After Ren arrived at Nanzhan Buzhou, he put away his sky boat and did not rush on his way. Instead, he stopped and stopped along the way to visit various countries.
The world of Earthly Immortals is vast and boundless, with countries as numerous as stars. It cannot be simply incorporated into the world view of the original Journey to the West.
This time he was able to collect information, and by the way, he deduced the secrets of heaven and made predictions about his journey to the west.
It is worth mentioning that there was no Tang Dynasty at this time, and the central hinterland of Nanzhan Buzhou was in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.
"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, and the age of Jiazi will be good for the world!"
A rebel army walked on the official road carrying a swaying yellow flag.
Their military discipline is lax, not to mention the bows, armors, and swordsmen. Many of them are half-clothed and have sallow complexions. There are even some women, children, and old people in the team. They are obviously composed of a large number of refugees.
They all wear yellow scarves on their heads, and most of their weapons and equipment are simple farm tools and home-made weapons, such as sickles, rakes, axes, wooden sticks, etc.
They have poor equipment and poor military discipline, but their combat effectiveness is not weak.
Relying on their bravery and bravery, the rebel army burned down the government offices and robbed the towns. For a time, the prefectures and counties lost their control, and many officials fled. Within ten days, the whole country responded, and the capital was shaken.
"Yellow Turban Army?"
Renn stood in the distance, looking at the army, with a surprised expression on his face.
Yellow Turban Army, a peasant uprising army led by Zhang Jiao.
Zhang Jiao, who was originally a farmer and later became a Taoist priest, is said to have encountered an immortal by chance and obtained a Taoist scripture called "Taiping Qingling Shu", also called "Taiping Jing", which recorded many mysteries and stories about heaven, earth and people.
prophecy.
Zhang Jiao studied it carefully and felt more and more that it was a treasure book that God could guide him on how to save the world and benefit the people. So he decided to use the "Sutra" as a guide to establish a sect and spread the doctrine.
Soon after, he claimed to be the "great virtuous teacher", founded Taiping Dao, gathered people to rebel, and shouted the slogan "Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand", setting off the Yellow Turban Rebellion.
This event marked the beginning of the Three Kingdoms era.
At first glance, it seems like nothing, just the historical evolution of the human world.
However, it’s scary to think about it carefully.
This is the mythical world of heaven!
The sky is dead...
Who is Heaven?
The high God of Xuan Qiong, the Jade Emperor.
To put it bluntly, if a mortal dares to shout such a slogan, he will be killed immediately. If he is a monk, he will have to face the wrath of the Jade Emperor.
"Who is so foolish? Did you take the courage of a leopard?"
Ren was a little stunned. Even he would not just shout that the sky is dead.
It’s not that I don’t dare, it’s that it’s not worth it.
There is definitely something wrong with Zhang Jiao in this world. He is not as simple as an ordinary Taoist priest and the leader of the rebel army. He might be the vest of a certain big boss.
Ren was a little curious, his eyes glowed with silver, and he looked at the carriage in the center of the Yellow Turban Army.
On the carriage, Zhang Jiao was wearing a yellow Taoist robe, holding a nine-section staff, and was silently reciting the Taoist canon. Suddenly, his body froze, and his clear eyes turned cloudy.
The next moment, there was a golden light in his eyes, and the breath of life changed. In his golden eyes, the sun rose and the moon set, the sea changed, and the desolate scene of the world flashed through, mysterious and unpredictable.
This kind of weather is at least the same as that of Daluo Jinxian, or even stronger.
Ren and "Zhang Jiao" looked at each other, their bodies trembling, and there was a trace of surprise in their eyes.
Suddenly, the world became still.
The wind stopped, and the clouds in the sky stopped changing their postures. The Yellow Turban Army was frozen in place like a sculpture, like a picture scroll.
Zhang Jiao stood up, bowed his hands and saluted into the distance, and said:
"The poor Taoist Zhang Jiao has met a Taoist friend."
"Taoist Xingluo, I have met my fellow Taoist."
Ren bowed his hands and bowed in return.
