In the morning light, Zhang Lisheng looked at Charlotte's old side face hidden in the shadow of the hooded hat, smiled and said, "Charlotte, this is the second surprise today, you actually took the initiative to offer me advice."

Rest assured, I know exactly what I'm doing. ”

"Under the sword, the foundation of the social existence of all countries in the Green Leaf Continent is the aristocracy, even those countries that call themselves 'republics' are no exception, for thousands of years, many lord families have been the only elite soil in this fertile land, and scholars, knights, and the vast majority of spellcasters are rooted in this class.

You now plunder the land and wealth of the nobles and distribute them to the poor who do not even know the written word, and indeed you can quickly gain their trust, but if you continue to do so, even if you can conquer the entire continent, you will only destroy the civilization of the terrestrial people, and get a huge and unrivaled 'corral' for feeding livestock..."Charlotte continued to advise relentlessly.

Hearing these words, Zhang Lisheng's happy mood unconsciously became irritable, "I understand what you said, but until now, in the dozen or so countries conquered by 'Wu Li', except for those liars and scoundrels who want to fish in troubled waters, none of the real nobles are willing to join me."

These cunning and stubborn fellows made them draw a simple 'L' shaped human body and snake tail before opening their mouth in the market, and they drew it;

Let them go to the temple every morning to pray, and they go, but they would rather work in the fields and be bullied by the inferior people of the past than take back their rights and wealth from me, what can I do?"

". You should know that if a nobleman surrenders to the barbarian spirit, it means that all the brilliant deeds created by the ancestors will be ruined, and the entire family and future generations will forever be infamous as 'human traitors'..."

"Charlotte, I am a god, not a small 'barbarian spirit'. The young man corrected dissatisfied.

"That's the most crucial point of the matter," Charlotte couldn't help but exclaim, "Even I was finally convinced that you were a great newborn deity after peeking into all the secrets of 'Wu Li' recently.

How could the other landlings immediately realize that you were not the barbarian spirit who invaded the continent as a self-proclaimed god in history, but a true god..."

The old man's rather high volume echoed through the streets where only the sound of footsteps and whispers was heard, and it immediately attracted a lot of attention.

"You're too loud. Charlotte. The young man grumbled lowly. Quickening his pace, the old man had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, and followed closely behind, and the two of them strode through the flow of people and kept moving forward. After a while, we came to the central square of the city.

Distance. The fertile hall in the shape of ears of wheat has been rebuilt into a round arch shape by Wu Li craftsmen. The remaining columns are also filled with walls in the middle, leaving only eight huge square gates in the south, east and west.

Bathed in the golden morning sun, the temple appears magnificent and sacred. However, when you walk into it, you are detached from the warm sunlight, and the huge pictures of bloody conquests depicted on the four walls of the hall;

rough black slate with a shiny sheen on the floor;

Standing in the center of the temple, dozens of meters high, the human body snake-tailed god with desolate eyes and indifferent eyes looking at all beings is combined, but it gives people an indescribable eerie and tyrannical feeling.

The morning worship of the god Wu Li is not complicated, there is no superfluous ceremony, and there is no need for a priest to preside, as long as the believers bow respectfully in the temple and chant a hundred words, "Your Majesty Wu Li, you are the only faith in my heart, and the only master and support to protect my destiny." That's it.

It is said that it is a hundred shouts, but after actually shouting dozens of times, most of the worshippers will stand up and bow their heads, and leave the temple to begin the day's hard work.

Stepping into the noisy temple and looking at the land people who were leaving in a hurry, Charlotte sighed and muttered to Zhang Lisheng beside him, "Your Majesty, the statue of the gods should give people a sense of holiness, kindness, and compassion in order to be more acceptable to believers, your temple is really too gloomy." He knelt down slowly.

"Charlotte, what I need is not the acceptance of believers, but their wholehearted obedience and awe, not to mention how you can understand the beauty of the word 'brainwashing'. The young man replied with a smile, and just as he was about to pretend to be on his knees, his body suddenly stiffened, and with a look of surprise on his face, he looked into the distance.

A hundred meters away, a bitter cold old man with a dirty tangled beard more than a foot long on his chin, covered with a shabby robe full of floating soil, which could no longer be seen in his original color, and a wrinkled face that was nervous and constantly twitching, was bowing to the statue of Wu Li.

Because of his filth, a small clearing was vacated around the crowded temple.

"Although he seems to be depressed and nervous, his eyes are not ignorant at all, at least he should be literate.

