Yan Juncheng's qi has not been very good lately, and there will always be a layer of dark clouds floating in the air that are not very thick. He kept the sun behind him, and did not let rain fall, but he coiled in the air, making a drowsy patch. This kind of anger is like a tangled girl, standing in the middle of a fork in the road, looking left and right, but she refuses to choose an intersection to step on.

Yan Jun's mood was similar to the qi of the recent days, not so entangled, but the same drowsy. The troubled times in the world came much earlier than we expected, and the sentence "Cang is dead, Huang Dangli, the age is in Jiazi, and the next is auspicious", which made the entire Han family fall into the stormy Zheng

There were many people who died, either the Yellow Turban Army or the official army of the Han Dynasty. The Yan Jun Palace and the Judge's Mansion were rotating in succession, and the time they stopped for a moment was not as chaotic as this situation in the cherry blossom world, which was much more complicated than the time at the end of Qin.

Cultivators who should not have been too involved in human affairs became the protagonists of the beginning of this troubled world, which surprised many immortals. What cultivators seek is the path of immortals, and what they seek is immortality. The struggle for power in the world is not only not beneficial to cultivation, but is detrimental to the realm, and Zhang Jiao probably will no longer have any hope of becoming an immortal.

Liu Bang took a group of grandsons and ran to Wangxiangtai every three or five days, obviously worrying about Liu Hong in the world. The momentum of the Yellow Turban Army is too fierce, much like the Green Forest and Red Eyebrow Army that overthrew Wang Mang. A group of mud-legged people got together to tear off all those high-ranking aristocratic families from the clouds, and repay all the oppression they had suffered in the past two hundred years.

Liu Hong's performance, objectively, is not bad, even if it is not comparable to emperors such as Liu Che and Liu Xiu, it can be compared to Liu Zheng and Liu Wei. Of course, it is limited to the suppression of the insurgency.

With Empress He's eldest brother He Jin as the general, Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun, and Lu Zhi each led the five colonels of the Northern Army and the Three Rivers Knight to encircle and suppress the Yellow Turban Army scattered all over the country.

For Zhang Jiaolai, the originally good situation took a sharp turn for the worse in just a few months. Zhang Jiao, who was the biggest leader of the Yellow Turban Army, immediately fell ill.

Zhang Jiao's illness is very serious, he can't get out of bed at the moment, Zhang Liang is deeply worried about this, Dong Zhuo's army has just attacked Guangzong Buke last month, and is about to camp and rest at this moment. Huangfu Song's army has broken through Dongjun and is now heading north. The soldiers are in danger, the Yellow Turban Army has fallen into a place of life and death, and Zhang Jiao is so seriously ill, could it be that the life of the Han family is really not endless?

Temporarily suppressing his worries, holding a bowl of soup and medicine, Zhang Liang hurriedly walked into Zhang Jiao's room.

"Big brother, drink the medicine. ”

Zhang Jiao turned his head to Zhang Liang's side and said weakly: "I don't have much time, why waste the medicine stone again." After I die, the Yellow Turban Army will be entrusted to you, you must keep the seeds of the Yellow Turban, the Yellow Turban, you can't die!"

Zhang Liang put the decoction aside and said: "Why do you bother to say this, the eldest brother of the immortal master passed on the "Taiping Qing Collar Book", since the eldest brother wants to create a peaceful world, now that the great cause has not been accomplished, the eldest brother An can go first? We will regroup our position and compete with the Han army. ”

"Ahem... , the immortal master comes and goes without a trace, high and high, I... Ahem, I don't know what to do... How to find the Immortal Master. ”

Zhang Liang still didn't give up, and said: "Big brother, don't give up, at noon today, I will set up a high platform in the courtyard, burn incense and pray, and pray for the immortal master to come." ”

Zhang Jiao nodded reluctantly and said, "Just give it a try, don't force it." ”

Zhang Liang agreed, picked up the decoction that was put aside, and fed Zhang Jiao spoonful by spoonful.

The three-zhang high platform, under the rush of thousands of Yellow Turban wrestlers, rose from the ground in less than two hours. A table covered with yellow cloth was placed in the center of the high platform, and three tall incense sticks were inserted into the incense burner on the table. There was a large bell next to the incense burner, a pile of dry wood in front of the table, and large yellow flags planted around the high platform.

Zhang Liang stepped onto the high platform step by step in the eyes of the Yellow Turban Army, countless sergeants, ragged people, and hungry children. Now that it's so unbearable, can't they accept their brother's change!

Guangzong's Chenghuang stood in the middle of the crowd, looking coldly at Zhang Liang walking on the stairs. Because of the repeated battles between the Yellow Turban Army and the official army, Guangzong has lost one out of ten people. The ghost guards of the City God's Mansion were all sent out, and every twelve hours, it was really hard to not even have a time to eat.

Guangzong Chenghuang didn't quite understand Zhang Liang's behavior at the moment, Chenghuang himself was an earth immortal, and he was still an old senior before he was a god. I've been an immortal for so long, and I haven't seen this way of seeking forgiveness. What kind of immortal is this immortal who gave Zhang Jiao the cultivation method? He has asked many colleagues around him these days, but he has not been able to find out.

Zhang Liang walked up to the high platform, drew the long sword at his waist, and his attendant brought a lamp and candle, and lined up behind him respectfully. Zhang Liang didn't turn back, he raised the long sword with his backhand, and picked the burning wick on the tip of the sword. Holding a sword flower in his right hand, he picked up the magic trick in his left hand, and the wick flew into the air with his movements, crossed the table, and landed on the pile of dry wood, and in an instant, a raging fire ignited.

