Unconsciously, Wen Chunxiang has been in this village for decades, and his body has begun to age, and he has also begun to become highly respected in the village.

Today, almost all of the younger generation in the village are students taught by Wen Chunxiang, and the village is no longer closed many years ago, on the contrary, these literate villagers are always paid higher wages than other families when they go out to work. After coming and going, Wen Chunxiang's status in the village became higher and higher.

Over the years, it is not that there is no girl Aiqiao who is willing to marry Wen Chunxiang to live with him, but she has been sent away by Wen Chunxiang for various reasons. Gradually, the villagers saw that Chunxiang really had no plans to start a family, so they stopped asking questions.

Over the years, Wen Chunxiang no longer planted flowers, on the contrary, he tried to write out the Buddhist scriptures in his memory silently, and opened them to see if he had anything to do.

This is probably the difference between being born after joining the WTO.

If those remnant souls in the cemetery had complete sanity, maybe they would notice the changes in Wen Chunxiang. It's a pity that their main soul is dead, and the remnants left behind are not enough for them to notice such a subtle change.

Over the years, Wen Chunxiang has gradually seen more of the deaths of mortals, and similarly, he has also witnessed the birth of many newborns.

Life and death, flowers bloom and fall is a common thing, and now as a human being, I can better understand the meaning of these simple words. Don't these mortals know that they will die one day? Don't they know that their time is only a few decades?

Of course they do!

But so you know, they are burdened with all kinds of responsibilities from the moment they are born. For example, most of the monks are alone, most of them only need to think about themselves, and if they worry too much about the sect family, they may not be able to grow at all. That's the difference between a monk and a mortal.

At the beginning, Wen Chunxiang would miss Xie Zhenghong day and night. But after many years have passed, the thoughts are still there, but they are not missed all the time. He knew that when he was working hard, the little monk must be working harder than him outside. Xie Zhenghong has always been a person who is strict with himself and lenient with others. For him, the little monk has paid so much, how can he waste all his time and not practice well?

Although the red bead is a big killer, it is impossible for him to pin all his hopes on it. He didn't want to become another Jixie, and he didn't want to be separated from the little monk seriously.

In today's Wen Chunxiang's view, there is no difference between the mortal world, the cultivation realm and the immortal realm.

Mortals strive to survive in order to make life better for themselves and their families, and the same is true for people in the cultivation realm and the immortal realm. Grabbing exercises, grabbing resources, and even treachery and breaking off love are all in order to make yourself invincible, so as not to become an ant in the eyes of others, and your life cannot be in your own hands.

Wen Chunxiang turned another page of the Buddhist scripture in his hand, remembering Xie Zhenghong's faint chanting and knocking on the wooden fish before, and couldn't help but show a smile.

Recently, the weather has been hot, the sun is very dry, and it is not yet the time of harvest, so the villagers have some free time to visit around and give some gifts. Although Wen Chunxiang is still teaching now, he doesn't need much time for the old man to go out, but the young master comes to ask him if he doesn't understand anything.

It's also interesting.

This young master is none other than Wang Ergou's eldest son, and he has to call Wen Chunxiang a master. Whenever I see Wen Chunxiang, I also treat each other with a courtesy of the younger generation.

This Wang Ergou is a solid man, but his eldest son is a quiet character. Wang Ergou was very worried when he looked at his eldest son like a girl, and then he was sent to the school opened by Wen Chunxiang, not wanting to take the children's exam without studying for a few years, and then came back after taking the exam! Although he failed to pass the exam, his son is still young, and it doesn't matter if he takes the exam for a few more years. It happened that Wen Chunxiang was young and older, so Xiucai took the initiative to shoulder the responsibility of the master, teaching others and reviewing by himself.

"Son, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, I soaked this watermelon in cold water for a while, it's not too cold, you send it to your grandfather." Wang Ergou has now grown into a strong man, although he has reached middle age, he still doesn't dare to go to Wen Chunxiang's house.

Having said that, when his son was received by the county magistrate in the examination, he also went to see the official master by the way, and he didn't feel that there was a temple to be afraid of, but when he saw his master, Wang Ergou couldn't raise the slightest courage.

