I hand over the Wanjie trading system to the country

Chu Nuo looked at the clothes he was wearing. It was a blue robe without any special markings. Chu Nuo didn't know which disciple he was for a while.

"Then you must pay attention to safety." Chu Nuo warned.

Just when Chu Nuo left the underground maze, he saw a Maoshan disciple being carried back. If Lao Jun hadn't been there, he might have died.

"I will." The little boy responded with a smile, "My brothers and sisters didn't let me go up, they only asked me to do some chores in the back dealing with materials."

"God, great sage, you can take a walk around on your own, I'm going to do some work."

After the little boy finished speaking, he ran away. The great sage made another somersault cloud for the female demon to eat slowly, while he strolled to the front.

"God, then I will take them around." The female master nodded, and Chu Nuo left with Fourth Grandpa and others.

"The people who are at the forefront to deal with the ghosts are our Blue Star Xuanmen. They belong to different sects, so there is a big difference in their fighting methods."

"Some sects kill them directly, while others put them away and slowly refine or tame them."

"Those two monsters are very strong. Can they defeat them?" Fourth Grandpa looked to the front with a worried expression.

Chu Nuo took a closer look, wasn't that a bull's head and a horse's face?

These two people really showed their determination to improve their performance. They rushed directly into the pile of ghosts and monsters, which was called a massacre.

"But this is the first time I've seen such a monster. Could it be those ghost kings in the restricted area?"

Looking at the tall figures with bull-headed and horse-faced faces, the black energy lingering all over their bodies, and their special looks, Grandpa Fourth subconsciously thought they were monsters.

"No, they are Blue Star's underworld." Chu Nuo explained, "Ox head and horse face."

"Then what are they mainly in charge of?" Fourth Grandpa is obviously very interested in the underworld culture.

After all, in their world, humans and ghosts are on absolute opposite sides.

"Nuutou and Mamian are the ghost soldiers of the underworld, serving as patrol and search officials."

"The two of them are the most famous ghost agents in the underworld, specializing in hunting down ghosts and helping to reward good and punish evil."

"The girl you met just now, the little girl with me is Po Meng, who is in charge of Naihe Bridge."

"The two adults Black and White Wuchang are also very famous, but they should still be in your formation and have not yet come out."

Chu Nuo introduced the positions and representative figures of the underworld one by one. While listening, Fourth Grandpa asked for a small book to record them.

"If these Yin gods are transformed by our thoughts, then if we sincerely worship them in the future, wouldn't there be an underworld in Luoma star?" Grandpa Six's thinking was very fast.

"That doesn't seem to be the case." Grandpa Seven retorted, "There must be Yin gods first, and then we can sincerely worship them to make them stronger."

"Then can we worship your gods or gods?" Fourth Grandpa looked at Chu Nuo.

"I don't know about this either..." Chu Nuo was stunned, "How about you give it a try?"

"How about... try it?" Chu Nuo's suggestion obviously made Fourth Grandpa and the others very excited.

After saying this, Chu Nuo was stunned. She really didn't know the specific process of offering sacrifices.

Generally speaking, Chunuo is worshiped according to needs, such as chanting a few words about the God of Wealth when buying lottery tickets, or listening to the Great Compassion Mantra after watching a horror movie.

Seriously worshiping, she really seems to have no relevant experience.

"Guys, please wait a moment. I'll find a professional for you." Chu Nuo slapped his forehead. There were so many Xuanmen practitioners around him, so there was no need for her half-assed guidance.

"Little Taoist, little Taoist." Chu Nuo didn't know the other person's name. Seeing that he was wearing a Taoist robe, he called him "Little Taoist."

"What's the matter with you guys?"

Chu Nuo greeted a little boy who looked to be 6 or 7 years old. He was wearing a blue Taoist robe and holding a copper coin sword in his hand. His chubby little face was tight and his expression was a little serious.

"Hello, little Taoist priest." Chu Nuo knelt down and took out a lollipop. "Little Taoist priest, which family are you a disciple of? Can you tell me your name?"

"My name is Zhao Xin, and I come from Qingcheng Mountain!" Zhao Xin pushed the lollipop back with a serious look, "You can just tell me what you have to say, there is no need to give gifts."

Chu Nuo was a little embarrassed, feeling as if he was despised by the Taoist Priest.

Almost all the Xuanmen people who came to participate in the event brought several such young disciples with them.

Moreover, these young disciples are generally of high seniority. Chu Nuo often hears people call them uncle, master, etc.

Chu Nuo has always been curious about why the direct disciples of these masters are so young.

"Taoist Master Zhaoxin, we would like to ask you, can people in this place worship the gods over there?"

The news of finding the aboriginal people has been spreading for a long time, and Zhao Xin has heard about it a long time ago.

"Of course it's possible." Zhao Xin nodded, "As long as you are sincere, you will definitely be blessed."

"Then this process...can you please introduce it to us, Taoist Master Zhaoxin?"

"I don't know much about it. I usually worship ancestors at home more often." Chu Nuo recalled that he had never worshiped gods seriously.

"Who do you want to worship?" Zhao Xin did not refuse.

"Excuse me, Master, is there anyone who can get feedback immediately after worshiping?" Grandpa Fourth wants the kind of effect that is immediate.

"No." Zhao Xin shook her head, "This is something that requires perseverance."

"It's not like you're asking God, you can see the results immediately."

"Besides, even if you're asking for a god, there's no telling whether he'll come or not."

"Please God..." Fourth Grandpa murmured to himself, seeming to have thought of something, "It seems that the Book of Salvation has also mentioned relevant information, but we have no god to ask for here."