I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 219 Studying the law and common people, the way of transforming gods

"Oh, this candied haws is not bad."

Wu Lang took a bite, feeling the fresh and sweet beauty and juice rushing out. Not only is the air fresh and aura abundant in the world of cultivating immortals, but the food is also incomparable in previous lives.

"That is!"

The old man who bought the candied haws chatted with Wu Lang, laughed loudly and said, "Our ancestral handicraft? Don't have two brushes, dare to invite the people of Jinghuang City to entertain you on the street? The taste is good, but even many immortals have to say yes, vertical Thumbs up!"

It's different from Wu Lang fishing and working overtime.

The eight cabinet ministers govern the world in an orderly manner.

Every year, decrees are promulgated, and various cities, regional transfer orders, and development plans are issued every month.

In this way, it was only in a short period of time after the evil disaster was put down that it developed to today.

As early as seven years ago, the cabinet made preparations for this world competition, initiated the construction of "Jinghuang City", and "invested" from all over the world!
after all.

Their Renhuang is frantically developing exercises in secret, why don't they try their best?
"This Jinghuang City is amazing." Wu Lang sighed and looked at the craftsmen on the city wall. After the collision of a hundred flowers, the craftsmen's line was the most improved.

The entire "capital city" is like fairy palaces surrounded by pavilions.

"Isn't that?? Without two brushes, you can't pass many tests, and you can't enter Jinghuang City!"

The old man smiled and said very proudly: "I am envied by all the towns and cities. I was conscripted to serve in the Jinghuang City to win face for our emperor! Show you foreign guests from all over the world, we Jingzhou will not leave behind our emperor! face."

"You want to kill our great emperor! Why are we not angry? We ordinary people can't do anything, we can only cheer on this!"

He said this, a little dejected and a little resentful, "We didn't understand at first, you are enemies, why did we entertain you? Let you come and kill our sage who saved us from suffering? But later we understood, that sage Adults are open-minded, which is beyond our imagination."

"Yes." A noodle vendor next to him also echoed: "If it weren't for this, how could we be nice to you? You are enemies!"

Another old woman who sold beef soup said: "Yes, yes! That lord has a big heart, but your heart is hard-hearted. You can't see the kindness of us low-level people!"

It's not enough to be open-minded.

It's just that I have the ability to pull the switch and pull the network cable.

If it is really impossible to win, call the seven great emperors to take action one after another to kill those reincarnations in the tribulation stage and the fusion stage who have not yet had time to become emperors!
They thought they were hiding deep.

In fact, if you really want to do it, GPS positioning is the same as the Taoist blood skeleton, and you can chase and kill him to death.

He has never been open-minded, but has the chance to win.

Wu Lang sat in the stall while eating, and echoed, "Old man, what is the salary for a month in Jinghuang City?"

"Four inferior Fangding spirit stones!"

The old man was very talkative, and while fiddling with the booth to entertain guests, he replied: "Although I can't practice, I already have more than 100 spirit stones, and when I build it, it's also a small carriage, which is quite interesting and can be used by ordinary people. "

"The treatment is good." Wu Lang smiled.

He suddenly had the experience of the game "Huangquan Ghost Escort" in his previous life.

As a leisure and entertainment travel player, it feels like traveling everywhere.

Back then, after working overtime every day, he also entered the "Second World" for a walk, fishing, eating delicious food, chatting with the aboriginal farmers at the bottom, relaxing on the street, listening to their parents' short stories, whoever had conflicts, who The family got married.

Most of the time, "foreigners" players are social animals who work overtime. Their biggest hobby after work is to go to teahouses, wine shops, drink and eat meat, chat with the people at the bottom here, talk about life, and chatter. The resentment of the fairy gate in this world.

The reality has smoothed the edges and corners of the people they work every day. In this world, why should they be so cruel?

All people in the world are created equal.

What they couldn't achieve, I realized in Jingzhou myself, and won the love and support of the people of Jingzhou.

Like this old man on the street, the public opinion of the people has already gathered here.

"Grandpa, can you leave this craft to me?" Wu Lang said suddenly.

"Okay, do you want to learn this monk?"

The old man smiled happily, "This original craftsmanship has been passed down for more than ten generations, but now, the immortals don't hide their unique skills, so how can we hide them? Let's share it. It's also the philosophy of our Jingzhou Renhuang. Dadu, if you want to learn, I will teach you."

Wu Lang smiled, suddenly feeling a little melancholy.

I really don't
Now that everyone feels that they are open-minded and entertain guests, the people of Jingzhou Imperial City are constantly worrying about themselves?
In the next day, he worked for the old man, helped him set up a stall, learned crafts, entertained guests, and worked as an apprentice at the stall.

At the same time, I also helped the people in several stalls in the nearby neighborhood to work.

He vaguely felt that his realm had loosened.

Sure enough, blindly working overtime and working hard behind closed doors will not work.

There are hundreds of occupations in the world. I have to join the WTO, experience it, and study the Fa. This is the master of various folk occupations in the world.

While constantly making candied haws and making syrup, an instinctive voice seemed to come from Wu Lang's mind: Let's start with the food!

Therefore, he honored his original heart.

Desire to transform into a god.

Transform people first.

The stage of becoming a god is originally a transformation of the will in the heart.

There are hundreds of Nascent Soul Stages in the world, but there are only a few of them who can break through the gods and enter after old age and death.

At the same time, after going down the mountain for just a few days, Wu Lang unexpectedly discovered that his path was ordinary, and the path of becoming a god was not obscure at all, it was right in front of him.

But this road is also the way of the world.

"Monk, you learn so quickly!" The old man was also surprised.

This monk actually learned so fast that he was emptied in just three hours.

The talent in this area can be described as amazing, and it can only be attributed to the immortal means of the immortal.

Even, this young and handsome monk helped them perfect the secret recipe of their food in one afternoon, and the taste has improved several grades.

This made several street vendors stare in a daze, thinking about this person's talent, maybe he has the ability to cook food?

"good to eat!"

"Why is it so delicious!"

"Hey, this street food, there is such a trick?"

"This bowl of noodles, the throat seems to be stimulated by the deliciousness, as if the refreshing feeling of a breakthrough!"

Some monks who communicated everywhere also spread word of mouth, and a long queue soon formed.

And Wu Lang also completely abandoned all kinds of distracting thoughts in his mind, and devoted himself to studying the fate of the "food field", constantly having epiphanies in his heart, and strange feelings erupted.

He supported four stalls by himself.

Constantly wandering, cooking.

In the evening, after helping out all afternoon and entertaining the guests, Wu Lang had an epiphany in his heart, and suddenly felt something in his heart.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the street vendors and ordinary people: "I'm nagging today, I'm leaving."

He took out a bamboo scroll, and his consciousness was transmitted to it, and a series of pen and ink characters appeared, converging into a secret book of exercises.

"Mister, this is a gift for you to communicate with. You teach me, and I will pass on to you what I have learned." Wu Lang handed it to them and left.

The old man didn't know why, so he thought that the monks from the outside world were giving them some scriptures and benefits. After all, there were occasional monks who gave them tips after eating.

But when they unfolded it, they saw four large characters "Kitchen Dao into Hualu" written on it.

When they took a closer look, they felt that they were suddenly enlightened, and an unprecedented avenue appeared in front of their eyes, opening the road to longevity and long-sightedness.

This is a slightly different path for alchemists.

"Who is that person?" The vendors shook their bodies, and suddenly burst out with an incredible idea. They looked at the back of the young monk, but they were nowhere to be seen.

(End of this chapter)