"Well, Dad, I'll go right away." When Xiucai heard that he was going to send a watermelon to Wen Chunxiang, he immediately nodded and agreed. He was not as afraid of Wen Chunxiang as Wang Ergou, on the contrary, he admired Wen Chunxiang's knowledge very much, and always thought that if the master went to take the imperial examination, he would probably have already won the first place. Xiucai privately regarded Wen Chunxiang as a hermit and the like, and Wen Chunxiang had never married a wife, so he was even more determined in his thoughts.

"The little bunny is very diligent." Wang Ergou scolded with a smile, his son can be said to worship Wen Chunxiang very much, and even more so when he came back after meeting a few masters in the county, if it weren't for Wen Chunxiang's cold temperament, I'm afraid Xiucai has the heart to live in his house with a cheeky face.

"Master, Master." Xiucai held the watermelon and shouted twice, afraid that Wen Chunxiang would not be at home.

Speaking of which, Wen Chunxiang is almost sixty years old, and the elders in the village who are the same age as Wen Chunxiang will always have some physical problems because of their perennial labor, either they can't hear or their legs and feet are not good. But Wen Chunxiang is not blind or deaf, his body is straight, and he looks more than ten years younger than his peers.

Wen Chunxiang's temperament has become more and more calm with time, and he looks like a rich man who travels in simple clothes.

Xiucai guessed that his voice might be lower, took two more steps forward with a watermelon, looked in through the window, and saw Wen Chunxiang sitting on a futon, with an incense burner on the side, sitting there quietly reading.

It's like an immortal who has left behind and is independent, and it may fly away at any time.

Xiucai was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.

Wen Chunxiang returned to the outsider, got up and opened the door, saw Xiucai's stunned appearance, and asked, "You can just say something when you come." ”

Xiucai came back to his senses, his face was full of shame, "What the master taught me." After speaking, Xiucai hurriedly put the watermelon on Wen Chunxiang's table, "This is what my father asked me to send, the weather is a little hot, Master, you can eat it to relieve the heat." ”

"I have a heart." Wen Chunxiang glanced at the watermelon and smiled, "Your father should be okay recently." ”

Xiucai mentioned the spirit of He Wen Chunxiang pulled a few homely words, and then said goodbye with interest.

Wen Chunxiang smiled, cut the watermelon, picked up a piece and ate it.

Well, why don't you just plant a little watermelon when you go back in the future, although it is not as good as the melons and fruits of the fairy world, but it also has a different taste.

"Son, what's wrong with you?" Wang Ergou saw his son running back with a red face, and thought he was suffering from heat stroke.

"It's okay, Daddy, I'm just a little sleepy."

"Oh, you seem to have slept late yesterday, so it's good to get some rest."

Xiucai nested in the quilt and pinched himself hard.

He was stunned to see his master? What a humiliation!

You must know that the master is old enough to be his grandfather, and it must be because he didn't sleep well last night that he felt like this.

Wen Chunxiang didn't know that his appearance as an old man could still attract a young man's heart, and he had a faint feeling in his heart these days, and he was afraid that he could go back.

Now that Wen Chunxiang has lived in the world for so long, he also has some insight into these twists and turns. He could guess why the graveyard guys had gone to such lengths to get him to such a place.

It's just that what someone else thinks and how he does it are completely different things.

He will accept this love, but it is his business to reciprocate it.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen the little monk for so many years, I don't know how he is now?

Xie Zhenghong, oh no, now it's Shenxiu, who is naturally living an extremely happy life.

Jin Bora Hua took him around to participate in Buddhist meetings, not to mention, but also took him to visit many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who lived in seclusion. After a few rounds, the space of Shenxiu has been filled with all kinds of greeting gifts, the most inferior are also five-grade Buddha vessels, and the best ones are six or seven-grade. If it weren't for Shenxiu's current cultivation, I'm afraid that some of the more powerful half-acquired things would have been able to be obtained.

Among the twelve products of immortals, ten products can be called acquired spiritual objects, and eleven or twelve products are innate spiritual objects. It's just that most of the innate spiritual creatures have their own sanity, and now they are mostly powerful, so it is impossible to recognize people as masters at will. Therefore, the most precious should be those acquired spiritual objects.

