Julu City, Taiping Road Headquarters.

Zhang Jiao welcomed Ying Zheng into the lobby and sat down to serve tea.

After hearing Ying Zheng's words, Zhang Jiao was not too surprised. He couldn't help but ask himself and his heart.

In his thoughts, he recalled his childhood.

He was born in a poor family and received the book "Taiping Qing Ling Jing" from Nanhua Tianzun since childhood. After decades of hard practice, he has now surpassed his superiority and surpassed his superiority.

At the age of fifty, he practiced to the highest level in this world and became the throne of the Heavenly Lord.

Especially mastering the art of calculating.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a power that can penetrate the sky and the earth.

How could he not be able to calculate the good or bad luck of his own future?

Perhaps, in the eyes of outsiders, the fate of the whole world and even the whole world is extremely mysterious, with layers of clouds and mists, and you can only see a corner.

But for Zhang Jiao, who has reached the realm of Heavenly Venerable, there is no secret at all.

It may be a bit exaggerated to say that it is eight hundred years before, but it may be a bit exaggerated to count eight hundred years later.

But he could clearly calculate the fate of the Han Dynasty.

The Han Dynasty, which seemed prosperous and infinity, had actually reached the scene of fire cooking oil, and the last glory of the west mountain setting.

At most, it will take only a hundred years. This gorgeous building that has stood for eight hundred years will collapse.

Perhaps, the gentry on the upper floor of the building had a way to escape, and could change their appearance and join the new dynasty and continue the extravagant life of a thousand-year-old family and a thousand-year-old dynasty.

But how many of the innocent people below will be buried with the corrupt Han Dynasty?

Indeed, Zhang Jiaogui is the Taoist Heavenly Lord. Even if the sky collapses and the earth breaks, the universe will not hurt him any more.

With his 800th birthday, he can sit and watch the clouds flutter, the sunrise and the sunset, and the rise and fall of the dynasty.

However, how could Zhang Jiao, who was born in poverty, bear to watch the hard-working people in the world fall into trouble and remain indifferent?

The corrupt Han Dynasty had corrupt officials, corrupt officials were everywhere, and the people were living in poverty.

So, after the great success of Taoism, Zhang Jiao came out of the mountain, founded the Taiping Tao, developed believers, and guided people to be kind.

Not only that, he also awarded the program, goals, doctrines, titles, parish organizations, slogans, religious rituals, activities, missionary methods, etc. of Taiping Road.

He did this not for personal honor and disgrace, but for the rise and fall of the people of the world.

Early on, he calculated a fortune and bad luck for himself.

A life-threatening sign is a sign of great danger!

"The great Han Dynasty has been exhausted. How innocent are the people in the world? Do you want to be buried with you?"

"I, Zhang Jiao, want to go against the will of heaven and death, so what about the heaven and earth?"

"If the heaven and earth do not allow it, I will go against the sky; if the man does not allow it, I will slaughter this man!"

The energy of the whole body burst out, Zhang Jiao's robe was automatically without wind, and his temples were full of radiance, as if he had figured out something.

His eyes had become clear as water, and there was no hint of anxiety.

Yes, since you have been prepared to die long ago, what are you afraid of?

All difficulties in the world are just death.

If you are not afraid of death, then what else can you be afraid of?

Before he knew it, Zhang Jiao's mood became round and he took a big step forward.

"It is really gratifying to be clear in the heart of Tao!"

On the opposite side, Ying Zheng noticed the other party's changes and was extremely surprised and bowed to congratulate him.

"His Majesty the First Emperor praised it. I am so sorry that I am not worth mentioning this little skill!"

After coming to his senses, Zhang Jiao waved his hand slightly, looking unhurried.

"In this world, it is really rare to reach the current realm of the leader!"

Ying Zheng showed a look of praise on his face and his head was slightly slight.

"I dare to ask His Majesty the First Emperor, what is the purpose of this?"

Zhang Jiao no longer cared about his own fate, but instead asked about Ying Zheng's intentions.

After a great enlightenment just now, he had completely put life and death aside.

I was a little curious. Is Ying Zheng actually the tyrant, the First Emperor, eight hundred years ago?

