The first Buddha in history

When Xie Zhenghong arrived at Yinzhen Temple, it was almost dark, and it took some time to buy spirit wine and eat food on the way.

When Wen Chunxiang saw that Xie Zhenghong had bought a lot of meat and various types of spirit wine, his mind also came to his senses.

Hey!

The little monk bought something for him specially.

Since entering the practice, Wen Chunxiang has lost count of how many people have given him so many things. Compared with this, Xie Zhenghong's little things are really nothing.However, it made Wen Chunxiang a little moved, which is rare.

This was taught by myself. When I first met the little monk, I was still jumping in anger.

But fate is really a little goblin, you never know what you will be with someone and what you will be doing next moment.

Therefore, Wen Chunxiang kept a weird silence all the way, happily watching Xie Zhenghong buy, buy, buy!

Seeing that the little monk is so caring, I can pamper him a little more in the future.

Today's luck was good, it happened to be the night of the full moon, and without waiting for a long time, Xie Zhenghong skillfully entered the third mountain and walked towards the cave where Wen Chunxiang was.

"Senior, we're here." Xie Zhenghong said suddenly.Wen Chunxiang floated out of the beads, and looked at his own body face to face. The two identical faces had the same smile, as if they were looking in a mirror.

Wen Chunxiang's distraction turned into a rainbow light entering the body, and he was silent for a while before raising his head to look at Xie Zhenghong.

"I've been at ease for a long time, and when I returned to the main body, I realized that I was still locked. It's weird." Wen Chunxiang moved his shoulders, and said a little unaccustomed.

Xie Zhenghong smiled, "The poor monk will try his best to get senior out of trouble."

"Ahem, I am not urging you." Wen Chunxiang explained, he was just expressing his own thoughts, and there was no other meaning in it.

"Because you didn't tell me, senior, the poor monk had to buy everything. They are all common things. If there is a chance in the future, the poor monk will pay more attention." Naturally, Xie Zhenghong couldn't avoid Wen Chunxiang's eyes when he bought these things, but Wen Chunxiang didn't express any views along the way.Xie Zhenghong thought for a while, and heard that seniors have advanced cultivation bases, and the food and use in the past were probably things that could not be found in the world of Daochun.But Xie Zhenghong still bought some of all kinds of things, so as not to hear that the seniors don't like it.

"It's okay, I haven't eaten for a long time." Although he knew it a long time ago, Wen Chunxiang still felt the long-lost joy when he really saw Xie Zhenghong put out all the things in the ring bit by bit.

"You have a heart." Wen Chunxiang tried to make himself look more serious, but the corners of his mouth couldn't be removed no matter what.

Wen Chunxiang's eyes were fixed on the pot of spiritual wine first.

Stretching out his hand to inhale, the hip flask was in his hand.

The aroma of the wine was tangy, although it couldn't be compared with what Wen Chunxiang had drunk before, but under such circumstances, it was considered very good.

The fairy rope on Wen Chunxiang's body tinkled, and then tragically discovered that the fairy rope seemed to be tied tighter and tighter. The mouth of the jug was already slender, but now it was held by Wen Chunxiang. It's actually a finger away from the mouth?No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't reach it.

...so bullying!

Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but become hideous looking at the bundle of fairy ropes.

However, if Wen Chunxiang could untie the fairy rope by looking at it, he would have already done it in the year when he was just trapped.

Xie Zhenghong couldn't hold back, and smiled softly.

Wen Chunxiang couldn't use his hands well, but his ears were still good, so he immediately gave Xie Zhenghong a look.

I think I lost all my face for many years in front of this monk!

"If it's inconvenient for senior, why don't you let the poor monk come... to serve senior." Xie Zhenghong quickly thought about it in his mind before finding out the word "serve" to avoid hurting senior's self-esteem.

"Then, let me force you to try." Wen Chunxiang nodded, and the broken pot fell to the ground.

Anyway, after staying with this monk for so long, the face that should be lost must have been lost long ago.

Thinking of this, Wen Chunxiang couldn't help feeling a little better.

Xie Zhenghong took two steps forward, leaning almost in front of Wen Chunxiang, took the wine pot from Wen Chunxiang's hand, and gently pressed the spout on Wen Chunxiang's lips.

It was quite a simple movement, but Xie Zhenghong did it with a bit of dignity.

Wen Chunxiang's appearance can be remembered so clearly by the young Xie Zhenghong, which is naturally extraordinary.

In this world where cultivation determines everything, a monk can change himself into any appearance after he becomes a baby from a broken pill.And the appearance will often become more handsome or beautiful.For Xie Zhenghong, there is not much difference between a beautiful face and a dry bone. He never minds what other people look like, and he doesn't mind what he looks like.For Xie Zhenghong, the four words "color is emptiness" are almost a wise saying.

however……

Xie Zhenghong sighed slightly in his unobservable heart, maybe his cultivation was not enough, so close to Wen Chunxiang, watching Wen Chunxiang's face enlarged in front of him, looking at his bright red lips , the star-like eyes, and the awkwardness in the eyes that cannot be ignored, made Xie Zhenghong's heart thump twice more.

Wen Chunxiang felt that he had lost his old face, and he never looked at Xie Zhenghong, so it was even more impossible to see anything from Xie Zhenghong's plain face.After entering the mouth of the wine, I feel a chill in my throat, with a refreshing fragrance.

Almost 20 years ago.

Wen Chunxiang drank very fast, and it took about half a cup of tea to finish such a pot of wine.

When Xie Zhenghong took the jug away, Wen Chunxiang was still a little dissatisfied.

"Is there any more?" This is not enough to get between the teeth!

