The former master has become a laughing stock with no incense, no temples, and no believers, but his two servants have both passed the heavenly tribulation and ascended to become great martial gods. No one can help but think about this situation. If Xie Lian had to choose between Feng Xin and Mu Qing to embarrass him more, he would say "Both are fine!" But if others were asked to choose, would they rather see Xie Lian and Feng Xin fighting each other, or Xie Lian and Mu Qing fighting each other? Everyone has their own tastes. After all, both have sufficient reasons to fight each other, and it is hard to tell which one is better.

So, Feng Xin didn't respond for a long time, and he just disappeared without saying a word, which made everyone very disappointed. Xie Lian finished the conversation, slapped himself a few times, and said, "I didn't expect it to turn out like this. I didn't mean to do that. I'm sorry for causing trouble to you all."

Mu Qing said coldly: "Oh, that's really a coincidence."

What a coincidence, Xie Lian also thought it was too coincidental, how could he just happen to smash Mu Qing and dismantle Feng Xin, so that others would think it was just like he was deliberately taking revenge. But the fact is, he is the kind of person who would choose a poisoned cup of wine from a thousand cups, and would definitely choose the poisoned cup no matter how he chooses. But you can't do anything about what others think, so Xie Lian could only say: "I will do my best to repair your Golden Palace and other losses, and I hope you can give me some time."

Although it was obvious from the tail of the whisk that Mu Qing would definitely want to continue blowing cool breeze, after all, his golden palace was not damaged, and he had also chopped off the bell that hit him. If he continued to be aggressive, it would be embarrassing and threatening, so he kept silent. Xie Lian saw that the mess had been cleared by himself, so he ran away quickly.

He was still thinking seriously about how to get the 8.88 million merits. On the second day, Lingwen invited him to visit the Lingwen Palace.

Lingwen was a priest in charge of personnel affairs. He was in charge of personnel affairs and rose to prominence. The entire palace was filled with official documents and scrolls from the ground to the ceiling. The scene was very shocking and terrifying. As Xie Lian walked along, every priest who came out of the Lingwen Palace was holding documents that were taller than a person's. Their faces were pale, and they either looked collapsed or numb. After entering the palace, Lingwen turned around and said straight to the point: "Your Highness, the Emperor has something to ask of you. Are you willing to lend a hand?"

There are many True Lords and Yuan Lords in the heavens, but there is only one who can be called the Emperor. If this person wants to do something, he never needs to ask others for help. Therefore, Xie Lian was stunned for a moment before he asked, "What is it?"

Lingwen handed him a scroll and said, "Recently, a group of big believers in the north have been praying frequently. I think it's not peaceful."

The so-called great believers generally refer to three types of people: the first type is the rich, who spend money to burn incense, perform rituals, and build temples; the second type is the preachers who can preach the Dharma to others; the third type is those who thoroughly implement their beliefs with their body and mind. Among them, the first type is the most numerous, the richer the person, the more they fear the gods and ghosts, and there are rich people in the world; the third type is the least, because if one can really do this, then this person must be at a very high level and not far from ascending. What is mentioned here is obviously the first type of people.

Ling Wen said: "The Emperor cannot take care of the north right now. If you are willing to go there on his behalf, no matter how much merit these great believers offer when they fulfill their vows, all of it will be offered on your altar. What do you think?"

Xie Lian took the scroll with both hands and said, “Thank you.”

It was clearly Jun Wu who was helping him, but he turned around and asked him if he was willing to help himself. Xie Lian could see it, but he couldn't find a better word to express his thoughts. Ling Wen said, "I am only responsible for doing things. If you want to thank me, wait for the Emperor to come back and then thank him yourself. By the way, do you need me to lend you any magic weapon?"

Xie Lian said, “No need for that. Even if you gave me a magic weapon, I won’t have the power to use it when I go down.”

Xie Lian was beaten down twice and lost all his magic power. It was not so bad in the heaven, where all the immortal palaces were gathered, and the spiritual energy was abundant and endless, and he could use it at will. But once he returned to the human world, he would be in a fool's way. If he wanted to fight, he could only borrow some from others, which was very inconvenient.

Lingwen thought for a moment and said, "Then it would be better to borrow a few military officers to help you."

The current Martial Gods either didn’t know him or didn’t like him. Xie Lian was well aware of this. He said, “That’s not necessary. You can’t borrow anyone.”

Lingwen had his own thoughts and said, "Let me give it a try."

It didn't matter whether she tried or not. Xie Lian neither agreed nor disagreed, so he let her try. So Ling Wen entered the spiritual communication array and said loudly, "Everyone, the Emperor has an important task in the north and urgently needs people. Which Martial God can send two military officers from the palace?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qing's voice floated out: "I heard that the Emperor is not in the north now. I'm afraid he borrowed it for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Xie Lian thought to himself, “Are you staying in the spiritual formation all day long?”

