Chapter 31: Stealing Incense Fire, Bodhisattva Body

The next morning, just as the sky was getting bright, Ning Xuan was already lying on a soft and fragrant bed.

Every inch of his flesh and blood that had once been gnawed by demons was now stained with the fragrance of rouge.

In the wind outside the window, there was also the fragrance of rouge.

Ning Xuan was in a good mood. He felt that every inch of his muscles was in a state of pleasure.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

The person knocking on the door had very light footsteps, and the knock was also very slow.

Ning Xuan said, “Come in.”

Xiao Jie came in.

She hung her head with a tearful face, and the tips of her embroidered shoes moved forward quickly, stopping a foot away from the bed.

Without opening his eyes, Ning Xuan said, “I heard a lot of stories yesterday. Are you going to tell me a story too?”

Last night, he was at the Chenxiang Pavilion. The courtesans in the pavilion naturally knew who this young master was, so someone started chatting with Ning Xuan about their past, hoping that this young master would take pity on them and be able to take them on a “class promotion.”

So, Ning Xuan heard a lot of tragic stories and also drank a lot of good wine with the young ladies.

Ordering good wine was all on the young ladies.

The young ladies got extra money.

This was what he called a “gentle village with wine, stories, and red sleeves adding fragrance.”

Xiao Jie cried, “The young master asked me to buy a mansion close to the Kushan Zen Monastery, but I… I searched for a long time and couldn’t find one. I could only buy it here. Please forgive me, young master.”

Last night, Ning Xuan had gone to the Chenxiang Pavilion, while Xiao Jie had gone to buy a mansion overnight.

Then, Xiao Jie had bought the mansion opposite the Chenxiang Pavilion with the best lighting, the most beautiful style, and the largest area.

“You.”

Ning Xuan sighed and said, “Forget it, forget it. This house is only three streets away from the Kushan Zen Monastery in Wangyue Prefecture. It’s already very close.”

The tearful look on Xiao Jie’s face instantly disappeared, and then she nodded heavily and said, “It is indeed very close!”

Neither of them mentioned that this mansion was right opposite the Chenxiang Pavilion.

Ning Xuan instructed again, “Find some time to have someone bring all my horses, dogs, chickens, and those treasures.”

Xiao Jie replied, “Yes.”

Then she turned and left.

She was very sensible and would not go looking for trouble after the young master returned from playing at the Chenxiang Pavilion.

Ning Xuan looked at her back.

Speaking of which, there were really few women who could compare to Xiao Jie.

Not only was she sensible and good at doing things, but she was also very light…

She was not heavy in his arms, and her head did not press down on the pillow. She was just like a delicate and exquisite young swallow, truly a beauty of a generation.

In addition to the chance encounter at the gate of the Kushan Zen Monastery that day…

It seemed that Xiao Jie also owed him a story.

The new mansion was extremely quiet.

Besides the smell of rouge, there was also the fragrance of flowers and water;

Besides the sound of the wind, there was also the sound of wind chimes.

The very noisy wind chimes were Xiao Jie’s favorite.

Like a female beast announcing her territorial sovereignty, she would hang the wind chimes on the eaves as long as the young master did not object.

Once there was wind, the sound of the wind chimes was like the waves of the vast sea, very noisy.

Ning Xuan liked this kind of noise.

Noise was always better than the dead silence of the black moon and white sun world.

Noise and vulgarity were what he liked.

However, after Xiao Jie had walked far away, he still forced himself to sit up and then took out the small box he had brought last night.

He had not brought anything extra when he left the Ning residence, only this small box.

Now, he opened it.

Inside the box lay four Bodhisattva statues.

One was from the bear demon, and the other three were found in Manfeng Mountain.

The demon was gone, but the Bodhisattva was still there. He said he wanted to take a look, so Chou Nu gave them to him.

The four Bodhisattvas were of the same appearance, and even the Bodhisattva shell that the Incense-Stealing Mouse had shown that day was of the same appearance.

