It was January 196 A.D., just after the Lunar New Year. Shi Xin finally got the matter at hand in order and prepared to march towards Lishan.

In fact, he really doesn't have many things in his hands, and Zhuge Liang is in charge of big and small affairs. It's just that the Holy Sect has a large-scale celebration on the New Year, which requires him, the Holy Sect Master, and the Holy Maidens Cai Yan and Zhang Ning to attend.

This is a good opportunity to buy people's hearts and convey the class concept of the Holy Religion, and Shi Xin will not delay the big thing.

In the new year, everything needs to be forward.

At this time, he was sixteen years old, in his prime, and his status was transcendent. He is the lord of the five states, with monstrous power, and his every move has a bearing on the lives of the military and the people of the five states; he is the lord of the holy religion, and he is the lord of the world, and his words and deeds have unparalleled persuasive power for all the people in the world.

However, whether or not this will continue will depend on whether he can escape the "curse of Yuji".

January is still cold in the north, with frost everywhere. Shi Xin and Cai Yan walked along the Yellow River all the way to the west, walking in hiding. When I arrived at the boundary of Chang'an, I was even more cautious.

In fact, with their cultivation, they will not be easily discovered, but after stepping into Yongzhou, the atmosphere has become quite strange, and people have become sensitive and suspicious.

Standing on the top of Li Mountain, Shi Xin hid behind a big tree, looking at the Chang'an Holy Sect under the mountain, lonely and silent, gloomy and lifeless.

Farther away, the tall walls of Chang'an City loom in the sky, with towering buildings and splendid palaces inside.

"I don't know what happened to Liu Xie's cheap brother?

What Shi Xin was thinking about at the moment turned out to be the only relative in this world, Emperor Liu Xie.

The wind was strong on the top of the mountain, Cai Yan couldn't help but tighten his neckline, and pulled Shi Xin's sleeves, "Senior brother, let's go!"

Shi Xin looked back at the cautious Cai Yan, probably worried that he would be discovered by Sima Yi and the others and become nervous.

It's no wonder that Sima Yi's guy is either a corpse soldier or a corpse and a half-corpse, and the pulse device is also a soul conjuring banner and a soul devouring scythe and the like, revealing weirdness and forest everywhere, as long as he is a girl, he is afraid of him.

Shi Xin looked back at the palace again, took Cai Yan's hand tightly, and tumbled off the cliff.

............

This is the south gate of Chang'an City, guarded by two shrewd and capable soldiers.

They stood as straight as a benchmark, looking at the front with blazing eyes, not daring to relax in the slightest, even though there were few outsiders entering Chang'an.

The soldiers who can remain alive in Sima Yi's army have high military quality. There is a cruel rumor among them that once they are not well behaved and given up by their superiors, they have only one destination - to become a corpse soldier, or become a sacrifice of a corpse soldier.

I am afraid that if I can't walk two miles, I will be arrested and die even worse.

A figure came from afar, and the two guards saw it and hurriedly stopped.

"Someone came to report their names. Where did it come from, and what is the purpose? There must be no half-sentence to conceal, otherwise it will be reissued!"

One of the guards was on standby, and had already offered his veins to the comer. The other stood a foot behind him, blocking the gate with his body, and the veins had already been sacrificed.

This person is dressed in a clean robe, his beard is white, and he is tall but very thin, and at first glance, it gives people a feeling of being in shape. He was very old, and his eyes were a little sluggish, but he was quite quick to move, and he was much more flexible than the average old man.

The Taoist priest shrank back, pursed his lips and said, "Two officials, the old road has passed here, my legs and feet are sore, and my stomach is hungry, and I just want to go into the city to find a place to rest and eat." Use...... You don't need to get to the bottom of it, do you?"

"Old Taoist, I don't look like a bad person, I advise you, get out of here quickly, if you enter the city, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to leave. ”

The guards kindly advised, but there was no intention of letting them go. Instead, he handed the spear in his hand a foot forward, almost touching the throat of the Taoist priest.

"If you have something to say, don't ...... Don't use knives or guns!"

The Taoist priest was taken aback, took three steps back, and was still muttering in his mouth, "The dignified Han capital is not allowed to let people in, what is the reason?"

He craned his neck to look inside, but was stopped by the guards, urging, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Hmph, let's go!"

The Taoist priest's mouth kept opening and closing, cursing in a low voice, but he didn't dare to offend the guards, and reluctantly moved his steps and left the city gate.

The doorman was not accustomed to seeing him, nor was he in general knowledge, and returned to his post to stand firm, and everything was calm again.

The Taoist priest did not stay away, and after leaving the guard's sight, he turned a corner in the distance, and his pace suddenly accelerated several times, and he was under the city wall in an instant.

Closing his eyes and listening quietly, he knew that there was no one inside or outside the city wall, his feet were lightly touched on the ground, his body was violent, and he was on the city wall in a blink of an eye. I didn't see any change in his countenance, as if everything was normal, and his head fell down, and his big head fell downward. There was still a foot from the ground, stretched out his right hand to look at the ground, and then bounced up in the air, and the person was already five feet away.

If anyone saw the behavior of a Taoist priest, they would be shocked. Even an eighth-rank master like Shi Xin is ashamed of himself. He may be able to do it by jumping on the city wall, but if he lifts a weight like a Taoist priest, it seems that he only needs one or two percent of his strength, which is absolutely impossible.

You must know that the city wall of Chang'an is extremely tall, and Lu Bu, who was at the peak of the seventh rank back then, could not jump up, that is to say, the cultivation of Taoist priests is at least more than the eighth rank...... Or higher.

