I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 634: Take this Dragon-Slaying Sword! The Taoist Master is leaving!

"This really poses a difficult problem for me..."

The secret letter handed by Huang Tiandao was left on the desk for a few days, and Han Shao's brows were furrowed for a few days.

The letter did not contain much and was very vague.

But the two words "slay the dragon" clearly told Han Shao what he was going to do.

'Kill the regicide!'

The moment the secret letter was unfolded, these four words instantly appeared in Han Shao's mind, and he felt helpless.

"Is this old Taoist crazy?"

This matter of regicide is very easy to talk about.

But in reality, how could it be that easy?

The Great Yong Emperor took all the luck in the world and transformed it into the imperial dragon energy, making it his own supreme ruler!

Even with the turbulent times and the decline of national affairs, the title of Supreme had already become somewhat unworthy of its name three generations ago.

When the throne fell into the hands of Emperor Taikang, the situation was even worse and there was no way to save the country.

But as long as Dayong does not collapse, at least it will be invincible among the gods!

As there are still some residual human karma on his body, even if the three old monsters of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism take action, he will have to think carefully.

Where does the old Taoist Zhang Xian get the confidence to do this despite the great disapproval of the world?
Besides, has he forgotten that he, Han, is a loyal and good man of Yongle in the eyes of the world!

How could he have the courage to tell me such an important matter so openly?

'So... should I be grateful for his trust, or angry at his mockery?'

Han Shao was really amused by this old Taoist.

What's more crucial is that if this secret letter falls into his hands and is leaked out in the future, wouldn't it be considered that I am in collusion with him?
Han Shao tapped his fingers on the documents and sighed with a wry smile.

"Ah, it really proves the old saying that a good horse is often ridden, and a good person is often bullied."

"This person should not act too kind. If he is too kind, he will become a gentleman who can be bullied by others..."

Ultimately, it was because I was swayed by my personal emotions that day and was too gentle and generous in front of the old Taoist priest.

As a result, the old Taoist Zhang Xian actually used the same trick that Song Jiang used to lure people to Liangshan.

Han Shao figured out the cause and effect almost instantly, and felt a little regretful.

But now the yellow mud has already fallen out of my crotch, so there is no point in saying all this.

Moreover, he had to admit that the Taoist Zhang Xian did have some skills. At least he was very accurate in judging people.

Since he dared to hand this secret letter to Han Shao, he was certain that Han Shao would not make trouble in this matter.

Not to mention going to stop him in person, he wouldn't even send a secret letter to the God to warn him.

However, this does not mean that Han Shao really chose to watch coldly and do nothing as the old Taoist expected.

After sitting in meditation for a few days, Han Shao finally made a decision and directly summoned Li Jing and others.

After giving them a few instructions and asking them to keep a close eye on Huang Tiandao's movements, he disappeared directly from the central army of Xiangji Temple.

Han Shao never mentioned anything about the secret letter to them from beginning to end.

It's not that I don't trust them.

It is just the instinct of the superiors that "the first to make clay figures will have no descendants"...

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The ancestral temple of Huang Tiandao does not have vast and luxurious palaces or winding corridors, nor does it have any ethereal aura or countless Taoist children.

There was only a small Taoist temple with dozens of simple side rooms in the inner courtyard, and that was all.

Not to mention compared with the majesty and sacredness of the three holy places, even compared with the most impoverished sect in the world, it seems extremely shabby.

If no one guides, I am afraid no one will be able to connect this dilapidated Taoist temple with the world's number one Taoist avenue that now covers the eighteen states of the world.

Although during the years when Huang Tiandao was rising, some disciples had proposed to prepare for large-scale construction and rebuild the ancestral temple to demonstrate the majesty of Huang Tiandao today.

But these proposals were rejected by Zhang Xian, the great and wise teacher.

Zhang Xian sighed inwardly at the undisguised confusion in the eyes of those disciples.

People all have desires, and they all admire vanity.

He was not unaware of the changes that had taken place in these disciples over the years of their ups and downs in the secular world, and he would have given them some advice in the beginning.

But this trend was blowing so fast and so suddenly that he was somewhat powerless to do anything about it.

Perhaps it was at that moment that he suddenly woke up.

He, Zhang Xian, was actually just a mountain Taoist who had gained some good fortune by chance.

There is no such thing as talent for a king or a hegemonic character.

I still remember that at the beginning of all this, he just felt that this world was too bitter.

Yes, it's too bitter.

As early as when he first went down the mountain when he was young, he heard that he saw the son of a certain noble family rape a young girl in front of the whole family, young and old. When the family resisted in anger, the son of a certain noble family slaughtered all the people in the family and walked away stepping on the corpses and blood.

He felt that the world shouldn't be like this.

Later, he encountered bandits. He wanted to take this opportunity to eliminate the harm to the people and enforce justice, but just as he was about to take action, a strong man suddenly jumped out.

At that moment, he finally understood.

It turns out there are no bandits in this world?

It’s just that some people are too greedy, so that it is not enough for them to rob the people of the world openly, but they have to rob them again in secret!
Such a face is really worse than pigs and dogs!
However, these were nothing but a tiny fraction compared to the tragedies Zhang Xian had witnessed along the way.

