Overgod Ascension

Dachang Empire, Fufeng County, New Territories Port.

It was early one morning, with a thin sea mist floating on the distant sea level, and the newly rising sun shining down its warm golden light. I saw that the originally silent port began to gradually become noisy and noisy again.

This New Territories Port was built less than ten years ago, but because it is located in the far west of the empire, it has an advantageous location and is a deep-water port. Therefore, business is very prosperous, with an endless stream of passenger ships, bringing huge income to the tax collectors.

In fact, in the establishment of the Dachang Empire, even Fufeng County was a newly established county and was obtained through annexation.

The Dachang Empire originally issued a reclamation order, announcing that all empire subjects could obtain fifty acres of cultivated land in Fufeng County. Those with titles would be granted in ascending order, and taxes would be exempted and exempted for the first three years. After ten years of farming, the land would officially belong to the subjects.

This set off a wave of the empire's westward expansion. In order to stabilize Fufeng County, the Dachang Empire even set up a permanent reclamation regiment here. Although it has been incorporated into the regular army, it is also a quite notorious force in the western border of the empire.

"Is this the New Territories Port? It's quite lively!"

Wu Ming was dressed in a green shirt, with a piece of fine mutton-fat white jade hanging on his waist. He was waving a folding fan in his hand, looking like a charming young man, strolling casually on the streets of the port.

At this time, he naturally did not use William's appearance, but returned to his original appearance. He had black hair and black eyes, exactly like most of the people around him. Walking here, he seemed to be still in the Great Zhou World, which made his expression slightly... Trance.

Of course, because it is a port, you can often see Western merchants from the sea here, most of whom are mixed races, and even aliens with terrifying looks!

The aliens here are not just different in skin color, but two completely different species from humans!

For example, right next to Wu Ming, a strong man with a tiger's head walked past without any scruples, just swaggering through the street.

"Orcs? No...according to the official name of the Dachang Empire, it should be the Tiger Clan? It's really interesting..."

This world, due to the large number of time travellers, has already undergone many wonderful changes. Even the origins of many intelligent creatures may come from other worlds, so Wu Ming is not surprised if anything appears.

"Humans... are not the masters of this world..."

Thinking about the news, Wu Ming sighed, feeling a little heavy.

The Dachang Empire was indeed vast and rich, and even the Western countries were in their prime and dominating the world, but there were more intelligent races in this world.

Some of them are natives of this world, and some are simply visitors from another universe who have migrated as a whole. They also occupy a large territory in this world, presenting a situation where various races are numerous.

Under such circumstances, martial arts have become common practice in human kingdoms in both the East and the West, and their subjects are constantly encouraged to expand outward.

Fortunately, this world is vast enough, with a lot of new continents and undeveloped wastelands, so there is no bad blood between the several big countries, and they have to fight to solve the problem.

As the sun rises, the hustle and bustle of the entire port becomes even higher.

After leaving the dock area, Wu Ming was suddenly filled with a variety of shops.

Gold and silver shops, grain shops, cloth shops, teahouses and restaurants, casinos and gambling houses... everything is available.

Of course, there are some places like martial arts halls and sword palaces, which look like places of practice, but they are only opened in such downtown areas. Most of them have no skills and just make hard money with one or two tricks.

If you want to truly learn the truth, you either have to be extremely qualified and have a good master, or you have to spend a lot of money like Zhang Fan.

"Street martial arts schools are only the lowest level, and above that, there are various schools! These are the schools that truly teach the extraordinary way. For example, the Seven Swords School where Zhang Fan once learned swordsmanship has produced several swordsman masters. He is famous as a master... and has the first reputation in Fufeng County!"

Wu Ming didn't know much about the power system of this world, but being named a Grand Master should only be considered a legend.

Of course, even if Seven Swords Academy wants to truly obtain the true inheritance, money alone is not enough, otherwise Zhang Fan would not have fallen into Wu Ming's hands so easily.

If it hadn't been for him, Wu Ming wouldn't have even thought of visiting the New Territories Port.

Moreover, in addition to various martial arts schools and schools, there are also several strange places in this port, which attracted Wu Ming's attention.

Because the extraordinary aura above those buildings was the strongest in the entire port, with a sacred aura that was far beyond the ordinary.

"Taozhu Temple?"

Walking along the spiritual light he saw in his sky eye, Wu Ming looked at the vast shrine in front of him and the bustling team, mostly businessmen, and was a little speechless.

"This is supposed to be a shrine dedicated to a true god, but is the business so good?"

Wu Ming took a glance outside and saw a row of windows similar to bank counters. Many businessmen were depositing and withdrawing gold and silver, holding certificates. He immediately understood: "It turns out that this is an alien version of a bank. This world The God of Tao Zhu is really business-minded..."

