My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

"ah!"

"Father, what are you doing?!"

The exquisitely beautiful Princess Sizi of Jinyang, with her tabby cat named "Fatty Si" (a nickname given to her by Li Chen), ran happily across the wide bluestone slabs of the Taiji Hall with her short legs.

The little girl raised her delicate, porcelain-doll-like face and pointed to the center of the hall.

The fingertip was aimed at the old monk Jingkong, who stood on an illusory golden lotus and whose whole body was radiating dazzling golden light.

"Is this bald grandpa performing magic for us?"

"Can Sizi play with that golden flower?"

The tender and clear voices of children echoed in the main hall.

a second before.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was still tense, with the founding generals of the Tang Dynasty exuding murderous intent, and Li Shimin's eyes brewing a terrifying storm at the Nascent Soul level.

If the old monk Jingkong dared to utter another word of nonsense, the iron cavalry of the Tang Dynasty could chop these monks into mincemeat on the spot.

however.

The moment I heard that clear, crisp call.

A miracle happened.

The murderous aura of Emperor Li Shimin, the Tang emperor on the dragon throne, which was enough to destroy the world, was instantly leaked out like a punctured ball.

His dignified and cold face underwent a breathtaking 180-degree transformation.

One second he was the ruthless and supreme emperor.

The next second, he transformed into a kind-hearted, doting father.

"Oh dear, my little prince, what are you doing in the front hall?"

Li Shimin quickly stood up from the dragon throne, not even caring about the demeanor of an emperor.

He strode down the nine-story imperial staircase, scooped up the little pink dumpling who ran over, and gave her a quick kiss on her rosy cheek.

"Come here, let Father give you a hug."

"Be careful, don't fall."

It wasn't just Li Shimin.

Both sides of the main hall.

Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong, these were just moments ago ready to draw their swords and kill.

At this moment, they all restrained their violent, bloodthirsty aura.

Each of these burly, black iron towers managed to squeeze out a loving, doting smile, their faces crinkling with wrinkles.

"The little princess looks so beautiful in this outfit today!"

"Oh dear, Princess, slow down! Don't trip and fall."

Even Wei Zheng, who was usually stern and unsmiling, showed a rare, gentle smile on his grumpy face.

The overall style of the Taiji Hall took an eerie turn in an instant.

In the center of the hall.

The Venerable Master Jingkong and the dozen or so Buddhist disciples were all dumbfounded.

They looked at each other, completely baffled.

Are the emperor and ministers of this mortal dynasty out of their minds? They were acting like they were about to devour people just a moment ago, but how come they all changed like this after a little girl ran in?

but.

After all, the Venerable Master Jingkong was a master at the late stage of the Golden Core realm.

His gaze quickly shifted from Li Shimin to the baby Sizi he was holding in his arms.

Upon closer inspection...

A burst of undisguised fanatical brilliance erupted from the deep-set eyes of the Venerable Master Jingkong!

"Such pure and refined physical constitution!"

The old monk Jingkong screamed wildly in his heart.

He used his divine sense to investigate clearly. This little girl not only possessed a naturally restrained spiritual aura, but her innate talent for cultivation was also exceptional, one in a million!

What shocked him even more was...

Above the little girl's head, there was an immense and suffocating aura of the Tang Dynasty!

She was a favored daughter of heaven, showered with love and blessed by the heavens!

"Amitabha!"

The old monk Jingkong's heart pounded wildly.

If this little princess could be converted into Buddhism, not only would we gain a peerless genius, but we would also have directly grasped the Tang emperor's weakness, binding the vast imperial fortune to the Buddhist kingdom!

This is an incredible stroke of luck!

Thinking about this...

The compassion on the face of the Venerable Master Jingkong grew even stronger.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and spoke in what he considered to be the kindest and most seductive voice.

"Amitabha."

"Young benefactor, this humble monk observes that you possess profound wisdom and have a great affinity with the Buddha."

The old monk Jingkong pointed to the golden phantom of the spirit boat behind him, his words flowing like a lotus flower.

"Young benefactor, would you be willing to join our Western Buddhist sect?"

"As long as you nod."

"I assure you, my great Leiyin Temple will spare no effort, using countless rare treasures and supreme Buddhist teachings, to nurture you with all its might!"

"In the future, you may even attain the status of a Bodhisattva, achieve immortality, and enjoy the offerings of countless people!"

The Venerable Master Jingkong was full of confidence.

In his view, the allure of immortality and becoming a celestial being is too strong for a mere child to resist.

Even those old monsters in the cultivation world would absolutely not be able to refuse.

however.

He clearly underestimated the thought process of this young ancestor of the Tang Dynasty.

Hearing the old monk Jingkong's attempt to win him over.

Sizi perched on Li Shimin's shoulder, staring with its big, watery eyes, curiously sizing up the old monk.

then.

The little girl wrinkled her delicate little nose in disgust and shook her head like a rattle drum.

"don't want!"

Sizi's voice was clear and loud, without the slightest hesitation.

"Bald grandpa, your so-called Buddhist sect doesn't sound fun at all."

"Besides, Sizi already has her own religious sect!"

The little girl declared her sovereignty in her childish voice.

"Father and Sixteenth Brother already promised Sizi."

"Throughout the entire Tang Dynasty, only the sect of the Rhinoceros is officially designated!"

"No one can contend with the Prince! You want to establish a religion in Chang'an? That won't do!"

This statement came out.

The old monk Jingkong was stunned.

The Buddhist disciples behind him were all completely bewildered.

Has the Tang Dynasty already been taken over by other major cultivation sects?

Moreover, judging from the little girl's tone, this sect has the full support of the Tang Dynasty's royal family.

"Amitabha Buddha, well said, well said."

The old monk Jingkong suppressed his doubts and cautiously probed.

"Young benefactor, may I ask who this 'officially designated' supreme sect you speak of is?"

"To be so highly regarded by the Tang Dynasty, one must possess unfathomable depth and profound cultural heritage."

"May I ask if this humble monk has ever heard of his illustrious reputation?"

The words fell.

Inside the entire Taiji Hall.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

The air was frozen solid, like a block of ice.

Li Shimin, who was originally holding the rhinoceros with a doting expression, was now holding the child.

His body suddenly stiffened.

The smile on his face froze instantly, as if struck by lightning.

Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng stood at the very front of the civil officials' line.

His face turned deathly pale in an instant, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly seeped out from his forehead.

In the ranks of military officers.

Just moments ago, Cheng Yaojin, Yuchi Gong, and Li Jing were all very imposing.

These burly men, however, trembled uncontrollably, like frightened young wives.

As for Crown Prince Li Chengqian, who was standing there...

He covered his face with both hands and closed his eyes in pain.

"It's over."

At the same time, a despairing thought arose in the minds of all the emperors and ministers of the Tang Dynasty.

"The moment of social death has finally arrived!"

Under the curious and expectant gaze of the Buddhist delegation.

No one answered Master Jingkong's question.