My cultivation method shines upon all heavens.

Chapter 83 The Black Tortoise carried the Luo River Chart to stabilize the nine provinces, and its internal organs contained the universe to govern eternity.

In the early morning, a light drizzle fell continuously, washing the gray roof tiles until they shone.

The sky was a hazy yellow, as if covered by a murky yellow curtain, and even sunlight could not penetrate this thick haze.

The streets of Yinhu County, which had just begun to show signs of life, have once again fallen into desolation.

The sudden change of weather a month ago displaced a large number of civilians, and broken tiles and charred wood still remain among the ruins.

However, Liu Zhiyuan, the head of the county, remained unmoved, guarding the treasury and showing no intention of opening it to distribute grain.

His behavior was completely different from his previous emphasis on reputation when resisting the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

Lu Ming also had some guesses about this.

Since becoming the successor clerk, he has noticed subtle, invisible forces converging on him.

It vaguely forms the shape of a magpie with white feathers like frost and tail feathers like ribbons.

Just as he expected, official positions can help martial artists in the Transcendent Realm gather true essence and step into the True Person Realm.

However, out of caution, he did not blindly pursue the truth, but instead cultivated step by step.

As for Liu Zhiyuan's change, he had already roughly guessed the reason.

The other party has probably already completed the necessary accumulation for a breakthrough and no longer needs fame.

In this way, ordinary people lose their value, and their life or death naturally becomes irrelevant to them.

Under these circumstances, Lu Ming had no choice but to mobilize the Yin Tiger Guards to open the granaries and distribute grain.

Fortunately, there was no longer any danger from the Yellow Turban Rebellion outside, and the Yin Tiger Guard was finally able to free up their resources.

He used the opportunity of the wilderness being temporarily cleared of demons to organize displaced people to build a path to the underworld and set up lamps for the dead, through a work-for-relief program.

In just one month, the area surrounding Yinhu County nearly doubled in size, with countless wildernesses being cut and carved out by the underworld, and fertile land being developed.

Although those people suffered, they finally saw hope.

He temporarily stabilized the chaotic situation.

Inside the city, however, an eerie silence descended.

All the great talents of the Great Zhao Dynasty have gone into hiding, and it is difficult to find them again.

Liu Zhiyuan guarded the government office to the death, unaware that Yun Changfeng was dead, fearing that he would lose his life if he stepped out of the government office.

After experiencing natural disasters, ordinary people huddled in their remaining houses, barely surviving.

Everything seemed calm on the surface, but there were undercurrents surging beneath.

Inside the small courtyard of the Lu residence, Lu Ming stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the hazy yellow sky, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

"What exactly are you waiting for?"

He murmured to himself.

These people are all becoming more and more cunning these days; he doesn't think they've changed their ways.

Especially these days, through the refugees who have fled, he has learned about some changes in the outside world.

Following the celestial upheaval, General Ma Fubo of the Great Zhao Dynasty mobilized almost his entire force, launching a relentless offensive against the Yellow Turban Army.

For some unknown reason, the thirty-six Yellow Turban armies had lost their previous tenacity and were scattered and defeated one by one.

The younger brothers of the Great Teacher of Virtue, Zhang Liang, the Right Assistant of the Yellow Heaven, and Zhang Bao, the Left Assistant of the Yellow Heaven, were killed one after another.

The morale of the Yellow Turban army was greatly low, with only a few scattered groups of soldiers still fighting, and it was clear that they could no longer stir up any trouble.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion was essentially declared a failure.

If things continue this way, it seems that peaceful days are just around the corner.

-

However, Lu Ming felt that the atmosphere in the world was becoming increasingly grim.

"Could it be—"

He looked up abruptly, his expression changing slightly: "The upheaval—is it not over yet?"

Thinking of this, he quickly suppressed the shock in his heart, but the sense of urgency grew heavier.

Suddenly, he frowned, and a trickle of blood slowly oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Is it getting worse?

He raised his hand to wipe away the blood, forcibly suppressing the throbbing in his body, and revealed a bitter smile.

The Yellow Heaven Great Law has been proven to be incapable of resolving his problem.

The final ingredient for Guiyuan Brew, the gluttonous stomach, could never be gathered.

He had no clue about the relics of the Great Teacher mentioned by Yun Changfeng.

In such a turbulent time, it would be absurd to ask him to abandon his cultivation and start over.

Now that things have come to this, he has no way out but to keep moving forward.

"call"

He exhaled a long breath and sat down cross-legged on the ground.

