The first Buddha in history

Demon world.

Recently, life for monks in the devil world can be said to be easy or difficult.It's easy to say, as long as they don't violate the rules set by the devil, the guarantee of life is much better than before.It's hard to say, it's really because there are too many and cumbersome rules set by the demon lord, and there are many incredible rules.For example, if you meet a buddhist who is practicing with hair, you must avoid it. It is okay to fight, fight, injure or kill people, but you can't hurt flowers and plants, which is really incredible.

Not to mention that the demon lord is elusive, almost no one has seen his true face.

...Almost all those who have seen his true face are dead, and the living are silent about it.

I still remember that 200 years ago, this demon lord who had seen the head of the dragon but never saw the tail turned out to sweep away the 36 domains of the demon world in one breath, and trampled all the high-ranking demon emperors and emperors under his feet.What's even more frightening is that this demon lord who turned out to be born out of nowhere is actually holding an embroidered knife in his hand? !

He even has a bit of the saber in his hand that was almost broken by the high-ranking demon god of the demon world that he killed back then, so it wouldn't be wrong to lose to him at all!This demon lord dominated the demon world at a speed unimaginable by ordinary people, and gathered all kinds of subordinates to help manage the affairs of the demon world, such as the rising stars of the demon world, Mu Ting, Yan Qiao, Jinghuo, etc., were all loyal to him, and the demon world For some reason, those demon cultivators who like to look at people from the corner of their eyes all the year round were the first to surrender, making all kinds of people in the demon world shout inconceivable.Even if they are both demon cultivators, these demon cultivators and human demon cultivators have always been at odds, let alone submitting, even if they want to get closer, it is impossible.

No matter how curious people in the demon world are about this, they can't change the fact that this demon lord has become the supreme leader of the demon world.

"I heard that the magic power of the demon lord is boundless, if you can get a piece of advice from his old man..." A demon cultivator suddenly sighed, "The old man, the demon lord, has already integrated all kinds of demonic energy, and his cultivation level is beyond our reach. .Even the hope of opening the sixteen levels of purgatory rests entirely on him!"

"The devil master must try to open the sixteenth level of purgatory now. I heard that the fairy world has already found someone who can open the thirty level of heaven. Hey, how can our demon world be far behind in this kind of thing?"

"I hope the devil master is all right."

The admiration and yearning of several demon cultivators.

Wen Chunxiang naturally did not stay in the Demon Realm.

After making an agreement with the little monk in the fairy world, he left without hesitation.He is not the kind of cowardly person, what is 300 years?The little monk never lied to him.

Wen Chunxiang originally wanted to go to the world to find the gift that the little monk said, but was stopped by a little embroidery knife.

Yidianxiu Shengdao stood in front of Wen Chunxiang, and persuaded with a smile, "I have no objection to the demon lord wanting to go to the human world, but the Buddha wants to open the seal of the Thirty Heavens, and we in the demon world can't wait and see what happens."

"How are you doing?" Wen Chunxiang looked at the embroidered knife in front of him, and secretly estimated the chance that he could beat him.

He had already consumed a lot of strength when he drew out a little xiusheng knife to fight against Manjusri Bodhisattva.As far as Ji Xie and Zhan Cangsheng are just a glimpse of this guy's soul, they should not be underestimated.

"The demon world has been scattered for a long time, so it is natural for people to integrate one or two." Yidian Xiushengdao felt a little regretful on his face, "The demon lord has consumed so much power, and ordinary heaven, material and earth treasures have not helped to restore it at all. If you want to recover for thousands of years, shouldn't you supplement it with one or two supplements?"

Wen Chunxiang was a little moved by what he said.

If he had to wait thousands of years to restore his cultivation, when would he be able to fulfill the agreement with the little monk to "grow new leaves and meet each other"? 300 years is not enough for him to sleep.

"What can you do?" Wen Chunxiang looked at the little embroidered knife in disbelief and asked.

"It's very simple, just eat more." Yi Yixiu Shengdao innocently shrugged, "If you want to keep the devil energy alive, you have to feed them, otherwise they can only absorb the power of the deity."

