I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 635: I am a poor Taoist! Please let Dayong die!

Jizhou, Guangzong City.

The original site of the government office had long been razed to the ground, and in its place was a huge altar that towered into the sky.

The altar was built with stones, and countless ochre and yellow flags fluttered in the cold wind.

The complex and intricate array runes stretch from the foot of the altar to the heights, and are extremely sacred.

When Zhang Xian's figure slowly walked out of the void, the countless Huang Tian disciples and believers gathered around the altar all showed fanatical expressions.

"Welcome to the Great and Good Teacher!"

"Welcome to the Great and Good Teacher!"

"Welcome to the Great and Good Teacher!"

These disciples and believers who are in the core area of ​​Guangzong City are all die-hard fans of Huang Tiandao, and they are also the true inheritance and foundation of Huang Tiandao.

Amidst the sounds of mountains and seas.

Zhang Xian, wearing an ochre-yellow jute cloak, walked slowly toward the altar with a calm expression.

But just as he was about to step onto the stone steps of the altar, his footsteps paused.

"Hey, why are you so childish and so obsessed with this?"

Hearing Zhang Xian's sigh, Zhang Ji and Zhang Zong said.

"We have both relied on Big Brother's protection throughout our lives. Now that Big Brother wants to wield the sword to slay the dragon, we two should also protect him."

The three brothers stayed together all their lives, climbing to the top of the world step by step.

During this period, he experienced the hardships of seeking the truth and the dangers of life and death, which continues to this day.

Perhaps even Zhang Xian could not understand his unshakable and lofty status as the eldest brother in the hearts of the two of them.

It’s a pity that Zhang Xian still chose to refuse the two’s requests.

"Please stay. I am your only friend."

The consequences of this incident are so great that he alone can bear it.

If it succeeds, it will succeed. If it fails, it will not implicate the two of them.

Just as he said this, Zhang Xian, who was about to step onto the first step of the altar, paused again.

"I am lucky to be brothers with you two in this life."

"No matter how long this life is, I wish to be with you brothers and sisters for all the lives to come, and I will never regret it."

Done.

Zhang Xian went up the stone steps of the altar without any hesitation.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The breeze blew through the gray hair scattered around his lotus crown.

Zhang Ji and Zhang Zong stopped and stood still, suddenly realizing that their brother, who had protected them from wind and rain all the way, had become so old without them noticing.

"Farewell, brother!"

The two looked at Zhang Xian's still vigorous back, their eyes slightly red, and ultimately did not follow him.

He then bowed and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"As a successor, you will be protected by your elder brother throughout your life and share the same blood as him."

“It’s an honor for both of us.”

"I wish to be close to my brothers and sisters for all eternity, and I will never regret it!"

The voices of Zhang Ji and Zhang Zong came into my ears with the wind.

Zhang Xian climbed up the stone steps of the altar step by step with a gentle smile on his face.

There are 999 steps at the top, as steep as a cliff.

Above it is an enormous pressure as heavy as a mountain.

But Zhang Xian's steps became more steady.

……

I don’t know how much time passed.

Zhang Xian finally stepped onto the sky step by step.

In the misty clouds.

Zhang Xian waved his hand to disperse the clouds in front of him and looked down at the world below.

Looking at the Huang Tian disciples and believers below who were like ants, constantly bowing to the altar.

"Great Master!"

"Great Master!"

"Great Master!"

The cheers from the mountains reached the sky.

At this moment, Zhang Xian, who was high above the altar in the sky, heard everything clearly.

Feel the countless hearts gathered on this altar.

And under the guidance of the formation runes, it transformed and evolved into a powerful force imposed on itself.

Zhang Xian smiled.

He waved his yellow linen cloak and sat down in the center of the altar.

Zhang Xian raised his finger and made a gesture.

In an instant, the countless runes surrounding it began to shine with golden light.

Afterwards, they gathered and merged into Zhang Xian's Dharma body at an extremely fast speed.

But this...is not enough!

