The primordial chaos has arrived, and you have to choose the crow at the start.

The weasel's attempt to obtain a title is simply a method of utilizing the principles of fate; Chen Geng merely wanted to give it a try.

He may not possess the Great Dao of Fortune, but his own status and identity remain, and as long as the sun shines, his authority will not be taken away.

Therefore, when others ask him questions using the methods of the Great Way of Qi, he is able to answer them, and they are effective.

Li Bairen, who was beside him, was in the same situation. He was the appointed master of the Three Realms under the Heavenly Dao.

But the problem is, this isn't the era of liches, so the fact that his identity still works is quite intriguing.

Chen Geng glanced at Li Bairen, then scolded the weasel, "Disgraceful thing, get out of here!"

The weasel, feeling as if it had been granted a pardon, ran away in a flash.

As for the remaining set of clerical titles, they were left on the road because he didn't claim them.

"Boss!"

Zheng Xiaochuan asked cautiously, "Don't you want that thing anymore?"

"You want it?" Chen Geng turned to Li Bairen and asked, "Should we give it to him?"

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Li Bairen did not refuse. He nodded and said, "Then give it to him. I don't know how this came about."

The moment he finished speaking, Zheng Xiaochuan touched the seal as if possessed, instantly transforming into the Yellow-skinned General.

He spotted his fellow Liu Ding Liu Jia members hiding nearby at a glance.

"Shh!"

The six Ding and six Jia beckoned to him and told him the whole story, instructing him not to make a fuss.

Zheng Xiaochuan was so shocked that he trembled all over. He didn't dare to tell Li Bairen the truth, but he couldn't help but speak out in the group chat.

Zheng Xiaochuan: "Brothers, this is incredible news! The ruler of this mythical realm has descended to earth to undergo tribulation, and he's currently in Xiniu Hezhou, right next to me!"

The stone stirred up a thousand waves; at first, no one believed it.

However, Zheng Xiaochuan swore an oath with his Daoist heart and took a picture of the general's suit he was wearing, which quickly verified the authenticity of the matter.

Almost immediately, the Earth side quickly mobilized, instructing Zheng Xiaochuan to stay by the ruler's side and serve him faithfully, in order to gain his favor.

If the Earth can receive the protection of this being's words after the Sovereign's tribulation ends, then there will be no need to worry about the crisis of survival anymore.

Others also try to curry favor, but don't let it be noticed.

In an instant, a large number of transmigrators who could come rushed to this place.

Cui Jue was responsible for contacting Chen Geng, asking him with concern if he had done anything to betray the Lord.

Chen Geng had already seen through Li Bairen's identity, otherwise he wouldn't have asked those questions.

He didn't say much about it; Li Bairen was just a side note, his real target was always Fangcun Mountain.

As he got closer to Fangcun Mountain, he felt his opportunity was drawing ever closer.

After the weasel, Fangcun Mountain instantly became lively, mostly filled with time travelers serving Li Bairen.

Li Bairen found his descent to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation exceptionally easy this time.

Chen Geng walked around several times, and although the signpost clearly indicated this was the location, he still couldn't find the mountain gate.

Chen Geng couldn't understand it at all. He sat at a noodle stall at the foot of the mountain, staring at the tea and pondering deeply.

There are rumors that Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and Xieyue Sanxing Cave are actually the consciousness and mind of a stone monkey, and that there is no Bodhi Patriarch at all.

Everything arises from the thoughts in one's mind, and is thus stirred up by worldly dust.

But if the travel permits are genuine and valid, how can they be fake?

"Waiter, a bowl of noodles, please."

A diner shouted from the side, and at the same time, a voice came from another table next to Chen Geng.

"Waiter, bring me one, um, a bowl of noodles!"

"Alright!" The waiter started working and asked for more chili peppers. At the same time, the diners at the other table also chimed in.

"Add chili, add chili!"

Chen Geng remained expressionless, while on the other table was a stone monkey.

This was his second-line preparation.

If you really can't find it, you can always find it by following the stone monkey, right?

But the stone monkey had been there for many days, and he still hadn't figured out how to get in; he could only ask around.

Just then, Chen Geng heard a commotion outside.

"We lost again! We lost again!"

He looked out towards the sound and saw a large crowd gathered in the street, with noise coming from it.

A short while later, two children-like figures walked out from inside, looking dejected.

"How did we lose again?"

Yingli gritted her teeth: "Now look what's happened! We were just saying we'd go find them, but we've already lost all our travel expenses."

Yingle was unwilling to give up: "That old monk must be cheating. Let me pawn the jade pendant, and then we'll try again tomorrow!"

"Okay! We must keep a close eye on it this time."

The two boys hurriedly went to the pawnshop, and the next day, Chen Geng saw them gambling again.

At the heart of the commotion was an old monk and his young apprentice, setting up the most classic gambling game—

The Three Immortals Return to the Cave.

Basically, you take three bowls, put a small ball in one of them, spin it, and then have to guess which bowl has the ball.

This thing seems simple, but it's actually based on a set of techniques, though people in this era probably rarely see such methods.

For Earthlings, it's just a very ordinary little trick.

A short while later, the two boys stormed out again, clearly annoyed.

Yingli: "Oh no, I lost it all again. This is all I have left."

Yingle: "We can't lose every time, right? Let's pawn this outfit! Let's go!"

The two boys came to gamble again on the third day, and after a while, they lost everything again.

"Should we go back up the mountain?"

Ying Le's eyes were red and he was really angry and cried. He couldn't understand why he was so unlucky.

Now look what's happened! He's lost all his money, his jade pendant, and even his clothes.

Back to the mountain?

Chen Geng's eyes lit up, and he walked up to the two boys.

Yingli and Yingle only felt a darkness in front of them before they saw a young man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall standing in front of them.

This young master had a narrow face and thin lips, and his eyes gleamed, yet a hint of ferocity lurked within them.

The patriarch said that people with such faces are cold-blooded and ruthless, and one should stay away from them if possible.

"Want to gamble again? It's on me."

But this man said something that the two boys couldn't refuse.

"Why don't you give it a try?" Yingli quietly asked Yingle.

The latter nodded: "Let's give it a try, what if we can win back what we lost?"

The three of them entered the circle again. Chen Geng glanced around and noticed a flash of surprise in the eyes of the stall owner's young apprentice as he looked at him.

He had no shortage of money in this era, and Li Shuangyan quickly sent it over.

"How much are you betting?"

The old monk asked Chen Geng with a smile.

Chen Geng smiled and casually placed ten taels of gold on the bowl on the left.

The old monk opened the bowl: "It's empty."

The ball is in the bowl in the middle.

Chen Geng was not in a hurry. He stood up, bowed, and then left with Yingli and Yingle.

"We lost again."

Ying Le looked dejected: "I'm sorry, young master, I've let you down."

"It's okay, we'll go tomorrow."

Chen Geng was generous; he had plenty of money. The next day, he brought two boys to the gambling stall again and placed another ten taels of gold as a bet.

He chose the middle, but this time it's the right side.

"Tsk! Why couldn't I get selected?"

The two boys were furious, feeling really bad for Chen Geng's money.

But Chen Geng went again on the third day, the fourth day, and the fifth day, every day, and each time he brought ten taels of gold.