Chapter 118 Nanjia Returns to Secular Life



The two men were dumbfounded.

I just can't accept the fact that my beloved could be lively and active one second, and then be pulseless like Chi Ao the next, no different from a dead person.

Tie Er asked all the outsiders to leave and took people to the battlefield to deal with the remnants of the enemy.

Bai Muchen and Xuanyuan Mingchen each gave blood transfusions to Yan Miaoling, but it had no effect at all.

At the same time in the Heavenly Palace.

Nanga's meritorious deeds were complete, and he ascended to heaven, but he showed no sign of joy. Returning to his Red Lotus Zen room, his eyes were dull, and his heart was filled with regret. He could no longer read a single sutra, nor could he recite another Zen saying...

He just knelt on the mat in a daze.

On the surrounding walls, various Buddha statues and gods were all looking at him with smiles, as if welcoming him home.

This is where he has lived for thousands of years, from childhood to adulthood. Every flower, every blade of grass, every cup of tea is so familiar.

The coffee table, couch, bed...

There are traces of her everywhere.

He closed his eyes and lost himself in memories.

The hand touched the rosary beads but did not move for a long time. The red lotus hairpin looked even more seductive because of its owner's sorrow.

If he hadn't been tempted, how could he have been tempted and ruined his cultivation? At that moment, he was tempted. That's why he experienced this life.

I thought we would just miss each other and be well.

Unexpectedly, she once again broke into his world, his life. The so-called tribulation did not make his heart colder, but instead made it deeper and stronger.

he...

“Bang!”

The rosary in his hand broke, and he opened his eyes. Joy filled his eyes. Did this mean that he should go find her?

He should go find her!!

Nanjia suddenly stood up and rushed out of the hall like a fool. He walked to his master's main hall of Hunyuan Palace, knelt in front of the crystal coffin, and said, "Master, I want to go to the lower world!"

The old monk slowly opened his eyes and asked, "What did you say?"

Nanjia made countless excuses, but still couldn't convince his master to send him down. The old monk felt it was unnecessary. "Your merits have already been fulfilled. There's no need to return to the human world to convert people. If you want to convert someone, the Marshal Palace's Roaring Sky Dog, having been through the human world, still has some uncontrolled animal instincts. Go ahead and try to convert it."

"Master!" Nanjia's expression froze. His master knew the Empress's fate as well as he did, and Nanjia couldn't believe that his master didn't understand his true meaning.

The old monk seemed tired and waved his hand, "Go~"

Nanjia begged for a long time, but the old monk ignored him.

Nanjia walked out of the hall in a daze, thinking to himself, if the master doesn't help, how will he go to the mortal world?

The human world and the heavenly world are different, and gods and Buddhas cannot go down there just because they want to. If they have not violated the heavenly rules and been banished by the Emperor of Heaven, they can only ask the gods for help to send them down.

Otherwise, the immortals would be in chaos!

Nanjia raised her hand and placed it on the jade pillar of the golden corridor. Her beautiful eyes stared at the misty clouds below. It was the first time she had ever thought of returning to the human world.

I happened to see two junior brothers holding the palace treasure - the magic mirror, observing the various aspects of human life...

He rushed forward. After a few complex incantations, the Transformation Mirror began to play, like a movie, the events of the two hours or so since he returned to Heaven and the month or so that had passed on Earth.

To be precise, it was what happened to Yan Miaoling.

After hearing about his passing, she left his Imperial Master's Mansion in shock, and later helped Lan Shang deal with the mess of the Great Zhao Emperor, and then...

He covered the Transformation Mirror with his hand and looked at Xuan Xiu behind him with some caution. Xuan Zhen said, "You are too young to use this treasure. Go and practice meditation."

There was no other way. Apart from the master, the eldest brother was the most powerful person in the palace. Xuan Xiu and Xuan Zhen both walked away with a frown.

The figure gradually walked away, but the gossip was heard clearly by Nanjia, who had cultivated to a high level...

"Why is Senior Brother staring at a mortal woman..."

"Hush~, I suspect that woman went to the temple to ask him to interpret her fortune but it didn't work, so she wants to settle the score with him. Hehe~!"

"Nonsense! She's surrounded by so many handsome men, how could she think of a monk..."

You are really bringing up something that is not related to the topic.

Nanjia's hands, hidden in his sleeves, were clenched tightly. It felt like someone had stolen something that belonged to him. His desire to leave grew stronger.

Keep watching, and then...

Oh no, there is trouble in the North.

Then, Prince Cole was seriously injured, and beside him was...

I just happened to see Yan Miaoling crying anxiously.

Nanjia was extremely panicked, with a frown on his face.

He stood up, made some divination gestures, and floated to the Marshal's Palace to find Roaring Sky Dog.

Do you think he came here to follow his master's instructions and convert Roaring Sky Dog? Not at all. He quietly walked over to Roaring Sky Dog's food bowl and, with lightning speed, stole the few pieces of meat in it.

Xiaotian Dog was sleeping soundly with his ears drooping, but he immediately opened his eyes when he felt the airflow.

Then, their eyes met, feeling extremely awkward.

Roaring Sky Dog saw the Supreme God appear, not daring to neglect him, and immediately transformed into a human form. He was a middle-aged man with a small mustache, and he smiled and bowed, "Immortal, are you here to see our Lord Erlang? It's a pity that he's out visiting friends today..." He wasn't there.

"Hey, hey!" Before he could finish his words, the cold and noble monk in front of him ran away.

Roaring Sky Dog glanced at the food bowl and exclaimed, "Oh my god, the meat is gone!!!"

It transformed into a dog again and ran away...

Chasing someone.

With my limited intelligence, I couldn't understand why a vegetarian monk would steal his own meat.

The situation is this: almost all the gods, Buddhas, and saints in heaven are practicing fasting. Even if they do eat, they only consume fresh fruit, nectar, or spiritual energy.

No meat or fish is allowed.

As for Xiaotian Dog, having accompanied Erlang Shen on his journey to the mortal realm, he had become somewhat mortal and had rekindled his love for meat. The Emperor of Heaven, grateful for its mission, granted it special permission, similar to drug withdrawal, to reduce its daily intake of meat and gradually return to a vegetarian diet.

Therefore, if you ask where to find meat in the entire Heaven, it must be here with Roaring Sky Dog.

What exactly did Nanga intend to do with the stolen meat?

He turned several corners, and when he felt that Roaring Sky Dog could no longer catch him, he suddenly stopped. Hiding in the dark, he tore off a piece of meat, and, suppressing his nausea, slowly put it into his mouth.

He began to retch.

But in order to break the rules of heaven and be demoted, he could only endure the pain and continue eating...

vomit...

For a Buddhist who had abstained from meat for over ten thousand years, stealing meat was truly a torture. After repeated attempts, he finally managed to eat a little. He looked up at the sky, but saw no sign of divine punishment.

He was desperate!

The Transfiguration Mirror opens, and then...

When he saw Yan Miaoling fainted and was judged dead by Bai Muchen, he went crazy.

He ignored everything else and roared to the sky, "I want to return to secular life! I, the Red Lotus Saint Envoy, want to return to secular life!"

These words made the Emperor of Heaven rage. Good, good, very good. This was his good nephew, a good-for-nothing. He flicked his sleeves and brought out a holy light. "Okay, I will grant your wish!"

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