The world of the Dazhou Western Regions was an illusory wonderland.
What was an illusory wonderland? Even if it could form a world and even have Heaven Immortals and Dao Lords with great magical powers, everything was illusory!
In terms of reality, even ordinary blessed lands could not compare!
However, in this world, everything was real, including the various energy systems and cultivation rules.
Unless one had the ability of a transcendent Zenith Heaven, even a level-seven Golden Immortal would fall.
It seemed real but not real, like an illusion but not an illusion.
Wu Ming's position in this world was also very special.
Although his body was only an Earth Immortal, he was the creator of the entire world!
Of course, even now, he kept this identity hidden and changed to the identity of Dao Lord Purple Sieve.
As a Dao Lord, he was also recognized by the world and had the status of a world. In the system of the Dazhou World and the main shrine, he was a level-seven Golden Immortal!
Although Golden Immortals were indestructible and decayed with the world, they would still be involved in the killing tribulation.
Therefore, if Wu Ming did not want to be discovered by a group of fake Golden Immortals and Heaven Immortals he created, he had to act like a normal Dao Lord and be involved in the killing tribulation. He used the people of the world as chess pieces and played a game of chess with his other colleagues and heaven's will.
Just like now, he had turned into a young Daoist and arrived in Green Bamboo Prefecture.
A Dao Lord was enough to see the source and background of the tribulation. If the tribulation did not wear him out, it meant that he would still be involved in the world's tribulation. If he did not wear him out, it meant that unless the world was destroyed, Golden Immortals would never fall!
"So, my current identity is the incarnation of Dao Lord Purple Sieve, here to set up the game …"
Wu Ming was embarrassed. "This identity is the identity of the identity of the identity of the identity of the identity of the identity of the identity of the identity … why does it sound so roundabout?"
There were three ancient gods and five ancestors in this world, all of whom were ordinary level-seven experts. Other than Wu Ming, the other seven would not be idle.
"The game of Golden Immortals …"
Wu Ming smiled. "Fine … I'll play with you guys!"
His identity was an important character in the Dazhou Western Regions. If he was missing, the entire plot would not be able to move forward.
"The Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth! The Great Tribulation of Immortals … Hehe … That should be the beginning of the first fight, right? "
Wu Ming smiled coldly. He suddenly appeared on the street and turned into a fortune-teller holding a small banner. He carried a bamboo box on his back, and the banner had the words' Honest Fortune Teller 'written on it. He looked like a swindler who had been in the Jianghu for a long time, but his appearance was quite good.
Beside him, a peddler carrying a gourd filled with candies swaggered past. The surrounding people were bustling and noisy, but no one felt that there was anything wrong with his appearance.
As a Daolord, he was virtually one with the world. He naturally had the ability to conceal himself.
After waiting for a while, several people appeared at the corner of the street.
Zhang Tianxiang was dressed in a Confucian robe, with a feather fan and silk scarf. He walked at the very front, his expression confident and at ease. It was obvious that he had been raised well. Although the chivalrous aura between his brows was restrained, it became even more profound.
"I'm afraid that Brother Li's purpose of holding this conference is to discuss the matter of entering the capital for the imperial examinations …"
He walked slowly, turning his head from time to time to talk to the people behind him, looking very intimate.
"Young Master is a Top Scorer, the top scholar in the state. He will definitely be able to pass the imperial examinations this time!"
Ji Fu and the other Reincarnators immediately said. They were all people who had read Dazhou's Chronicles of the Western Regions. They knew that there was no reason for Zhang Tianxiang to fail the imperial examinations this time.
However, there was a hint of conflict between them.
"Sure enough … The Temple of Gods has sent more than one group of Reincarnators …"
Ji Fu looked at the two leaders of the other teams and looked like he was having a headache. "I wonder if there will be more who will come to spoil things …"
"Hehe … My Dazhou has been established for a hundred years, and the style of writing is flourishing. The heroes of the world are like fish in the river. This time, I just want to broaden my horizons …"
Zhang Tianxiang had been gifted since he was a child. Previously, he had the talent of a Top Scorer in his essays. Now, after many years of accumulation, several old scholars were full of praise for him, saying that he could become the top scholar. He had some confidence in himself, but at this time, he was naturally modest.
"Master, you are the Star of Literature who has descended to the mortal world. There is no need to belittle yourself!"
Before Ji Fu could speak, the woman who had been following behind Zhang Tianxiang, who seemed to be a servant, smiled.
This woman was Xue Qing. Ever since Zhang Tianxiang killed the demon wolf and avenged her father, she was the first to bring her family's wealth to seek shelter. She was willing to be a servant, but Zhang Tianxiang refused and only recognized her as his sworn sister.
Of course, in the eyes of Wu Ming, this scene was not that simple.
"Hmm … This woman is bright and beautiful. She is a very suitable husband. Logically speaking, she should not have suffered so many setbacks. This is the variable — a Dao Lord's idle child?"
Dao Lords paid attention to taking advantage of the situation, not leaving any traces, and listening to the thunder in silence.
In particular, this method was extremely gentle and had the feeling of being as good as water. In an instant, Wu Ming locked onto the source of the two Dao Lords.
