This is how immortals are cultivated

When an earthquake occurred, the Taoist master calmed the ground.

The rocks rolled down, and the Taoist master directly opened the mountain.

As for those unexpected circumstances, for example, the geographical location was unfavorable - Yongzhou Prefecture was a strong city and very difficult to capture.

Disharmony among the people - at this time, a large number of powerful people have gathered in the capital city, with tens of thousands of soldiers.

Even so, there is no way to stop them.

"Damn God!"

Inside the tent, Zhang Jue glared at the sky.

As if hearing his curse, lightning flashed in the dark clouds and struck straight towards him.

However, the gathering of tens of thousands of Yellow Turban troops did indeed gather the luck of "Huang Tian".

So the thunder failed to strike him in the end.

"Hasn't it been taken down yet?"

The tent curtain was lifted and a sound was heard.

Seeing the figure walking into the tent, Zhang Jue immediately bowed.

"Master, you're back?"

"Those bandits who took advantage of the chaos to cause trouble were dealt with so quickly?"

"Of course." Fang Suichu nodded.

This kind of divine will will do everything in its power to carry out targeted actions. For example, during the Yellow Turban Rebellion in Yongzhou, bandit armies burned, killed, and looted in various places in the name of the Yellow Turban Army.

In this way, they want to decompose and pollute the 'Huang Tian Yi' from within.

So Fang Suichu used his divination to kill those who were using his name to make money and do bad things one by one.

"Want to stall for time?"

Fang Suichu probably understood this "will of heaven", or the purpose of the spirit of this real artifact.

But it doesn't matter, he has plenty of time and is willing to accompany you no matter how long it takes.

"Give the order to attack the city."

Fang Suichu left this sentence and walked out of the tent.

Looking at the sky covered with dark clouds, lightning, thunder and heavy rain, Fang Suichu threw a punch upwards.

The moment he swung his fist, Fang Suichu's arm seemed to disappear, followed by a tremendous wave of air bursting out from Fang Suichu's head, instantly tearing apart the rain curtain that seemed to imprison the sky and the earth.

The sky was filled with dense rain, as if a whole crystal mountain range had collapsed in an instant. Amid the exploding sound of cone-shaped air waves, the rain curtain instantly evaporated and turned into white mist, which was swept straight into the sky, shattering the clouds in the sky.

In this world, bound by the rules, Fang Suichu was unable to open the Heaven-Earth Bridge. His original Tongqiao realm cultivation became a pure numerical value that fed back to his body.

But this does not mean that he only has a single physical means. By gathering the Yellow Turban Army and accepting the luck of the Yellow Heaven, Fang Suichu was able to integrate it into his own will, forming a fist intention, and combining it with force to turn decay into magic.

The rain stopped and the dark clouds in the sky reluctantly dispersed.

A rainbow appeared in the misty white fog formed by the rain curtain in the sky.

Cheers broke out again in the camp, as well as slogans such as "The Taiping Dao Year is Jiazi" and they began to march towards the city.

Half an hour later, the city gate was captured and the Yellow Turban Army entered the city.

Under the guidance of Taiping Dao Fu Zhu, the Yellow Turban Army marched in an orderly manner to the area where the powerful families in the city lived.

Ordinary people hid at home and basically did not get hurt.

This is the rule.

Fang Suichu established the rules with his blood, and anyone who broke the rules was dead.

At least within the scope of his vision, he would not allow civilians, who were also common people and slightly better off than refugees, to die because of the refugees' desire to survive.

Under his supervision, the tragedy that poor people have to occupy the space for other poor people to survive in order to survive will not happen.

This is because the surplus of the powerful families is enough to make up for the shortage of refugees such as the Yellow Turban Army.

Fang Suichu went all the way to the government office.

The government office was only one street away from the "Tianjie" where the powerful families lived.

From here you can hear the shouts and screams coming from there.

The powerful people were trying to stop the invasion of the Yellow Turban Army.

After the city was broken, the remaining provincial soldiers gathered in the government office and fought like trapped beasts.

Seeing Fang Suichu walking alone in a yellow Taoist robe, the soldiers guarding outside the government office with their chevaux de frise immediately rushed up with red eyes.

It can be said that this is completely different from what Fang Suichu does not know yet, that is, the situation on Qingyi's side where the state soldiers fled at the sight of the enemy.

After all, those over there are people who follow the will of heaven, while those over here are people who go against the will of heaven.

However, just as the soldiers rushed forward, they turned into a pile of meat paste halfway.

Stepping on broken flesh and body parts, Fang Suichu entered the government office.

There was only one person in the lobby of the government office.

He is an old man, and his identity is the highest official in Yongzhou, the governor of Yongzhou.

Fang Suichu didn't know his name and had no interest in knowing who he was.

The Yongzhou governor was well-maintained, dressed in purple official uniform. Even in such a precarious situation, he remained meticulous. He wore a precious jade pendant around his waist, which, as scholars would say, showed him the demeanor of a gentleman.

This gentleman governor came from a prominent family in a certain state. He was well-known in the state for his courtesy since he was a teenager. Later, he was recommended to serve as an official in the court, and then was sent to serve as the chief official of this state.

This gentleman governor was sitting upright in the hall at this moment, glaring at Fang Suichu who came in stepping on corpses.

"You demon..."

"If you deceive the good people, Heaven will take you away sooner or later."

The governor of Yongzhou could never have imagined that the territory of a state would be devastated to this extent in just a few months.