"Yes, yes, your reputation has been somewhat improved." Jin Bora looked at Shenxiu and smiled with satisfaction, "There have been many friends who have asked about your situation in private, but they have all been fooled by my Tai Chi." ”

"Thank you, Your Holiness." Shenxiu thanked him earnestly.

"You're welcome, it's fun to see you grow." What Jin Bora said is not false at all. The speed at which Shenxiu's strength has grown is truly breathtaking. Almost every time I heard and saw in the Buddhist meeting, I was able to put it to use, and there was no obstacle at all. If he hadn't been a person at the peak level of the Buddha before this reincarnation, Jin Bora Hua would not have believed it at all.

Now that Shenxiu has almost the cultivation of the fifth layer of Da Luo Jin Immortal, who would have thought that such a Buddhist genius would be a pure newcomer who has been flying for less than a thousand years? Jin Bora Hua originally didn't have much interest in that Sifang Heavenly Meeting, but now Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang had to go and see it. It's good to let those immortal emperors know that there are also people in Buddhist cultivation and spiritual cultivation, don't worry about what kind of sword immortal is Luo Li all day long.

"Then again, after all these years, has your Taoist couple been out of the customs?" Jin Bora asked casually. I heard Emperor Ling say that Xie Zhenghong's Taoist companion is a spiritual cultivator, or a black peony in the mortal world, he hasn't seen it yet!

"Not yet." Xie Zhenghong shook his head with a smile, "He should still be working hard." There are still hundreds of years to go before the Quartet Heavenly Society, so there is no hurry. ”

"In my opinion, the Spirit Emperor probably took him to the cemetery." Jin Bora Hua pondered slightly, looked at Xie Zhenghong and said, "I don't like those spiritual cultivators in the cemetery very much, but it is undeniable that each of them can be called a character in their lifetime, and their bodies are even more precious, and they may not be able to find them now." If you can stay there for a while longer and absorb more things, it will only be good for him in the future, and there will be no harm. ”

Xie Zhenghong nodded seriously, "The seniors have been working hard. ”

"You call him senior?" Jin Bora was stunned for a moment.

"Get used to it." Xie Zhenghong's face softened, and he explained softly, "When I first met my predecessors, I was just a minor monk in the Jindan stage, and he was already a great power in the tribulation period. Later, the Buddhist principles and Taoism of the little monks were also mostly taught by their predecessors. ”

"It's also interesting that you, who are also teachers and friends, ended up becoming Taoist companions." Jin Bora quickly sorted out the relationship between the two, "But you said that he is also proficient in Buddhism, which is interesting, I would like to meet him." "After all, in the time that the golden bharatia has lived for so many years, it is rare to see a spiritual practitioner who is proficient in the Dharma. Although Xie Zhenghong has a deep relationship with Taoist couples, he will not say big things to his Taoist couples. Since he said that Wen Chunxiang is proficient in Buddhism, I am afraid that he has real talent and real learning.

"If the seniors saw His Holiness, they would definitely be happy." Xie Zhenghong said with a smile.

Jin Bora Hua also laughed, but when she thought of those spiritual practices in the cemetery, she couldn't help but remind, "It's just that your Taoist companion may suffer a little." The spiritualists in the cemetery were all registered in this immortal world before their deaths, and at that time, the spiritual cultivation was difficult to survive, and the surviving spiritualists were more attentive than the other, and now the sanity of the remnant souls in the cemetery is not so clear, if you are a little softer, I am afraid that you will be bullied. But if they think about it, for the sake of Emperor Ling's face, they won't make too much trouble. ”

Jin Bora Flower has never seen Wen Chunxiang, but I heard that the peony flower symbolizes auspiciousness and is the flower of wealth, so I automatically made up a soft and weak image of a beautiful young man. In addition, Xie Zhenghong said that Wen Chunxiang was proficient in Buddhism, so he even believed that Wen Chunxiang was a simple and gentle person.

After all, almost all the people who are a little bloody and arrogant have gone to the demon world, and the spiritual cultivation that comes to the fairy world is more pure than the other.

Xie Zhenghong couldn't help but feel funny when he heard Jin Bora Hua's words.

