ALL NOVEL Chapter 6 Zhang Jiao’s Legacy
Zhang Jiao left little legacy, pitifully small.
A pure spiritual power poured into Mu Yi's sea of consciousness, and Mu Yi's talent was further transformed.
He also further began to understand the true meaning of his talent and break down the boundaries. This was the effect of his ability.
Because of his strong desire to change the world and the particularity of his own soul, the knowledge in his mind was sublimated, which prompted him to possess this ability.
It is also his own peculiarity. In the era of information explosion, he has read too many books. When these hidden contents are recalled in his mind, they are all clearly recalled with the surge of mental power.
So it was logical that he had a talent, and now Zhang Jiao's mental power has allowed his talent to be further evolved.
At this moment, he can not only break the connection between the worlds, but also break the boundaries for others.
"Is this your will? Great Master..."
Feeling this new ability, Mu Yi fell into silence. With this distinctive effect, even if Zhang Jiao died, he still wanted to break the oppression on the people?
"Zhou Cang, Pei Yuanshao, come here!" Mu Yi called softly.
"Little virtuous teacher!" Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao walked to Mu Yi's side.
"Are you willing to fight for the Yellow Turbans again?" Mu Yi looked at the two of them seriously.
"Of course!" Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao's eyes were firm.
They are all at the level of inner Qi. As long as they are willing to serve under the princes, the princes will turn a blind eye and accept them. They can enjoy hot and spicy food every day.
But they couldn't let go of the Yellow Turbans, and they couldn't let go of the Huang Turbans behind them who had no vitality, or even the old, weak, sick and disabled, so they walked aimlessly in the wasteland, praying for a way to survive.
"Okay! Bear with it, it will hurt!" Mu Yi slapped his hands on their chests, and then used his ability.
In just an instant, Mu Yi's face turned pale and his body was crumbling. The horrific consumption made his already unrecovered body worse.
But when he was about to fall, two big hands supported him.
"Little virtuous teacher!"
Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao, the earthy yellow inner energy slowly escaped from their bodies, and then the color of the inner energy became lighter and lighter until it became colorless.
The majestic and majestic feeling that originally gave people slowly disappeared, and it looked like an ordinary yellow scarf.
"It seems that it was successful!" Mu Yi grinned and said with a smile.
He succeeded. He used the concept of breaking the shackles. At this moment, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao had broken through their original limits and reached the level where the inner energy separated from the body.
But it was also because the two of them had already reached the threshold of strength. Otherwise, they would not have been able to escape for several years with Mu Yi's original body from the giant deer.
Now, even if they are the weakest among the inner Qi separated from the body, they are still the inner Qi separated from the body.
If they were targeting tanks before, now they are dealing with humanoid nuclear warheads.
"Next, it's up to you!" Mu Yi broke away from the two of them, tried to stand up straight, and said slightly weakly.
"We will live up to our orders!" Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao clasped their fists.
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On the second day, this team of tens of thousands of people approached Buqi County.
Although the county is a small city, it falls within the scope of Donglai County.
The population is no more than 10,000 households, and the total number of people is just over 40,000.
When the guards on the city wall saw the figure in the distance, they immediately called to the guards at the city gate to close the gate.
"There is no yellow scarf, so he must be a refugee. Go quickly and inform the county magistrate!"
The leading guard let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, these guys were not Yellow Turbans. Otherwise, with tens of thousands of people, they would be enough to drink a pot.
Relying on his own reputation, Kong Beihai had just seconded a lot of troops from various places to go to Hulao Pass to attack the evil Dong Zhuo. If such a large-scale Yellow Turban was to be encountered at this pass, something might happen.
In fact, although the yellow scarf is just a headdress, it represents something different in this world.
Taking off the Yellow Turban will not make them live longer. The vast majority of those who rebel are already unable to survive.
Wearing a yellow scarf can actually help them live longer, and at least they have a belief that can keep them going.
It is not a false belief, but a real belief that allows them to endure hunger even more.
Only after death, they will take off the yellow scarf of the deceased and carry it with them as if they have the belief of the deceased.
Therefore, for each city, the distinction between Yellow Turbans and refugees depends on whether they have Yellow Turbans on their heads.
But even if they are not Yellow Turbans, the refugees are still troublesome enough. Those hungry refugees may directly attack the city gate, and then a fight will probably be inevitable.
Yuan Zhan, the county magistrate, is in a good mood today.
Born in a branch of the Yuan family in Runan, he was able to become the county magistrate of the six hundred kilograms at his age because he was neither wise nor brave, naturally because of the operation of the Yuan family.
When he heard that Yuan Shao had been elected as the leader of the Jujube League, he was naturally overjoyed and honored.
He recruited several singing girls, Ya Ge, and he took a few servants to play hut.
As the saying goes, hit the building and the moon will fall, and throw the pot to break the sad face.
This is the favorite game of contemporary literati and family members.
Just as he was accepting the compliment from the clerk, there was a noise outside, and then the door was pushed open, and a panicked figure rushed in.
"County Lord, something serious is going to happen!" The visitor looked at his County Lord in fear.
"Why panic!"
Yuan Zhan frowned, these mud-legged people just couldn't keep calm.
He dismissed several singing girls, then straightened his clothes, sat down on the seat calmly, and said calmly:
"How unbecoming is it to be so panicked!"
The unhurried and graceful manner made the visitor feel a little more at ease. The county master was so confident, and he instantly felt at ease.
"Report to the County Lord! There are over 10,000 refugees approaching outside the city! Please give the order quickly!"
"what!"
Yuan Zhan stood up suddenly, stumbled and fell to the ground, then got up and tugged on the visitor's sleeves in a panic, not caring about his bullshit style.
"How many people did you say?"
"Ten or twenty thousand refugees!" The city guard, who was driven by Yuan Zhan's panic, was also in a panic.
My family knows their own affairs, and there are only about two tuns of soldiers in the entire Buqi city, which is more than 200 people.
According to the recruitment system of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the actual number of permanent troops stationed in counties and counties in the world was not very large. Even if the defense forces in various places were strengthened due to the Yellow Turban Rebellion, they would only have more than 500 troops in other counties.
It is already equivalent to a ratio of one in twenty. Although it has not reached the limit of one in ten, it can be regarded as the limit.
After all, the remaining young men still have to work in the fields. Should we let the landlords in the city do the work?
But Kong Rong went to attack Dong Zhuo and borrowed many people from various counties. Now they only have two troops.
Even in the face of those refugees who are too hungry to have any strength, I am afraid they are unable to cope. At this moment, Yuan Zhan can only pray that there will be fewer young people among the refugees, otherwise there may be a big trouble.
"Quickly inform the big families in the city and ask them to send their servants to go up the city wall together..."
"boom!"
Just when Yuan Zhan was in a hurry and was about to mobilize the businessmen and big households that he usually looked down on, a loud noise spread throughout Buqi County.