to gain a foothold?

Seeing these people arguing, Bi Hao felt rather depressed.Different orthodoxy is an insurmountable contradiction, but there is no fool present, and no one is willing to obey anyone, but his confidants are all in another camp.

"Zen Master Shenxiu, what do you think?" Seeing Xie Zhenghong's indifferent face, a monk couldn't help but drag him into the muddy water.

Xie Zhenghong glanced at the audience, and said with a faint smile, "Since this time we are playing chess against each other, how about we play against each other, and whoever has the best chess skills can be the leader."

Coincidentally, Wen Chunxiang also made such a suggestion.