"Those who surrender will not be killed! Those who surrender will not be killed!"
"The prince is benevolent! Amnesty to the whole world!"
Zhang Liang turned into a yellow cloud and flew away quickly.
The sound of the roaring mountains and tsunami in Julu City could be heard vaguely behind him, and his heart was filled with sadness.
Julu fell, and the Yellow Turban Army was completely finished.
After more than ten years of development, Taiping Dao has gathered more than 100 million followers, thirty-six square canals, and more than 300 powerful people in the unparalleled realm. How powerful it is!
As a result, in less than three months, the power that once swept the world fell apart.
What was even more difficult for Zhang Liang to accept was that they failed to cause much harm to the big man at all.
It seems like a farce, from beginning to end, it is all to set off that crape myrtle belongs to, the lord of stars, rising slowly and sitting in the sky.
Of course, he was unwilling to give up. Zhang Liang had been practicing for decades and was a giant in Wushuang territory. He cut off when he wanted to, abandoning his subordinates who had long been estranged from morality, and fled alone.
Unfortunately, Zhang Liang soon realized in despair that he could not escape.
Precisely because the Yellow Turban Army did not cause considerable damage to the Han Army and either collapsed or surrendered, the Han Army had the remaining strength to blockade the four sides, and its military power was overwhelming. Not to mention him, even Zhang Jiaolai in his heyday was in heaven.
There is no way into the land and no door.
However, just when all thoughts were lost, Zhang Liang's spiritual platform moved and he suddenly felt a call from the same source.
"Second brother!"
Following the guidance, he came to the Taihang Mountains to the west of Handan, and saw a familiar figure in a cave hidden by a formation.
Zhang Bao!
The two brothers hugged each other fiercely, feeling Zhang Bao's extremely weak breath. Zhang Liang's eyes were red, and he suppressed his sadness: "Second brother, we can finally die together!"
"Third brother, don't lose heart. Even if you die, you must die well!"
Compared to Zhang Liang's elegant temperament, Zhang Bao has a sinewy face and is tall and fierce. If he were not wearing Taoist robes but wearing armor, he would be somewhat similar to He Jin. He dared to fight and fight, and took the lead.
But in the battle of Xiangyang City, not only tens of thousands of yellow scarves were wiped out, but Zhang Bao was also severely injured. If it weren't for the magical elixir of immortality, he would have died long ago.
"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"
And listening to Zhang Bao's harsh words, Zhang Liang's eyes flashed with sadness.
Everyone is destined to die. It may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.
He has always admired Ma Qian of the Taishi Company. Facing the punishment of the Great Rebellion, he endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden, and finally completed the "Historical Records", which was canonized in one book and his name will be passed down through the ages.
He and his two elder brothers revolted, believing that the Han Dynasty had no virtue and the people had no way out, so they wanted to make a great cause, but now their death was like a drop in the bucket, just like an ant...
"Third brother, I am definitely not lying. Aren't you curious how I got here?"
A flush appeared on Zhang Bao's face, and with a flick of his fingers, Fu Ran sent a message.
After a while, the rainbow light fell, and he transformed into a Taoist priest, with his big sleeves fluttering, and stepped into the cave.
Zhang Liang sensed the opponent's vast aura, held the magic sword in his hand, and looked solemnly: "Five Dou Rice Cult?"
"Zhang Xiu bows his head, there is no more Five Dou Rice Sect in the world, only the Celestial Master's Sect!"
The man in the Taoist robe said: "I am a poor Taoist named Zhang Lu, whose name is Gongqi. He has met General Ren Gong."
"It turns out that he is the direct grandson of Zhengyi Zhenren, the third-generation Heavenly Master. I have admired him for a long time! I have admired him for a long time!"
Zhang Liang returned the gift, but his precautions remained unabated until Zhang Bao smiled and said: "Gong Qi and I are close friends, let's kill Zhang Xiu together!"
"Second brother is so extraordinary that he actually controlled Zhang Lu!"
Zhang Liang understood immediately.
Zhang Lu is a laughing stock in the immortal world. As a direct descendant of the Heavenly Master, his power was usurped by an outsider. He almost lost his lineage and brought shame to his grandfather.
You must know that they are both from the same lineage as the Sanqing Dynasty. Zhang Ling is the direct descendant of the Taishang, while Zhang Jiao has been a disciple of the Yuqing Dynasty for who knows how many generations. There is no comparison at all.
It was precisely because of the contempt in his heart that Zhang Liang believed it.
If Zhang Lu really wanted to use the power of the rebels to kill Zhang Xiu, the anti-rebellion general designated by the imperial court, that would be a serious crime of treason. With this background, why are you afraid that he will not obey?
"The seal of the Celestial Master is in the hands of Taoist Shi Zixuan. He has raised the prince for many years and ignored the inheritance of the Celestial Master's Taoism!"
Zhang Bao also gave a second reason. Seeing Zhang Lu's angry expression, Zhang Liang's guard had completely dropped.
"Third brother, come with us!"
Zhang Bao seemed to have a comprehensive plan, and without any delay, he left the cave and rose into the clouds.
The three of them were all skilled in Taoism. Even if Zhang Bao was seriously injured, they could pass a hundred miles in a blink of an eye and reach Guangzong in a short time.
Guangzong is a heavy county, connected to Julu to the north and Qu'an to the south, so Zhang Liang was guarded by his confidant Cheng Yuanzhi.
