My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

because.

All the emperor and his officials of the Tang Dynasty moved in perfect unison!

They all turned their heads away in unison!

Li Shimin looked up at the carved dragon and phoenix ceiling of the Taiji Hall, as if studying the wood grain on it.

Cheng Yaojin lowered his head and stared intently at the bluestone bricks under his feet, as if a peerless secret manual was hidden in the cracks between the bricks.

Wei Zheng even covered half of his face with his wide sleeves, looking utterly hopeless, as if to say, "I know nothing, I don't know her."

The entire court of civil and military officials.

They were all extremely embarrassed, wishing they could dig a three-bedroom, two-living-room house out of the Taiji Hall with their toes and crawl inside.

And he was the only person in the room who didn't notice the unusual atmosphere.

Sizi.

She struggled and jumped down from Li Shimin's arms.

The little girl looked overjoyed, proudly putting her hands on her hips and puffing out her chest.

The fat cat "Fatty Four" on her head also stood up in a very cooperative manner, shook its fur, and looked at the other cat with a cute but fierce expression.

Under the solemn gaze of the Venerable Master Jingkong.

Sizi uses the cutest, clearest, and most accurate child's voice.

He proudly and loudly proclaimed that name that has resonated throughout history.

"That is—"

"The Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult!"

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

The old monk Jingkong opened his mouth, just about to utter the words, "I have long admired your name."

As a result, the words "Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult" came into view.

He swallowed the rest of his sentence back, nearly choking himself.

"What...what religion?" The old monk Jingkong even doubted that there was something wrong with his ears.

Sizi completely ignored the old monk's shock.

She seemed to be immersed in some kind of sacred ritual.

The little girl clasped her hands together, closed her eyes slightly, and looked solemn.

Followed by.

The "shameful mantra" that haunted the nightmares of every emperor and minister of the Tang Dynasty resounded loudly in the solemn Taiji Hall!

"The Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult!"

"The sacred flame shines brightly, the sacred light is dazzling, all my disciples, meow meow meow meow."

Recite the first line of the mantra.

Li Shimin closed his eyes in despair, his hands trembling slightly beneath his dragon robe.

"Pity my cat, adrift and helpless; grace is bestowed upon all things, but only for the cat."

Wei Zheng covered his face in anguish, feeling utterly ashamed to face the other person and wishing he could die!

"My cat is a loving father, knowing righteousness and compassion, enlightening my mind and awakening my true nature."

"Pity this world, stained by demonic dust; petting a cat relieves my troubles, for only cats can do it."

"What joy is there in life, what sorrow in death? May the sacred flame protect my cat."

"Twelve soft paws, awakening all creatures, purring as a guide, boundless cat paradise!"

A lengthy, dozens-of-words religious mantra.

Si Zi read it aloud word for word with a tone of almost reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Read it to the very end.

The little girl even struck a pose that resembled a lucky cat.

"Meow~"

The fat cat Fatty Four, who was perched on her head, also meowed in perfect harmony.

A person and a cat, they're absolutely adorable.

But for the Tang emperor and his officials, this was undoubtedly a horrific spiritual torture!

"My illustrious reputation is ruined! I hope the little princess won't continue..." Fang Xuanling lamented inwardly.

But the "critical strike" from the ox is clearly not over yet.

The little girl proudly introduced the organizational structure of her religion to the Buddhist delegation.

"I, Sizi, am the leader of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult!"

She pointed her little finger at the fat cat above her head, "It! Fatty Four, is the supreme sacred beast of our sect!"

Immediately afterwards, Little Finger began frantically calling out names in the main hall.

"Father, and Sixteenth Brother, are the left and right vice leaders of our sect!"

"Empress Chang Le is the Holy Maiden of our sect!"

"My elder brother, the Crown Prince, is the Holy Son of our religion!"

"Uncle Qin Qiong, Uncle Yuchi Gong, Uncle Li Jing, Uncle Cheng Yaojin!"

Sizi proudly announced, listing all the founding generals of the Tang Dynasty in one breath.

"They are all elders who protect our sect!"

"And there's also my elder brother, Li Tai, who is an elder in both weapon crafting and formation!"

"Sister Wan'er, she's an alchemy elder!"

With each roll call by Sizi.

When a high-ranking official of the Tang Dynasty was called out by name, his body would tremble uncontrollably.

If there were a crack in the ground, they would jump in without hesitation and bury themselves in mud.

So embarrassing!

This is even more infuriating than being stripped naked and running around Chang'an!

After introducing the impressive executive team...

Sizi seemed to be a very responsible pyramid scheme leader.

She pulled out a delicate pink token from her small pocket. The token was engraved with a huge cat paw print, and there was a "meow" character on the back.

The little girl held the token, her big, watery eyes blinking.

They looked expectantly at the Buddhist delegation, which had been completely petrified and turned into sculptures.

"Bald grandpa, don't you think that's amazing?"

Sizi enthusiastically promoted it.

"Why don't you disband that Buddhist sect and join our Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult?"

"Join the church now and enjoy many benefits!"

"Not only will you receive an adorable kitten, but you'll also get an exclusive, cute pink cat paw token personally awarded by this cult leader!"

Looking at the pink cat paw token thrust in front of him.

The Venerable Master Jingkong and more than a dozen Buddhist disciples were completely stunned.

Their minds were buzzing.

His brain went blank on the spot.

They followed the direction that Sizi had just pointed.

He glanced at the majestic Tang emperor sitting on the dragon throne.

He then looked at Cheng Yaojin, a fierce general with a dark face and a face full of scars, who was carrying a large axe with Xuanhua patterns.

Finally, I looked at Wei Zheng, who was known as the greatest civil official of the Tang Dynasty and was full of righteousness.

An extremely bizarre image involuntarily surfaced in the minds of these Buddhist monks:

The majestic Tang emperor, and a group of burly generals and learned civil officials.

Each of them had a pink cat paw token hanging from their waist.

Everyone gathered together, petting the cat while chanting "Meow meow meow meow" with devout expressions...

"hiss--"

The old monk Jingkong gasped sharply.

An uncontrollable chill shot from his tailbone straight to the top of his head.

The Buddhist disciples looked at them with a strange gaze, as if they were looking at a pervert or a mentally ill person.

They all turned their gazes toward Li Shimin and the entire court of officials.

The unspoken message in his eyes was clearly:

"I thought you were just ordinary ants, but I never imagined you were a bunch of monsters!"

"What kind of cult is this, with a bunch of old men playing the Meow Meow Cult with a little baby? And they've even appointed themselves vice-leader and elder?!"

I was being stared at by this group of "bald monks" with such a bizarre, contemptuous, and shocked look.

The defenses of the Tang emperor and his officials completely collapsed.

humiliation!

An unprecedented humiliation!

Imagine their invincible army, which roamed the world and even destroyed the Blood Fiend Sect.

I was actually looked down upon by a group of monks today!

And it's for this irrefutable and utterly shameful reason!

Li Shimin was so embarrassed that he frantically dug his toes into his dragon boots. He coughed twice and forced his gaze toward the door of the main hall, pretending that he hadn't heard anything.

Others followed suit.

But in reality, he pretends to be dead.