The Years When I Was in the World of Cultivating Immortals and Spreading the Dharma

I, Lin Tian, ​​was known as Zhang San, the "outlaw madman" in my previous life, and I never failed in court. Unexpectedly, once he went to court, he would be physically transcended by the person involved, and his soul would pass through the body of a novice cultivator of immortality. As soon as he woke up, he was tied to the execution platform. Charge: Blasphemy of the Way of Heaven - because I smashed the golden statue of the Way of Heaven with one punch in front of hundreds of millions of monks. The master was heartbroken, the holy female junior sister cried and begged me to admit my mistake, and the master personally ordered the execution. The thunder from the sky crashed down, vowing to destroy both my body and soul. After the lightning dissipated, I patted my sleeves and my hair was not messed up. In the dead silence of the entire audience, I drew a thunder emblem on my fingertips, looked at the sky, and pronounced a cold verdict: "In accordance with Article 1 of the Basic Law of the Heavens, a case is opened for investigation against the parasite 'Pseudo Heaven'. You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court." As for the heads, elders and tens of thousands of monks who are still petrified in the audience? I smiled like a standard lawyer: "You are suspected of believing in illegal false gods. Now you are cooperating with the investigation and you will be considered for your meritorious service."