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When Wen Chunxiang opened his eyes again, he found that he had been planted in a flower pot.

…… As a domesticated peony, it is normal to be planted in a pot.

Wen Chunxiang calmly accepted his current situation, and the top priority was to take a look at the specific places first.

Wen Chunxiang was surprised by the concentration of aura here, and when he let go of his divine sense a little, he knew that he had arrived in the cultivation realm. I just don't know which of the three thousand worlds.

Although he failed to succeed in transforming into a form, he returned to the cultivation realm, and it was really impossible to tell whether it was good or bad. At that time, he should have died under the thunder, but he was saved by a magic seal left by the old monk and sent to the cultivation realm.

Who is the old monk?

Wen Chunxiang was distressed for a long time, saying that he was a monk, but he saw the birth, old age, sickness and death of the old monk. Let's say that he is a mortal, mortals don't have such a great strength to save him from the thunder of the sky, not to mention that they sent him to the cultivation realm safely.

Mortals often have the saying of "living Buddha", maybe the old monk is like that?

Wen Chunxiang shook the leaves, looked down at himself who was covered in black, and wanted to cry inexplicably.

He is obviously a white peony, but he has become a black peony. From the rhizome to the petals, it couldn't be darker, even if he soaked himself in the water, it would definitely still be black.

Wen Chunxiang wanted to try to blossom, but as soon as this thought arose, a bloodthirsty desire rose in his heart.

It seemed that with a slight wave of his hand, he could destroy everything. What monks, what cultivation realms, all of them are not his opponents!

It's too weird, it's too fascinating. And now this power is stored in his body, and after the transformation of the heavenly thunder and he becomes one, it can no longer be separated.

Wen Chunxiang shuddered, hurriedly closed the leaves, struggled to hold back the buds, and once again became a smooth black peony with only leaves and no flowers.

It was so strange just now, as if it wasn't me when it bloomed.

He is a dignified Kao peony, and it is just a black peony, how can he even turn his character black?

"Senior brother, look, why is there no petal in this black peony?" The boy has clear eyebrows and looks very childish. He was wearing a simple dress without any patterns, and he also carried a string of Bodhi beads on his hands.

"Flowers bloom and thank you for being a common thing. If this peony has spirituality, it will definitely be mainly cultivated, rather than flowering with spiritual energy. ”

The man he called his senior brother looked in his twenties, young and handsome, like a spring breeze. He was dressed in the same clothes as the boy, and looked gentle and reserved.

"Oh." The young man was stunned, "Senior brother, I heard that a few elders wanted to accept disciples and shave their Dharma names for them, how many places can a layman like us get for it?" ”

The small world where they are located has withered talents, and the inheritance is pitiful, and there are many people who want to squeeze into the sect to cultivate immortals, but the resources are limited. Even the Buddhist gate has made a set of inner and outer doors, and the lay disciples of the outer gate are almost a hundred times more than the inner door. As for the exercises, only the most superficial Heart Sutras were taught. The monthly case or something is even closer to none, but one lower grade Qi Cultivation Pill per month is sent away.

Now it is not easy for an elder to go to the outer gate to accept disciples, but he hears the news that there are already several internal orders in the inner gate.

Song Qing pondered for a while and said, "About five people up and down." ”

"Those elders add up to twenty disciples, and the inner disciples add up to only a hundred, which accounts for the vast majority of the quota. If they are really stronger than us, it will be fine, but Senior Brother Song Qing, you have successfully built the foundation, even in the inner gate, you are the only one, but they are ......"

"Be careful." Song Qing stretched out his hand to stop his junior brother's next words.

The boy had no choice but to shut up indignantly.

"Go back and chant more scriptures and calm down." Song Qing patted his junior brother on the shoulder, "Now it has not reached the point of exhaustion." ”

The younger brother had to go back sullenly.

Song Qing walked in front of Wen Chunxiang and chuckled, "Just looking at the posture, it really looks like the white peony I've seen before." ”

"I was originally a white peony." Wen Chunxiang retorted depressedly.

"You're talking?" Song Qing heard the voice of a young man's voice, and after looking around, he set his eyes on Wen Chunxiang.

