"What do you want to say?" Xie Zhenghong looked at the white-clothed monk in front of him and asked.

"You and I are one, and we don't need to see each other like this." The white-clothed monk smiled, "Since you are me, you can also guess what the poor monk wants to say." ”

Xie Zhenghong pondered for a while, "Do you want me to help those Buddha cultivators and open the thirtieth heaven?" ”

"Exactly." The white-clothed monk nodded and said, "They have been waiting for 100,000 years, and their minds are already a little unstable. Hope and disappointment, back and forth, the day of the return of the Buddha and the saint is far away, they have to wait on the one hand, and on the other hand, they have to stabilize the descendants of the fairy world. The white-clothed Shenxiu sighed slightly, stretched out his hand, and the scene outside appeared in the space.

In the scene, it is the appearance of Wen Chunxiang and these Buddhist cultivators confronting each other.

"Senpai!"

Xie Zhenghong couldn't help but shout, Wen Chunxiang in this water mirror was obviously holding back his anger and negotiating with these Buddhist cultivators, but unfortunately, he didn't get the desired result.

"Manjushri Bodhisattva, the Venerable Bodhisattva, the Venerable Fruit of Hearing the Voice, the Dragon and the Tiger Arhat, they did not manage much general affairs in Buddhism back then, and overnight, they gave up their quiet practice and took the initiative to devote themselves to the general affairs of the Buddhist realm. The white-clothed Shenxiu enlarged the faces of Manjushri and others, "Manjushri, as the highest and most qualified Buddha cultivator under the thirty heavens, has been guarding the Buddha realm for 100,000 years. But that's what should have been our job. ”

The white-clothed Shenxiu put away the water mirror and looked at Xie Zhenghong fixedly, "You can dislike them, but you can't be disrespectful to them." ”

Xie Zhenghong looked at the white-clothed Shenxiu, with some resentment in his eyes, obviously very dissatisfied with Wen Chunxiang being bullied.

The white-clothed Shenxiu looked at Xie Zhenghong like this and laughed, "There are indeed some differences between us. ”

"I won't be disrespectful to them, but the little monk will get back the grievances suffered by the Taoists." Xie Zhenghong continued.

The white-clothed Shenxiu looked at Xie Zhenghong quietly, smiled and nodded.

He still has a lot of things he wants to tell Xie Zhenghong, such as the Buddha, their departure is destined to be a catastrophe, and the immortal Buddhas who stay in these thirty days are also destined to wait for many years, hone the Dao heart, and do not change their original intentions in order to achieve the Great Dao. He also wanted to sue Xie Zhenghong, who had understood a lot over the years. For example, the cause and effect between him and Wen Chunxiang, such as the problems that Xie Zhenghong will encounter in the future, and even the choices that Xie Zhenghong will make in the future, he knows it.

But knowing doesn't mean that Xie Zhenghong's life is not the life of a white-clothed god. Xie Zhenghong has to do something to make a decision, and no one can stop it.

At this time, it may be best to keep smiling.

Long.

"There you go. I will gradually transfer all my memories and cultivation to you, but if I want to return to the quasi-saint level, it will take a little opportunity and a little time. After that, it will not be seen again. The white-clothed Shenxiu stayed in the space and waved Xie Zhenghong out.

The space disintegrated little by little, and Xie Zhenghong gradually walked out from here.

The white-clothed Shenxiu looked at Xie Zhenghong's departing back, and his figure began to dissipate little by little. He was just a touch of divine thought, but now that Xie Zhenghong is already a Buddha cultivator, he naturally doesn't need him to guide him anymore.

I remember that the Buddha had asked him before, what is the difference between mortals and immortals? He couldn't remember his answer at the time. But the Buddha said he still needed to realize again. But now that he thinks about it, Xie Zhenghong doesn't need to realize it anymore.

Can't the immortals and Buddhas be sentient?

This answer will definitely be found in the reincarnated self.

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Wen Chunxiang happily stepped forward and grabbed Xie Zhenghong's hand, "Little monk, I've worked hard for you, does your hand hurt?" After speaking, Wen Chunxiang took Xie Zhenghong's right hand and blew it, very distressed, "Those Arhat cultivators' King Kong are not bad, they are harder than gold essence stones, do your hands hurt after hitting them?" ”

The Dragon Descending Tiger Arhat, who was still with dark circles under his eyes, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard this, they should be the ones who hurt, right? What if King Kong doesn't break his body, the Buddha has already integrated his own Taoist intentions, and wants to leave a little "mark" on them.

"It doesn't hurt for my seniors to hold me." Xie Zhenghong replied seriously.

…… How do these sound two meanings?

Wen Chunxiang's eyes drifted for a moment, and he thought he was hidden and grabbed Xie Zhenghong's hand again.

The Western Heavenly Emperor felt that his Dao heart was about to be unstable, and quickly turned his head to look at Shen Potian, "You have worked hard." "Actually friends with such two people, how much do you usually suffer?

Shen Potian was also quite helpless, which was obviously deliberate by Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong. In the past, although these two people did not distinguish between occasions and times, the content would be slightly more restrained. Now, I am afraid that Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong knew that these Buddhist cultivators were not used to it, so they deliberately did so.

"I'm a demon lord now." Wen Chunxiang said in a somewhat happy tone, "Little monk, when we go to the Demon Realm in the future, no one will stop us." Wen Chunxiang said with great interest, almost thinking of the days in the future, holding Xie Zhenghong's hand and trembling with joy, "Let's go, little monk, how about we go to the demon world?" ”

"No!"

