The first Buddha in history

"Benefactor, you've become obsessed." Xie Zhenghong said softly after listening quietly.

"Yes, I'm a demon." The emperor didn't even refute, he smiled slightly, "If it wasn't for this, I would never have the ability to fight against monks." After finishing speaking, the emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his tone quite complacent , "After I got the power of monsters, I killed many monks. The golden core and Nascent Soul that they worked so hard to achieve are my rations."

"Why, what don't you want to say?" Seeing that Xie Zhenghong had been silent, the emperor couldn't help asking.

"The poor monk has nothing to say." Xie Zhenghong shook his head, "The murderer will always be killed, this is a matter of course."

"You are not pedantic." The emperor laughed, "Unfortunately, the monk I met at that time was not you."

After the emperor finished speaking, his face gradually became gloomy.

"My primordial spirit is imprisoned here. The formation master used my resentment and spiritual power as the cornerstone to create an illusion to help the monk's disciples and grandchildren. When my primordial spirit is wiped out, this formation will also It stopped. Originally, I was almost desperate, day after day, year after year, and the sky was dark."

"But you are different." The emperor looked at Xie Zhenghong with a smile, as if looking at some rare treasure.

The hostility on his face had almost disappeared completely.

Xie Zhenghong looked at him suspiciously.

"This formation is a kind of Spiritual Purification Formation. Its main purpose is to dispel my grievances. But if there is a Buddha who can save me, then this formation will naturally be useless. I have been stationed here for hundreds of years. You are the second." The emperor looked at Xie Zhenghong approvingly, "The monk who came before you was also capable of saving me, but he was too shrewd. He fell asleep as soon as he stepped in, and the illusion couldn't affect him at all."

"Your Majesty, if you let go of your obsession, you can save yourself. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately." Xie Zhenghong replied calmly.

The emperor's sanity is very clear, in fact, there is no need for supernatural powers.

"In the beginning, I really wanted to kill all the monks." The emperor shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity that I don't have this ability. Now, if I am determined to seize the house, maybe there is still a chance. It's just..." But the emperor is not blind, he naturally knows who can take the house and who can't.

Although the Buddhist cultivator in front of him has not been shaved, his cultivation base and state of mind are almost top-notch.

That's a level that I, a mortal monk who turned into a demon, can't reach.

Instead of taking away a body and continuing to be used by Ji Xie, it is better to give the other party a favor.As long as the buddha cultivator in front of him keeps advancing and reaches a certain level, he will naturally confront Ji Xie!

Putting all your hopes on a Buddhist cultivator is actually a very illusory bet.

If it was him before, he would definitely not think about it like this.

But now, does he have any other choice?

"I was able to escape from Ji Xie because I got something. This thing is a double-edged sword for monks. In this world, only I can use it. Now, I will give it to you." The emperor said. As soon as he patted his forehead, a stick of incense gradually appeared between his brows.

This stick of incense is about the length of two fingers, and the body of the stick is milky white. You can vaguely see a real dragon surrounding the stick, which looks like a jade carving.

As soon as Xie Zhenghong saw it, he felt that his whole body was oppressed, and even his breathing became intermittent.

"My country has been passed down for thousands of years, and almost every generation has been a wise king. There has never been a single monk in the whole country, and the country's luck is long and long." The emperor looked at the incense with an exceptionally gentle expression, "At that time, the people died overnight. Being sacrificed to the sword by Ji Xie, the luck of the whole country is concentrated here. At that time, Ji Xie once said that the spirit of a real dragon in me is very strong, even enough to be one of the main souls for him to kill the common people. Wait until my soul is drawn Come out, throw it into the body of a monster, and after transforming into shape with the help of dragon energy, I found some changes in my body."

"This is my country, the fragrance of luck that has been condensed from thousands of years of luck." The emperor laughed softly, "Probably because the subjects were not reconciled, and finally all the luck was condensed in my body , turned into such a stick of incense. After I became a monk, I ate a spiritual cultivator and found his memory. In the orthodoxy of spiritual cultivation, such a stick of luck incense is enough for countless spiritual cultivators to fight. I rely on it Temporarily escaped from Ji Xie's clutches, if I didn't continue to kill monks later, maybe it could still save my life."

Xie Zhenghong was a little stunned.

The fragrance of luck, this kind of heaven-defying thing, he also heard Chunxiang mention it occasionally.

The orthodoxy of spiritual practice relies on passing on and teaching beliefs to improve one's cultivation level, regardless of one's cultivation level, and one can get started quickly.It is very simple for monks to fool the common people, and they can easily gather a group of believers.It's just that the agglomeration of luck and fragrance often requires generations of believers to pass it on.How long can humans live in total, and how can beliefs be the same from generation to generation?Therefore, it is extremely difficult to condense the fragrance of luck.

