Chapter two hundred and sixty-two: alone in the enemy camp
Yellow Turban Headquarters, today the entire Yellow Turban barracks is in full preparedness, everyone is wearing armor and holding on to their posts.
Even in some important levels, you can see Qu Shuai or several yellow scarf warriors everywhere.
These people guarded all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, setting up a total of eighteen checkpoints.
The top of the level is where Zhang Jiao held the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony.
Zhang Jiao and a group of generals gathered together and asked Zhang Bao at the side to give orders and send these generals to fixed places.
After all these people were dispatched, only the three brothers Zhang Jiao and Mede were left in this huge palace.
"Today is a rare phenomenon in hundreds of years of Tengu eclipsing the sun. It is also the only chance for Pindao to destroy the fate of the Han Dynasty! This battle can only be won, not defeated. Do you know?"
Zhang Jiao's calm voice rang in everyone's ears.
When this sound rang out, it seemed like there was a burst of thunder suddenly, which made the three people's hearts flutter, and they nodded in agreement.
"In that case, you can go down. I have repaired the human and earth books for you. As for the last volume of the heavenly book, I have also given it to you two brothers. I hope that this fairy book can help you defy heaven.
Change your life!"
Zhang Jiao waved his sleeves and saw three streaks of light flying out and falling into the hands of Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang.
Zhang Bao looked at the books from heaven and earth in his hands and couldn't help but asked: "Brother, you gave us this thing, then you..."
"When cultivating the Tao, you cultivate the mind, not things. The Book of Heaven is of no use to me, so I might as well give it to you!"
"Remember, after this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, Pindao will single-handedly end the fate of the Han Dynasty. The temporary victory or defeat is nothing to you two. As long as you wait patiently, there will eventually be a hidden dragon out of the abyss.
That day!”
After hearing Zhang Jiao's words, the other two people naturally did not dare to say too much and immediately nodded in agreement, then turned and left.
After Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang left, Zhang Jiao's eyes fell on Mei De.
When Zhang Jiao sees his apprentice, he always feels an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart.
"Both of them have left, why haven't you left yet?" Zhang Jiao looked at Mede and asked.
Mei De looked at Zhang Jiao and said: "Disciple can feel the pessimistic atmosphere from Master's words, as if Master, you already know your own ending."
"According to destiny, the destiny of the country will be ended. This is the fate of poor Taoists, isn't it?" Zhang Jiao asked back.
Hearing this, Mede didn't say anything, but the look on his face looked a little strange. He stared at Zhang Jue, but he didn't say a word for a long time.
"Master, doesn't he always teach his disciples that man can conquer heaven?" Mede replied.
"The prerequisite for man to conquer heaven is that there is a real sky above the poor Taoist's head, isn't it?"
"Pindao's fate has already been determined. From the moment he saw you, Pindao already knew his own ending."
"Visitors from outside the world are destined to return. Everything is variable, but some things are eternal."
"Pindao knows your identity and guessed what you want to say. No need to say more, just go..."
Zhang Jiao spoke word by word, and when he talked about these things, his face was calm, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
Just as Zhang Jiao was talking, a sound suddenly came from down the mountain.
"The Imperial Court, General Fenwei, has come to pay homage to the Taoist Master, and I hope that the Taoist Master will give me permission."
The sound came, echoing directly in the sky and vibrating in Zhang Jiao's ears.
Zhang Jiao was slightly stunned, a look of surprise flashed across his face.
General Fenwei?
He had an impression of this person. He was the one who fought with him that day and even shaved off his own hair with one move.
Moreover, the aura on this man's body was consistent with the aura left on the wound of Zhang Baiqi's broken arm. If you guessed correctly, this guy was also the one who caused Zhang Baiqi's broken arm that day.
Such a person and he belong to two camps, and he would actually come to see him at such a sensitive moment on the eve of a battle between the two armies?
Moreover, judging from his own breath sensing, this person seems to have come alone, which is interesting!
"Disciple, your business has come. That person is just like you, a visitor from outside the world. You can go down and have a look on behalf of the master and pick up that powerful general." Zhang Jiao tilted his head and looked at Mei De, and said
Said loudly.
Med nodded, but frowned slightly, walked out of the palace door and walked down the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, Xiao Wen sat on the back of the Feitian Tiger, with the Xuanling Halberd across his shoulders, his hands drooping on the handle, looking at the black mass of yellow scarf soldiers in front of him, his face calm.
There are tens of thousands of people in front of us, right?
And he was just a loner.
One person can face ten thousand people without any fear.
This is very good!
The Yellow Turban soldiers in front of Xiao Wen held spears in their hands and were ready to attack, but they were not in a hurry to attack. They just pointed the tip of their spears at Xiao Wen. Although they did not attack, they had a strong intention to kill.
interesting!
Xiao Wen sighed in his heart and was not in a hurry. He just sat on the tiger's back and waited for someone who could speak to him to come down.
A few minutes later, a figure fell from the sky, but it was a fat man wearing a Taoist robe.
The little fat man was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a fly whisk in his hand, and a long sword at his waist. At first glance, he seemed to have a somewhat immortal air.
This person...
Xiao Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and threw a search function on Med, which immediately displayed Med's information.
Nickname: A repair hook
Gender: Male
Level:48
territory:???
Territory coordinates:???
Profession:???
…
Except for the initial nickname, gender, and rank, all other information is a question mark, shrouded in an unknown force, making it impossible to investigate.
"President of the Iron Blood Alliance?" Xiao Wen asked, his eyes falling on Med.
Med nodded without denying it, then turned to look at Xiao Wen and said: "Banlu Hongchen, a great player who has been very successful in the game recently, I didn't expect to meet you here. Let me introduce myself.
, I am the president of the Iron Blood Alliance, Med!"
Med?
No morals...
No moral character...
Tsk!
This name is interesting!
However, by revealing his identity so early, doesn't this little fat man just want me to reveal my identity and show my sincerity?
Sooner or later we're going to have to deal with it, so it doesn't hurt to tell you.
"Unknown person, Xiao Wen." Xiao Wen said.
Xiao Wen?
Hearing this name, Mede frowned, thinking about Xiao Wen's identity in his mind, and recalled whether he had ever seen such a powerful man.
However, after thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure out the reason.
The name Xiao Wen is just unfamiliar to me.
"You want to go up and see my master?" Mei De looked at Xiao Wen and asked.
Master?
Xiao Wen was stunned and glanced at Mei De with some surprise. Apparently he had never thought that this fat man would actually become the master of Taoist Taiping.
Others are trying their best to increase their favorability and gain an official position in their respective camps.
But this little fat guy is lucky, he actually becomes a disciple directly!
"Yes!" Xiao Wen responded.
"If you want to see Master, you have to pass my test."
"I've long wanted to teach the great master some tricks. As long as you beat me, I'll take you up. How about that?"