"No!"

Hearing Wen Chunxiang say this, the Heavenly Emperor of the Four Directions, Manjushri Bodhisattva and others shouted out in unison.

"The Buddha is also a Buddha cultivator, how can he go to the demon world?" The Northern Heavenly Emperor frowned and said, "Furthermore, the Demon Realm is not conducive to Buddha cultivation, if you go there, will the Demon Lord count on the Buddha to purify the demonic qi?" ”

Manjushri wanted to speak, but when he heard the Northern Heavenly Emperor say this, he didn't speak. The Northern Heavenly Emperor has already said it very clearly and reasonably.

"How so?" Wen Chunxiang said indifferently, "The little monk can purify if he wants to purify, and stay with me if he doesn't purify." I'll find some immortal veins or something to bury in them, and I will definitely not let the little monk eat a little grievance. Besides, this fairy world is chaotic, will you disturb him less in the future? It's better to leave with me, so that you can live a quiet life for hundreds of years. ”

When the time comes, he will dominate the demon realm, and the Taoist will be in his arms, won't he want the wind to be windy, to be rainy, and let him do it?

Hey.

Wen Chunxiang had a hidden idea in his heart, he heard that the demon world was very □□, and there must be some "special" ways to play, he must give it a try with the little monk!

"Buddha." Manjushri took a step forward and said to Xie Zhenghong, "You can't go to the demon realm, please think twice before you go." ”

If Xie Zhenghong went to the Demon Realm, he would only get farther and farther away from them in the future.

"Little monk, what do you say?" Wen Chunxiang raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you want to come with me, or stay?" ”

Xie Zhenghong smiled at Wen Chunxiang, and without waiting for Wen Chunxiang to be happy, he moved his gaze to Shen Potian, who was a little nervous but didn't dare to come forward to persuade him.

"Has Shen Daoyou's cultivation not advanced for a long time?" Xie Zhenghong asked with a smile.

"This ...... When I first came back from the cultivation realm, my mood still increased a little. Shen Potian was a little ashamed. His cultivation has been tepid for tens of thousands of years, and although he can gain a little from retreating for thousands of years, that little progress can be said to be minimal.

Xie Zhenghong's gaze swept over the other three Heavenly Emperors, and the Three Heavenly Emperors of the Southwest, North and South also turned their heads a little sneeringly, compared to Xie Zhenghong's progress speed, they were really ...... Don't talk about it.

Then, Xie Zhenghong's eyes were on several Bodhisattva Arhats in the Buddha Realm, and he sighed softly.

"Seniors, Shen Daoyou, because the thirty heavens have not been opened, it has been difficult to cultivate an inch, and the young disciples of Buddhism have no one to guide them, and the people in this immortal realm are not aligned, but they are even more scattered than the cultivation realm." At least the people in the cultivation realm still have a goal of "ascending", but the upper echelons of the immortal realm all know that the thirty heavens are closed, and no matter how hard they try, it is useless. Without a goal, it is really difficult for a strong person to keep his heart unchanged.

Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong have been together for many years, what a tacit understanding, as soon as Xie Zhenghong's words came out, Wen Chunxiang knew Xie Zhenghong's plan.

“…… I was thinking, will you refuse my request? Wen Chunxiang took two steps towards Xie Zhenghong, and his fingers touched Xie Zhenghong's face.

It's so beautiful.

No matter how many times he watched it, he felt that there was no better person in the world than the little monk.

He likes the little monk, not only his appearance, his conduct, but also his face every time he looks at himself intently, but he doesn't care about other people's affairs.

But it was precisely because he liked it and understood it that he knew that it was impossible for the little monk to simply give up and leave with him.

"Buddha, Buddha!"

Several bodhisattvas and arhats in the Buddha world were a little surprised, what did the Buddha mean, he was willing to stay?

Xie Zhenghong ignored their words, but looked at Wen Chunxiang intently, "Senior." ”

Wen Chunxiang stretched out his hand to cover Xie Zhenghong's eyes.

"Bastard!" Wen Chunxiang said viciously, "You know that I won't refuse any of your requests. ”

The little monk smiled like this, but he couldn't resist the pitiful look at him.

Xie Zhenghong's eyes were covered, and he reached out to hug Wen Chunxiang's waist, and Wen Chunxiang's hand also fell from his face because of Xie Zhenghong's movements.

Xie Zhenghong's hair brushed Wen Chunxiang's face and leaned on Wen Chunxiang's shoulder.

"Senior, can you wait for me for three hundred years?" Xie Zhenghong's divine sense said.

Wen Chunxiang's eyes widened in surprise, hey, hey, it's only been three hundred years? Does he want to wait thousands or tens of thousands of years or something? He also thought that if he really had to wait so long, he would sneak into the Buddha realm and try the fun of "stealing and loving" with the little monk! For them, 300 years is a good time to sleep.

"Too long?"

"Three hundred years is not enough." Wen Chunxiang replied cautiously.

"That's enough." Xie Zhenghong said with a smile, "Senior, you are now cultivating to make great progress, and if you want to come for a while, you will grow new branches again." ”

"Huh?"

"Before you grow your branches, senior, do you want to find a gift from me, hidden in the Three Realms." Xie Zhenghong hugged Wen Chunxiang tightly and said, "Three hundred years later, you have grown new leaves, I will go to you." ”