003 “Blessing from Heavenly Official” Chapter 2

☆, Chapter 2 The Tattered Immortal visits the Immortal Capital three times

“Congratulations, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

Hearing this, Xie Lian raised his head, smiled before saying anything, and said: “Thank you. However, can you ask me what you want to congratulate me on?”

Lord Lingwen stood with his hands behind his back and said, “Congratulations on winning the first place on this Jiazi’s list of ‘Priests I most hope to demote to the mortal world’.”

Xie Lian said: “No matter what, it is still the first place. But I think since you congratulate me, there should be something gratifying?”

Lingwen said: “Yes. If you are number one on this list, you can get a hundred merits.”

Xie Lian immediately said: “If there is such a list next time, please take me with you again.”

Lingwen said: “Do you know who the second place is?”

Xie Lian thought for a while and said: “It’s too difficult to guess. After all, in terms of strength, I should be able to take over the top three.”

Ling Wen said: “That’s almost it. There is no second place. You are so powerful that you can’t even catch up.”

Xie Lian said: “I really don’t dare to take this seriously. Who is the first place in the last sixty years?”

Lingwen said: “No. Because this list was established from this year, to be precise, from today.”

“Hey,” Xie Lian was startled and said, “So, this is not a list specially set for me.”

Lingwen said: “You can also think that just because you happened to catch up, you just happened to win the championship.”

Xie Lian smiled and said: “Well, if you think about it this way, I will be happier.”

Lingwen continued: “Do you know why you won the first prize?”

Thanks for the pity: “It’s what everyone expected.”

Lingwen said: “Let me tell you the reason. Please look at the clock.”

She raised her finger and thanked Lian for looking back. What she saw was extremely beautiful. She saw a white jade palace, pavilions, fairy clouds, flowing springs and flying birds.

But he looked at it for a long time and asked: “Did you point in the wrong direction? Where is the clock?”

Lingwen said: “That’s right. It’s right there. Did you see it?”

Xie Lian looked at it carefully again and said truthfully: “I didn’t see it.”

Ling Wen said: “You’re right if you didn’t see it. There was a clock there, but you knocked it off when you ascended.”

“…”

“The bell is older than you, but it has a lively and lively character. Whenever someone ascends, it will chime several times to cheer. The day you ascended, it was so shocked that it rang like crazy and couldn’t stop at all. Finally, it stopped when it fell from the bell tower. The fall even hit a passing priest.”

Thanks for the pity: “This…is it okay now?”

Lingwen: “It’s not good, I’m still repairing.”

Xie Lian: “I’m talking about the priest who was hit.”

Ling Wen said: “The one I smashed was a God of War, and I split it in half with my backhand on the spot. Come again. Please look at the golden palace over there. Do you see it?”

She pointed again, looked with gratitude, and saw the dazzling glazed golden top in the misty clouds, and said: “Ah, I saw it this time.”

Lingwen said: “It’s wrong to see it. There was nothing there.”

“…”

“When you ascended, you shook the golden temples of many priests so much that the golden pillars fell over and the glazed tiles were shattered. Some of them couldn’t be repaired for a while, so we had to improvise a few new ones.”

“The responsibility is mine?”

“The responsibility is yours.”

“Well…” Xie Lian confirmed, “Did I offend many priests just after I came up?”

Lingwen said: “If you can save it, maybe not.”

“Then what can I do to save it?”

“Easy to say. 8.88 million merits.”

Thanks for laughing again.

Lingwen said: “Of course, I know that you can’t get even one-tenth of it.”

Xie Lian said frankly: “How should I put it, although I am very embarrassed, but even if you want one ten thousandth, I can’t get it.”

The faith of mortal believers is transformed into the magic power of the priests, and every incense and offering they make is called “merit.”

After laughing, Xie Lian asked seriously: “Are you willing to kick me out of here now and give me another 8.88 million merits?”

Lingwen said: “I am a god of literature. If you want someone to kick you, you should find a god of martial arts. Kick harder and give more.”

With a long sigh, he thanked Lian and said, “Let me think about what to do.”

Lingwen patted him on the shoulder and said, “Don’t panic, there will be a way for the car to reach the mountain.”

Xie Lian said: “I am. The boat will naturally sink when it reaches the bridge.”

If it had been eight hundred years ago when the Xianle Palace was at its peak, how difficult would it be to have 8.88 million merits? His Highness the Crown Prince would be able to wield them without even blinking.But today is different from the past. His palace in the mortal world has long since been burned down to the point where not a single room is left.No devotees, no incense, no offerings.

Needless to say.Anyway, there is nothing, nothing, nothing!

