Yinshan Record

Chapter 401 Auspicious Harvest Descends from Heaven, Zhongshan Returns
In the sixth year of the Da Liang Putong era, auspicious grains fell from the sky in Cizhou. The White Turban rebel Li Hong rebelled and captured Wenning, Shanyin and other counties. The various armies were unable to withstand him, and many local officials died.

The rain in Cizhou City continued until midnight before finally stopping. Su Che then returned to his residence, where he happened to see the Yin-Yang Dharma King sitting under the covered walkway, drinking a plate of braised meat.

"Senior has a good appetite."

Su Che watched as the Yin-Yang Dharma King used his fingers to put slices of braised meat into his mouth one by one, eating with his mouth full of oil, and occasionally picking up the wine pot next to him to take a sip.

This person was, in theory, also a ghost cultivator who enjoyed incense offerings, but his unrestrained eating of his hand really reminded Su Che of many mortal heroes.

"No matter how you do it, it can't compare to you flying up to the sky and becoming a god in the middle of the night."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked at Su Che and shook his head: "People say that Li Hong is a Dao Lord descended to earth, but I think it should be you."

"When I have nothing to do, I just tinker around with things."

Su Che looked at the Yin-Yang Dharma King: "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, senior."

"There's nothing to laugh about."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King pulled a mask from his sleeve: "We have to make a trip tonight..."

Zhongshan Meeting.

Su Che looked at the mask in the Yin-Yang Dharma King's hand; it had been a long time since he'd seen it.

The news of the auspicious grain falling from the sky in Cizhou City did not spread far, but at this moment, the banners of the White Turban Army could already be seen in Shanyin County, which was not far from Cizhou City.

This rebel army, which originated from Wenning County, has finally begun to take shape. Although they are not well-equipped, they have honed their skills in the battles that have captured the county town.

The army was divided into twenty-four squads, each with its own distinctive uniform and number, and a unified and coordinating central command was established.

Sikong Tu sat upright in the camp, gazing at Shanyin County ahead.

The county town reminded him of some unpleasant experiences, but he quickly put them out of his mind.

Inside the camp, the lights were on, and almost all the leaders of the chaotic army had gathered there.

First and foremost is Li Hong, the "True Lord of Peace".

He was a very clean-cut and serene young man, no more than twenty years old, with clear eyes and regular features. Dressed in a yellow robe, he sat quietly in the central chair, not uttering a word, only a smile on his lips, listening attentively.

His right-hand men sat on either side of him. The head of the civil officials was naturally the Jade Alliance Leader of the Great River Alliance. The great success of conquering cities and seizing territories in the past few days seemed to have made him even more worried and weary, with an unyielding look of fatigue on his face.

Not far from Yu Chen was Ghost General Sikong Tu. This ghost cultivator, whose domineering soul had entered his body, seemed to have also risen in cultivation. His body was filled with condensed baleful aura, and his double pupils seemed to be thinking about something.

Besides them, four other highly skilled alchemists were also seated below.

Shikshananda, dressed in a zi robe, sat below silently chanting Buddhist prayers. Dushanjun, a tiger demon from Xuanshan, also sat below, each holding a string of prayer beads, seemingly engaged in some kind of competition.

A bald, rogue cultivator sat below, his eyes narrow and long, with a faint, eerie blue light flickering within them. He was none other than the Rejuvenating Deer God of the Rakshasa Sea. Opposite the Deer God sat a slovenly-dressed Taoist priest, short and stocky, with a wooden hairpin stuck in his hair and two tufts of whiskers on either side of his nose.

"After passing Shanyin County, Cizhou City is just ahead."

Yu Chen looked at the people below and said, "Once we take Cizhou, we will have completely shaken the world, and the situation will be completely different."

The few cultivators below exchanged glances, but none of them responded. They knew that Yu Chenzhi's ambitions lay elsewhere.

There was no county magistrate in Shanyin County. Ever since the former county lieutenant was transferred to the Imperial Guard, the Liang Dynasty seemed to have forgotten about the county.

