Chapter 977 The Blue Sky Is Dead, the Yellow Sky Should Be Established!

I am the disciple of the Great Sage and Good Master, studying the Wood Dao of the Five Elements, just like the Great Sage and Good Master. Although I am not the leader of the Wood Dao, I am also one of the best seedlings studying the Taoist Scriptures of the Taiping Dao.

The leader of the Wood Dao is the Great Sage and Good Master. I can't surpass the Great Sage and Good Master. So I will never be the leader of the Wood Dao of the Taiping Dao, but it doesn't matter.

I was influenced by Taoist thoughts and joined the Divine Religion in the middle of my life. Although my achievements are not as good as others, I am diligent and travel around the world. I don't know how many people I have saved. Saving the people from fire and water is the mission of our generation of descendants of Yan and Huang.

The days of traveling around the world with the Great Sage and Good Master, the Divine Envoy, and others to save all living beings are the most unforgettable in my life. At that time, all the brothers and sisters were dedicated to the people, led by example, walked through the streets and alleys, and all living beings were equal.

As time goes by, as Taoism grows bigger and bigger, I feel that some things have changed, or in other words, some things have been hidden under a certain disguise from the beginning.

They all said that I was a simple and corrupt scholar, and I did not refute it. I am a simple and corrupt scholar, but I am not stupid, I am not foolish! Many things have deteriorated. Especially after the appearance of the military advisor, Taoism has become even more treacherous.

Something called ambition has spread. It has eroded many people, including my master Zhang Jue. At that time, I didn't feel anything. After all, that ambition was just to make the people of the world live better and save all living beings from hell. I am willing to do my best and die.

However, after I came to Luoyang, the capital of the gods, with Brother Ma Yuanyi, the leader of the Fire Dao, everything changed.

It turns out that everything is just a chess game! A chess game with the people of the world as chess pieces. Those high-ranking guys, those guys who we Taiping Dao have always regarded as cancer, turned out to be collaborators...

I tore up the mysterious letter fiercely. The information written on it overturned all my cognition and overturned what I have always insisted on!

My way... how to go? !

Hahaha...! ! ! ! !

Master! ! ! Mother! ! !

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"Commander, everything is going according to plan!" A shadow with the cultivation of an earth-level general whispered in the darkness.

"Oh! Has the letter been delivered to the water envoy Tang Zhou?!" Another shadow also hid in the darkness and said hoarsely.

There was no way, even if this was a very secret secret room, they were all hiding in the darkness carefully, because this was the divine capital Luoyang! !

If Lin Mu was here, he would definitely recognize him. This person was the leader of the Night Shadow Legion's Tianbu! ! Also called the Tianbu Jiayi Commander!

He and Xu Ying left their hometowns for the future of the Great Wilderness Territory, wandering around, living like rats in the underground tunnel.

"It has been passed to Tang Zhou, and there are constant abnormal wailing and laughter in Tang Zhou's house... The four-step plan to force Tang Zhou to rebel has been completed!"

"But... there seems to be a pusher in the dark, otherwise it wouldn't be so smooth."

"Of course there is a pusher, those guys may push Tang Zhou to rebel later, but everything is done according to our rhythm! Our Great Wilderness Territory is ready to go!!"

"Yes! Everything is going according to the plan of the lord and the military advisors."

"The seventh year of Guanghe, January 18th, is a good day!" The leader of the Tianbu raised his head slightly, looked in one direction, and sighed.

"Okay, let the people of the Heaven Department prepare. After the leader of the Taiping Dao, Ma Yuanyi, is killed, we must grab the inheritance of the Fire Dao!"

"Yes! According to the plan, Ma Yuanyi should be executed in public. When we collect the body, we can grab the treasure bag he dropped halfway!"

"That's good! In addition, after grabbing the treasure bag, all the Heaven Departments and Earth Departments will evacuate the Divine Capital Luoyang, leaving only the people of the Xuan and Huang Departments." The leader of the Heaven Department said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"Yes!" Then, the black shadow disappeared into the darkness and disappeared in the secret room.

"I don't know if Tang Zhou will die. If he dies, I guess his drops will be rich. He is the inheritor of the Wood Dao who cares about all living beings and is deeply favored by Zhang Jiao. Maybe he also has a volume of the Taiping Sutra... It seems that I have to move around."

The leader of the Heaven Department murmured for a while, and the darkness shook. A wave of mysterious atmosphere spread out, and then he also disappeared in the secret room.

