A family of three travels through time together, and the golden finger is turned on

"Hehe, it's because you guys spoiled me." Gu Can replied.

"It's a pity that Xiaoxuan can't be bound to the system you made." Gu Liang thought that it would be okay to pamper this one disciple.

After Gu Can finished researching the luck system, he created his own manifestation system. He even asked 666 to consult the main system, and the main system gave Gu Can a favorable response! However, this system cannot bind to local creatures. This means that after they leave, the only person in this world who can bind to the system is Gao Jianmu.

Gao Jianmu wasn't a particularly evil person before he traveled through time, and even without his luck system, he was relatively honest. But after some thought, Gu Can decided not to leave the system in this world. After all, she was the only one! This was a unique system.

Although this materialization system has many limitations, its capabilities are incredible. No matter whether it is games, novels, movies, etc., as long as the attention reaches one million, the items in it can be materialized using merit, luck, cultivation, etc. As a benefit for novices, Gu Can did not directly give novices a gift package, but gave them three opportunities to materialize for free by watching advertisements.

Although it takes one hundred ads to manifest once, each ad is only thirty seconds. This is Gu Can's bad taste. She was reluctant to pay for membership before, so she was forced to watch ads. Now she wants to leave this pain to others. As for where the ads come from.

Well, she wouldn't say that all the ones she hates the most are on it, there are definitely a hundred different ones.

"Even if I can give it to her, what can she materialize? There are no storybooks in this world. And I can't even bind myself to what I made. That's too much!" Gu Can replied. This system is really only useful to those who live in a world of information explosion.

After all, novels, games, movies, and TV series really let imagination run wild. Before she traveled through time, she had read novels and watched TV series that had many things she particularly wanted. At that time, she had thought more than once that it would be great if she could manifest all those things.

"Well, let's keep this system." Forgetting his daughter's resentment, Gu Liang chose to change the subject.

"Speaking of which, let's use the Huangzhong Plum and Sanguang Divine Water to exchange for some ginseng fruit and peaches from this world. I want to know if they taste the same as the ones in the warehouse."

"Okay, after this sermon is over, please ask Sanqing to take us to find someone to see if we can replace him." Gu Can nodded. It was not a big deal. After all, it was Sanqing's face!

"By the way, the innate gourd on Mount Buzhou seems to have been picked after the first sermon. Let's go directly to Mount Buzhou. There we can definitely wait for the Three Pure Ones, and also see Nuwa, Fuxi, Dijun, Donghuang Taiyi, Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi." Gu Liang has also read prehistoric novels.

"Well, that's not bad. I'll go to Buzhou Mountain when the sermon is almost over." Gu Can thought this was feasible.

Ao Xuan watched and laughed secretly while hiding behind Ji Xiaoju. After chatting for a while, they started to sort out the earth veins again. Now the four of them were working like an assembly line, and the speed was more than ten times faster than when they were separated at the beginning.

Watching the demonic energy gradually disappear and the earth regaining its vitality and aura, I feel a sense of accomplishment. As more and more veins are combed and the demonic energy becomes less and less, this land will inevitably give birth to moderate and peaceful innate creatures after recuperation. In the future, if the demons persecute humans again, humans will have more places to go.

The first three thousand years of preaching at Zixiao Palace came to a successful conclusion. Gu Can and his three companions temporarily stopped combing the western earth veins and rushed to Mount Buzhou.

"Come to think of it, this is also my birthplace. However, I was in a hurry to escape before and didn't take a good look at it. This is the backbone of the world. The Witch Clan is here, and the Witch Clan and I should be neighbors. The Witch Clan was transformed from the essence and blood of Pangu. Although they don't cultivate their spirits, they are born to control the laws. It would be nice if I could learn from them, especially the Time Ancestral Witch Zhu Jiuyin, the Space Ancestral Witch Dijiang, and the Ancestral Witch Houtu who will transform into the Six Paths of Reincarnation in the future. Alas, in short, every law is coveted. Those of them who are born to control the laws must understand them differently from us." When Gu Can arrived at Buzhou Mountain, he felt a lot more energetic. After all, it was the place where he was born.

"But the Wu Clan only respects Pangu, is warlike, and dislikes outsiders. I guess there's no way."

"The relationship between Hou Tu Niangniang and Nu Wa Niangniang is very good. They have both attended the Zixiao Palace lectures. If we can meet Nu Wa Niangniang this time, maybe we can ask her to introduce us. The Twelve Ancestral Witches are born with control over the laws, so they should follow the path of becoming saints through the laws."

"What did you say?" When they heard the voice, a figure appeared in front of Gu Can and the others in the blink of an eye.

The creature had a human face and a bird body, a green snake dangling from each ear, and two green snakes under its feet. Its appearance was rather bizarre, completely at odds with its beautiful features. Its identity was obvious: Xuanming, the Rain Ancestral Shaman among the Twelve Ancestral Shamans.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Xuanming." Gu Can and the others were stunned for a moment, then stepped forward and bowed.

