"What?" Fang Ming was a little surprised.

Lu Li didn't answer positively, but said to himself: "I'm going to make you the god of Zitong, what do you think?" ”

Although the god Zitong governs a piece of land, it is not a city god.

The god Zitong is a mythological deity in charge of literature, and is said to be the embodiment of Emperor Wenchang.

Therefore, this is the god who controls the fame and fortune of the scholar.

However, Fang Ming is a Wenqu star, not a Wenchang star.

Both can represent the cultural movement, but the emphasis is different.

The literature and music emphasize poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Wenchang heavy knife pen fame, code system.

Therefore, Fang Ming, a Wenqu star, wants to master the Wenchang Divine Position, which is really a bit incredible.

Therefore, Lu Li just said that he would take away part of Fang Ming's strength in order to smoothly accept the Wenchang Divine Position.

In the future, Lu Li still has a big plan, Wenqu and Wenchang merged, and there was only one Emperor Wenchang.

In the future, Emperor Wenchang was the only god of cultural luck.

Now he is not qualified to seal the Heavenly Star Monarch, so he can only seal the Zitong God.

After becoming a heavenly court in the future, it is not too late to canonize the Star Monarch.

"Do you really canonize me as the god of Zitong?" Fang Ming's eyes widened.

With the knowledge of his previous life, Fang Ming certainly knew what the Zitong God was.

The god Zitong should be the god in charge of Wenyun, and if he becomes this kind of god, then it will definitely be very beneficial to him in the future.

Thinking of this, Fang Ming hurriedly nodded: "Of course I do." ”

Lu Li smiled when he heard this, and said to Fang Ming: "Hold back." ”

Leaving this sentence cleanly, before Fang Ming could react, he felt a burst of extreme pain enveloping him.

"Ahh Fang Ming couldn't help but shout.

Fang Ming felt as if he had been sucked away by something, his memory, knowledge, talent, and so on had all been sucked out.

He now understood what Lu Li had just said, and it turned out that he really wanted to draw his own strength.

In the eyes of outsiders, I saw Lu Li lightly tapping Fang Ming's forehead, and a trace of white light appeared on his forehead.

The white light lingered on Lu Li's fingertips, exuding a mysterious aura.

Everyone present seemed to feel that there seemed to be a trace of talent in their bodies.

"This is really Wenqu Xing!" Li Wenying was surprised.

Legend has it that Wenqu Xing is the treasure in charge of the world's talents, and it is said that Confucius was the Wenqu Xing, so he was able to bring the era of talent to the world.

Now that he has found traces of Wenquxing on this person in front of him, is this guy the next Confucius?

Li Wenying looked at Fang Ming in disbelief.

In fact, he guessed correctly, if there was no Lu Li, a spoiler, Fang Ming would definitely become a supreme saint beyond Confucius in the future.

Lu Li's arrival changed the fate of most people.

But compared to the original fate, who can say for sure whether it is good or bad?

After Lu Li pulled out the white light, he looked at the white light in his hand with interest.

It's a very interesting thing, and it contains a lot of talent.

Lu Li has almost understood the operation of talent by now.

Talent is the substance produced by the induction of heaven and earth caused by Confucianism's literary brilliance.

It was only by this that Confucianism was able to manifest the things in the text.

Articles can produce talent, and talent can manifest articles.

The two complement each other, and neither can work without one.

Lu Li played with Wenqu Xingcai Qi in his hand for a while, and then punched into the golden talisman.

Crash!

The golden talisman shone brightly, and Lu Li recited the article aloud: "...... Today, Fang Ming was canonized as the god of Zhangwen Yunzitong. ”

Bang!

Suddenly there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

Everyone's body seems to be like the beginning of heaven and earth, giving birth to a little talent.

Seeing this, Lu Li said to everyone: "There is no need to worship Confucius in the future, as long as there is the god Zitong, then there will be talent." ”

The moment Lu Li finished speaking, everyone cheered.

At that moment, everyone's talent returned. And it's still the peak moment.

In the future, under the rule of Taiping Dao, they will no longer be bound by the Holy Courtyard, and everyone can gain talent without worshipping the saints.

At the moment when Lu Li sealed the gods, everyone in the Holy Courtyard also discovered the abnormality.

This change directly made their faces look like ashes.

Why have they been able to rule the world for thousands of years?

No matter which dynasty it has passed, there is a figure of the Holy Temple.

It is nothing more than relying on talent, they can monopolize the source of talent, and countless scholars need to worship all saints to obtain talent.

It is precisely because of this that the Holy House can have a transcendent position in the hearts of the readers.

Taiping Dao can obtain talent without going through the saints, even if the news of Taiping Dao conquering the entire country suddenly comes, it is not enough to compare to the current surprise.

Now you don't have to go through them to get talent.

What a concept it is

This is the equivalent of a monotheistic religion suddenly having another identical deity.

This deity is still real, and is in a hostile relationship with them.

It's enough to shatter their worldview.

Even the arrogant people of the Holy Courtyard now had to admit that Taiping Dao was their mortal enemy.

Click!

The table in front of him suddenly turned to powder.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw the old man of Shushan who was a thug with green muscles, with an amazing momentum all over his body, and his right hand was in the air, it seemed that he made the matter on the table.

Zhang Danqing and the others looked at the angry old man of Shushan, and a trace of surprise flashed in their hearts,

They knew from the beginning that Old Man Shushan was very powerful, but now they knew that Old Man Shushan was far more powerful than they imagined.

The momentum that exudes now alone is much stronger than that of an ordinary demi-saint.

If the guess is correct, the real strength of the old man of Shushan should be Yasheng, and he should have hidden his strength for some reason before.

"We must eradicate the Taiping Dao force at any cost, otherwise not only us, but even the Holy Courtyard will be destroyed in the future." The old man said slowly.

As soon as the words fell, everyone felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

"In this way, the fighting on the front line will stop first, and all the benefits they want will be given to them, as long as they are willing to withdraw the troops, any price can be negotiated." The old man said.

"Okay!" The other three sighed deeply, mixed feelings.

Even Jiang Yanqiu, who had the strongest opposition, no longer spoke out, and now the Dao system is almost gone, so what about these small interests.

The cession of interests is only temporary, and it will come back after the Taiping Road is settled.

But the next sentence of the old man Shushan shocked them.

"No, we still have to contact the demon clan and let them attack the Taiping Road with us, and the benefits will be divided in half,"

Even if you are a "traitor", you must be a "traitor".

"This ......" Jiang Yanqiu wanted to say something, but when he came into contact with the eyes of the old man in Shushan, he instantly changed his words, "But does the demon clan agree?" ”

"My demon clan agrees!" A flat voice came from the side