With the etiquette of half teacher and half friend, Cheng Yu was sent away, and Zhang Qiang dealt with a few chores in the army, and finally had time to start studying the newly arrived "Dunjia Heavenly Book".

Although there are words on this silk book, it is not the real content. What is recorded in writing is nothing more than the real use of silk books.

The method of using silk books is easy to say. As long as the "Taiping True Qi" is run to the peak and injected into the silk book, you can truly feel the magical content of "Dunjia Heavenly Book".

All kinds of wonders make insolence impossible to describe in words. If it weren't for the soul of the later generations of time-travelers, which fused perfectly with the memories of the previous owner of this body, I am afraid that Zhang Qiang would not have had the opportunity to comprehend the content of the "Dunjia Heavenly Book".

However, it is an extremely laborious thing to feel the content of "Book from Heaven". With the cultivation of the arrogant "Taiping True Qi", he can only comprehend for a short time each time.

However, a moment of comprehension is enough to make Zhang arrogant and ponder it for several days.

Three days passed in a flash.

On this day, Zhang Qi was summoned by the "Great Sage and Good Master" again. However, unlike the previous times when he met Zhang Jiao, this time Zhang Jiao met Zhang Jiao on the sickbed.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

After a few days of not seeing, Zhang Jiao grew old at a speed visible to the naked eye. The most noticeable change is his hair. The original black and shiny beard has now become black and white, mottled and half.

However, Zhang Jiao seems to be in good spirits. He first waved his hand to signal Zhang Bao to step back, and then explained to Zhang Qi with a smile:

This is the result of being eaten up by Confucianism. Mowgli, if you cast a spell in the future, you should be careful of your surroundings, don't meet a great Confucian who has achieved good qi. ”

Seeing that Zhang Jiao still had the heart to joke, Zhang Qiang couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and tears were about to burst out of his eyes immediately. He hurriedly raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose to wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes, so as to control the reaction of his body.

"I called you here this time to talk to you about your future plans."

Zhang Jiao propped up his body, half leaning against the wall, showing his weakness. In any case, it is difficult for Zhang Jiao to imagine what the reason would make a great supernatural person like Zhang Jiao collapse all at once.

"Uncle, what are you...... What's wrong? ”

Seeing that Zhang Jiao was obsessed with this question, Zhang Jiao had no choice but to explain it to him helplessly.

"But the more powerful the spell, the more Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi needs to be mobilized. And in order to manipulate the vitality of heaven and earth, you need to put your own spiritual life out of your body. Once the manipulation of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi gets out of control, and the spiritual life that is released from the body, it will be hit hard. ”

"When I cast a spell to lead the thunder a few days ago, I was attacked by the 'natural righteousness' of the Han army, and although I was not injured much on the surface, it was actually injured and lost my life for decades. Now that my life is coming to an end, non-human beings can be recovered, and it has naturally become like this. ”

Hearing that this matter involved advanced fighting matters, Zhang Qiang knew that his knowledge in this area was very shallow, so he stopped mentioning it. Seeing this, Zhang Jiao asked again:

"Since you know that the future of my Dao is not good now, do you have a plan in mind?"

As for the future plan, Zhang Qiang had thought about it for a long time before crossing the Yellow River. Since he dared to come to Jizhou to wade into this muddy water, he naturally had a way to protect himself.

"In the nephew's opinion, my uncle is the backbone of the entire Taiping Dao and the Yellow Turban Army. With his uncle here, even if Huangfu Song goes north, our army will be able to defeat it. But if there is no uncle in charge, the defeat of our army is inevitable. ”

"Since the war will be lost, in the humble opinion of my nephew, I can choose the elite and avoid the mountains and forests. Jizhou is flat, not conducive to hiding, but in the west of the Taihang Mountains, stretching for thousands of miles, there are many mountains. Even if there were 100,000 officers and soldiers, they could not search for them one by one. As long as you dodge in, you can avoid the sharp edge of the Han army and wait for the time. ”

"Nanhua Lao Xian once mentioned to his nephew that four or five years later, Liu Hong [Emperor Ling of Han] will die, and there should be a great change in the Han family. After the great change, Hanjiazhou County will go its own way and divide the land. At that time, my Taiping Road will rise again, take advantage of the mutual attack between the princes of the state and county, fight steadily, occupy the state and county, and slowly expand, and will be able to replace the Liu family! ”

