Chapter 2 Ruined Immortal Three Climbs to Xianjing

"Congratulations, His Royal Highness."

Hearing the words, Xie Lian raised his head, smiled before saying a word, and said, "Thank you. However, can you ask me to congratulate me?"

True Monarch Lingwen stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "Congratulations on winning the first place in Ben Jiazi's list of 'the priest who most hopes to demote him to the mortal world'."

Thanks for the pity: "Anyway, it's always the first place. But I think since you congratulate me, then there should be something gratifying?"

Lingwen said: "Yes. First 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."

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

Xie Lian thought about it and said: "It's too hard to guess. After all, if I talk about strength, I should be able to take the top three."

Lingwen said: "It's almost there. There is no second place. You are far behind you."

Thanks for the pity: "This is really not dare. Who is the first in the last Jiazi?"

Lingwen said: "No. Because this list is from this year, to be precise, it only started from today."

"Hey," Xie Lian stunned 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 happened to win the championship."

Xie Lian smiled and said: "Well, if I think so, I will be happier."

Lingwen continued: "Do you know why you won the championship?"

Thanks for the pity: "Everyone's expectations return."

Lingwen said: "Let me tell you the reason. Please look at that clock."

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

But he looked at it for a long time and asked, "Are you pointing in the wrong direction? Where is the clock?"

Lingwen said: "That's right. It's there, see?"

Xie pity looked at it seriously again, and said truthfully: "I didn't see it."

Lingwen said: "I didn't see it. There used to be a clock there, but you shook it off when you ascended."

"..."

"The bell is older than you, but it has a lively and lively personality. Whenever someone ascends, it will chime a few times to cheer. The day you ascended, it was shocked like crazy, and it couldn't stop at all. When it fell, it stopped. It fell and smashed a passing priest."

Thanks for the pity: "This... Is it okay now?"

Lingwen: "It's not good, it's still repairing."

Thanks: "I'm talking about the priest who was smashed."

Lingwen said: "It was a Martial God who smashed it, and he split it in half with a backhand on the spot. Come again. Please look at that golden temple over there. Do you see it?"

She pointed again, thanking her for pity and looking at it, and saw the glazed golden dome in a misty cloud and mist, and said, "Ah, I saw it this time."

Lingwen said: "It's not right to see it. There was nothing there."

"..."

"When you ascended, the golden halls of many priests were shaken to the point of overturning the golden pillars and shattering the glazed tiles. Some of them couldn't be repaired in a while, so you had to temporarily build a few new ones."

"It's my responsibility?"

"The responsibility is yours."

"Well..." Xie Lian confirmed, "Did I offend many priests when I first came up?"

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

"Then how can I get it back?"

"It's easy to say. Eight hundred and eighty-eight thousand merits."

Xie Lian smiled again.

Lingwen said: "Of course, I know that you can't get one-tenth of it."

Xie Lian said frankly: "How do you say it, although I'm very embarrassed, but you want 1/10,000, and I can't get it."

The faith of mortal believers is transformed into the mana of priests, and every incense and offering of them is called "merit".

After laughing, Xie Lian asked seriously: "Would you like to kick me out of here now and give me 8.88 million merits."

Lingwen said: "I'm a god of text. If you want someone to kick, you should find a god of war. The harder the kick, the more."

With a long sigh, Xie Lian said: "Let me think about what to do."

Lingwen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't panic, there must be a way for the car to the front of the mountain."

Thanks for the pity: "I am, the ship will naturally sink when it reaches the bridge."

If it was at the height of the Xianle Palace eight hundred years ago, how difficult would it be to have 8,880,000 merits, His Royal Highness waved it out without batting an eye. But now is not the same as in the past, his palaces in the mortal world have long since burned down. No believers, no incense, no offerings.

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

A man squatted on the side of Xianjing Street and had a headache for a long time, and then he suddenly remembered that he had been flying for almost three days, and he had not yet entered the psychic formation in the heavenly court, so he forgot to ask what the password was.

