I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

Two days later, Jiang Tianlu arrived at a stronghold of the Painted Skin Pavilion in Sang Country.

And the one who greeted him was a beautiful young woman named "Wuxiang".

Chapter 153: Careless Sanren

The name Wuxiang is not something that can be chosen casually, especially since she is a disciple of the Painted Skin Pavilion.

Jiang Tianlu carefully looked at the beautiful young woman in front of him, and the more he looked, the more subtle his expression became.

"Senior Jiang?"

Wuxiang felt his whole body go hairy from being stared at by Jiang Tianlu, and couldn't help but let out a weak cry.

"Haha, the Thousand Faces Pavilion Master really has some wonderful ideas."

Jiang Tianlu exclaimed: "Although this method cannot immediately unleash the power of the Demon Lord's body, it is safer. When you enter the realm of immortality in the future, even the two from the Netherworld White Bone Sect will not be your opponents. By then, you may be able to lead the Painted Skin Pavilion back to its peak."

This is not entirely a compliment, but it is only possible under the most ideal circumstances.

Apart from anything else, Wuxiang's current cultivation level...

“Alas, I, the younger generation, also want to revitalize the sect, but now I haven’t even reached the threshold of upgrading, let alone immortality.” Wuxiang said dejectedly.

Wuxiang was depressed, but Jiang Tianlu was in a good mood.

After all, how could he really want to see the Painted Skin Pavilion return to its peak? The lower the cultivation level of the young man in front of him, the better.

"Where is the Thousand Faces Pavilion Master?"

After chatting with Wuxiang for a few more words, Jiang Tianlu waited and waited but Qianmian still didn't show up, so he couldn't help but ask curiously.

When an immortal of the same level comes to visit, why does Qianmian always let a junior accompany him?

"My master is still in seclusion. I'm afraid he won't be able to come out to meet you this time. Please forgive me, senior."

Wu Xiang emphasized: "It's not that I just started the retreat yesterday, but I have been in retreat for more than a month."

Oh?

Glancing at Wuxiang, Jiang Tianlu said with a half-smile, "Zhao State has beautiful scenery. Why did you come here to retreat when you were not in Zhao State?"

"If there is a flash of inspiration from somewhere, my master will immediately go into seclusion no matter where he is."

Wu Xiang said seriously, "It's really unfortunate that you came here, but when my master finishes his retreat and knows that Senior Jiang came to visit him in person, he will definitely go to the Brahma Sect to have a chat with you."

It’s hard to say whether this is true or false, but Jiang Tianlu is quite satisfied with Wuxiang’s attitude.

He didn't come here to get to the bottom of Qianmian this time, he just wanted to keep his distance from her.

"I've heard for a long time that the human skin masks made by Huapi Pavilion are so realistic that they can be mistaken for real ones."

Jiang Tianlu suddenly changed the subject: "I wonder if I will be lucky enough to meet you today?"

"Haha, what kind do you want, senior? I have pretty good craftsmanship, so I'll make one for you right now."

"Can you make a common face that can't be seen in a crowd?" Jiang Tianlu asked with a smile.

"A piece of cake!"

.............

Inside the palace, a group of wizards who had not yet left were holding a prayer meeting for the unconscious King Sang.

Tangtang is also among them, and is the leader at the front.

"May the Buddha and Bodhisattva bless King Sang to wake up quickly, wake up quickly."

Tangtang muttered a few words and then became dazed for a while, then muttered a few more words.

The main reason was that she felt that this prayer meeting was useless. If the queen hadn't repeatedly requested her to do so, the little girl wouldn't have wanted to sit there stupidly at the door.

Suddenly someone walked past her. The only person who could appear here at this time was either the queen or a commoner who had taken down the king's edict and came to rescue King Sang.

Tangtang raised her head and made eye contact with a common face.

"..."

After looking at his forehead and focusing on his heart, the little girl asked curiously, "Can you also read his mind?"

Jiang Tianlu's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled and said, "It's not telepathy, it's just that he used a secret method to store the heart somewhere else, so that there is one less vital point."

“So that’s how it is.” The little girl nodded and continued to pray for Buddha’s blessing.

Jiang Tianlu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If he had not met this Master Tangtang before, he would have been exposed before he even met King Sang!

"Shanren, this is Master Tangtang." The queen reminded in a low voice.

She would test the abilities of every civilian who revealed the king's list in advance. After confirming that they were not frauds, she would personally bring them to the king's residence to start treatment.

The man beside him who called himself "Wuxin Sanren" was the most capable one among all those who took down the king's list!

"I've long heard of you"

Jiang Tianlu shifted his gaze and walked quickly into the room.

..............

He took out a talisman, soaked it in tea, and then solemnly handed it to the queen.

This Fu Jiang Tian Lu has not been tampered with and has no significant effect. It is only used to lead to the next step.

"Sanren, why hasn't the king woken up yet?"

She first gave the tea to the guards to try, and only gave it to her own husband after seeing that there was no problem. After waiting for a long time, the queen could not help but ask in disappointment.

Previously, those seriously ill patients showed immediate improvement after drinking the "Talisman Tea" brewed by Wuxin Sanren, but why did the king have no reaction at all?

"Your Majesty, this disease is difficult to cure."

Jiang Tianlu pretended to sigh and slowly took out a stick of incense from his arms.

"There is an extraordinary measure, but it depends on whether Her Majesty the Queen is willing to do it."

"What extraordinary measures?" The queen suddenly became alert.