Forget it, the lame man pulls out the general, a mad scholar is much better than a docile fool, the important thing now is that I need a role model..."Zhang Lisheng looked at the dirty old man for a while, smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, and lightly pinched his fingers.

With the friction between his fingers, the temple statue suddenly slowly ignited from the bottom to the top of the red, blue, and yellow hunting flames, and the already lifelike virtual image became as if the gods had really descended in the firelight.

When the thousands of people on the land who were prostrate and worshipping saw such a spectacle, their mouths grew in horror, some collapsed to the ground, some continued to worship in awe, and many more fled in horror.

In the unusually crowded temple, there was a commotion and a tragedy of trampling each other to death, but suddenly the temple floor seemed to have a suction force that firmly stuck everyone's feet.

In the midst of an exclamation, the head of the majestic statue in the middle of the temple slowly lowered its gaze to the dirty old man who was still kneeling on the ground, looking slightly dazed.

In an instant, a line of fire containing scarlet, earthy yellow, and azure blue burst out from the idol's eye socket and sprayed straight into the old man's body, igniting his entire body.

"Oh my God, my God..." Some weak women and children on the side couldn't help but scream in horror when they saw this scene, and then covered their mouths hard, and didn't dare to make a sound anymore, obviously thinking that the old man had been punished by God.

But as time passed, the filthy old man did not turn to ashes, and his face, which was deep in the flames, showed a color of great enjoyment, and even the deep wrinkles on his face were relaxed.

After a few minutes, his dusty robe weathered;

The mud on the body that was so wrinkled and thin that only the skeleton remained, slipped to the ground bit by bit;

The withered yellow hair was gently rubbed by the streams of water condensed from the void, and became supple over the shoulders, and when the flames dissipated, they became spotless as if they were reborn.

"It's not dead, that tomb robber Affandira wasn't burned to death, I thought he was punished by the gods...";

"It's so bizarre that there are flames of red, yellow and blue in this world, and they don't harm people...";

"I think Affandira seems to have become different from before, he seems to be very wise, could it be that he was really a scholar before...", watching the old man survive from the fire, many people bustled and whispered.

Suddenly, a group of warriors riding viciously dragons broke into the temple, drove away the crowd, and came to the old man.

In the silent temple, the leader of the Wuli warriors with two feathers in his head jumped off the dragon's back, stared at the old man carefully for a while, slowly bent his waist, and said stiffly in the language of the landers: "Honorable elder, you have received the grace of the gods and become a noble priest because of your devout belief in your majesty.

Come with me, and I will take you to the chief priest of Mirus, who will determine your priestly rank and then grant you all that is worthy of your status. ”

"I, I, I don't want anything, I just want to be able to eat and have a full stomach, and then, and then there are 'materials' to study...", the old man lost his mind for a long time, stammering and incoherently said.

"From today onwards, you can fill your stomach with dragon meat every day, and as for research, it is even more convenient to study anything, so please come with me. In the face of the weak attitude of the land priests, there was a faint trace of contempt in the eyes of the leader of the Wuli warriors, but he was not too rude, and replied hastily and urged.

"Yes, yes, can you give me a piece of clothing to cover my body, I'm like this, this is really..."

"Honorable Elder, as long as you step on the land, the sacrifice under Wu Li will not lose its 'solemnity', the gods you want have already been given, you only need to concentrate and think about it. ”

"I, I want clothes, how can I think about it, huh..." The old man was stupidly stunned for a moment, muttered in a low voice, showing a thoughtful expression, and after a few seconds, he raised his hands and swayed them gently, actually pulling the moisture in the humid air, making it condense into a piece of dark blue gauze.

"The amount of mana cast, there is a certain amount of mana power to be able to create something out of nothing, and Affandira actually got the amount of mana cast...";

"Isn't it an illusion, my God, that tomb robber has really become a priest of the gods, then, that is to say, the one we worship is really a Your Majesty...";

"Is that guy the famous Avadira who everyone knows that Lu Dao is robbing tombs, but he always can't catch the evidence.

Ah, he, he actually flew, oh God, a despicable tomb robber can have today...", seeing the old man inexplicably grab a piece of blue cloth from the void and wrap it around his body, and then clouds and mist appeared on the soles of his feet, and he actually flew in levitation, people couldn't help but forget their fear of the Wuli warriors, and they were stunned.

After a long time together, the landlanders of the fallen land have learned that if they are willing to obey, the barbarian warriors will not kill at will for no reason. (To be continued......)