Wen Chunxiang set up the formation, and when he went out from this lock spirit array, he was originally thinking about whether to contact Xie Zhenghong. After all, this Locking Spirit Array is actually doing quite well, and it is relatively rare, even if it really traps the little monk who has not yet reached the merger stage, it is normal.

However, as soon as Wen Chunxiang walked out of the stone gate with his front foot, he saw a familiar figure running towards him, "Forward...... Hua Xiang, you're out. Xie Zhenghong is a good expression of what a double monk should have, his eyes are flashing, he looks pure and upright, but his slightly demonic temperament makes him look a little melancholy, but it is even more charming.

Even if he knew that the little monk was pretending to be like this, Wen Chunxiang's heart couldn't help but be beautiful.

Although the words spoken by those demon cultivators were not good, the little monk was indeed very attractive.

For demon cultivators, such a monk with a melancholy and ascetic Buddhist temperament, even if he is not good-looking, is eye-catching enough, not to mention that the little monk is already good-looking?

Wen Chunxiang sighed again, his vision was good, and he smiled and held Xie Zhenghong's hand, "Why did you come out?" The formation here is quite troublesome, you are not injured. ”

Xie Zhenghong shook his head suspiciously, "I didn't find anything wrong all the way, and then I came out." I just feel a little too smooth, so I'm waiting for you. What, what's going on here? ”

Wen Chunxiang bet that at least half of what the little monk said was sincere.

How could he forget the good luck of the little monk. This smoke and rain lock spirit array is such a whole mountain, the mountain range has its own spiritual intelligence, these natural and innate spiritual creatures will be more or less sensitive in the face of people with merit and luck like the little monk, and it is strange that they will attack the little monk.

No, there's still people watching outside.

Wen Chunxiang's heart turned sharply, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover Xie Zhenghong's mouth.

"Shhh, that Buddha treasure on your body must be hidden, do you know?"

Xie Zhenghong reacted quickly, his eyes were a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down.

It's the same as the real thing.

The little monk is really on the road!

Wen Chunxiang was about to sigh, then his body suddenly stiffened, and he looked up at Xie Zhenghong, who had already lowered his head slightly, and when he got so close, he could only see his eyelashes and slightly reddened cheeks.

…… Wait, there's nothing wrong with the person who licked his palm just now as a little monk.

Wen Chunxiang looked at his hand covering Xie Zhenghong's lips, and it was not okay to continue to cover it, nor was it to put it down.

"You guys came out pretty fast, but I lost." The demon cultivator of the Miaokong Gate appeared in time and opened his mouth to say.

Wen Chunxiang put his hand down, only to feel that his palms were hot.

looked at Xie Zhenghong again, but he looked indifferent.

Standing there silently, it's like a painting.

"What do you have to say?" Xie Zhenghong took two steps forward and asked slowly.

"Don't dare to be." The demon cultivator of the Miaokong Gate waved his hand, "I'm not a person without eyes, I originally thought you were easy to bully, but now it seems that it is not at all." Please bear with me for the previous rudeness. With that, he took out a few storage rings and handed them to the two of them.

Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong checked suspiciously, and found that there was no problem, so they accepted it.

"This man is a bit witty." Several demon cultivators outside the screen nodded flexibly, "Being able to bend and stretch, and also pass the trial, is a good seedling." ”

Gong Zixuan quietly observed, looked at Yu Ze, Ye Lan Ye Zi and the others and asked, "Do you think it's better for five people or six people?" ”

"As long as you don't lag behind, the number of people doesn't matter." Yu Ze shrugged his shoulders and returned casually.

"The concubine body thinks that this demon cultivator of the Miaokong Gate doesn't seem to plan to go deeper, but it's a life-saving thing." Ye Zi observed it and came to a conclusion.

Gong Zixuan nodded, "It seems that this is indeed the case." ”

Sure enough, the next demon cultivator of the Miaokong Gate said that he was unwilling to get involved any longer, and returned the things to the two of them and left quickly.

He helped Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong just to repay the kindness of his master, and he didn't want to die in vain.