The priests in the heavenly court have jointly set up a set of formations, which can make the spiritual consciousness instantly channel and sound in the formation, and must enter the formation after ascension. But you need to know the password, so that you can search for a specific psychic array. The last time Xie Lian entered the battle was 800 years ago. He didn't even remember what the password was. As soon as he entered the battle, he was swept up and down by the mad cries coming from all directions:

"Betting at the opening and buying and leaving, let's bet how long our Crown Prince can last this time before we continue!!"

"I bet for a year!"

"A year is too long. Last time, it was only a stick of incense. This time, it will be three days. Three days for three days!"

"Don't you idiot! Three days are almost over, can you?!"

... Xie Lian quietly withdrew.

wrong. Certainly not this.

In the Heavenly Court, there are great priests who sit on one side, and they are all well-known to every household. Moreover, because they are all serious officials who have ascended to the sky, they hold their own identities, and they are usually more reserved, and they often act in a pretentious manner. It was only when he first ascended that he was so excited that he grabbed every priest in the psychic formation to say hello, and introduced himself from head to toe in a very serious and detailed manner.

After he exited, there was another random search, and another random entry. Going in this time, Xie Lian's heart was relieved, and he said: "It's so quiet, most of it is this."

At this time, I only heard a voice softly said: "Is Your Highness the Prince back again?"

This voice is very comfortable at first glance, the voice is soft, and the tone is gentle. 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 little malicious.

Xie Lian originally just wanted to enter the battle according to the rules, just lurking silently, but since people have already asked him to talk, they can't pretend to be deaf and dumb. Moreover, there is actually a priest in the heavenly court willing to take the initiative to speak to him, the plague god, he is still very happy. So, he quickly replied: "Yes! Hello everyone, I'm back again."

How did he know that after this question and answer, all the priests who were in the psychic formation at the moment all perked up their ears.

The priest said slowly: "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 walking everywhere, and heroes and heroes are like flowing water.

To become an immortal, one must first become an adult. People who have made great achievements or have great talents in the world have a greater chance of soaring. Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that the prince and general of the country's lord and princess are not rare here at all. Who is not the favored son of the sky? What happened? Everyone was polite and polite to each other, so the His Majesty, the General, the gang leader and the gang leader shouted indiscriminately, how to compliment and how to shout. But the priest's two sentences are not so right.

Although he had the Crown Prince on the left and the Crown Prince on the right, he didn't seem to have any respect for him, but it seemed like he was poking people with a needle. There were several other priests in the psychic formation who were also genuine His Royal Highnesses, and they were all furious and unhappy when he shouted so many times. Xie pity has heard that the other party is not good, but he doesn't want to compete, thinking that I will run, and smiled: "It's okay." The priest did not give him a chance to run, and said lukewarmly: "His Royal Highness. , it's okay. However, my luck is not so good."

Suddenly, Xie Lian heard a secret message from Lingwen.

She only said one word: "Zhong."

Xie pity instantly understood.

It turns out that this is the god of war who was smashed by the clock!

That being the 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's matter, I am really sorry, I can't help it."

The other party snorted, not knowing what it meant.

There are many famous Martial Gods in the heaven, and many of them are upstarts who have risen after thanking them for pity. Just listening to the voice, Xie Lian can't tell who this is, but you can't even apologize without knowing the name of the person, so he asked again: "What's your name?"

As soon as these words came out, the other side was silent.

Not only was the opposite side silent, but the entire psychic formation was frozen, and a deadly aura rushed towards the face.

Lingwen over there gave him another voice transmission: "His Royal Highness, although I don't think you should have said it for a long time without recognizing it, I still want to remind you. That is Xuanzhen."

Thanks for the pity: "Xuanzhen?"

He was stuck for a moment, and then he reacted, and went back with a slightly shocked voice: "Is this an admiration?"

General Xuanzhen is a god of martial arts in the southwest, sitting on seven thousand temples, and he is famous in the world.

And this General Xuanzhen, whose real name is Mu Qing, was a lieutenant under the throne of the Prince of Xianle Palace eight hundred years ago.

