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"My son, what are you looking at?" When they heard that Zhang Jiao had rebelled, they even attacked Luoyang. At this moment, Emperor Han Ling, who was sitting on the throne, panicked. He looked at Liu Cheng with a fawning expression and asked.

Liu Cheng stood up and said respectfully to Emperor Ling of Han,""Father, one word is 'war'. Moreover, we must end the battle quickly and suppress the Yellow Turban bandits at all costs. We must kill chickens to serve the monkeys.”

" Roar…" Emperor Ling of Han was still thinking about Liu Cheng's words. However, at this moment, the Flame Dragon's high-pitched dragon roar sounded. Its aura was extremely fierce.

Regardless of whether the war could be won or not, morale was the most important. If you didn't even dare to fight, then your morale would be weak, and the country's fate would decline.

The Flame Dragon represented the fate of the Great Han Dynasty, so compared to the cowardice of Emperor Ling, Liu Cheng's words made it happier.

Hearing the roar of the Fiery Dragon, Emperor Han Ling's face changed. He immediately realized that he could not hesitate anymore. Otherwise, he would really be abandoned by the Fiery Dragon and lose his throne. Therefore, he looked at his son, whom he had never liked, with fear. Then, he immediately said," Pass on my order: General He Jin will lead troops to defend Luoyang's eight passes and stop the Yellow Turban bandits from invading. Lu Zhi, Huangfu Song, and Zhu Wei will be appointed as Zhonglang Generals…"

The last generals sent out by the Han Ling Emperor were Huangfu Song, Zhu Xi, and Lu Zhi. Fortunately, he did not let the aristocratic families and despots recruit their own troops to fight the Yellow Turbans, so Liu Cheng was silent and did not show off again.

The main thing was that the situation in this world was different from the history of the Han Dynasty in Huaxia on Earth. One was a world of ordinary people, while the other was a world of divine Dao techniques. Therefore, he did not know much about the strength of the burly man. Therefore, he really could not interfere in the matter of sending troops.

Moreover, how could he not feel the fear and disgust of Emperor Han Ling towards him? Therefore, it was better not to stand out when his own strength was insufficient, lest he was schemed to death without knowing it.

Just like that, he fell into his own thoughts and remained silent.

Eastern Palace!

In the Han Dynasty, it referred to the palace of the Eastern Empress. It was not the Eastern Palace of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

There were also underage princes who did not have their own residences. For example, Liu Cheng lived with his mother, Empress He, and Liu Xie lived with Empress Dowager Dong.

At this moment, after the court session ended, the civil and military officials left the palace to busy themselves with their matters. Liu Cheng was also riding on his own imperial carriage. This was a treasured weapon. It flew into the sky and entered the ground at lightning speed, its speed extremely fast. Of course, this speed was only one of the functions of the treasured weapon. Its more important function was safety. There was a group of small yellow doors driving outside. If there was an assassination, these small yellow doors would work together and inject power into the imperial carriage. It would be able to display its incredible power and protect the people inside.

As for the extent of its power, Liu Cheng did not know. After all, he had never encountered an assassination attempt.

However, two years ago, when he first sat on the imperial carriage, he had been browsing the entire palace. It entered and left the clouds and quickly flew into the jade palace. Wherever it passed, there were tens of thousands of bright lights and endless multicolored light. There were also tens of thousands of magnificent pavilions and pavilions. The bamboo swayed and the fragrance was permeating the air. The trickling water was like the Milky Way. Goldfish played and golden birds flew back and forth. The immortal aura was dense and did not belong to the human world. He was also stunned for a moment. His heart was in turmoil and he was extremely shocked.

It could only be said that everything in the Luoyang Imperial Palace was not a place of the human world, but a paradise in the Heaven Realm.

A moment later, the carriage, which was made of green, gold, and moon feathers, traveled as fast as lightning. The wind was gentle, and it soon stopped in a palace that was faintly glowing with multicolored light. Liu Cheng's figure stepped on the shoulder of a small yellow door and walked down.

At this moment, Liu Cheng stood on the ground and looked at the bright light in all directions. There was also the huge waterfall hanging in front of the river, forming a beautiful scene of water rising from the sky. There were also the magnificent islands floating in the clouds in the distance. At this moment, he felt the vast imperial power and the mystery of the myriad phenomena. His eyes were still filled with shock, but he thought to himself with a heavy heart,"The Yellow Turban Uprising, everything happened as planned. A few years later, the powerful Liu Han Imperial Family, this magnificent palace, would really fall apart under the division of the various forces. Then, the Divine Great Land would fall into the most chaotic decades until the Three Kingdoms returned to Jin. After the Sima family was temporarily unified, would the tragic song of the five chaotic dynasties begin again?”

After everything that had happened today, he had seen Zhang Jiao's power, the Spirit Monarch's cowardice, the mysterious three overseas immortals, and the world that was now filled with flames of war. As a prince of the Great Han Dynasty, Liu Cheng was almost the Crown Prince. It was impossible for him not to feel pressure and fear.

After all, the Yellow Turban Uprising had already happened. What about Dong Zhuo entering the capital in the future?

Demon King Dong entering the capital meant that the Young Emperor Liu Bian was going to die. This was like fate, and Liu Cheng could not breathe. He was terrified and uneasy.

However, despite his uneasiness, Liu Cheng also calmly thought about it. He knew that to truly change his fate and control his own fate, only power could do so. Therefore, at this moment, a bright light flashed in his eyes. Since he had already awakened the Dragon Spirit, he could now cultivate the imperial martial arts.

"Your Highness is back." Just as Liu Cheng was looking into the distance with a solemn expression, he saw an old man from the Central Yellow Gate leading two teams of beautiful palace maids as he greeted them with his hands by his side.

"Change your clothes and bring me my pills.”Liu Cheng nodded and said.

"Yes, Your Highness." Immediately, the palace maid beside him took out a set of clothes and draped it over Liu Cheng's body. In an instant, a light flashed and the clothes automatically put on Liu Cheng's body. The imperial robe he was originally wearing was gone and replaced by a white warrior's robe. However, this robe had a mysterious dragon pattern on it, making him look noble and extraordinary. It made his not very strong body look mighty and tall.

"Please take the pill, Your Highness." Then, the old man clapped his hands, and two more palace maids walked over gracefully. They knelt at Liu Cheng's feet and presented a precious purple brocade box. The next moment, the box was opened, and a crystal clear pill was placed inside.

This pill was very magical. It had five holes on its surface, like the five palaces of a person. They were scattered in a few mysterious places. At the same time, there was a purple airflow drilling in and out of the holes. They emitted a strong medicinal fragrance. Just a sniff would make people feel refreshed, energetic, and have an incredible spirituality.

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