Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world.

Chapter 64 Huang Tian can save you
These Yellow Turbans were gnashing their teeth in anger.

If the Great Sage and Good Teacher really encountered an accident, they would demolish the yamen without hesitation.

If Qiu Zhuo is really related to the murderer and even accepted bribes, then the life of this corrupt official is over.

Their anger turned into roars, which scared Qiu Zhuo so much that he almost fell to the ground.

At this moment, Qiu Zhuo really wanted to cry but had no tears.

He never thought that since the arrival of the Yang family, he would be able to rise step by step.

But who would have thought that what came one after another were all disasters!
Now he has turned against the Taiping Dao, and if he is not careful he will die on the spot.

"Great...Great and virtuous teacher, please...please teach me."

Qiu Zhuo trembled, lowered his posture and begged Liang Jin.

He already understood that now that Liang Jin had brought so many people to cause trouble, he would never give up until he achieved his wish.

Liang Jin raised his hand slightly.

Miao Yuanzheng, who was behind him, immediately handed the nine-section bamboo stick to Liang Jin.

Liang Jin held the stick and swept it towards Qiu Zhuo.

"call!"

The bamboo stick made a sound of breaking wind, and instantly knocked Qiu Zhuo's official hat away.

Qiu Zhuo thought Liang Jin wanted to kill him, and he was so scared that his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.

Liang Jin then tapped Qiu Zhuo's crown with his bamboo stick and said in a deep voice:
"Qiu Zhuo, take off your official robes and your official hat, and you're nothing more than a common mortal."

"Only by taking refuge in the Yellow Heaven can you wash away all your sins and filth."

"Are you willing to enter Taoism?"

The bamboo stick seemed to have a tremendous force, forcing Qiu Zhuo to kneel down obediently.

Liang Jin leaned forward slightly, his eyes burning as he stared at Qiu Zhuo with an oppressive attitude.

He was also telling Qiu Zhuo that this was Qiu Zhuo's last chance.

Qiu Zhuo is still somewhat useful at the moment, so he gets this opportunity.

Qiu Zhuo's heart trembled violently.

He is an official appointed by the court!
If he really joined the Taiping Dao, he would find it difficult to get rid of this stigma for the rest of his life.

Unless, Taiping Dao can become the state religion of Daqian in the future.

Even if it is not a state religion, it must at least be a major religion like Buddhism or Taoism.

Throughout history, there have been many emperors, civil officials, and military generals who converted to Buddhism and Taoism.

However, Taiping Dao was just a sect within the county. It seemed to be a branch of Taoism, but it was not recognized by the imperial court.

If Qiu Zhuo converted to the Taiping Dao, which was not recognized by the imperial court, his path to promotion would be completely blocked.

And in the future, his governance and jurisdiction over Taiyang County will also be interfered with by the Taiping Dao.

He, the ruler of this county, will be no different from a puppet.

but……

Qiu Zhuo looked at the countless Yellow Turbans around him.

Among them were people from all walks of life in Taiyang County, and even the government offices and city defense forces were filled with Taoists.

Now the Taiping Dao is spreading to other counties, and judging by the trend, it will probably reach a new peak in the near future.

Qiu Zhuo was completely powerless to stop it.

Even if he had not joined the Taiping Dao, he could not change his fate of being stripped of power.

Especially if he refuses.

Then Qiu Zhuo had no doubt that he would not survive.

The Great Sage and Good Teacher already knew that Yang Jingye was the mastermind behind the assassination, and Yang Jingye was also a frequent guest of Qiu Zhuo.

How can Qiu Zhuo not be unrelated to this matter?

If Qiu Zhuo hadn't been able to be of use, he would have died long ago.

If Qiu Zhuo refused at this time, it would be tantamount to publicly offending the Great Sage Master and standing against him, completely breaking off relations with the Taiping Dao.

By the time.

Not only will he die.

His whole family can't escape!
Want an official position? Want your life?
At this moment, it doesn't seem difficult to choose.

Finally, Qiu Zhuo sighed sadly and replied weakly:

"I...I entered Taoism."

Liang Jin retracted the bamboo stick with satisfaction.

A member of the Yellow Turbans brought a bowl of talisman water, and Qiu Zhuo could only take it and drink it all.

What follows is a series of initiation ceremonies.

Finally, Liang Jin ordered:
"Qiu Zhuo, now that you have entered the Dao, you must live and die with the Taiping Dao."

"Now the Yang family intends to destroy the Taiping Dao. You should write a memorial to the emperor, stating the Yang family's rebellion."

"The county government immediately issued an arrest warrant for all members of the Yang family, confiscated all assets of the Yang family in Taiyang County, and collected evidence of any crimes committed by the Yang family from the public."

Qiu Zhuo could only bow and reply, "Yes, sir."