And this kind of luck fragrance, as the emperor said, is a double-edged sword for monks.

On the one hand, it will improve the luck of the monks themselves, reduce the incidence of demons, and even be used as a magic weapon for pills.Ignite it when retreating, and advancing is a stable thing.But on the other hand, if you have Qi Luck Fragrance, you have to bear corresponding responsibilities.The concentration of Qi Luck Fragrance is often burdened with the beliefs of countless people. If this huge cause and effect is smashed down, it will be light to lose one's cultivation base.If you can't solve the problem of cause and effect, just wait to be cheated.

Even if he is as powerful as Wen Chunxiang, as a demon king, he has only seen a small section in the hands of a few great gods with countless believers.If this kind of thing is used to trade with divine cultivators, they are willing to exchange anything with you. It is as precious as a fairy weapon!

"Ji Xie didn't know I had it, even if he knew he wouldn't dare to accept it. It's one thing for him to kill millions of people, but it's another thing for him to kill millions of people directly." The emperor sneered.

Xie Zhenghong already realized something in his heart.

The emperor quickly inserted the incense of luck into Xie Zhenghong's dantian.

Connected by luck, they can no longer be separated.

"Just treat it as a gift from me. If you can't get rid of Ji Xie, just pay off the debt of that Buddhist cultivator who made me like this." The emperor laughed loudly, waved his hands, and directly patted Xie Zhenghong out.

He can probably live like this for hundreds of years without dying.

If God is merciful, maybe he can get some news about Ji Xie.

As for killing Ji Xie, ahem, he's not confused enough for that.

This powerful Buddhist cultivator is only at the golden core stage.

At the same time as Xie Zhenghong left, Master Xu Ren walked in front of the general formation of the Sorrow Gate, and suddenly felt a little weird.

How do you feel that the resentment in this sad door has subsided?

Is it an illusion.

Xie Zhenghong opened his eyes, and he was back in the tunnel again, with the two open and closed stone doors tightly stuck behind him.

This place is to draw out the spiritual consciousness of the entering monks and throw them into one illusion after another. In fact, when the real body stepped into this door, it had already stopped.

It was exactly the same as Xie Zhenghong guessed.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why he could not contact Wen Chunxiang, nor could he use his spiritual power.

It is difficult to maintain this kind of fierce technique, and the emperor's spiritual power cannot be endless, so they can only quickly enter various tragic scenes to suppress their will.Finally, when the monks lost their minds, they opened the stone gate and let them out.

Things were originally like this, but when Xie Zhenghong came in, something went wrong.

The Spirit Purification Formation is a formation that has been passed down a long time ago, and no one knows the secret of how it identifies the purified person.

Just as the talisman master also knows that certain runes can have different effects, but he doesn't know why they have such effects.

Heaven and earth are big.

There are some things that monks will never know.

Xie Zhenghong touched his dantian, he could not help but feel a little heavy on his face.

After all, the years spent in the illusion still made him feel something.

"Little monk, you've finally woken up." Wen Chunxiang floated over with surprise on his face, and couldn't help being stunned when he saw Xie Zhenghong's heavy expression.Young monks seldom have obvious emotional moments.

"Senior, how long has the poor monk been in?" Xie Zhenghong raised his head and asked.

"Two quarters of an hour."

"The poor monk should go out."

Xie Zhenghong didn't want to break Pei Yuyun's previous achievements, nor could he act too useless. Two quarters of an hour was not too much, just enough.Xie Zhenghong tried his best to make his face look paler, then put his hands on the stone door, intending to push the door and go out.

Wen Chunxiang felt that the little monk was a bit strange, but thought that the little monk was probably put into a strange scene, and he still couldn't make it through, so he didn't think much about it.Just when he was about to get back into Xie Zhenghong's right hand bead string, he stopped suddenly.

"...Little monk, there is something on your body, I feel very uncomfortable." Wen Chunxiang looked disgusted.

Things that can make him feel uncomfortable, it seems that the little monk has a lot of opportunities.

Wen Chunxiang thought slightly sadly.

"It's the fragrance of luck."

"Oh, luck..." Wen Chunxiang stopped suddenly, and looked at Xie Zhenghong in surprise, "Fragrant luck?!"

shit.

He wants to scold people, okay?

He doesn't have such a thing as good luck!But thinking about the troubles this thing caused, the envy in my heart suddenly disappeared.

