Creation Color Master

In the imperial capital, those civil and military officials who had ulterior motives were quietly eliminated by Sima Yi and others.

It can be said that at this moment there is no one in the imperial capital who can pose a threat to Chu Mo.

No, there is still one person alive at this moment.

That was Tang Chengyun, who was named King You.

However, at this moment, Tang Chengyun, under the manipulation of the soul master Wei Zhongxian, had indulged himself too much on the bed and was already dying and could die at any time.

In the end, King You, who had no ambition to dominate but was forced to do so, died on his bed.

Looking at the dead Tang Chengyun, Wei Zhongxian smiled grimly. In his eyes, Tang Shengyun had no ambition, no blood, and was simply a good-for-nothing waste. There was no need to keep him.

"Hey, such filthy things must not pollute your Highness's eyes. Come, clean up this place for me."

In this way, Chu Mo occupied Huangzhou and led his army into the imperial capital.

When he entered the palace again, Chu Mo stood on the avenue leading to the palace and found that everything had changed.

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In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

At this moment, Huangzhou has undergone earth-shaking changes under the deployment of various outstanding Chinese people.

Inside the imperial palace, Lai Buyi and another person were standing on the highest building in the palace, the Zhaixing Tower, overlooking the entire imperial capital. Behind him, the former director of the Sitianjian, Zhuang Yu, was standing respectfully in the distance.

The Taoist who was talking with Lai Buyi was thin, like a pine tree that had stood on the top of a mountain for many years, exuding an extraordinary temperament.

His white hair was like a waterfall, scattered freely on his shoulders, and every strand of hair seemed to tell the vicissitudes of life.

His face was gaunt, with slightly raised cheekbones and cheeks covered with deep and shallow wrinkles. The depth and intelligence in his eyes were like the twinkling stars in the night sky, revealing a mysterious light, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world.

He was dressed in a Taoist robe as white as snow. The robe was light and flowing like clouds, gently fluttering in the breeze, making him look like a banished immortal who had fallen into the mortal world.

The Taoist robe is embroidered with exquisite Bagua patterns and cranes and auspicious clouds, which are lifelike, as if containing the mysteries of heaven and earth and the truth of Taoism, revealing a carefree attitude that is not bound by external things.

A golden ribbon is tied around the waist, fluttering in the wind like a golden dragon, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

Name: Zuo Ci

Weapons: Dragon Binding Rope, Free and Easy Whisk

Skill: "Heaven and Earth Free Dao Canon"

Faction: Human (Taoism)

Potential: Ascend to the Gods

Cultivation: The middle level of the third realm of Kaitian

Introduction: Zuo Ci, courtesy name Yuanfang, Taoist name Wujiao Xiansheng, a native of Lujiang, teacher of Ge Xuan, an alchemist in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, was known as one of the "Three Immortals of the Late Han Dynasty".

Zuo Ci was gifted with supernatural powers since he was young. He once lived in Tianzhu Mountain and studied the art of alchemy. Later, he obtained the "Nine Elixirs Golden Liquid Sutra" and learned all kinds of transformations. He was familiar with the Five Classics, astronomy, Taoism, and the Six Jias. It was said that he could command ghosts and gods, and cook while sitting. He was an extremely mysterious person, erratic, coming and going without a trace, and he once played a trick on Cao Cao.

“Fellow Daoist Yuan Fang, within a month, we combined our strength to set up the [Nine Dragons Paying Homage to the Emperor Feng Shui Layout] and the [Purple Star Emperor Formation], covering the entire imperial capital. Now, even if a fourth-level strongman comes here, with the two of them activated together, his cultivation can be suppressed to the third level. The lord’s safety will be assured.”

Lai Buyi looked at the prosperous imperial capital. The power of Feng Shui was still flowing, and the rhyme of the great formation was integrated into all things. He smiled and said to Zuo Ci who was standing beside him.