As everyone knows, Wen Chunxiang was also taken aback, "Can you hear what I said?" ”

"Naturally, I can hear it." Song Qing nodded and said, "I thought you were just an ordinary peony, but it turned out to be a fellow Daoist, and it was Song Qing who was rude." Song Qing arched his hand and said.

Wen Chunxiang was stunned for a while, and then he reacted, I am afraid that after the catastrophe, his cultivation has increased a little. In addition, this Song Qing is also a cultivator, so it is normal that what he said can be heard.

"Multi-...... Thank you for saving me. Speaking seriously, Wen Chunxiang hasn't officially said anything to humans, and the only time it can only be counted as a dream can only be counted as a dream, and the old monk didn't have time to say anything.

"Where." Song Qing laughed, "It's just a coincidence, there weren't many wounds on Daoyou's body at that time, even if Song Qing didn't do much, I'm afraid there would be no problem." ”

"By the way, dare to ask Dao Yougao's surname?"

"I, my name is ......" Wen Chunxiang hesitated for a while, not knowing what name to say himself?

Is it to directly sue the other party and call himself White Peony or ......

"The spring scene of the world is full of this flower, so it is better to call it 'Chunxiang'."

The old monk's words suddenly appeared in Wen Chunxiang's mind.

Subconsciously, Wen Chunxiang blurted out, "My name is Wen Chunxiang." ”

Wen was the common surname of the old monk before he became a monk, and he remembered that someone mentioned it once in a while.

"Good name." Song Qing silently read the three words of Wen Chunxiang several times in his mouth, and said with a smile.

"Are you a monk?" Wen Chunxiang asked, waving his leaves.

"I haven't shaved my degree yet, so I can only be regarded as a Buddhist cultivator." Song Qing was so amused.

"Buddha cultivation, what is it?" Wen Chunxiang continued to ask.

"A person who cultivates Buddha."

Wen Chunxiang paused for a while, maybe the old monk can be called a Buddha cultivator. Although the person in front of him has not shaved his face and does not have a bald head, he will always be a monk in the future.

Thinking that the other party was a monk, Wen Chunxiang decided to be nicer to the other party.

With Song Qing by his side, Wen Chunxiang also learned a lot about the common sense of the cultivation realm. It was likely that the place he was in before he came out of the valley was in the Great World, and only there would be a spirit plant close to the immortal product.

"Song Qing, is it possible for mortals to form a law seal?" One day, Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but ask.

"This should not be possible, even if it is a Buddhist practice, there may not be one million people who have made seals. However, there are no wonders in the world, and there are also living Buddhas in the mortal world, and they dare not assert it. Song Qing pondered for a while and said a decent answer.

"I see."

The more he learned about the common sense of the cultivation realm, the more he didn't know what kind of person the old monk was. The power of the Heavenly Tribulation, even if the Buddha who has sealed the seal encounters it, he has to eat a big pot, not to mention that it is just a Dharma seal to give away?

"Legend has it that if a true Buddha is reincarnated as a human, even a mortal body can burst out with extraordinary power." Song Qing saw Chunxiang's sullen appearance, his mind turned quickly, and then said a rumor that seemed to be true or false.

"True Buddha?" Wen Chunxiang read it in a low voice, "Maybe the old monk is really the reincarnation of the true Buddha." ”

After talking with Song Qing a few times, Wen Chunxiang knew that Song Qing was just a mortal, and he had even met him in the palace. However, Wen Chunxiang didn't plan to sue the other party that he was the white peony.

thought that Song Qing had just grown from a child to an adult, but he had changed his race.

Yes, in the concept of peonies, white peony and black peony are definitely two races, completely different!

Song Qing was favored by a monk during the war and brought to the cultivation realm. It's a pity that the monk failed and died when he hit the Jiedan, and Song Qing worshiped Buddhism and became an ordinary outer disciple.

"Are you going to stay here?" Wen Chunxiang stretched out the leaf and patted Song Qing's shoulder.

Today's Wen Chunxiang can already make his body bigger and smaller at will, and he is no longer the delicate flower that can be picked away by others.

"After a while, ask my junior brother before making plans." Song Qing replied seriously.

Although Song Qing looks young, he is very stable, sometimes Wen Chunxiang can't help but think of the old monk when he was young, is it also like this?