Listening to the arrogant words, Zhang Jiao sighed slightly. With a look of disappointment on his face, he asked insolently:

"After my death, the second and sixth brothers are still alive, and they may not be able to lead the Yellow Turban army and defeat the officers and soldiers. Mowgli, although you are talented, how cowardly are your mind? ”

When Zhang Jiao said this, Zhang Qiang did not reply. He made up his mind in his heart that he would not stay in Guangzong for long. Regardless of Zhang Jiao's attitude towards him, Zhang Jiao was ready to go his own way. What others think, that's not what they can think about.

Seeing that Zhang Qiang didn't speak, Zhang Jiao sighed again and said:

"It's easy to avoid the mountains and forests, but how can the mountains and forests feed 100,000 people? Taihang Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and how many people can be fed and clothed? What's more, if you need to live in the mountains and forests for four or five years, even if you have food and clothing, how can you appease people's hearts? ”

Zhang Jiao raised these questions, Zhang Qiang has thought of them. However, these questions don't really take much thought to think about at all. Because, with the ability to be arrogant, it is impossible to guarantee the supply of food and clothing for more than 100,000 people in any case. It is precisely because of his self-knowledge that he was arrogant, and his original plan was to take 2,000 of his subordinates to lurk in Taihang Mountain.

As for the other 100,000 Yellow Turban Army, they are not arrogant subordinates, what do you want him to do so much?

Moreover, if the main force of the Yellow Turban Army had not been annihilated, wouldn't the arrogance hiding in Taihang Mountain still be stared at by the Han army?

The traverser from the later generations is arrogant, although he can't completely control some of the instinctive reactions of his body, but he knows what it means to be "a friend of the dead path is not a dead poor way". No way, if you draw a deflated deck of cards in the casino, will you fold the cards, or will you decisively go to the bottom with your opponent?

Insolent self-questioning that his gambling is not fine, can not win this game, of course, to let go decisively, looking forward to the next bound good cards......

"The poisonous snake stings the hand, and the strong man breaks his wrist; The bee fly into his arms and immediately undressed. ”

Hearing Zhang Yan's euphemistic answer, even with Zhang Jiao's heart, he couldn't help but want to slap Zhang Yan's face. Hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban Army, can they say they don't want it? Can millions of pro-affiliated people be left behind with a single sentence?

However, Zhang Jiao immediately came back to his senses. The so-called not in his position, not in his politics. Zhang Qi is not the big leader of the Million Yellow Turbans, and of course there is no reason for him to take responsibility for the future of the Million Yellow Turbans. It's just that Zhang Jiao secretly wants to let Zhang Mad inherit his career, so he can't help but put this burden on Zhang Mad to try.

It's a pity that Zhang Qi is still too immature to shoulder the life and death of millions of yellow scarves. This point made Zhang Jiao, who fantasized about the arrogance behind the arrogance in his heart, feel deeply disappointed that he could point out the current situation.

- It's a pity......

Zhang Jiao didn't know that after his death, the abilities of Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang alone would not be able to carry the burden of hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban Army. Because of this, he fantasized that the arrogance could come up with something unexpectedly good. However, as one of the most wise people in the world today, Zhang Jiao quickly recovered his mind.

"Well...... Since Mowgli has your own plan, I won't say more. In the near future, you can go back to Julu City and worship your ancestors. I don't know when the next time I go back to Julu......"

"No."

Zhang Madness lowered his eyebrows and agreed.

Despite feeling a little disappointed, Zhang Jiao is still optimistic about the future of Zhang. After all, it is really difficult for a weak young man to do something that even Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang can't do. At the current age of insolence, Zhang Jiao asked himself that his performance back then was far inferior to insolence.

Even if he has been dormant for four or five years, six or seven years, he is still under the age of thirty, which can be regarded as extremely young. If the Han court at that time really had a big change as Zhang Qiang said, and the insolence that grew up, maybe he would really be able to create a new world by himself......

- Okay, let the sixth brother [Zhang Liang] cover for him!