The first Buddha in history

After Xie Zhenghong finished reading the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Fundamental Vows Sutra", he followed the monk in front of him and became a wooden monk without moving.It is better to be still than to move. In this kind of situation where there is no distinction between the enemy and the enemy, it is better to be honest.

"Old friend, you seem to have something on your mind?" The passing ceremony was successful, and the weight of the white jade bottle became significantly lighter.There are countless heavy and heavy debts on Li Gui's body, and the white jade bottle weighs almost a hundred catties before he is overthrown.Now that the transcendence is over, Changmei should be happy.

"Since you asked me, the poor Taoist has nothing to say." The Taoist with long eyebrows looked very sad, and one could not help but feel that his hair and eyebrows were all whitened by himself. It doesn’t matter, years of wars, evil spirits and ghosts are okay. At least Pindao can ask you for help to save them. But now those demons and ghosts who have practiced for many years are also born. On the way here, Pindao saw a small town that was empty , The evil spirit is pervasive, the world is so difficult, and the poor Taoist deeply feels that he is not good at learning, and I am afraid that he will not have a good life now. It's just that none of the boys in my Taoist temple can learn well, and in the future... Sigh."

"Amitabha." The host seemed to have the same feeling, he quietly looked at the monks present, and finally stopped his gaze on Xie Zhenghong.

Seeing this, the other monks couldn't help but look at Xie Zhenghong.

"Wisdom, come up." The host waved.

"Yes." Although Xie Zhenghong didn't know the reason, he still stepped forward respectfully.

"Wisdom, from today onwards, you are the old monk's closed disciple." The host took Xie Zhenghong's hand and brought him to the Changmei old Taoist, "Old friend, you might as well do the calculation for the poor monk, and wisdom for his future achievements." Jinsha Temple, he couldn't find another person who was capable of protecting the entire temple.The short-term peaceful life is coming to an end, Taoist Changmei's cultivation base is already one of the best in their country, but it is a pity that no one inherits the Taoist temple.

The host took the opportunity to bring wisdom up and walk a clear road.

"Okay, okay!" Taoist Changmei looked at Xie Zhenghong quietly, and said yes three times, "Wonderful, old friend, maybe your Jinsha Temple can be kept."

The host showed a little smile, "Then I will lend you a good word." Turning to look at Xie Zhenghong again, "You must not disappoint your talent."

"Yes."

The host and the old Taoist Changmei chatted lively and vividly, but Xie Zhenghong felt a malicious look.

Xie Zhenghong turned his head quickly, but found nothing.

From the current point of view, this wise monk should be the core figure of Palm Heart Buddha Kingdom, in other words, it is very likely that he is the Dharma name of Zen Master Mingxin in the secular world.The monsters in the troubled times, the temples that know a little about the inheritance of Buddhism, and this inexplicable scene of transcendence all give people a hint of crumbling.

However, if the role he is playing now is Zen Master Mingxin, then the next thing he will face is the joint attack of those foreign monks.

Is this good luck or bad luck?

In other words, my own body is not Zen Master Mingxin at all?

Xie Zhenghong thought for a long time to no avail, so he had to continue changing the scene.

In the evening, Xie Zhenghong was led by several young novice monks to the presiding room.

"Wisdom, I know you like tranquility and don't like fighting. You are young, so I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince everyone in the temple. It's just that you are the only person in my temple with dual spiritual roots. Apart from you, our Jinsha Temple No one can learn Buddhism. Well, I hope you won't blame me in the future."

The host chattered, it turned out that Jinsha Temple used to be a member of the cultivation sect, but time has passed, this small country has almost no aura, and there is no one in ten thousand who has spiritual roots.Inheritance is becoming more and more precarious.Almost every abbot of Jinsha Temple is a person with spiritual roots, most of them have four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots.Jinsha Temple tested the spiritual roots of orphans when they adopted them. Perhaps the troubled times are approaching. The spiritual energy in these years has become more abundant than before, and there are many more people with spiritual roots.Many younger disciples in the temple almost all have spiritual roots.But apart from wisdom, almost all of them have four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots.Practicing those spells is only a little better than ordinary monks.

If the world is safe, after another four or fifty years of training, with the help of the function of the "Building Foundation Pill" that has been passed down, maybe a host can be produced.But the time was too late, the host had no choice but to accept Wisdom as a disciple, and use the accumulated spirit stone pills to make offerings, hoping that Wisdom would establish a foundation early, so that maybe one side could be kept safe.

