Light and seven years, summer.

The Hanzhong Five Doumi Sect advocated cultivation, was pardoned by the imperial court, and led the sect to attack Jingzhou with eight million followers.

Zhang Xiu called for wind and rain, Zhang Bao sprinkled beans into soldiers, and the two sides fought more than ten times, each with a victory or defeat.

However, the five buckets of rice sects covered the golden car feathers, drove the dragon and the tiger, scattered into the counties, wantonly bought people's hearts, shook their faith, and at the same time united the family, the inside and the outside should be united, and they took several counties in a row, and for a time the Yellow Turban Army was defeated and retreated.

However, Xiangyang was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the Yellow Turban Army used this as a basis to wait until the Wudou Mijiao was no longer sharp, and counterattacked, recovering the lost ground again and again, and the two sides fell into a stalemate.

A month later.

Jizhou, Julu.

Zhang Liang stood in the hall, looking at the three statues, the left and right spiritual light manifested, but the middle was a clay carved wood sculpture, revealing a sad color: "Big brother, I didn't expect that day of farewell, that is, our brothers are separated by heaven and man, you have a spirit in the sky, bless us, avenge you, and subvert the Han family......"

"Report!"

At this moment, someone outside reported that the nine-foot-tall, mighty Bo Cai strode in, and his voice rumbled like thunder: "Three Sect Masters!"

Zhang Liang frowned and scolded: "If you leave your post without permission, you won't go back!"

Bo Cai said angrily: "Guard, guard, how long will it take?

Zhang Liang was helpless: "We defend the city and have a big advantage, the Han army will attack sooner or later, and when the time comes, we can ...... if we defeat its sharpness."

"Te's weakness!"

Before he finished speaking, Bo Cai actually interrupted directly: "That's what you said last month, and as a result, the Han army has been besieging for a month! How can there be any signs of attacking? Third Sect Master, are you afraid of the Great Han and dare not avenge the Great Sage and Good Master?"

"Presumptuous!"

Zhang Liang's face sank, and he shouted, and a book of heaven faintly appeared above his head, and he pressed it down wildly.

Bo Cai snorted, half-knelt down, panting, a little afraid, but his eyes were red, and he came up brutely, but he raised his head and came angrily.

Zhang Liang's head ached faintly.

He knew very well why this was happening.

The thirty-six commanders of the Yellow Turban Army were originally all over the eight states in the world, and each of them had already drawn up their territory and divided the pie.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Jiao died, the Yellow Turban Army suffered setbacks again and again, Zhang Liang listened to the advice of the strategist Tian Feng, gathered his strength, gathered in the two states of Hebei and Jing, one south and one north to meet the Han army.

In this way, the Yellow Turban Army streamlined its administration, had sufficient food and grass, and its combat effectiveness increased greatly, and it was not afraid to confront the Han army head-on, and it was more able to rely on the benefits of the city to drag the Han army down.

At that time, the thieves and bandits from all sides will be from the clouds, and the foreign clans will take advantage of the situation to attack, and the Yellow Turban Army will have the opportunity to enter the world, destroy the Liu family, and avenge Zhang Jiao.

But that is the general trend, and at this stage, it has become more monks and less porridge, and the interests are uneven.

Originally, according to Tian Feng's plan, he wanted to defeat the Song army and resolve the internal contradictions with a great external victory.

Unexpectedly, the Song army only besieged but not attacked, and the situation was strangely in a stalemate situation.

As a result, the orthodox court was not in a hurry, but the rebels were in a hurry.

"Does General Bocai want to commit the following crimes? Thirty-six Qu Shuai pushed you out, and what benefits did you promise the general?"

Fortunately, at this moment, Lang Lang's voice came, and Tian Feng stepped into the hall.

He had a square face, a straight nose, a dignified appearance, and looked directly at Bocai, who didn't dare to look at him, snorted angrily, and turned to leave.

"Thanks to Mr. for breaking the siege!"

Zhang Liang bowed his hand to Tian Feng.

As soon as Zhang Jiao died, the disadvantages of Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao's lack of prestige were revealed.

He was indeed able to force Bocai and severely punish him for the crimes he had committed, but the consequence was to completely stimulate the contradictions.

Tian Feng accepted it calmly, and said: "General, the pressure on the Han army is not less than ours, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun have asked for war many times, but they have been suppressed by the prince, and there are rumors that the prince is afraid of war, and within a month, the Song army will attack the city!"

"That's good!"

Zhang Liang breathed a long sigh of relief, but saw that Tian Feng's face was solemn and did not ease, and asked, "What is Mr. worried about?"

Tian Feng's eyes flashed: "The prince is by no means unscrupulous, even if he forcibly presses the army, there must be a follow-up move, within this month, no matter what happens, the general must not attack!"

"Report!"

Zhang Liang was just about to agree, as if echoing Tian Feng's materiality, someone outside suddenly reported again, but this time it was another Qu Shuai Han Zhong who entered the room.

