From the very beginning, Lu Li faintly felt that Wang Teng was extraordinary.

Wang Teng's life is very peculiar, the life grid is the life of the emperor, not the life of an ordinary mortal emperor, but similar to an immortal.

If you go to other worlds where the immortal path is developed, it is very likely that you will be regarded as the reincarnation of the emperor.

But this world is different, this world is full of Confucianism and Taoism, and Confucianism and Taoism exclude other paths, so other paths are basically suppressed as soon as they are born.

Similarly, Wang Teng's imperial character was also suppressed.

If that's all it takes, it won't be in Lu Li's eyes.

In Lu Li's Dao, there is nothing that is not fateful, only suitable and unsuitable.

What Wang Teng really cared about Lu Li was the aura of the Great Dao on his body, which belonged to the aura of the Immortal Dao.

Perhaps in his previous life, he was a monk who realized the way of cultivating qi and cultivating immortals by chance.

"How does it feel?" Lu Li asked with a smile.

"Very good, teacher, I have awakened the memories of my past life." Wang Teng understood many things in an instant, and his eyes became much more mature.

But he was still respectful to Lu Li, and he now knew that Lu Li was not much ahead of him on this road.

This has nothing to do with strength, if the strength can make up for it, it is the realm that really opens the gap.

As Lu Li thought, Wang Teng's previous life was indeed a monk who realized the way of cultivating qi and cultivating immortals by chance.

Of course, he is not a great power to become an immortal as soon as he enlightens the Tao, but is just a pioneer who groped on this path.

If nothing else, he will become the Confucius of this world, and become the ancestor of a faction.

But the Confucianism and Taoism of this world are so prosperous that they reject all paths, so he has been reincarnated to this day.

Until Lu Li woke him up, although Wang Teng awakened his memory, he was still dominated by the thinking of this world, so he was still respectful to Lu Li.

"Okay, not much more. Let go of Hades. Lu Li said to Wang Teng.

The world of ink has swept again, and if you don't fight back, you will fall into the situation you just saw.

"Good!" Wang Teng closed his eyes, and a strange wave emanated from his body.

With Wang Teng as the center, a touch of gray spreads, and the places where the gray spreads have become a dead gray and black world.

This is the sign of manifestation in Hades, which was previously incapable of appearing on earth.

But it was different with the canonization of Emperor Nanyue.

The Emperor of Nanyue is in charge of hardware, controlling water, birds and animals, and the color is red. It seems that the priesthood has nothing to do with the underworld, but it actually has a lot to do with the underworld.

As one of the greatest gods in the world, Emperor Nanyue is in charge of some of the affairs of the world. The power spreads to every civilized place.

At the same time, to a certain extent, it represents the luck of the world and has a far-reaching impact on the world.

Therefore, Wang Teng can use the priesthood of Emperor Nanyue to manifest the underworld.

However, there is a gap between humans and ghosts after all, and the speed of the spread of the underworld is very slow, and the relationship between the 'home field' is not being suppressed, so it is being suppressed by Confucianism and Taoism, which represents humanity.

The world of ink and wash slowly pressed over, in which hundreds of millions of thunders and words flickered, each of which had a very terrifying destructive power.

Everywhere you go, a mountain can easily be annihilated.

At this time, Lu Li held a gold list in his hand, on which were drawn a bitmap of the gods, and the names of each god were written.

The moment the god list opened, a message came from the talisman of thousands of gods.

Countless gods looked up at the sky and said in their mouths:

"The god of Huangshan Mountain is willing to bless the mana of the gods."

"Yunxi Hehe, I am willing to bless the mana for the Divine Monarch."

"Jiuhua Mountain Mountain God ......"

"Qingfu City God's ......"

"Wangjiacun Land ......"

Countless gods shouted, and then various colored talismans flew out above their heads, and a portion of their mana flowed out of them.

The mana of tens of thousands of gods poured into Wang Teng's underworld.

The speed of the expansion of the underworld suddenly became faster, and it was originally less than a hundred miles in size.

Now it is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, 500 li, 1000 li, 5,000 li, 10000 li.

From the green mountains and green waters, the breeze rippled into gray-black tones, the yin wind howled, and countless yin soldiers in armor and pale faces could be faintly seen in the yin wind.

Beyond the underworld is the world of black and white ink, which is distinct and has very different styles. On one side is the howling wind, and on the other side is the sound of reading aloud.

When the world of ink is squeezed, a message is usually released.

The talents of all the readers in the world are lost in an instant, and all of them are gathered on the Spring and Autumn Pen.

The Spring and Autumn Pen is as glorious as a great sun, and countless sages have revealed their writings for thousands of years.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, magnificent mountains and rivers; The sun sets in the sky, and the blue sea connects the sky.

Countless visions were revealed, and all kinds of treacherous and brilliant lights filled the whole world, and even the demon clans who were 100,000 miles away saw the scene here.

"What a powerful force." The snake swallowing day's pupils shrank, if he was still on the scene, I am afraid that he would have been evaporated at this moment.

Thinking of this, Snake Swallowing Day was both happy and afraid, and now he knew that there were people outside the world, and he would not dare to underestimate the heroes of the world in the future.

"Hurry back to the base camp to report to the ancestors, this thing is not something I can mix." The figure of the snake swallowing the sun flashed and disappeared in place.

Now the form of the two sides has changed a lot, and on the other side are as many as millions of Yin soldiers and Yin generals and the mana of tens of thousands of gods.

On the other side are the writings of the sages of thousands of years.

Over the past few hundred years, the Holy Courtyard has produced a total of five sub-saints and dozens of demi-saints; They cultivated to the realm of immortals, which is equivalent to the immortal realm.

The Spring and Autumn Pen gathered all these people's articles together, which means that there will be a total of five immortals at the peak, and dozens of immortals will attack Lu Li.

And Lu Li's side is full of calculations, and there are only three immortals, and the difference in strength can be seen.

If it really starts fighting, then the loser must be Lu Li's side, even if they have tens of millions of Yin soldiers on their side, it will not help, in the face of qualitative differences, no matter how many people there are, they are just delivering food.

Roar!

Tens of millions of Yin soldiers let out an earth-shattering roar, leaping out of the city and rushing towards the world of ink.

Bang!

A vision of the sunset on a long river evaporated hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers.

"Immortal Master Lu, why don't we do it too." The Yangtze River Dragon God said with some concern.

If it goes on like this, it is estimated that it will not take a while for tens of millions of Yin soldiers to evaporate.

"Not necessarily! I have only the way. Lu Li said with a smile, in the end, it is still a world where Confucianism and Taoism are thriving, and it is still difficult to compete with the general trend of the world.

The underworld and the ink world are in balance, and the two come and go, representing the contest between Shinto and Confucianism.

On one side is a system composed of tens of thousands of gods, and on the other side is a Confucianism and Taoism system formed over thousands of years.

The contest between the two represents the mainstream of the world in the future.

Countless Yin soldiers died, and they were resurrected with the blessing of the capital city; The same is true on the other side, where countless articles are born and die.

Confucianism and Taoism steadily gained the upper hand.

After a long time, Lu Li, who was closing his eyes and thinking deeply, suddenly opened his eyes and showed a smile: "Finally!" ”

Immediately wrote three words in the void: Tao Te Ching.