"I didn't beat him up, but I didn't have anything to fight with this coward." Wen Chunxiang stretched his waist and said, "In a while, there must be a monk coming to look for us." ”

Xie Zhenghong waited quietly on the side, looking at Wen Chunxiang with a smile.

What a couple of monastics.

Even through the screen, you can perceive the deep friendship between these two people.

"Hey, it's a deep love, but it's rare among demon cultivators!" Yelan hadn't spoken much, but now that she saw the expressions of these two people, she finally couldn't help but sneer, "I just don't know what kind of scene it is when my life is at stake?" ”

"City Lord, these two seem to be intent on participating in the big fight, what do you think ......?" Several demon cultivators stepped forward and cautiously asked Gong Zixuan to arrive.

Except for those three, the other monks who participated in the screen have all fallen, and these two are double monks, as long as one is controlled, they are not afraid that the other will be disobedient. For demon cultivators, such a talent with obvious weaknesses is easier to control. It's just that the origin of these two people is still a little unclear, and they need to be investigated.

Gong Zixuan pondered for a moment, "If the three of them have no objections, it's better to just the two of them." ”

Yu Ze naturally had nothing to say, Ye Lan wanted to say something but was stopped by Ye Zi.

"Since the city lord is optimistic about the two of them, the concubine and the husband have nothing to say." Ye Zi smiled softly, half of her face looked infinitely soft, but the other half of her face became more and more hideous.

"Then send someone to fetch them to the city." Gong Zixuan commanded casually.

Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong were taken all the way to the hall by the monks of Yilu City, and met with Gong Zixuan and the others in a decent manner.

Gong Zixuan said some scenes, asked a few simple questions, and specially arranged a cave house for the two of them to settle down, and also sent all kinds of magic weapons and pill furnace servants or something, which is not a big deal.

Xie Zhenghong and the others didn't say anything, they answered one by one, and basically stabilized in this Yilu City.

As for the screen, no one mentioned a word from beginning to end.

Ye Lan and Ye Zi returned to their cave mansions, and they no longer respected each other in front of people, on the contrary, the aura between the two of them seemed extremely indifferent.

"Yo, don't you have a crush on those two demon Buddhas?" Yelan Yin and Yang said strangely, "Don't forget, the magic curse on our body can only keep the two of us together. If it doesn't erode our whole face before it gets rid of it, we'll all die as dry bones. ”

When the two of them collaborated to murder the master, it was already planned, but who knew that there was a business trip halfway, and the boss not only did not die, but also performed a spell that only a few people in the Demon Night Gate understand. He and Ye Zi could only make up for each other in order to temporarily delay the speed at which the demonic qi eroded them, and the two who originally loved each other also became resentful of each other over time.

Now that they have seen the tenderness and sweetness between Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong, where can they still hold back the killing intent in their hearts

The so-called demon cultivation is to abandon the shackles of morality and do whatever you want. Often, the progress in the early stage is very fast, and there is no saying that the Dao heart is blocked. But slowly in the future, the demon cultivators are often controlled by their own * and distracting thoughts, and finally become the devil that everyone shouts and beats. Either he was killed by thunder, or he offended someone and was killed. Only a few people can come out of such distractions and ascend to the position of Demon Venerable Demon Emperor.

Immortal cultivation has taken many detours from the beginning, and when he was young, he advocated a pure heart and less desire, and when he ascended in the later stage, even if he failed, he had a certain chance of dissolving the army into a scattered immortal. But the demon cultivator is different, either he will fly directly to the demon realm, or he will be struck by the heavenly thunder and there is not a single thing left. There has never been a saying that the demon cultivator has solved the army, and the scattered immortals have survived forever, but there has never been a saying that the demons have been scattered.

Therefore, in the cultivation realm, the more you cultivate, the more you cultivate, the more immortal cultivators have more powers than the number of demonic cultivators of the same level.

But the top part is indiscriminate, and occasionally even the demon cultivation is more and more outstanding.

