Ma Yuanyi's body was sent to Julu County.

100,000 believers raised up his spirit.

Zhang Jiao knelt on the altar, his fists firmly lowered his eyebrows.

He knew what that meant, and he also knew that tens of thousands of Han Ting's elite soldiers were on the march, but he was not afraid.

Ma Yuanyi is not his believer, he knows it. But Ma Yuanyi is his best friend and his biggest supporter.

The best, like-minded, that's it...... Nope.

He can't even shed a tear, is he Zhang Jiao, he is a great sage and good teacher, he is a saint who walked in the world on behalf of Emperor Taiyi.

A saint cannot shed tears.

Under the towering altar in the countryside, thousands of majestic men wearing yellow scarves looked at it, just to see the true face of the great sage and good teacher.

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When he was young, Zhang Jiao was not an ambitious person, a scholar from a poor family, like all living beings in the world, paid a lot of hard work, much more than the famous son-in-law, but ...... It didn't work.

The scholars control all the official possibilities, and if they want to be officials, it's simple, just get their recommendation. The scholars and doctors discussed with each other, formed a group of interests, and they seized all the resources. No one cares how many years you have been studying, no matter how high your knowledge is, it is not as good as the origin of a golden key. If the eunuchs place their relatives in the state capital, what is the difference between the scholars?

Sometimes the scholars are even more hateful, the eunuchs can scold the government wantonly, and what should the scholars do if they stuff their cooks into the state capital to do gongcao?

Zhang Jiao, who was born in a poor family, didn't know how to attach himself to others, and he could only teach children in the countryside when he read the strategy of governing the country.

But he doesn't blame, he really doesn't blame, preaching and solving doubts is also the life he wants.

After familiarizing himself with the Confucian classics, he learned medical skills, and if he couldn't keep a clear stream for the government and government, wouldn't saving the dead and helping the injured also be a way to realize the value of life?

When I went up the mountain to collect medicine, I stumbled upon the Taiping scriptures, which were subtle and meaningful, and the Taiping and prosperous times in them were heartwarming...... There is no oppression, no seizure, and the Datong society where everyone is fair deeply touched by the young Zhang Jiao.

Twenty-three-year-old Zhang Jiao set his ambition...... To this day, he still remembers the excitement when he showed the Taiping Sutra to Ma Yuanyi like a treasure, but he saw the disdain in Ma Yuanyi's eyes.

"Save it, Zhang Jiao, you don't have a reputation at all, it's already good to be able to travel to heal and save people's deaths and injuries. If you want to save the country and educate the people, it is impossible. ”

"If you want to blame, blame us for not being born in the Gaomen family."

But he didn't give up, while treating the villagers, while holding the scriptures and reading hard, the days seemed to go back to the days when he was a teenager and only knew how to bury his head in reading, relaxed and happy.

In a hurry, six years passed like a white horse, and he integrated the entire Taiping Sutra and the seven volumes of the scriptures, and finally burned the book according to the teachings, and swallowed it with mixed runic water.

He had a new ideal, he wanted to preach, to unite Confucianism and Taoism, and to unite missionaries and healers.

Twenty-year-old Ma Yuanyi's chin just sprouted, and he said: Brother, don't think about it, do your own thing with peace of mind, you can't succeed.

The same young Zhang Jiao was unwilling, he didn't want to face injustice like this.

He said, "I know it's hard to preach in the world, but if I do it, maybe I will have more possibilities to restore peace in the world!" Do a little more, maybe someone will believe me if I work hard! Even if it doesn't succeed in the end, you won't regret your white temples in your twilight years! If I don't preach, then the peace of the world will always be a joke, how can I say that I will give up knowing that I can't succeed without working hard? Whether I succeed or not, I will do it, even if I spend my whole life still doing so, but I have a clear conscience!

Ma Yuanyi believed it, and Zhang Jiao was twenty-nine years old that year.

That year, Zhang Jiao held a bamboo cane, Ma Yuanyi carried a medicine box, and two barefoot young men with great ambitions walked out of the township, walked out of Julu County, traveled all over Jizhou, and traveled all over the world.

In the sixteenth year, they woke up with the sunrise of the East China Sea in Qingzhou, beat horses and walked through the grassland outside Youzhou, listened to the voices of the people in Luoyang Beiguan Temple, slept on the wheat fields of the Jingyang Plain at night, and fell asleep listening to Wu Hui's fishing songs in the fishing boat.

In the past sixteen years, he has watched too many believers drink his talisman water mixed with herbs and talisman ashes, and he has been guided by him to kneel in the middle of the road and worship in all directions to reflect on his own mistakes, he has recited too many teachings and painted too many futures.

This is how he heals the world, no one can lie on the couch and wait for someone to bring the water to the mouth, the sick should bow down in the middle of the road, worship the gods of the four directions, confess to the heavens the mistakes they have made, and be pious in their hearts, and if the water is reached, the disease will be eliminated.

He did deceive people, the rune water is not the rune paper and water, there are also symptomatic herbs.

He told this lie for sixteen years.

How many sixteen years can a person's life have?

From an ambitious young man to a scheming demon, you can know how much you have paid.

Zhang Jiao spent 16 years, he traveled all over the country, preached and preached, guided the people to goodness, and healed the people's body and skin.

colluded with the regular attendants, meddled in the guards, bribed the powerful, and were all soldiers.

Sixteen years later, he is no longer the poor scholar who studied hard in the cold window, nor is he a mountain doctor who travels barefoot in all directions, he is the god of Taiping Dao.

The scholars rebelled, and it didn't work out for ten years. Yes, ten years is not enough.

He is a great sage and good teacher who preaches the world with millions of believers, and when he raises his arms, millions of heads rise up in the world!

Like-minded people die, and like-minded people are millions!

He is the general of Tiangong!

The snowflakes in the depths of winter fell on the sackcloth, but the body was cold but the heart was hot.

Suddenly got up, the bamboo cane hit the ground, and Zhang Jiao shouted: "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand!" The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! Believers, don't be afraid, Donghuang Taiyi is by your side, the peaceful world is in front of you, for the peace of the world, for the people in dire straits, pick up your weapons and go to realize it! ”

"The sky is dead!"

"The world is lucky!"

The thousands of people crawling under him are his most loyal believers, Yellow Turban Warriors, the strongest soldiers in the world! There are many generous and sad people in the land of Yan Zhao, and they are the most elite apologetic saints of Taiping Dao.

The cultists who can be selected into the Yellow Turban Lux are all strong eight-foot strong men, after several years of hard training, they are proficient in weapons, hand-to-hand fighting, bow and horse formations, and there are many strong bows and arrows in the ring swords, scales, armor, and arrows.

In these eyes looking at him, Zhang Jiao only saw one emotion, that is, fanaticism.

O fools on the high, I am the horn that no one cared about before! Now, do you hear me?

"Yuanyi, I will use your blood as a medicine guide to treat this terminally ill world!"

This needle is called the Yellow Turban Army.

The Yellow Turban Army rose up in eight states, broke through the mansion, looted Wu Fort, and swept the world!