Zhang Jiao felt that his Yuan Shen incarnation was sending out a plea for help, and the Nanhua ritual in the Sun Jing Wheel was erased!

It would have been impossible.

In disbelief, this great sage and good teacher, General Tiangong, couldn't help but show anger and regret in his eyes.

He is the first to show talent, Huai Cai did not meet, he had to meet Nanhua, awarded immortal arts, at first he was grateful, and then as his cultivation deepened, he preached peace, and gradually realized that he was just a chess piece pushed out by the immortal road, in order to shake the Han Dynasty and disturb the world.

How could Zhang Jiao be willing to be the pioneer of the king, so he insisted on growing, accumulating strength, and laid out for more than ten years before he had the current momentum of the Yellow Turban Army.

According to Zhang Jiao's personal wishes, he was unwilling to come to Luoyang City to provoke on the occasion of the incident.

However, the immortal road calculated, the heavenly machine was disturbed, and he suspected that the prince was the source of change, and took the Rijing wheel as the sustenance, so that Zhang Jiao could refine the incarnation of the Yuan Shen and cultivate into a great advance, and promised that after the matter was completed, the three books would be combined and returned to the emperor.

The three books given by Nanhua are the pinnacle of treasures, and the origin is even greater, the three books are one, and they can become the emperor's book, and the emperor's mirror and the emperor's chair are as famous as the mystery.

Xuanqi can suppress a country's luck, if there is really a book of the emperor in hand, after overthrowing the Han Dynasty, Zhang Jiao will have the confidence to establish a new dynasty.

It was precisely because of the interests and all kinds of promises that Nanhua set up rituals to ensure that nothing went wrong, so Zhang Jiao set off here.

In order to have no worries, he sent away his two younger brothers, thinking that he could advance and retreat freely, but now the Nanhua Dharma Ritual has been erased!

Zhang Jiao suddenly sat down.

The incarnation of the Yuan God inherited all his memories, once the soul search was suppressed, the tactical arrangements of the Yellow Turban Army in various places, the generals of the Qu Shuai, and the situation in the court would be clearly known.

The original god incarnated for help, and had to be saved!

"The Three Immortals Sect Misunderstood Me!"

At this moment, Zhang Jiao sighed, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a yellow mang suddenly rushed straight into the sky and exploded in the air.

"General Tiangong is calling!"

The strange fluctuations turned into ripples, and in Luoyang City, the streets that were already chaotic by the nectar falling from the sky, people of different shapes and appearances raised their heads one after another, looked at the sky, and felt the unique power of calling.

These people are all the fine works of the Yellow Turban Army in Luoyang, all over all walks of life, although most of them are in the lower classes, and they are far from infiltrating the palace like the Heavenly Ninja Sect, but the sudden attack is still not to be underestimated.

"Die for the Heavenly General!"

A grain of fairy beans were sprinkled, and the yellow turban wrestlers suddenly appeared in the city, rampage, and for a while, people on Luoyang Street turned on their backs, wailing everywhere.

At this time, a carriage was slowly moving towards the city gate.

The four hooves of the electric horse are lightly trampled, the body is hollowed out with vermilion paint, inlaid with silver and white ancient jade, and the wheels are hidden in the sound of wind and thunder.

"Miss, what kind of person do you say Wei Gongzi is? With the power of the Hedong Wei clan, can you help the old man return to Luoyang? That is the Wei family that has produced the great general Wei Qing and the empress Wei Zifu!"

In fact, there were two young girls sitting in the carriage, and the girl who looked like a maid was full of longing and was very excited.

The young lady is younger than Lin Chaoying when she just broke the ice, but she is quiet and gentle, with a layer of light makeup on her face, a few strands of hair hanging down, and her petite body is wearing extremely formal Hanfu, which adds charm beyond her age, and has a strange sense of beauty, and she said lightly: "It's a good thing that my father doesn't return to Luoyang." ”

"How?"

