Fang Ming originally thought that Lu Li and he were the same type of traversers, both of them were just ordinary people in their previous lives.

But Fang Ming found that he was wrong, ordinary people didn't have this kind of ability, at most, they relied on the knowledge of their previous lives to gain a lot of future in this world.

Lu Li is different, he wants to overthrow this world order and create a new order.

A person who can do such a big thing is definitely not an ordinary person in his previous life.

Thinking of this, Fang Ming asked again, "Mr. Lu, are you from the future world?" ”

Lu Li is indeed a traverser, maybe he is not from the same era as him, but from the future.

Future humans may have already entered the mysterious realm, which is why Lu Li is so powerful.

Lu Li shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not right, I crossed in 2018, and it's not what you think." ”

"I'm different from you, I took the initiative to cross, speaking of which, your crossing became Fang Ming and it has a lot to do with me." Lu Li smiled mysteriously.

"So you brought me here!" Fang Ming's eyes widened, he was able to lead people through the world, so how strong should his cultivation be!

"Can you take me back, then?" Fang Ming asked.

Although this world has mysterious powers, he still feels safer in the original world.

"No, let's not talk about whether your physical body can withstand the void turbulence, and the speed of time may not be the same, you still die of this heart!" Lu Li said.

Fang Ming seemed to have misunderstood what he meant, thinking that he had inadvertently let him cross.

Then it's wrong, Fang Ming, this kid is worth cultivating.

There seems to be a wonderful thing in his body, the essence is similar to the talent of this world, but it is much higher than the talent.

In the future, he may be able to be named Emperor Wenchang, in charge of the Big Dipper Star Domain, as well as the human culture.

The talent was changed from the control of the saints to the control of the Wenchang Emperor, and the Confucianism was completely governed by the Taoist gods.

In the future, it is okay for scholars to worship Emperor Wenchang, so as not to cause disasters again.

"Okay!" Fang Ming was a little disappointed.

"Well, how about considering my last proposal and joining us." Lu Li smiled, "I can give you a god." ”

"Your current strength can only get a land god position, increase your lifespan by five hundred years, and have a chance to be promoted in the future."

"After becoming a god, there will be a yin soil that can take over the souls of your relatives, so that you don't have to endure the pain of life and death,"

"I'm ......" Fang Ming pondered for a while, and finally replied without hesitation, "I'll join." ”

No way, the temptation of immortality is too great.

A small land lord can have a lifespan beyond a half-saint, and those Confucian scholars also took refuge in this way.

Five hundred years is just the foundation, and it will be even higher if you go up.

Moreover, what made Fang Ming value more was the function of the Yin Earth, which was equivalent to the base camp of the gods, and the gods could recruit their own subordinates.

If Sister Xiaohuan's longevity runs out in the future, he can also take Sister Xiaohuan as his subordinate.

Thinking of this, Fang Ming agreed.

He is not afraid that Lu Li will pit himself, Lu Li knows all his secrets, and if he wants to do something to himself, I am afraid he will not have to beat around the bush.

Lu Li is also his 'fellow countryman' no matter how he says it, he doesn't care about his so-called secrets, Fang Ming doesn't have to hide secrets in front of him.

If you go to the Confucian camp, it's different, no matter how you say it, you're an outsider, and being discovered is a problem after all.

After thinking about it, Fang Ming still felt that it was better to stay next to his fellow countrymen.

At least no one cares about their past.

Moreover, Confucianism in this world seems to be some kind of religion, everything the saints say is right, and you must worship the saints to learn things.

There is a reason why Confucianism and Taoism have not been new in a hundred years.

There are not many good things, but some dross is well done.

"Okay, I'll give you the god after a while, now that the land in Huizhou has been sealed, I'll give it to you when I lay a new territory." Lu Li said.

Except for those who Lu Li decided on his own, others who wanted to obtain the divine position could only do so through meritorious service.

If it is a small merit plus a certain number of years of service, you can be named a Yin soldier and enjoy a 200-year Yin life; And then there's the difference.

That's how the land is allocated.

The city god generally has the left and right judges as deputies, as well as the chief of the Yin soldiers.

These are the ways for ordinary soldiers to advance, and if the merit is great, they can also be directly promoted to the land lord.

Taiping Dao disciples are divided into gods according to their cultivation and merit.

The army of 500,000 gathered, and Zixia Ruiqi suddenly appeared in the sky, and Lu Li stood quietly above the auspicious clouds, his Taoist robe fluttering, and he looked like a true immortal.

Next to Lu Li was Wang Teng, who was sitting on a gorgeous carriage with thick blue fire, wearing a crown and a vermilion dress.

Behind him was a pitch-black cloud, and there was a faint roar of soldiers and horses in the dark cloud, and it seemed that a million Yin soldiers would rush over in the next second.

Behind Wang Teng is the Yin Land of the State City, where millions of troops are hidden, and the combat effectiveness is not good during the day, but it is powerful at night.

On Lu Li's left side was a five-clawed golden dragon, with its body covering the sky and the sun, and it was majestic.

Behind him stood Li Wenying and Jiang Wenchuan, Jiang Wenchuan finally agreed to join Lu Li's camp after Li Wenying's persuasion.

When he first saw Lu Li's power, Jiang Wenchuan was desperate, this was definitely a big force that could compete with the Holy Academy. 、

Just when he wanted to die, Li Wenying appeared and brought Lu Li's opinion.

After that, the Tao was hidden, and people and gods were separated; He will not destroy any Taoist system, and it will be an era of a hundred schools of thought contending in the future.

Whoever has the ability will be able to master the country's Taoism.

Confucianism will definitely exist in the future, but it will not have the same dominance as it is now.

Of course, the current Confucianism must be improved, if it is still dogmatic and set at one statue, then don't blame Lu Li for being ruthless.

Jiang Wenchuan agreed after a little thought.

In fact, many people of insight do not fail to see the shortcomings of Confucianism, but people with low status dare not say that people with high status are vested interests, and there is no reason for reform at all.

Just by taking advantage of this to change the current Confucian atmosphere, he was named the god of Langya Mountain by Lu Li.

Seeing Lu Li and the others come out, the five commanders below, the generals at all levels made a bow, and the ordinary soldiers and sect members knelt down.

"Meet the Xuanli True Monarch, Huizhou City God, Yangtze River Dragon God, Huangshan Shenjun, Langya Mountain Shenjun."

The sound shook the sky and reached into the sky.

"Well, get up." Lu Li said, although the voice was small, it could be clearly transmitted in all directions.

After the crowd got up, their immediate boss Wang Teng spoke.

Wang Teng read out the reward and punishment mechanism, and warned about precautions, such as not harming the innocent, destroying farmland, and plundering JY.

If it was the rabble of the Yellow Turban Army in the previous life, then these regulations were just decorations.

Now it is different, this army is highly disciplined, has good and evil in its heart, and has the power of the gods to supervise it, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most disciplined army in the past.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! ”

With one slogan after another, the army set off in five directions.