What he didn't expect was that if the rebellion only came from refugees in neighboring Cangzhou, it would be fine, but in Yongzhou, which was under his jurisdiction, countless peasants also rose up in rebellion.

The thought of this made him furious.

"Since taking office in Yongzhou, I have been promoting education..."

Yes, he promoted education widely and was even famous in the court.

The state also carved a stele in his honor to commemorate his contribution to education.

Under his rule, taxes in Yongzhou were collected the most regularly. There were also many cultural buildings and cultural activities in the state, as well as a large number of calligraphy and poems in praise of the state left by many men of letters and poets.

These can be passed down to future generations, and even his name will be recorded in the history of later generations.

However...

however!

The governor stretched out his arm tremblingly and pointed at Fang Suichu.

"It is you, the evil demon, who has deceived the people, turning them from kind and polite people into thieves!"

"The people have turned into jackals, robbing the property and land of the villagers... If it weren't for you, this wouldn't have happened!"

"A thief?"

After hearing the words of the governor, Fang Suichu paused.

He looked outside the government office.

His eyes passed through the luxurious buildings.

On that "Heavenly Street", the gentry and noble families dressed in silk and satin were begging for mercy.

Begging for mercy from the ragged Yellow Turban soldiers.

Soon, these gentry were turned into corpses underfoot, but the silk and satin on their bodies were torn off, and even the curtains in the hall were carefully removed and stored by the Yellow Turban Army soldiers.

There are warehouses further inside the mansion, each of which is larger than the houses of ordinary people in the city, and various jewels are stored in them.

There is also a granary inside, which does not contain any miscellaneous grains, let alone bran, only refined rice.

These grains were being carefully transported out by the Yellow Turban soldiers. If a grain of rice was scattered, a sharp-eyed soldier would immediately pick it up and put it in his mouth.

There was a severe drought and famine in Cangzhou, and Yongzhou also began to show signs of famine.

The surplus food in the people's homes had long been consumed, which was why the Taiping Dao and the Yellow Turban Army were able to gather so many people so quickly.

The farmers who worked hard to grow crops no longer have any food to eat, and even before that they had to resort to gnawing on tree bark and digging up grass roots.

However, the homes of these wealthy and powerful families who are lazy and ignorant of grains are full of rice, and even their dogs are fat and have shiny fur.

In this situation, the Yellow Turban Army who entered the city to carry food were also called thieves, while the common people who were worried about their food for tomorrow not long ago were also called thieves.

Seeing all this, Fang Suichu sighed and looked back at the governor whose hands were free of calluses and who lived a life of luxury.

"It's really the opposite of Tiangang."

"In my eyes, you are the thieves."

"I'm just taking them back what originally belonged to them."

"But even if I said that, you probably wouldn't understand."

"So, just go die."

Chapter 178: I fight against Taoist Master Fang Xian?

July.

With the momentum of conquering two states in a row, the Qingzhou soldiers led by Qingyi approached the capital.

The capital city is guarded by the world-famous Tangquan Pass, making it extremely difficult to capture.

But when Qingyi led his troops to Tangquan Pass, the mighty pass collapsed of its own accord - the deputy general guarding the pass and the main general had a long-standing grudge. When they heard that Qingyi was leading troops to suppress the rebellion, they were moved by his statement and directly revolted, cutting off the head of the main general guarding the pass.

As a result, the Gyeongju army captured the pass without bloodshed.

Now that Tangquan Pass is in our hands, the road ahead to the capital will be smooth.

Thus, by the end of July, Qingyi's troops had already arrived at the gates of the imperial capital.

There was no need to even persuade them to surrender. The gates of the imperial capital were opened directly, and all the officials in the city rushed out to welcome them.

As for the false emperor...speaking of blood, the young emperor's uncle was unwilling to accept the fact of failure, so he started a fire in the Great Xia ancestral temple and even slaughtered all the descendants of the ancestral temple before the fire.

After Qingyi led his troops into the city, he was awarded the titles of Three Dukes, Prime Minister, and King for his meritorious service in suppressing the rebellion.

Not long after Qingyi was crowned king, the young emperor died suddenly of a serious illness less than half a month after returning to the imperial palace in the capital.

Because the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty was massacred by the false emperor, no legal heir could be found for a while.

As things naturally went on, Qingyi was surrounded by his subordinates, put on the yellow robe, and was able to rule the world.

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At the Temple of Heaven outside the capital, a man in magnificent attire, crowned with a twelve-chapter fur crown and adorned with a majestic azure robe, was offering sacrifices to heaven and earth, announcing to the heavens that Kaiyuan had ascended the throne.

Under the Temple of Heaven, all officials worshiped and were sincerely convinced.

It was obvious that four months ago, this empress was just the legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family.

But in just four months, this empress made a five-level jump in status from the head of a noble family, general of chariots and cavalry, marshal of suppressing rebellion, prime minister and prince, to empress, like riding a rocket.

Despite this, the empress did not even encounter any serious obstacles or enemies along the way, and the process of gaining the throne and competing for the throne was like child's play.

Even so, the people of the world, or rather the noble families and officials of the world, did not feel dissatisfied at all. Instead, they were full of admiration and respect for the Blue-robed Empress.

If you ask whether it is reasonable or not...of course it is reasonable.

Because this is God's will, this is heaven's choice.

Because these noble families and ministers are part of the rule of "kings, princes, generals and ministers are all born with a special kind of blood", they are part of the fabric of fate. Since it is arranged in this way by heaven, even if the emperor is unreasonable, they will still worship him and be convinced.