"You asked me to kill those people from the demon world?"

"How can you say kill?" Yi Dianxiushengdao frowned, "It's clearly a competition to compete for the position of the Lord of the Demon Realm. If you don't shed some blood, who would be convinced of the position of the Lord of the Demon Realm? Big fish eat small fish, small fish Fish eat dried shrimps, and the weak eat the strong, this is a common occurrence.”

"...Okay." Wen Chunxiang deeply admired this embroidered face, and felt that he still needed to learn more.

Seeing that Chunxiang readily agreed, even a little embroidery knife was happy to lead the way.

Thinking about it, he is also very unlucky. Back then, the master followed the demon ancestor and left him here to wait for someone who is destined to open the sixteen levels of purgatory.Wen Chunxiang was entangled with that Buddhist disciple, how many years would he have to wait to become a demon god?If his user can't become a demon god, he has to become the master of this demon world, otherwise, wouldn't the imposing reputation he earned with a little knives become a joke in vain?

With the help of Yidianxiu Shengdao, Wen Chunxiang quickly arrived in the Demon Realm, and defeated the demon kings and emperors one by one.During the fighting, Wen Chunxiang quickly replenished his body's vitality and absorbed different types of magic energy.Those devil emperors looked at Wen Chunxiang with the same eyes as they looked at monsters. The magic energy cultivated by each of them is different. Why can Wen Chunxiang absorb it without any obstacles, and can also fuse it to nourish him with battle? war?Not to mention that a little embroidered knife helped him, how could the devil emperors compare?

Afterwards, Wen Chunxiang discovered the traces of Mu Ting and others in the Demon Realm.After they came to the Demon Realm, they lived a very good life. Relying on their cunning and following, they got in easily, and their cultivation was also improving rapidly.It's just that no matter how fast the cultivation base is, it's not enough to see Wen Chunxiang who is fighting the demon world.

Now that I think of Mu Ting and Yan Qiao's surprised looks, it's worth remembering.

Wen Chunxiang would not say that he secretly recorded their stunned appearance with the recording crystal, and when the little monk came back, he would appreciate it with him.Of course, the heroic appearance of him fighting with other demon emperors and emperors was also recorded in different directions.As for the appearance of those wounded, breath-adjusting and devouring demon energy, they were cut out by Wen Chunxiang.

Now that the demon world is unified, Yidian Xiushengdao has returned to sleep in his own abyss, and Wen Chunxiang will only call him out when he has something to do.Mu Ting was a good manager when he was in Xieyang Great World, so Wen Chunxiang took him for granted.Yan Qiao and Jinghuo were sent to manage the demon cultivators. Anyway, they made the best use of everything and guaranteed no loss, so Wen Chunxiang could be at ease as his own mascot demon master.

Now that I finally have time, I can rest assured to find the gift that the little monk said.

According to the temperament of the little monk, the gift must not be small, and it is very likely that it is hidden in the place they have experienced.

The first time Wen Chunxiang went was Yinzhen Temple in Daochunzhong World.

There is no Yinzhen Temple here.

The development of Dao Chunzhong World is very good. There are constantly rising people in the big world, and their skills are constantly improving. More and more talents are needed. There have been many immortals in Dao Chun Zhong World, so they are naturally focused on training.

Wen Chunxiang bought a jade slip at random, and only then did he realize that his generation and that of Xie Zhenghong were called the "legendary generation" in the world of Daochun. Wen Chunxiang, Xie Zhenghong, Sansi, Qi Yongyuan, Zhu Ning, and Li Heguang Waiting for a smooth ascension success.Such a number of people has set a new record in Dao Chunzhong World, and it is also called one of the turning points in Dao Chun Zhong World.

Even if such a powerful person as Xie Zhenghong came out of Yinzhen Temple, he tried his best to associate himself with Xie Zhenghong.Helpless, although Xie Zhenghong's story has been adapted countless times, one thing remains unchanged. Xie Zhenghong has nothing to do with Yinzhen Temple.Even Yinzhen Temple has become a typical case of "ignorance" in people's mouth.Because the population of the real temple is not large, the skills are incomplete, and the character is even worse, it is normal to decline like this.