Don't let the seniors hear this, otherwise the seniors will probably sing some nonsense to him again. Only from the first time of double cultivation, Xie Zhenghong sang "Eighteen Touches" to Wen Chunxiang, and Wen Chunxiang never sang this song again. But the spiritualists of the Spiritual Heavenly Palace all like singing and dancing, and they have taught Wen Chunxiang a lot of things. Wen Chunxiang poisoned Xie Zhenghong, and there were new tricks.

"Your Holiness rest assured." Xie Zhenghong held back the joy in his heart, "Seniors will not be bullied lightly." ”

After all, even if Wen Chunxiang soared and washed away his demonic energy, he would still be the Demon Emperor Wen Chunxiang after all!

Xiucai has been doing psychological construction at home for a long time, and when he finally had the courage to go to Wen Chunxiang's house again, he saw his father's eyes red and he came back.

This frightened Xiucai, his father has always had tears and didn't flick, even when he broke his leg and bone, he didn't cry out in pain, what's going on now?

"Son, take out the filial piety clothes at home." Wang Ergou wiped his tears, patted Xiucai's shoulder and said, "Your master has no descendants, we should give him linen and filial piety." ”

“…… Daddy, Daddy, what did you say? Xiucai didn't react a little.

"Your master, he is sleeping...... It's blessed, and I'm smiling when I hear it. Wang Ergou choked up as he spoke, he was naughty when he was a child, and he didn't know how many times he was scolded by Wen Chunxiang, and how many times he secretly cursed him in his heart, and now as soon as Wen Chunxiang left, it was as if he had sent his father and mother away.

Xiucai understood the meaning of Wang Ergou's words, and hurriedly rushed out.

His master lay on the bed, looking as if he were asleep, as if he would wake up the next moment. Wen Chunxiang's room was already full of many people, most of them were his students, and everyone had the same sadness on their faces.

If Wen Chunxiang saw it, he might think it was funny.

Only others have always been afraid of him, is his popularity so good?

Xiucai cried bitterly, which didn't seem special in a crowd of people, but only he knew how he felt.

Wen Chunxiang was naturally unconscious, and he had already woken up in his body again.

Not as a person, but as a peony flower.

Wen Chunxiang realized that after he turned back into his body, his face was very ugly.

These guys have to inch in, and they dare to let him show his original form?

Without waiting for Wen Chunxiang to turn into a human form, countless points of light suddenly appeared around him, and those points of light flashed in the air, and then flew towards Wen Chunxiang quickly.

"You have gone through the experience, your state of mind must have risen a few steps, there is enough immortal energy here, and there is rest under your feet, your cultivation will soon have a huge improvement!" A voice said faintly.

"When your cultivation is stable, we can give you something."

"Although we are remnants, our bodies are still there. Our inner pills, our cultivations, and our branches and leaves are still intact, and as long as we want, we can enter your body and help you complete your transformation. ”

Wen Chunxiang listened to these voices, you and I spoke sentence by sentence, and I couldn't say half a word.

All his mind was in the immortal qi that was constantly pouring in, and the ground under his feet also shook faintly, reflecting those points of light in the distance.

These points of light are condensed by immortal energy, which is very rare, not to mention, but even better because these points of light are perennially in the spiritual cemetery, and they also have a little breath of rest, and after entering Wen Chunxiang's body, they flow rapidly, and they quickly fill Wen Chunxiang's body and turn into Wen Chunxiang's power.

Wen Chunxiang will inevitably feel uncomfortable, these points of light seem ordinary, but the moment they enter the body, they will explode and turn into boundless immortal qi, which is really uncomfortable.

When Wen Chunxiang's cultivation was stable at the third layer of Daluo Jinxian, the feeling of discomfort calmed down a little.

"It's time."

A voice said suddenly.

Rumble!

The ground cracked suddenly, and something seemed to flicker in every crevice.

"How much you can absorb depends on Wen Chunxiang's own ability."

When the voice fell, the inner dan, branches and leaves, and even some fruit seeds in the gap flew out one after another, forming a semicircle above Wen Chunxiang's body, as if he was considering whether to go down.

"Strange, why is there no response, is it not suitable?"

Wen Chunxiang shook the branches and leaves, the red bead of luck in the space and the bead of demonic qi that had been stripped out both flashed, and the branches and leaves of the Inner Dan in the sky suddenly seemed to be attracted, and immediately flew towards Wen Chunxiang's body.