However, all the giant deer were captured by the imperial court, and Guangzong had already fallen, so Zhang Liang had no hope.
However, when Guangzong looked at him from a distance, he was surprised to find that the Yellow Turban army was so powerful that it soared into the sky without any dispersion.
"What's going on?"
He felt incredible, opened his eyes, and looked down.
Guangzong's formation remained unchanged and could not block prying eyes, so Zhang Liang's eyes were splitting when he discovered that Tian Feng and Cheng Yuanzhi's deputy Sima Ju were on the left and right, guarding behind an indescribably valuable young general, who was conducting a military parade.
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The soldiers they inspected were the 50,000 most elite Taoist soldiers in the Yellow Turban Army.
"Tian Feng! Yuan! You are bullying me too much!"
After recognizing Yuan Shu, Zhang Liang couldn't help but became furious even though he knew that the family could not be trusted.
The Yellow Turban Army was established by three brothers who had worked hard for more than ten years to spread Fu Shui and practice medicine to save people.
The Taoist soldiers were trained by Zhang Jiao in the cave with the help of overseas immortals, using secret techniques to bless the land. Fifty thousand of them can withstand an army of one million!
If Zhang Jiao had not been dead, no one would have been able to get involved. Now, Tian Feng used clever tricks to erase the mark of Taiping Dao and transformed himself into a private soldier of the Yuan family!
"The aristocratic family and I, the immortals, are meant to make use of each other. We are not as skilled as others, so there is no need to complain!"
Zhang Bao had obviously known this for a long time, and his tone was actually very calm. He no longer had the impulsiveness and recklessness before, but had the determination to see through the world: "It's just that they were happy too early. The winner of this game has not yet been decided!"
Zhang Liang trembled and suddenly realized something: "Second brother, what do you want?"
Zhang Bao said every word: "The forbidden method of breaking immortals is to put them to death and live again!"
According to the method of immortality, as long as you enter the realm of the soul, even if you die, your three souls and seven souls can be reincarnated. If you have a master and a disciple, you can open up your wisdom and go to the immortal path again.
But the forbidden method of breaking immortals is to completely burn the soul, and at the cost of destroying the soul and cutting off the next life, one can gain extraordinary power.
As a direct descendant of the Immortal Way, Zhang Liang naturally knew how to do it, but at this moment he was really afraid and hesitant.
"Third brother, if I live overseas in the next life and live like a dog, I would rather not do it!"
Zhang Bao shook his head and laughed, spreading his arms: "Now that the Yellow Turban has been leveled, there is no place for us in the land of China, but even if we die, my brother will make a great contribution to the world and make it known to the world. He will not waste his time in this world!"
"good!"
Zhang Liang also smiled, knelt down with Zhang Bao, and kowtowed heavily in the direction of the giant deer: "Brother, please forgive us for being unfilial. We will never be brothers with you in the next life!"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Lu couldn't help but be moved, and saluted sincerely: "Better go, you two!"
"Zhang Lu, protect us. Don't forget the agreement. If you violate your oath, the Heavenly Master's orthodoxy will not last long!"
Zhang Bao stared at him, Zhang Lu nodded, stepped back, and disappeared into the sky.
The next moment, two long rainbows streaked across the sky like shooting stars, heading out of Jizhou.
"The void crosses the line?"
In Guangzong, Tian Feng and Yuan Shu soared into the sky at the same time, their eyes like lightning, locking their position, chasing Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang: "Where are the traitors running!"
Boom! Boom!
A yellow scarf warrior appeared out of thin air and smashed his head. Tian Feng stretched out his sleeves, and the image of Bagua appeared all over his body. Three consecutive qian dynasties, six broken kuns, shaking yue, Xun (xùn) breaking down, Li Zhongxu, Kan The middle part is full, the bowl is covered with Gen (gèn), and the upper part is empty. It turns into a space in all directions, and the yellow scarf warriors are included in it.
The sword on Yuan Shu's waist popped out on its own, like a divine dragon flying into the sky, supporting his body, catching up with him at lightning speed, and slashed towards Changhong with one strike.
Ugh!
There was a muffled sound, and Zhang Bao, who was seriously injured, appeared. Zhang Liang dispersed from Changhong, picked up Zhang Bao, and fell down.
"Really the leader of thieves? Die! Die!"
Yuan Shu's eyes showed ecstasy, and he chased into the Taihang Mountains one after another and entered the cave. Zhang Bao collapsed to the ground, but he began to recite a mantra in his mouth: "The journey against reincarnation will scatter three souls and seven souls. With me, Destiny is a promise..."
Outsiders could not hear the curse, but Yuan Shu only saw Zhang Liang, who was at the end of his rope, rushing toward him with his sword drawn out like a dragon, and the phantoms of living beings suddenly appeared behind him. They were so majestic and powerful that they were actually the power of a mysterious weapon.
Zhang Liang's method of crossing the border was interrupted and he was already extremely weak. How could he defeat such a powerful man? After just a few encounters, he was cut down by the sword.
Yuan Shu took a few steps ahead and beheaded Zhang Bao.
"Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang died in my hands! Haha, no one can compare with such achievements!"
Yuan Shu smiled and moved slowly, and the relics left by the two people flew into his hands, among which two volumes of heavenly books were blooming with brilliance.
He touched it with his fingers, and his expression changed again. His eyes were full of surprises, and there was endless greed:
"The artifact of the Three Emperors, the Book of the Earth Emperor? The destiny is mine! The destiny is mine!"
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