In broad daylight, the city of Chang'an is frighteningly quiet, and there are almost no pedestrians. Even if there are a few office officials, they are in a hurry, for fear of being entangled by something. Jiujiu Chinese

Occasionally, you can hear a baby's cry, but it suddenly disappears, probably because the adult covers its mouth. The smell of blood filled the air, like a dead city. The once prosperous capital is no longer beautiful, and it is even worse than the old capital of Luoyang, which was burned by a fire.

The Taoist priest obviously didn't want to stay too long, and it had a certain purpose. The depression of Chang'an is in his eyes, but he can't have any ripples in his heart.

"The place where the smell of blood is strongest is in the north, and that's where the palace is located...... The Blood Array must be inside the palace...... Lu'er's breath is also in it. ”

The Taoist priest frowned, feeling a sense of foreboding.

"I don't want to care about my junior brother's affairs, the survival of the Han Dynasty has nothing to do with me, so it's best to avoid them. But since Lu'er's mother came to find me, Lu'er must save her. Hey, I'm not over, I have miscellaneous things in my heart, and there is still a little gap from the fairy road. ”

"Senior brother knows that Lu'er is my grandson, will he really harm him?

This person is Zhang Daoling, the founding ancestor of the Zhengyi Church.

Zhang Lu's father Zhang Heng died early, and Zhang Lu's mother and son have lived in Zhang Daoling's Taoist temple since childhood.

However, Zhang Lu has always been indifferent to Taoism, and his talent is not on this, and he only thinks about dominating the world.

Zhang Daoling is a master of Taoism, and he has a very light view of mundane things. Taoism pays attention to quiet and inaction, and after many teachings, he realized that Zhang Lu was not suitable for cultivation, so he let it go, only providing a bite to eat, and was too lazy to take care of the rest. If it weren't for the grandchildren, they would have been knocked down the mountain a long time ago.

Finally, when Zhang Lu grew up, he found that many Taoist priests in the Zhengyi Sect were confused by the set in Zhang Lu's mouth, and there were 10,000 sectarians who were willing to follow him down the mountain to fight the country.

People's hearts are not ancient, and the Tao is difficult to change.

Zhang Daoling did not stop it, and even passed on the position of the head of the Zhengyi Sect to Zhang Lu, and became the idle cloud and wild crane himself, concentrating on cultivation. When he was about to go down the mountain, Zhang Lu cheekily asked Zhang Daoling to go to the control technique of the three thousand heavenly soldiers, and boasted that he would take the common people in the world as his mind and end this troubled world as soon as possible.

Since Zhang Daoling was ready to live in seclusion, there was no point in keeping the heavenly soldiers, and under the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the mother and son, he still fulfilled his wish.

Zhang Lu came down to the mountain, first won the trust of Liu Yan's father and son, and then rebelled, although he occupied Yizhou for a while, he was easily taken by Sima Yi.

Originally, Zhang Daoling didn't want to care, but Zhang Lu's mother found him and cried heartbreakingly, if you don't save my son, I will die in front of you, and in the end I was so annoyed that I promised to go down the mountain to save my grandson.

Shi Xin guessed well, Zhang Daoling is the eldest disciple of Nanhua Laoxian, Yu Ji is his youngest junior brother, and Zuo Ci is the third.

The two haven't seen each other for many years, and for some reason they have a grudge. Although many years have passed, the two are old, and many things that should be forgotten have been forgotten, but there is always a thorn in the heart, and it is better not to meet if you can.

This is also the main reason why Zhang Daoling refused to save Zhang Lu at the beginning. But this reason is not enough to explain to outsiders, especially a long-tongued woman like Zhang Lu's mother, he had to reluctantly agree, and after the matter was completed, he left at most and never let these two find him again.

Zhang Daoling found a vacant house with no one in place, stayed until it was dark, and sneaked into the palace. Identify the direction and easily find out the blood array hidden under the Weiyang Palace.

When passing by a certain palace, I saw that the palace door was closed, locked with a thick metal chain, and there was a foul sour smell from inside, and the people wanted to vomit.

Zhang Daoling's heart sank.

"In the palace, there is such a filthy place? Although the chain is thick, it is difficult to defeat the pulse master below the second rank, is it just an ordinary person imprisoned inside? But how can the person imprisoned in the deep palace be an ordinary person?"

He couldn't figure it out, although there was no breath of Zhang Lu here, he still couldn't help but be curious in his heart, and peeked inside through the gap.

He had excellent eyesight, and although the fog and lights were blinding, he could still see clearly.

A figure was curled up on the ground, his cape disheveled, his face facing outward, his face pale. When he saw his outfit clearly, wearing an old dragon robe, Zhang Daoling was taken aback.

"It turned out to be an emperor ......"

Liu Xie's eyes were gray and hollow, and the dead were more alive than him. His whole body was chained by some thick chains, his range of movement was very small, and he was stuffed with a ball of cloth in his mouth, probably for fear that he would seek death.

Suddenly, a "silky" sound came from Liu Xie's lower body, and after a while, there was a yellow liquid on the ground.

It's urine! Liu Xie remained motionless, as if he had not realized it.

At this time, Zhang Daoling noticed that Liu Xie's clothes were covered with his own excrement, and the stench came from him, but he was still indifferent.

Not far away, an iron food plate was knocked over, and several black-haired mice were squeaking around the food, feasting on it.

A generation of emperors, like stinky maggots living in a pit, is in the company of fecal rats and completely loses the dignity of an emperor.

No, there is no human dignity, not even a dog!

"It's really a human tragedy, junior brother and Sima Yi actually treated him like this, it's better to give him a stab!

Zhang Daoling's Taoist skills are exquisite, and he has rarely moved in recent years, but in this situation, he has become angry, and there is an impulse in his heart, just wanting to save Liu Xie.

"Alas, everyone has their own karmic debts, so don't you care......

Finally calmed himself down, Zhang Daoling, who was depressed, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and left the palace with his steps.