Overgod Ascension

Dachang Empire, Feng County, New Territories Harbor.

It was in the early morning of the day that the sea level in the distance was drifting with a thin mist, and the rising sun shone a warm golden light, watching the otherwise quiet harbour, and began to make noise again.

The port of the New Territories has been closed for less than a decade, but because of its location in the extreme west of the Empire, its location and its location as a deep-water port, the business is thriving, with constant passenger shipping and substantial revenues for tax officials.

In fact, in the preparation of the Dachang Empire, even Feng County, the newly established county, was acquired through annexation.

The Dachang Empire originally issued a reclamation order announcing that any imperial people could acquire fifty acres of cultivated land in Feng County, with the number of titles gradually increasing, and tax relief for the first three years. Ten years after cultivation, the land was officially owned by the people.

As a result, a wave of western infiltration of the Empire was set in motion, and in order to stabilize Feng County, Dachang Empire is here a permanent army of reclaimers, with the nature of a garrison, because of the frequent fighting with various natives with Xiyi, even though it is not part of the regular army formation, but the Empire Xiyi is also a notorious force.

“Is this the port of the New Territories? It's quite lively! ”

Wu Ming attacked the green shirt and hung a good white jade of sheep fat on his waist. He shook a folding fan in his hand. He looked like a good son and wandered the streets of the port.

At this time, he, naturally, did not use William's appearance, but restored himself, his dark hair and eyes, like most of the people around him, walked here, as if he were still in the world around the world, making his face slightly tranced.

Of course, because of the port, you can often see Xiyi merchants from the sea, more hybrids, and even horrifying interracials!

The heterogeneous race here is not a monochromatic difference, but two completely different species from humans!

For example, just beside Wu Ming, a big man with a big figure but a tiger head, walked without any hesitation, so he shook the city in the street.

“Orc? No... according to the official name of the Dachang Empire, it should be the Mountain Kingdoms? Interesting...”

It is not surprising that Wu Ming has emerged in this world, where many wonderful changes have already taken place, even many sources of intelligent creatures, perhaps from different worlds, due to the acceptance of a large number of passers-by.

“Humans… are not the masters of this world…”

Mindful of the news, Wu Ming sighed and was in a bit of a heavy mood.

It is true that the Empire of Dachang is vast, rich in the four seas, even the Western countries are prosperous and overwhelming, but there are more intelligent races in the world.

They are either indigenous to the world, or simply alien cosmic visitors who migrate as a whole, occupying a significant part of the world as well, presenting a situation of tribal forests.

Under these circumstances, both in the East and West human kingdoms, it is still martial arts, constantly encouraging the expansion of the children.

Fortunately, the world is vast enough, with plenty of new continents and untapped wasteland supplies, to solve problems in a flame and fire between several major countries.

As the day rises, the hustle and bustle of the entire port increases.

Away from the pier area, a wide variety of shops filled Wu Mingming's eyes.

Gold and silver shops, grain shops, cloth shops, teahouse pubs, pavilion casinos… everything.

Of course, there are still some martial arts halls, sword palaces and other places, at first glance, where practice is practiced. It's just driving in such a messy urban area. Most of them don't have much skill, just make a hard money with one or two tricks.

If you want to really learn the fax, either you are qualified, you have to say goodbye to a good master, or you have to smash it like Zhang Fan, with a lot of silver money.

“Street martial arts museums, only the lowest level, then up, are all kinds of school palaces! This is the school that truly teaches extraordinary ways, such as Zhang Fan once learned the sword of the Seven Swords Palace of Sciences, famous for having made several swordplay archdeacons... in Feng County, prestige comes first! ”

Wu Ming is not too understanding about the power system of the world, but it should only be under legend in the name of the archdeacon.

Of course, even if the Seven Swords Academic Palace wanted to get a real fax, silver money alone would not be enough, otherwise Zhang Fan would not have fallen so easily into Wu Ming's hands.

If it hadn't been for him, Wu Ming wouldn't have come to the New Territories Port to take a look.

Moreover, in addition to various martial arts halls and school palaces, there are several strange places in this port that attract Wu Ming's attention.

Because the extraordinary light above those buildings is, of course, the strongest in the entire harbour, with a sacred atmosphere that transcends ordinary mortality and ignorance.

“Temple of Taojoo? ”

Walking along the spiritual light seen by Heavenly Eye, Wu Ming looked at the huge shrine in front of him and the bustling, mostly merchant team, some silent.

