I gather power with my gift of God and build the heaven.

If it were other rebel armies or the imperial court that took action, the best outcome for the families of those whose property was confiscated would be that they were not caught and lived the rest of their lives in hiding.

In this era, I’m afraid that most of them will not have an easy fate. They may die in some unknown corner at any time.

It’s not like now, although they need to work.

However, the Salvation Army did not treat them too harshly, and their lives were even better than those of ordinary people in the past.

At least, they have three meals a day and they are full.

Compared to normal people, they just don’t have wages, but at least they can live a good life.

The only thing they could do was to let Zhengyang join the militia and take him along when the Salvation Army recruited soldiers next time.

"Chen Zhengyang, why are you still like a Taoist priest? Are you sitting cross-legged in meditation?"

As Wang Chao and his men occupied Jin County, Xining Wei and other places, while continuing to advance, they naturally needed people to garrison the occupied cities.

He also told Zhengyang about his discoveries during this period and how he had cultivated the legendary magical powers.

Although Zhengyang was certain, the old abbot Shouxuzi still asked again out of his sincere love and care.

Thinking of this, the resentment in their hearts was reduced a lot.

It was a brilliant glow in the dark red color, and a hazy, vague, and illusory lotus in it, which was extremely mysterious and strange.

At the same time, they became more convinced that their leader was the Emperor of Heaven.

After all, they were very familiar with the Taoist priest of Qingyang Mountain Taoist Temple.

As time passed, military rules and regulations were gradually engraved in my mind, and my understanding of the army, soldiers, and the People's Salvation Army continued to deepen.

But in the end, he decided to join the army.

You see, even the Taoist priest who worships the Emperor of Heaven has joined the People's Salvation Army.

At the beginning, it was natural for Wang Chao to divide his troops to guard the place, assign officials at all levels, stabilize the order, and so on.

Later, as they occupied more and more places, Wang Chao naturally could not continue to divide his troops. That would cause the troops to be dispersed and would inevitably be taken advantage of.

However, you still need to persist in practicing, what if you succeed one day?

When they heard that Chen Zhengyang's master had really cultivated magical powers, everyone's eyes lit up at first, and then they all sighed.

Especially recently, after the Taoist temple erected the statue of the Emperor of Heaven, they became more familiar and enthusiastic about the Taoist Master Zhengyang in front of them.

Even if each of them possesses supernatural powers, with their current power, they cannot defeat a hundred enemies alone and ignore ordinary armies.

Chen Zhengyang said with a smile.

In this way, the master and disciple will have more choices.

Gradually, they began to become qualified soldiers, and their every word and action showed some of the style of the People's Salvation Army.

After everyone fell asleep, Chen Zhengyang gradually fell into meditation, visualizing a lotus swaying in his mind.

Therefore, even though the Salvation Army was an extraordinary force, the dynasty was not so careless as to constantly send troops to garrison there.

Hearing this, the old Taoist Shouxuzi couldn't help but hold his breath.

Some roommates who were already lying down or having their legs and feet massaged couldn't help but burst into good-natured laughter when they heard this.

If Chen Zhengyang could really cultivate magical powers, they, as roommates and comrades in the same team, would naturally become safer.

It took his master decades to cultivate these magical powers, and he didn't think he could achieve that in a short period of time.

"Oh, it turns out that Zhengyang is really a Taoist priest. I hope you can cultivate your magic power quickly."

Seeing his appearance, a roommate who had just finished a leg massage couldn't help but smiled and said:

After Zheng nodded his agreement, Zhengyang went down Qingyang Mountain and headed for the farm community in a nearby village.

At present, except Wang Chao himself, basically no one can withstand the attack of artillery.

After seeing Zhengyang, the villagers were very enthusiastic.

Of course, although they are willing to help, they cannot interfere with the recruitment of soldiers for the Salvation Army.

But Zhengyang did not do so. He first massaged his hands, feet and body according to the instructor's instructions, and then sat cross-legged on the bed.

The next moment, the evil spirit of the army that permeated the surrounding area began to resonate faintly with it.

But, isn’t it the time for the Emperor of Heaven to come to the world to save mankind?

Why don't they seize the opportunity and find a way to join in?

In an unnamed Taoist temple, a young man in his twenties looked at the endless stream of pilgrims and believers, his eyes flickering.

They have practiced Taoism and believed in Buddha all their lives. Isn’t it their wish to be able to live forever and return to paradise?

Before, there were no mysterious phenomena, and they basically regarded it as false.

However, this may be a huge loss for those large Taoist temples.

"Hahaha"

Of course, when others were sleeping, Chen Zhengyang still did his routine and prepared to meditate first.

"Yes!"

In the barracks for new recruits of the People's Salvation Army, after a day of intensive training, everyone was so tired that they fell asleep one after another.

Especially recently, it was said that thanks to the magical powers of the members of the agricultural cooperative, the grain produced in the entire territory had a bumper harvest ahead of schedule, which made his idea even stronger.

But even so, they can still cause a certain degree of deterrence to ordinary people.

Chen Zhengyang took a cold shower with his comrades, and then returned to the dormitory to rest.

It was under such circumstances that Zhengyang became a glorious member of the People's Salvation Army.

Even some Taoist priests in Taoist temples and monks in Buddhist temples couldn't help but be moved.

When new recruits are drawn up, they naturally need to be replenished from the militia.

