The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

From south to north, and then from north to south.

Murong Bai stopped and stopped in the whole world, saw a lot of scenery, and met many capable practitioners.

It is said that there are sages in the mountains and fields, and this is indeed true.

After all, not every successful person in the world will enter the heavenly court to be an official.

Murong Bai traveled north and south, and in the deep mountains and old forests, he met several Sanxians with high abilities.

For some of them, Murong Bai had to take out the Qingming Sword to remain undefeated in the duel with the opponent, which is enough to see the depth of the opponent's ability.

After such a period of time, Murong Bai has met quite a few like-minded friends.

Later, one year later, when Murong Bai was on his way to Sichuan, a thought suddenly moved in his heart, and he wanted to go to Mount Qingcheng to have a look.

It's a pity that there is not a white girl who looks like a fairy on Qingcheng Mountain, and the most powerful monster here is just a vixen with only five hundred years of cultivation.

With a touch of regret, Murong Bai went down Qingcheng Mountain, then turned around and walked towards Emei.

In his arrangement, because of the particularity of Mount Emei, he regarded Mount Emei as the last stop of his trip.

After all, although Zhao Gongming is the God of Wealth in the Heavenly Court, his official title and official position is the True Monarch of the Profound Altar of Dragon and Tiger.

And on Mount Emei, there is not only the Xuantan Zhenjun Temple, which is located on a certain peak of Mount Emei, but now it has already collapsed, and the Luofu Cave buried in the long river of time is even the cave that once belonged to Zhao Gongming.

Therefore, even though Zhao Gongming in the sky has a lot of miscellaneous things, he will at least maintain a certain degree of attention here on Mount Emei.

Murong Bai had a plan in mind, after this trip to Emei, if he still had nothing to gain, he should go back to the cave in the West Lake and devote himself to cultivation.

Blacksmith need its own hardware.

When one's own cultivation base has improved, by then, what things are not easy to accomplish?

People in the world love money, so when Murong Bai walked up Mount Emei, he soon saw that although there were many temples and dojos for gods and gods in this land of Mount Emei, the Xuantan Zhenjun Temple belonging to Zhao Gongming was definitely the one with the most incense. One of several temples.

After all, the God of Wealth.

There is no harm in going to worship if you have nothing to do.

Because Murong Bai was dressed as a Taoist priest, although his cultivation base was not considered strong under the cover of the system, his demeanor was very different from ordinary Taoist priests who had some abilities but were arrogant.

Therefore, when the Taoists in the Zhenjun Temple noticed the mana fluctuations in Murong Bai's body, they immediately treated him with great courtesy.

Hearing that Murong Bai said that he would go to the main hall to worship the statue of Zhao Gongming, he immediately gave him the green light, sent two young Taoist priests to lead Murong Bai all the way there, and prepared incense paper for him early fire.

However, Murong Bai wanted to show his sincerity to Zhao Gongming, so it was naturally impossible to use these high-end goods provided by the Taoists of Zhenjun Temple.

Instead, after politely rejecting the kindness of the two little Taoist priests, he took out a stack of incense candles that had been concocted in a special way from the Qiankun bag tied around his waist. Insert it on the altar in front of you.

With the system in his body, Murong Bai doesn't need to be afraid that Zhao Gongming will see through his true cultivation, and then ask him a soul question, asking why he can grow from an unformed animal in just over a hundred years. The three-legged golden toad has such a powerful ability as it is today.

Even if it is only powerful compared to ordinary gods.

In his heart, he was relieved of the only worry, and Murong Bai's gesture of burning incense and praying was completely sincere, and no one could find the slightest fault.

After praying, Murong Bai expressed his gratitude and longing for his master Zhao Gongming through words. Every sentence sounded deep and meaningful, and the little Taoist priests guarding outside the temple were amazed by Murong Bai and Zhao Gongming. The relationship between Gongming and Murongbai felt emotional and sighed because of Murongbai's experience of struggling alone in the world for more than a hundred years.

However, although Murong Bai touched the little Taoist priest in Zhenjun Temple, Zhao Gongming still failed to meet him in the lower realm after the incense candles were burned out.

Seeing such a scene, Murong Bai sighed secretly in his heart, and finally decided to let everything go according to fate in the future, no matter whether Zhao Gongming is willing to come to see him in the lower realm, he only needs to take care of his own practice and don't need to care about other things.

After standing up from the mat, Murong Bai bowed to Zhao Gongming's golden body again, then turned and left.

He didn't look depressed, but with a slight smile on his lips, he went directly to the temple of Zhenjun Temple, took out a few ingots of gold from his arms, and handed them to him.

"This is the sesame oil money I dedicated to Zhenjun, please keep it well, fellow Taoist."

Seeing this, Lao Miaozhu thanked him again and again, but Murong Bai smiled and waved at him, and without looking back, he strode out of Zhenjun Temple and down Mount Emei.

Chapter 1139 The Old Lady

Chapter 1139

Murong Bai descended the mountain extremely fast.

Going against the flow of people, Murong Bai arrived at the foot of the mountain in just half an hour.

He didn't go to the surrounding towns either, but found a shortcut, and planned to go to Chengdu Mansion for a walk before heading back to West Lake.

The so-called shortcut trails are naturally those mountain trails that are rarely visited by people, and usually no one is willing to step on them.

But what Murong Bai didn't expect was that he had only walked more than a mile, and from the mountain road ahead, there was a sudden burst of faint crying.

After a few more steps, he turned a corner.

Accompanied by the sudden clarity of his vision, Murong Bai finally saw the source of the bursts of crying earlier.

It was an old woman who was sitting in a gazebo beside the mountain road, covering her face with her hands, and weeping.

Originally, Murong Bai didn't want to bother with these trivial matters, but after glancing at the old woman, he just planned to leave quickly.

But when he got close to the gazebo, he heard the despair contained in the woman's crying, Murong Bai's heart softened, but he couldn't calm down and walked away from here without stopping half a step.

He turned his direction and walked into the gazebo instead.

After the old woman heard his footsteps and raised her head, Murong Bai tried to speak more calmly, and asked the old woman, "Ma'am, what difficulties have you encountered?"

Because Murong Bai is dressed as a Taoist, he looks very good, and he came down from Mount Emei, so in the eyes of a worldly person like the old woman, it is enough to be comparable to the immortal teacher. equal sign.

Therefore, even though the old lady's mood was very sad at this moment, she still cheered herself up when she heard Murong Bai's question, and responded to Murong Bai, saying, "Thank you for your concern, the old man is just... ...I just think of my poor brother, and I feel a little overwhelmed."