"What are you anxious about, didn't you find that the city lord is very satisfied with those two?" Ye Zi didn't pay attention to Ye Lan's words at all, "In another twenty years, we will all go to that big fight to fight for life and death, and now even if you kill these two people, what is the effect?" In the next 20 years, will you be able to find a more suitable person to accompany us to the competition? ”

"You still missed a little bit and didn't say anything." Yelan sneered, "Outside the screen, we can all hear it clearly. There was still a Buddha treasure on Wen Hong's body, and it was that Buddha treasure that allowed him to avoid all attacks, and he passed the trial. Buddhism has countless inheritances, and there are countless things that can purify demonic energy, if the Buddha treasure on Wen Hong's body can lift the curse on our body, then the Demon Night Gate will no longer be able to find us, you and I can also separate, and we will no longer have to look at each other and get tired of each other. ”

"The city lord didn't say it, the city elders didn't say it, and Yu Ze didn't say it, why did the two of us go to be such a bird?" Ye Zi replied in a gentle manner, "The two of them have to stay in this City Lord's Mansion for at least twenty years, do you think those people will do nothing in these twenty years?" ”

"Sandpipers and mussels compete for the benefit of fishermen."

When Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang walked to the cave mansion that Gong Zixuan had placed for them, they were looked at by countless eyes with all kinds of malice.

Now in Yilu City, almost everyone knows that there is a new pair of Demon Buddha Daoists in the city, and they will participate in the big competition in place of Yilu City in twenty years.

The number of Demon Buddhas is not very large, and it is even rarer to become a Taoist couple. In addition, the two of them are outstanding, and it is difficult not to attract attention.

Most of the monks have no true love to speak of.

Often, a pair of double monks have their own concubines, and they become Taoist couples purely because their cultivation is hindered and their physique is suitable. Among the immortal cultivators, this is still the case, and the demon cultivators are even more unscrupulous. When Wen Chunxiang and Xie Zhenghong came in, there were already many demon cultivators who began to think about whether to hook up or not.

Could it be that the two demon Buddhas, can they still be expected to be stronger than Jin?

In just a few steps, Wen Chunxiang had already seen all kinds of monks who came up to hook up with him and the little monk, men and women, young and old, one after another, it was simply annoying.

In the end, Wen Chunxiang really couldn't hold back, a few King Kong men went down and slapped a number of monks, if it weren't for the little monk by his side, I'm afraid that all of these people would be killed on the spot. In this way, the fame of the two really grew.

It is rumored in the city that one of the two demon Buddhas is a vinegar jar, and it is impossible to look at his Taoist companions more.

In this regard, Wen Chunxiang said that he would not comment.

The two began a life of seclusion.

Since the last time he and Wen Chunxiang cultivated together, Xie Zhenghong has been at the peak stage of transforming into a god, and he can successfully break through and become a monk in the merger period when the opportunity comes.

"For example, a qiē river flows into a river, and the sea is the first among all waters: this Lotus Sutra is also the same, in all ......" Xie Zhenghong recited a passage from the "Myoho-renge-kyo", the main purpose of which is praise, and it is of no great use. But Buddha cultivation is so brainless, no matter what is said in this scripture, what should be memorized or memorized, and what should be recited or recited.

Wen Chunxiang has seen such a scene for a hundred years, and there is nothing to be surprised about.

But since the last double cultivation, Wen Chunxiang always had a feeling of blushing and heartbeat when he saw Xie Zhenghong plucking the Buddhist beads and chanting the scriptures.

Neither of them had any deep emotional experience, and they didn't know how to get along with the double cultivators, but they seemed to ignore the double cultivation and continued the previous pattern. Although Wen Chunxiang occasionally feels a little strange, this way of getting along will undoubtedly make him feel at ease.

Wen Chunxiang was distracted for a while, and found that Xie Zhenghong, who was chanting the scriptures on the side, didn't know when he had stopped.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was peaceful, but he was in a state of flux.

Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but smile, there are really not many Buddhist cultivators like the little monk who can enter meditation by reciting. It seems that the last double cultivation did not make the little monk's Dao heart dusty, otherwise, the little monk would not have succeeded in entering the meditation so lightly.

Thinking of this, Wen Chunxiang's heart couldn't help but tighten slightly.

waved out a few formations casually, protecting the cave house firmly, but he instantly moved outside the formation, sat on the ground, and protected Xie Zhenghong beside him.

Maybe it was because the little monk felt too relieved by his side, or maybe it was the days when he was regarded as a double monk made Wen Chunxiang's heart feel a lot more relaxed, and gradually, he was able to dig out the things hidden in the depths of his memory in the past and think about it again.

Xie Zhenghong came to the room in the valley again.

This time, Xie Zhenghong dared to be sure that he was not dreaming, but in meditation.

But why he saw such a scene after entering the meditation was something he couldn't understand for the time being.

When he was in the Yuquan Cave, Xie Zhenghong noticed something strange in his body.

At that time, the mysterious man handed over to him was said to be a quarter of the thing, and he didn't even know what it was, and it was firmly sealed in the deepest part of his divine consciousness, forcing even something as anti-heaven as Qi Luck Xiang to move its position.

With just a slight touch, you can fight with the Jade Spring Instrument Spirit for several days.

Such a power made Xie Zhenghong feel a little frightened for no reason.

During the Mahayana period of Buddhist cultivation, the great energy occasionally used secret methods before ascending, and entered reincarnation to make up for the defects of the Dao heart, hoping that he would be able to go to the next level after ascending to the Buddha realm, Xie Zhenghong actually knew a little.

Whether it was the lotus seal on his hand or the wonderful things that happened later, it was a strong indication of something.

Even if Xie Zhenghong doesn't pay attention to these external objects, he can't help but want to know, how did this qiē come about?

What was the place where he was inferior to the space when he was in meditation before, who was the monk who couldn't see his face clearly, who was the person he met in his dream, what was the thing that the person in his dream gave him, what was he looking for, and was there really no causal relationship between him and Chunxiang's predecessors?

But he couldn't ask Wen Chunxiang directly about these things.

Wen Chunxiang can talk to Xie Zhenghong about many things, but Wen Chunxiang didn't mention some of the past before he became the Demon Emperor.

If you can not care about these things, then after cultivating with Wen Chunxiang, some clips about seniors occasionally flashed in Xie Zhenghong's mind, which completely made Xie Zhenghong pay attention to it.

He was sure that the one or two fragments that flashed through his mind were definitely not what had happened to him and his predecessors before.

But that pot of peonies, except for the size, is exactly the same as the predecessors who showed their original shape because of the flowering in the Yuquan Cave at that time.

Xie Zhenghong tried to see what was in his mind more clearly.

It's a pity that this qiē is like seeing flowers in the fog, no matter how real it is, it will be separated by a layer after all.

And now, he is in this place again.

But now, there is no such person as last time.

There was only such an empty house.

Xie Zhenghong rubbed his brows and tried to calm himself down.

It would be better if you could ask your seniors.

Xie Zhenghong, who was thinking so, put his hand down from his brow, but Wen Chunxiang's figure suddenly appeared on the originally blank wall.

Xie Zhenghong looked at the things revealed on this wall in surprise, in this wall, his body was very close to Wen Chunxiang, he was in meditation, and Chunxiang's predecessors seemed to be protecting the Dharma for him.

Reach over and give it a try.

Such a thought sounded in Xie Zhenghong's mind.

Xie Zhenghong tried to reach his hand over the wall, and it happened to be patted on Wen Chunxiang's shoulder.

But Wen Chunxiang didn't seem to sense his existence, and he breathed and breathed in by himself, looking a little unnatural, as if he was thinking about something.

Can't the seniors notice him?

With the cultivation of the previous Demon Emperor, can't you even detect his current movements?

Xie Zhenghong looked at Wen Chunxiang's expression at the moment, and a wonderful feeling was born in his heart.

What are the seniors thinking now?

If only you could know......