Although he was afraid of revenge from the Yang family, he could only save his own life first.

Afterwards, Liang Jin shouted to the group of believers:

"Pass the order down, have all the Taiping Daoists in the counties and prefectures work together to destroy the Yang family's property."

"I want to make sure that the Yang family's business in Qingzhou can no longer continue!"

"I will make the Yang family pay for their evil deeds!"

Upon hearing this, the Yellow Turbans shouted in unison.

Their shouts rose and fell continuously.

Miao Yuanzheng was still holding an umbrella for Liang Jin.

He looked at Liang Jin's back with awe. Ever since the attack in the narrow alley, Liang Jin had vowed to take revenge on Yang Jingye.

Miao Yuanzheng initially thought that Liang Jin would never be able to do it!
A fifth-grade master like Bao Chao is definitely not a joke.

however.

By now, Miao Yuanzheng had received news from the county government office—

Yang Jingye is dead, and Bao Chao is also dead!
Died at the hands of an unknown master.

Miao Yuanzheng had no idea where this expert came from.

Some people say it is a return to oneness.

But Miao Yuanzheng knew that it must not be the case.

He followed Liang Jinzeng around the county government office, and then the assassination happened inside the office.

During the entire process, he did not see how the mysterious master appeared, nor did he see how the mysterious master disappeared.

This even made Miao Yuanzheng doubt for a moment, could this great and virtuous teacher really summon the Yellow Turban warriors to surrender and punish the evildoers?
And now, a county magistrate has converted to the Taiping Dao.

In the future, Miao Yuanzheng believes that more county magistrates, even prefects, and even more high-ranking officials will convert.

Miao Yuanzheng believes that Liang Jin can do it!

The Yang family provoked Liang Jin and is doomed to self-destruction!

Miao Yuanzheng raised his head.

The rain is still falling.

This rain will not stop so easily, it will definitely get heavier.

When the rain stops and the clouds disperse, the sky that appears will definitely be a yellow sky.

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royal palace.

Zongwu Mansion.

In the dark room, it seemed as if even the light was blocked out.

A skinny old eunuch with gray hair walked in front, holding a candle.

Even in broad daylight, candles are needed for lighting here.

Zhao Bao followed respectfully.

But he was full of doubts in his heart. Why didn't the windows of Eunuch Cao Xian's room be opened during the day?
At this time.

The old eunuch spoke:

"Zhao Bao, you are thoughtful."

"Ever since I drank the medicinal soup you brought, my lung disease that I've had for over ten years has been cured."

"These days, I feel so relaxed and comfortable all over my body."

As Cao Xian spoke, he habitually took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth.

But he soon realized that he no longer had a cough.

Over the past ten years, he has developed the habit of coughing every few words.

Now that I have recovered, it is still difficult to give up this old habit.

Zhao Bao hurriedly bowed and replied:

"It's not my little medicine that's powerful, it's clearly you, the head coach, who's in good health."

"Even without the small medicinal soup, you will be able to recover quickly, Chief Instructor."

Cao Xian laughed dryly twice as if he was trying to hoarse his voice, then continued to lead the way.

Zhao Bao had no choice but to continue following.

The two finally arrived at the inner room.

It was even darker here, and the windows were covered with thick felt, making it completely airtight.

The candle in Cao Xian's hand could only illuminate the center of the room, while the area near the wall remained dim.

Just as Zhao Bao was looking around secretly, Cao Xian suddenly grabbed Zhao Bao's wrist.

Zhao Bao was shocked:
"Head Coach, what are you doing..."

Cao Xian just pressed Zhao Bao's pulse and carefully sensed it for a while:
"Zhao Bao, you have actually reached the eighth level."

"It seems that your talent and understanding in martial arts are outstanding."

Zhao Bao quickly replied:

"You are so kind, Head Coach. This is all thanks to your good guidance."

Cao Xian laughed dryly twice, then pulled Zhao Bao to a thick wooden chair.

"Come, sit down."

He said, pointing to the chair.

Zhao Bao quickly replied:

"The head coach hasn't taken his seat yet, how dare I—"

Before he could finish his words, Cao Xian suddenly pushed him down on the chair.

Just as Zhao Bao was surprised, several iron buckles suddenly popped out from the thick chair, firmly buckling Zhao Bao's hands, feet and waist, trapping him completely on the chair.

Who would have thought that this chair actually contained a hidden mechanism.

"Head Coach, why is this happening?"

Zhao Bao asked in surprise.

He tried to struggle a few times, but the steel hoop and the chair were so strong that he couldn't get free at all.

This chair seemed to be specially made for warriors. Even though Zhao Bao was at the eighth level, he was unable to shake it.

But in the flickering candlelight, a cruel grin appeared on Cao Xian's face...

(End of this chapter)