"Little monk, are you looking for death?" Wen Chunxiang floated around Xie Zhenghong, "For something like the fragrance of luck, you dare to take it at the Golden Core stage, and there is no one else. So many people's karma is smashed, you reincarnation A few lifetimes are not enough for you to become a Buddha!"

And it's troublesome and trivial, who wouldn't want to do it alone for ordinary monks?

The monks who can get the fragrance of luck are almost all ordered by themselves to go down and pay off the karma slowly.

Xie Zhenghong is alone...

Oh!

No, the little monk signed a contract with him, and it is estimated that he is also half of the cause and effect of this good luck.

Wen Chunxiang: ...is it still too late to terminate the contract?

Even lighting [-] candles can't save my mood at the moment!

The little monk has always been very worry-free, and occasionally he gave me such a big blow when he didn't worry.

Wen Chunxiang didn't need to look, he knew that his complexion must be very, very bad.

"There is only one cause and effect, and the owner of the Qiyunxiang asked the poor monk to do it." Seeing that Chunxiang's face turned extremely ugly, Xie Zhenghong couldn't help explaining.

"The owner of Qiyunxiang is this monster suppressed by the Sorrow Gate?" Wen Chunxiang asked.

"Exactly."

"Could it be that he wants you to trouble the monk who suppressed him before? That's easy!" Wen Chunxiang's mood quickly turned from cloudy to clear, "But it's really strange that that monster can get the fragrance of luck. Qi Luck Fragrance, not even a single one can be produced in a big world!"

"He used to be the king of a country." Xie Zhenghong said kindly, "By the way, senior, have you heard of killing the common people?"

"...Little monk, don't tell me that your karmic debt lies in cutting common life. I know that there should be only one of the most famous swords to kill common people." This kind of majestic sword in the name of killing people is basically the only one. No separation.

"The master seems to be a magic cultivator named Ji Xie?" Xie Zhenghong continued.

Wen Chunxiang: ...

"Senior, senior, what's the matter with you?" Xie Zhenghong couldn't help being frightened when he saw Chunxiang's look of lovelessness.

"Hehe, little monk, I'm kind enough to show you the way, let me tell you about the reincarnation of the golden core, my dear." Wen Chunxiang said in a gentle, almost penetrating tone.

"forward……"

"Don't call me senior!" This seat can call you senior, this kind of trouble-making ability is really fatal.

Wen Chunxiang no longer felt that the little monk had amazing luck.

This is not amazing luck, this is simply amazing bad luck!

"When I was at the peak of my cultivation, I was one of the six highest cultivators in a hundred worlds, and was called the Demon Emperor." Wen Chunxiang glanced at Xie Zhenghong and continued, "You Ji Xie, the master of Slaying Cangsheng, is one of the six Demon Emperors. He is a well-known lunatic, and the most powerful Sanxian in the world usually does not provoke him easily, understand?!"

Xie Zhenghong snorted, "This seems to be inconsistent with the time that His Majesty said."

I don't know whether Xie Zhenghong is really stupid or fake. He didn't pay attention to the seriousness of Wen Chunxiang's words, but got tangled up in other things instead.

By the way, Xie Zhenghong briefly told Wen Chunxiang about the emperor.

Wen Chunxiang was powerless at the moment.

"As a demon emperor, everyone has some tacit secrets. Ji Xie dared to sacrifice swords with millions of mortals, but he must use an incarnation outside his body. He did such things a lot. When he was most powerful , A small world has been wiped out by him. He is not going to easily overcome the catastrophe now, because once he overcomes the catastrophe, it must be the most powerful nine-fold catastrophe!"

Wen Chunxiang looked at Xie Zhenghong sincerely, and suggested earnestly, "You don't have to die if you don't want to, try to live for a thousand years, and Ji Xie will probably be hacked to death by Heaven's Tribulation. If you make up for him at the end, it is estimated that cause and effect will also be able to kill him." Finished."

Xie Zhenghong shook his head and rejected Wen Chunxiang's suggestion.

"There are all kinds of outflows in the world, and the Four Noble Truths and Three Sufferings are the first to suffer. The kindness of the predecessors, the poor monk accepted it. Cause and effect come true, and the poor monk has no reason to retreat." Xie Zhenghong pressed his hand on the stone gate, and the stone gate slowly opened. Chunxiang had no choice but to fly into the bead string and stay quietly.

Little monk, you are really good.

Wen Chunxiang's teeth itch with hatred, seeing Xie Zhenghong go out so openly, there is nowhere to express the aggrieved heart.

Don't be paranoid where you should be paranoid, and seek death if you shouldn't be paranoid.

Forget it, let me chill you for a few days first.

snort!