The thought suddenly turned around.

Zhang Xian waved his cloak and shouted loudly above the nine heavens.

"The Yongji clan has ruled the land of China for more than two thousand years!"

"There have been merits, but there have also been faults!"

"But now, the Emperor Taikang of the Yong clan is immoral and foolish, causing chaos in the world and the people to be scattered!"

"The common people have suffered from the Ji family for a long time!"

"Today I am Huang Tiandao, Zhang Xian!"

"I am willing to use my seven-foot-tall body and three-foot-tall sword to punish the people and punish the criminals!"

"Save all the people in the world from suffering! Give all the people a chance to become successful!"

An eloquent statement.

Zhang Xian, dressed in a linen cloak, stood up suddenly and bowed towards the sky.

"Above the Emperor's Heaven!"

"Please lend a helping hand to Zhang Xian!"

talking.

Zhang Xian’s soul went straight into the sky.

In a moment, among the nine stars in the sky that could not be seen by those below the upper three realms, the star belonging to the Emperor of Heaven suddenly became bright.

Almost at the same time, Han Shao, who was thousands of miles away, instantly sensed it.

Turning his head to look in the direction of Jizhou, then looking up at the sky, Han Shao looked hesitant.

As long as he wanted, with just a thought, he could completely sever the seemingly close connection between the two.

But after lowering his eyes to look at the huge calamity that was constantly growing in the four directions, he finally sighed.

"allow."

The next moment, an ancient, desolate and vast force descended from the sky.

With the blessing of this divine power, Zhang Xian's powerful aura, which already stood at the top of the world, suddenly rose again, and he was almost about to cross the shackles and restrictions that existed in the dark.

After a moment, Zhang Xianwei's eyes slowly opened. There was not much joy at the sudden increase in his cultivation level in his eyes. Instead, there was a hint of confusion and doubt.

But he quickly suppressed this doubt temporarily.

Because that's not enough.

Then he waved his hand and took out a precious scroll. With his soul connected, he sensed the missing corner and Zhang Xian sighed in his heart.

In order to ensure the success of his uprising, he divided the treasure into thirty-six parts and gave them to thirty-six disciples respectively.

Now everything else is safe, except for the one in Qingzhou, which fell into the hands of the Duke of Yan after Cheng Yuanyi was killed in battle.

Originally, he planned to take advantage of the opportunity of the two meeting to get it back.

But after a discussion, he finally didn't have the face to say it.

However, even though this treasure is currently missing a leg, it is still enough.

Zhang Xian sighed in his heart, then bowed towards the precious scroll and spoke loudly.

"I am Hou Tu!"

"Please give Zhang Xian a hand!"

As soon as the words were spoken, his soul was instantly connected to the Nine Netherworld that had long been blocked from the human world with the help of the precious scroll.

However, as soon as Zhang Xianwei closed his eyes, an expression of indescribable shock and astonishment appeared on his face.

Different from the previous attempts, this time, his soul was reflected and he was met with a pair of extremely sacred and extraordinary eyes.

when?
A god of the earth was actually born in this land of the Nine Netherworld?
Facing the dissatisfaction revealed in those wonderful eyes, Zhang Xian was about to say something.

But at this moment, the mysterious earth god who was staring at him with his wonderful eyes seemed to have heard something.

The dissatisfaction in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by indifference without any emotion.

The next moment, a powerful force of the Nine Netherworld quickly gushed out from the treasure scroll, and after being sorted out by the array runes on the altar, it instantly poured into Zhang Xian's Taiyi soul.

Feeling his soul growing rapidly stronger, Zhang Xian could no longer care about anything else. He quickly gathered his thoughts and focused on himself.

After trying hard to suppress and sort it out, Zhang Xian, knowing that the time had come, spoke loudly to the Huang Tian disciples and believers below.

"Heaven is dead! Huang Tian is here to stand!"

"Today, I, Zhang Xian, wish to sever the destiny of the Great Yong Dragon Vein!"

"Restore peace and order to the world!"

