Becoming God With Spirits

The little girl is gone, walking away with an aggrieved one.

　　 is also alive long enough, the city is deep enough, otherwise, if you change another person, you will be angry.

　　 Zhou Kai is satisfied with this wave of operations.

　　怼Tanshan God is just a signal to tell the gods and Buddhas that Lao Tzu is going to lift the table, and none of them can escape.

　　 As soon as the little girl left, Zhou Kai also controlled the magic sword and left quickly.

　　 all the way forward, more than an hour later, Zhou Kai saw the city.

　　 This area has not been greatly affected by changes in the sky, and people are still busy with their lives.

　　 In this area, there are strangers and practitioners, but there are few pitiful ones. Obviously most of them have been affected by the changes. The rest are also hiding, licking their wounds, waiting for opportunities.

　　 Zhou Kai opened the eyes of the hole and patrolled the earth.

　　 In his eyes, the heavens and the earth are essentially manifested, and all anomalous information is exposed, nothing can be concealed.

　　 Suddenly, Zhou Kai stared at it and locked it.

　　 This is a retro building with pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, which looks like a garden.

　　 And in this garden, there is divine light lurking.

　　 Watching for a moment, Zhou Kai smiled.

　　 found another one.

　　 went down with the sword and landed at the lurking place of Shenguang. Before Zhou Kai could speak, an old man came out.

　　 "Go to god, give the little old man a way to survive."

　　 The old man looked at his age, with white beard and hair, and a skinny figure. When he saw Zhou Kai, he checked to the end and pleaded.

　　 Zhou Kai: "……"

"I'm……"

　　 "A word of heaven moves Zhou Shangxian, the little old man already knows your origins, and has long admired your name, like thunder." The old man answered quickly.

　　 Zhou Kai stared at it for a moment, then grinned: "So, do you admit it?"

　　 The old man said bitterly: "Shangxian, the little old man is just a small god, the name of the **** is not obvious, and the world is forgotten. Only this temple is dedicated to the gods. It is convenient to go to the gods and give a way to survive."

　　 "The way to survive is yours. If anyone sells miserably, he can sit back and relax. Can all the criminals in the world forget the blame?" Zhou Kai remained unmoved and spoke indifferently.

　　The old man suddenly showed a bitter face, and said pitifully: "Little old man concedes defeat, and Shangxian is merciful."

　　 "Okay, confession is lenient, resistance is strict, your attitude is good, come, introduce yourself." Zhou Kai asked satisfied.

　　 The old man said: "It is estimated that the world has forgotten my existence, little old man, named Kitchen God."

　　 Zhou Kai was taken aback: "Oh Stove Lord!"

　　 "Little old man dare not be, dare not be." The old man waved his hand quickly.

　　 Zhou Kai felt cordial when he heard the name, and put away the magic knife. He smiled and said, "Since it's the Stove Lord, then I don't have to say anything, take the liberty to visit, don't be offended, don't be offended."

　　 The old man heaved a sigh of relief when Zhou Kai had become so talkative.

　　 finally recognizes himself.

　　 "But Lord Stove, your words are wrong. Stove God is the **** of the kitchen, and every household provides you with it. How can you say that you are not famous? I think you are more famous than most gods." Zhou Kai laughed.

The old man sighed and said, "You don’t know anything about the gods. In today’s world, wherever there is a fire in life, they are all modern products and do not need a kitchen god. The little old man’s life is the New Year. Those few days are On the day when the little old man travels, but today's world, most people don’t eat at home, the kitchen is deserted, there is no table for me, and there is no space for me. There is not even a paper flower on the statue of the kitchen god, and the little old man has nowhere to go. Until now Xiao Lao Er’s few temples were also demolished and cleaned, and only this one remains."

　　 Zhou Kai looked speechless.

　　 This kitchen goddess, I'm sorry!

But think about it, it seems that in this world, the New Year’s whip is not allowed. What kind of flavor is there? Naturally, those New Year customs have been simplified a lot. I have not seen this for a long time, even now. Thinking of it, Zhou Kai also forgot, this step of respecting the Kitchen God.

　　 Looking at the old man, Zhou Kai sighed.

　　 This **** who accompanied his childhood has many beautiful legends.

　　 Even though I am not satisfied with the gods, I can’t hate it when I see this.

　　 This is a **** that is closely related to the life of the human race, and represents the blessing and yearning of the human race for the good and the future.

　　 Looking at the old man with a sad and helpless look, Zhou Kai thought about it, and looked at the old man and said: "Master Stove, don't say I won't give you a chance, do you want to become a popular god?"

　　 The old man was taken aback, looked at Zhou Kai in amazement and said, "Shang Xian, what do you say?"

　　 Zhou Kai smiled and said, "Become the God of Cookery."

　　 "Ah? How can this be done? The gods should not be used indiscriminately, and the God of Cookery is the **** of heaven and righteousness, and ranks high. It is not something the little old man dares to expect." The old man shook his head and refused.

　　 Zhou Kai said quietly, "Master Stove, I am not discussing this, but giving you a chance."

The old man: "...My god, don't you put the little old man on the fire and roast it, this is absolutely inevitable, the heavenly palace condemns the crime, the little old man can't afford it." said his mouth. The old man looked embarrassed.

　　 Zhou Kai resolutely said: "It's dead now, or it's dead in the future, Lao Stove, choose one?"

　　 Old man: "..."

　　 "Anyway, my kitchen **** is dead in name. You can do whatever you want." The old man admitted.

　　 To die sooner or later, it is natural to choose to die later, which can exist for a few more days.

Zhou Kai smiled: "That's right. Soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good soldiers, and kitchen gods who don't want to be kitchen gods are not good kitchen gods. From now on, you are the kitchen gods. I will give you a certificate later. Chairman of Generation Cookery Co., Ltd."

　　 "Huh? What are you talking about?" The old man was stunned.

　　 Zhou Kai said: "Start a company, otherwise you think you will be the God of Cookery directly, and then you will be fine? What is the difference between this and before? Why do I bother with this?"

　　 "Then how to start a company?" The old man was a little confused and didn't know Zhou Kai's routine.

Zhou Kai smiled and said: "It's very simple~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The old sign of God of Cookery, and all things related to eating, are all your responsibility, improve new types of food, study new recipes for eating, and promote healthy food. Knowledge, save food poisoners, supervise the world’s practitioners engaged in illegal toxic food, etc., etc. You just have to remember that your existence is to ensure that the human race eats and drinks Lazard. This is the basis for you to become the God of Cookery. If you do a lot and do a good job, you can redeem your points and use your points to buy temple construction rights and the right to use gods."

　　 "Is this a bit too much?" the old man asked blankly.

　　 It used to be, just about the stove, and there were so many things all at once, and I felt so uncomfortable.

"That's too much? You are a god. If you hire a group of civil servants for help, can you still not do it? You know, you can only earn more if you do more. You don't want to become a temple full of people's respect and love. God of Cookery?"

　　 "I did it, but I became the God of Cookery, and the palace was right that day..." The old man said weakly.

　　 Zhou Kai smiled strangely: "The Human Race has a saying, take the way of others, so that others have nowhere to go. The Human Race only needs a **** who can assist and help in food. Many of them are heretics."

　　The old man's mouth twitched.

　　 "Shang Xian, do you dare to say, old man, be afraid."

"Don't be afraid, of course those who don't take care of it have to go to the end, you work hard, I will cover you, if someone kills you, I will go to the God of Cookery to bury you, and ensure that you will not be lonely on Huangquan Road." Zhou Kai grinned with a face look forward to.

　　 Old man: "..."