It's a pity that Song Qing put that young junior brother in his heart, but people don't value him as much as he imagined.

The young man was originally proud and impulsive, and he didn't listen to Song Qing's appeasement, but quit the sect under the help of several disciples and found another way out.

"Don't be sad, this, life is meant to be divided and combined." Wen Chunxiang was afraid that Song Qing would be sad, so he couldn't help but persuade.

"Nothing. In fact, with the temperament of my junior brother, I expected it a long time ago. It's just that I originally wanted to wait until this period of time passed before leaving would not be so eye-catching, and I didn't want my junior brother to have his own thoughts. Song Qing shook his head lightly, "Is Wen Daoyou willing to leave with me?" ”

"Okay." Wen Chunxiang nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Song Qing originally wanted to say that life outside was not very good, it was not as stable as being in the sect, and Wen Chunxiang was still in a vegetative state, which was even more dangerous. It's just that these worries are nothing compared to Wen Chunxiang's trust in him.

"I will do my best to protect the safety of my fellow Daoists." Song Qing said firmly.

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"Senpai, Senpai?" Xie Zhenghong was stunned when he heard Chunxiang again, and couldn't help shouting.

Could it be because he deceived his predecessor just now, and the senior was angry?

"Don't scream." Wen Chunxiang woke up from his memories, and his mood was bad.

It is said that people like to recall the past when they are old, he is not old at all, compared to Yan Qiao, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, he can only be regarded as a young man, and he actually began to learn from those old men to recall the past?

"Little monk, how did you find out the identity of this seat?" Wen Chunxiang asked viciously. Even if it is fraud, there must be a capital for fraud first. If it weren't for Xie Zhenghong saying the word "flower demon" in one mouth, how could Wen Chunxiang's self-confessed shrewdness be leaked in one sentence?

"Senior, although you are well disguised, your expression will change a little when facing the flower fingers." Xie Zhenghong thought about it, but slowly said the doubts in his heart, "This is one of them." ”

One of them?

Is there anything else in this seat that is exposed?

Wen Chunxiang's mood is more complicated.

This Buddhist technique sounds beautiful, provided you don't want to be the flower.

This technique comes from the story of "Smile at the Flowers" and has been widely spread. But for the flower demons, this is simply a hooligan in disguise.

Wen Chunxiang has not bloomed for hundreds of years because of the resentment and blood in his body.

Once it blooms, the resentment and blood in his body will come out. Those grievances and blood were originally condensed by things belonging to millions of people that had been brewing for more than 30 years, and they had stayed in his body for tens of thousands of years, which was no longer comparable to the original. His bad luck is inseparable from these things on his body. But it is precisely because of this resentment and blood that he can progress rapidly and become a real flower king from a mortal flower. Although the Huangquan Wandering Flower is also a magic flower, it is not worth mentioning at all compared to the black peony dyed by resentment.

He is now trapped by a rope of immortals, and his control over his body is not as strong as before.

If the flowering period arrives, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to suppress it, and when the time comes, the entire Dao Chun Middle World will be destroyed by him.

He is already unlucky enough, and if the luck of the middle world is pressed down, he is afraid that he will not be able to wash off the debts in his reincarnation for hundreds of lifetimes.

Therefore, it is the best way to let the little monk help him out of trouble before the flowering period.

"Second?" Although Wen Chunxiang was worried in his heart, it was the top priority to solve the doubts in his heart.

"Second, the seniors' understanding of the spirit grass and spirit plants is obviously much deeper than other things. The Sun Moon Demon Emperor is not so much here for the Divine Palm as for his predecessors. Listening to his tone, he is very familiar with his predecessors. ”

"It's normal." Wen Chunxiang frowned.

"When the predecessors sent the poor monk to the Great Sun World, they once took out a leaf. And the seniors also made it clear at the beginning that your stuff is almost sealed. That leaf must have been brought by the senior from the deity when I went to Inshin Temple later. Xie Zhenghong touched his nose and smiled, "Moreover, didn't you notice it senior, you have the fragrance of flowers on your body." ”

"Impossible." Wen Chunxiang retorted categorically, "There can't be a fragrance of flowers on this seat." "His body was almost entangled in thick blood and resentment, otherwise he would not have been mistaken for a human being for so many years.

