Three hundred and ninetieth eight chapters lurking
Go deep alone, sneak into the enemy's position, and deal with the crisis with clever changes.
This is the way of spying.
"The Aimu Gang is really helpful!"
Ahem, it's over my head.
After a long journey and repeated horizontal jumps, Wang Yiyuan finally confirmed that all the servants behind him had been thrown away.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, give up in such a short time, it won’t last long, and it won’t be great.
In front is the City God's Temple that the beggar mentioned.
It's ironic to say that the times are bad these days, and the people can't even fill their stomachs, but they are extremely enthusiastic about burning incense and praying.
It just so happened that the City God's Temple was said to be particularly efficacious, but the temple was already crowded with people.
Wang Yiyuan also bought a stick of incense, walked to the statue of the City God and worshiped three times.
System prompt: "You burned incense and prayed at the City God's Temple, and received the blessing of heaven and earth. Your strength attribute +1 [lasts for 12 hours]."
The temple blessing was easy to find—the white-haired old man was leaning casually by the temple door, squinting in the sun.
"Uncle, are you a temple congratulator here?"
"What's here?"
“The temple is celebrating here!”
"What kind of temple blessing?"
"What's here?"
“Temple blessing here!”
"What kind of blessing is this?"
have to.
"Uncle, look at this!"
Wang Yiyuan had no choice but to pass the token handed to him by the beggar in front of the old man.
"Uncle, I'm one of my own."
The squinting old man stood up slowly, looked up and down Wang Yiyuan for a moment, then suddenly turned around and left.
"If you buy dog-skin plaster, just buy dog-skin plaster. What's the fuss about? Come with me."
...Uncle, your business is quite extensive.
The two of them walked all the way to a deserted place in the back room, but the old man's figure became straighter, and his squinted eyes had opened, shining brightly.
"Give me the token."
"oh oh."
The old man took the token and saw that the mysterious runes on it began to glow white, and the words floated up, turning into a magic circle that shone with strange light.
"Go in."
This...is a bit high-tech.
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Taiping Road, underground palace.
This place is located three feet below the bottom of the Shouchun Land. Before Zhang Jiao's death, he used his great supernatural power to create a place of refuge for the Taiping Dao to extend his life.
It’s really a place that you can’t find even if you dig three feet into the ground.
In the words of the game, it is...the exclusive safe zone of Taiping Road.
A large number of mysterious runes are carved on the surrounding rock walls, just like the living creatures moving back and forth in a certain trajectory, disappearing and appearing.
In the empty underground palace, there is a rock sculpture with an unclear face in the middle, which is the Taoist immortal god [Zhonghuang Taiyi]. There are believers kneeling on the ground around it, bowing their heads in prayer. The incense is lingering in the middle, and it feels like a fairyland.
The only pity is that this place has a lot of fairy spirit, but its popularity is really not that popular.
Not to mention that Yangzhou is not an area densely populated with players, even Yuan Shu's own players are sparsely populated - after all, Taipingdao is a remnant of the era and has retreated underground, and most of the players have been recruited by the government or various forces.
There was not even a single player in the huge underground palace, and only the prayers of the Taiping Tao believers could be heard.
It sounds a little...weird.
Well, it’s not like there aren’t any.
Going deep alone is a somewhat risky decision.
The underground palace is located underground. If it is discovered, there will really be no way to heaven, and it will enter the earth... Oh, it is already underground.
At this time, the middle-aged man's face above Wang Yiyuan's head was carefully poking his head out of a teleportation array full of runes, but he was unexpectedly hugged by the shoulders by a short man in front of him.
"Hahaha, my friend is finally here."
...Brother, who are you? Who is your friend? Don’t call me so affectionate, okay! Am I familiar with you?
The second Wang Yiyuan appeared in the teleportation array, his body flashed slightly unconsciously, and an earthy-yellow light echoed the runes on the wall.
This is the scent of the fragments of the Book of Heaven.
With the good magic of Taiping Dao, distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy naturally does not require the use of manpower to conduct inspections like ordinary forces.
The runes on the wall are an alarm program. If a suspicious person is found in the underground palace, an attack will be launched.
But it just so happened... Wang Yiyuan happened to have [Fragments of the Heavenly Book] on his body.
This is Zhang Jiao's relic, but it has automatically been recognized by the underground palace.
No danger.
The short and thin man's eyes were filled with brilliance. He grabbed Wang Yiyuan's hand and shook it hard.
"I wonder where the righteous man could be so heroic and brave enough to defend Yuan Shu's son on the street? It turns out he is his own brother!
Wu Huan, Commander-in-Chief of the Yangzhou Canal on the Taiping Road, thanks to my brother sacrificing his life to lure those guards away, we have the chance to capture Yuan Yao. If we rescue the fallen brother, I will take the first credit!"
"By the way, I haven't asked yet how to call my friend?"
"Well, just call me Shijiao."
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Enter inside 1/1.
Things went smoother than expected.
Even if Zhang Jue dies, his prestige in Taiping Taoism is still unparalleled. In the hearts of Taiping Taoists, those who are recognized by the "Fragments of Heavenly Book" will definitely not be bad people.
...In a sense, that's true. [Fragments of Heavenly Book] cannot be used by players with non-chivalrous attributes.
As Yangzhou Qushuai, Wu Huan became more and more fond of this fellow Taoist who called himself "Shi Jiao".
Since the death of the great virtuous master, Taiping Dao has been in decline - without the protection of the great virtuous master's heaven-reaching magic, Huang Tian's followers can only hide in the darkness and linger.
The most direct problem is the shortage of talent.
Although Wu Huan was named Qushuai, he had less than three thousand followers, and among them, he could mobilize less than five hundred fighting forces.
Yuan Shu's large-scale raids almost uprooted all the Taiping Dao forces in Yangzhou.
Wu Huan was an ambitious man. He had a dream to revive Taiping Road, inherit the will of the great virtuous teacher, and save all people from fire and water.
The only problem is - there is a shortage of people.
Very short of people.
There is a special shortage of people.
Now, a fellow Taoist recognized by the [Heavenly Book Fragments] descended from the sky. This was the beginning of Wu Huan's great development of Taiping Tao.
"Fellow Daoist, are you interested in joining our team? Now the company is in a period of growth. If you come here, you will be a veteran of the company. Your original shares will be transferred to you immediately. If you perform well, you can be promoted to management first. Now you have the highest opportunity to compete for deputy channels.
So handsome! Don’t miss this opportunity! It will never come back again!”
…
This line...
Somewhat familiar.
The system prompts: "Taiping Dao Yangzhou Qushuai has sent you a recruitment invitation. Since your camp is locked to [Han Empire], you automatically rejected this recruitment."
Tsk.
Can't you get away with it even when you're disguised?
OK.
Wu Huanwu pressed on like crazy, trying to explain the various benefits of being with him, but Wang Yiyuan already had his heart set on it, and he only wanted to help the Han Dynasty [the system wouldn't let him].