He took out two porcelain bottles from his bosom and put the last two pills of the Five Internal Organs Pill and the Six Fu Pill into his mouth.

He then took the gourd from his waist, drank a large mouthful of Dragon Tiger Wine, and swallowed it.

A surge of heat rose from my stomach, rushed into my dantian, and flowed to my limbs and bones.

The "Pinglan Strategy" has already started to operate spontaneously, and the Qi and blood are like surging waves, constantly washing over the five internal organs, and the bright jade light shines all over the body.

His breath was long and deep, his mind already absorbed in the scroll before his eyes:

[Martial Arts: Tranquil Wave Strategy (Low-grade Earth-level Technique; Perfected 39996/40000)]

[Martial Skill: Dragon-Slaying Sword (Low-grade Earth Rank; Perfected 40000/40000)]

Time passed, and the numbers on the scroll slowly increased: [Martial Arts: Tranquil Wave Strategy (Low-grade Earthly Book: Perfected 40000/40000)] →

[Talent: Zhou Tian Xing Fu (Supreme)]

"The black tortoise carried the Luo River Chart to define the nine provinces, and its internal organs contained the universe to govern eternity. Each organ is a world, each filth a universe."

"Hiding within the shell, impervious to all laws; circulating throughout the body, without leakage or deficiency, perfectly formed by nature—"

Information about his talents kept flashing through his mind.

Within Lu Ming's body, under the constant cleansing of the medicine and the flow of qi and blood, patterns suddenly appeared on his internal organs.

Resembling tortoise shell patterns, star charts, dragons and phoenixes dancing, as solid as heaven and earth.

"Boom boom boom—!"

Suddenly, the blood and qi in his body surged violently like a bursting dam.

With a sudden moo, the Yin-Yang Daoist Robe fully materialized, covering him with a purple-blue Daoist garment;

The dragon's roar followed closely, and the Cloud Dragon Heavenly Network continuously roamed around its body;

With a sudden roar, the bear's muscles bulged, and an endless, wild aura swept over us.

The tiger roared into the sky, and thunder and fire exploded, shooting out in all directions;

The toads croaked, and a shimmering jade light flowed around them;

Blood surged, and a demonic shadow loomed behind him.

His six supreme talents could no longer be suppressed and erupted completely, tearing his body apart continuously.

Even the incomparably powerful physique of Pangu's battle body is now on the verge of collapse.

Cracks appeared on the surface of his skin, spreading like a spider web. Blood seeped from the cracks, staining his robes red.

Blood kept spilling from the corner of Lu Ming's mouth, his brows were furrowed, and his face was solemn.

Before he knew it, Zhang Wanjun was already standing beside him, quietly protecting him, her dark eyes filled with worry.

Shen Ru stood in the inner room, staring blankly out the window, her face filled with worry.

During this period, Lu Ming would cough for no apparent reason from time to time, and blood would spill from his mouth.

Even if she didn't understand martial arts, she knew that her son's health was probably in trouble.

Unfortunately, every time she asked, she was always given the runaround.

She knew perfectly well that even if she did know, what could she do?

Just like now, an invisible aura permeated the courtyard, making it difficult for her to even get close.

She had already noticed Xiao Wanjun's unusual behavior.

With her keen intellect and intelligence, she had long suspected that Lu Ming's initial intention in taking in Aunt Zhang and her daughter was probably to find her a personal bodyguard.

Otherwise, given his somewhat aloof nature after waking up, how could he possibly care so much about Xiao Wanjun?

Unfortunately, despite all that Lu Ming had done for her in silence, she was unable to help her son in any way and could only watch and pray silently from here.

"Don't worry, they are far more capable than us. They will always turn bad luck into good and misfortune into good fortune."

Behind her, Aunt Zhang held her hand and gently comforted her.

Over the years, her situation with Wanjun has been remarkably similar to that of Shen Ru and her son.

Although Wan Jun was only thirteen or fourteen years old, she secretly helped her solve countless troubles.

Previously, Wan Jun's seemingly weak appearance and cold heart were what she was most worried about.

After meeting Lu Ming, she could clearly feel that the ice surrounding Wan Jun began to melt.

She only hoped that the two of them could be safe and sound, and that would be enough for her.

"Um.

""

Shen Ru nodded gently, but her tightly furrowed brows remained furrowed.

At this moment, Lu Ming had reached a critical juncture.

He frowned, trying his best to suppress the surging talent within him while pondering a solution.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind.