Overgod Ascension

The world of Dazhou Western Regions is an illusory fairyland.

What is an illusory fairyland? Even if we can become a world, and even have great supernatural powers at the level of gods and Taoists, everything is an illusion!

In terms of realism, I'm afraid it's not even comparable to the ordinary Cave Heaven Paradise!

But in this world, everything is real, including many power systems and cultivation rules.

Cuo must have the power of transcendent Daluo, otherwise even a seventh-level golden immortal will perish.

It seems real but not real, it seems illusory but not illusory.

Wu Ming's status in this world is also very special.

Although he is no more than an earthly immortal, he is the creator god and creator of the entire world!

Of course, even now, he has hidden this identity deeply and changed into the vest of Ziluo Taojun.

As the Taoist Lord, he is also recognized by the world and possesses great power in the world. In the system of the Great Zhou World and the Main Temple, he is the seventh-level Golden Immortal!

Although the Golden Immortal is impervious to all calamities and decays with the heaven and earth, he still has to be involved in the murderous calamity.

Therefore, if Wu Ming does not want to be discovered by a group of false golden immortals created by himself, he has to behave like a normal Taoist king, get involved in killings, use the people of the world as pawns, and play well with other colleagues and God's will. A big game.

Just like now, he transformed into a young Taoist priest and came to Qingzhu County.

A Taoist Lord is enough to see through the source and heel of great catastrophes. Ten thousand tribulations means that he will still be involved in the world's catastrophes. Failure to do so means that unless the world is destroyed by the great catastrophe of the era, the Golden Immortal will never die. Don’t fall!

"So my current identity on the surface is that I am the incarnation of Taoist Zi Luo, and I am here to make plans..."

Wu Ming was embarrassed: "This identity is my waistcoat's waistcoat's waistcoat... Why does it sound so convoluted?"

There are three ancient gods and five religious ancestors in this world, all of whom are ordinary seventh-level powers. Except for Wu Ming, the other seven will definitely not be idle.

"The layout and game of Jinxian..."

Wu Ming had a smile on his lips: "That's okay... I'll just play with you!"

His identity is an important role in the story of the Western Regions of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If he were missing, the whole plot would really not be able to advance.

"The great calamity of heaven and earth! The great calamity of the immortals... Hehe... This first fight should be where it started, right?"

Wu Ming smiled coldly, and suddenly appeared on the street, turning into the image of a fortune teller holding a small flag, carrying a bamboo box, and the words "The iron mouth is straight, the child is innocent" written on the flag. , looks like an old liar, but his appearance is quite good.

Next to me, a seller carrying candied haws on a stick walked by in a grand manner. The surrounding pedestrians were bustling and noisy, but no one thought there was anything wrong with his appearance like this.

As a Dao Lord, he is almost in harmony with heaven and earth, so he naturally has this kind of covering.

He waited for a while, and several people appeared on the street corner.

Zhang Tianxiang, dressed in a Confucian shirt and a feather fan and turban, walked in the front with a chic expression. He was obviously well-bred. Although the chivalrous spirit between his brows was restrained, it became deeper.

"Brother Li is holding a cultural gathering this time, probably with the intention of discussing going to Beijing to take the exam..."

He walked slowly, turning his head occasionally and talking to the people behind him, looking very affectionate.

"Young master is Jieyuan, a civil servant in Yizhou. He will definitely be able to go to high school this time when he comes to Beijing!"

Ji Fu and several other reincarnations immediately said that they had all read the Records of the Western Regions of the Great Zhou Dynasty and knew that there was no reason for Zhang Tianxiang to fail the imperial examination.

It's just that there's something a little different about each other.

'Sure enough... the main temple released more than one wave of reincarnations...'

Ji Fu looked at the leaders of the two other teams with a headache: 'I wonder if there are people who are here to do bad things...'

"Haha... I, the Zhou Dynasty, have been a country for a hundred years. Our literary style is prosperous and the world's talents are like carps crossing the river. I just want to broaden my horizons this time, that's all..."

Zhang Tianxiang has been extremely talented since he was a child. He has already had the talent to unravel the Yuan in his previous articles. Now after years of development, several old Confucian scholars are full of praise after reading it. They say that the No. 1 Scholar is expected. He himself has some confidence, but at this time Naturally modest.

"Master is a Wenqu star in the sky who has descended to earth, so there is no need to be so arrogant!"

Before Ji Fu could speak, the woman who seemed to be a slave and had been following Zhang Tianxiang smiled.

This girl is Xue Qing. Since Zhang Tianxiang killed the demon wolf last time and avenged his father, she was the first one to take refuge with her family wealth and volunteered to be a slave. Zhang Tianxiang refused and only recognized his adopted sister. They were very affectionate. good.

Of course, in Wu Ming's eyes, the taste of this scene was more than that simple.

‘Hmm… This girl is so bright and beautiful that she has great potential for being a good husband. Logically speaking, she shouldn’t have to suffer many setbacks. This is the variable—the idle child of a certain Taoist monarch? ’

Taojun's layout is about following the trend, leaving no trace, and listening for thunder in the silent place.

In particular, this technique was extremely feminine and had a taste as good as water, which immediately made Wu Ming locate the source of the two Taoist masters.

"Sure enough... they are all vying to find their way to Zhang Tianxiang's great calamity formation..."

Wu Ming smiled silently and followed.

…

Taibai Tower.

The Taibai Zui produced in this building is a famous wine. It has a mellow taste and a sweet taste, but it is not overpowering. It is a good product for entertaining guests and giving gifts, and is very famous.

Zhang Tianxiang and several acquaintances went to Taibai Tower and sang poems along the way. After drinking for three times, they talked about going to Beijing to take the exam.

"It's a long way to the capital. How about we go together?"

One of the candidates couldn't help but laugh.

"That's right! That's right! These brothers are so talented in literature, and I've long wanted to ask for advice day and night..."

Another judge named Huang nodded repeatedly. Seeing that his eyes were slightly sunken with dark circles, he didn't know whether he was working too hard day and night, or whether he was spending his energy elsewhere.

"Of course we have to go together. The road is rough, so it's safest to go together!"

Several other more mature candidates also shook their heads.

They know that even in this peaceful world, there are still many path-breaking bandits in the wilderness.

In particular, there are many spirits and monsters in the deep mountains and old forests. Even if they are the sons of the country and have good luck, they will be immediately unlucky if they encounter a really unscrupulous monster.

As he said this, his expectant eyes turned to Zhang Tianxiang.

After all, the story of this man killing the demon wolf has been spread throughout Qingzhu County. Who doesn't know that this Prime Minister Zhang is both civil and military? What about the ability to kill monsters?

"Since you are so kind, I certainly don't dare to go against your good intentions!"

Zhang Tianxiang smiled slightly.

These moves are the essence of a county, and it is harmless to win over them. Not to mention the famous Qionglin Banquet in the future, even if they just live in the countryside, they are also an excellent aid and network.

"With Mr. Zhang taking action, the road will be smooth this time. Thank you very much..."

The other candidates were overjoyed.

"The iron mouth cuts straight, unparalleled in the world..."

At this moment, the Taoist man played by Wu Ming also strode into Taibai Tower.

"This Taoist has such a strong tone!"

Ji Fu and a group of reincarnators frowned. Most of them were rough people. They had already felt very bored after listening to a group of people singing poems to each other. Except for Ji Fu and a few others, they almost dozed off. Now, They all found it very interesting to see a Taoist priest who spoke freely.

"This Taoist Priest... the second floor has been reserved by the masters, please move your steps gently!"

The restaurant was open for business. Seeing that Wu Ming seemed to want to go upstairs, the shopkeeper immediately came out and politely declined with a smile on his face.

"Hold on! Let him come up and see how our luck is going. But with the hope of Qiong Lin, it's just for fun!"

Huang Juren, who was hosting a banquet today, saw Wu Ming's big sleeves fluttering and his immortal appearance. He didn't know why, but his heart moved and he blurted out.

His family always worshiped ghosts and gods, so the other disciples were not surprised when they heard this.

"Thank you!"

Wu Ming strolled forward and nodded casually. He looked at Huang Juren, nodded first, and then shook his head.

"Oh? Why is Taoist Master like this?"

Huang Juren asked in surprise.

"Sir, my Taoist temple, the blackness of your seal is caused by being close to powerful evil spirits day and night. If you don't deal with it properly, I'm afraid there will be a big disaster in the future..."

Wu Ming shook his head and said.

"Bold monster!"

"Rubber words!"

Hearing Wu Ming's shameless words, several other Juren immediately sneered, while Zhang Tianxiang looked at Huang Juren's pale face and looked at Wu Ming thoughtfully.

"Huh?"

A reincarnation person turned his eyes and said: "It seems that this paragraph does not exist in the storytelling?"

"Of course there is no such part!"

Ji Fu snorted coldly: "In the storytelling, Zhang Tianxiang's preparation for going to Beijing to take the exam was just mentioned in one sentence. How do we know if there are any twists and turns in it?"

"Young master, you don't believe it?"

Wu Mingyun waved his fly whisk gently: "You should get close to this evil god within three months... Originally, your literary spirit was quite good. Even if you failed to enter the capital this time, you will not succeed next time, but you were corroded by this evil god. Absorbing luck and drying up the essence and blood, I'm afraid it will show up within this month, and a disaster will be imminent within the year!"

These words hit Huang Juren's heart like a sharp knife, making him tremble all over and his lips began to turn blue.

His family loves to worship ghosts and gods, and they did invite a statue into the house three months ago.

But from that day on, there was no peace in the family home. Even he felt that his literary thoughts were exhausted. Instead of progressing in his studies and career, he seemed to be regressing.

After realizing it, they originally thought of sending the statue back, but whenever they wanted to do so, the whole family would have nightmares one after another and it was difficult to wake up.

After trying this for several times, he finally dared not take action, and even tortured him to the point of exhaustion.

But after all, he was a scholar, and he was in public. Although he believed in Wu Ming's supernatural power, his legs could not bend, his lips wriggled, and he could not say "Taoist Master, save me".

"Taoist Priest, please take a seat and see me for a moment. How about you?"

When Zhang Tianxiang saw this, his eyes flashed and he immediately opened his mouth to invite him.