After Xie Zhenghong thought about it, he suddenly had a mysterious and mysterious wonderful feeling.

There was suddenly a huge attraction on the wall, which sucked Xie Zhenghong's whole person into it and crashed into Wen Chunxiang's sea of knowledge.

A similar feeling was only experienced when he entered the memory of the remaining medicine in order to obtain the Linglong Lock.

Xie Zhenghong looked at himself blankly, could it be that he had entered the memory of his predecessors?

He looked up at the scene in the room, and his heart sank.

This room is exactly the same as the one he was in!

But the difference is that there are people in this room, and there is a pot of black peonies.

"Today, I heard that the junior brother has been appreciated by the elders of that sect, and he is about to shave his ordination and take the Dharma name himself." Song Qing said while skillfully pouring the spirit wine into the pot of the black peony.

Wen Chunxiang shook his leaves, saying that he didn't want to hear about that junior brother at all.

In his opinion, people like Song Qing who are not motivated at all, and who eat and wait for death in this kind of dilapidated sect are outliers. If you go on like this, let alone cultivate Buddhism, it is difficult to become a lay disciple.

In addition, although the aura of this spirit wine is small and the year is too short, it is still much stronger than the broken tea leaves of the old monk.

Thinking of the old monk, Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but hang down his branches, looking weak.

"What's the matter, little peony, is this spirit wine not to your liking?" Song Qing couldn't help but ask when he saw that the peony he raised suddenly became cowardly.

Wen Chunxiang shook the leaves from side to side, indicating that it was none of Song Qing's business.

"I don't have many spirit stones left." Song Qing's face was slightly embarrassed, "I brewed this spirit wine according to the jade slip, and I also specially bought the little Taoist boy next to the master, and mixed it with a little good spirit tea, you can make do with it first." ”

Song Qing knew that this black peony was sane, although it was not the same color as the white peony he had seen in his childhood, it still made him feel close.

"Oops, don't slap your face, don't slap your face." Song Qing hurriedly covered his face and begged for mercy.

Wen Chunxiang had already changed the leaf to the size of a pu fan and pulled it at Song Qing.

Why did he get to the cultivation realm, he still had to drink the leftover tea from others!

Can you still do it, Song Qing, do you dare to be poorer again!

Wen Chunxiang symbolically slapped Song Qing a few times, then cast a spell to get a brush, and wrote a few big characters on his leaves, "Don't give me the rest of the tea." ”

"In addition, my name is Wen Chunxiang, not Little Peony!"

"Can you write?" Seeing this, Song Qing couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

He originally thought that this peony would also open his mind, and it would be a long time before he transformed, and he didn't want the other party to be able to write and talk to him normally.

"What's so hard about writing, I can draw!" Wen Chunxiang continued to write.

After speaking, Wen Chunxiang painted another one of himself on his leaves, with skillful brushwork and vivid painting.

However, a pot of peonies painting themselves on their own leaves still feels a little weird.

Song Qing couldn't help but say nothing, always feeling that this little peony would definitely be angry if he said this.

"It's a really good drawing." Song Qing was truly amazed.

Wen Chunxiang shook happily, that is, he used to draw these things with the old monk.

Otherwise, it's better to draw another Song Qing.

Wen Chunxiang was about to start writing, and found that one of his leaves had been painted and could no longer be written, so he hurriedly rolled the pen to the painted leaf and lifted the pen on the right leaf.

"Ahem, although I'm poor, I still have paper." Song Qing couldn't help but remind, if it went on like this, he had no doubt that this pot of stupid peonies would be full of calligraphy and paintings all over his body.

"Erase my !!!"

Wen Chunxiang's leaves flicked, and a few big characters waved on the ground.

"Good, good." Song Qing grimaced, nodded seriously, and said, "I'll go out to fetch water." ”

When he walked out of the door, Song Qing couldn't hold back anymore and laughed.

Although this peony can write and has his own name, he obviously doesn't know anything, and his brain is still a little bit unable to turn. I'm afraid that even if I can transform into a shape, I'm just a little doll.