But despite all this, the God hanging high above and overlooking the world seems to see nothing.

He allowed this world to be flooded with suffering, and allowed these human demons to turn every place and region into a den of Asuras and ghosts!
Perhaps from that moment on, a seed of treason was planted in his heart.

"Since this sky doesn't care, let's change the sky!"

If the blue sky doesn’t work, then try the yellow sky!

If the Supreme One sitting high on the Golden Throne can’t do it, then he will do it!
One day, he will make all the people in this world stand up straight and be like dragons!
Instead of being silent, humble like ants and grass, crawling like pigs and dogs waiting to be slaughtered like the countless years in the past!
So in a nutshell, Zhang Xian never regretted taking advantage of the North Sea Dragon Clan's misleading celestial phenomena to flood the seven states.

In his opinion, instead of letting those people continue to choose to endure in a daze, it is better to force them!
Even though the flood turned the seven states into swamps and all you could see were floating corpses, it was extremely tragic.

But as long as it can awaken the remaining people, let them take up their weapons and seek justice in this world.

It's all worth it!
In fact, later results proved that Zhang Xian was right.

In the sixtieth year of Taikang, there was a roar of "The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, the year is Jiazi, and the world is blessed with good fortune."

For the first time, these people, who were once regarded as pigs and dogs by those born nobles, felt an indescribable fear.

Even though it was just a certain compromise and concession, it was already a great victory and honor for Huang Tiandao, which was based on the common people.

Even Zhang Xian, the great and virtuous teacher, was once proud and complacent.

Until the Duke of Yan rose like a comet and appeared in his sight.

In a short period of time, he rose from an ordinary man to the top three realms, killed all the enemies and pacified the grassland.

As a result, even the praises of "brilliant talent" and "prodigy of the time" seem pale and powerless when applied to this young successor.

As for the later battle between the Qingzhou Huangtian Army and the northern army, he only felt sorry for his direct disciple Cheng Yuanyi, but he himself did not have much resentment.

This led to the brief discussion between the two of them a few days ago.

After he came back, he kept thinking about Han Shao's words.

'Let those who want to become dragons have the opportunity to become dragons.'

'Let those who desire peace find peace.'

'This is the way of heaven that I believe in, this is the way of humanity that I want to practice, this is the natural law and human nature that I understand!'

Inside the main hall of the Taoist temple.

Zhang Xian, who was sitting cross-legged on a straw mat, sighed suddenly and talked to himself.

"Could it be that... the old Taoist is really wrong?"

Hearing Zhang Xian's sudden sigh, Zhang Ji and Zhang Zong, who were sitting next to him, suddenly raised their heads.

Zhang Zong, the former third master of Huangtian Dao and now a human general, couldn't help but say.

"Brother, you are a great and wise teacher, a general of heaven, and you are admired by hundreds of millions of disciples and believers. How can you be wrong? How can you be wrong?"

The three brothers are not only blood relatives, but also have been friends for many years.

In their eyes, their elder brother, a great and wise teacher respected by the world, could naturally not be wrong.

And this "how can it be wrong" is a double entendre.

Zhang Xian was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses.

Indeed, he could do no wrong.

Even if it is really wrong, it is still right.

Otherwise, once it gets out, countless people’s faith and determination will be destroyed.

Zhang Xian reacted and sighed helplessly. "The incense is poisonous..."

Sitting high on the throne of God, it seems sacred and majestic, but in fact, after a long time, it will eventually become a prison in its own circle, unable to protect itself.

It is no wonder that the ancient sages all classified this path as inferior.

When Taoist Zhang Ji and Taoist Zhang Zong heard what Zhang Xian said, they were both silent.

Achieve enlightenment overnight and reach the pinnacle.

Even far surpassing those who had achieved enlightenment earlier, how could it not come without paying a price?

Zhang Xian did not dwell on this issue any longer. After cutting off those messy thoughts in one thought, he looked at the two of them.

"What do you think of the Duke of Yan?"

Zhang Xian had asked them this question before when he witnessed the Zhen Liao army taking off their armor to help the Huang Tian army collect the remains.

At that time, they both responded with silence.

At this moment, they still seemed to have not figured out how to respond.

Or in other words, some answers have actually been on the horizon for a long time, but they can't open their mouths to do so, and are unwilling to admit certain realities that already have answers.

Zhang Xian, who knew his two brothers very well, naturally understood it instantly.

So he said with a smile.

"It seems that your views coincide with those of the old Taoist."

After that, he sighed before continuing.

"Then I'll be relieved."

Hearing Zhang Xian's words, his second brother Zhang Ji's expression became even more bitter. After hesitating for a moment, he still spoke.

"Brother...does it have to be this way?"

The Dragon-Slaying Sword was forged using the spirit and luck of the people from the eighteen states.

How could they not know what the Dragon-Slaying Sword would be used for after it was forged?
But now they feel a little regretful.

Because it's too early.

The Great Yong Dynasty was established for more than two thousand years, and even though it has fallen into decline today, its foundation is still strong.

