Overgod Ascension

“What? There's a charge even for taking it out! This temple of the Lord is so dark! ”

Although his former identity was the Prince of Spring Water without sunshine, he saw himself so hard to work, so easily earned merit was quickly absorbed by the Temple of the Lord, and Ji Fu had to send out the same roar as other returning predecessors.

The Temple of the Nai He Lord is the Temple of the Lord. Even though he made it clear that he was going to kill him, he could only beat his teeth and swallow blood. The so-called protest could not hurt even Wu Ming's hair.

[Ding! Since you are still a rookie returner, the trading market will open after three rounds of tasks!

[Team system will be unlocked after two rounds of tasks. Please pay for details!

……

The two prompts were brushed out again, causing Ji's face to appear as a silent color.

For Wu Ming, it is only possible to increase vitality and strength by fully communicating with the returnees below, and the open team system naturally does the same.

He nevertheless placed limits on the number of squadrons in order to avoid the emergence of alliances among returnees throughout space.

Of course, Ki Fu, at this time, is not clear about this, not to mention that he is looking forward to an unparalleled market for returnees, which is no different from Haunted House at this time.

“Temple of the Lord! I chose to go back to the world! ”

[Ding! Attention, you only have 12 hours to stay in the main temple before the next round of missions begins, I hope you make reasonable use of it!

[In the Lord's world, information about the Temple of the Lord must not be divulged in any way, violators, obliterated!

The temple of the Lord flashes and a prompt box pops up.

“Wait a minute! ”

Ji suddenly discovered a trap: "What about the next mission? ”

[Insufficient permissions, unable to query!

A ruthless hint emerged, and he was‘ kicked ’out by the Temple of the Lord.

……

“The Prince is awake! The prince is awake! ”

Dizzy ears suddenly send a surprise sound with a sense of familiarity.

When Ji opened her eyes, she saw two beautiful faces with a gaze of concern.

“Dark incense, Yilan? ”

He recognised that these were his two close-knit maids and asked, “Where am I? ”

“Prince, of course you are in the royal palace. On that day you suddenly fainted, but you scared the slaves to death. Fortunately, you have the blessing of your ancestors! ”

Dark incense, with its hands together, seems to be praying to the Buddha of the Gods of Heaven, while Yilan flew out quickly to inform the doctor and the Princess.

“I... fainted? ”

Ji Fu's face appeared hesitant: “Was it just a dream? ”

His hands were tight, and suddenly he felt something again, which he had redeemed before and filled with a distracted vial.

“Huh?”

Imagine wondering, "Prince, when did you have more of this? ”

These days, she and Yilan were constantly serving, washing her body every day, even though she had something, she had already taken it off.

“Nothing! If you shouldn't ask, don't ask! ”

Once Ji Fu is serious, knowing that he has become a returnee, it is probably not a delusion.

“Li Shenghand is here! ”

At this time, Yilan, who had just gone out, came in with a mentally healthy elderly man with a faint scent of medicine. It was only after dealing with the medicine for many years that the smell would be present. He had to go forward and give Ji a pulse.

“Wait...”

Ji waved back: “Sir, take a look at this for me...”

Saying, hand over the vial.

“This is…”

Li Shenghand opened the bottle lid and sniffed, the expression on his face was a shock.

“This is the divine dispersion. It is rumored that it is modelled on the configuration of the ancient progesterone. It is able to determine the peace of mind. Sir can go down and examine carefully one, two...”

If you really want to take it yourself, Ji Fu would have swallowed it in the space of the main god, and spent the price to bring it to the big week, naturally to ask someone to distinguish between authenticity and hypocrisy.

“Old age knows! ”

Li Sheng nodded his hand and got up and left.

As the son of the King of Zhenbei, Ji was born with this benefit. No matter what the superiors do, their subordinates can only listen carefully.

‘If it's true, it's progesterone! No… there is the Temple of the Lord… even though… I have not tried it indisputably! ’

Ji rethinked silently, releasing a flame of ambition in his eyes, and suddenly he said: "Da! Er!”

“Subordinates in! ”

Two gorgeous guards entered and knelt respectfully on the ground.

They were all famous martial arts fighters on the river and lake. They had to contend with the ranking of the Wulin Congress and so on. They had to surrender to the King's Palace and obtain refuge. They were the kind of dead men whose lives were at the mercy of the elderly and the young, most trustworthy.

“Go to the shantytowns, in the Three Fish Alley, find a beggar... his name is Zhu Si, after finding someone, take him to... wait! ”

Ji turned back: “Take him to my hiding place in the east of the city, don't tell him who I am! ”

Zhu Si's identity was held by him from the beginning, but he didn't leak anything to Zhu Si.