"Please help me, my disciples!"

Zhang Xian's clear and powerful voice fell from the sky.

Rolling endlessly in this Guangzong City! Hearing this, Huang Tian's disciples and believers, whether they gathered around the altar or not.

They all raised their heads and looked in the direction of Zhang Xian.

He suddenly shouted loudly.

"Heaven is dead! Huang Tian is here to stand!"

"Great Master!"

"Great Master!"

"Great Master!"

Their almost roaring shouts fully demonstrated their fanaticism and faith in the Great Sage Teacher.

The overwhelming power of people's hearts gathered at this moment reached its peak.

It was so powerful that it followed the formation runes on the altar and also sank into Zhang Xian's body.

Then... a mysterious golden flower between reality and illusion slowly blossomed above Zhang Xian's head.

It’s a pity that this borrowed power does not truly belong to me after all, and the current state cannot be maintained for long.

But this is enough for Zhang Xian.

What he sought in his life was not eternity, but this moment of brilliant sublimation.

This life is enough!

"Good! Good! Good!"

"If I hear the truth in the morning, I can die in the evening! It is true!"

Feeling the powerful force that was almost boiling in his body, Zhang Xian laughed loudly, and his vast soul with a golden flower on his head jumped out of his body directly. Then, with a casual move, he caught the Dragon-Slaying Sword, which was trembling with a long sword sound, in his hand.

"Today, I, Zhang Xian, invite Dayong to die here!"

"Go! Go!"

After saying this, the spirit, which was overflowing with immortal golden light and was almost identical to a real person, took a step forward on the altar.

In just a moment, it disappeared on the altar.

Once he leaves, the world is bound to be in turmoil.

Once the Dragon-Slaying Sword, which was forged with the luck of the eighteen states, is swung out, everything will surely be turned upside down!
But after this earth-shaking turn, will everything be settled, or will it be doomed forever?

I'm afraid no one will know until everything is finally settled.

……

The boundary of Yin and Yang, Fengdu City.

Two figures, one old and one young, sat together playing chess, and after a few moves of black and white pieces.

Gongsun Ying kept twisting the chess piece in his hand, fixed his eyes on Han Shao opposite him, and finally couldn't help asking.

"This time, I am about to slay the dragon. Are you really not going to save me?"

Judging from the chessboard, Han Shao could not only save this big dragon, but also save it easily without any effort.

But not only did he not help rescue the "big dragon", he even vaguely lent a hand to Gongsun Ying.

Facing Gongsun Ying's question at this moment, Han Shao did not look back, but just asked back indifferently.

"Why? Ancestor really wants me to help you?"

Gongsun Ying's face froze when he heard this.

After a moment, I couldn't help but sigh.

"Alas, this great dragon has been lingering in the human world for more than two thousand years."

"My Gongsun clan has been blessed by the gods for a long time, how can I not have any feelings for them?"

Although he kept clamoring to let the soldier himself be the one holding the knife.

But when things really came to this point, he was a little hesitant.

More than two thousand years!
Even for the celestial beings in the eighth realm with long lifespans, it is still a long life.

For the common people, we don’t even know how many descendants have come after us.

Looking back on Gongsun Ying's life, he once served as the Grand Marshal, one of the Three Dukes, and he also lived in Liaodong, leaving behind the name of a tomb tiger.

Glory, desolation, treacherous conspiracy, mountains of corpses and seas of blood...

Passion, anger, hatred, unwillingness...

All these experiences and emotions are closely related to the two words "Da Yong".

When all this was about to come to an end, he felt a little reluctant.

As a result, the dragon-slaying bullet in his hand, which was about to fall, was unable to fall.

After going back and forth several times, he suddenly took back the chess piece in his hand, waved his hand to disrupt the already clear situation of the chess game, and said a little irritably.

"Forget it, I won't download it anymore!"

Looking at his naughty look, Han Shao couldn't help but smile.

But after laughing, he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not that I'm cold-blooded and heartless, disregarding the friendship between the monarch and his subjects."