The maid was anxious: "The old man is a great Confucian, a talented man, how much His Majesty trusted him in the past, it was because he listened to the slander of those eunuchs, so he had to avoid the rivers and seas!"

"You don't understand!"

The young lady sighed leisurely, stroked Yaoqin, and suddenly raised her head and looked ahead.

"Beware!"

There was an exclamation from the coachman outside, and the carriage, which had been extremely stable, suddenly stopped, and the young lady leaned forward, and with a slight movement, the pearl of the hair ornament trembled, and the ring jingled.

"Miss, I'll protect you!"

The maid got up suddenly, her tastured little face full of nervousness, took a deep breath, and got out of the carriage.

So, she was shocked to see two nine-foot-tall, invulnerable Yellow Turban wrestlers sweeping in all directions and rushing towards the carriage.

"Help!"

The huge size gap made the little maid, who had no combat experience, tremble in fright, and subconsciously sent out a cry for help.

It's a pity that at this time, those who run fast have already slipped away, and those who are weak and weak are seriously injured and fall to the ground by the Yellow Turban Lux, who can save them?

"Take Miss away!"

The coachman rose up, whipped towards the chasing lightning, and the men and horses were one, showing the strength of the Divine Courage Realm, and burst out of the secret trick, crashing towards the Yellow Turban Lux.

"Uncle Ho!"

Seeing the coachman give up his life, the maid was stupid, and she didn't know to pull out the young lady in the carriage.

But at this moment, she suddenly saw two people appear in mid-air, resisting the wind and keeping their feet on the ground, heading towards the city gate.

"My lord is the great Confucian Cai Yong (yōng), my lord, save us!"

The maid is so clever that she hurriedly called for help, and even pointed out her identity.

Although the great Confucian Cai Yong is in trouble now, he was famous all over the world back then, and no one knew who knew him.

However, what the maid didn't expect was that the first person did not squint, and looked out of the city with extreme concentration, without pausing for the slightest, and the person behind him also left.

"Help us!"

The maid burst into tears, and when she saw that the coachman was about to be beaten to death by two yellow turban wrestlers, there was a sudden sound of a ding-dong melodious piano in the carriage.

Although it is an intermittent note, it is extremely natural and coordinated, and the spirit bird and crane echo in the void, rushing towards the Yellow Turban Lux one after another, and finally living and dying, turning into two fairy beans bursting open, dyed yellow.

Refining the gods to the sky!

"Miss broke through?"

The life-and-death crisis was lifted, and the maid cried with joy and collapsed to the ground.

On the other side, listening to the wails and cries for help along the way, the King of the Plains watched frequently.

Gu Cheng turned a deaf ear and ignored it, and his attention was all on the confrontation outside the city.

Luoyang in this world has a population of tens of millions, and the places that the Yellow Turban Thieves can disturb are only a drop in the bucket, and compared to the target, the sacrifice is completely acceptable.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion swept the world, and many innocent people died in the land of Bazhou, as an emperor, how could he not even have this choice?

What's more, the chaos in the city was the arrangement made by Zhang Jiao in order to allow his Yuan Shen incarnation to escape, which showed that Zhang Jiao was in a hurry.

Indeed, as Gu Cheng approached, Zhang Jiao felt more and more clearly the request for help from the incarnation of the Yuan Shen, and he refused to leave even more.

However, after the Red Dragon Guard suppressed the Yellow Dragon, who was making waves, he immediately killed, and when the monstrous army was pressed down again, Zhang Jiao snorted and fell to the ground.

"Three immortals help me!"

Seeing that it was difficult to support alone, he folded his sleeves, but he bowed from afar, and an altar appeared in the void, on which stood more than a dozen majestic figures, one of which turned into a real image and walked forward.

In an instant, the sky swirled, and the heavenly river rolled upside down, heading towards the Red Dragon Guard.

"Yu Ji, An dares to confuse people with illusions!"

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(Thanks to the book friends "Tianjing, Hun Tian Baojian" and "Mijia Ershao" for their tips.) ）