Now he has understood the terrible talent of the returnees, even though the talent is despicable, so long as he survives a few rounds of tasks, he can achieve achievements.

In this way, this person is an uncontrollable and dangerous person in the Great Week world, without having to have too much sympathy from the start.

‘After grasping this man, in the temple of the Lord, is also an arm help, unfortunately... the three aunts and the heart are too sly...'

If there is an opportunity, Ji Fu naturally doesn't mind using secular forces to wipe them out.

They are not Zhu Si's idiots. They keep their mouths shut about their identity, even though Ji Fu is useless.

“And... and..."

Ji rose up and frowned from time to time, thinking in silence: "The temple of the Lord... the temple of the Lord... this is not a temporary matter, there must be a record in the secret roll of the court... even if the Prince suddenly looked at these, it is difficult to discern, it is impossible to say that other returnees will find traces of the spider silk horse, difficult! Hard! Hard!!! ”

He pushed out the window and looked at the sunset, which had fallen slowly. For the first time, he felt so strange that he was familiar with the extreme world.

……

Chufeng County, Wu Jiabao.

Wu Ming, dressed in a plain robe and lying on a bamboo chair, was also thinking about this loss in silence.

“It is feasible to disturb the order of the number of the returnees, to continue... There are deficiencies in the task layout, be careful next time...”

He recalled the mission and carefully tasted success and failure.

It has to be said that as a novice god, the results of his action were not satisfactory and could be described as poor.

But he had countless chances to come back, nothing.

Remember to lose, improve slowly, that is.

“The next step is to continue to select the returnees, start the mission, train the elite, and prepare for future battles… and the old returnees! ”

It has to be said that after Wu Ming began shepherding, the old brand returners actually went through a long happy life.

With the exception of a few cyclists who disseminated The Westside of the Week in the Greater Week world, no task had been received, and it was clear that the anomaly was unusual.

The world wasn't strong enough before, but now it's not.

“This old cyclist, each task interval can be extended to give the new cyclist a chance to catch up...”

Wu Ming shrugged and many thoughts emerged: “And… they are innate compared to newcomer returnees, simply turned into two big camps… how about organizing a confrontation? ”

……

“Young master! Young master!”

At this time, the violin and the samurai quickly broke in, with the colour of surprise on his face: “Congratulations, sir! Master He Xi! ”

“Hmm?”

Wu Ming frowned and immediately saw Li Xiuyun with a strong smile on his back face. In his heart, he moved: “But is Madame happy? ”

“Exactly! ”

Samurai nodded in connection with the samurai painting: “Madam sensed it herself, and then asked Dr. Wang to personally consult the pulse! Congratulations, sir! ”

“Ha ha! I'm going to see Madame myself! ”

Wu Ming also rose with joy on his face.

He used to be a cyclist, unsafe, but he didn't have any ideas for future generations.

But now, with dominance, self-preservation has become less controlling in the weekly world.

I heard it now, but it really came from the heart.

The common man, with descendants, is a continuation of spirit and blood, completing another form of immortality.

Wu Ming felt a connection! The connection to the Week of the World made him feel the ‘real’ of the world and the emotion for life.

Although his life is bound to last forever, even if he cannot live forever, he may well surpass his descendants. He does not have to entrust the wish of eternal life to his descendants, but it is also a novel experience, especially the cause and effect of repaying the Wu family.

“I went to see her myself! ”

He stood up and walked backwards, but there was another thought in his mind: ‘This news… perhaps we should also inform Sister Wu Qing? ’

“O 22977;! ”

Of course, by the time he reached the door, Wu Ming had pressed all his thoughts down, his face was filled with joy, pushed the door open, watched the martial arts of the changing robe, gently embraced it in his arms.

Though he didn't say anything, he could sense that the last trace of uneasiness on the bottom of Wuhu's heart, which was still haunting him, gradually disappeared with the wind.

“Indeed...”

At this time, after careful observation, using the power of the Numen God, he immediately discovered a very slight trace of life in the body of Wuzhu, which I'm afraid is less than a few days away.

If it is true that there is a month, you can never escape your perception. It is just not possible that you can often use your mind to sweep Wuhan. Instead, as a martial arts archdeacon, she has a fine grasp of the body and first discovered it.

“This kid, this is a bad time...”

Wu Xiao touched his belly and his face filled with the glow of motherhood, suddenly another sigh.

“You can take care of the baby with peace of mind. The military affairs will be taken care of by others! ”

Wu Ming comforted.

“No!”

Wu Zheng struggled to get up, with a resolute color on his face: "We were going to settle Dingzhou after the fall, it seems that it is time to sooner rather than later! I should get rid of the aftermath as soon as possible and worry about my son! ”

Wu Minghan took a moment and became stronger as a mother. After she became pregnant, she became more resolute.