My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

He waved his folding fan and walked with leisurely steps, slowly blending into the bustling crowds of Chang'an.

He left behind only a dashing silhouette.

"Is firsthand experience...the most reliable way to know?"

The Bodhisattva of Descending Karma stared blankly at Ning Xiu's departing figure, repeatedly chewing on those words.

He picked up his staff from the ground and slowly stood up.

At this moment, he was no longer the aloof and powerful Bodhisattva in the Nascent Soul stage.

He felt like a newborn baby, filled with awe and curiosity about this world called the Tang Dynasty.

He decided to stay.

He wants to find his own "path" in this place free from suffering.

The next morning.

Sunlight shone on the giant pink cat paw building at the end of Suzaku Avenue, a building with an incredibly peculiar design.

Outside the headquarters of the Holy Flame Meow Meow Cult.

Today is another lively and extraordinary day.

Princess Jinyang of the Tang Dynasty, and the supreme leader of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult, Si Zi.

He was sitting in a grand chair by the front door, holding a half-eaten candied hawthorn.

He watched the crowd queuing below with great interest.

Today is the day that the Meow Meow Cult is publicly recruiting "logistics assistants".

Although it was just a menial job involving sweeping and taking out the trash.

But in the eyes of the common people of the Tang Dynasty, this was a legitimate royal religious organization! It included room and board, as well as five social insurances and one housing fund!

The Bodhisattva of Subduing Karma had now changed out of his tattered monk's robes.

He spent a small piece of silver to buy a simple gray short-sleeved shirt on the street.

He wrapped the bald head in a cloth.

He mingled in the queue, looking like any ordinary, down-on-his-luck middle-aged man.

His pseudonym was: Jiangye.

The procession moved forward slowly.

Soon, it was the Bodhisattva's turn.

The person in charge of the interview was not King Qin Li Chen, but the leader of the sect, Si Zi, who personally took charge.

"Uncle, what's your name?"

Sizi took a bite of the candied hawthorn, her big eyes blinking as she looked at the somewhat dull-looking man in front of her.

"Reporting to the Master, my name is Jiangye."

The Bodhisattva put his hands together, instinctively wanting to perform a Buddhist salute, but quickly changed it to a fist salute.

"I wish to come to your esteemed sect to seek a position."

"Uncle Jiangye, what can you do?"

Sizi tilted her little head and asked in a childish voice.

"Can you break a boulder with your chest? Or can you fly through the sky on a sword?"

The Bodhisattva paused for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.

He has now sealed his cultivation, and apart from having a slightly stronger physical body, he really can't cast any spells.

Even if he could use it, he wouldn't dare to casually use Buddhist supernatural powers in the heart of the Tang Dynasty.

"I...I know nothing."

The Bodhisattva answered honestly, a hint of melancholy in his voice.

"I only know how to sweep. If the leader doesn't mind, I'm willing to clean the courtyard for the cult, I ask for nothing more."

Upon hearing this, the other cultivators at the back of the line burst into laughter.

"You know absolutely nothing and dare to apply for a job at the Royal Cult? Uncle, you should just go back to the West Market and work as a porter!"

Just when the Bodhisattva thought he would be driven away.

"OK!"

Sizi clapped her little hands happily, her eyes sparkling.

"Our cult's courtyard is huge, and we're just about short of a cleaning uncle!"

The little girl jumped off the armchair.

She took out a pink-wrapped milk candy from the small cloth bag she carried with her.

Then, quite naturally, it was placed into the calloused palm of the Bodhisattva of Subduing Karma.

"Uncle Jiangye, from today onwards, you are the Chief Sweeping Ambassador of our Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult!"

Sizi tilted her little face up and gave him a bright smile that was pure and innocent to the extreme.

"Here, have this candy, it's very sweet!"

The Bodhisattva of Descending Karma stared blankly at the pink candy in his palm.

Then I looked at the little girl in front of me with a smile as bright as the sun.

A strange, indescribable feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

No conditions were set.

He was not asked to give up his faith.

He was not made to kneel and worship.

It was just a simple candy and a pure smile.

"Thank you... thank you, Master."

For some reason, the Bodhisattva's eyes suddenly felt a little sore.