When the scene changed again, Xie Zhenghong had turned into a 30-year-old monk, and became the abbot of the Jinsha Temple, cultivating the foundation.But now there are only three or four of the brothers who were with him in saving souls.There are only about a hundred monks in Jinsha Temple up to now.It is very different from the appearance of the peak that just came in.

Fortunately, Xue Ren and Huang Ying are still alive, and they have become confidantes of Wisdom Host.

As everyone knows, outside the Yi's mansion, quite a few monks were blushing upright, their necks were thick, and their demeanor was almost gone, yelling.

"Ge Laozi, just go in and read a scripture and throw me out, play me!"

"After you recited the scriptures anyway, I went in to pick up a few jars of water, and somehow I died and was thrown out."

"Those Buddhist practitioners seem to have been left behind."

"No, look there, there are a few buddhist cultivators in the Golden Core Stage who are obviously not good enough to come out. The Blood Demon Hand and the others haven't come out yet. This is pure luck."

"It seems that I have nothing to do with this legacy mansion. I'd better go to the secret realm to find other things. In the future, no one will look for me in this kind of Buddhist legacy mansion!"

"Fellow Daoist, please stay, I will leave with you."

"Exactly."

In the Buddha Kingdom, Xie Zhenghong, Xue Ren, Huang Ying and others were discussing.

"It seems that this body of yours, Brother Wen Daoist, is Zen Master Mingxin. Have you discovered anything?" Xue Ren asked, "I guess it will be the end. Except for you, all of us will die." Zen Master Mingxin When he appeared in the realm of comprehension, he was alone. If there were other brothers from the same sect alive, it was impossible not to bring them along.

"No. The poor monk originally thought that when he took over as the host, he would leave something behind, but there is nothing else except the cassock." Xie Zhenghong shook his head. He thought he would get some clues, but there was nothing.He couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Could it be that Zen Master Mingxin is not wisdom, but someone else?

"Chan Master Mingxin seems to be a single spiritual root." Huang Ying was silent for a long time before she said slowly, "But Xue Ren and I observed the rest of the monks, and there are few monks who have practiced Qi at the seventh or eighth level. If it is a single spiritual root, It's impossible to be so slow. In this kind of place, the spell to conceal one's cultivation is more valuable than the abbot of this temple." In other words, the person in Jinsha Temple who is most likely to be Zen Master Mingxin is wisdom.

"It's not impossible to change the double spiritual root into a single spiritual root. Zen Master Mingxin can cultivate to such a state, and there must be many adventures." Xue Ren didn't think there was anything strange about this, "Now the Jinsha Temple The monks should be played by us monks, but we don’t know who is who.”

"But here, our cultivation bases are all sealed, even if we know who is who, it's useless."

The three of them didn't come to a conclusion, so they had to go back separately.

Xie Zhenghong's recent days are also not going well.

Someone in the temple finally couldn't help but began to test him.Although his cultivation level is the highest in the temple, for these monks who have lived for an unknown number of years, it is not difficult to use the cultivation level of the Qi training period to kill the monks of the foundation building period.They have been in this Palm Heart Buddha Kingdom for several years, even though the flow of time is not the same, the patience of some monks is gradually exhausted.

At the same time, the monks in the temple began to die one by one.

Some were bitten in pieces by monsters, and some were completely incomplete.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, people in the temple began to panic.

After finally staying until now, if you can't take anything back, wouldn't it be a waste of time?And they are not sure what will happen to them monks if they die in this Palm Heart Buddha Kingdom.

Xie Zhenghong ordered several monks to live in one room, and set up several formations near the temple, but it still failed to prevent the death of people in the temple.Even Zhishen, played by Huang Ying, was found dead in her room.

Xie Zhenghong managed to appease the furious Xue Ren, but he also began to feel some headaches.

This is obviously not done by outsiders, but by monks in this temple.

But everyone is limited by the cultivation base of the Qi training period, so it should be impossible to kill these monks without telling him about the foundation building period.

The most frustrating thing is that some people in Jinsha Temple began to say that the death of these monks was caused by the abbot Xie Zhenghong, and Wisdom was practicing magic skills, using them monks as introductions.Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why Xie Zhenghong, who has the highest cultivation base, did not find any clues.

