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

"Quick, wrap up this body. I'm afraid this ancestor has lived a second life!"

The Master of Xuanqing Palace could hardly hide his excitement.

The dean Quan Zhiqing did not dare to delay and immediately took off his Taoist robe, wrapped up the body, and then followed the master of Xuanqing Palace and quickly went down Xuanqing Mountain.

Passing by the Yi County government, the Lord of Xuanqing Palace felt a little moved and stopped for a moment.

"Palace Master, why don't you meet old friends when you return to your hometown?"

Just then, a figure sounded from behind him.

The Xuanqing Palace Master turned around, his eyes fixed slightly, "It turns out to be Master Han, I haven't seen you for a long time..."

Just as he was about to flatter Han Zhenjun, he suddenly discovered that Han Zhenjun's aura was weak and his golden body was covered with cracks, as if he had suffered a serious injury.

"What are you doing?"

"As the saying goes, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. We have been fighting for the incense of Yi County, but now... we have to give it to others!" Han Zhenjun sighed.

"Master Han is joking!"

The Lord of Xuanqing Palace sneered, and stood in front, secretly signaling to the Dean Quan Zhiqing beside him. The latter understood, picked up the body in his hand, and left with the puppet.

Han Zhenjun noticed this scene. Although he was interested in what Quan Zhiqing was holding, he didn't have the mind to think about it at the moment.

"Palace Master, please don't disbelieve me. Yi County has completely changed!"

"Oh? What do you mean?" The Lord of Xuanqing Palace remained vigilant.

"You'll know it when you see me!"

Han Zhenjun's figure flashed and fell into the distance.

The Master of Xuanqing Palace hesitated for a moment and followed.

Soon, in a village, many villagers gathered together and were building houses.

Next to the house, a stonemason was carving a huge stone.

"What's going on? It seems like they're offering sacrifices to someone."

"This is a statue of the Willow God. Temples dedicated to the Willow God are being built all over Yi County these days."

"What?!" The Xuanqing Palace Master was shocked. "Is this something the people did spontaneously? You have to know that once a temple is built, all future offerings will be taken away by them!"

"How could I not know?"

Han Zhenjun smiled helplessly, then added: "Building a temple for the Willow God was indeed the people's wish, but the real decision was made by Su Baotong!"

"Su Baotong?" The Xuanqing Palace Master was stunned. "He handed over the incense offerings of Yi County to a wild god. What kind of chess is he playing?"

"Ho!"

Han Zhenjun sneered, "This brat is not worth cooperating with. Su Baotong has no ambition and was deceived by the treacherous people below with their sweet words. Now, not only do they want to build a temple for the God of Willow, but they also want to honor him as the patron saint of the Great Xia Army!"

"I see!"

After a moment of silence, the Xuanqing Palace Master looked over and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I am willing to surrender to the imperial court. Please ask the provincial government to send troops. I will be the insider and we can quickly capture Yi County!" Han Zhenjun replied immediately.

"are you serious?"

Han Zhenjun raised his hand, and a wisp of incense smoke wafted out, "I am willing to form an alliance with the Palace Master and swear an oath. If you break this oath, you will be reduced to ashes!"

"in this way……"

The eyes of the Xuanqing Palace Master flickered slightly.

This is indeed a good time to retake Yi County.

After all, Han Zhenjun almost represents half of the combat power of the rebel Yin Gods.

If he switches sides, no one among the rebels will be his match.

Although Zhao Zhenjun was quite powerful, he could only be suppressed by his Divine Binding Chain.

The only problem now is that the state guards have retreated, how to attract reinforcements?

"I will reply to the True Lord in three days!"

Han Zhenjun's eyes lit up, he knew that he had convinced the Lord of Xuanqing Palace.

"it is good!"

……

Korean pine.

Beneath the ground, a huge palace was shaped by the tangled roots of trees.

With the addition of the glowing gems created by Wan Zhuliu using magic to provide lighting, the underground palace has the aura of a temple.

Wan Zhuliu planned for himself an alchemy room, a training room, a lounge, an entertainment room, a treasure room, and a martial arts room, and the only thing left was a hall.

"The hall is too empty. If there were more guards..."

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly remembered that the ghosts that had been arranged here before had disappeared.

He immediately began searching for Fang Yuan, and soon found this guy.

In a valley not far from the red pine, the thick yin energy almost blocked out the sunlight. Even at noon, the canyon was as dark as day.

In the dense fog, Fang Yuan stood on a dead tree, directing something.

On the flat ground of the canyon below, a group of dull ghosts were doing some mechanical movements. Each of them held a long sickle and was all wearing black robes, giving the impression of being soul-catchers.

As this group of ghosts brandished their weapons in unison, a large amount of Yin energy gathered in the sky. From time to time, black light condensed and fell on these figures, and the Yin energy on their bodies continued to increase, and their aura became even more eerie and cold.

"What is this guy doing?"

He thought about it and arrived in an instant.

As soon as he appeared, the light all over his body immediately dispelled the evil spirit, causing the ghosts below to wail in pain.

"Oh!" Fang Yuan also saw Wan Zhuliu and immediately cried out for justice.

"Lord Willow, I'm training my ghost soldiers here. Please collect your divine power quickly, or we'll all be burned to death!"

Wan Zhuliu had already noticed this, so he put away his golden body and descended only in the form of a Yin God.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing the ghosts return to normal, Fang Yuan immediately stepped forward and said, "Lord Liu Shen, didn't you say that the underworld is closed and no one comes to take away the ghosts?

I've learned about it these days, and it's true. After many people pass away, their souls linger and often disturb the homes because there are no ghost messengers to take their souls away. This causes great distress to the people.

So, I thought, since the underworld won't take them in, let's do it. Gather these lonely souls and use the Yin-condensing technique that Taoist Sanxuan once taught me to train Yin soldiers for you to command!"

"..." Wan Zhuliu didn't expect that Fang Yuan really had such a wild imagination.

He is even doing things related to the underworld. If the gods in the underworld knew about this, they would think that he is trying to steal his business!

However, what the other party said was also true. Since there is no soul-collecting spirit, these ghosts remaining in the world are also a huge hidden danger. It is better to collect them.

but……

He looked over and said, "These guys seem to be in a daze. Can they really cooperate with you in condensing Yin Qi?"

Fang Yuan smiled mysteriously, "Lord Liu Shen, please take a closer look. Are they still dazed?"

Wan Zhuliu then looked carefully and found that those dull ghosts had indeed changed a lot. They were no longer motionless like before, but were actively absorbing Yin Qi.

"What did you do?"

"Hehe, I've been wandering around Yi County these days and found a treasured place called the Red Mansion. I learned some secrets and have some guesses as to why the ghosts are so stagnant."

"Oh?" Wan Zhuliu also became interested. "Don't keep me in suspense. Tell me what's going on."

"It's because of the severance of heaven and earth. The little ghost in the Red Mansion told me that ten years ago, Dayan and Dayan were fighting for hegemony. The two great kings fought each other, shattered the Pillar of Heaven and buried the Mysterious Netherworld Well, so the world of the living has now become an independent realm!"