Shangdi, who asked about the Daoju, became a celebrity in Lijia Town because he cured Li Quan.

Because he is not old, those who know him call him Taoist priest.

As noon approached, Shangdi came to the Yuwei Building again.

"Tao Master, what are you eating today?" Zhang Lang's expression was much more polite than before.

"One dry pot beef offal, one stir-fried cabbage, and the other pickled pepper and pork liver." Shangdi said.

"Haol." As soon as Zhang Lang finished speaking, he quickly walked towards the kitchen.

Among the restaurants and restaurants in Lijia Town, the chef of Huiweilou has the best cooking skills.

Although it is not as good as Shangdi, it can be regarded as exquisite in cooking.

When I don’t want to cook or eat to reserve food, Shangdi’s lunch and dinner were solved in the aftertaste building.

In the morning, I was in the noodle shop next to Wendaoju and ate a bowl of fragrant and steaming noodles.

Just as Shangdi picked up the chopsticks, three young men in Taoist robes came to the second floor, talking and laughing.

"Dragon Pan Tiger Ju, from Dragon Tiger Sect?"

After taking a look at the three Taoist priests, Shangdi lowered his head and ate the wine and food.

The Ming Dynasty's vision of practicing Taoism was mainly composed of one sect and four sects, and the rest were all casual cultivators.

One sect is the Dragon and Tiger Sect, and the four sects are the Dongshan Sect, the Xishan Sect, the Nanshan Sect, and the Beishan Sect.

The strength of the Dragon and Tiger Sect is a little stronger than the four sects combined.

More than three hundred years ago, the Sixiang Gate was divided into four, namely the Dongshan Sect, the Xishan Sect, the Beishan Sect, the Nanshan Sect, and the Sixiang Gate were the overall strength of the former Sixiang Gate, which was no less than that of the Dragon and Tiger Sect at that time.

Three Taoist priests walked over with their eyes lit up, and one of them clasped his fists and said, "Zhang Lingzhi, Dragon and Tiger Sect, dare you ask where the fellow Taoist comes from?"

"Shangdi, no door or sect, temporarily lives in Lijia Town." Shangdi replied with a greeting.

"Xu Feng, Dragon and Tiger Sect." Another Taoist priest bowed his hand.

"Liu Kun, Dragon and Tiger Sect." The last Taoist priest smiled.

"I don't know who my friend is from?" Zhang Lingzhi asked.

"The family master is no longer the heavenly being." Shangdi said casually.

"Meeting is fate. I wonder if I can compete with fellow Taoists?" Zhang Lingzhi asked with anticipation.

He knew that the three Taoist priests wanted to drink their own spiritual wine, but Shangdi did not refuse.

"My second brother, give us some signature dishes and bring us three wine glasses." Zhang Lingzhi shouted.

Zhang Lang responded, went to the kitchen, and brought three wine glasses.

"The wine in the fellow Taoist gourd doesn't look like an ordinary thing." Zhang Lingzhi did not beat around the bush.

"The master made it with spiritual fruit..." Shangdi made up a story. Seeing the wine glass coming, he poured half a cup for all three of them, and half a cup for himself.

In a moment of thought, the gourd cannot be poured out and the fruits can be brewed.

"Hey, there is no more." Shangdi sighed. In the current world, the 100-fruit brew is like a peerless treasure. A stranger among the strangers can just drink a little, and he won't care enough.

Whether the magic weapon gourd can continue to pour wine depends entirely on his mood.

"What a strong energy, thank you for your kind gift." Zhang Lingzhi was very grateful.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Xu Feng and Liu Kun thanked one after another.

After a glass of wine and refining energy, the three of them all improved a lot.

"It's a pity that the spirit fruit has disappeared." Shang Di pretended to be helpless.

"Yes, the spiritual fruit trees of our Dragon and Tiger Sect have all transformed into mortal fruit trees." Zhang Lingzhi agreed.

"As far as I know, the Dragon and Tiger Sect is more than three thousand miles away from us." Shangdi said in confusion.

"We go down the mountain to experience..." Zhang Lingzhi explained.

"A few days ago, we almost fell into the hands of a female ghost." Xu Feng said.

"With the cultivation of the three fellow Taoists, it is not worth worrying about the casual female ghosts." Shang Di said with a smile.

"Ghosts less than a hundred years are not worth mentioning. Ghosts more than a hundred years are difficult to deal with. Fortunately, they have not encountered ghosts more than a hundred years, otherwise, fellow Taoists would not be able to see us." Zhang Lingzhi said.