Zhang Jiao looked at him with his golden eyes for a while, smiled heartily, stretched out his hand and invited warmly:
"I suddenly have something to do and I need to go back to the dojo. Fellow Taoist, would you like to take my place and lead the Yellow Turban Army to do justice for heaven?"
"..."
Ren's face twitched, and a golden avenue emerged under his feet, extending into the distance.
"I have something else to do, so I won't disturb fellow Taoist's pleasure."
After saying this, he stepped on the golden avenue and disappeared in an instant.
How could he jump into such an obvious pit?
"pity."
With regret on his face, Zhang Jiao looked up at the sky. The golden light in his eyes disappeared, and the unfathomable mana aura also receded like the tide.
He sat down again in a daze, his face turned pale, and he coughed violently.
"General, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's just the occasional cold."
………
Ren fled a hundred thousand miles away in an instant and left the Eastern Han Dynasty before stopping.
"Zhang Jiao is definitely not his real name. Who is a big shot in the Taoist sect?"
Interesting, really interesting.
In the past, the Emperor of Heaven did not have much power or majesty, because the Heaven in the early days was empty, and a great shaman named Xing Tian dared to attack the Heaven.
But it's different now.
After the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the gods returned to their thrones, and the framework of the Heavenly Court had been established. The soldiers and horses were strong, and the masters were like a cloud. No one dared to disobey the orders of the three realms.
Even the Moral Heavenly Lord was divided into Taishang Laojun, who served as a minister in the heavenly court.
The majesty of heaven is evident.
In this era, it is really rare to openly challenge the Emperor of Heaven.
"I don't believe the Jade Emperor will endure it."
Ren looked up at the sky with a playful smile.
Sure enough, not long after, the sky suddenly shone brightly, Seven Kills, Po Army, and Greedy Wolf's three stars shone, and wisps of white light invisible to the naked eye fell.
The appearance of stars during the day is also the sign of "killing the wolf", which is a sure sign of great misfortune.
"Tsk, tsk, it turned out to be Sha Po Lang. I thought it was Wen Qu Wu Qu. It seems really angry."
Ren looked like he was not too concerned about the excitement. He sat on the ground and ate melon, staring into the distance with his silver eyes.
The Emperor of Heaven was furious, and the Lord of Stars obeyed.
Although several Star Lords did not directly reincarnate as true souls, they all differentiated into a ray of spiritual thought and transformed into three generals: Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun, and Lu Zhi.
Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty immediately ordered several generals to lead troops to encircle and suppress the Yellow Turban Army.
Not long after, Zhang Jue suddenly "died of illness". The Yellow Turban Army was leaderless and disorganized. They were defeated by the imperial army led by Huangfu Song and others, and they were slaughtered and blood flowed.
Ren looked at it and shook his head, hating the fact that iron cannot become steel and said:
"Boss, why are you so cowardly? Why don't you dare to fight the Emperor of Heaven head-on?"
Okay, this is sarcastic talk.
The boss is actually not scared.
Although Zhang Jiao died and his body was cut into a coffin by the imperial court, the Yellow Turban Army was still there, a bit like a wildfire that could not be burned out but would be revived by the spring breeze.
The big boss just changed the game with the Emperor of Heaven in a different way, using the Eastern Han Dynasty as the chessboard and all living beings as the chess pieces, and having a "literary fight" in the air.
In the next few days, many star kings and gods reincarnated to answer their orders, or sent down a ray of incarnation. The land of the Eastern Han Dynasty gradually became lively. The princes rose up together, and the heroes competed for hegemony, and the stars were like clouds.
Most gods support the Jade Emperor.
But there are also some people who are secretive and support the Yellow Turban Army.
"It's so lively, I'm here to join in the fun!"
Ren grinned and pointed, and a ray of green light flew towards Beiyue and Changshan Cave.
Of course, this kind of game will definitely not produce results in a short time.
While paying attention to the evolution of the game of Three Kingdoms, he visited the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas of Nanzhan Buzhou, and continued westward.
