On the afternoon of the sixth day, the north wind howled and the south wind surged, and a temple outside the Golden Gate City seemed to be extremely fragile and insignificant.

"Great sage and good teacher, Zhang Bai is asking to see him outside the tent!"

Sitting in meditation was a middle-aged man with a yellow deer crown on his head, dressed in a Taoist robe, and his feet and gait, his slightly closed eyes slightly fluttered his eyelids twice after hearing the sound of the disciples outside.

"Alas~, let him in!"

The middle-aged man who sighed lightly seemed to have expected the result of Zhang Baiqi's early return, so after shaking off the miscellaneous things in his mind, he slowly stood up, and asked the soldiers outside the tent to let his proud disciple come in and speak.

"Teacher, the disciple is incompetent, and he has betrayed the trust of the teacher! The canal department of the capital was not in his hands. ”

Zhang Baiqi, who hurriedly opened the curtain of the door and came in, knelt down in front of the incomparably majestic man with a face full of shame.

You must know that before leaving, his teacher told him to use any means to keep the canals of the capital in his hands, so that when the time comes, he will echo the forces of the whole country.

It was even pointed out that it is very likely that someone in the canal department of the capital will rebel and someone will seize power. But how could he, who is arrogant, ever look down on these rabbles who are capable and incapable, and who want to obey and are not obedient? If he wasn't so rash, with his ability to ride white, how could he not easily control the canal of this capital!

It is precisely because of his selfish contempt for the capital canal department and the Tianding canal marshal Ma Yuanyi, who is only a little clever, and his unpreparedness for Tang Zhou's ambitions, that he has caused the ending that the capital canal department may be ruined, which can be regarded as a big blow to Zhang Baiqi, who has always pursued perfection.

"That's it, that's it, it's a thing that God does! With my ability, trying to rebel against Heaven is really not greedy enough! ”

Hearing Zhang Baiqi's confession full of shame, the prime man seemed to have expected this matter a long time ago. Thereupon. He just smiled helplessly, and took two steps forward to personally support this useful disciple.

"It's the disciple who is incompetent, the disciple ......"

I didn't hear the teacher's angry scolding, but this made Zhang Baiqi even more ashamed. Because of the arrogance of his character, he led the teacher's good chess to be ruined, and he really deserved to die.

"You don't have to slander secretly, this matter is already destined by God, but you don't accept the teacher! Defy! ”

At this moment, the middle-aged man looked very excited, as if he was complaining about the injustice of God. It also seems that human beings cannot reverse the sorrow of God! Anyway, the middle-aged man at this time, being ridden by Zhang Bai broke his usual calm mentality and became violent.

"Teacher, it's the disciple who is useless, and the teacher's instructions are not taken to heart......

Seeing the middle-aged man's self-pitying expression, Zhang Baiqi felt that his character was too arrogant and too easy to do bad things, and this incident also forced him to recognize and correct this shortcoming, and finally became a member of the Yellow Turban Tiger General. On the battlefield, it repeatedly caused various difficulties to the Han army.

"Okay, with the teacher, remember the lesson this time! Although we are irreversible in the end, we must do our best to live, for our faith, our yellow sky, to live! ”

After all, the middle-aged man is a sophisticated and resolute person, and after just lamenting for a while, he motivates himself again, so as to quickly get out of his own low state. and dragged the disciple he had always been optimistic about out of this state.

"For our yellow sky, fight! War! War! ”

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or pretending, when Zhang Baiqi heard the word 'yellow sky'. Suddenly, he swept away the low light just now and became fanatical, and his eyes were full of bright red, hot bright red!

"Alright, Bai Qi, go back and have a good rest. Although things have turned out like this, but. The local armies of the Han army did not have time to react. Rest well tonight, and tomorrow morning, we will swear blood and overthrow the sky that weighs on us! ”

The middle-aged man, who seemed to have changed his face, finally changed back to his original appearance of not being sad or happy after a few flashes. Anyway, it's already here, since that's the case, it's better to have a good fight! The ending is still doomed, but our hearts are blazing, using our blood to stain our yellow queen soil!

"Teacher, the disciple has retired. Teachers also have a good rest, the direction you guide is the direction we will struggle for! ”

Zhang Baiqi is not the kind of hypocritical person, after admitting his mistakes and remembering his mistakes, he adjusted most of his mentality. Compared with the general trend of tomorrow, the reimbursement of the Beijing Canal Department is just a small accident!

"Let's go~"

The middle-aged man, who had said a word, slowly walked back to his futon, sat down quietly, and then quietly closed his eyes and continued to meditate just now~

"Disciple farewell!"

Seeing the state of his teacher, Zhang Baiqi, who knew what he was going to do, immediately clasped his hands and saluted and quietly retreated.

"Heavens? Yellow sky? Alas! What is the purpose of my Zhang Jiao's deposit? ”

When the curtain fell, the subtle sound was captured by the middle-aged man's ears, and the middle-aged man, who shook his ears, sighed helplessly.

And the exclamation just now is also a betrayal of his identity, the unparalleled military and unique spiritual leader of the Yellow Turban Army - General Tiangong, Zhang Jiao!

In the history of China, this Zhang Jiao is an unavoidable avoidance of the existence of zài. His Yellow Turban Rebellion directly shook the already crumbling foundation of the Han Dynasty, and also directly caused the princes to have their own soldiers and horses, forming a tail in the Han court. At the beginning, the Yellow Turban Army he organized was invincible and invincible because of its dreams, but soon, this rebel army followed the old path of all rebel armies in Chinese history. The Yellow Turban Army, which was originally a toiling public, could not achieve equal interests in the continuous development and growth, coupled with the encirclement and suppression of the Han Dynasty and the inexplicable death of their spiritual leader Zhang Jiao, so the Yellow Turban Army that was in the world for a while was extinguished by the Han Army in an instant, although there were several Yellow Turban Army restorations behind, but it was obviously no longer the general trend of Zhang Jiao back then, so Zhang Jiao was like a heart to a person, and it was indispensable!

However, in this somewhat fantasy and outrageous world, it is still worth considering whether Zhang Jiao can regain the meteor-like glory of his Chinese history.

Meng Li's army is eyeing the tiger, and the will of the sky must not be rebelled, can Zhang Jiao lead the Yellow Turban Army to fight his own way in this world? Unwilling to follow fate, can they break through the boundaries drawn by fate? In this magical continent, can he rely on various magical techniques to achieve immortality and lead the Yellow Turban to his own path? (To be continued.) )