A thumb-sized milky white Neidan entered the rhizome of the black peony, and immediately showed a color like white jade, and then swung in circles like ripples, flowing down the rhizome into the veins of Wen Chunxiang's branches and leaves.

The black petals are suddenly filled with various white lines, which seem to be chaotic, but they are actually regular and can be followed. At first glance, it is wonderful.

Creation is made by nature, whether it is a human race or a spiritual plant, they are the finished products of heaven and earth, just as it is impossible for man to truly become a flower, and the boundaries between species cannot be crossed. These spiritual cultivators want to help Wen Chunxiang be reborn, from a mortal peony to a heavenly treasure that is not inferior to any spiritual plant, and the tribulations they have to go through are naturally not ordinary.

Outside the cemetery, there is a loud noise.

This fairy world, which has no day and night, no wind, frost, rain and snow, gradually gathered a black qi, constantly hovering over the cemetery.

The Spirit Emperor was already waiting outside the cemetery when Wen Chunxiang woke up, his grade as a spirit plant was already high enough, and the entry of the inner Dan branches and leaves into his body would only cause rejection, and the other disciples of the Spirit Cultivation Heavenly Palace were more or less in this situation. But Wen Chunxiang is different, he is not so restricted.

Although the Spirit Emperor had also thought that such an anti-heaven move would cause some shocks, he definitely did not expect that the shocks would be so amazing!

How many things did Wen Chunxiang fuse to cause such a big movement?

The Spirit Emperor shook his sleeves and used many mysterious means to cover up this shock as much as possible.

Fortunately, in this heavy heaven, only spiritual cultivation and demon cultivation exist, and their spiritual heavenly palace is even more dominant, and they dare not approach the idle demon cultivators. If it is changed to other heavy heavens, I am afraid that it will attract many people to ask.

Just as the Spirit Emperor was about to disperse this black qi, this black qi suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Ah——!h

Rao is Wen Chunxiang thinks he is strong, and he can't help but wail in pain at this moment.

It was even more painful than when his demonic qi stained his body blackened, and there seemed to be countless divine lights shuttling back and forth in his body, not fusing with each other, but full of contradictions.

“…… Oops, why did it all end up in his body all at once? ”

"How do I know? It stands to reason that it would be fine if he fused one or two, why did all of a sudden our things disappear? ”

"Look at his body!"

In a place where Wen Chunxiang couldn't see, his body also began to change a little.

His branches and leaves continued to grow and grow larger, and the fragrance of flowers filled the entire cemetery, spreading a sweet fragrance everywhere.

It was as if something in the body was about to burst out.

Pain, pain, pain!

Wen Chunxiang couldn't turn into a human form, but the branches and leaves almost hung down to the ground, and there were even some signs of withering on the edges of the branches and leaves.

"Why can't I get my Nedan back?"

"So are my branches."

"What about Lingcheng? Where is he? ”

Wen Chunxiang couldn't shout out in pain, he thought of the time when he was wiped out by the thunder when he and Ji Xie died together, if he could, he would rather be split a hundred times a thousand times than bear such pain.

"Senior ......"

Xie Zhenghong's smile suddenly appeared in Wen Chunxiang's mind.

There are those who quietly watch him laugh, there are also those who have become cute and cute children, and there are those who are obviously angry but still keep smiling......

He hasn't seen his little monk yet.

He finally grabbed it, and it took so much effort to tie him to his side, how could he admit defeat?

How can you lose to these spiritualists who have long since died?

Something rushed out of the body.

The red beads and magic beads in the space disappeared in an instant, and they were both gone.

"Look at his rhizome!"

I saw that on the right side of the huge peony flower, a small white dot suddenly grew.

The little dot grew rapidly, and soon turned into a flower bud.

White buds.

In the bud, the red and black beads flickered slightly, and soon disappeared, and then the white bud gradually bloomed, becoming the same as the black peony flower.

In this way, the appearance of the peony only lasted for a moment, and the next moment Wen Chunxiang had turned into a human form and was lying on the ground.

He was wearing a black and white yin and yang robe.

Wait a minute!

Don't tell them, after spending so much effort and making such a big noise, Wen Chunxiang just grew another flower!