Lingwen was also shocked: "You can't really not recognize it."

Thanks for the pity: "I really didn't recognize it. He used to talk to me like this. And I can't remember the last time I met him. It's not five hundred years or six hundred years. I don't even remember what he looked like, how could I still hear his voice?"

The psychic formation remained silent. Mu Qing was silent. The other priests pretended they weren't listening while frantically waiting for one of them to pick up the conversation quickly.

It is rather embarrassing to say these two. It has been passed down in twists and turns for so many years, and everyone has long known about it. At that time, Xie Liangui was the prince of Xianle and practiced in Huangji Temple. This Emperor Jiguan is the royal dojo of the Xianle Kingdom, and the criteria for selecting disciples are strict. He was born in a poor family, and his father was a beheaded sinner. Such a person is not qualified to enter the emperor's extreme view, so he can only be a handyman. In the view, he cleans the Taoist room and brings tea and water to His Royal Highness. Seeing his hard work, Xie Lian asked the national teacher to make an exception to accept him as a disciple. His Royal Highness Jinkou Yuyan said that only because of his feelings was he able to enter the meditation practice and practice together with the prince. After flying up, Xie Lian also ordered his general and took him to Xianjing together.

However, after Xianle destroyed the country and Xie Lian was demoted to the world, Mu Qing did not follow him. Not only did he not follow, he didn't even say a word for him. Anyway, when the prince was gone, he was free. He found a paradise and worked hard to cultivate. In a few years, he passed the catastrophe and ascended by himself.

At the beginning, one was in the sky and the other was on the ground, and now they are one in the sky and one on the ground, but the situation of the two has completely dropped.

Here, Lingwen said: "He is very angry."

Thanks for the pity: "I guess it is too."

Lingwen said: "Let me say something else, you should take the opportunity to leave."

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

Lingwen said: "Don't you need to? I look at you all embarrassed."

Thanks for the pity: "It's okay!"

Thanks to this person, anything can be done, but death is not allowed; if there is not much, the face must be lost a lot. He has done things that are many times more embarrassing than this, and he really feels good in his heart. Who knows that everything can't be said first, he just said "it's okay", then he heard a voice growl: "Who the fuck demolished my golden temple?! Get out!!!"

With this roar, the scalps of the gods and gods in the formation were about to explode.

Although the rivers and lakes are rolling in their stomachs, they are still holding their breaths, waiting silently to hear how Xie Lian will respond to this sentence. Unexpectedly, there is no most exciting, only more exciting, Xie Lian has not opened his mouth, and the feelings are the first to speak.

He laughed twice: "Haha."

The visitor said coldly: "You can take it apart, just wait."

Mu Qing said lightly: "I didn't say it was me, don't spray people with blood."

The other party said, "Then why are you laughing? Are you sick?"

Admiration said: "Without him, what you said is funny. The person who demolished your golden temple is now in the psychic formation, you can ask yourself."

When things got to this point, Xie Lian was embarrassed to run away anyway.

He coughed dryly and said, "It's me. I'm sorry."

As soon as he made a sound, the latter was also silent.

In the ear, Lingwen voiced again: "His Royal Highness, that is Nanyang."

Thanks for the pity: "I recognize this. But he doesn't seem to recognize me."

Lingwen said: "No. He just wanders around more in the mortal world and rarely returns to Xianjing. I don't know that you have soared again."

The True Monarch of Nanyang is the god of martial arts in the southeast.

And his real name is Fengxin. Eight hundred years ago, he was the number one general under the throne of the Prince of Xianle Palace.

Fengxin is loyal and loyal. He has been his bodyguard since Xie Lian was fourteen years old. He grew up with the prince, ascended to the sky together, was demoted together, and exiled together. It's a pity that they didn't get through these 800 years together. In the end, they 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 imprecise currency conversion formula: 1 merit ≈ 18RMB

The whole article is nonsense. Don't use any existing comprehension or immortal settings. It is not a xinxing flow, nor is it a cultivating underworld, there is no cultivation process, and whether or not to fly is only a matter of the author's thoughts.