Zhang Jiao's hand was raised high, and under the gaze of the cronies behind him, he slowly tied the yellow turban to his head.

Yellow turbans, long messy hair, fluttering fiercely with the snow.

"Poof!"

A red light shone above Zhang Jiao's head, and a red professional badge was suspended in the air, exuding a strong energy fluctuation.

This red light is so strange that even this flying snow in the sky can't make it lose its color.

Half of the "Dunjia Heavenly Book" allowed Zhang Jiao to master not only medical skills, but also allowed him to find a new way to upgrade the red job card, which was originally extremely difficult to upgrade.

【Occupation: Fangshi】

There are many meanings represented by the red professional card, and in the ranks, it has entered the fourth level of the middle class, if it is said to use a simpler statement, it is more irresponsible to compare strength.

The fourth-tier red class badge is equivalent to the fifth-tier gold-orange class badge, the sixth-tier purple badge, the seventh-tier blue one, and the eighth-tier green badge.

And since there is a division of the rank of the class card, the existence of each class card at this level and then to the next level has been famous in the world.

The former champion Hou is only the owner of the seventh-order purple professional card, he was originally only twenty-three years old, he has promoted the purple professional card to the seventh order, before the peak maturity period of thirty to forty years old, he still has infinite possibilities, and may even break the purple above the eight-level statement, but unfortunately died young, overused his destiny skills, resulting in an extremely shortened lifespan.

Each owner of a class card of the Purple or higher quality has an innate skill that reduces its own essence, which is unique, but the consequence of using this skill in large quantities will be an extreme reduction in lifespan.

There is a saying in the world that God is jealous of talents.

Half of "Dunjia Heavenly Book" helped Zhang Jiao open his destiny skills.

"Scattering beans into soldiers: Heavenly machine creation, creating something out of nothing, a soybean can seize the heavenly opportunity, summon a yellow turban wrestler."

It's very simple, a soybean, for a yellow turban wrestler.

But Zhang Jiao has always known that in this kind of seemingly advantageous summoning technique, the hidden conditions he needs to pay are suffocating.

A soybean, a day of life, for a yellow turban wrestler.

If it's not cornered, who wants to trade their lives for this glimmer of life?

For more than ten years, Zhang Jiao has never only spread medical skills, but he also spread the ideas about opening up people's wisdom in "Dunjia Heavenly Book".

Oppose exploitation and promote love and peace.

If the Han can change and can help the people in the fire, then he is willing to spend his life only to help the people, and only spread morality and thought.

However, it has been more than ten years.

Studying medicine can't save the big man.

For more than ten years, Zhang Jiao has watched his patients die in front of him one after another, watched the people he regarded as brothers and sisters suffering and unable to save themselves, and watched countless corrupt officials brutally exploit them.

He gradually became numb, and gradually lost hope in Dahan.

In his opinion, the prosperous court is like a locust, deeply rooted in this vast land, sucking blood all the time, destroying the foundation of this land, and killing the creatures on this land.

Eventually, it came to this.

On the top of Zhang Jiao's head, the crimson professional badge showed obvious fluctuations, as if it was looking for resonance with heaven and earth.

"Taiping Sect members!"

Zhang Jiao turned around abruptly and looked at the loyal believers who were following him.

He can see their fanaticism for themselves, he can see their steadfastness in their beliefs, and he can perceive their mission to the world.

"Respect Huang Taiyi, prosper the peaceful and prosperous world!"

Zhang Jiao's voice was hoarse and pale, but as his arm was raised, the Taiping Sect members stood in the snow, roaring out a cry from the soul and from faith.

"Respect Huang Taiyi, prosper the peaceful and prosperous world!"

Zhang Jiao was able to perceive the induction between his professional card and heaven and earth.

"Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao."

"In!"

"In!"

"Order all the Taiping Sect members of the thirty-six parties, starting today, gather all the people to be generous, and prepare for the capture of the state capital; Those who gather more than 10,000 people are small parties, preparing to capture the capital of the county. ”

"Yes!"

Seeing the believers in the team brazenly come out of the queue and scatter in several teams in the vast snow, Zhang Jiao reached out and reached into his arms and took out half of the "Dunjia Heavenly Book" that had been with him.

It is his guide and his creator.

The Mandate of Heaven, success or failure is difficult to know, but Zhang Jiao knows that in this chaotic war that has arisen all over the world, he will definitely lose his soul, no matter whether the Taiping Sect wins or loses in the end, he has no way to witness the last moment, because he has to dedicate his life for this war.

Who wouldn't want to live well if they could?

However, the will of heaven is like this, and the destiny of heaven cannot be violated.

Maybe his fate was set from the moment he was born?

Zhang Jiao slowly rubbed the cover of the book in his hand, he was reminiscing about the first half of his life.

Walking the world, helping the people, and giving to the poor is worthy of the heart.

If you want to be famous in history and live for generations, then stop here, he may be set up by the people and respected as a great benevolent person. How many people want to think in their hearts?

However, it has come to this point, can it still stop?

Zhang Jiao closed his eyes, silently recalling the various human tragedies he had seen in the past ten years, what he held in his hand was a good name that could be sung for thousands of years, but if he carried this heavy memory, after a hundred years, would he be able to settle down? Can we accept the praise from future generations for thousands of years?

No.

When I opened my eyes, it was still snowing.

Under the energy mapping of Zhang Jiao's professional card, the snow turned red, and the red drifting snow was endless.

"Jiazi Day in the year of Jiazi, I Taiping Sect, when the army is raised to save the people in dire straits!"

"All parties prepare yellow scarves, and when the hour comes, the rod will be revealed, and we will worship the people in the name of heaven."

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"

Zhang Jiao took out his nine-section staff and danced high into the air, the long-suppressed momentum on his body was completely stimulated, and the energy emitted by the red professional card became more and more violent, and for a while, there was not a trace of snow around the Taiping Sect, as if they were independent of this ice and snow world.

"Poof!"

The job card above Zhang Jiao's head bloomed with the light that could compete with heaven and earth, and in this snowy day, there was a roar of thunder.

There are demons born in the world, the stars in the sky change, Zhang Jiao conforms to the destiny of heaven and ascends, breaking the limit, the future, will be the era of the stars!

Slowly retracting his nine-knotted staff from high in the air, Zhang Jiao's gaze was unprecedentedly firm.

The fifth-order job card has been completed.

Next, what he wants to open will be a bloody storm.