Zhang Jiao is so cultivated, the movement within a radius of dozens of miles is within the scope of his divine will and there is nothing to hide, Tang Zhou was angry in the dantian in the house, and he died by cutting himself, he didn't have to turn his head back, and his heart was clear.

"Ugh..."

The yellow-robed Taoist carried it with one hand, shook his head, held the nine-section scepter, and continued to walk forward.

The expression on his face was flat, but on closer inspection, he could still see the trace of sadness in his eyes.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless!

After all, he is a disciple who has been teaching for decades, and the past scenes are vivid.

In fact, Zhang Jiao did leave his hand just now.

Betraying the entire Taiping Dao teachings is completely unacceptable to Zhang Jiao, who has devoted his life to realizing the concept of equality of all beings.

He didn't slap Tang Zhou to death directly, he already had a lot of affection.

But even if he couldn't bear it anymore, he would not continue to keep the spells that belonged to the Taiping Dao on Tang Zhou.

Abolishing his cultivation is the best choice for him.

But judging from the current situation, although his disciple is a little greedy for life and afraid of death, he still has a bit of bloody arrogance after all.

Rather than losing one's cultivation and being subject to others for the rest of one's life, it is better to be straightforward and die with dignity.

The Taoist thought for a while, but still used the spirit talisman to summon a disciple, collected Tang Zhou's corpse, and ordered a thick burial.

Seeing the disciple transporting Tang Zhou's corpse gradually moving away, looking at Tang Zhou, who was still jumping around in front of him a quarter of an hour ago, in an instant, he had already returned to the netherworld, and there was no sound, Zhang Jiao's face was stunned, and he sighed.

In fact, he is also worried about his future.

When he reached the realm of Zhang Jiao, one thought and one action could decide the life and death of tens of millions of people, and one of his choices directly determined the changes in the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty in the future.

He thinks and thinks much more than anyone else.

However, will he be able to retreat?

No!

Because this is the way for which he is willing to dedicate his life!

Meditation and qi practice in the futon is practice, wandering the red dust and tasting suffering is practice, turning the spirit rune into rain for the common people and dispelling disasters is practice, and being at a loss in the heart of suffering is also practice!

Life is the time of cultivation, how can you take a step back!

Even if there is no one behind him, the Taiping Dao veins are scattered, and only he is a Taoist wearing a square scarf and a yellow robe left in the vast heaven and earth, he will not take a step back!

What is seeking? This is seeking the Tao, what is cultivation? This is the practice!

......

Amber wine, jasper, golden foot bottle, jade plate, food is picturesque, wine is like a spring, the guqin is rippling, and the bell is dingdong.

The main hall is decorated with patterns carved by gold threads, and the brilliant light shines in all directions, showing the sense of supreme and noble.

On the throne of the golden lacquer carved dragon in the hall, there is a king who looks down on the world.

Below, singing and dancing are leveling, and the sleeves are fluttering; The bell rings and the chime is struck, and the music is melodious.

The sandalwood lit on the pedestal was smoky.

Deep palace, drunk gold.

It's just a small space, but it covers the whole world.

"There is a book, nothing to retreat from the dynasty~~"

The sharp and piercing cry spread from the top of the hall to the outside of the hall door, and the tone was elongated, which made people feel uncomfortable when they listened, but all the ministers in the hall were accustomed to it, and some of them showed some unsafe colors on their faces.

"Your Majesty, a few days ago, the two states of Qingdao and Hebei were hit by a great epidemic, killing and injuring countless civilians, almost forming a disaster, but fortunately, Zhang Jiao, the great sage and good teacher of the Taiping Dao, and his disciples took action, rushed to the counties, and successfully cured the people who were suffering from the disease, and eliminated a disaster invisibly."

"From the minister's point of view, Taiping Dao's move is beneficial to the country, and it should be greatly commended to correct its merits!"

Seeing that Feng Zhen, the chief waiter looked down, a short waiter with a beard on his chin hurriedly took the lead and said to Liu Hong, the emperor of the Han Dynasty on the high seat.

Seeing this short and fat squire who hurriedly took the lead, the courtiers next to him all subconsciously showed a sense of disgust, and several colleagues around him who were holding wat boards moved to the side quietly, ashamed of being in his company.

In the Han Dynasty, those who relied on the nepotism of eunuchs for promotion would be looked down upon by scholars from families or poor families.

Seeing this, the short and fat squire was already very ordinary, so he thought he hadn't seen it, his expression had not changed, and he still bowed his head, waiting for the reply of the Han Emperor Liu Hong.

"Oh?"

"This Taiping Dao is really dedicated to the people of Li in this world."

"Several times of disaster relief and treatment, there is the figure of this great sage and good teacher."

"If you really do merit to the country, you should be rewarded."

"Zhang Rang, Xu Feng, what do you two think?"

Liu Hong, who was wearing an imperial crown and a five-clawed golden dragon robe, heard the following twists and turns, his expression was lazy, his eyes were still staring at the handsome maids holding jade jade plates around him, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, his eyes did not turn, and he said to the two eunuchs standing and serving around him.

Wake up to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beauties.

All over the world, there is only Liu Hong who has this honor.

Hearing the emperor's inquiry, Zhang Rang and Xu Feng naturally didn't dare to slack off, you know, this person in front of him is a cloudy and uncertain lord, and he may change his face in the next second.

The two glanced at each other, Zhang Rang took the lead and took the lead and replied to Liu Hong:

"Your Majesty, as far as our family knows, what this official said below is true."

"But if it's a reward, it's not necessary."

"After all, this Taiping Dao is a missionary under the rule of our Han Dynasty, and it is a great honor for Your Majesty to allow them to preach, so it is completely right for them to do something that is beneficial to the country."

"Your Majesty doesn't have to worry too much."

Xu Feng, who was next to him, heard Zhang Rang's words, silently retracted the steps he wanted to take out, and became silent.

As soon as these remarks came out, it not only confirmed that everything that Taiping Dao did was the right way and was beneficial to the country, but also weakened the threat to Taiping Dao in the heart of Emperor Han.

kills two birds with one stone, and at first glance it is the master who receives money to do things.

Xu Feng muttered in his heart, but this did not go against his original intention, so he was also happy to see Zhang Rang exonerate Taiping Dao.

As for why Xu Feng is facing the Taiping Dao, of course, it is because he Xu Feng is also a believer in the Taiping Dao.

After listening to Zhang Rang's remarks, Liu Hong nodded lightly.

"That's right..."

"Then do what Zhang Daban said, although Taiping Dao has made meritorious contributions to the epidemic, it is only with the acquiescence of our Han Dynasty that I can have the opportunity to preach, and I will issue a decree and reward it slightly."

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Liu Hong rubbed his eyebrows, his mind was empty, and he continued to ask absent-mindedly.

After waiting for a while, no one stepped forward to ask for a play, Liu Hong just wanted to wave his hand and retreat, but he saw outside the door, a middle-aged scribe with a length of eight feet and a tall and slender figure, holding a wat board, walked quickly to the center of the hall, and saluted Liu Hong, who showed a bitter face, and then straightened his clothes, solemnly said:

"Back to Your Majesty, the old minister has something to do!"