My Sister is Tianzun

"Lao Wu, your face is red this time. It seems that you have tasted a lot of Yuan Yin when you go out for a tour."

Wu Teng was boasted by his colleagues in the general altar of the State Church of the State of Zhou.

"Three hundred yuan yin is still not enough? How much do you want? Be careful that you are taken by a cultivator."

Several people gagped and laughed wildly.

Zhou State, although mortals are excessive, but the royal family is a man of repairs. The state religion is the foundation for them to dominate the people.

People have greed.

People who can't eat enough want to live a rich life, but they want power. But no matter who it is, in the face of longevity, there is no way to escape the temptation.

As long as people's greed persists, then these people will be restrained by the eternal art of the state religion. People believed in the state religion, and Zhou Guo took the state religion as the foundation and made his rule deeply rooted.

This time, Wu Teng was only one of the six inspectors sent by the General Altar Meritorious Service.

Wuteng is not a human being, and the body is indeed made from a ten thousand year old Wuteng. But he cultivated his mind by planting spirits, but cultivation is an evil way.

Take the girl's Yuan Yin as the source to improve the cultivation.

Xiaoyu, only because of her appearance is too beautiful, will be brutally murdered.

In the capital of Zhou Guoguo, Chen Ze and Meng Huan were walking on the street. Seeing the prosperity here, Meng Huan couldn’t help but sigh, “Our ordinary citizens are hungry and cold and hungry in the distant mountains, but the people here are full of luxury and luxury. Excessiveness."

"This gap between the rich and the poor can never be eliminated. The fundamental cause of this system is the system and the people. The same is an ordinary person. Some people are hardworking, and although they are not rich, they can still feed themselves. Some people are born rich, but they end up in the end. Poor end." Chen Ze said.

"Brother Chen, when are we going to the main altar? When I get here, I feel that it is difficult to suppress the anger in my heart. I think of Xiaoyu lying in the cold underground with the villagers, while the culprit is enjoying the glory and wealth here. , I can't help it."

Chen Ze comforted him, "So I asked you to seek revenge before I got here. You have to restrain and temper. After this war, you are likely to become a public enemy. Because you overturned the Zhou Guoguo in the Wanmin envelope. Moreover, the division of forces is always hierarchical, and Zhou Guo is just a puppet for monks to dominate the mortal world, and any family can do it.

What we will face in the future is the true immortal cultivator. They have strong combat power and unmatched forces. "

Meng Huan looked at Chen Ze with some surprise, "I didn't think so much, I just wanted revenge."

Chen Ze is speechless, and there are disadvantages to innocence in his mind.

There seemed to be no factor that could stop what Meng Huan had recognized.

"Ninja! Go, I'll take you to have fun first."

Chen Ze is really annoying, at least for Meng Huan at this time.

He wants revenge!

For ten days, Chen Ze took him around Zhou Guoguo and enjoyed the most extravagant and most distracting life.

This is Chen Ze's training for him, and it is a test of will.

Ten days later.

Chen Ze said to Meng Huan, "Do you still want revenge now?"

"think!"

Chen Ze reminded him: "You have to know that once you do it, you will be parted from this kind of life for a long time in the future, you will be chased and killed, and you will live in fear every day."

"I'm not afraid, I want revenge. Brother Chen, let me do it," he said.

Chen Ze nodded: "Okay, you go."

Meng Huan became excited after hearing this, "Thank you very much."

It’s not hard to find where the National Religious Altar is.

The gate of the National Religious Altar is magnificent and magnificent. What is ridiculous is that in the alleys off this street, there are not many people who starve to death, freeze to death, or die of illness every day.

"Stop, this is the main altar of the National Religion. Pray to divide the altar." The National Religionist guarding the door scolded.

Although Meng Huan's hatred has not diminished during these days, his mind has accumulated a lot, and said: "I want to know, is there a person named Wu Teng here?"

"Bold! How can you call the name of Master Wu Xian directly. Now you are punished to kneel at the front of the door for three days, and kowtow a thousand times a day!"

boom!

He blasted out with a palm, and the person was directly beaten and disappeared.

The other three gatekeepers were shocked when they looked at them, "You...what are you! How dare you come to the National Church to make trouble!"

Without a word, Meng Huan walked inward step by step.

Chen Ze didn't stop after looking at it from a distance, at least when he found here with Meng Huan, the people in the National Religious Altar were already doomed to end like this.

Regardless of whether they are innocent or not, what they want is to maintain the dignity and reputation of the state religion. And Meng Huan, as long as revenge, kill!

"It's not good, someone called the door, go and notify the head teacher!"

A cultist shouted.

Meng Huan didn't stop him, he was not afraid of being discovered, because Chen Ze told him that there was no one against him in Zhou. No matter how shallow his cultivation base is, he can still be crushed by brute force.

"What are you yelling, who is calling?" a deacon shouted.

"Return to the deacon, someone hit us and killed someone."

Yep?

After hearing this, the deacon frowned: "Who is such a bold person, is it a member of the national religion of another country? But if you find a problem like this, you usually have to submit a letter of credence first."

When he was puzzled, Meng Huan had already walked in. The deacon saw him in a fur coat, clearly dressed as a wild hunter, and concluded that he was not from another country.

"Who are you? You dare to kill people in the National Religious Forum. This is looking for death!" he shouted.

Meng Huan looked at him and said, "I only look for Wuteng. Those who stop me, die!"

Uten?

"How can you see Elder Wu, die!"

Naturally, the deacon wanted to take care of Meng Huan by himself, but he jumped and, half a foot in front of Meng Huan's body, his palm Jin was automatically shaken away by the protective body's zhenqi.

how come……

With a wave of Meng Huan's hand, this person was beheaded by a powerful palm, and the body was broken everywhere.

This moment, completely alarmed the National Religious Forum.

Someone killed people here, and also killed a deacon.

Although the deacons are ranked below the elders, they are also the third-level powers and dominate the followers of one party.

The cultivation base is not too low, and he was killed in the general altar.

Soon the elders of the State Church came out, one by one, they weren't too old, but they were definitely not young.

The headed old man asked coldly: "Your Excellency came to my Zhou State Religion General Altar to kill, why did you intend to kill?"

"Don't put a hat on me, you are admired by the people, but you are doing things that are ridiculous. Defile the young girl, destroy the reputation of others, and kill how many people?" Meng Huan said.

"That's what they are willing to do with you!" said an elder.

Meng Huan looked at him indifferently, and the murderous intent of the shot went directly into the soul of this man, making him shiver, almost kneeling there.

"My wife was forced to death, and my relatives and villagers were slaughtered. How can I be willing to do so. I would like to ask again, where is Wu Teng?"

He shouted, Wu Teng in the crowd changed his face greatly in fright, and wanted to turn around and escape, but Chen Ze had already set a space barrier here, and the Wu Teng rising up into the sky slammed directly on it, and then fell down.

Meng Huan grabbed him with a big hand when he saw it, and took him directly in his hand.

"You...you are the one who assassinated me!"

Meng Huan's eyes were bloodshot, and her voice became trembling: "Hey, when you think about it, then I don't have to bother with my tongue. The sins you committed can only be repaid with your life!"