I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

"Hey, this candied haws on a stick is pretty good."

Wu Lang took a bite and felt the sweet beauty and juice gushing out. Not only was the air fresh and spiritual in the world of immortality, the food was also unmatched in his previous life.

"That is!"

The old man buying candied haws on a stick chatted with Wu Lang and laughed loudly: "This is our ancestral craft? How dare you come to entertain the people on the streets of Jinghuang City without two brushes? This taste, even many immortals would say yes, vertical Thumbs up!”

It is different from Wu Lang working overtime.

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

Edicts are promulgated every year, and various city and regional transfer orders and development plans are issued every month.

In this way, it was only in a short period of time after the demonic disaster was quelled that it developed to what it is today.

As early as seven years ago, the cabinet made preparations for this world-wide competition, launching the construction of "Jinghuang City" and "inviting investment" from all over the world!

after all.

Their Human Emperor is secretly developing martial arts crazily, 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 blooming, the line of craftsmen has made the greatest progress.

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

"Isn't that true?? If you don't have two brushes, you can't pass the many tests and you can't enter Jinghuang City!"

The old man smiled and said very proudly: "I am envied by people from all over the country. I was recruited to serve in Jinghuang City to gain face for our emperor! Let me show you, the foreign guests from all over the world, that we in Jingzhou will not leave our emperor behind." face."

"You want to kill our emperor! Why aren't we angry? We ordinary people can't do anything but cheer up!"

When he said this, he was a little downcast and a little angry, "We didn't understand it at first. You are enemies. Why do we let us entertain you? Let you come and kill our sage who saved our suffering? But later we understood, that sage The adults are so open-minded that we can’t imagine.”

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

Another old woman selling beef soup said: "That's right, that's right! That gentleman has a broad mind, but you are so hard-hearted and don't want to see the good of us lower-class people!"

Being open-minded is not enough.

It’s just that I have the ability to pull out the network cable.

If the situation is really unwinnable, call the seven Tribulation-Transcending Emperors to take action one after another to kill those reincarnations in the Tribulation-Transcending and Integration stages who have not yet had time to prove the emperor!

They thought they were hiding deep.

In fact, if you really want to take action, you can track him down with the same GPS positioning as the Blood Skeleton Taoist.

He was never open-minded, but always confident.

Wu Lang was eating and sitting in the stall and echoed, "Old sir, how about a month's treatment in Jinghuang City?"

"Four lower square tripod spiritual stones!"

The old man was very talkative, and while setting up the stall to entertain guests, he replied: "Although I can't practice, I already have more than a hundred spiritual stones. When I build it, it is also a small carriage. It is quite interesting and can be used by mortals. "

"The treatment is good." Wu Lang smiled.

He suddenly had the experience of the game "Underworld" in his previous life.

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

Back then, after working overtime every day, he would go into the "Second World" to go fishing, eat delicious food, chat with the lower-class indigenous farmers, relax on the street, and listen to their parents' gossip about who was having conflicts and who was in trouble. The family is married.

Many times, "Irregular" players are social animals who work overtime. Their biggest hobby after get off work is to go to teahouses and wine shops, drink and eat meat, chat with the people at the bottom here, talk about life, and chat, and then gradually accumulate their understanding of The resentment of the immortals in this world.

Reality has smoothed the edges of the people they work with every day. In this world, why are they still so cruel?

All people in the world are created equal.

But what they couldn't achieve, I myself achieved in Jingzhou, and won the love and support of the people in Jingzhou.

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

"Masters, can you leave this skill to me?" Wu Lang suddenly said.

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

The old man smiled happily, "This craftsmanship used to be secretly passed down for more than ten generations, but now, even the immortals don't hide their secrets, so how can we hide them? Let's talk about it. It is also the philosophy of our Jingzhou Emperor, and we must treat our guests very well. Dadu, if you want to learn, I’ll teach you.”

Wu Lang smiled, suddenly feeling melancholy.

I really don't

Now everyone feels that they are open-minded and entertaining guests, but the people in the imperial city of Jingzhou are constantly worried about themselves?

He spent the next day working for the old man, helping him set up a stall, learning crafts, entertaining guests, and completing the work of an apprentice at the stall.

At the same time, I also helped people working at several stalls in the neighborhood.

He vaguely felt that his realm was loosening.

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

There are hundreds of professions in the world. You have to join the world, experience it, and learn from the Fa, the master of various folk professions in the world.

While constantly making candied haws and syrup, Wu Lang seemed to have an instinctive voice in his mind: Let’s start with delicious food!

Therefore, he respected his original heart.

Want to become a god.

Transform people first.

The stage of spiritual transformation is originally the transformation of the will in the heart.

There are hundreds of people in the world who are in the Nascent Soul stage, but there are only a few people who can break through the spirit and enter when they grow old and die.

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

But this path is also the path for all people in the world.

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

This monk learned so quickly that he was completely exhausted in just three hours.

The talent in this area is astonishing, and it can only be attributed to the immortal's magical methods.

This young and handsome monk even helped them perfect their secret recipe in one afternoon, and the taste went up several notches.

This made several vendors look at each other in a daze, thinking about this person's talent, maybe he has the ability to cook delicious food?

"tasty!"

"Why is it so delicious!"

"Hey, this street food actually has such tricks?"

"This bowl of noodles, my throat seems to be stimulated by the deliciousness, and it feels like a breakthrough in realm!"

Some monks who were communicating around also spread the word by word of mouth, and soon there was a long queue.

Wu Lang also completely abandoned all the distracting thoughts in his mind and concentrated on studying the fate of the "food field". He constantly had epiphanies and strange feelings erupted in his heart.

He managed four stalls by himself.

Keep wandering and cooking.

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

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the vendors and common people: "I've been nagging today, I'm leaving."

He took out a bamboo scroll, transferred his consciousness to it, and the written and ink words appeared one after another, converging into a secret book of exercises.

"Old sir, this is a gift for your communication. You teach me and I will give you what I have learned." Wu Lang handed it to them and left.

The old man didn't know why, and thought that this Buddhist monk from outside was giving them some scriptures and benefits. After all, there were monks who occasionally gave them tips after eating.

But when they opened it and took a look, they saw four big characters written on it: "The Way of the Kitchen Enters the Hua Lu".

When they took a closer look, they felt that something had suddenly dawned on them. An unprecedented avenue was unfolding before their eyes, opening up the road to eternal life.

This is a slightly different path for alchemists.

"Who is that person?" Several vendors trembled and suddenly had an incredible idea. They looked at the back of the young monk, but they were nowhere to be found.