When Wen Chunxiang revisited Yinzhen Temple, he found a little beggar living in the dilapidated temple of Yinzhen Temple.

The temple was already dilapidated, with only a few crumbling pillars and a few broken tiles left, but it was still a shelter.The little beggar's body was full of scars, and it was a blessing to have a roof to cover him.

Wen Chunxiang didn't want to be nosy at first, but found that the little beggar's body moved a little bit.

"Xiao Hua, don't worry, we will definitely survive the winter." The little beggar said softly.

It turned out that under the little beggar's belly was a little rabbit.

This is strange.

In such a cold day, the little rabbit is almost dying. Instead of eating the rabbit, the little beggar uses his own body temperature to protect it?

Wen Chunxiang was unusually interested.

Although he is not a good person, he doesn't hate good people either.

What made him even more interesting was that the little beggar's eyes looked so different from those of the little monk.

Wen Chunxiang loves the house and Wu, and can't help becoming a little interested.

"Little ghost, that rabbit of yours is dying." Wen Chunxiang said after falling down, striding into the ruined temple.

When the little beggar heard someone, he quickly turned his head and saw the smiling Wen Chunxiang. He couldn't believe his eyes, "God...God?"

"I'm not a fairy." Wen Chunxiang laughed, and pointed at the little beggar's belly, "Give me this rabbit, and I'll let you wear it every day, how about it?" After finishing speaking, Wen Chunxiang Two fragrant meat buns appeared in Chunxiang's hands.

He clearly saw the little beggar swallowing his saliva for a long time.

But the little beggar still shook his head and refused, "Xiao Hua is my only friend, I won't give it to you."

"But if you don't give it to me, it will die." Wen Chunxiang said seriously, "In such a cold day, if you continue to starve, you will soon die."

"...You, why do you want Xiaohua?" The little beggar shrank his body and asked timidly.

"Of course it was eaten." Wen Chunxiang said without hesitation, "It's not easy to find such a rabbit in this winter."

"You have steamed buns, why do you want to eat florets?"

"The rich people on the street are not short of money, why do they still want to collect money?" Wen Chunxiang asked rhetorically.

How could the poor little beggar know such a profound question, and he was stunned.

"You really don't want to give me this little rabbit?" Wen Chunxiang stepped forward and handed over the meat bun.

"No." The little beggar shook his head resolutely, "It's meaningless for me to live, and it's fine to die with Xiao Hua."

"...You don't want your friend to live?" Wen Chunxiang asked in surprise.

"I'm also afraid of being alone." The little beggar lowered his head and said sadly, "I have no friends other than it. If I die with it, I will die. Go to Lord Yama, and I will be reincarnated with it as a rabbit." That's fine too."

"The kid is pretty good." Wen Chunxiang said with a smile, "I am in a good mood today, so I will give you a chance."

thump.

A jade slip fell in front of the little beggar, along with a few warm meat buns.

"Meeting you in Yinzhen Temple is also considered a fate, and the inheritance of Yinzhen Temple will be given to you, haha."

Wen Chunxiang disappeared in the blink of an eye, completely forgetting about this matter.He had already done what he wanted to do, and what the little beggar would become was none of his business.

Well, just do good deeds for the meeting between yourself and the little monk.

Over the past few years, Wen Chunxiang traveled to every corner of Daochunzhong's world, but he couldn't find the gift Xie Zhenghong mentioned, and he felt quite depressed.The little monk has stayed in the fairyland for so long, at most he can go to the fairyland or the realm of comprehension through the Tiantian Tower, there is no reason why the little monk will let the Daochunzhong world go?

Or, the little monk was afraid that he would be too easy to find, so he deliberately didn't put it here?

The more Wen Chunxiang thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. With the temper of a young monk, he could really do it.He wanted to hide something, but it was too difficult for him to find it.But if you can't find it, you have to find it. You can't let the little monk's heart go to waste.