On the bright side, Wisdom is at least the host. Although these rumors have spread, most people don't believe them.

However, in the temple at this moment, including all the monks including Xie Zhenghong, there are only 30 people left.Believe it or not, it really doesn't make much difference.

At night, when Xie Zhenghong was chanting scriptures in his room, he suddenly noticed a little change.

The entire Jinsha Temple was engulfed in flames, with thick smoke billowing. When Xie Zhenghong opened the door, he found that there was no monk fighting the fire.

It is impossible for him not to notice such a big movement.

Xie Zhenghong suddenly turned his head to look at the incense burner in the room.

After the incense burner was replaced with a type of sandalwood, his feeling seemed to be a lot blurred.

Xie Zhenghong traveled all over Jinsha Temple, and finally found the root of everything in the main hall.

Lying on the ground were the only surviving monks of Jinsha Temple, even Xue Ren was inside.

Only a monk with a lot of blood on his body stood there, as if waiting for Xie Zhenghong's arrival.

They seemed to be called here to say something, but they accidentally stepped into the prepared killing formation and died instantly.

"Finally, there are only two of us left." The blood-soaked monk turned his head to look at Xie Zhenghong with a smile on his face, with crooked eyebrows and eyes, "Wisdom, are you surprised?"

"Zhixin."

Xie Zhenghong actually had some doubts about Zhixin before, but as the host, he couldn't judge a monk's good or evil by his own will without evidence.

"Well. The host used to call me Brother Zhixin." Zhixin laughed softly, "Come, sit down."

Zhixin kicked away a monk's corpse, lifted his robe, and sat down on the spot.

"I will tell you whatever you want to know. After all, you are the last enshrined in this temple. As a promise, I have to tell you the truth."

"worship?"

In the blink of an eye, Xie Zhenghong already understood the root cause.

Is that so?

"This Jinsha Temple was originally not a temple, but my tomb." Zhixin showed some nostalgia on his face, "When the Jinsha Temple was established, it was provoked by some demons. I don't know where the abbot found me. A touch of primordial spirit began to enshrine me. In return, I handed them some superficial spells."

As a contract, every abbot of Jinsha Temple will be backlashed, even if he has reached the foundation-building stage, he will not be able to enjoy the lifespan that the foundation-building stage should have.As the primordial spirit gradually recovered, he chose a body and began to seize it, that is Zhixin.

Originally, according to the time, he should still need some time to recover, but the troubled times are approaching, the aura is chaotic, and he secretly ate a lot of monsters, the injury recovered quickly.Wisdom is a double spiritual root, and it is the best object to seize, but it is also closely watched, so I had to reluctantly give up.

Now that he has absorbed the souls of the monks from Jinsha Temple, and then ate the souls of wisdom, he is estimated to be able to go to the cultivation world through a teleportation array he left behind during his lifetime.

Xie Zhenghong could tell that the person in front of him was almost on the verge of forming alchemy, and he, a monk who was practicing with the help of Foundation Establishment Alchemy, was no match for him at all.

What method did the original Zen Master Mingxin use to kill him?

"Seeing that all of you pastors have enshrined my affection, I can let you commit suicide so that you can feel better." Zhixin said leisurely, as if he was sure that Xie Zhenghong would not be able to escape.

Xie Zhenghong wanted to say something, but suddenly his body could not move.

"it is good."

Xie Zhenghong heard Zhizhi say this, and then he really committed suicide with his sword.

……

Is there something wrong with this script?

Xie Zhenghong couldn't figure it out, could this Zhixin in front of him be Zen Master Mingxin?

"It's really boring." Zhixin got up from the ground, bent down as if trying to grab the soul of wisdom.

Mutation mutation.

Xie Zhenghong saw Zhixin's soul rushing into Zhixin's body.

Wait, this is to... seize the house?

Xie Zhenghong almost couldn't keep up with his intelligent thinking.

It's not that the monks in the foundation building period cannot seize the house, but they must fail.In addition to monks above the Nascent Soul stage, there may be a little success rate in the matter of seizing the house, and low-level monks who want to seize the house are tantamount to courting death.

"Looking for death." Seeing the wise soul rushing towards him, Zhixin opened his mouth, not even bothering to block it.

