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

In the early morning, Wan Zhuliu incense burner was standing tall among the clouds, surrounded by rosy glow, and the power of the incense was surging, revealing an extraordinary aura.

Below, in front of the altar outside the willow tree, the number of people coming to burn incense and worship has changed three times.

The first to arrive were the Red Pine Aboriginals.

Especially after learning that the villagers who had fled to Yi County had encountered war, they became even more proud of their wise decision at the time, and they also became more and more devoted to Wan Zhuliu, the Willow God who protected this place with peace.

Just a few dozen households can contribute nearly 300 points of incense every day.

However, Wan Zhuliu's feedback to them was also very helpful. He could get whatever he wanted, and truly blessed the area with good weather and harvest.

You know, red pine has always been a barren land. With his operation, the crops are growing well and the scene is full of prosperity.

However, there are also some problems, that is, these indigenous people are extremely hostile to the refugees who flee from near the battlefield.

In desperation, Wan Zhuliu had to arrange for Nangong Lie to lead people to reclaim the wild mountains outside the red pine to provide a place to live.

The second round of incense burning and worship was led by Nangong Lie, the remnants of the former Great Xia Army's central army supply battalion, about 800 people.

I don’t know how Nangong Lie carried out in-depth education, but judging from the fact that Wan Zhuliu received more than 2,000 incense points, the improvement in loyalty is quite obvious.

On average, each person provided three points.

You have to know that when he was eating the offerings from those 500 people, not even half of them contributed a bit of incense.

Therefore, he was satisfied with Nangong Lie.

The last people who came to pay their respects were the newly introduced refugees, more than a thousand of them, who had suffered so much from the war that they had become numb.

However, the quality of the incense offered by this group of people is relatively poor, barely contributing more than 180 points of incense, so there is still a lot of room for improvement.

Wan Zhuliu has now mastered thirty-seven spells. At this stage of Yin God, he can be said to be the best person in history. No, he is the best god in history...

Standing on the cloud, he could already sense everything that was happening in the entire Red Pine.

This is all due to the rapid growth of his own mana, which has reached [Intermediate Level 902/1000].

But now, he was in trouble.

I have learned all the spells and have mastered them all, but my mana has not yet exceeded 1000. What should I do?

"Besides practicing magic, there should be other ways to increase magic power, right?"

Wan Zhuliu suddenly felt a little worried. If this path was blocked, wouldn't he be unable to continue improving even if he received more incense?

After all, if his magic power is not improved, he will not be able to learn higher-level spells.

Without spells to learn, his magic power cannot continue to increase.

It's become a vicious circle!

Soon, the worship was over and it was already noon.

Nangong Lie stood silently below, waiting for Wan Zhuliu's call.

Not long after, Wan Zhuliu finished inspecting his jurisdiction and confirmed that there was no trouble. Then he slowly lowered his incense body.

"Meet Liu Shen!"

"Nangong, what's wrong?"

Out of satisfaction with Nangong Lie, Wan Zhuliu addressed him in a more intimate manner.

However, this did not make him relax his vigilance against this guy.

During the sacrifice, he deliberately checked the incense offered by Nangong Lie.

Three o'clock!

For other soldiers, this number is neither too much nor too little, and is within the normal range.

But for Nangong Lie, who claimed to be the confidant of the God of Willow and his most loyal believer, this little bit of incense was a complete deception of Wan Zhuliu's feelings.

He probably didn't know that Wan Zhuliu could check the amount of incense offered by each person, so he pretended very well these days and didn't reveal any clues at all.

pity……

Wan Zhuliu shook his head secretly, but did not expose him. He looked at the other party with interest.

Nangong Lie bowed respectfully and said, "Lord Liu, I've discovered in the past few days that although this village is vast, the incense and sacrifices are extremely irregular. I want to build a temple for you to promote the incense!"

"Build a temple?"

Wan Zhuliu was stunned for a moment.

In fact, building temples for Yin gods is the court's business.

Although the common people could also spontaneously organize and build the temple, the prerequisite was to obtain the approval of the imperial court and enthrone the deity.

Nangong Lie suddenly made this suggestion, which gave people the impression that he was just trying to gain fame.

The problem is that Wan Zhuliu doesn't need false fame, what he needs is real incense value.

"No need!"

After thinking for a moment, he decisively refused.

At this time, wasting time and money will be detrimental to rallying the people.

His target is the great good god in the hearts of the people!

After hearing his answer, Nangong Lie obviously hesitated.

Perhaps he did not understand that there were gods who did not want to have temples built for themselves.

It's so unpleasant to be called "wild god, wild god"!

But Wan Zhuliu refused.

'Could it be that he was just being modest?'

Seeing this, Nangong Lie remained calm and knelt on one knee, saying, "Lord Liu, I know you are indifferent to fame and fortune, but this is also the wish of the people of Hongsong and all the soldiers of our supply camp. I hope you agree!"

To be honest, Wan Zhuliu was also a little strange at this time.

Nangong Lie has always been extremely obedient, and today was the first time he refuted Wan Zhuliu's decision.

Thinking of this, he shook his head again, his tone a little impatient.

"Nangong, the war in Yi County has not yet ended. How can I have the nerve to build a temple or a shrine? No need to say more!"

"Can……"

Nangong Lie's expression changed, and he looked like he was trying hard to change Wan Zhuliu's decision.

But after a moment, he suppressed his emotion.

"The Willow God is compassionate to the people. This is a blessing for Hongsong, Yi County, and all the people!"

Wan Zhuliu looked indifferently at Nangong Lie who was flattering him, wanting to see what other flattery he could come up with.

As a result, this guy finally lost his patience and changed the subject.

He said, "God Liu, I have one more thing to ask. Marshal Weihua was badly defeated today. Most of his useful men were killed or wounded. Even two True Lords were seriously injured. Shouldn't we... move?"

The real purpose is revealed, it turns out that he is waiting for me here!

Wan Zhuliu finally understood why Nangong Lie built a temple for him. It turned out that it was to build momentum for himself!

His ambition is not small at all.

These days, Nangong Lie has a thorough grasp of the situation in Yi County. It seems that he wants to take advantage of the Central Army and use it as a substitute.

However, he did not think about the fact that he was just a captain of the army and how many steps away he was from becoming a mighty marshal. Did he have the ability to do so?

Wan Zhuliu couldn't help but sneer, "Can the eight hundred soldiers of the baggage camp defeat the imperial army?"

Nangong Lie didn't understand why Wan Zhuliu suddenly asked this question, but after thinking for a while, he answered it straightforwardly.

"Invincible!"

"Can they defeat the Great Xia Army?"

“…I am also invincible!”

Wan Zhuliu then put away the incense and his body slowly disappeared.

"Then what can you use to fight them? Now is not a good time to pick up loose ends!"

Only after Wan Zhuliu's breath completely disappeared at the entrance of the village did Nangong Lie slowly stand up.

He clenched his fists slightly, then suddenly unclenched them.