Lingwen thought the same thing as him. She wanted to slap Mu Qing out of the formation for getting in her way. She said with a smile, "Xuanzhen, why do I keep seeing you in the formation these past few days? It seems like you've been able to take some time off recently. Congratulations."

Mu Qing said calmly: "My hand is injured and I am recovering."

The priests thought, "Your hands were capable of splitting mountains and breaking seas, so what can you do to a stupid bell?"

Lingben originally wanted to trick two people to come and do the work first, but Mu Qing knew it at a glance, and she even said it out loud. Now she will definitely not be able to find them. Sure enough, no one bothered her for a long time, and Xie Lian didn't think it was a big deal. He said to her, "Look, I said I can't borrow anyone."

Lingwen said: "If Xuanzhen didn't say anything, you can borrow it."

Xie Lian smiled and said, “You said that, but it’s like holding a lute and half hiding your face, and seeing a flower in the fog is three times more beautiful. People think you are doing work for the Emperor, so of course you can call you. But if you come and find out that you are working with me, I’m afraid there will be a quarrel. How can we work together? Anyway, I’m used to being alone, and I don’t see any missing limbs, so let’s leave it at that. Thank you for your help, I’ll be leaving now.”

Ling Wen had no other choice but to bow and say, "All right. I wish Your Highness a smooth journey. May the Heavenly Official bless you."

Xie Lian replied, “No taboos!” He waved his hand and left in style.

Three days later, in the human world, in the north.

There is a small tea shop on the side of the main road. The shop is not big and the waiters are simple, but the scenery is great. There are mountains, water, people and city. It has everything, but not too much; not too little, just right. If you meet here in the scenery, it will surely become a wonderful memory. The tea master in the shop is very idle. When there are no customers, he moves a stool to sit at the door, looking at the mountains, water, people and city. He is very happy. He sees a Taoist in white clothes walking on the road in the distance. He is covered with dust and seems to have walked for a long time. When he got closer, he passed by the shop. Suddenly he stopped, and then slowly walked back. He adjusted his bamboo hat, looked up at the wine sign, and smiled: "'Xiangfeng Xiaodian', what an interesting name."

Although he looked a little tired, he was smiling, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. He asked again: "Excuse me, is Yujun Mountain nearby?"

Dr. Tea pointed him in the direction and said, "It's in this area."

The man exhaled, and finally did not vomit out his soul, and thought to himself: "I'm finally here."

It was Xie Lian.

When he left Xianjing that day, he had originally planned to land near Yujun Mountain. But he left in a carefree manner, and when he jumped down in a carefree manner, his sleeve got caught by a cloud. Yes, he got caught by a cloud. He didn't know how he got caught. Anyway, he rolled down from a height of ten thousand feet, and when he fell down, he didn't know where he was. After three days of walking, he finally arrived at the place where he was supposed to land. For a moment, he was filled with emotion.

After entering the store, Xie Lian picked a table near the window and ordered some tea and snacks. After finally sitting down, he suddenly heard the sounds of crying and gongs and drums coming from outside the house.

He looked toward the street and saw a group of men, women, old and young, surrounding a big red sedan chair passing by on the road.

This procession exuded a very strange atmosphere. At first glance, it looked like a wedding procession, but a closer look revealed that the expressions on these people's faces were serious, sad, angry, and fearful, but not happy. In any case, it didn't look like they were celebrating a wedding, but they were all wearing red and flowers, playing music. This situation was really weird. The tea master held a copper pot high in the air, nodded, and saw this scene, but just shook his head and went down.

Xie Lian watched the strange team go away, thinking for a moment, and was about to take out the scroll given by Ling Wen to look at it again, when he suddenly saw a dazzling object flash by.

When he looked up, a silver butterfly flew past his eyes.

The silver butterfly was crystal clear, and it flew through the air, leaving behind a dazzling trail. Xie Lian couldn't help but reach out his hand to it. The silver butterfly was very smart, not only was it not startled, but it stayed on his fingertips, its wings gleaming, extremely beautiful and mysterious. Under the sunlight, it seemed like a dream bubble that would shatter at the touch of a finger, and soon it flew away.

Xie Lian waved his hand towards it as a farewell, and when he looked back, there were two more people sitting at his table.

The table was square, and the two men were on one side, one on the left and one on the right. Both were teenagers in their teens. The one on the left was taller, with deep and bright features, and a rebellious look in his eyes. The one on the right was extremely white, handsome and gentle, but his expression was a little too cold and indifferent, as if he was not very happy. In fact, both of them looked unhappy.

Xie Lian blinked and asked, “Who are you two?”

The left side said: "South wind."

The one on the right said: "Fuyao."