"Haha, I have calculated that next month, today will be an auspicious day that only comes once in a century. It will be a good day for the lord to ascend the throne and become emperor."

"We need to spread the news so that our colleagues in Ming, Yu, and Xun states can step up their efforts."

Lai Buyi smiled and said, "This is easy, Zhuang Yu, listen to what you said, I'll leave this matter to you."

After seeing the methods of these two people, Zhuang Yu was in awe of them. When Lai Buyi spoke, he immediately agreed and left.

Not only the imperial capital, but also the two passes and one city in Huangzhou, the three barriers were also guarded by people specially arranged by Chu Mo.

Tianbo City, the barrier closest to the imperial capital, is now occupied by a mysterious army. Looking around, whether it is the war horses, soldiers, or battle flags, the military camps are all silver-white.

The generals of the White Robe Army were dressed in robes as white as snow. The robes were made of moon-white silk, which shone softly in the sun. The collars and cuffs were embroidered with silver cloud patterns, which seemed to be surrounded by a misty fairy air.

A silver-white ribbon was tied around her waist, lightly tied into a knot, fluttering in the wind, adding a touch of elegance.

The general had a tall and slender figure, walked lightly and steadily, had a face as white as jade, and his lines were soft yet firm.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, as if they contained endless strategies and wisdom; his eyes were clear and bright, like a deep pool, and his calmness revealed a sharp insight into the world; his nose was tall and straight, adding a bit of heroism to his face;

Her long black hair was tied behind her head, fixed with a simple white jade headband. A few strands of hair were playfully scattered in front of her forehead, making her look more casual and natural.

He was wearing a silver-white cloak that fluttered in the wind like snow falling from the sky, adding a bit of heroism and tenacity to him.

He holds a precious sword in his hand, standing on the top of the pass and looking into the distance. Although he is a Confucian general, he exudes an aura of arrogance that is unmatched in the world. His white robe is whiter than snow, and his iron cavalry and golden swords are heart-wrenching.

Name: Chen Qingzhi

Weapons: Brutal Gale Spear, Mountain and River Sword

Skill "Thousands of Troops Breaking the Formation"

Faction: Human (Military)

Potential: Condensing the Military Spirit

Cultivation: Lower level of the third realm Kaitian

Introduction: Chen Qingzhi, courtesy name Ziyun, was a general of the Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties, and was posthumously named "Wu".

Chen Qingzhi was a Confucian general who was deeply loved by the people. His military career began in the sixth year of the Common Era, when he was appointed General Wuwei and successfully completed the task of welcoming the surrender of Yuan Faseng, the governor of Xuzhou of the Northern Wei Dynasty. At the same time, in the Battle of Woyang, he demonstrated outstanding military command ability, continuously confronting and defeating the Northern Wei army with fewer troops, and finally forcing the other side to surrender, which greatly boosted the morale and national prestige of the Southern Liang army, and was thus promoted to General Renwei.

Chen Qingzhi was courageous, good at planning, and had a good way of leading troops. He was deeply loved by the people. Although he was a military general, he was good at comforting his soldiers and could make his subordinates fight for him to the death. Because he led his white-robed army to victory in every battle and created a great reputation, he was given the reputation of "Famous teachers and generals should not be complacent, thousands of soldiers and horses will avoid the white-robed army."

The white-robed soldiers scattered on the city wall were all dressed in plain white battle uniforms, as pure and dazzling as snow falling on the ground; the white light armor reflected a cool glow under the sunlight.

The breeze blew gently, and the white robes they wore outside their bodies rustled, as if telling of their fearlessness and heroism; there were not too many complicated decorations on the robes, only simple patterns embroidered with silver thread on the collar and cuffs.

They mounted their war horses, and the sound of their hooves was like rolling thunder, shaking the earth. The white figures galloped across the battlefield like a whirlwind in winter, and wherever they went, the enemy troops retreated.

The white robes spread all over Tianbo City, with a total of 30,000 white robe soldiers stationed here.