Zhang Liang's face became more and more serious in the firelight, he took a flame, lit the incense on the table, put down the long sword, picked up the bell, and held it in his hand and shook it constantly.

"The Yellow Turban Army General Zhang Liang Gong asked the Immortal Master to hear that the General Gong was seriously ill and could no longer see things. Unable to build a peaceful world. Please have mercy on the immortal master, descend the immortal miracle, save my great sage and good teacher from danger, and save my mansion from falling. Zhang Liang waited for the immortal master to drive in Guangzong, and begged the immortal master for mercy. ”

After the prayer, Zhang Liang slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times quite sincerely.

Guangzong Chenghuang shook his head slightly, as an immortal, he didn't sense any immortal coming, Zhang Liang's letter incense didn't convey any clear message, it was just dyed into ashes and dissipated into the dust with the wind. Zhang Liang's prayer was destined to come to naught, and he had no chance to meet the so-called "immortal master" behind Zhang Jiao.

Looking at the sun hanging above, it was already a quarter past noon, and it was almost time, and it was not good to be lazy any longer. Thinking of this, Chenghuang slowly left from the crowd.

There was no one around Zhang Jiao anymore, and all the people went to Gaotai, waiting to see General Rengong invite the immortal master to come. The empty room seemed extremely silent, except for the slightly heavy breathing of Zhang Jiao.

Guangzong Chenghuang did not alarm Zhang Jiao, but just stood quietly at the head of the bed. Immortals rarely interfere in human affairs, especially those related to the living. The more things you participate in, the more cause and effect, and the more cause and effect, the more difficult it is to elevate to the realm. The path of immortals is difficult, and there are always many things that need to be cautious.

Zhang Jiao was a little panicked at the moment, his eyes were gradually losing focus, this was the call of death. Did the immortal master not receive Zhang Liang's request? Or did he hear it but refused to come to see him? Is the life he upholds just a dream?

His pupils gradually dilate, and the sound of his breathing slowly became lighter. His soul gradually came out of his body, and Zheng Zheng, who was floating in mid-air, slowly fell, with a little grief, looking at his body left in the world.

Guangzong Chenghuang was not surprised by Zhang Jiao's reaction, he could also be regarded as an outstanding cultivator, and it was normal for him to avoid the confusion that he had just died.

Zhang Jiao stood there and watched for a full quarter of an hour, but no one came in, and no movement came. He didn't say a word, just stood silently, watching silently. Before the great cause was accomplished, the enemy army was about to descend on the city, but he died first. What does life mean in this world? Isn't the immortal master Huang Dangli.

Chenghuang stepped forward and patted Zhang Jiao's shoulder lightly, and said, "It's almost over, come with me." ”

Only then did Zhang Jiao realize that there was another person in the house, or that the other was not sparing life. Vigilantly turned around and looked at the Guangzong Chenghuang in front of him. He asked, "Who are you?" and why should I go with you?"

"I am the city god of Guangzong, and I am stationed in the world on the order of the emperor, and I am in charge of the local souls. Zhang Jiao, you are dead, come with me to the underworld. ”

"Difu?" Zhang Jiao said suspiciously: "I am a great sage and good teacher, General Gong." Obey the order of the immortal master and change the blue to yellow. Shouldn't you ascend to the realm after death and rank in the immortal class?"

Guangzong Chenghuang pursed his lips and glanced at his horns, this guy thinks very well, and when he dies, he wants to be in the immortal class.

"I don't know who your immortal master is, there has never been a decree in the realm, and there is no pale yellow change between the earth. If you want to rank in the immortal class, you have to find your own way to Lin Mansion. ”

Zhang Jiao seemed to have become a little paranoid, and his mouth kept reading: "Cang is dead, Huang should stand." The age is in Jiazi, and the next is auspicious; Cang is dead, and Huang is standing. The year is in Jiazi, and the next auspicious ......"

Guangzong Chenghuang's brows couldn't help but furrow, a paranoid ghost like Zhang Jiao was too rare, and his mood at the moment was really unstable.

Put his hand on Zhang Jiao's shoulder, use a little strength, and said: "All kinds of things in the world, once you die, you are empty, since you are already dead, why bother thinking about those things before your death, Zhang Jiao, I want to open a little." ”

"Empty? No, no, I don't want to be empty, I am a great sage and good teacher, the world is still in misery, how can I be empty. ”

Zhang Jiao's eyes turned red, and he was afraid of losing the hand that Guangzong Chenghuang had placed on his shoulder. His clothes bulged, and his breath became violent.

Chenghuang's brow furrowed even more, and Zhang Jiao seemed to be undergoing some kind of change that he had never seen before.

In just a moment, Zhang Jiao actually achieved Lin Xian in madness. Guangzong Chenghuang hurriedly dodged two steps, pulled the rope from his waist, and threw it into the air, trying to tie Zhang Jiao up. Zhang Jiao dodged the rope, smiled mockingly at Guangzong Chenghuang, jumped out of the window, and flew into the air.

Seeing that he had dodged the rope, Chenghuang hurriedly chased after him.

On the high platform, Zhang Liang raised his head in disappointment, and the immortal master didn't reply for a long time, could it be that he was really powerless?

A sergeant hurriedly ran to the high platform, knelt down on one knee, and said, "General Rengong, the great virtuous and good teacher... He ....."

"What's wrong with the Great Sage and Good Master?"

"Big... The great sage and good teacher have been promoted...."

"What?" Zhang Liang only felt dizzy and fell on the high platform.