Wen Chunxiang followed their previous route again, but still found nothing.

If he didn't know Xie Zhenghong's character, he would have thought that Xie Zhenghong made up such a gift on purpose to deceive him.

and many more.

Wen Chunxiang suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Climbing the tower can go to the world of immortals and demons, and can go to the world of comprehension, why can't you go to the human world?

He only thought that the little monk's gift needed some immortal energy to maintain it, but he never thought that the little monk might set up a formation in the world.

In the mortal world, if he really hid the gift in the mortal world, there would be only one place the little monk would go!

With a thought in Wen Chunxiang's mind, he was in the world in an instant.

Today happened to be the [-]th day, and it was the slack time for farming, so many people decided to go nearby to worship the gods.

The storyteller in the teahouse finished talking about the anecdotes of Jianghu and his parents, and then began to tell a story about monsters and ghosts under the pursuit of tea guests.

Wen Chunxiang was sitting in this teahouse, with a formation on his body that made people ignore him, but no one would bother him.

"When it comes to ghosts, you have to mention the famous story here." A tea drinker put down his teacup and sighed, "I remember when I was young, my grandma used to scare me with this incident. Woolen cloth!"

"Haha, what you want to talk about is the mountain that was stolen, I've heard of it too." Another tea guest continued, "I heard that before us, there was a big mountain outside this town, and there were fierce beasts in it. There are too many, it is big and difficult to walk, and no amount of capable hunters can avoid it. But one day, this mountain suddenly disappeared, leaving nothing behind. My grandfather used to scare me, saying that if I don’t obey They will also be stolen into this mountain and never come back.”

"Hey, the version I heard is not this one. It is said that there was a beauty named Cui Cui in the mountain, who was attracted by the mountain god, but Cui Cui refused. Moved away."

"That's what I heard..."

The tea drinkers chattered about this anecdote, each with their own version, almost quarreling, and no one noticed that there was one person missing in the corner.

When Wen Chunxiang came outside the town, he stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, and finally found something different.

Gee.

The little monk's arrangement of the formation is very good, and he accidentally even hid it from him.

Wen Chunxiang read a few words silently, then walked in.In the eyes of outsiders, Wen Chunxiang just disappeared suddenly.

After entering this formation, Wen Chunxiang found himself in front of a mountain.

The mountain is lush and lush, with blooming flowers, cranes flying together, gurgling water and tinkling springs, it is a fairyland on earth.Not to mention that there is a strong aura in this mountain that is not like the world, which makes people feel happy.

"Who is coming?"

A lot of humanoid monsters suddenly appeared in front of Wen Chunxiang. There were men and women, old and young, but all of them were extraordinary. In the Jindan period.

The little monk still raises these things behind his back?

Wen Chunxiang raised his head and looked over, only to find that the monsters were surprised and knelt down towards him.

"Welcome back master."

"Master, you have worked hard."

Lord... Lord?

Wen Chunxiang tapped his head to make sure he had never seen these guys before.

"You said that this seat is your master?"

"Yes." The leader of the monster smiled, "When the mountain master opened up this Zhuxiu dojo, countless light spots fell from the sky, and we had the opportunity to open up our spiritual wisdom. We practice here and wait for the master to come back. It's been 300 years."

Zhuxiu dojo?

The corners of Wen Chunxiang's mouth rose slightly.

"Have you seen me?"

"Master was joking, of course we know you." A monster answered, "In the garden behind the mountain, there is a huge white jade statue, exactly like you, Master!"

"Hey, where's the master?"

Wen Chunxiang left long ago to see the so-called statue.

What was displayed in front of him was a huge jade carving, every strand of hair was clearly visible, and one could clearly see the sculptor's deep love for the statue.

"Idiot, what am I doing?" Wen Chunxiang cursed with a smile.

Suddenly, a soft light appeared on the white jade statue in front of him, and a few large golden characters appeared behind the statue's body: For my beloved little peony.