"What a pity for Tang Zhou..."

After a sigh, the secret room returned to silence.

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Yingchuan County, Yingyin City, Yingchuan Academy.

“The stars in the sky are dim, the Azure Dragon shines in the north, unique, the Purple Star is silent, chaos has emerged… This world is in chaos!” A fifty-year-old man in linen, holding a bamboo slip, raised his head slightly, and sighed silently.

“Huh… what’s going on?!” After the old man sighed, he found that there were two mysterious forces rippling in the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams Plate, which suddenly fluctuated violently, as if a huge rock fell into it, rippling waves!

The two mysterious forces were both inky black, as deep and mysterious as the depths of the universe.

"The hexagram has changed, variables have appeared!! It seems that those who are both collaborators and troublemakers are unwilling to wait!"

"Move ahead of time, move the whole body with a single hair, is it for the pioneer, for the people and the country, or just to get rich in chaos... Alas... This world..."

The old man threw the bamboo slips in his hand, lay down gently on the bamboo bed, squinted his eyes, and ignored it.

When the old man squinted his eyes to rest, the Nine Palaces Bagua Disk suddenly burst out with a burst of purple light. It came and went as fast as it had never existed.

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In reality, in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, politics was dark and people's livelihood was in decline. In the imperial court, eunuchs and relatives engaged in intrigues and deceived each other, taking turns to disrupt the government; locally, powerful landowners and separatist warlords committed evil acts, and there were successive years of famine, resulting in human tragedies of "people dying together" and "people eating each other". It is precisely in this vast population that In a time of great suffering and no way out, the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out.

In the mythical world, although spiritual energy is abundant, Yuanli is prevalent, and the people's martial arts are prosperous, the essential things have not changed. The people at the bottom are still the victims of suffering.

When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer.

In the last years of Guanghe, the weather in China was strange, with severe droughts and floods.

Outside Yangzhai City, a swordsman squatted on the edge of the field, grabbed a handful of dry soil, and looked worriedly at the fields in the distance. There was a drought last year. Fortunately, there was a lot of food. With some money and property, we could still buy food. Not many people died of starvation. I didn't expect that there would be another drought this year, and the severity of the drought was especially severe last year.

The sun was very hot and the weather was sultry. After squatting beside the field for a long time, his scarf and clothes were soaked with sweat. Because he felt that the hilt of the sword was harsh, he moved the dagger inserted in his waist to the side and called his hand to signal the follower standing not far away to come over.

"Where is the letter my father brought me?" The swordsman wiped the sweat from his face and whispered.

"Master, haven't you read the letter I gave you? Everything in the family has been arranged and has been moved to Luoyang."

"Sigh... it's ironic that my uncle joined Taiping Dao and forced his family to leave the area where Taiping Dao is popular!"

"Master Guo Tu, maybe he has no choice...I heard the master whisper that everything is done for the sake of the prosperity of the family..."

"Forget it... let's go... to Luoyang..."

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Jizhou is located away from Lujun and Guangzong City.

The county magistrate's residence in the center of the city is located in an open-air courtyard. There is a tall tent ten feet long, wide and high cast in the courtyard. The glow of the tent is flowing, the runes are flashing, and the shadows of mysterious dragons are rolling on it, flickering on and off, and it is extremely auspicious.

Opposite the tall tent, there is a huge altar. In the center of the altar, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow Taoist uniform sits cross-legged. His face is fair, his eyes are as deep as black holes in the universe, his face is flushed, his hands are as slender as wickers, and under his nose He has two mustaches and a sheep's hoof beard on his chin, giving him an air of immortality.

There was a mysterious blue wooden sign floating in front of him.

Squinting his eyes, he raised his head slightly, facing the mysterious cyan wooden sign floating in front of him, holding an unknown secret seal in his slender hands. Looking at the purple star shining with dim purple light in the night sky, there was an excited look on his face.

He is Zhang Jiao, Zhang Xuanqian, the demon Zhang Jiao, the leader of Taiping Dao! General Tiangong of the Yellow Turban Army!

Next to Zhang Jiao, there were several people standing, including his younger brother Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang. There is also a young face, he is the new military advisor Zhang Huozhu! A hot upstart in Taiping Road!

And just when Zhang Jiao was excited, a vast and familiar voice echoed in the sky.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, and the age of Jiazi will bring good luck to the world!"