"But the poor monk did smell it." Xie Zhenghong said seriously, "The predecessors have a clear distinction between good and evil, they have never done bad things, and the blood on their bodies should not be so heavy. ”

"When I killed someone, you didn't know where it was." Wen Chunxiang sneered, "At the beginning, this seat was indeed reluctant to be this demon cultivator, but in front of it, I found benefits. ”

"Senior ......"

"Alright, little monk, you can hurry up and follow. Otherwise, Yan Qiao should have found out. Wen Chunxiang interrupted Xie Zhenghong's words and said.

Xie Zhenghong had no choice but to hold back his words.

Although he knew that his predecessor was a demon cultivator made by a flower demon, he didn't know what the variety was.

It's just that whenever Xie Zhenghong thinks about what kind of flower his predecessors are, the word "peony" always comes to mind involuntarily.

Perhaps only the peony, the king of flowers, can be worthy of its predecessors.

Xie Zhenghong tidied himself up a little, and then flew in the direction before Yan Qiao.

Although Yan Qiao asked him to stay still, with Yan Qiao's speed, it had dragged on long enough.

If Yan Qiao, who is the Demon Emperor, has no choice, it will be useless for him to stay here.

Yan Qiao was holding on to a person's sleeve at the moment, and when he saw Xie Zhenghong flying, his face also showed a hint of joy, "You came just in time, help me persuade him." ”

"Let go." The man was surrounded by a cloak all over his body, and he didn't know what spell had been cast, and he couldn't see his body and face clearly, and it was difficult to distinguish between men and women. The voice was very hoarse, and when I heard it, it seemed that a cold air was rising from my heart.

"Don't let go." Yan Qiao was also energetic, "If you do it with me, it will definitely alarm the polar fire, you can try it." ”

The man was silent for a while, letting Yan Qiao pull him, neither leaving nor leaving.

"Lord Demon Emperor." Xie Zhenghong shouted, and then turned his head to look at the strange man, "The senior is polite." ”

“…… Are you a Buddha? The man turned his head to look at Xie Zhenghong and asked.

"Yes." Xie Zhenghong nodded.

"You are here for the Palm of God." The man was sure of their intentions, but he was not in a hurry to leave, "I have seen many people like you. Unless you can give something of equal value to the second form of the Nyorai Divine Palm, I will not take it out. ”

"You are indeed the Great Elder!" Yan Qiao is sure to arrive.

"I'm not a Great Elder." The strange man shook his head, "But the Great Elder gave me the second form of the Nyorai Divine Palm. ”

"Who are you the Great Elder, and you are willing to hand over the second form of the Nyorai Divine Palm to you?" Yan Qiao chuckled, obviously not believing it.

"Creditor." The man reached out and lowered the hat from his cloak, revealing a handsome and evil face.

As soon as the cloak was put down, Yan Qiao seemed to have been stained with something that shouldn't be touched, and quickly retracted his hand.

"Huh?" Yan Qiao glanced at his fingers that seemed to be burned, his eyelids didn't blink, he pulled out his entire arm, and without a drop of blood, a thick branch grew out of the wound in an instant, and it changed back to its original appearance after a while.

And the arm that was pulled out was thrown to the ground, and it had already turned into ashes when Yan Qiao's arm grew.

"The spiritual fire between heaven and earth can also turn into human form, which is really powerful." Yan Qiao glanced at the man deeply, and slowly looked at the surprise of the strange object, "Fortunately, in the Flame World, it is too difficult and troublesome to get in, otherwise I am afraid that no one will know that there is a scattered immortal-level character in the Flame World." ”

Heaven and earth aliens, such as spiritual fire, spiritual plants, spirit beasts, etc., the more rare things are, the more difficult it is to cultivate spiritual wisdom, and often there may not be one in tens of thousands of years. However, once cultivated, turning into a human form is the cultivation of the Tribulation Period. Just wait for the last few heavenly thunders to fall, and you can fly up and be called the beloved creatures of heaven and earth.

Xie Zhenghong obediently followed behind Yan Qiao at this moment.

The power of the two tribulation periods is no longer a realm that he can meddle in.

"He has imprisoned me for thousands of years, and I have been used by him as a spiritual fire to help him a lot. I have now transformed into a human form, and my cultivation is almost the same as him, and the price of not being eaten by me is the second form of the Divine Palm. The man calmly didn't seem to be talking about his own business, "I am the Bone Purifying Spiritual Fire." ”

The Pure Bone Spiritual Fire ranked third in the Spiritual Fire List, and it was something that almost all alchemists coveted. With such a spiritual fire, the level of alchemy can at least rise to a higher level, and it can be used as a means of protecting one's life. With such a spiritual fire, it is no wonder that the Great Elder refuses to give up lightly.

There is an unwritten rule among alchemists, if the spiritual fire does not give birth to spiritual intelligence, it is fine, if you give birth to spiritual intelligence, you can't erase its divine intelligence, you can't use it as spiritual fire, you must enter into an equal contract. This rule was originally intended to prevent the alchemist from being eaten by the spiritual fire in his hand, but it later evolved into a sign of respect for the Heavenly Dao. It's a pity that the Great Elder was fascinated for a while, and instead imprisoned this Bone Purifying Spiritual Fire, which was breaking the rules.

If the second form of God's palm is exchanged for his life, this business is really worth it.

"Since you're willing to reveal your true colors, you've already figured out what you're going to take. Let's talk about it, so we can think about it. Yan Qiao has no interest in the past of this fire.

"Demon Emperor Mingjian." The Pure Bone Spiritual Fire replied calmly, "I have never been in contact with the outside world since I was born in the Flame World, and I have been rude to the Demon Emperor before. The second form of the Divine Palm is useless to me, what I need is the first form of the Divine Palm. Hearing that the first appearance of the Buddha's light can make people feel the laws between heaven and earth, they are very confused about whether their own bodies exist or not, and they need to understand it for the first time. The Demon Emperor is well-informed, and if I can find a copy of the first form, I will offer the second form with both hands. ”

To put it bluntly, it is the Bone Purifying Spiritual Fire that feels confused about the cause and effect of being born as a spiritual fire, and when he was used as a spiritual fire alchemy by the Great Elder, he did not experience any worldly conditions. He came to this white sand realm because he heard that the polar fire also had a spiritual intelligence, and he wanted to come over to see what this companion who was also a different fire thought.

He heard Xie Zhenghong call Yan Qiao the Demon Emperor, and with Yan Qiao's exposed hand, he naturally determined the identity of the other party.

"If I can find the first form, why should I come to you for the second form?" Yan Qiao glanced at the Bone Purifying Spirit Fire depressedly and replied.

Xie Zhenghong made a wallflower on the side.

Although he has this first form of the Divine Palm, he must not say it.

I can only find another opportunity to exchange with this Pure Bone Spiritual Fire in private.

Because this first form was passed on to him by his predecessors, with the temperament of his predecessors, it is estimated that there will not be a second person in other worlds who will have this Buddha light for the first time. Thinking of this, Xie Zhenghong was not in a hurry at all.

"Then I beg your pardon for being rude." The pure bone spiritual fire is soft and hard, and it is determined that the first type is the first type, "If the demon emperor is driven by the body, he may be able to coerce the next few points, so divided, body, His Majesty the Demon Emperor is better not to fight with the next." "Spiritual fire is a natural enemy for plants, Yan Qiao is a part, and he is here, so he really can't bargain much.

"This body is made of my branches, and they can't recognize it, but you have the eye." Yan Qiao was really surprised now.

"I don't know about the others, but the Demon Emperor is really here, and he will never be burned to ashes by me so lightly." The Bone Purifying Spirit Fire is still very self-aware. As soon as his cloak was removed, Yan Qiao's hand was burned, how could this person be a real deity?

The real Sun and Moon Demon Emperor's body is so huge, how could he personally risk himself to find this second form of the Divine Palm?

"It's nature." Yan Qiao was not ashamed at all when his identity was revealed, "I'm not Wen Chunxiang's guy, I really went into battle to grab things." If he were like me, he would be the one who appears before you now. ”

Xie Zhenghong was silent behind Yan Qiao.

Fortunately, the seniors are blocking the perception at the moment. Otherwise, when the seniors heard this, they would probably be angry again.