The whole body was as clear as pure water, the Buddha’s head had snail-like hair like a green lotus, the face was like a full moon, with a white tuft of hair between the eyebrows, the eyes were looking down, and the lips had a smile, majestic and compassionate.

Ning Xuan thought of what the third king of the bear demons had said before, “good incense, a sincere heart, and a strong body, only then can one get a response from the Bodhisattva.” With a thought, he summoned the [Incense-Stealing Mouse].

The great increase in his spiritual attribute and the existence of the innate demonic art “Incense-Stealing Art” made him see the Bodhisattva not as a Bodhisattva, but as a treasure outline made of a jade statue wrapped in氤氲 (yīnyūn – dense) incense fire…

There was a brocade kasaya, a yin wind banner, and the treasures of the monkey and sheep…

He stared at the Bodhisattva statue, and suddenly raised his hand and slowly pressed down, at the same time circulating the “Incense-Stealing Art.”

He did not burn incense,

He wanted to steal incense.

He was still a little nervous in his heart.

After all, he didn’t know if these Bodhisattva statues had any other mysteries.

But if the Incense-Stealing Mouse could steal it, could he not?

In the Bodhisattva statue, the outline of the treasure began to blur. As the first wisp of incense fire was absorbed, the subsequent ones also came towards Ning Xuan like unraveling a cocoon, spreading forward along his five fingers.

An incense stick’s time later, the incense fire treasure outline in the first Bodhisattva statue was completely exhausted.

Ning Xuan felt some strange power in his body. This power was like a thin mist, lingering and wandering around his body.

This was the power of incense fire.

He had not been able to use those treasures, but he had absorbed all the incense fire that formed the outline of the treasures.

He clenched his five fingers, and the incense fire circulated as he wished, and soon formed a huge golden palm outside his body. This palm was bigger than him, just like the Bodhisattva he had seen that day.

Ning Xuan stopped when he was ahead and did not absorb any more, but put away the remaining three Bodhisattva statues.

He wanted to wait and see.

A few more days passed.

Ning Xuan’s days and nights were reversed.

During the day, he would return to the mansion yawning.

The mansion was a little more lively, because Xiao Jie had hired a few maids.

But it was only a little, because there were only a few more maids in the mansion.

“Has anyone come to look for me?”

Although it was obvious at a glance, Ning Xuan still asked casually.

Xiao Jie shook her head and said, “Not a single one.”

Ning Xuan was not surprised.

Although this amount of time was enough for those who should know to know about the “Young Master of the Ning family,” but… they were still waiting for the dust to settle.

Once it settled, either the people would leave and the tea would get cold, colder than now;

Or the place would be bustling with activity, and the masters from all over would come to find him, breaking down the threshold.

Right! It was to find him, not Old Master Ning.

He… would become the new Old Master Ning, and in some ways, even tougher than Old Master Ning.

The imperial court was wary of a high-ranking official in a region, because these high-ranking officials had gathered a large number of loyal subordinates through dragon qi, so they could not be passed down for more than two generations; but the imperial court was obviously not wary of this kind of martial artist who was not related to dragon qi, could cooperate with the Heavenly Master, and could guard the mountains and rivers for a long time.

The imperial court was not stingy in giving such “special talents” some real power.

Ning Xuan went to a secret room that had been cleared out for his cultivation.

The secret room was very large, more than ten zhang in length and width.

Ning Xuan clenched his five fingers, and the ten-zhang-long golden palm reappeared outside his body. This was the power of incense fire.

After these few days of simple testing, he found that this incense fire had no side effects.

He took out the remaining three Bodhisattva statues and began to absorb them one by one.

Half an hour later…

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

The three Bodhisattva statues were also thrown away by him.

With a thought, a bright golden Bodhisattva gradually expanded outside his body, with a green lotus snail-like hair, a face like a full moon, and a white tuft of hair between its eyebrows.

He hunched his back, and his whole body was in a prostrate posture, so that he could be fully stuffed into this ant-hole-like cultivation secret room without breaking it.