"Ding…successfully summoned Yue Fei! In the matching world, please wait a moment.”
Zhang Xuan wrote a poem on the Heavenly Book. A white light flashed and the words disappeared.
Immediately, the voice of the Heavenly Book sounded in his mind.
Immediately, Zhang Xuan was overjoyed. The summoning was successful, but he still had to match the world. He could not help but ask,"Heavenly Book, I wonder how long it will take to match the world after this summoning is successful?”
"Ding, matching successful. Yue Fei's world relationship has been generated. Please wait for a while, my lord. Yue Fei will come and seek refuge!”
So that was the case. The matching world was indeed a network of relationships that was generated in this world. People couldn't appear out of thin air without any basis. Zhang Xuan had probably thought of this.
"Ding…does my lord still have any questions?”
Questions? Of course, Zhang Xuan had his doubts. Although he had already used the Heavenly Book to summon it once, he still did not know how to activate the right to use the Heavenly Book again.
"I see!"
"Ding…does my lord still have any questions?”
"No more."
"Ding, since my lord has no questions, then the right to use the Heavenly Book is over!”
With a ding, the Heavenly Book that was originally emitting a white light turned into a beam of light and entered Zhang Xuan's glabella.
The center of his brows was the Human Primal Aperture. As soon as the Heavenly Book entered, Zhang Xuan felt as carefree as drinking iced soda in the middle of summer. His mind immediately cleared up.
" Hu." Zhang Xuan let out a long breath of turbid air and looked out of the window. The experience of this day was even more exciting than the twenty years of his previous life.
Next was the Yellow Turban, the first religious uprising in history.
The Path of Peace had been planning for more than ten years. Once they raised an uprising, eight states rose up together, with millions of soldiers and countless cities. They turned the world upside down.
Zhang Xuan had deduced the Yellow Turban uprising in his previous life. He believed that the main reason why the Yellow Turban uprising flourished and fell was that the battlefield was too scattered.
Zhang Jiao and his brothers were fighting on their own, and there were too many commanders.
He knew that a revolution at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty would not be something that could sweep across the entire country in a day. After the Western Han Dynasty was usurped by Wang Mang, Liu Xiu restored the Han family's rule, all thanks to the support of the aristocratic families.
Therefore, throughout the Eastern Han Dynasty, the aristocratic families became stronger and stronger, and their prestige became even more insufferably arrogant.
In today's world, the eunuchs and Qingliu were like fire and water. The situation of life and death was probably a struggle between the imperial power and the aristocratic families.
If the Road of Peace wanted to succeed, the best way was to beat up the imperial court, then retreat and choose a corner of the land as a base, train soldiers, enrich the people, and wait for an opportunity.
"Hiss, when it comes to martial arts, I'm not inferior to others. However, this is a world where various immortals and martial arts show their divinity. My strength really makes people speechless.”Zhang Xuan looked at his body that was incapable of learning martial arts and did not know what to say.
From his memories, he knew that Zhang Xuan, the young master of the Path of Peace, had never cultivated martial arts. He was even more unwilling to follow his father to train his soul and the path of the Yang God. He only knew how to recite elegant and read Confucian scriptures every day.
That was why Zhang Jiao was outside preaching while he was at Julu's hometown.
"The most important thing now is to go to Ye City and meet with my father, Zhang Jiao. In this world where immortals and martial artists show their divinity, we can't succeed without cultivating!”Zhang Xuan thought to himself and made up his mind. Zhang Xuan's name was not recorded in the history books of his previous life. It was probably because of his personality that he died in Julu's hometown at the beginning of the Yellow Turban era and did not participate in the uprising.
If Zhang Jiao had an heir, the Yellow Turbans might have a chance to become more than bandits.
Just as Zhang Xuan was thinking about the road ahead, he suddenly heard a shout from outside the courtyard,"
"Young master, something bad has happened. A believer has informed me that Julu County has sent people to capture you for some reason!”
It was the voice of the servant, Old Zhang.
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"Tang Zhou's snitching, the great era has begun!”Zhang Xuan suddenly stood up and walked quickly. When he reached the courtyard, he saw an old servant running in anxiously.
"Young Master, let's go quickly. The great teacher is in Ye City at this moment!”
As he said that, he pulled Zhang Xuan's arm and walked towards the stable in the backyard. Uncle Zhang probably thought that Zhang Xuan was still unwilling to participate in the activities of the Road of Peace like before, so he grabbed Zhang Xuan tightly with both hands.
Zhang Xuan smiled in his heart and did not resist. He followed Uncle Zhang to the stable.
The horse was a good horse that Zhang Jiao's disciple had brought from Youzhou. Although Zhang Xuan had never cultivated, he could ride a horse in this world where the Spiritual Qi was surging.
Not long after, the soldiers from Julu Commandery were ordered to capture Zhang Xuan. Seeing that there were only servants left in the house, Zhang Xuan and the others fled on horseback, and they chased after them.
Two hours later, looking at the flatterer sticking out his tongue and dispirited appearance, everyone had no choice but to dismount and feed the horses. Those kinds of fine horses that could travel thousands of miles a day were ultimately rare. It was already not bad to gallop for two hours.
It was already dusk. After Zhang Xuan dismounted, his horse was taken care of by his guards. He looked at the pipe and asked,"How long will it take to get to Ye City?”
When Uncle Zhang heard this, he replied with a slight difference,"One day."
Then he added,"If there are no mistakes on the way, one day is enough."”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "Puff" sound.
An arrow came from behind and pierced into a guard.
"Traitor Zhang Xuan, your father's death has been exposed. Surrender now. If you dare to resist, today will be the day you die!”
In this world, there were five levels of martial arts. They were bones and muscles, qi and blood, hundred refinement, Xiantian, and Martial Saint.
"Young Master, quickly get on the horse. Although we haven't cultivated our Qi and blood, we're all at the peak of the Muscles and Bones realm. I don't think he'll be able to gain an advantage if we fight him in a bloody battle! Uncle Zhang said as he helped Zhang Xuan onto the horse.
The county captain laughed. None of you can leave!"
As he spoke, he took out an item from his clothes. It was the seal of the county captain. Red light flickered on it, it was the luck of the county captain.
At this moment, the luck of the county commander's army was added to his body. His cultivation immediately increased, and the blood essence in his body surged again. It went from the initial stage of the Blood Qi realm to the peak of the Blood Qi realm.
As he spoke, the county captain rode his horse forward, raised his sword high, and charged at the crowd.
Originally, they could still resist a county captain at the initial stage of the Blood Qi realm. Now that they had luck, they already had the strength of a county captain at the peak of the Blood Qi realm. They were really not strong enough. In just a few breaths, the guards were injured and fell to the ground.
Zhang Xuan was not in a hurry to leave and was protected behind by Uncle Zhang. The county captain turned his horse around and stared at the two of them. He shouted,"Put down your weapons and surrender! Otherwise, all of you will die here today!"
At this moment, the sound of hooves came from the main road. Under the dusk sun, Zhang Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked over.
The person was about twenty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had an extraordinary appearance and was wearing a blue robe. He rode on a tall horse and held a black spear. He was heroic and extraordinary.
"Yue Pengju of Tang Yin is here. Who dares to hurt my lord?”
As he spoke, he thrust his spear out from dozens of meters away, emitting a hundred feet of divine light.
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