Doesn’t this further prove that the leader is the Emperor of Heaven?

He didn't have much hope of developing magical powers.

If it doesn't work out, he will have a way out.

For a period of time that followed, everyone began the boring, high-intensity military training, reciting military rules and regulations, etc.

Although he knew it was well-intentioned, he still felt a little weird. He felt like he was being cursed to death.

In fact, he didn't wait long.

Chen Zhengyang was wondering if he was about to make a breakthrough.

In particular, the Ming army had muskets and cannons, which posed a huge threat to the Salvation Army.

As meditation continued, an illusory and hazy lotus began to emerge little by little in his spiritual world.

Early the next morning, Zhengyang packed up and left the Taoist temple.

Naturally, the dark atmosphere of public resentment within the territory began to gradually dissipate. Even if some remained, it was no longer a big deal.

Although later on, Wang Chao, the leader of the Salvation Army, ordered that Taoist temples that erected statues of the Emperor of Heaven should no longer charge excessive incense fees.

Chen Zhengyang smiled helplessly and said.

Before leaving, Shouxuzi repeatedly reminded him that even if he joined the army, he must not neglect his Taoist practice.

However, as time passed, after he no longer had to worry about his life, he inevitably had other ideas.

However, the evil spirit in the recruit camp is just spiritual power, transformed under the influence of the instructor's heavenly status and character. It does not have a strong bloody murderous intent and is far from the real iron-blooded evil spirit.

"Haha, I appreciate your good wishes. I hope I can cultivate some magical powers! My master Shouxuzi has been practicing Taoist scriptures for his whole life, and he has only recently cultivated some magical powers."

Then, someone else joked:

Naturally, when he was meditating, the illusory lotus that he meditated out carried the same will.

"Hahaha, I just wonder if our Taoist Priest Zhengyang has cultivated any magical powers?"

"You need to think carefully. We Taoists also have real skills."

On April 26th, the weather was gradually becoming hot.

But now, the various miraculous phenomena occurring in the territory of the People's Salvation Army have made them see another possibility.

“Before I joined the army, I was indeed a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple.

The military life during this period made the military rules and regulations, as well as other things, gradually become part of his heart.

At the beginning, the young man was very happy.

He didn't know where to sign up for the army.

Maybe gods really do exist?

Although the gods and Buddhas still did not appear.

This is a sacrifice to the Emperor of Heaven, so naturally they have to show more respect.

After all, the illusory lotus was manifested by Chen Zhengyang's spiritual meditation and represented his spiritual will.

In fact, this is also what they really think.

Therefore, the mysterious fluctuations spreading from the illusory lotus would resonate with the evil spirit of the surrounding army.

Similarly, they did not think that Chen Zhengyang could achieve success in a short period of time.

Finally, one night, he found the old abbot.

Even vaguely, there was a hint of evil in them.

"Yes, now that the God of Heaven has descended to the world, it is normal for you Taoists to cultivate magical powers. I hope you can cultivate magical powers.

"Master, this is an unprecedented era. I want to join the army to save the people. Maybe I can fight for a future as an immortal.

If you can’t succeed, then you should try to gain wealth and honor in the world;

If it works, I will come to extradite Master someday."

This way we can have more means.”

The dynasty's solution was simple: to gradually convert the 50,000 new recruits into regular troops and then garrison the occupied cities.

As the lotus sways, mysterious waves are created.

Of course, in comparison, monks are more ruthless and collect more money.

It’s just obvious that I haven’t cultivated any magic power yet.”

And

Feeling the lotus in the purple palace of his spiritual platform and the warm air current swirling slightly in his dantian, Shouxuzi couldn't help but wonder who between them, the master and the disciple, needed guidance and salvation.

After all, even if it's just a few incense sticks, even if it's just the market price, but if you sell a small quantity in large quantities, after the quantity accumulates, it will be a considerable income.

But ever since the old abbot, who could no longer make ends meet, erected the statue of the Emperor of Heaven after several struggles and hesitations, the number of pilgrims and believers in the Taoist temple has increased greatly.

After listening to this, Zhengyang did hesitate for a while.

So in the past two days, he began to unconsciously extend his meditation time.

"Zhengyang, have you decided?"

Gradually, the circles of mysterious fluctuations began to spread outward continuously, eventually breaking through certain restraints and spreading beyond his body.

As more and more people supported the People's Salvation Army and the dynasty, their enthusiasm for joining the army also grew.

Zhengyang nodded vigorously.

In the past, only some pilgrims and believers occasionally came to their small Taoist temple.

After learning of his request, the members of the agricultural cooperative and the village chief readily agreed.

However, for Taoist temples like theirs that are on the verge of collapse, that amount of money is enough for them to get and stay afloat.

They even regarded being monks or Taoists as a profession, just for three meals a day and a few taels of silver.

Recently, the pulse between his eyebrows has been throbbing, and he can vaguely see a bizarre scene.

Seeing that Chen Zhengyang seemed to be a real Taoist priest, the others became more serious and stopped teasing him. Instead, they all started to congratulate him.

The only people who knew of any connection with it were the militias in the various rural agricultural communities.

At this moment, Chen Zhengyang suddenly felt that the surroundings seemed to be filled with a red divine light.

That feeling is clearer and brighter than ever before, as if I were really in it.

Like fire, like blood

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