I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 170
The system continued: "The True Origin Realm at this moment is roughly the strength of Jiu Jianxian ten years later. It is still a little worse than the current moon worship, and even worse than the ten years later."

Chen Feng touched his chin and sighed: "It seems that even if I want to interfere with something, I have to go through the level of worshiping the moon. It's not that easy."

Fortunately, he doesn't have to confront Baiyue at the moment, so let's talk to Zhao Ling'er first.

Chen Feng came to the city, ordered red envelopes from ordinary people, and began to understand the world.

A week later, he entered Nanzhao Kingdom.

This place belongs to the place where ethnic minorities gather, and the coverage is only a thousand miles, but it is enough to worship the moon.

At this moment, under the influence of worshiping the moon, the entire Nanzhao Kingdom originally worshiped Nuwa, but now they have turned to believe in Moon Worship Sect, making Moon Worship Sect unprecedentedly powerful and becoming one of the most powerful forces today.

Except for Shu Mountain in the north, there are not many nearby forces that can compete with the Moon Worship Sect.

It's a pity that due to what happened a hundred years ago in Shushan, the talents in the sect withered, leaving only two masters, Jiu Jianxian and Juggernaut, one with obsession, and the other cultivating the way of heaven. Just now, the Moon Worship Sect became even more unscrupulous.

Baiyue is a very talented and capable person. After taking control of the Moon Worship Sect, he will carry forward the Moon Worship Sect, which is enough to affect the entire Nanzhao Kingdom at this moment.

The Empress Wu is the descendant of Nuwa, and it is a stumbling block for him to control Nanzhao Kingdom, so he has to get rid of it naturally. At this moment, he has accumulated enough strength and is about to reach the time to strike.

Chen Feng entered an inn to practice with a sword on his back, and he had a rough idea of ​​how to influence the world.

In the following time, apart from his cultivation, he secretly monitored the movement of Nanzhao Kingdom, and in his spare time, he continued to draw red envelopes from ordinary people.

If he wants to compete with Baiyue, he must have a certain amount of manpower. He may not be able to cultivate too strong ones in ten years, but running errands will definitely not be a problem.

Three months later, Baiyue officially attacked the witch queen, and began to confuse everyone, slandering the witch queen as a monster.

People say the same thing, Moon Worship Sect spreads all over the Nanzhao Kingdom, it is too easy to confuse ordinary people, it won't take long for the witch queen to be a demon, it will spread throughout the Nanzhao Kingdom.

"here we go!"

Chen Feng walked out of the inn with Ni Lin on his back, looking at the pure blue sky, his eyes were beating.

After only three months of practice, he felt that he had practiced for a year, and his speed was several times faster than before.

However, thinking of how many spells he could learn in worshiping the moon, Chen Feng felt a lot of pressure, and he had better practice some spells too.

"It's this drunkard again, what a bad luck!"

"You don't care what he does, he stinks like hell."

"Get out, don't lie here and affect my business."

A sound came into his ears, and at the same time he sensed a powerful force nearby.

"There are experts!"

Chen Feng's eyes moved slightly, his thoughts were strong, and the surrounding plants, trees, flowers and leaves could not escape his perception. The power of a cultivator was more obvious, which attracted his attention like a flame.

His thoughts dispersed, and seeing the source of the energy fluctuations, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It turned out to be him, not an ordinary alcoholic."

Wine Sword Immortal.

A person who has been confused for decades because of his obsession, is obsessed with one person, fails one person, and cannot find himself.

He walked through the crowd, came to a down and out figure who was as drunk as mud, smiled lightly, and started to fool: "Some people seem to be drunk, but in fact they are not drunk at all. Exile?"

(End of this chapter)