"only……"

"Some things are better to end early than to continue to drag on..."

Perhaps he felt that what he said was somewhat hypocritical.

So the words were not spoken fluently, and seemed to indicate that he was somewhat guilty and lacked confidence.

But he quickly saved it, adding.

"Speaking of which, he and I are a king and his subject."

"He has shown me great respect and trust, so I haven't treated him unfairly."

"Even if you can't become an emperor in this world, you can still be respected in the underworld and enjoy the good deeds of many generations."

"If we count the kings who lost their country throughout history, they can be considered to have had a good end."

When Gongsun Ying heard this, although he had many complaints in his heart, when he thought about it carefully, he realized that it was indeed the fact.

Looking back on Emperor Taikang’s life, he was called the Supreme, but in reality he was just a beast trapped in a cage.

The Golden Throne in the capital of gods seems supreme, but there are thorns all under it, and sitting on it is nothing but painful torture every day.

"Yes, if he can get out of this situation, it might be a relief for Ji Taikang, and a great blessing."

Having said that, Gongsun Ying looked at Han Shao with some emotion.

Although it is somewhat shameful for a military strategist to say that if one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit.

But he had to admit that he, Gongsun Ying, was actually one of these 'chickens and dogs'.

As for Emperor Taikang, he ended up with such an ending, not only because of his previous relationship with this boy, but also because...

"I have learned that... the Ji family girl has raised a son for you?"

Han Shao was stunned when he heard Gongsun Ying's sudden words.

"How did the ancestor know?"

As of now, he has not told anyone about this.

Ji Yan remained tight-lipped and refused to admit it.

So even though the world knew that Princess Zhaoyang had a child out of wedlock, they didn't know who the father of the child was.

How did Gongsun Ying know about this?
In the face of Han Shao's doubts, Gongsun Ying smiled with pride.

He has been in charge of Fengdu over the years, connecting the Yin and Yang worlds, but he has not been idle. At least the power wielded by the Lord of Fengdu has become more and more sophisticated, and the scope of coverage has become wider and wider.

Some things can be hidden from people in the world of the living, but cannot be hidden from the ghosts and gods in the underworld.

After listening to Gongsun Ying's simple explanation, Han Shao smiled and admitted it without hiding it.

And followed the trend.

"Speaking of which, I'm going to go to the capital of gods later to pick them up and take them home."

Since it is his bloodline, there is no reason to keep it outside all the time.

The most important thing is that with Ji Yan’s crazy temper, he was really afraid that he would raise his son astray.

Gongsun Ying was shocked when he heard Han Shao's words.

"Why are you so anxious?"

When that great thief Zhang Xian goes to the capital, there will surely be drastic changes.

It is obviously unwise to go to the center of the storm at this time.

As for Gongsun Ying's worry, Han Shao smiled faintly.

"Ancestor, you must know that when a man leaves you for three days, you should treat him with new eyes."

"Now, although the world is vast, I have nothing to fear."

Gongsun Ying was slightly surprised when he heard this.

"You...you took that step?"

Jiujing Taiyi, known as the Lord of Heaven, the pinnacle of the human world.

But after all, they are just scattered numbers and cannot be considered immortal.

Only when the three flowers on the top of the head bloom can it be said that one has stepped out of the world.

Travel freely without fear or worry.

Han Shao did not deny the suspicion in Gongsun Ying's eyes.

“It is not yet complete.”

In Han Shao's current view, the three flowers are not the end. Only when the flowers fall and bear the fruits of the Tao can it be truly perfect.

However, that can only be achieved after everything is completely settled.

After saying this, he ignored Gongsun Ying's shock and continued speaking.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

"After all, we are the emperor and his subjects. We should go and greet him and see him off..."

After saying this, Han Shao's figure disappeared in Fengdu City in this Yin-Yang boundary.

When he appeared again, he was already in the Divine Capital, outside the residence of Princess Zhaoyang.

……

(End of this chapter)