Wild God starts the game, I rely on incense to prove my truth to the emperor

"This……"

Looking at the charred Thorn Ridge, Lu Yongjun was stunned.

The existence of Thorn Ridge caused the northbound trade route to take a detour of nearly a hundred miles.

Now that Thorn Ridge was suddenly open, the distance of the trade route was greatly shortened, and the ones who benefited the most were the merchants and escort companies.

He called the patrol officer over and asked, "How did it get through? Have you found out?"

"Your Excellency, it is rumored that this was done by the Immortal Master of Xuanqing Palace of the God-stealing Cult."

The captain replied hurriedly.

In fact, it was he who spread the rumor about Xuanqing Palace.

Looking at Yi County as a whole, the only one who has this ability is the real person of Xuanqing Palace.

Instead of spending time investigating, it’s better to just give them the credit.

If you say a few nice words to him, you might even get some benefits from him.

"Xuanqing Palace?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yongjun frowned.

How could a county lieutenant like him not know what kind of people the Stealing God Cult is?

Could it be that... these Taoists have changed their nature?

Doing big things quietly is not the style of this group of people.

However, since the news spread like this, it is nine out of ten possible.

"In that case, let's post a notice to commend Xuanqing Palace!"

at the same time.

On Xuanqing Mountain, the most beautiful mountain in Yi County, a bell rang, echoing throughout Xuanqing Palace.

After the morning class ended, the Taoists left one after another.

Inside the palace, in the main hall dedicated to the ancestors, the master of Xuanqing Palace sat with his eyes closed.

Soon, a neat and healthy figure walked into the hall.

"Palace Master!"

"What... happened?" The Palace Master had white hair and beard, a kind face, and a pair of clear eyes.

The person who came was the guest hall steward, Su Qingyun, who was also the palace master's first disciple.

"The 30-mile thorn ridge north of Hongsong has been opened. Overnight, most of the mountain spirits and wild monsters cultivated in the temple were killed or injured. Even those who survived are nowhere to be found!"

"what?"

The usually calm Palace Master couldn't help but feel his chest heaving at this moment, "Who did this?"

"According to rumors outside, it was our Xuanqing Palace that did it."

"Hmm? Without my order, who dares to go to Thorn Ridge?"

Su Qingyun waved his hands hurriedly, "I think this rumor is false. Could it be something done by the Western Sect?"

"Xizong..."

The Palace Master frowned, "Can you tell what method was used?"

"It seems to be some kind of... thunder magic!"

"Lefa?"

The Palace Master's brows tightened. "In Yi County, we are the only ones who know thunder magic in Xuanqing Palace. Could it be that the Western Sect is deliberately ruining our plan?"

"Palace Master, the one who knows thunder magic is Duan Tiande, the owner of the Red Mansion!" Su Qingyun added.

"Duan Tiande...yes, how could I forget about him? Where is he? Why didn't I see him offering my heart's blood yesterday?"

"He's injured. It seems he got into a fight with a captain from the Demon Suppression Division yesterday. Somehow, he came back seriously injured and spent the entire night in the blood well in the back mountain."

"Why are the Demon Suppression Division here too? Could it be that the one who can injure the Ghost Immortal be a captain with six veins or above?"

The Palace Master seemed to be talking to himself. After muttering for a while, he slowly stood up.

"Stop the action for now, train a batch of ghost babies, and send them to Thorn Ridge. The sect has been planning for several years to destroy this rebel army in Liuzhou, so don't let us down!"

"Yes, sir!" Su Qingyun bowed and was about to turn around and leave.

He suddenly turned around and said, "Two more small things..."

"Just tell it!"

"A wild god appeared in the Red Pine Land. It is said to have some magical powers. Do you want one?"

"Red pine, a barren land! If it weren't for the tribute tea growing there, it would have been occupied by evil spirits long ago. It's just a hundred households offering incense, so let it go!"

"Yes, Palace Master. There's one more thing. We originally wanted to disrupt the delivery of the tribute tea to the capital, but the Demon Suppression Division suddenly intervened, and the tribute tea escort team has already left Yi County."

"The Demon Suppression Division again? It seems that this new Demon Suppression General from Liuzhou is a little... ignorant of the rules!"

……

Korean pine.

Wan Zhuliu took a good rest before floating out from the treetops at noon.

Last night, in order to practice his fighting skills, he raided Thorn Ridge at night and found a group of little demons to practice with.

Those mountain spirits and monsters have often done harm to people in recent years, but because of the remoteness, the government has not done much to intervene.

Wan Zhuliu just happened to be in charge, mainly because he was too powerful and he didn't dare to go, for fear of capsizing in the ditch.

The result was out of control. The palm thunder was so strong that it started smoking, and it smashed a passage more than ten feet wide in the middle of the Thorn Ridge.

This has caused a big stir. Who knows if there is any big power backing these monsters?

He was so scared that he ran away overnight and cleaned up all traces of himself.

It was not until the morning when many villagers came to burn incense that he realized that the blame had been placed on the Xuanqing Palace in Yi County.

His heart finally settled down, and he gained another 300 points of incense value, which made him overjoyed.

"The news has been so obscured lately, and the Hongsong villagers aren't particularly gossipy, so I'm unable to get any firsthand information. Fortunately, the incense value is high enough, so I'll arrange for the puppetry!"

Thinking of this, he started to learn puppetry.

But when it came to the most critical step, when adding points, he was surprised to find that the arrow behind the puppet technique that could be used to add points was dark and could not be clicked.

"hiss!"

He quickly sat up and opened the code to study it again.

"Medium, the code states that the key to puppetry is implanting a medium, but what is a medium?"

All along, he has been gambling with his incense value, so he doesn't understand anything about cultivation!

When it really came time for him to figure it out on his own, he found himself in a dilemma.

"If you don't work hard when you're young, you'll regret it when you're old. Who would understand a child without a master?!"

In the end, he had no choice but to take back the code in embarrassment, and had to put his practice of puppetry aside.

Feeling depressed, Wan Zhuliu drove his Yin Spirit and appeared above the red pine territory, and began to patrol the surrounding movements.

Soon, he discovered that there were many strangers in the home of Doctor Li.

“Maybe visiting relatives and friends!”

After shaking his head, he didn't think much about it and flew farther away.

In a flash, they crossed the red pine area and arrived directly near Thorn Ridge.

It was dark yesterday and he hadn't had time to appreciate his masterpiece yet, so he went to take a look while he was in the mood.

As soon as we got closer, we found that it was very lively outside the Thorn Ridge.

The previously remote area is now accessible by vehicles and horses.

When he looked closely, he found that under the destruction of the thunder in his palm, the thorns on the passage had long turned into black ash, filling the ravines. Even without any treatment, it was as smooth as an official road.

"I accidentally did a good thing!" Wan Zhuliu was quite satisfied with his masterpiece.

Then he prepared to return to Hongsong, but at a certain moment, he sensed an evil aura.

"With all the commotion yesterday, the monsters in Thorn Ridge should have moved away long ago. Why are they still so dense?"

"Forget it, it's none of my business!"

After returning to the village, Wan Zhuliu sensed a faint breath before he could even enter the willow trees.

The unique fragrance, although well hidden, could not escape Wan Zhuliu who could control the wind.