Seeing how polite they were, Xuanming transformed into a human and bowed in return.

"Xuan Ming, I'm sorry, but what you said concerns the path of our Wu clan. I wonder if you could invite us to the Wu clan to discuss the Dao."

"It's our honor." Most of the Twelve Ancestors had quick tempers, but Xuan Ming had the patience to return their greetings and inquire because what Gu Can said was a matter of great importance to the Wu Clan, and they were polite people themselves. Now, hearing their agreement, he immediately sent a message to the Space Ancestor, Dijiang. Although Dijiang was confused by Xuan Ming's message, he still used the laws of space to rush over.

"..." Gu Can, Gu Liang and Ji Xiaoju were speechless. As the ancestor of space and speed, it was a bit too easy for you to be able to cross ten meters at a time.

"Please show us the way, Fellow Daoist Xuanming." Gu Can finally decided that they should lead the group there. The speed was so fast that it was driving people crazy. After Xuanming pointed out the direction, each of them applied a magic talisman and grabbed Dijiang who had arrived halfway.

Dijiang: Like a yellow bag, red as cinnabar fire, six legs and four wings, chaotic and faceless, he is the ancestor witch of space speed.

After working so hard on the journey, he was suddenly dragged back to the starting point, Dijiang. Even though Wumian couldn't hide his stunned expression, he actually looked a bit adorable.

"Xuan Ming, how can you bring outsiders into our clan's land casually." This man with a beast's head and a human body, covered with red scales, with fire snakes piercing his ears and a fire dragon under his feet, should be Zhurong, the ancestor of fire who has the most impatient temper.

"Xuan Ming must have had her reasons for bringing them here." With a human body and a python head, covered in black scales, a black dragon underfoot, a green python wrapped around his arm, and a penchant for contradicting Zhu Rong, this must be Gong Gong, the ancestor of water. The one who would one day crash into Mount Buzhou.

"This concerns our path, Zhurong and Gonggong, please stop making trouble." He has a human face and a dragon body, vertical eyes, and his whole body is red. This should be Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of time.

"Jiuyin saw it." Xuanming looked at Zhu Jiuyin. Zhu Jiuyin controlled the laws of time. When he saw a person, he could see what happened to them ten breaths ago. Gu Can and the others didn't know. Otherwise, ten breaths? How dare he claim to control the laws of time?

"Gu Can (Gu Liang, Ji Xiaoju, Ao Xuan) greets all fellow Taoists." Seeing that the ancient witches had finally stopped making noise, they stepped forward to introduce themselves.

As green as bamboo, with a bird's body and a human face, riding two dragons under his feet, he is the ancestor of wood, the witch Ju Mang.

He has a human face as a protective shield, his body is covered with golden scales, he has wings growing from his shoulders, a snake pierces his left ear, and he rides two dragons under his feet. He is Wu Rushou, the ancestor of gold.

He holds a snake in his mouth and in his hands, has a tiger head and a human body, four hoofed feet, and long elbows. He is Qiangliang, the ancestor of thunder.

He has eight human faces, a tiger body and eight tails, and is the ancestor of wind, Tianwu.

A witch with a human face and bird voice, a green snake hanging from his ears and a red snake in his hands, he is Xizi, the ancestor of lightning.

He has a human face and a beast body, dog-like ears, and green snakes hanging from his ears. He is the ancestor of the weather, Shebisi.

Hou Tu went to Zixiao Palace to listen to the teachings and has not returned yet, and the eleven ancestor witches are all here.

"It's a trouble. Tell me quickly, what's the way?" Zhu Rong, who was the most impatient, started yelling.

"It's you who's always making noises." Gonggong's taunting is never late.

"Do you want to fight?" Zhu Rong looked at Gong Gong first.

"Are you still not going to listen?" Xuan Ming shouted angrily.

"Fellow Daoists, please take a seat." Ju Mang, the Ancestral Shaman of Wood, transformed into a human form, taking the form of a young shepherd boy. In the prehistoric system, Ju Mang is the Ancestral Shaman of Wood, and throughout Chinese history, he held a crucial position, overseeing the budding and growth of trees and participating in annual spring festivals. In sacrificial ceremonies and New Year paintings, Ju Mang appears as a shepherd boy riding a cow in spring, with twin buns on his head and a willow whip in hand. He is also known as Mang Tong.

Gu Can read this novel selectively, and he had no idea that in this world, Ju Mang would appear like this as a human. Looking at this polite little shepherd boy, he really couldn't get angry at all.

Seeing that everyone had followed Ju Mang's suggestion and sat down, they stopped arguing and each found a seat to sit down.

"My fellow Taoists, there is no need to worry. You are all formed from the essence and blood of Pangu. You master the laws of heaven, and it is most suitable for you to follow the path of following the laws to become a saint." Gu Can did not keep anyone in suspense.

"Laws can make one a saint, but we are born with the laws, and we haven't become saints, and we don't have a soul."