"You can still see such a stupid monk?" Zhixin closed his mouth and yawned.However, considering that the monks in these temples only know the superficial aspects of cultivation and know nothing about the cultivation world, it seems normal to not know this kind of common sense.

Zhixin was about to get up and leave, but his body began to feel uncontrollable.

"What is this..." Zhixin wanted to leave, but he couldn't.Apparently, he was also a little bit at a loss by this turn of events. He had never heard of such a thing as a foundation-building cultivator succeeding in seizing a house. Could it be that such an impossible thing happened to him?

Special physique?

Xie Zhenghong suddenly thought of this possibility.

It is impossible for a foundation-building cultivator to successfully seize the house, but it is possible with a special physique.Otherwise, it is impossible to understand why Zhixin committed suicide without any resistance, because he knew that it is impossible to defeat Zhixin alive, only dead.

Xie Zhenghong watched Zhixin fall to the ground, and after an unknown amount of time, when he opened his eyes again, it was no longer Zhixin, but wisdom.

"Amitabha."

Following this voice, Wisdom left Jinsha Temple, and Jinsha Temple completely collapsed.

"From now on, the poor monk will never forget it."

Everyone thinks that Zen Master Mingxin is the name of the Dharma, but they don't think that he, Zen Master Mingxin, actually remembers the meaning in his heart.

Zen Master Mingxin refined the memories of the mundane world into the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm, trying to open the knot in his heart and refine the Dharma seal, but his body and soul were not compatible. In addition, he made these memories into the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm, which proved that he could not let go .

Since he can't be innocent and has a deep heart, it seems normal to fail to attack the seal.

Xie Zhenghong sighed slightly, monks like Zen Master Mingxin, who had a special Taoism, could hardly escape such tribulations.

"The retribution is illusory, so you can't force it. The movement is cold and warm, and you feel ashamed and regretful. When the poor monk realized the Dharma seal, he thought he could be safe, but who knew it would still fall short."

Chan Master Ming Xin's voice came out gradually, but there were no people around. It must have been the remnants of his passing away, which came out after the Palm Heart Buddha Kingdom disappeared.

"This life of the poor monk is also a stolen life. Since he has failed, he no longer thinks about the afterlife. It's just that this Dharma seal is rare, and it is privately kept by You Shengzong. It is a pity that such a Buddha treasure will be drowned here with the poor monk. Take the Buddha Kingdom in your palm as a guide, and wait for those who are destined."

Things didn't end here.

This is the ruined Jinsha Temple, which gradually began to restore its original resplendent appearance.

Those dead monks also reappeared one by one, with smiling faces on their faces.The figure of wisdom also appeared among the group of monks, accompanied by several senior brothers from Zhishen and Zhishen, who were making an appointment to go to Huazhai at the foot of the mountain together.

"Probably, this is the last time the poor monk cast a spell."

A low laugh came out, and Xie Zhenghong was also excluded from the Palm Heart Buddha Kingdom.

When he woke up, he found that he was still lying on the same road where he woke up before, and the guide mouse was sleeping on his chest.However, Xue Ren and Huang Ying are not here, presumably they have been excluded from the widow's residence.

Outside the widow's residence, Xue Ren and Huang Ying were talking to a few people wantonly.

They can be considered to have explored many bereaved mansions, and this is the first time they have encountered such an inexplicable bereaved mansion.

Although returning empty-handed is a common occurrence, it's strange that such a large number of people didn't get anything.

"Aying, have you heard that Fellow Daoist hasn't come out yet?" Xue Ren asked softly.

"Not yet. I don't know what will happen." They died inexplicably, and they didn't even know who the murderer was.They really don't have much confidence in the possibility that Xie Zhenghong can go to the end.

No one noticed that there was a Buddha cultivator behind them who quietly looked at the widow's mansion before slowly leaving.

Wen An, this Buddhist practice is really interesting.

Fuzhen is in the residence of Zen Master Mingxin, and the person playing the role is Zhixin.He was the first person to die in Jinsha Temple, but according to other monks, Zhixin was the last person they saw when they died inexplicably.

They, a group of monks, gathered outside the widow's residence, trying to piece together a real fact.It's a pity that Fuzhen is missing, so I can't figure it out anyway.

When Xie Zhenghong came out, he was rushed up by a group of monks. Xue Ren and Huang Ying protected Xie Zhenghong behind him, but they couldn't stop the siege of so many monks.

