Overgod Ascension

"Goro! Wake up! Wake up!"

Wu Ming went out of the merchant's house and saw Goro sleeping on the side, he couldn't help being extremely speechless, and stepped forward to kick him.

"Ah! I am so sorry, my lord!"

Goro blushed and bowed deeply.

"Well... find a hotel to stay, and then we will have a big meal, and you can leave..."

Wu Ming said casually, and immediately met Goro's sad eyes.

But he didn't say much.

After all, at his age, he has missed the best time to practice, and the next correction will inevitably cost more effort. It is true that Wu Ming wants to find some followers, but it does not mean that he needs everything. It is not directly proportional to the income.

"The Yamada family in Numata Castle?"

At this time, looking at the castle tower in the center of the city, a smile appeared on the corner of Wu Ming's mouth.

According to the statement here, those who have a stone height of more than 10,000 stone, build a city, and control a city and a country can be called daimyo.

The Yamada family stone is 12,000 high, which means that it can mobilize an army of about 1,000, and there are 20 to 50 samurai, which is indeed a considerable force in the Izumo Kingdom.

pity……

"For an ordinary army, a thousand soldiers means a thousand footlights. It's just ordinary farmers. It's really not worth looking forward to... The real combat power is still those dozens of warriors... It's even stronger than the previous Wang family in Chufeng County. Worse than..."

Fifty warriors represent fifty elite dental soldiers, who may have bows and horses. If they charge on the plain and are surrounded by this army, they will naturally die.

But Wu Ming had only one person, and he used the complex terrain to fight guerrillas. Killing feet was as easy as mowing grass, and he could even defeat the warriors one by one.

Needless to say, is Yamada Toramori really willing to use all his capital just to encircle and suppress a ronin?

Therefore, the previous duel in the wine house has actually passed.

This can be seen from the fact that Naito Takamasa, as the royal businessman of Yamada Toramori, came to solicit.

"My dignity is not in the privilege of a warrior, but in this sword..."

Wu Ming looked at the samurai sword on his waist and smiled.

The current him, no matter how penniless he is, is confident that he can live a good life when he is thrown into this world. What he relies on is his own strength! Or...inner luck!

This life is illusory, and external luck is like rootless duckweed. Only internal luck is the real power that you can truly control!

Although a little disappointed, Dangorang still completed his task brilliantly.

And Wu Ming was not short of money at all, so he naturally lived in the best room.

In fact, the lives of ronin and wild samurai are very hard. They are precarious, and it is normal to not have enough to eat. In winter, many people even die of freezing and starvation. But Wu Ming will not abuse himself. For ten pennies, you want the best for any enjoyment.

Soon, the news of a powerful warrior staying in the hotel spread, and the sense of security brought by it attracted more guests, making the pretty proprietress laugh from ear to ear.

It was night.

After rejecting the proprietress' invitation to Furo, which was full of hints and even explicit, Wu Ming sat cross-legged on the tatami, a pearl emerged in his hand, emitting a white light.

"This Suihou bead... seems to have changed slightly after absorbing the essence of Ba Snake!"

After becoming the Great Emperor of Dongyue, Wu Ming naturally knew what attracted Suihou Zhu in the Palace of the Lord!

"An ancient divine beast... Ba Snake? Speaking of which, although this bead is a dragon bead, it also has the nature of a snake..."

Wu Ming will follow Hou Zhu to face the moonlight, and he can immediately see that the golden blue cloud inside is condensed, and the looming purple snake shadow has become more and more lively.

The clouds on top of myself change in an instant.

Gold and green colors gathered, and a dragon with blue and purple eyes faintly emerged in the middle!

Although his heavenly eyes can see into the subtleties and divide people's luck into three layers, this dragon energy is just external luck, but other Qi watchers don't have this ability. If they see it, it is possible to just accept their heads and worship.

breathe……

With a simple breath, Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and he cut off the distracting thoughts, and entered the most suitable state for cultivation.

Within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the "Huang Ting Yin Talisman Classic", which had already completed the Human Immortal Scroll, began to operate automatically.

At this time, you can feel that the golden blue cloud outside is continuously decreasing, and it is ten times more concentrated, entering the range of internal movement.

Affected by this, the red and white color of inner luck that originally represented his rank as a sorcerer gradually became more and more red, and the process was continuously purified. The speed of the process was unbelievably fast, enough to make those Taoists who practiced hard in the mountains envious and jealous to death.

"The so-called solid foundation... is the process of completely digesting the external transportation of duckweed in the wind into a stable internal transportation..."

With the eyes of the sky and the way of luck, there is no secret in front of Wu Ming.

When the sky was getting brighter, Wu Ming slowly recuperated, with a look of joy on his face: "According to this progress, within a few months, you will definitely be able to advance to a real person!"

In fact, he didn't have much time to practice in the last ghost world and after returning to Da Zhou.

