Zhang Jiao stood up, leaning on the golden staff, and staggered towards the wooden door.

"General Zhang, where are you going?"

"Where to go? They are all in this forest, how can I stay alone in this wooden house?"

Zhang Jiao stretched out his palm and pushed towards the wooden door tremblingly.

"So, you all like to let other people's efforts to gain life be wasted?"

Zhang Jue's outstretched palm froze in mid-air.

Lin Junshu was a little angry: "I have never understood your operation. You dismissed the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army. They came back in waves to snipe the enemy for you and die for you!"
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"Now that they have sacrificed their lives to give you a chance of survival, you are going to rush out and die together again? How many people can you kill with your current condition? You want to become a monster with them and use the tentacles on your chest to kill them one by one.

Hanged?"

Zhang Jiao was speechless, returned to the room, and sat down dejectedly.

Silence filled the air. After a long time, Lin Junshu broke the silence.

"Why...why did they become like that? Will you become like that too?"

Lin Junshu asked, he wanted to understand the relationship between those strange anomalies and the pollution level in the system prompts.

"Those are just the evil gods' pollution. If the pollution continues to deepen, whether it's me or you, monsters like that will be our final destination." Zhang Jiao raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Junshu's left eye, which made him feel terrified.

"Evil...evil god? Really that kind of thing?"

"You can see the traces it left, but you don't believe in the existence of the evil god?" Zhang Jiao's eyes revealed a bit of pity.

He leaned down suddenly, pointing his fingers directly at the top of his head, and a low angry voice squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Did you know? The emperors of the Han Dynasty claimed to be the Son of Heaven, and the Heaven they worshiped... was the biggest evil god!"

"The evil god...is the sky? What does this mean?"

Lin Junshu didn't understand Zhang Jiao's words. Even if there really are gods, shouldn't they be saints through meritorious deeds or immortals through cultivation?

Why is the sky worshiped by the emperor actually a god? Or an evil god?

Zhang Jiao sat down and fell into memories, as if thinking about where to start.

"The First Emperor unified the six countries and established the Qin Dynasty, did you know?"

Lin Junshu nodded in confusion, weren't he talking about the Han Dynasty? Why did he mention the pre-Qin Dynasty again?

"Ying Zheng has great courage! The human race has been blessed by ancestors since ancient times and has served God. From Emperor Xuanyuan to the princes of the Spring and Autumn Period, there is actually support from certain beings behind them."

"Those who achieve great things all do so with great righteousness, and exchange the wishes of all living beings for the support of certain beings. And Ying Zheng, he is the only exception."

"This..." Lin Junshu's eyes widened. What do you mean, the previous emperors and rulers all ascended to the throne with the support of evil gods?

Zhang Jiao continued: "He uses human power to fight against the heavens. The gods can borrow power from mortals, but they are not allowed to directly interfere with the world. The gods enshrined by the Qin State are not considered powerful among the countries of the Warring States Period."

"Ying Zheng secretly invited Taoist alchemists and used himself to set up a trap to seal the gods behind Qin. Of course, he himself also received a lot of backlash."

"What Ying Zheng did was an act of great rebellion, whether it was between the gods or the nations. Incited by the gods behind him, the six countries formed an alliance to suppress the Qin Dynasty."

"It was obviously a certain death situation. At least as a person who had just entered the Taoist sect and had not practiced deeply at that time, I really couldn't think of any other way he could break the situation."

"What...what!" Lin Junshu was shocked.

Not only because of this secret of the pre-Qin Dynasty that ordinary people don’t know, what did Zhang Jue just say? He has been alive since the time of Ying Zheng?

Didn't he start the Yellow Turban Uprising after going up the mountain to gather herbs and meeting an immortal who granted him the Book of Taiping? If it was true, as he said, that he had lived from the end of the Warring States Period to the present, then wouldn't he be at least over 400 years old!
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Zhang Jiao ignored Lin Junshu's surprise and said calmly as if he was lost in memories:

"However, he exceeded everyone's expectations. He used strong methods to suppress all opposition voices in the country, and with thunderous power, he swept through the six countries in just ten years.