A man squatted alone on the side of Xianjing Street with a headache for a long time. He suddenly remembered that he had been ascending for almost three days and had not yet entered the spiritual formation in heaven. He had just forgotten to ask what the password was.

The priests who ascended to heaven jointly set up a formation that allowed their spiritual consciousness to instantly channel and transmit sounds within the formation. They had to enter the formation after ascension.But you need to know the password so that your spiritual sense can search for a specific psychic array.The last time Xie Lian entered the formation was eight hundred years ago, and he couldn’t remember what the password was. He sent out his spiritual consciousness to search, and after looking at a formation that looked a bit similar, he entered randomly.As soon as he entered the formation, he was staggered by wild shouts coming from all directions:

“Place your bets at the opening, and let’s bet on how long our Crown Prince can hold on this time before he goes on again!!”

“I bet for a year!”

“One year is too long. Last time it was only one stick of incense. This time it will be three days. Three days for three days!”

“No, idiot! Three days have almost passed, can you do it?!”

…Xie Lian silently retreated.

Wrong.Definitely not this.

In the Heavenly Court, there are all great priests who are in charge of one party. They are all well-known and are responsible for everything. Moreover, because they are all serious officials who have ascended to heaven, they maintain their own status and are usually relatively reserved. They often speak and act with a certain air.Only when he ascended for the first time, he was so excited that he called every priest in the psychic formation to say hello, and introduced himself from head to toe in an extremely serious and detailed manner.

After he quit, he searched randomly again and randomly entered another one.Entering this time, Xie Lian felt relieved and thought to himself: “It’s so quiet, this is probably it.”

At this time, a voice was heard saying softly: “His Royal Highness, is he back again?”

This voice sounds very comfortable at first, with a soft voice and a gentle tone.But if you listen carefully, you will find that the voice is very cold and the mood is also very cold, which makes the softness seem a bit malicious.

Xie Lian originally just wanted to join the battle according to the rules and lurk silently, but now that people have already talked to him, he can’t pretend to be deaf and dumb.Moreover, he was very happy that there was actually a priest in the Heavenly Court who was willing to take the initiative to talk to him, the god of plague.So, he quickly replied: “Yes! Hello everyone, I’m back again.”

Little did he know that after this question and answer, all the priests who were in the spiritual formation at this moment pricked up their ears.

The priest said slowly and calmly: “His Royal Highness’s ascension this time is really a big battle.”

In the heavenly court, it can be said that emperors and generals are everywhere, and heroes and heroes are flowing like water.

If you want to become a god, you must first become a hero.People who have made great achievements in the world or have great talents have a greater chance of ascending.Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that the king, princess, prince, general, is not a rarity here at all.Who is not the proud son of heaven?Everyone was polite and courteous to each other, and His Majesty, the General, and the leaders of the gangs yelled as much compliments as they wanted.But the priest’s two sentences didn’t quite hit home.

Although he has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on his left and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince on his right, people don’t feel that he has any respect at all. Instead, he seems to be poking people with a needle.There were several other priests in the psychic formation who were also genuine His Highness the Crown Prince, and they all felt so angry that they felt their backs tingle and were unhappy with his shouts.Xie Lian had heard that the other party had bad intentions, but he didn’t want to compete. He thought I would run away, so he smiled and said: “It’s okay.” The priest didn’t give him a chance to run away, and said lukewarmly: “Your Highness, it’s okay. However, my luck is worse.”

Suddenly, Xie Lian heard a secret message coming from Lingwen.

She only said one word: “Bell.”

Xie Lian understood instantly.

It turns out that this is the God of War who was hit by the bell!

In this case, there is no reason for people to be angry.Xie Lian has always been very good at apologizing, and immediately said: “I heard about Zhong. I am really sorry. I can’t help it.”

The other party snorted, unable to understand what it meant.

There are many famous martial gods in the heaven, and many of them are upstarts who ascended to the throne after Xie Lian.Just by listening to the voice, Xie Lian couldn’t tell who it was, but you couldn’t apologize without knowing the person’s name, so he asked again: “What is your name?”

As soon as he said this, the other party fell silent.

Not only was the other side silent, but the entire psychic formation was frozen, and a deathly aura rushed towards his face.

Lingwen over there sent him another message: “Your Highness, although I don’t think you can recognize it after talking for so long, I still want to remind you. That is Xuanzhen.”

Xie Lian said: “Xuanzhen?”

He was stuck for a moment, then he came to his senses and sent a message back in shock: “Is this admiration?”

General Xuanzhen is the god of war who sits in the southwest. He has seven thousand palaces and is famous in the world.