Later, the Yin-Yang realm shattered, and Buddhism intervened in the Central Plains. Shanyin County was directly merged into Guobei County. Now, this place is Buddhist territory, and there are no living people left in the city. However, it is unknown how many hungry ghosts who escaped from the hungry ghost realm are still active around.

Passing through this empty city, ahead lies the unguarded city of Cizhou.

"There are no soldiers left in Cizhou City, but there are still two troublesome figures."

Yu Chen smiled and said, "One is Xiong Shou, the Imperial Censor of Xingyou, who was originally a gatekeeper of Yuyang Mountain. The other is Su Che of the Duling Su Clan, a disciple of Huang Tiandao, whose swordsmanship is extremely sharp. However, we won't talk about them today. I have some delicious food here that I would like to share with you all." He clapped his hands lightly, and immediately a servant who was serving nearby brought out a food box and placed a large white porcelain bowl in front of each person.

Sikong Tu glanced at it; the bowl contained white porridge with lots of food, including some dried meat and vegetables.

Having been deprived of worldly pleasures for so long, he had absolutely no interest in this plain porridge. Sikong Tu was more concerned with what Yu Chen wanted to convey with this bowl of porridge.

Snoring, snoring.

Sikong Tu turned his head and saw his "master" holding the large white porcelain bowl, not caring whether the white porridge inside was hot or cold, and pouring it directly into his mouth. The white porridge spilled all over his chest, but he was still completely unaware.

"Alliance Leader, what does this mean?"

Deer God looked at the white porcelain bowl in front of him, waiting for Yu Chen's reply.

"Now everyone in Cizhou is eating this. There are porridge kitchens at all four gates. No matter who you are, you can have a bowl of porridge every day."

Dushan Jun and Shichananda were simply chanting Buddhist prayers, while the slovenly Taoist priest paid no attention to anything. Only Lu Shenjun and Sikong Tu frowned slightly.

"How much grain will they consume in a day? Will they eat up all the grain in Cizhou?"

Deer God looked at the white porcelain bowl in front of him, picked up a spoon from the side and stirred it, as if trying to see how much was inside.

This left him no choice but to care.

Currently, the White Turban Army's food and weapons are almost entirely supplied by Luosha Hai, who painstakingly transports them from the East China Sea, which is why the White Turban Army has maintained its current momentum.

Without the continuous supply of resources from Rakshasa Sea, Yu Chen would have to rely on the monsters in Xuan Mountain and the ghost soldiers under Sikong Tu's command to fight.

If things were done this way, even without the Liang Dynasty's intervention, Yu Yangshan would be the first to descend the mountain to slay the demons and monsters.

"Cizhou's granary doesn't have that much grain."

Yu Chen's control over Cizhou far surpasses that of the Imperial Censorate of Daliang.

"There is a master in Cizhou City."

Whether it was transporting the grain to Cizhou discreetly or using some other means, Yu Chen sensed a hint of danger.

Perhaps he overlooked many crucial factors in his planning.

"What, is the Alliance Leader so intimidated by this bowl of porridge that he dares not move forward?"

Deer God Lord put the large bowl aside with considerable dissatisfaction: "If that's the case, then we might as well not do this business of changing the world."

"No, no."

Yu Chen slowly shook his head: "Today I want to tell you all that I have received intelligence that Lao Su will not be heading south. Not only that, our combat strength will be further enhanced."

"Are you willing to add more manpower over there?"

“Indeed, a senior named Bu Xu has been ordered to leave the mountain and will arrive soon. We should join forces to take over Cizhou before he arrives.”

Upon hearing this, Deer God Lord perked up. Damn it, White Deer Cave finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Moreover, the imperial court will not send a single soldier to Cizhou within this month, nor will there be any imperial censors or worshippers. The only reason I have invited you all here today is to kill Xiao Su."

Yu Chen looked at the people in front of him and said, "This person's destiny corresponds to the Azure Dragon of the Six Directions. Our sect judges that he is undoubtedly the reincarnation of the ancient Azure Emperor. Therefore, we must use all our strength."

"Otherwise, this person will surely become a great threat to us."

(End of this chapter)