After walking like this for about a month, he came to the dojo of a big boss where the mountains on the border of Nanzhan Buzhou converged.
The mountains are steep and majestic, dividing the dusk and dawn. Their roots are connected to the Kunlun veins, and their tops touch the sky in Hanzhong.
This is the blessed land of innateness, Hezhou Cave Sky, where a majestic Qiong Tower and Jade Yuyu stands among the mountains.
The colorful clouds are lingering, the green trees are shady, the cranes are in groups, the white apes are dancing happily, the inside and outside of the cave are filled with fairy spirit, and the Tao is made in heaven.
I saw that the mountain road was paved with layers of stone platforms, connected to each other, and the steps were continuous, leading directly to the gate of the Taoist temple.
From far to near, the scale of each stone platform is more magnificent than the previous one, up to tens of thousands of stone platforms.
The blue and white stone platform is surrounded by rushing water. The water falls down and makes a crisp sound, which further enhances the infinite mysterious atmosphere of the cave.
On both sides of the gate, there is also a couplet, which reads:
A house of immortal immortals, a Taoist house with the same longevity as heaven.
Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple!
Passing through the gate of the Taoist temple, what comes into view is the endless Qionglou Yuyu Yaotai, which makes you feel like you are in a fairyland.
At this time, Zhen Yuanzi, who was reciting Huang Ting on the futon, suddenly opened his eyes, felt something in his heart, counted with his fingers, and then stood up immediately.
He burned incense and bathed, and after changing his clothes, he called two little Taoist boys with red lips and white teeth, and said:
"When the red light reaches the sky and the purple air comes from the east, there will be distinguished guests coming. I will personally greet them. You go to the orchard quickly and get two ginseng fruits to entertain the guests."
The two little Taoist boys Qingfeng and Mingyue were greatly surprised when they heard this. They nodded in agreement and quickly retreated.
The two of them left the hall and started talking.
"Strange thing, what kind of guest deserves to be welcomed by the master personally?"
"The Three Pure Saints or the Four Emperors are coming to visit?"
They are the two youngest disciples of Zhen Yuanzi, but they are also 1200 to 300 years old.
In the thousand years since they joined the master, they have never seen the master personally pick up guests outside the door.
………
As soon as Ren climbed onto Wanshou Mountain, someone came out of the Taoist temple to greet him.
The Taoist wears a purple gold crown on his head, a crane cloak, and a silver belt around his waist. He has a slender figure, a dignified appearance, a long beard, an ethereal aura, and a fairy-like spirit. He is a true immortal.
The ancestor of the Earth Immortal, Zhen Yuanzi.
Ren's eyes brightened slightly, and he secretly said that he is very charming.
This is the true demeanor of a great immortal, who is in harmony with the Tao, and carries the Tao Yun in every move. In comparison, the group of loose immortals in the Xingluo Islands are just country bumpkins and cannot stand on the stage.
Zhen Yuanzi had a graceful demeanor, bowed in salute, and said with a smile:
"Fellow Taoist Yao Hua is here to visit. Please forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar."
"Brother Dao, you're welcome. I came here uninvited, but I'm disturbing your dignity."
Renn immediately returned the greeting and said politely.
"Wherever, please come with me."
Zhen Yuanzi invited Xingluo Daojun to come in for a chat, and he was also thinking about his purpose.
This Taoist Lord Yao Hua has always kept a low profile and has been hiding from the world for a long time. He will not even attend the peach festival, and it is unlikely that he will come to him for no reason.
The two of them walked into the Taoist temple side by side. There was a cave inside. The spiritual energy was so rich that it almost turned into mist. All kinds of immortal flowers and plants competed with each other. The environment was better than the Xingluo Islands.
There are five main halls to the south, with carved lattices above and below. Zhen Yuanzi pushed open the lattice and invited Ren to enter.
I saw the two words "Heaven and Earth" decorated with colorful decorations hanging on the altar in front of the room. Next to it was a vermilion carved lacquer table. On the table were placed gold vases and jade bottles, fine wines, and holy fruits and peaches.