Ghosts are divided into five levels: ten years, a hundred years, three hundred years, five hundred years, and a thousand years.

A ghost with a thousand years of cultivation is also called the Ghost King, and the Ghost King's strength is comparable to that of the Heavenly Master.

Swallowing yang energy, essence, and residual souls can make ghosts advance quickly.

Some ghosts can improve their cultivation to hundreds or thousands of years in a short period of time.

The same is true for those who practice Taoism. With the help of heaven and earth treasures, there is also the chance of quickly advancing.

After chatting for a while after dinner, Zhang Lingzhi settled the account and bowed, "Fellow Daoist, there will be a date later."

"There will be a date later." Shangdi clasped his fists and gave a gift.

"See you goodbye if you are destined to be." Xu Feng and Liu Kun bowed.

Watching the three of them leave, Shangdi returned to Wendaoju.

After thinking about it, he asked his clone to transform the gourd that was filled with wine.

"It will be convenient in the future. The spiritual energy of spiritual wine will not spread into the wine."

"The same gourd contains van wine and baiguo wine, and the color and fragrance are exactly the same."

"In a moment, you can switch between van wine and baiguo wine, and no one can see any clues."

The next afternoon, Zhang Dashan, the village chief of Zhangjia Village, walked over with a panic look.

After listening to the other party’s narrative, Shangdi packed up his things and set off for Zhangjia Village.

"Tao Master, there are only these in the village, I hope you can forgive me." Zhang Dashan said apologetically.

"It's enough to have meat and vegetables," Shangdi said with a smile.

"Master, have some rice wine?" Zhang Dashan asked with a smile.

"I like to drink my own wine, you guys." Shangdi shook his head.

Zhang Dashan nodded, he didn't dare to get the other party drunk.

Not long after dinner, the sun set.

The hazy night spread, and before I knew it, the cold moon slowly rose.

Shandy came outside the house, sat on a stool, smoking a cigarette alone.

The villagers of Zhangjia Village all hid in their homes and they did not dare to go out.

In recent days, people in the village have passed away every day, and they are all young people.

"Young Master..." A pleasant voice came from far and near.

"You killed the villagers of Zhangjia Village?" Shangdi looked at the female ghost in red.

The female ghost in red shouted with a ferocious expression: "Stinky Taoist priest, die!"

Shandy picked up the mahogany gun beside her and stabbed her directly.

A sizzling sound rang out, and screams rang throughout Zhangjia Village.

The female ghost who was pierced by a peach wood gun was scattered on the spot.

"Eighty-seven evil power, only eighty-seven years of cultivation?"

Shangdi, who made a small profit, couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Zhang Dashan, who had been waiting for a long time, was frightened in his heart.

"Captain Zhang, you can come out." Shangdi shouted.

"Master, is it okay?" Zhang Dashan asked.

"I killed the female ghost." Shangdi said.

"Tao Master, it's getting late, so why not take a night off?" Zhang Dashan suggested.

"It's okay, I'm going back. If I encounter monsters and monsters, I can just get rid of the demons and guards." Shangdi smiled.

"Master, please accept it." Zhang Dashan took out twenty oceans.

"It is agreed that only ten oceans are there, and ten oceans are there." Shangdi only accepted ten oceans. As a principled person, he didn't want to take advantage of others.

In essence, he doesn't care about the ocean. To be precise, he has countless gold and silver.

"Tao Master, is that female ghost really dead?" Zhang Dashan was still worried.

"I can't die anymore. Next time I have something to do, go and ask Daoju to find me." After Shang Di finished speaking, he walked away quickly.

On the way back to town, a tiger who controlled three accomplices treated him as food.

Kill a ghost with one shot and kill the tiger with one shot.

Seeing that the evil power increased by more than 600 points, Shangdi's face had a little more smile.

A few days later, he went to Wangjia Village and cleared out several zombies.

After half a month, he went to Zhoujiaba and killed a water ghost in seconds.

As time goes by, Shangdi becomes more and more famous in Lijia Town.

Before they knew it, the people from Lijia Town no longer called him Taoist priest, but called him Shang Zhenren.

"I've been in this world for about three years."

After looking at the main page of the Gun God system, Shangdi found that he was eighteen years old.

"It's getting late, so Zhenren Shang should have lunch."
Chapter completed!