Wu Lang was calm and prepared to go to Liangzhou to see the excitement.
Jingzhou is its own territory, so it is not interesting. It is better to go to Liangzhou.
And it was rare for me to travel in real life. Before, I had always been a shadow of a lucky golden body, which was a bit less real.
"Yes, we will protect you!"
A group of little girls said seriously: "We called Sister Houtu to show up, and the sisters joined forces to bless her. In an instant, she was in the period of transcending the tribulation, and she was beaten until she called her grandma!"
"But why don't you let Sister Houtu come out?"
"yes?"
"I miss Sister Houtu."
...
"Wait until an enemy wants to attack me before showing up again." Wu Lang said with a smile, looking at the hundred goblins flying around.
The natal magic weapon is on the seventh peak. If you want to summon it, you can naturally summon it.
Houtu.
He was also transformed into Wu Langniang.
In fact, his mother-in-law's horoscope is one hundred and six, plus six Houtu.
His own magic weapon, Houtu Niang, has also become his biggest babysitter, helping him take care of these little ones.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Wu Lang didn't care, "You, Sister Houtu, have taken over my identity and become the Lord of the Seventh Peak. In the past hundred years, I have been fighting back and forth with the Lord of the First Peak."
After the natal magic weapon has wisdom, the first reaction is to work for yourself.
The Land of Jingzhou: The Queen leaves Yu'er to manage it.
Huangquan Demon Sect: Hou Tu Niang is in charge.
In this way, I can practice peacefully and steadily during these hundred years.
Otherwise, it would be fine if the Emperor of Jingzhou went into seclusion like crazy. With his style, it would be a bit of a problem for the Lord of the Seventh Peak of Huangquan, who is such a violent demon, to go into seclusion at the same time.
"Sister Houtu has been very busy these years. As the leader of the Seventh Peak, you have fun fighting with Zhengdao." Wu Lang kept chatting about some content.
No one would catch me parading in the streets anymore, so the past hundred years of seclusion would be easy.
But things are not going to be easy soon.
One hundred years later, the new generation broke out and the underworld was overcrowded. At the same time, the construction of the Six Paths of Reincarnation began to approach completion.
Once the underworld is built, you can attain enlightenment and become an immortal. This is already the eve of the battle for the underworld.
The era of being arrested and paraded in the streets is about to begin again!
However, this parade can be called the second underworld era.
Encircle and suppress the second leader of Huangquan, and compete for the opportunity to become an immortal.
On a street in Liangzhou, Wu Lang looked around curiously, "Let's go, let's go eat something delicious."
He went to a noodle shop on the street and ordered beef noodles.
It tastes pretty good.
But a god of heaven and earth had wavy golden hair that shone like the sun. He said with an arrogant face, "My god's tongue tastes bad at a glance. It's a shame that the master can still eat it so deliciously."
."
Wu Lang smiled while eating the noodles: "I don't have your Huaimi's esophageal power in my body now. I am just an ordinary person. It tastes good to me."
"snort."
This god of heaven and earth was very dissatisfied. Huaimi said: "I know that the hundreds of new green sisters who have been cultivated in my body will not be allowed to go back to my family. Otherwise, how could I become an ordinary person?"
At this time, the red-haired girl next to me was very dissatisfied, "You guy, you just know how to eat! If it doesn't taste good, you don't know how to cook it! I don't usually cook??"
The blond girl cursed: "I, Huaimi, am the god in charge of delicious food. Xingyi, you are the god in charge of cooking. I am responsible for eating and you are responsible for cooking. Can it be the same?"
"Yeah."
Wu Lang interrupted their quarrel with a smile, put some chili sauce on his noodles, and said:
"I used to be the ancestor of hundreds of professions. Now that all my cultivation has been exhausted, I will shave you off and you will become ordinary people... You are the ancestor gods of hundreds of professions. You are in charge of your own path and have the ability to criticize your own system.
The inner cultivator.”
“If you don’t think this noodle tastes good, then it doesn’t taste good!”
Today, they are the founders of a hundred professions.
"Then I will give some advice to the younger generation."
At this time, the blond girl appeared.
She turned into a cute little girl, stopped the confused shopkeeper next to her, and taught him how to improve the cooking of this beef noodle, "My God's Tongue, I can spot your noodle at a glance..."
The shop owner's cultivation level is only at the foundation building stage, and his level is very low.
He simply thought that this was a special mysterious monk who was proficient in tasting. He was immediately astonished and began to study.
"This time you come out, it is also for you to experience."
Wu Lang did not look at the blond girl, but turned to look at the other girls and said with a smile:
"You have become demons, started to practice, and have even basically reached the integration stage... But it is not easy to subdue the cultivators of your own lineage and let them worship you as the gods of their own lineage.
."
"Hmph, I, the God of Cookery, want to be a real god!
You must want me, a monk of the cultivation lineage, to enshrine me as the Stove Lord!"
The red-haired girl said: "As long as the monks who cultivate my lineage must worship me, the god of heaven and earth!"
At this time, a young girl named Xia Mingzi, who was holding a Guan Dao, jumped out and said, "I am like this too. If you are singled out, you have to believe in the statue of Guan Erniang and don't dare to use the sword in front of me!"
"
"Yeah."
Wu Lang echoed, "The age of innate gods will surpass the age of ancient beasts..."
These one hundred girls each have their own personalities.
Since they practice the incense system themselves and are human emperors, they naturally have to practice the incense system as well. After all, they are gods that symbolize a profession.
But now, they are just enlightened spirits. Only when the monks of their profession in the world worship them, provide them with incense and faith, can they become the true gods of their profession, and deserve their name.
This experience of going down the mountain is not Wu Lang's experience.
It is for the training of the gods within these one hundred bodies.
Let them absorb the creativity of monks of various professions, innovate, strengthen themselves, educate all living beings, and become true cultivation gods.
During this chat.
boom!
At this time, there was a fight in the distance.
"You kid, you dare to charge me protection money? You don't know how powerful the Beggar Clan in the south of my city is? Our boss is the elder Babao!"
"Bah! You are a beggar who earns a lot of money every day and specializes in the art of deception. You are really a low-level profession. Our Datian Gang is going to punish you now!"
...
Just now, fluctuations in the battle between the monks in the foundation-building period were heard.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a fight between a beggar and a gangster collecting protection money.
And everyone is used to it.
In the mortal era, people often fought in the streets.
Nowadays, everyone has practiced cultivation, without exception, and life seems to have not changed much.
Wherever there are people, there will be strife.
While Wu Lang was eating noodles, a voice came to his ears:
"Sister, look, copy! This is a fight between two cultivators from the begging way and the gangster way!"
"Hurry up!"
"Stop making noises, I've already watched it again! I have been in seclusion with my master for a hundred years, and the cultivators outside have already developed their own systems."
"It's pretty good, but I learned it in a second."
"so slow."
...
This is what they rely on.
It is originally the innate magical power of this profession, and it turns into a demon with wisdom. Naturally, the innate talent of this profession is extremely powerful.
In addition, there is plagiarism from the master's "Baixiao Taoist Body".
They learned the system of this profession after just a few glances.
"Let's go, I'll take you for a walk and have a look around." Wu Lang paid the money and planned to travel around and harvest the leeks from the world.
These one hundred gods secretly learned a hundred cultivator professions, this secretly developed system in the world, want to surpass me?
I sent it to you for sowing. Now it has grown very fat and tender. It is time to cut it back.