Chapter 135 The Cruelest Curse in the World

It's easy to say.

This majestic sentence was the first time and the only time Yuan saw that Taoist's eyebrows raised, and it was the first time he understood what the number one true cultivator in China was.

The talisman turned into a stream of light and wrapped around the dagger.

Zhang Jiao slashed down with all his strength, his sword energy surged, and the incomparably powerful true dragon of luck was torn apart in an instant.

then,

Yuan Yuan saw that the shattered luck turned into small dragons, beasts, and tigers. In this dim and drowsy illusion, the scene was so magnificent and vast that people couldn't help but lose their minds, as if the sky and the earth were changing colors.

The collapse of luck in the Great Zhou gave birth to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods.

And this will inevitably give birth to a bright era comparable to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods.

But the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were five hundred years long.

But this time, these brilliant characters will appear in just a few decades at the same time, and heroes stand side by side. It is an extremely bright time even in the vast five thousand years of China. At the same time, in Luoyang Palace, the young The twenty-seven-year-old Lingdi suddenly fainted for a stick of incense without warning.

and died just five years later.

Emperor Han no longer regained his previous authority.

Yuan didn't know this, he just stared blankly at the brilliant light going back and forth, and was a little stunned. Suddenly, the Taoist standing in front of the light shook and fell backwards. When it was down, the scattered luck, like bright starlight, burst into all directions of Shenzhou.

Yuan supported Zhang Jiao, and saw the stream of light shooting all over Shenzhou.

When one of the Tenglongs flew over A Yuan, the boy's palm lightly brushed against its scales.

But this time, Zhang Jiao completely fell ill.

He could barely get out of the field, and he ate very little. A Yuan took care of him by Zhang Jiao's side, and watched the young Taoist lose weight bit by bit. One day, Zhang Jiao suddenly became very happy and ate a bowl of porridge. , and even ate a chicken, but Yuan had an extremely ominous premonition in his heart.

Zhang Jiao asked Yuan to fetch "Taiping Essentials".

He stroked the classics that he had reintroduced from the old to bring forth the new, and remained silent for a long time, then suddenly opened the contents, tore off the pages of the book related to cutting the dragon's veins, and threw them directly into the stove. He was stopped by Zhang Jiao.

This action made Zhang Jiao's body worse, coughing violently.

The boy hurriedly beat Zhang Jiao's back, but at this moment, the brazier shook suddenly.

Some of the pages were blown up by the wind from the fire and flew out of the house. Yuan was startled, and ran out to search according to what Zhang Jiao said, but suddenly saw a bad wind blowing up from the flat ground, which made these pages of Taiping Essentials fly away. No, with the youth's foot strength, it is impossible to catch up.

Zhang Jiao was a little tired, looking into the distance, silent for a long time, said:

"Forget it, is it God's will..."

He handed the rest of the peace essentials to the young man, and said softly: "Take it, here is what I have learned in Taoism all my life, including heaven and earth, yin and yang, five elements, ten branches, disasters, and gods..."

Knowing his physical condition, the young man said:

"Teacher, I don't have the talent to finish my studies."

Zhang Jiao smiled and stretched out his hand to rub the boy's head, and said softly:

"It's okay, if you can't learn well, then take a few more apprentices and teach them these things. If this knowledge can assist one of them to calm down the troubled times, that would be the best. Those celestial phenomena of yin and yang, Somewhat useful..."

The boy was silent for a long time, then nodded seriously.

Zhang Jiao said: "Your child's health is poor, you should pay more attention in the future. Originally, Bai Qi or A Yan should be more suitable for this burden, but think about it again, they have the kind of character that rises from power, I'm afraid It's even more inappropriate."

Lying on the bed, he murmured: "This world is going to be chaotic, but I started this chaos again."

"Actually, it's a bit ridiculous to think about it. As a Taoist, I failed to leave a complete inheritance, but as a Han, I broke the dragon veins of the Han Dynasty. I wanted to cure diseases and save people, but instead caused more people to die. But I think, silent and silent, so peaceful death In the corner, it is even more intolerable."

