Heaven-defying gun god system

Chapter 330

Shangdi of Wenwenju became a celebrity in Lijia Town because he cured Li Quan.

Because of his young age, people who knew him called him Xiaodaochang.

Near noon, Shangdi came to Huiwei Building again.

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

"One dry pot beef offal, one fried cabbage, one pickled pepper pork liver." Shang Di said.

"That's great." After Zhang Lang finished speaking, he walked quickly to the kitchen.

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

Although not as good as Shangdi, it can be considered as a superb culinary skill.

When I don’t want to cook and don’t want to eat the reserved meals, Shangdi’s lunch and dinner are all settled in the Huiwei Building.

In the morning, I eat a bowl of fragrant and steaming noodles at the noodle shop next to Wendaoju.

Just when Shang Di picked up the chopsticks, three youths in Taoist robes came to the second floor talking and laughing.

"The dragon and the tiger are crouching, from the Dragon and Tiger Sect?"

Glancing at the three Taoist priests, Shandi lowered his head and ate the food and wine.

The vision of Taoism in the Ming Dynasty is mainly based on one sect and four sects, and the rest are scattered cultivators.

One is the Dragon and Tiger School, and the four schools are Dongshan School, Xishan School, Nanshan School and Beishan School.

The strength of the Dragon and Tiger Sect is somewhat stronger than the four factions combined.

More than 300 years ago, the Four Elephants Sect was divided into four, namely the Dongshan Sect, the Xishan Sect, the Beishan Sect, and the Nanshan Sect. The overall strength of the former Sixiang Sect was no less than that of the Dragon and Tiger Sect at that time.

Three Taoist priests walked over with their eyes shining, and one of the Taoist priests clasped their fists and said, "Zhang Lingzhi of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, dare to ask where you come from?"

"Shang Di, who has no family or faction, temporarily lives in Lijia Town." Shang Di returned a salute.

"Xu Feng of the Dragon and Tiger Sect." Another Taoist cupped his hands.

"Liu Kun of the Dragon and Tiger Sect." The last Taoist said with a smile.

"I don't know who your friend and teacher are?" Zhang Lingzhi asked.

"The family teacher is absolutely heavenly and human." Shang Di said casually.

"Meeting is fate, I wonder if we can share the table with fellow Taoists?" Zhang Lingzhi asked expectantly.

Knowing that the three Taoist priests wanted to drink his own spiritual wine, Shang Di did not refuse.

"Second brother, serve us some signature dishes, and bring us three wine glasses." Zhang Lingzhi called.

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

"The wine in fellow daoist's gourd doesn't look like anything ordinary." Zhang Lingzhi didn't beat around the bush.

"The family teacher brews it with spiritual fruit." Shang Di made up a story. Seeing the wine glasses brought, he poured more than half of the glasses for the three of them, and poured most of the glasses for himself.

In just one thought, the gourd can't be poured out, and the stuffed fruit is filled.

"Hey, no more." Shang Di pretended to sigh. In the current world, Baiguo Niang is no different from a peerless treasure. For strangers of the same kind, just drink a little, and he will not care enough.

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

"What a strong energy, thank you fellow daoist for your generosity." Zhang Lingzhi was very grateful.

"Thank you fellow daoist." Xu Feng and Liu Kun thanked each other.

After drinking a glass of wine and refining energy, the cultivation of the three of them has improved a lot.

"It's a pity that the spirit fruit is extinct." Shangdi pretended to be helpless.

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

"As far as I know, the Dragon and Tiger Sect is more than 3000 miles away from us." Shangdi asked doubtfully.

"We went down the mountain to practice." 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, waiting for the idle female ghost is nothing to worry about." Shang Di laughed.

"Ghosts under 300 years old are not worth mentioning. Ghosts over [-] years old are difficult to deal with. Fortunately, we have not encountered ghosts over [-] years old. Otherwise, fellow Taoists would not be able to see us." Zhang Lingzhi said.

Ghosts are divided into five levels, ten years, hundred years, 300 years, 500 years, and thousand years.

A ghost who has cultivated for thousands of years is also called the ghost king. The strength of the ghost king is comparable to that of a celestial master.

Swallowing yang energy, spirit essence, and remnant soul 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, material and earth treasures, they also have a chance to advance quickly.

After chatting for a while after the meal, Zhang Lingzhi settled the bill, cupped his hands and said, "Friend Daoist, we will meet later."

"There will be a period later." Shang Di cupped his fists in return.

"See you by fate." Xu Feng and Liu Kun cupped their hands.

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

After thinking about it, he asked his avatar to modify the gourd that holds the wine.

"It will be convenient in the future. The spiritual energy of the spirit wine will not disperse when it is integrated into the wine."

"The same gourd contains Fanjiu and Baiguoniang, the color and fragrance are exactly the same."

"With a single thought, you can switch between Fanjiu and Baiguoniang, and no one can see any clues."

In the afternoon of the next day, Zhang Dashan, the head of Zhangjia Village, walked over in a panic.

After listening to the other party's narration, Shangdi packed up his things and set off for Zhangjiacun.

"Xiao Daoist, there are only these in the village, and I hope you will forgive me." Zhang Dashan said apologetically.

"There are meat and vegetables, that's enough." Shang Di laughed.

"Xiao Daoist, would you like some rice wine?" Zhang Dashan asked with a smile.

"I like to drink my own wine, you can drink it." Shandy shook his head.

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

Not long after dinner, the sun went down.

The hazy night spread, unknowingly, the cold moon rose slowly.

Shandy went outside and sat on a stool, smoking a cigarette by himself.

The villagers in Zhangjia Village are all hiding in their homes, and they dare not go out.

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

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

"Did you kill all the villagers in Zhangjia Village?" Shang Di looked at the ghost in red.

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

Shan Di picked up the mahogany gun at the side and stabbed directly.

There was a sizzling sound, and the screams resounded throughout Zhangjia Village.

The female ghost whose body was pierced by the mahogany gun lost her wits on the spot.

"87 points of evil power, only 87 years of cultivation?"

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

Zhang Dashan, who had waited for a long time without any results, felt terrified in his heart.

"Cun Zhang, you can come out now." Shang Di shouted.

"Xiao Daoist, are you alright?" Zhang Dashan asked.

"The female ghost was killed by me." Shang Di said.

"Master Xiaodao, it's getting late, how about resting for the night?" Zhang Dashan suggested.

"It's okay, I'm going back. If I encounter ghosts and goblins, I can just ward off demons and protect the way." Shang Di laughed.

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

"It's agreed that only ten oceans are required, so it's ten oceans." Shandi 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 more precise, he has countless gold and silver.

"Xiao Daoist, is that female ghost really dead?" Zhang Dashan was still worried.

"I can't die any more. Next time you have something to do, go find me at Wendaoju." After Shang Di finished speaking, he quickly walked away.

On the way back to the town, a tiger who controls three ghosts treats him as food.

Kill a ghost with one shot, and kill that tiger with one shot.

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

A few days later, he went to Wangjia Village to clean up a few zombies.

After another half a month, he went to Zhoujiaba to instantly kill a water ghost.

As time passed, Shangdi became more and more famous in Lijia Town.

Unknowingly, the people in Lijia Town no longer called him Xiao Daoist, but called him Shang Zhenren.

"I have been in this world for about three years."

Looking at the main page of the Gunslinger system, Shandi found himself.

"It's getting late, Shangren should have lunch."

(End of this chapter)