"As expected … They are all fighting to set up the array eye of Zhang Tianxiang's great calamity …"
Wu Ming smiled silently and followed.
…
Taibai Brothel.
The Taibai Zui produced by this brothel was a famous brew. It was mellow in the mouth, and the taste of the wine was sweet. However, it did not go to the head. It was a good drink for guests and was very famous.
Zhang Tianxiang and a few other High Scholars went to Taibai Brothel. They recited poems and sang along the way. After three rounds of wine, they talked about going to the capital for the imperial examinations.
"The journey to the capital is long. Why don't we travel together?"
One of the High Scholars could not help but smile.
"Yes! Yes! The few of you are talented and I have long wanted to learn from you … "
Another High Scholar with the surname Huang nodded his head. His eyes were slightly sunken, and there were dark circles around them. It was hard to tell if he was overworking or spending his energy on other things.
"Of course, we will go together. The road is not safe. It is best to travel together!"
The other High Scholars nodded their heads in agreement.
They knew that even though it was a peaceful world, there were still many bandits in the wilderness.
Especially in the deep mountains and forests, there were many monsters and demons. Even though they were High Scholars of the country and had good luck, they would still be in trouble if they met a real demon.
As they spoke, they looked at Zhang Tianxiang with anticipation.
After all, the news of Zhang Tianxiang killing the Demon Wolf had spread throughout the entire Green Bamboo County. Which High Scholar did not know that Zhang Tianxiang was skilled in both literature and martial arts? He even had the ability to kill demons.
"Since everyone is so kind, I would not dare to go against your good intentions!"
Zhang Tianxiang smiled.
These High Scholars were the elites of the county. There was no harm in roping them in. Not only would they become famous in the Jasper Forest Banquet, they would also be a good source of support and a good network of connections.
"With Mister Zhang's help, the journey this time will definitely be smooth. We thank you very much …"
The other High Scholars were overjoyed.
"Unparalleled in the world …"
At this moment, Wu Ming, who was disguised as a Daoist, strode into Taibai Brothel.
"This Daoist has such big words!"
Ji Fu and the rest of the Reincarnated Travelers frowned. Most of them were rough people. Previously, when they heard a bunch of High Scholars reciting poems, they were already bored. Apart from Ji Fu and a few others, they almost fell asleep. Now that they saw a Daoist who was shamelessly boasting, they all felt that it was interesting.
"This Daoist … the second floor has been reserved by the High Scholars. Please step inside!"
The restaurant was open for business. Seeing that Wu Ming was about to barge into the second floor, the shopkeeper immediately came out and politely rejected him.
"Wait! Let's have him come up and see how our luck is. Even if he has the hope of Jasper Forest, it's just for fun! "
High Scholar Huang, who was the host of the banquet, saw Wu Ming's fluttering sleeves. He did not know why, but his heart skipped a beat and he blurted out.
His family usually worshipped ghosts and gods. When the other High Scholars heard this, they were not surprised.
"Many thanks!"
Wu Ming walked up and casually bowed his head. He looked at High Scholar Huang and nodded his head before shaking his head.
"Oh? Why is Daoist like this? "
High Scholar Huang asked in surprise.
"This young master, I can see that the area between your eyebrows is dark. It's caused by being in close contact with evil spirits. If you don't deal with it properly, I'm afraid you'll be in big trouble in the future …"
Wu Ming shook his head and said.
"How dare you, demon!"
"How arrogant!"
Hearing Wu Ming's words, the other High Scholars laughed coldly. Zhang Tianxiang looked at High Scholar Huang's pale face and looked at Wu Ming thoughtfully.
"Eh?"
One of the Reincarnated Travelers looked at Pei Zi Yun and asked, "I don't think there's such a passage in the book?"
"Of course there's no such passage!"
Ji Fu gave a cold hum, "In the book, Zhang Tianxiang's preparation for the imperial examinations was only a single sentence. How do we know if there's anything amiss?"
"Young master doesn't believe me?"
Wu Ming casually waved his whisk and said, "You were in close contact with this evil spirit within three months. Originally, your literary skills were not bad. Even if you didn't manage to enter the capital, you could try again next time. But now that you've been corrupted by this evil spirit, you've been sucked dry of your blood essence. I'm afraid that within this month, you'll be in big trouble!"
These words were like a sharp knife stabbing into High Scholar Huang's heart, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. Even his lips started to turn green.
His family loved to worship ghosts and gods. Three months ago, they did invite a statue of a god into their house.
It was just that from that day onwards, there wasn't much peace in the house. Even he felt that his literary skills had been drained. Not only did his studies not improve, they even seemed to be regressing.
Originally, when he realized this, he had the thought of sending the statue back. But every time he tried to do so, his entire family would suffer from nightmares.
This happened a few times, and he didn't dare to do it. It was so torturous that he was mentally and physically exhausted.
However, he was still a High Scholar, and he was in front of a large crowd. Although he already believed in Wu Ming's supernatural powers, he could not bring himself to bend his knees. His lips trembled, but he could not bring himself to say, 'Taoist priest, save me'.
"This Daoist leader, please take a seat. How about you help me read my fortune?"
Seeing this, Zhang Tianxiang's eyes flashed as he invited the Daoist leader.
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