"To be honest, I still can't imagine how he could achieve such a feat without the support of gods!"

"Later, he ascended to the throne and named himself the First Emperor in the name of Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. He gathered the soldiers of the world and cast twelve bronze figures to suppress the gods with the power of the Nine Provinces."

"Then he abolished the writing of other countries, improved it on the large seal script used by Qin, and created a small edition to further eliminate the marks left by the gods."

"But isn't he a famous tyrant? He burned books and humiliated scholars, worked hard to build the Great Wall, and refined the elixir of immortality..."

"That's the prejudice of ignorant people!" Zhang Jiao angrily interrupted Lin Junshu's speech.

He seemed to have special respect for the First Emperor.

"Burning books and entrapping scholars? What you are killing are the lackeys who are obsessed with the gods! The Great Wall is resisting the invasion of foreign gods! As for the elixir... it's because he ran out of oil when he ascended the throne. He wants to forcefully continue his life.

, he is worried that after his death, no one can stop the backlash of the gods."

"It seems that he failed after all..." Lin Junshu sighed a little.

After listening to Zhang Jiao's story, he couldn't help but feel respect for the First Emperor whom the old man called the First Emperor. Using mortal power to destroy the six kingdoms and suppress the gods, what a heroic feeling!

"Actually, he could have succeeded..."

The old man's expression suddenly darkened a bit.

"Back then, he sent the great alchemist Xu Fudong out of Penglai to refine the elixir of immortality. He managed to suppress the backlash with secret techniques, but he only had two years at most."

"Two years later, there was still no news from Xu Fu. He came to Nanhua Mountain to seek help from the Taoist sect."

"You... didn't help him?" Lin Junshu looked at the old man's sad expression and guessed a bit.

"Then how did he live for so many more years?"

Zhang Jiao shook his head: "I don't know either."

"When he came to Nanhua for help, the master was in retreat. The master has always advocated tranquility and inaction and would hardly participate in mundane things. Therefore, I blocked him back."

"He must have used some very expensive method. In the days that followed, he became more and more radical, rushing everything to last night within ten years. But in the end, he was done. He did not wait for Xu Fu to send

The elixir of youth that comes back."

"Is there really an elixir of immortality? Did Xu Fu succeed?" Lin Junshu said in surprise.

According to the original history, Xu Fu probably never came back after crossing east. There is even an unofficial legend that he took 3,000 childhood virgins to Japan.

And in this world, not only did he come back, he actually made the elixir of life!

"Don't have any illusions about that elixir, it's not a good thing." Zhang Jiao saw the desire in Lin Junshu's eyes.

"After Xu Fu came back, Qin Shihuang had passed away, and the whole country was in turmoil. Without Ying Zheng's suppression, the gods were ready to move again."

"Since the change of dynasties has been continued through the support of gods in the past, why..."

"You're asking why we go to such great lengths to break tradition?"

Lin Junshu nodded. Even if Zhang Jiao said that the emperor believed in evil gods, it would not affect the common people in the world, right? The royal family should exchange for the throne at a price, and the people only need to provide the power of wishes, and that's all.

No impact.

To be honest, it doesn’t really matter to the people who is sitting on top.

"You may have misunderstood something." Zhang Jiao said.

"The evil god only appeared after Qin was destroyed!"

"Ah?" Lin Junshu was surprised. He had always thought that the emperors of this world all worshiped evil gods.

"It was Ying Zheng who first discovered the abnormality. Changes unknown to us have taken place in this world."

"All the gods...are dead."

Lin Junshu was even more confused. Didn't it say that the big man worshiped the evil god? Why did he say that all the gods were dead now? What did the big man worship? The God of Death?

"The current royal family, what they worship is not God! There is no God in this world!"

"I don't know which god it started from. Those gods that once protected humans and enjoyed worship have all turned into monsters!"

"Those things that cannot be seen directly and cannot be described... have eroded all the gods."

"Heaven...is dead!"

Zhang Jiao seemed to have remembered something, his eyes were red, and a gray-black aura appeared on his body that was as solid as a substance.

"Pa!"
Chapter completed!