"Ah Yuan, after you break the dragon's veins, will there be an overlord who also thinks about the lives of ordinary people? If there is, you can go to him. If it doesn't work, it's good to farm and grow vegetables. There are a few acres of land. You can have a good life.”

"Actually, I still hope that you just find a few disciples, open a Taoist temple to cure diseases and save people, and then raise the little Taoist priests, teach them Taoism, medical skills, etc., and then the little Taoist priests grow up, and then go to cure diseases and save people. The world is peaceful, open a Taoist temple again, and take in a few little Taoist priests..."

"Actually, Master told you that Master is just a liar."

"I told them that there is a golden age, but I actually don't know what it looks like, and I don't know whether there will be true peace in future generations."

Zhang Jiao smiled and patted the child's head.

"Don't starve to death."

The boy looked up, tears streaming down his face.

The young Taoist narrowed his eyes and slowly began to doze off.

Finally, he murmured the last words of his life:

"Master is tired, sleep for a while..."

……………………

Zhang Jiao passed away.

Liu Niu and Zhang Liang rushed back. After the bloody battle, Liu Niu looked a lot more aggressive. He looked at the silent young man holding the nine-section staff, and stretched out his palm to rub his hair heavily. What? Without saying anything, Zhang Liang commanded the Yellow Turbans of the Jizhou Department.

Immediately after, the army from Huangfusong attacked and killed them.

Even A Yuan is about to go to the battlefield. In this land of Guangzong, Liu Niu patted him on the head, handed him a spear, or a spear, and said, "Little guy, you are always so weak. But it doesn't matter, the battlefield is different from one-on-one combat, simple movements may not be useless, you follow me to learn."

Holding the gun in both hands, he stabbed forward and retracted.

Simple movements, but with a strong killing atmosphere.

Yuan nodded, practicing these movements meticulously, he still wants to live, he wants to find a real successor for the teacher, and teach him the right time and place, the unique armor, and the art of calling the wind and rain, he thinks that the luck of the big man will collapse At that time, the long and elegant blue dragon was a little absent-minded.

Liu Niu slapped him on the head.

I had to continue to practice this method honestly.

Huangfusong's army arrived very quickly, surrounding Guangzong City, a great battle was almost imminent. In the true sense, the elite of the Han Dynasty, and in Guangzong City, only the Yellow Turban of Jizhou Department who followed Zhang Jiao at first, faced Seeing this gap, Zhang Liang persisted.

The mourning army will win.

Even if the opponent is no longer Zhang Jiao, but Zhang Liang.

Huangfusong's elite elites were still unable to capture the city or the isolated Yellow Turban army for more than a month. But at this time, Tang Zhou, who was rewarded for betraying the Taiping Dao, rushed to Huangfusong's camp again.

He was dressed in silk and satin, accompanied by chariots and horses when he went in and out, he ate high-quality delicacies, drank fine wines, and was surrounded by beauties, which can be described as extremely beautiful.

He begged to see Huangfusong, and he had a plan to break the yellow scarf.

Huangfusong just met this former Taiping Dao disciple and asked about the strategy. Tang Zhou knelt down on the ground, leaned forward and said, "Your official once heard that the bandit Zhang Jiao died of illness in the camp. As the saying goes, mourning soldiers must win. At this moment, it is inevitable that we will not succeed in attacking the Yellow Turban bandits, but there is also a saying, which is to say that it is called "one effort, then decline, and three exhaustion."

"Tomorrow, the general might as well close the camp."

Huangfu Song raised his eyes, "Oh?"

Tang Zhou said softly: "Zhang Jiao has been dead for more than a month. He has fought repeatedly and cannot be buried."

"Tomorrow they will definitely find a way to let him go to the ground first, even if it's just a simple funeral, people can look at him with open horns, those yellow scarf soldiers must be extremely sad and tired at night, when the time comes, the general will rush to kill him before dawn. Beat the enemy."

Huangfusong stared at Tang Zhou with cold eyes.

Tang Zhou flattered and laughed, "It's just for my big man's sake."

Huangfu Song nodded slowly: "... I'm sorry."

"If this plan succeeds, it will be due to Mr.

A moment later, Tang Zhou walked out majestically, with a calm demeanor and windy footsteps. He obviously didn't pay attention to the surrounding soldiers, but after walking a few steps, suddenly there was a gust of wind in his ears, and an arrow pierced directly through the topknot of his head. He was so shocked that his face turned pale, he turned his head, and saw a young man with an ordinary figure in red clothes, who looked like an angry horse in fresh clothes, and casually drew his bow.

Tang Zhou recognized this person and left in embarrassment.

Next to the young man in red, a handsome young man in armor frowned and said:

"Ah, what are you doing? This is a military camp, how can you be so stubborn?"

The young man in red said casually:

"It's just not pleasing to the eye."

"Deceiving the teacher and betraying the ancestors, betraying friends for glory, one day it will fall into my hands, find an excuse, and kill him."

"Could you have looked down on this person at first?"

The handsome young man snorted coldly, and said arrogantly, "How can he get into my eyes?"

The young man in red laughed and pointed at the young man repeatedly: "It really is you!"

……………………

On this day, the Han army closed their camp, and the Yellow Turban Army finally couldn't bear the sorrow, and buried Zhang Jiao in this place of Guangzong. The Taoist once pulled them out of the black abyss, but now he is better than them. leave earlier.

Rich sorrow lingers in everyone's heart.

Under this sadness, the exhaustion of the lone army facing Huangfusong's elite support for January erupted. Everyone fell asleep, and the same was true for A Yuan. He fell asleep, and suddenly recalled when he was very young. The Taoist who had dimples on his cheeks and handed him a chicken.

He was awakened suddenly.

When I opened my eyes, I saw blazing flames, filled with smoke, the sound of weapons colliding, and the sound of flesh being torn. The boy was stunned, and a soldier in Han army uniform slashed at him heavily in front of him. When he got down, his movements suddenly stagnated, and then he fell to the side, and Liu Niu ran in with a panicked face.

He told A Yuan that the Han army launched a surprise attack before dawn, when they were most asleep.

Must break out immediately.

A Yuan held his master's nine-jointed staff, wrapped the oilcloth in his arms, and tried to break through the siege with Liu Niu. Liu Niu is a yellow scarf honed on the battlefield. , this long-handled weapon also has greater power.

The young man saw Zhang Liang, his uncle.

He wanted to say something, but Zhang Liang patted him heavily on the shoulder and grinned.

Then he ran forward and laughed loudly:

"General Rengong is here, who dares to take my life?!"

A Yuan was pulled by Liu Niu and ran towards the path.

Guangzong City is not big, and the surrounding environment is a bit chaotic, which gave them a chance to break through. There is a river next to it, and the sound of fierce water can be heard. Liu Niu's big hand pressed the boy's hair and told him to lower his head. In fact, the fire in the camp was already bright enough, and the Han army came after them.

The Yellow Turban Army here is only a part of Jizhou.

Some of them are family members.

Compared with the Han army, it has no advantage at all.

A Yuan's eyes widened, seeing the Han army approaching gradually, and seeing corpses floating in the river with arrows on them, even if he escaped into the river, he would be shot and killed by the Han army who heard the sound of water, while the front The Han army at least said there were hundreds, maybe two or three hundred. Liu Niu lowered his voice and said:

"Lower your voice, cover your mouth, and let's run away quietly."

A Yuan nodded, covered his mouth obediently, and carried the nine-section stick on his back.

The uncle raised him since he was a child, and he has always believed in Liu Niu.

And just as he was stepping back according to what Liu Niu said, he felt a sudden pain in his abdomen, and his eyes widened. Getting farther and farther away from himself, seeing himself being thrown into the river.

Liu Niu turned his head, he stretched out his big hand, and pressed A Yuan's hair like before.

Then, he directly pulled away the yellow scarf on the boy's head.

thump--

A Yuan fell heavily into the water, and the sound he made attracted the attention of the Han army. He struggled to swim across, but he couldn't resist the turbulence of this section of the river. The Han army suddenly shouted:

"I found out, here is the leader of the Yellow Turban Bandit!!"