"Three Sect Masters, something is wrong! Guangzong has an epidemic, although we use Fu Shui to cure the disease, but now rumors are spreading, the armies are making a lot of trouble, and many soldiers have to go home to help the disaster!"

Han Zhong's face was pale, and there was a black gas around his palms, which slowly sent it and floated towards Zhang Liang: "That's it, creating an epidemic!"

"Ghostly!"

Zhang Liang stretched out his hand to take it, wrapped his fingers, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he roared angrily: "Wudou Mi teaches Zhang Xiu, dare to do this? No, I want to fight!"

Seeing Zhang Liang rushing out, Tian Feng's face sank, and he stopped in front of him: "Have you forgotten the promise you made just now? This is obviously the prince's backhand, and you can't be fooled!"

Zhang Liang hurriedly said: "Sir, this matter is extraordinary, this is a drunken ghost, once it escapes the world, it will cause a catastrophe!"

Tian Feng's face changed when he heard this, but he didn't believe it: "Since it was suppressed by Zhang Tianshi back then, how dare they release it?"

"It's not them, it's Zhang Xiu!"

Zhang Liang gritted his teeth: "If the Wudou Rice Sect is still the Heavenly Master Dao, then the three generations of Heavenly Master Zhang Lu will never dare to do this evil act, but Zhang Xiu is usurping power, there are no taboos, if he lets go of the Heavenly Master Seal, then Jizhou will become a ghost in the world!"

Tian Feng just shook his head: "No way, the prince will not allow this kind of lose-lose method, general, don't be impatient, this is a trick to intimidate!"

Zhang Liang's face was cloudy: "No, the stakes are very high, and the Three Immortal Sect must be reported!"

Tian Feng stopped again: "General, don't make extraneous branches, we just need to respond to all changes with the same, and the Han army will be defeated!"

Zhang Liang flicked his sleeves: "Zhang Tianshi is a lineage of Taiqing, the Three Immortals have to pass on the Yuqing lineage, and my Taoist has the same qi and branches, how can it be extraordinary?"

"The demon road is a thief, it's just a raccoon dog!"

Tian Feng saw that Zhang Liang did not listen to the advice, a wisp of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he said secretly in his heart.

Zhang Liang was so sensitive that he stabbed Tian Feng's eyes, and he was very angry, but he forcibly pressed it down, bowed his hand, and left abruptly.

Not long after, overseas Penglai received the news that Nanhua went out to visit friends, and Zuo Ci, who was out of the customs, pinched his fingers and counted: "There seems to be a change in the capital, and the seal of the Heavenly Master is not in the hands of Zhang Ling's descendants, so it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be done in vain!"

Yu Ji's eyes lit up when he heard this: "If you are in trouble, you can get humanitarian merits, I am willing to do it!"

He was severely injured by the Yan Dragon, and he has used countless elixirs so far, but he can't recover as before, how can he miss this opportunity?

Zuo Ci pondered for a moment: "I'm afraid it's a trap, don't be impatient!"

Yu Ji thought of the Yanlong Shenwei, and he really had palpitations, and his eyes rolled: "Then let Mishima Shiying go out to practice together!"

Zuo Ci shook his head: "The ten Ying's heart is undecided, and it is inevitable that he will give birth to a family (yǔ jǔ)!"

Yu Ji sneered: "The family sits back and watches us support the Taiping Dao, and wants to take advantage of the situation when the country is broken, and now that the Yellow Turban is defeated, and we want to reap the benefits, we and them will always be friends and enemies!"

Seeing that Zuo Ci was silent, Yu Ji said again: "If the yellow scarf is extinguished, it will be difficult for us to enter the Central Plains within ten years, so don't worry, let it go!"

Zuo Ci bowed slightly, his hand showed a spiritual light, and he summoned the message.

In a short time, dozens of streamers fell, turning into a heroic figure of the Dao, and the aura of the ten disciples led by them was even more vast and condensed, and their cultivation was successful.

Zuo Ci's gaze swept over, and fell on a young man with a wooden expression in the center, and said gently: "Ge Xuan, I will pass on your Dunjia Heavenly Book, this time you enter the Central Plains, and you must protect your junior brothers and sisters!"

The young man raised his head and looked at Zuo Ci with fixed eyes: "Master, my six-turn golden pill is about to open the furnace, I won't go!"

With that, he turned and left.

Zuo Ci's face was a little helpless, more relieved, and his eyes turned to the first woman on the left, and he really had a headache: "Hongchang, go to the Central Plains, don't make trouble, remember?"

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, and captivated the country and the city: "Second Master, if I say I remember, do you believe it?"

Zuo Ci was speechless, with big sleeves, Dunjia Tianshu did not enter the woman's forehead: "Go to rest! Go to rest!"

The next moment, led by the nine dazzling lights, dozens of treasure boats left the Three Immortal Islands and headed straight for the Shenzhou Continent.

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