The two of them took their seats, exchanged glasses, and exchanged pleasantries.
After a while, Zhen Yuanzi touched his long beard and said tentatively:
"Yao Daojun, you have been away from the world for two calamities. This time you left the overseas fairy island and traveled to the southern continent to see Buzhou. It is really surprising."
"To be honest, Brother Dao, I came here this time to ask about the situation of all the forces in the three realms so that I can find a way out."
Ren replied.
In the past few months when he traveled to Nanzhan Continent, the main mission of the system was also released.
Main mission 1: Power over the three realms.
Requirements: Join the Heavenly Court or Buddhism and become one of the Four Great Emperors or the Third Buddha.
Main mission 2: Conquer the entire world.
Requirement: Become recognized as the strongest person in the three realms among saints, and quell the great calamity.
Side mission 1: Seize food from the tiger's mouth.
Requirements: Actively participate in classic mythological stories, influence the process, and obtain luck and merit as much as possible.
Side mission 2: Pay respect to the ancestor.
Requirement: Open up and spread a new cultivation system.
………
Familiar taste, familiar recipe.
Several system tasks were basically expected by Renn, because Journey to the West has not yet begun, so the top priority is to join the Heavenly Court or Buddhism and seek a high position.
This requires information, and it is best to have someone to recommend and give guidance.
So he came to visit Zhen Yuanzi and listen to his opinions.
At this time, Zhen Yuanzi raised his eyebrows slightly, surprised, and said:
"Is it possible that my Taoist friend finally lost his patience and wanted to do something big and achieve great things?"
"I'm sorry, I just want to find a future. I've been away from the world and practicing for two kalpas. My cultivation has reached a bottleneck and it's difficult to make any progress. The road is hopeless. I have ordinary thoughts and want to gain some glory and wealth."
Ren replied modestly.
Zhen Yuanzi laughed, picked up the jade bottle and wine pot, poured him a cup of fairy wine, and said:
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Fellow Taoist is so humble. See you again this time. Your demeanor is far better than that of thousands of years ago. Even the old Taoists can't see through it. I must have made great progress in cultivation."
It can span the three realms."
This was not a courtesy, he was indeed a little frightened.
The last time he visited Tianshu Island overseas, this Xingluo Daojun was still at the peak of Daluo Jinxian's cultivation. Although he was very strong, he was still incomparable to him.
But this time, it's different.
Xingluo Daojun is full of energy, contains immortal light, and has a unified spiritual energy. He also carries a vague and extremely domineering pressure, as if he can shake the world with just one move.
But he was not sure whether the other party had a breakthrough.
Looking at the aura of power, Da Luo is still at his peak...
Half-step to quasi-sage?
Did you use some kind of outsider to break through?
Zhen Yuanzi was not sure, but he could feel a vague threat, which was rare. It was almost impossible for a non-quasi-sage to make him feel this way.
"It's just a slight breakthrough, not as good as Taoist brother."
Ren said a little perfunctorily.
Zhen Yuanzi was curious and just wanted to ask,
At this time, two little boys from Qingfeng Mingyue came in, carrying a red plate covered with a white silk handkerchief and placing it on the desk.
Sitting on the red plate are two dolls, about two or three years old, with all limbs and facial features, white and plump, exuding a refreshing fragrance.
Ginseng fruit, also known as "Cao Huan Dan".
As the spiritual root of the creation of the world, the ginseng fruit tree blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, takes another three thousand years to mature, and only bears thirty fruits in ten thousand years.
Ren was a little curious, picked up a ginseng fruit, and immediately felt a refreshing fragrance entering his nose.
The rich vitality of vegetation and a very special energy of creation seeped into his body. If he were a mortal, his life would be extended by three hundred years.
Not bragging.
If you smell it, you can live 360 years; if you eat one, you can live 47,000 years.
"This is the ginseng fruit grown by Pindao, please."
Zhen Yuanzi said with a little complacency and picked up another fruit.
This ginseng fruit is his prized treasure, a top-quality innate spiritual root with immeasurable value. Many great masters in the ancient world cannot come up with this kind of treasure. Otherwise, the Queen Mother's peach festival would not be so popular among immortals.