"Come here!"

The sound spread far away, followed by dense footsteps, Liu Niu tied the yellow scarf on his arm, held the gun in both hands, looked forward angrily, and roared:

"Come on, Commander Qu of the Yellow Turban Army, Sili is here!!!"

The boy stared wide-eyed in the river.

No……

No!

Liu Niu held guns in both hands, standing on this narrow path, his energy suddenly seemed to be inexhaustible, the guns in his palms kept stabbing out, killing the enemies continuously, he stared angrily at the front, and the guns on his arms came from The yellow scarves of the Paoze brothers danced fiercely, like an unquenchable flame.

He stands here alone, but as if surrounded by brothers and comrades, he gritted his teeth——

Come on, let's fight side by side again!

Come on, let's pave the way for children!

come! ! !

I don't know how long it has passed.

With a bang, the weapon rested on the ground, and Liu Niu gasped for breath. More than 30 corpses of the Han army fell around him. There was even a general who was unprepared for fighting at night, and it would be really uncomfortable. It turns out that the best weapon is to chop If you kill more than thirty people, it will be broken.

The surrounding Han troops hesitated and did not dare to step forward.

Surrounding this man with a somewhat simple and honest face, someone roared: "Come on, he's dying! There are yellow scarf bandits behind him. He must be an important person who is covering him. That's a great military achievement!"

Pfft, the broken gun was thrown out, piercing through the young general.

Liu Niu got up slowly, the armor on his body was broken, arrows stuck upside down, his eyes were scarlet, he drew out a knife next to him, held the knife in both hands, leaned on the ground, and roared angrily:

"How can I let you pass!"

"Yu, stay!"

The fierce evil spirit on the battlefield prevented the Han army from approaching.

The sky was already lighted up, and with the sound of footsteps, a crossbow team of hundreds of people was called in, Liu Niu stood up straight, he beheaded another person with a knife, suddenly heard the sound of piercing the sky, raised his head subconsciously, and saw an unknown number of arrows , flying towards him like black rain.

At this moment, his thoughts froze and became slow.

As if the speed of the arrows falling became slower, the bright morning light fell on the delicate arrows, under the cluster of cold steel arrows, the arrows appeared yellow in the sunlight, densely packed——

It's like the autumn wheat when I was a child.

The steel tore the flesh, and the blood flowed out.

Liu Niu still stared wide-eyed.

Standing firmly in place, the sunrise was reflected in his eyes, and the blood-stained yellow scarf danced with the wind.

………………

Wei Yuan didn't know when his eyes opened. He sat quietly in the middle of the quiet room. In front of him was the nine-stalk stick. The sandalwood next to it had been burned out. He stretched out his hand and looked at the palm of his hand. Although he was close at hand, he couldn't see it clearly. But extremely vague.

He opened his mouth, as if looking for a reason.

"Why……"

"That's just the past, that's not my experience, not Wei Yuan's."

"But why, oh, it's the influence of the true spirit..."

Wei Yuan wiped away his tears indiscriminately and stood up. He thought of the familiar faces, but suddenly there was a kind of extreme pain in his heart. He could hardly stand upright in pain, and he staggered half-kneeling on the ground, his face was pale and his ears were closed. A familiar voice came from the side:

"Little guy, why are you still so sick?"

"That's not okay."

It seemed that a broad palm was pressing on his hair, rubbing it, and pressing it down.

Looked up, no one was there.

Tears finally burst out of his eyes uncontrollably. In this quiet room, Wei Yuan opened his mouth and knelt down on the ground. A suppressed and extremely painful voice sounded. He suddenly remembered that when he got the jade dragon, he once Flashing images.

King Mu of Zhou hoped to get the elixir from the Queen Mother of the West, but was refused.

King Mu of Zhou asked, didn't you say that you are devoted to me? Why can't you give me longevity?

The Queen Mother of the West of that generation said softly:

"I miss you, so I don't want to."

"Because longevity is the cruelest curse in this world."

PS: Today’s second update………Thanks to the lord of Qingshang Qianxia, ​​thank you~

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