"Light this incense and place a 'resurrection seal' on the king's forehead." Jiang Tianlu calmly handed the incense in his hand to the queen, and vowed: "After activating the resurrection seal, the king will definitely wake up. If he still doesn't wake up, Your Highness can punish me."

The prince was only a little kid, and the queen was weak, so they were unable to control the situation for long.

If King Sang continues to sleep like this, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Just a tap on the forehead?" If just a slight burn was enough to wake her husband up, the queen could totally accept this price.

"Great, just click it!"

Without any delay, the queen lit some incense on the spot and pressed hard on King Sang's forehead.

"what--"

At one point, King Sang suddenly sat up from the bed.

"Hot, hot—"

Upon hearing this, the maid hurriedly brought over a basin of water.

The queen dipped some water and carefully placed it on her husband's forehead.

After doing all this, suddenly, tears fell from her eyes.

..............

"Queen, has anyone bullied you?"

When King Sang noticed his wife crying, he stopped crying out in pain and quickly took her hand and asked her anxiously.

"Your Majesty, do you know how long you have been in a coma? If it weren't for the group of mages praying for you day and night, and if it weren't for this Wuxin Sanren's miraculous rescue, I, I was really afraid that you would never wake up."

What does this have to do with those monks outside?

Even if Jiang Tianlu had evil intentions and didn't care about any credit at all, he was still very unhappy to hear this.

"The mages have worked so hard. I will thank them later."

Turning his gaze to the common-looking man in the room, King Sang asked in a gentle voice, "Are you Wuxin Sanren? What reward do you want for saving me this time?"

"I don't ask for anything else. I just hope that Your Majesty can find out the cause of the fire in Honglian Temple as soon as possible and give peace of mind to the people of Sang Kingdom." Jiang Tianlu said solemnly.

Chapter 154 Shocking

Prince Sang's face suddenly turned very ugly. He instinctively rejected all news about the Red Lotus Temple, but now someone openly proposed to conduct an investigation.

There was no response for a long time, and King Sang's face looked extremely ugly.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Tianlu understood this person's mentality. It was not complicated at all, it was simply fear!

Since there is a demon powerful enough to kill Master Honglian in Honglian Temple, it seems that it will not be difficult for it to break into the palace and massacre the royal family as long as it is willing.

If that day really comes, who will be able to protect me, Master Tangtang or the monks outside?

You must know that Master Honglian is the one recognized as the most accomplished cultivator in Sang Country. If even he was defeated, others would definitely not be his match.

If you can't solve the problem, then you can only avoid it.

so......

"It was just a fire. Unfortunately, the master died in the flames. There is nothing to investigate."

King Sang lay down again, and said in a gloomy tone: "Please leave first, I am tired."

Jiang Tianlu really wanted to tell him not to worry, as long as the Sang Kingdom's national destiny remained, even an immortal like himself would not be able to murder him.

But that cannot be said, because the unspoken rule of the cultivation world is that these kings cannot be allowed to recognize their own uniqueness.

The only solution now is to help that Tangtang Mage.

"I have met Master Honglian once. He is well versed in Buddhism and has achieved great accomplishments. The most amazing thing is that he has 999 Buddha lights protecting him, which makes all evil retreat. He is like an Arhat from heaven walking on earth."

After boasting for a while, Jiang Tianlu changed the subject: "But after meeting Master Tangtang today, I realized that there are always people better than you."

................

King Sang, who was already very impatient, suddenly brightened up his eyes after hearing this.

"Sanren, are you saying that Master Tangtang's magic power is higher than Master Honglian's?"

"Not bad!"

Without the blessings of the Three Red Lotus Buddhas and their vows, Red Lotus would indeed be no match for Master Tangtang.

"..."

Even with the help of the Three Red Lotus Buddhas, it is hard to say who will win or lose unless the duel takes place in the Red Lotus Temple.

The little girl herself is an upgraded being, and the white bone relics she cultivated are even more extraordinary. When the two are combined, her magic power is dozens of times that of an ordinary upgraded being!

Thinking of this, Jiang Tianlu's eyelids couldn't help but twitch.

Such a powerful ascender can be considered a candidate for immortality, but she seems to be only six or seven years old now, which is outrageous.

"Master Tangtang is still young. It's impossible for him to have more magical powers than Master Honglian who has practiced Buddhism for many years, right?" said the queen with a frown.

She felt that the random person in front of her was praising the Mage Tangtang too much. Sometimes being praised too much might not be a good thing.

"Haha, I'm afraid the king and His Highness won't believe it. The combined power of all the mages out there isn't even half of Master Tangtang's."

Jiang Tianlu made a gesture of invitation: "Please move aside, both of you nobles, and let me try. It will soon be clear who is stronger and who is weaker."

The queen hesitated for a moment, but King Sang got off the bed and asked, "How do you want to try, Sanren?"

Jiang Tianlu smiled without saying a word, and pushed the door open first.

When King Sang quickly caught up, he shook his sleeves at the monks who were sitting cross-legged and praying outside.

A gust of wind blew by, and those with shallow cultivation rolled on the ground screaming.

The few that were promoted were blown all over the place and their image was completely ruined.

Only a relic on Tangtang's head flew out, resisting the tremendous magic power contained in the strong wind, allowing the little girl to continue sitting on the ground in a daze.

................

"This this......"

King Sang stuttered and was unable to speak. The level of cultivation displayed by Wuxin Sanren was truly astounding!