There is no doubt that in any era, banking and finance are always the most profitable, and business here has evolved to the point of using paper money.

It's just that what merchants use is not paper money, but certificates for depositing and withdrawing gold and silver, but it really can't be true anymore!

Because every such Jiaozi has the mark of the divine power of the God of Tao and Zhu! It is simply difficult for outsiders to imitate.

"No wonder the aura is so powerful..."

Wu Ming did not enter the temple rashly, but slowly backed away.

With so much wealth gathered, the strength of the God of Tao Zhu in this world must be extraordinary. He may be as different from himself as he is both at the seventh level.

Moreover, he is still a god in this world, recognized by the people of heaven, earth and the force of chaos, but he is no more than an outsider. He is not at the level of Daluo. After all, he has the suppression of the world. If he rashly breaks into the temple of such an existence, if he is Once discovered, it immediately causes huge trouble.

"According to the memories of Zhang Fan and other sailors, Tao Zhu and Mazu have the best incense in the New Territories port, and there are also some sporadic gods nearby. It is better to start from low to high in contact."

In Shinto, there are naturally strong and weak ones.

The strong one can be as high as Jinxian and Daluo, while the weak one can be the land of a village, the mountain god, etc., who is considered to be at the bottom of the Shinto, and can be bullied by any monsters and monsters.

Of course, ordinary land and mountain gods are not qualified to be worshiped in the New Territories Port. Those who can survive in the competition between the two temples are at least one of the righteous gods and earth gods, similar to the legendary realm practitioners in Shinto.

From Wu Ming's perspective, it was the fifth level of Shinto.

He sat in the main temple, clearly understood the use of the Force, and unified the avenues of thousands of worlds under the Force. He immediately became distinct and could be divided into levels based on luck.

The fifth level of Shinto is neither above nor below Shinto. Although according to the standards of this world, he is not yet a true god, but he is only one step away.

Wu Ming took one last look at the bustling Tao Zhu Temple, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

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"Sihai Trading Company is here, right?"

He searched inside the port for a long time and finally found a trading house in the corner.

To say it is a trading house is too flattering. It looks like a small store, and you can clearly see the inside of the store from the outside.

However, the curtains and doors outside were wiped extremely clean, and it was obvious that the people who took care of them were very capable.

"Please come in, guest!"

As soon as Wu Ming stepped into the store, the sharp-eyed clerk noticed it immediately and came forward with a flattering smile: "Don't know what you want to buy? We have everything in this store!"

Just from the look of his dress, he knew that Wu Ming was either rich or noble at this time. How could this guy miss out on a big deal?

"I'm not selling anything, I'm looking for your shopkeeper!"

Wu Ming shook his head.

"Shopkeeper? Okay, please wait..."

Perhaps because of Wu Ming's temperament, although the guy was a little confused, he didn't dare to neglect and went into the inner hall.

Not long after, an old man with a long beard hanging down his chest, dark skin, and a skinny appearance came out and saluted Wu Ming: "Old man Xiang Tian, ​​the shopkeeper of this shop, I don't know why the customer is here? "

"I was asked to send you something!"

Wu Ming took out a letter: "Corporal Zhang Fan, is he your boss?"

"Exactly..."

The old man was shocked: "Calculate the time, I should be back from going to sea by now, could it be..."

As he said this, cold sweat started to flow from his forehead.

The ocean in this world is far more dangerous than Wu Ming's previous life. After all, some ancient sea monsters and magical beasts would make even gods feel frightened when they confront them.

Some even cannot be killed at all and can only choose to seal them.

In this era, when you go out to sea and run business routes, you will naturally earn money by selling your life.

The shopkeeper has actually seen many adventures going out to sea, and there has been no news since then, or there may have been news of shipwrecks and casualties.

"I just met Corporal Zhang by chance at sea, and then encountered a big storm. I really don't know where he is now!"

In fact, Zhang Fan is currently staying in a prison in the Seer Kingdom.

Wu Ming unceremoniously used some tricks on him and obtained his autographed letters, preparing to use this as a springboard to obtain a new identity and start traveling in the Dachang Empire.

In a world, you must abide by the rules of that world.

With his current strength, even if the main temple is exhausted, he may not be able to do anything to the eight main gods.

In this case, we should naturally keep a low profile and abide by the rules of the game.

Using this as an entry point to obtain a reasonable and legal identity, although it is a bit cumbersome, is very safe and is not easy to be traced.

"This is your proprietor's handwriting, take a look at it!"

Wu Ming handed over the letter carelessly, while he drank tea beside the old man.

As Xiang Zhitian looked at it, his expression was relaxed and solemn for a while, as if he had encountered some huge problem.