And this General Xuanzhen, whose real name was Mu Qing, was a deputy general who served under the crown prince of Xianle Palace eight hundred years ago.

Lingwen was also shocked: “You really didn’t recognize it, did you?”

Xie Lian said: “I really didn’t recognize him. He didn’t talk to me like this before. And I can’t remember the last time I met him. It was either five or six hundred years ago. I can’t even remember what he looked like. How could I still hear his voice?”

There was still silence in the psychic array.Mu Qing remained silent.The other priests pretended that they were not listening while waiting frantically for one of them to quickly continue to answer.

Speaking of these two, it is quite embarrassing.The twists and turns have been spread for so many years, and everyone already knows about it.At that time, Xie Liangui was the Prince of Xianle and practiced at Huangji Temple.This Huangji Temple is the royal dojo of the Xianle Kingdom, and the criteria for selecting disciples are strict.Muqing was born into a poor family, and his father was a beheaded sinner. Such a person was not qualified to enter Huangji Temple, so he could only work as a handyman, cleaning the Taoist room and serving tea and water for His Highness the Crown Prince.Seeing his hard work, Xie Lian asked the Imperial Master to make an exception and accept him as his disciple.His Royal Highness the Crown Prince’s words made Mu Qing able to enter meditation practice and practice together with the Crown Prince.After ascending, Xie Lian also ordered his general and took him to Xianjing together.

However, after Xian Le destroyed the country and Xie Lian was demoted to the mortal world, Mu Qing did not follow him.Not only did he not follow him, he didn’t even say a word to him.Anyway, the prince was gone, so he was free. He found a paradise in the cave and worked hard to practice hard. Within a few years, he survived the catastrophe and ascended.

At first, one was in the sky and the other was on the ground. Now, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground. However, the two people’s situations have completely changed.

On the other end, Lingwen said: “He is very angry.”

Thanks for the pity: “I guess so.”

Lingwen said: “Let me go and say something else. You should take the opportunity to leave.”

Thanks for the pity: “No need, just pretend that nothing happened.”

Lingwen said: “No need? I see you all embarrassed.”

Thanks for the pity: “It’s okay!”

Thanks to this person, he can do anything but die. If he doesn’t have much, he will definitely lose face a lot.He had done things many times more embarrassing than this, and he really felt that it was okay.Who knew that everything could not be settled first? As soon as he said “It’s okay”, he heard a voice roaring: “Who the hell demolished my golden palace?! Get out!!!”

This roar was so loud that the scalps of all the gods and gods in the formation were about to explode.

Although their stomachs were already churning, they still held their breath and waited silently to hear how Xie Lian would respond to this scolding.Unexpectedly, there is no best, only more exciting. Before Xie Lian could speak, Mu Qing spoke up first.

He laughed twice: “Haha.”

The visitor said coldly: “Did you dismantle it? Okay, wait.”

Mu Qing said calmly: “I didn’t say it was me. Don’t spray blood on others.”

The other party said: “Then why are you laughing? Are you sick?”

Mu Qing said: “For no other reason, what you said is just funny. The person who demolished your golden palace is now in the spiritual formation, you can ask it yourself.”

When things got to this point, Xie Lian was embarrassed to run away like this no matter what.

He coughed dryly and said, “It’s me. I’m sorry.”

As soon as he spoke, the person who came after him also fell silent.

In my ears, another voice came from Lingwen: “Your Highness, that is Nanyang.”

Xie Lian said: “I recognized this. But he didn’t seem to recognize me.”

Lingwen said: “No. He just wanders around the mortal world more and returns to Xianjing less often. He doesn’t know that you have ascended again.”

Nanyang Zhenjun is the god of war who sits in the southeast. He has nearly eight thousand palaces and is extremely loved by the people.

And his real name was Feng Xin. Eight hundred years ago, he was the number one general under the crown prince’s throne in Xianle Palace.

Feng Xin is a loyal person. He has been his bodyguard since Xie Lian was fourteen years old. He grew up with the prince, ascended to heaven together, was demoted and exiled together.It’s a pity that they didn’t survive these eight hundred years together. In the end, they broke up on bad terms, parted ways, and never saw each other again.

The author has something to say: If you are very concerned about the amount of Xie Lian’s debt, please refer to this loose currency conversion formula: 1 merit ≈ 18 RMB

The entire article is made up.Don’t apply any existing cultivation or fairy settings.It is not a stream of Xinxing, nor is it an underworld of cultivation. There is no cultivation process, and whether it can fly or not only depends on the author’s thoughts.