Ren was not polite and put the ginseng fruit to his mouth and took a bite.
He is not Tang Monk. The ginseng fruit looks like a baby, but it is indeed a spiritual fruit. If you don’t eat it, you won’t eat it.
Prostitution for free is his favorite.
Seeing Xingluo Daojun eating ginseng fruit casually, Qingfeng Mingyue was a little greedy, and thought to himself, a cow chews peonies.
They had only eaten this ginseng fruit once, and they shared it equally with dozens of senior brothers. Each of them had a mouthful of ginseng pulp, and no more.
After Ren finished eating the ginseng fruit, he felt a strong vitality and creation energy raging in his body, seeping into every inch of flesh and blood, trying to increase his lifespan.
But this effect is useless to him.
The Taiyi Golden Immortal can live as long as the heaven and the earth, and the sun and the moon have the same age.
Daluo Jinxian, the years will not add to his body, there will be no disaster or calamity. As long as he chants Huang Ting quietly and does not go out, the calamity will not be affected by the gods. If he takes the initiative to die, it will be calculated separately.
Therefore, Ren closed his eyes and chose to refine the vitality and creation energy contained in the ginseng fruit, swallowing it from the various orifices to strengthen his body and blood.
"Buzzing..."
The space trembled slightly.
Ren's body glowed with red light and disappeared in a flash.
Zhen Yuanzi ate the ginseng fruit leisurely, but he had eaten it many times and his cultivation level was high, so it had no effect, so he paid more attention to Xingluo Daojun.
Naturally, he saw the flash of red light, and his eyes were a little surprised.
That is the power of Qi and blood, majestic and turbulent. It is firmly bound within the Tao body, but it is still extremely amazing. It is slightly exposed, and time and space seem to be unable to bear it. Once it breaks out, it may be able to break through the nine heavens in an instant, far exceeding the scope of Daluo Jinxian.
.
Such a powerful body was simply unimaginable, and it reminded him subconsciously of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
Qingfeng Mingyue was frightened, and when the red light flashed, they almost knelt down.
After they came back to their senses, they were at a loss and had no idea what had happened. Only the feeling of palpitations and suffocation remained.
"Congratulations to my fellow Taoist for becoming a saint in body, to be compared with the twelve ancestral witches, and to be respected in the three realms."
Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile, his attitude became more enthusiastic.
Only then did he understand that the opponent's method was actually physical cultivation, or in other words, the physical body had broken through first.
This is very difficult. It is easy to cultivate a small body, but it is difficult to achieve a big one. The difficulty of physical body sanctification is no less than the normal breakthrough of killing three corpses, and the combat power is not weak.
The Twelve Ancestral Witches have no spirit and no magic power, but who dares to underestimate them?
They are genuine quasi-sage warriors.
Ren slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and said:
"Brother Tao's ginseng fruit is indeed extraordinary."
My physique and Qi and blood have been refined and improved slightly. Although it is a small improvement, it is still very good.
When he reaches this realm, it is normal for him to not make any progress for thousands of years.
"It works best the first time, but it doesn't work well after that." Zhen Yuanzi explained.
Ginseng fruit is still useful to him, but it's of little significance, better than nothing.
Qingfeng and Mingyue were horrified as they listened to the words of the two big men.
Quasi-sage? Ancestral witch?
It turns out that this unknown Xingluo Daojun is so powerful.
Quasi-sage, if you look at the three realms, they are all first-class big shots. The Jade Emperor, Buddha, Kunpeng, and their masters are only in this realm.
"I want to join a force, can fellow Taoist help me?" Ren asked.
"I don't dare. Brother Yu can only make some suggestions here. Brother Xian needs to think carefully about the specifics."
Zhen Yuanzi's attitude became obviously more serious.
The quasi-sage is different from Daluo Jinxian. He cannot point fingers at will. If it is not done well at the time, it will offend others.
"Brother Taoist, please tell me, I will refer to it as a reference."
