The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 1090
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Nantianmen is still crowded with people.

When Chen Zhao walked by again, no one dared to be dissatisfied with him any more. They looked at him with awe and fear.

Essentially speaking, Heaven is a place where power is the most important thing. If there were no rules of heaven, no Heavenly Lord Jade Emperor to sit in and suppress, and no loyal confidants of him to maintain it with all their strength, Heaven would be like two clans of liches. , life and death, life and death, a bloody storm.

In this, an important official like Chen Zhao must maintain a strong method as soon as he comes out, otherwise he will be provoked by some dude when he comes up, but if he still retreats, he will inevitably fall into a passive and beaten situation. foot.

It's different now. He broke Tao Yuan's limbs, crippled his true essence, and then eliminated the three flowers and five spirits of the Holy Mother of Shuntian. Tao Rong, Dezhao, and Wen Lihe knelt down to him, and Tota Li The Heavenly King has become General Tota Li, and his majesty is so majestic, who in the Heavenly Court dares to balance it head-on?
Just after passing Nantianmen, Chen Zhao's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help turning a street corner, and saw several immortal officials on the other side of the corner.

What the group of people were arguing about was actually a few streets away from Chen Zhao, but how amazing Chen Zhao was, as long as he wanted to hear it, he would naturally know it clearly.

"Junior Brother Xu, the other party is simply difficult for others, why do you insist on listening to him?"

A guy of medium build with an Adolf beard was speaking angrily.

He is an ordinary fairy official, Chen Zhao would not have known him at first.

But Chen Zhao happened to know him.

His name is Wang Fubao.

This person served Dou Jiande in the mortal world, but because of his bravery on the battlefield, he was hated by others, slandered, suspected by Dou Jiande, and killed at a young age.

After that, he ascended to the sky and became a small official in the fairy world, serving under the sect of Wuqu Xingjun.

Not long after Chen Zhao established the Temple of Supervision, he was recruiting troops. He had already set his sights on this man who left a famous name in history, and was about to use his methods to recruit him under his command. It happened that he was here again.

The few people around Wang Fubao were all brave and brave, and they were obviously officials under Wu Qu Xingjun's sect.

In fact, Tiangong's selection of materials is not rigid. Anyone with talent in the world, as long as they conform to the rules, will go to heaven after death and serve the heavenly court.

Maybe he will be promoted in the future, or he may be reincarnated, it doesn't matter.

Beside them, a guy of about the same size squatted on the ground and smiled wryly.

"Yousheng Zhenjun is my immediate boss. He is fully responsible for my daily work and cultivation. If I don't listen to him, isn't it against the rules of heaven?"

Wang Fubao was furious: "The weak water is easy to get? The feathers are hard to float, and the birds are sad. I wait for mortals to ascend to heaven, how can I train there easily, I am afraid that if I stay for half an hour, something will happen!"

"But he actually let you practice in it for an hour. He wants you to die? How vicious!"

"Body death and Dao will not disappear. It is nothing more than passing out, greatly reducing cultivation base, suffering from a serious illness, and slowly recovering."

The guy surnamed Xu was frowning.

A person next to him asked: "Have you offended him? Why is he so intent on revenge?"

The guy surnamed Xu sighed: "When he first came to the Heavenly Court, he was so young that he snatched a woman with him. Later, I found out that he was greedy for the treasure in the ink palace, which ruined his good deeds. So now that he is in power, he will naturally want to retaliate. .”

"He's taking private revenge, what are you afraid of? Why don't you file a complaint with the real king of the palace and judge, at worst, change your position and avoid him far away, isn't that all right?"

Junior Brother Xu gave a wry smile: "If it was that easy, I would have done it long ago. I have inquired about it. The background of this Zhenjun Yousheng is the Zhenjun of the Wangfu Jufu, otherwise he would have nothing at all, and he still comes like this now." Take revenge on me?"

"I also wanted to report to the higher level, but after thinking about it, Yousheng Zhenjun has a lot of tongue, and he will definitely say that the method of torturing me is a method of tempering me. At most, the method is a little more radical, and others can't say anything. What's more, the real king of the palace is his background, how can he listen to my one-sided words?"

Junior Brother Xu looked at Wang Fubao and others around him, and said with a wry smile: "At the beginning, I thought it would be a good place to go to heaven after fighting with you brothers, but I didn't expect that the heaven and the earth are all one."

"The heavenly rules are strict, and I won't be allowed to wait for my thoughts to go down to the world. Besides, where can I hide when my body is dead? I can't offend him, and I can't hide him!"

Wang Fubao couldn't help frowning. The younger brother Xu in front of him is called Xu Hui. When he was in the world, he served Xia Jun together and benefited Hebei. After he died in the battle, he was promoted to heaven because of these meritorious deeds. This Junior Brother Xu unexpectedly encountered such a situation.

After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help hesitating and said: "How about, let's go find the new supervisory god Chen Xianzun together. This supervisory god also has the authority to inspect lawlessness and purge officials. It only needs a word from him, and maybe Yousheng Zhenjun will not dare to embarrass him is you!"

"Supervising God Chen Xianzun?" Xu Hui's eyes lit up, then dimmed: "It's useless, I also secretly asked the Zhenjun Temple about this matter, they said that the real monarch of the palace is the confidant of the empress, even though the Zhenjun Temple Don't dare to ask lightly. Although the Supervising God is great, how can he go against the Empress?"

A stern look flashed in Wang Fubao's eyes: "How about we help you beat Dengwen Drum and bring this matter to Lingxiao Palace? , In this way, Xu Shidi is relieved."

"When it gets bigger, I'm even more embarrassed."

Xu Hui smiled wryly and said: "This Zhenjun Yousheng is very capable, but he only makes it difficult for me in small matters, and he has no other excuses at all. Even if the trouble is brought to the Lingxiao Palace, he has the means to prevaricate."

"Forget it, thank you all for your kindness, he is always unwilling to let me die, maybe after this tone is out, he won't talk to me anymore!"

Seeing the wry smile on Xu Hui's face, it was uglier than crying, but Wang Fubao wanted to persuade him, but heard a voice from the side.

"Xu Hui, today's practice has not started yet, why do you still have time to chat here?"

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads, only to see a tall, imposing, and handsome middle-aged man approaching. Everyone was an official from the fairy world, so they naturally knew that this man was the real king Yousheng, the immediate boss of Xu Hui, the younger brother!

He had a smile on his face, quite heroic, giving people a warm feeling. Looking at the crowd, he suddenly smiled and said in a low voice: "Whoever makes me unhappy for a while, I will make him unhappy for the rest of his life. What can you do to me?" ?”

"You..." Wang Fubao was furious when he heard the words, and glared.

"I have hit it off with Wu Qu Xingjun. If you hang around with him for a while and transfer you to the Ninth Division of the Shangqing, do you think Wu Qu Xingjun will let you go?"

Zhenjun Yousheng looked at Wang Fubao with a faint smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)