Xie Lian thought to himself, “I’m not asking for your names…”

At this time, Lingwen suddenly sent a message. She said, "Your Highness, there are two junior military officers from Zhongtian Court who are willing to come to assist you. They have already gone down to look for you, and they should be here by now."

The so-called Middle Heaven Court is naturally the opposite of the Upper Heaven Court. The priests in the heavens can be roughly divided into two categories: those who have ascended, and those who have not. The priests in the Upper Heaven Court are all priests who have ascended on their own. There are only a hundred of them in the entire heaven, and they are extremely precious. The priests in the Middle Heaven Court are "selected" by the generals. Strictly speaking, the full name should actually be "same priests", but when people call them, they often omit the word "same".

So, if there is an upper heaven and a middle heaven, is there a lower heaven?

No.

In fact, when Xie Lian ascended for the first time, there really were some. At that time, it was still divided into the Upper Heaven and the Lower Heaven. But later, everyone discovered a problem: when introducing themselves, saying "I am so-and-so from the Lower Heaven" is really unpleasant to hear. The word "lower" makes people feel particularly inferior. You must know that there are many outstanding people with extraordinary talents and powerful magic among them. They are only one heavenly tribulation away from becoming a real priest. Who knows, one day they will be able to become one? So someone suggested changing a word to "I am so-and-so from the Middle Heaven", which sounds much better. Although it actually means the same thing. In short, after the change, Xie Lian couldn't get used to it for a while.

Xie Lian looked at the two young military officers, each with an uglier look than the other. They didn’t look like they were willing to help. He couldn’t help but ask, “Lingwen, I don’t think they want to help me, but more like they want to take my head. Don’t trick them into coming here.”

Unfortunately, his words didn't seem to get through, and he couldn't hear Ling Wen's voice anymore. He probably had been away from Xianjing for too long, and his magic power had all been used up. Xie Lian had no choice but to smile at the two young military officers and said, "Nanfeng and Fuyao, huh? Thank you for coming to help me."

Both of them just nodded, quite impressive, it seems that they must be from the famous God of War. Xie Lian asked the tea master to add two more cups, picked up the tea, scraped the tea leaves, and asked casually: "Which prince do you serve?"

Nan Feng said: "Nanyang Palace."

Fuyao said: "Xuanzhen Palace."

“…”

This is really creepy.

Xie Lian swallowed his tea and asked, “Did your general ask you to come over?”

They both said, "Our general doesn't know I'm coming."

Xie Lian thought for a moment, then asked, “Then, do you know who I am?”

If these two young military officers were deceived by Lingwen and helped him, they would be scolded by their own general when they return, which would not be worth it.

Nan Feng said: "You are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Fuyao said: "You are the righteousness of the world, you are the center of the world."

Xie Lian choked and asked Nan Feng uncertainly, “Did he roll his eyes just now?”

Nan Feng said: "Yes. Let him go."

Nanyang and Xuanzhen don't have a good relationship. This is no secret. Xie Lian was not surprised when he heard about it, because Feng Xin and Mu Qing didn't have a good relationship before, but at that time he was the master and they were the servant. The prince said you don't quarrel, you should be good friends, so everyone endured and didn't quarrel. If they were really unhappy, they would just say something to poke each other. Now that they have made it this far, they don't need to be hypocritical anymore. Therefore, even the folk believers of the two priests in the southeast and southwest don't think much of each other, and the Nanyang Hall and Xuanzhen Hall have been hostile to each other for many years. The two in front of him are typical examples. Fuyao sneered, "Master Lingwen said that anyone who voluntarily comes can come, why should I go back?"

The word "voluntary" was not convincing when he said it with this expression. Xie Lian said, "Let me confirm. Are you really voluntary? Don't force it if you don't want to."

Both of them said, "I volunteer."

Looking at those two dejected faces, Xie Lian thought, what you actually want to say is "I will commit suicide".

"all in all--"

Xie Lian said, “Let’s talk business first. You all know why I came to the north this time, so I won’t start from the beginning…”

They both said, "I don't know."

“…”

Xie Lian had no choice but to take out the scroll and said, “Then I’ll tell you from the beginning.”

It is said that many years ago, a couple got married in Junshan.

The couple loved each other very much. The groom waited for the bride's escort team to arrive, but after waiting for a long time, the bride did not arrive. The groom was anxious and went to the bride's family, but his father-in-law and mother-in-law told him that the bride had left long ago. The two families reported to the authorities and searched everywhere, but they still could not find her. Even if she was eaten by wild beasts in the mountains, at least she would have left some arms and legs. How could she disappear out of thin air? So it was inevitable that some people suspected that the bride herself did not want to get married and colluded with the escort team to run away. Who would have thought that a few years later, when another couple got married, the nightmare would reappear.

The bride was gone again. But this time, there was not nothing left. On a small path, they found a foot that had been eaten by something.