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

"you……"

"God Liu, I never thought we would meet in this way!"

Looking at the burly red-haired man in front of him, Wan Zhuliu's brain froze.

"Duan Tiande, the owner of the Red Mansion? Aren't you from Xuanqing Palace? Why are you with the rebels..."

"I am an old god of the previous dynasty, and the Great Xia Army is the righteous army of the previous dynasty. It is reasonable for us to appear together!"

"Uh……"

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be the same.

only……

Wan Zhuliu looked at Duan Tiande, "Are you here to seek revenge for what happened that day?"

In fact, the palm thunder in his hand had already been accumulating when he saw Duan Tiande for the first time.

"Today, I am here to persuade you to surrender."

"If Lord Liu surrenders to the Great Xia Army, we can let bygones be bygones." Duan Tiande stroked his beard slightly.

"What if I don't surrender?"

"You are nothing but a wild god. You didn't have a deity in the previous dynasty, and you haven't been granted a place in this dynasty. No one will care if I kill you!"

Duan Tiande's expression turned cold, and he waved his hand again. "I understand your abilities and your magical powers, but today I have the help of the Dragon King of the Spiritual Jianghu. No matter how powerful you are, you can't escape from my grasp!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dark clouds rolled in the clouds ahead, and a winding figure was hidden in the clouds.

Although he did not reveal his true identity, Wan Zhuliu still felt a powerful pressure coming towards him.

This has never been seen before.

"Lord Dragon, could it be a real dragon?" His heart was pounding, he couldn't believe it.

After all, a dragon is a big deal.

The Dragon God of Rain is much higher in status than the City God or the Mountain God.

Their magic power and status are not even on the same level.

Thinking of this, he immediately made up his mind, "Brother Duan, this is too distant. I have long been fascinated by the previous dynasty!"

"Hahaha!"

Duan Tiande was immediately overjoyed, "God Liu, you have chosen a bright and promising path!"

"Come, come, I'll take you to meet the top leaders of the rebel army!"

Wan Zhuliu transformed into a fire body and followed Duan Tiande to the camp of the army that was attacking Hongsong.

There were more than ten people sitting under the tent, exuding a strong murderous aura.

At the top of the tent, there are three very gorgeous seats.

The main seat was occupied by a burly middle-aged man, and on both sides were numerous figures of incense.

"Such a strong incense power, are these two also incense gods?"

While he was looking around, Duan Tiande had already started the introduction.

"Greetings to Grand Marshal Weihua, Han Zhenjun, and Zhao Zhenjun. This is the Willow God, a newly recruited Yin God. He is particularly skilled in thunder magic and has immense power. He will surely aid our army in the attack on Liuzhou!"

Upon hearing this, many eyes fell on Wan Zhuliu.

Waves of probing auras passed through him, and finally returned to calm.

"This fellow Daoist is indeed a Yin God cultivator, but... why can't I see through your realm?"

At this time, Han Zhenjun, who was sitting on the upper right seat, looked over with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Wan Zhuliu remained calm and said calmly, "I was originally a willow tree spirit that manifested itself. I was blessed with incense and became a ghost immortal. Perhaps I have strayed from the right path and diverged from the orthodox teachings of my predecessors, so I cannot tell the difference!"

Of course he knew why he couldn't see it, after all, his cultivation system had been modified by the panel.

However, I can't say this out loud, so I can only find a random excuse.

After hearing his words, Han Zhenjun thought about it and seemed to think it made sense, so he said, "Then you are in the realm of ghost immortals?"

“About the same!”

After saying that, Wan Zhuliu added, "However, I am the true spirit of the willow tree, so I cannot leave my body for too long. I can only roam around the red pine trees!"

"Hahaha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from the tent.

It turned out to be the generals sitting below, all looking at Wan Zhuliu as if they were laughing at a joke.

At this time, on the upper left side, another incense body, Zhao Zhenjun, raised his hand, suppressed the discussion in the tent, and smiled faintly.

"How can you be called a ghost immortal if you can't come and go freely in the mortal world? It seems that you have no inheritance and are just a little wild god!"

Wan Zhuliu wanted to reply with a "yes" immediately, but Duan Tiande beat him to the punch and said, "Marshal, the two True Lords, although Brother Liushen Daoist Brother has no inheritance, the magic he has practiced is profound, especially his thunder magic, which is extremely powerful!"

Seeing Duan Tiande speaking for him like this, Wan Zhuliu was almost moved.

I killed his men and injured him, and this guy actually repaid me with kindness?

Wow, what a righteousness!

He had just sighed in his heart when he heard Marshal Weihua speaking from above.

"There's no need to say much about Tiande. You helped the army conquer Thorn Ridge and broke the seal of the Dragon King of the Spiritual Rivers and Lakes. These are both great achievements. This commander will allow you to enjoy the incense and merits of two thousand soldiers.

However, absorbing this little wild god will make up the number, and I'll add another 200!"

"Two hundred?" Duan Tiande hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying, "Thank you, Marshal Weihua!"

"Depend on!"

After seeing this, Wan Zhuliu finally understood that it was not because Duan Tiande was loyal, but because recruiting people was a reward!

And I'm only worth the incense of two hundred people?

While he was stunned, Marshal Weihua spoke again.

He glanced at the generals below and asked, "Sir Willow, which general is willing to be accepted into your command?"

"..."

Below, there was a deathly silence.

Wan Zhuliu was also a little embarrassed.

After all this time, no one wants me!

Isn't that insulting to God?

"grass!"

He cursed inwardly, then smiled awkwardly, "If you guys don't want to take me in, then I'll take my leave!"

At this moment, a figure suddenly walked out of the tent.

"Your Excellency, Commander-in-Chief, Li Xianqi of the Quartermaster Battalion requests an audience!"

"Oh? Pass it on!"

Soon, a figure in armor walked into the tent and exchanged glances with Wan Zhuliu as soon as he entered.

"Li Xianqi, what brings you here? How's the transportation of food and supplies going?"

"Reporting to the Marshal, everything is correct and we can set off at any time!" Li Xian'e's voice was hoarse, but vigorous and powerful.

"Oh, by the way, Marshal, I came here for another matter!"

"What's the matter?"

Li Xianyue slowly turned around and his eyes fell on Wan Zhuliu.

"I'm here to thank the Willow God. Thanks to his protection, the weapons and provisions I hid in the Red Pine were kept safe. They now provide ample backup resources for our army!"

"Is there still such a thing?"

Marshal Weihua's serious face softened a bit, and when he looked at Wan Zhuliu again, there was a hint of satisfaction.

"Since that's the case, since this Willow God has come to join our Great Xia Army, how do you arrange for him to stay in your baggage camp and lead the incense offerings of two hundred men?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xianyi hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Marshal. I am willing to provide incense offerings for five hundred people to this Willow God. Please grant this!"

"Five hundred..." Marshal Weihua paused, then waved his hand, "It's just a small matter, you decide!"

"Thank you, Marshal. I will take Willow God back to the camp first!"