"I just want to know what's going on with the palm Buddha kingdom inside?"

"That's right, Pindao boasted that he was lucky, and he really wanted to know the answer after such an inexplicable death."

Everyone said what they said, but they didn't have any hope for the possibility of Xie Zhenghong's inheritance.

This Yifu is so inexplicable, it feels like it was made to play with them.

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry, the poor monks will come together one by one." Xie Zhenghong told the story of the Jinsha Temple, and everyone understood everything when they heard the word "Duoshe".

"Then you didn't get anything?" Seeing that Xie Zhenghong said it so clearly, someone couldn't help asking.

Xue Ren and Huang Ying are ready to leave at any time.

Just as Xie Zhenghong was about to speak, he saw a lot of golden lights flying out from under the lake, falling on the hands of the monks present one by one.There are also some golden lights flying towards the sky, as if they want to find those monks who left early.

"Goodness is goodness."

As long as you have stayed in the Palm Heart Buddha Kingdom, you will be guided by spiritual consciousness. It is not difficult to find people in this secret place.

Xue Ren and Huang Ying were also hit hard by the golden light, and after a cursory glance at their consciousness, they beamed with joy.

The other monks were also overjoyed, no one thought about what Xie Zhenghong took, they had better hide the things quickly so as not to be murdered to seize the treasure.It's a pity that some people run fast, while others run slowly.

A monk was robbed on the spot.

Afterwards, some people started to scramble for it, and some of them turned their attention to Xue Ren and the other three.

"Let's go!" Xue Ren and Huang Ying each played a magic weapon, and took Xie Zhenghong away quickly.

"Aying, I got a pair of sulfur cloudy silkworm gloves, haha, I'm so lucky. I will finally be able to dig the Nascent Soul without bare hands in the future. I'm so disgusted." Xue Ren said with a smile.Although he is nicknamed Blood Demon Hand, in fact he really doesn't like empty hands at all.It's just that the skills he practiced are so powerful that ordinary magic weapon gloves can't stand his blow at all.No matter how much he wastes, it is impossible to change gloves every time he hits.

"Well, I also got a Jiuzhuan Qingxin Pill, which can eliminate the evil energy on my body." Huang Ying replied with some joy, the Jiuzhuan Qingxin Pill is rare in Buddhism, and only those eminent monks have a few.Unexpectedly, Zen Master Mingxin had it and gave it back to him.I'm afraid that everyone who enters the Yifu this time will get what they need.

But it's normal to think about it, the monks who caught up with the opening of the Yifu for the first time would definitely not dare to say even if they got something.

"By the way, fellow daoist Xie, why don't you have anything..." Xue Ren turned to look at Xie Zhenghong and asked.

"Get out of the way!" Huang Ying shouted quickly, and Xue Ren subconsciously squatted down, barely avoiding it.

Xie Zhenghong's premonition was wrong, and he instinctively wanted to hide, when a golden light flew towards his forehead aggressively, hitting it fiercely.

...It's such a familiar feeling!

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————————The following is a side story that has nothing to do with the main text—————————

Because of the fortune teller's words, Buddha's treatment suddenly became better.

At least until the brother-in-law was eight years old.

My eight-year-old brother rarely gets sick, and the doctor said that he can grow up safely.With the doctor's approval letter, the aunt's mind inevitably changed again.Fozi has a good reputation abroad, and he has already passed the Tongsheng examination at a young age, and he only has to wait for the results of the scholar examination after a few days.

Such an excellent son has earned them a lot of good reputation outside.However, as the son-in-law got bigger and bigger, the excellence of the Buddha's son became a bit eye-catching.

However, the son-in-law has a very good feeling for the Buddha son, and he keeps calling his brother and brother, almost putting his parents in second place.

That does not work!

A few days later, Fozi was admitted as a scholar. His aunt excused him to go out for a trip or two, and sent him to the house to study in a distant academy.While he was out, it was a good time to turn his son's thinking around.Children are very forgetful, as long as they are taught well, they will be able to forget that big brother!

The aunt's education was very successful, and her son soon forgot about such a big brother, and began to study and practice martial arts under the guidance of his husband.

However, it didn't matter, the Buddha came back after three years of study to prepare for the exam, and he easily coaxed his younger brother over.