"Subjectively, what about this great Han world?"

Ying Zheng smiled slightly when he heard this, but instead pointed at the sky and asked.

"The world of the Han Dynasty?"

When Zhang Jiao heard this, he was stunned at first, then stood up and his head slightly raised.

A pair of extremely deep eyes seemed to look through the roof to look at the endless sky.

When you reach his realm, the sky you see is naturally different from what ordinary people see.

In his eyes, there was an extremely sophisticated French Open intertwined in the sky.

This legal net is centered on the emperor in Luoyang City, supplemented by the fortune of all people in the world, covering the four fields and covering the sky.

Under the French Open, there is no one to escape.

No matter where you are, no matter what kind of clan you are.

As long as someone dares to say something wrong with the great Han Dynasty, it will immediately attract the attention of the French Open.

Thunder descends from the sky, never ending until death.

This legal net was cast by Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, with the fortune of the people in the world and the dragon energy of the dynasty.

Over time, the sky is now born.

Use humanity to replace the way of heaven.

"The heaven is dead!"

After a moment of silence, Zhang Jiao spit out four words.

The next moment, dark clouds rolled in the void, and a white and purple lightning flash fell from the sky, slashing straight towards Zhang Jiao.

But his words immediately angered the heavens and brought down thunder to punish them.

"snort!"

Zhang Jiao snorted coldly, swung his sleeves, and in an instant a blue light rose, covering the entire hall.

The purple-white lightning as thick as a bucket struck the green light barrier, causing ripples, and was led into the ground and disappeared.

Soon, the dust settled and everything seemed like a dream.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; the year is in Jiazi, and the world is very lucky!"

As he walked gently, Zhang Jiao became more and more determined and spit out sixteen words word by word.

In his words, he revealed endless confidence and a determination to "even if there are thousands of people, I will go."

"Smack!"

"I really admire you more and more!"

Ying Zheng stood up, applauded gently, and cheered for him.

Although he was not optimistic about Zhang Jiao's uprising, he was just a driving force for the king.

But Ying Zheng admired Zhang Jiao's belief of "living for the people and dying for the people".

"In February of the fourth year of Guanghe, you rushed to rebellion and swept most of the world in China!"

Touching his beard, Ying Zheng said slowly.

"However, the Han Dynasty was not a vegetarian. It quickly responded and sent a large number of royal masters to encircle and suppress, and He Jin was appointed as the general, leading the five camps of Yulin to set up weapons and guard the capital. It also set up commanders to guard the capital from Hangu Pass, Dagu, Guangcheng, Yique, Zhuyuan, Arc deputies, Mengjin, Xiaopingjin and other Kyoto Passes. It issued an edict to strictly prevent the situation and order all prefectures and counties to prepare for combat, train soldiers, assemble weapons, and summon the rebels! Encircle and suppress the Yellow Turban Rebels!"

"The generals Huangfu Song, Lu Zhi and Zhu Jun and other military saints each led one army to control the five schools, Sanhe knights and newly recruited elite soldiers to attack Yingchuan. Zhu Jun also submitted a letter to recruit Sun Jian from Xia Pi as the Sima of the Army, and led the young men from his fellow villagers and recruited various merchants and tourists, Huai River and Si River elite soldiers, and formed a siege against the Yellow Turban Army."

"In September of that year, the Yellow Turban Army in various places were destroyed one after another, but only Guangzong City, which you guarded, was still resisting!"

"Later, all the armies gathered at Guangzong and took turns to attack Guangzong!"

"In October, you were killed by masters from all over the world, and Guangzong City was destroyed!"

"The eight-month Yellow Turban Rebellion failed!"

"In the past, the more than 400,000 religious believers in Taipingdao escaped, all the rest were killed by the Han court!"

Looking at Zhang Jiao who gradually changed his face, Ying Zheng asked slowly: "What do you think of the ending like this in the future?"

"this..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiao felt like he was struck by lightning, and he couldn't stand steadily and sat down staggeringly.

Although he had expected that the uprising would fail and die, he did not expect that it would affect the entire Taiping Road.

You know, that is more than 400,000 religious believers, they are living people.

All of them were slaughtered, leaving no one except a few.
To be continued...