He unwrapped the candy and put the candy in his mouth.

So sweet.

The rich, milky aroma traveled along his taste buds, sweetening the depths of his already cracked heart.

This was a kind of simple beauty belonging to the mortal world that he had never experienced in his thousands of years of Buddhist practice.

soon.

The Bodhisattva of Descending Karma changed into the pink work uniform uniform issued by the Meow Meow Cult.

Holding a large broom, he officially began his career as a "sweeping monk" in the Tang Dynasty.

And when he first stepped into the backyard of the main altar.

This knowledgeable Bodhisattva at the Nascent Soul stage was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

On the left side of the courtyard, a dozen or so golden core stage tigers, wearing pink bows, were lying on the ground sunbathing with their paws in the air.

On the right side of the courtyard, several terrifyingly powerful iron-eating beasts were lined up, waiting for the cat-eared girls to distribute clean bamboo shoots to them.

Is this some kind of immortal cultivation cult?

This is clearly a magical garden of ten thousand demons!

"Meow~"

The largest tiger came over, rubbed against the Bodhisattva's trouser leg, and let out a coquettish meow.

The Bodhisattva of Subduing Karma, holding a broom, was completely disheveled in the wind.

He suddenly realized that the waters of the Tang Dynasty were even more unfathomable than he had imagined.

Every person and every demon here exudes an eerie yet harmonious energy that defies expectations.

"Ami... never mind."

The Bodhisattva shook his head and forcibly swallowed the Buddhist chant that was on the tip of his tongue.

He lowered his head and began to carefully sweep the fallen leaves off the bluestone slab.

Single-minded, one stroke after another.

While sweeping, I listened to the purring of the big cats in the yard and the playful noises of the cat-eared girls.

His broken Buddhist heart found an unprecedented peace at that moment.

The Bodhisattva lived a peaceful and fulfilling life in the Tang Dynasty.

But this tranquility did not last long.

……

On the other side of the starry sky, hundreds of millions of miles away from the Tang Dynasty.

The Western Buddhist Kingdom, Little Thunder Temple.

This is a magnificent sacred place suspended above golden auspicious clouds.

Inside the Mahavira Hall.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like it was about to burst into flames.

"Bang!"

A giant golden Buddha hand slammed down on the armrest of the throne.

"Outrageous! Utterly outrageous!"

A Vajra Arhat, radiating terrifying pressure from the Nascent Soul stage, glared angrily.

His roar shattered the very air within the hall.

"Senior Brother Jiangye went to that heretical Tang Dynasty to gather intelligence, but there has been no news of him since. Even his natal soul lamp has become dim and lifeless!"

"It must have been those demons from the Tang Dynasty who ambushed Senior Brother Jiangye!"

The one who spoke was none other than the most hot-tempered and decisive Arhat in the Little Thunderclap Temple—the Dragon-Taming Arhat!

And beside him.

Another statue is of a majestic figure, resembling a mountain, with a string of enormous skull prayer beads around its neck, depicting a tiger-taming Arhat.

His face was also full of menacing aura.

"The Buddha is in seclusion. But how can the dignity of our Buddhist sect be trampled upon by a mere mortal dynasty!"

The Arhat Subduing Tiger slammed his fists together, unleashing a deafening thunderous roar.

"Isn't the Tang Dynasty protected by the boundary barrier of the Heavenly Rift?"

"Senior brother, let's join forces today!"

"At all costs, forcibly tear through the void and descend upon the capital of the Tang Dynasty!"

The Arhat Subduing Dragon's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he nodded heavily.

"good!"

"We've found Senior Brother Jiangye's whereabouts. If anything has happened to him..."

"I will turn the capital of the Great Tang Dynasty into a boundless sea of ​​blood, using the lives of millions of mortals to quell the wrath of my Buddhist sect!"

Boom!

The two peak Arhats at the early stage of Nascent Soul simultaneously transformed into two dazzling golden meteors.

With a terrifying killing intent powerful enough to destroy a small world, it directly broke through the protective formation of the Little Thunderclap Temple.

Heading towards the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

With the most ruthless and violent force, it tore through the starry sky and sped away!