And now they seem to have taken control of the eighteen states, and their mighty momentum is unstoppable.

But in reality, these are nothing but empty illusions. When applied to the Dragon-Slaying Sword, no one knows whether it can suppress the Dayong Red Dragon in battle.

At this time, the third brother Zhang Zong also said.

"Brother, wait a little longer, why are you so anxious?"

According to their original plan, they should wait until they reach the city of Gaojing, the capital of the gods, and then the eldest brother would draw his sword and slay the dragon, thus accomplishing the amazing feat of changing the world in one day!
But now the eldest brother doesn't want to wait anymore, how can they not be anxious?
Faced with the anxiety and eagerness of the two, Zhang Xian felt a little bitter in his heart.

Wait?
Doesn't he want to wait?

But the reality is that we can’t wait any longer.

It’s not that he has lost his patience, but that Huang Tiandao can’t wait any longer.

The Duke of Yan is nearby, a fierce and wolf-like person.

Even though the two men only clashed in ideas that day, the Zhen Liao Army later showed goodwill.

But this is only superficial peace, and the two sides may go back to war at any time.

Because this is a dispute!

There has never been any right or wrong in moral disputes, and they are always bloody and cruel.

However, Zhang Xian did not say much about this at the moment, but looked at the two of them and asked back.

"Even if there was no Duke Yan, do you really think we could have conquered the Divine Capital so easily?"

Zhang Ji was stunned when he heard this, but his third brother Zhang Zong opened his mouth to refute.

Seeing this, Zhang Xian sighed.

"We are able to take over the eighteen states of Dayong so smoothly. This is already the limit in a short period of time."

"Today, let's not talk about the three thousand disciples who started the rebellion, just talk about the thirty-six direct disciples, how many are left now?"

The dangers of war are never just adjectives, but a bloody and cruel reality.

After so many years of fighting, most of the thirty-six direct disciples, including Cheng Yuanyi from Qingzhou, or the thirty-six generals, have been replaced.

And Zhang Xian actually hadn’t said anything more.

That is, how many of the remaining disciples and local leaders can still maintain the original intention of the rebellion? As a great and virtuous teacher, he actually does not have much confidence.

And this is just the internal cause.

There are also those noble families from all over the place.

"Besides, those noble families cannot be trusted."

After Zhang Xian made the attributive statement, he said helplessly.

"The reason they are able to connect with us today is nothing more than to use us to destroy Ji Yong's foundation."

"Once we take a further step, it will be time for both sides to tear each other apart."

After listening to what his elder brother said, Zhang Zong finally fell silent.

This is the fact and he cannot afford to refute it.

And he also understood what Zhang Xian meant.

In fact, this is the time when Huang Tiandao is in the best condition, and the Dragon Slaying Sword is at its peak of power.

Once you miss this opportunity, your future success or failure will be left to fate.

But can Huang Tiandao, who goes against the will of heaven, get the favor of heaven?
Seeing the two of them looking up at him again after a period of silence, as if they wanted to say something, Zhang Xian shook his head and spoke slowly.

"Okay, no need to say anything."

"I've made up my mind."

"If this matter is successful, I will be blessed with boundless luck. I, Huang Tiandao, am destined to prosper the world!"

"If I fail and die..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xian's expression was unusually calm.

"If I am defeated, you two should take the core disciples and retire. Don't let the inheritance of Huang Tian Dao be cut off."

Hearing the eldest brother's words of entrusting the orphan to him, the two spoke anxiously.

"If my elder brother dies, how can two foolish brothers survive?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xian's eyes showed anger and he scolded.

"idiot!"

"If I die, I will die for the way I believe in! This is a great achievement! What does it have to do with you?"

"Stop being so childish!"

Zhang Xian, who had been friendly and respectful to his brothers all his life and had never said a harsh word to the two of them, couldn't help but feel a little regretful after he finished scolding them.

He then sighed and spoke gently.

"Let's not talk nonsense anymore. You two should remember my words!"

"If I'm unlucky... you two won't be able to hold on. Don't force yourself then."

"Lord Yan is kind and compassionate to the people. He can let disciples from all over the country submit to him, and they can save their lives..."

Another round of instructions.

Zhang Xian seemed to have said a lot, but in fact most of it was related to Lord Yan.

It's ridiculous to say the least.

Obviously, both sides were fighting to the death, with endless blood and corpses everywhere, but at this time, he, the great and wise teacher, actually placed all his trust in the Duke of Yan, who was notorious for being a butcher.

After saying this, Zhang Xian kept silent.

He sat in meditation for a whole day, and when he heard the report from his disciples outside, he finally stood up slowly.

Almost at the same time, a sword sound emitting terrifying murderous intent crossed the void and appeared out of thin air.

"Haha! What a magical sword!"

Zhang Xian laughed in approval, but Zhang Ji and Zhang Zong on the side were deeply saddened.

"Brother——"

In response, Zhang Xian didn't even turn his head.

"A lifetime of practice, a lifetime of long-cherished wish, finally ends here."

"The old Taoist is gone, don't worry about me, don't worry about me."

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(End of this chapter)