The world of gods and ghosts has not yet completed the formulas. After arriving in the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was directly pulled into the task within a few days. Only now can he calm down and understand the mystery of the Huang Ting Yin Talisman Sutra.

"In the realm of a cultivator, a sorcerer is white and red, a real person is red with inner luck, the soul is achieved, and the personality is consolidated...The next celestial master is golden..."

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the swordsman of Wu Nianliu.

"I also found out during this period of time that the way of swordsmanship in this world can be divided into four stages: swordsman, swordsman, swordsman, and only rumored swordsman... the first level of swordsman, the swordsman The second level, the third level of the sword master, the rumored sword master, maybe the fourth level, which is equivalent to the martial arts master?"

Martial Dao of the Great Zhou Dynasty is divided into four stages: Physical Realm, Grandmaster, Great Grandmaster, and Martial Saint.

This grand master is already comparable to a sorcerer, with white and red internal luck, and the grand master is a third-level martial arts master, comparable to a master of real people!

Although the Taoist method is very applicable, if the Taoist priests are well prepared, the warriors will definitely be defeated, but in terms of close combat, within five steps, the Taoist priests are naturally far inferior to the warriors.

"After the great master of martial arts, there is a martial sage! According to rumors, a martial sage has honed his body, inner breath, and spirit to the limit. Enemy! What if I don’t know the sword master here?”

"Although it is rumored that after the Martial Saint, there is no way, but the fourth-level master, comparable to the Taoist Heavenly Master, is also very terrifying..."

Wu Ming's expression was solemn.

The cultivation system of this Fusang Continent is not limited to the way of swordsmanship.

Onmyojis, ninjas, ghosts and gods, and even the rumored God of Creation Tianzhu, all let him know that this world may surpass the world of gods and ghosts, regardless of the peak power or the level of ordinary practitioners!

"Le Song in the world of gods and ghosts is just a real person of the third level of Taoism. After arriving here, he may also be a powerful man who can move a country, but he is definitely not invincible, the number one in the world..."

At this point, Wu Ming felt a little awe-inspiring.

He was originally a cautious person, so he immediately went over what he had done, and found that he hadn't done anything too outrageous, but he was not afraid of backlash, and felt a little relieved.

"And that hostile authorized person..."

Even if the opponent has a 10% chance of being stronger than Wu Ming, Wu Ming is not willing to take the risk.

Therefore, lurking here first and silently cultivating to become a real person may be the best response.

I am currently only at the second level of Taoism, and my combat power can barely enter the third level, but if I become a real person, and cooperate with the thunder method, my combat power can soar to the peak of the third level!

This is the level of a great swordsman. Even if a country is famous, it needs to be respected. It is a figure in the whole Fusang.

"The other party may not be in the Izumo country... the best way is to delay?"

Wu Ming thought of the ten-year limit again.

He is not someone who advocates a breakthrough between life and death. If it can be delayed until the end of ten years, and the other party happens to have no authority to exempt from obliteration, that would be a great thing.

He doesn't mind spending ten years at the cost of obliterating the enemy from the main temple!

"It's just the main temple, it doesn't seem to be so cheap for me?"

Wu Ming shook his head.

...

After two months.

"Ho Ho!"

A huge white ape with only a bloodshot vertical eye in the center of its forehead opened the bushes with both hands and roared at Wu Ming.

"shoot!"

Beside, more than a dozen Chinese people yelled and shot bows and arrows, but unfortunately they were all blocked by white fur.

"My lord, please!"

An old man in patterned clothes looked at the roar of the white ape monster, and immediately bowed his head to Wu Ming.

"Leave it to me!"

With a speechless expression on Wu Ming's face, he drew his sword and stepped forward, and a puff of light appeared, shining brightly.

"A mere samurai..."

The one-eyed ape roared, speaking human language: "Be a sacrifice to my ninety-nine deaths!"

"Noisy!"

Wu Ming slashed out with a sword, and the blazing sword light fell from the monkey's shoulder in an instant, like a broken bamboo.

Peng!

A large cloud of gray smoke exploded, revealing a cracked ceramic bowl, which fell to the ground and shook.

"I asked... I asked for it!"

The Chinese people next to them all opened their mouths wide, with expressions of disbelief on their faces: "Ninety-nine sent out their lives, but they drove away the existence of several monks and sorcerers..."

"As expected of God Oni Konosuke-sama!"

"My lord's sword has light! Fumokier really lives up to its reputation, it is a famous blade in the world..."

...

There were many discussions, but Wu Ming was very embarrassed: "Isn't it just a first-level ghost..."

In his spiritual eyes, the white giant ape just now, regardless of the evil and ghostly aura, has only pale black internal luck!

Generally speaking, purifying one color means consolidating one's rank. For example, internal movement pure black is the standard level one! Pure white is the standard level two! Now the light black is slightly stronger than ordinary people, and it can be said to be like this!

Seeing that the old man next to him also looked grateful, Wu Ming was even more speechless. (To be continued.)