After finishing speaking, Wen Chunxiang licked his lips, staring at Xie Zhenghong with eagerness in his eyes.

Xie Zhenghong took two steps back, looking a little nervous.

Wen Chunxiang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly seemed to have realized it, with some joy on his face.

For some inexplicable reason, Wen Chunxiang has always been very confident about his appearance.When cultivating, there has been no shortage of monks from all walks of life to pursue.It's just that after staying with Xie Zhenghong for a long time, Wen Chunxiang forgot the fact that he actually looks pretty good.

Hahahaha!

Wen Chunxiang laughed inwardly.Little monk, you have been pretending to be like a saint, and it is finally time for you to be caught by this seat!

"Why, have you fallen in love with me?" Wen Chunxiang licked his lips, "Little monk, don't you always say that sex is emptiness?"

Wen Chunxiang looked at Xie Zhenghong with a smile, but it was a pity that Xie Zhenghong didn't want to speak, so no one could hear a single word from his mouth.

"My face is peerless. You are a young monk, and you haven't seen much in the world. It's perfectly normal for you to fall in love with me." Wen Chunxiang said confidently, with a hint of A little schadenfreude.

"Although I have always kept myself clean, but if you are willing to recommend yourself as a pillow, little monk, I can consider it. It's just that your cultivation level is so low now..." Wen Chunxiang looked Xie Zhenghong carefully from top to bottom with suspicious eyes , smashed his mouth, and said with regret, "If this seat abducts you to bed, it is estimated that this seat has not taken off your clothes, and you will be killed by the spiritual power released by this seat."

After finishing speaking, Wen Chunxiang sighed regretfully at Xie Zhenghong.

"Senior, can't control his spiritual power because of his injury?" Xie Zhenghong asked suddenly.

"Last time, I was unlucky. When I was watching others soaring, I was struck by lightning a few times, which caused my cultivation to regress. Otherwise, I wouldn't be trapped here by those bastards." Wen Chunxiang said lightly that he was injured However, being able to escape from the soaring sky thunder is enough to make countless monks envy and hate.

But none of this has anything to do with being unable to get close to others!

Wen Chunxiang, who is hated by countless monks in the world, has always been named "cold, withdrawn, and moody".But there is absolutely no option of "old virgin" who has lived for tens of thousands of years in these words.

If it wasn't for his poor strength and soft-heartedness before, how could he be able to get to the point where he can't get close to people now?

Not to mention double cultivation with others, the second kiss has not been sent yet!

As for the first kiss...

Cough, old things, don't mention them again!

Xie Zhenghong didn't ask any more, but took out another jug ​​of wine and fed it to Wen Chunxiang. As for what happened just now, it was as if nothing had happened.

"...Wait, little monk, are you a little quick to change the subject?" Wen Chunxiang asked after swallowing a sip of wine.

"Senior is overthinking." Xie Zhenghong replied kindly.

"Before you clearly... um." Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by wine again.

Wen Chunxiang looked at Xie Zhenghong's face, and found that it was still calm and almost maddening.

If Wen Chunxiang hadn't seen it clearly before, he almost thought that Xie Zhenghong's gaffe was an illusion.

"Don't worry, little monk, you are not the first one to lose your composure to me, and you certainly won't be the last one." No matter how extraordinary a monk is, he always depends on his face.Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many multi-infant monks who changed their faces after the broken pill became an infant.Of course, those who did not change accounted for the majority.Being able to cultivate to Yuanying itself represents their character and strength. People who care too much about their appearance are almost stuck in the golden core stage.

Even though his mouth was blocked by wine, the voice transmission of his spiritual sense could still be used.

"The poor monk understands." Seeing that the spirit wine could not stop Wen Chunxiang's mouth, Xie Zhenghong had no choice but to reply.

What do you understand?

Wen Chunxiang wanted to pry Xie Zhenghong's head open to see what was inside? !

"Next time, buy more of this kind of wine, and the older it is, the better." Wen Chunxiang drank several pots in a row, and finally chose a flavor that he liked better, and ordered casually.

Xie Zhenghong secretly wrote down the name of the pot of wine.

Suddenly, Wen Chunxiang smelled a strong medicinal fragrance.

Isn't what Xie Zhenghong is holding in his hand at the moment the formed goblin plant he got from Wen Yuexue's legacy?

"What did you take it out for?" Wen Chunxiang looked at Xie Zhenghong suspiciously.

"Of course it's for seniors." Xie Zhenghong replied naturally.

"...Are you stupid?" Wen Chunxiang held back and held back, but in the end he couldn't swallow the words. Although Wen Chunxiang didn't even bother to look at this thing on weekdays, but for Xie Zhenghong, the golden core, For monks in the early stage, it is a treasure that cannot be found.

"Senior, don't worry." Xie Zhenghong felt that he probably understood Wen Chunxiang's "good intentions", reached out his hand on the goblin, tore off a piece about two fingers wide, and put it in a special jade bottle.A part of the goblin's body quickly turned into a liquid medicine and melted in the bottle after it was separated.

"The poor monk kept some." Xie Zhenghong shook the bottle and put it in the storage ring.

Wen Chunxiang found that he couldn't understand what Xie Zhenghong was thinking.

Could it be that this little monk really likes me?

Wen Chunxiang had this thought in his mind.

However, looking at Xie Zhenghong's plain face with almost no expression, his clear eyes, and his status as the reincarnation of a great power in the Buddhist world, he silently suppressed this idea.

perhaps……

This is seeing oneself as a master.

Wen Chunxiang suddenly imagined his bald appearance, and couldn't help shivering.Still under the urging eyes of Xie Zhenghong, the "filial piety" was eaten in two or three mouthfuls.