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

Wu Ming glanced outside and saw a row of windows similar to a bank counter. A lot of businessmen accessed gold and silver and took the voucher. He realized in a second: “It turns out that this is a different version of the bank, the Tao Zhu god of the world is really very commercially minded...”

Banking and finance are undoubtedly the most money-sucking in any age, and commerce here has evolved to the point of using banknotes.

It's just that merchants don't use banknotes, they use vouchers for gold and silver, but they really can't!

Because every one of these motherfuckers has the God of Tao Joo's divine mark on it! It's hard for outsiders to imitate.

“No wonder the light is so strong...”

Wu Ming did not venture into the temple, but slowly retreated.

Gathering together so much wealth, the god of Tao Zhu in this world must have a unique strength, afraid of being different from himself, as if he were level 7.

Moreover, he is still the god of this world, with the approval of heavenly and earth men and the forces of chaos, but he is not an outsider, less than the Great Lordship, finally there is world repression, suddenly breaking into such existing temples, if discovered, is immediately a huge trouble.

“According to Zhang Fan's memories with other sailors, Tao Zhu and Ma Jo's perfume is the best in the port of the New Territories, and there are sporadic gods beside them, from low to high at first. ”

Nature is also strong and weak in Shinto.

The strong can reach Jinxian, Dalo, the weak is a village land, mountain gods and so on, it is the end of Shinto, any demon monster can bully a handful of Mao gods.

Of course, the average land mountain god, who is not qualified to be offered at all in the port of the New Territories, and who can survive in the competition between the two temples, is at least one of the positive gods, similar to the legendary realm of Shinto.

From Wu Ming's perspective, it is Shinto level 5.

He sits in the temple of the Lord and understands the use of the Force of Enlightenment, integrating thousands of world avenues under the Force of Enlightenment. Immediately, it is clear that it can be graded by luck.

The fifth level of Shinto cannot be ascended in Shinto. Although it is divided according to the standards of this world, it is not true God, but it is only a step away.

Wu Ming finally took a look at the bustling Temple of Tao Zhu, his figure was not in the dark.

……

“Four Seas Merchants, is this it? ”

He searched the harbor for half a day and finally found a business in the corner.

It's a commercial store. It's too much. Just like a retail store, you can get a clear view of the store from the door.

It's just that the outside curtains and doors are wiped very clean, obviously the people who handle them are very dry.

“Inside this guest officer please! ”

As soon as Wu Ming stepped into the store door, his eye-catching buddy immediately found out and went forward with a glowing smile: “Don't know what you want to buy? We have everything! ”

From the looks of the outfit alone, you know that Wu Ming is not rich or expensive at this time, how could this guy miss out on big business?

“I'm not selling anything. I'm looking for your cabinet! ”

Wu Ming shook his head.

“Master cabinet? Ok, please wait...”

Perhaps because of Wu Ming's temperament, the fellow, though somewhat confused, did not dare to be lazy and move into the inner hall.

Shortly thereafter, an elderly man with a long beard, dark skin and a thin appearance walked out and saluted Wu Ming: “With old age, the master cabinet of this shop, do not know why the guests are here? ”

“Trustee, bring something! ”

Wu Ming pulled out a letter: "Corporal Zhang Fan Zhang, is he your owner? ”

“Exactly...”

The old man was shocked: "Counting the time, the sailing should be back at this time, is it possible...”

That said, there was a cold sweat on his forehead.

The ocean in this world is far more dangerous than Wu Ming's previous life. After all, some ancient sea monsters and warcraft, even though the gods match each other, have more heart.

Some of them cannot even be killed at all, and only seals can be chosen.

In an age like this, all you make naturally is hard money.

The master cabinet has seen too much adventure out of the sea, and since then there has been no news, or there has simply been news of the destruction of ships.

“I just ran into Corporal Zhang at sea, and then I had a big storm, and I really don't know where he is right now! ”

In fact, Zhang Fan is now in prison in the Kingdom of Sur.

Wu Ming, without any courtesy, moved a little on him, got his handwritten letter, prepared to use it as a springboard, gained a new identity, and began his journey in the Empire of Dachang.

In a world, the rules of a world are respected.

With his present strength, even though the Temple of the Lord is exhausted, I'm afraid he can't do anything about it.

In that case, nature should glow and follow the rules of the game.

Using this as an entry point to gain a reasonable and legitimate identity, although cumbersome, is safe and is not easily traceable.

“This is your host's book, take a look! ”

Wu Mingda grasped the letter and drank the tea from the old gods on one side.

And looking at it, the complexion was a moment of relaxation, a moment of clotting, as if there was a great difficulty.