——Hanyang—

Hanyang Shitan is a very famous pier on the east side of Jingzhou Nanjun. The merchants who once passed by all changed boats and boats nearby. However, in recent years, natural disasters have continued to cause the nearby population to be much more depressed than before. However, many ship owners still insist on carrying passengers here to make a living.

And today, this depressed dock welcomes an amazing figure.

He was a handsome young Confucian scholar with red lips and white teeth, handsome and beautiful appearance. He wore a blue jade crown on his head, a Confucian robe with a tattooed green cloud, a jade belt on his waist, and a flying cloud boot on his feet. His pair of sword eyebrows were extremely heroic. What was incredible is that the Confucian scholar was holding not a paper fan, but a jewel-like sword. He could tell at a glance that it was of extraordinary quality.

This person was the great Han sword scholar who destroyed the entire Yelang Kingdom with one force a month ago, and the sky sword was vast and vast.

"This place... doesn't look like Liangzhou!" The young Jian Ru touched her chin with a suspicious look on her face.

Not far away, a boat boss saw Huihui muttering alone, and asked curiously, "Where is this guy going? If you cross the river, you can carry the guy for a while, and the price is absolutely cheap."

"That's great." Huihui smiled and said happily when she heard this, "I'm sorry, the boss of the ship is carrying it downstream, and I want to go to Mount Tai."

"Taishan?" The boss of the ship who thought he was coming to buy and trade froze his smile, and looked at Huihui and said, "I said, this guy, I can't get to Taishan from now on the boat..."

"Huh?" Huihui looked surprised and asked in surprise, "Isn't this Tianshui? I heard that I can go directly to Mount Tai by boat from Tianshui."

The boss of the boat almost breathed a sigh of relief and was suffocated to death. After a moment of shock, he corrected his tone in a strange tone, "Brother, what you said is right, but this is Hanyang, Hanyang, Jingzhou Nanjun. It is more than a few thousand miles away from the Tianshui of Liangzhou you mentioned..."

"What?" Huihui opened his eyes wide in shock and muttered in disbelief, "It's impossible! When I set out from Xichuan, I kept walking towards the north... Isn't Liangzhou north of Xichuan? In this case, how could I come to Hanyang?"

"That's right..." Boss Boss looked up and down with a strange look, muttering to himself, God knows how you got here.

"It's so troublesome now..." Huihui frowned and sighed, and then said, "Then it's time for the boss of the ship to cross the other side of the river first..." Speaking of this, his eyes suddenly stormed, and he looked at the north side with a strange smile on his face, "Sorry, I don't need to cross the river for the time being, I'm very sorry."

"..." The boss of the ship was a kind person, so he didn't care when he saw Huihui suddenly changed his words.

Why did Yi Huihui suddenly change his mind? Because he noticed a person, a person slowly walking from the northwest direction.

This person is unusual. He was originally a light earth-colored Confucian robe, but this person was naked and tied around with his belt, allowing the upper half of the Confucian robe to hang beside him. Under the fluffy hair on the other end, there was a face full of cruelty and domineeringness. A light red light flashed slightly in his eyes, which made people shudder. What was shocking was the incredible huge heavy sword on the person's shoulder. It was roughly 1 zhang long. The sword tip was more than twenty feet long, and the word "Supplement" was engraved at the bottom, with vigorous brushwork. The hilt of the sword was about seven feet long. The handle was as thick as the waist of an adult man. It was hard to imagine that this person could tell at a glance that it was a bronze heavy sword made of fine iron. How could this person resist it on his shoulder with one hand?

A thousand pounds of power! A true thousand pounds of power!

"Hey!" Seeing the man, an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of Huihui's mouth. He held the sword in his right hand, carried his hands on his back, and stood calmly on the path that man must pass.

As we approached, we were closer. After dozens of breaths, the man who was resisting the giant sword seemed to have not noticed anything, walked straight towards Huaqiu, about less than ten feet beside him.

"Long time no see!... Lose!" Huihui greeted with a smile on her face.

The man named Lose suddenly stopped and stood in a straight line with Huihui, with a arrogant look on his face.

[The Great Han Sword Confucian, the Earth Sword loses the ears!]

"It's you." Shu Er greeted him lightly in a lazy and indifferent tone, and touched his ear with his little finger, as if he didn't take Huihui to heart.

Huihui didn't care about losing her rudeness, and said calmly with a smile, "Although that Jiuliyi believes in evil witches and captures the people of our country for sacrifices, you won't destroy it, right?"

"Tsk!" Shu Er curled his lips and said disdainfully, "What qualifications do you have to blame me for destroying Yelang's country?"

Huihui frowned and corrected, "I just killed the so-called three thousand warriors of the Yelang clan and destroyed their so-called altar. Yelang people, I have no choice! And what about you? It doesn't count the culprit, but also destroyed the entire tribe of one of the Jiuli tribes and cut off its inheritance. This is definitely not God's original intention!"

"I had known you would be long-lasting, so I left behind a young man and a young man without killing... This would not be a terrible inheritance, right?" Shu Er looked at Huihui with a nearly provocative look. His face full of resentment was filled with ferocious expressions, and he said coldly, "If you saw the miserable scene like the blood prison of the Yin, if you saw that many of my innocent people were broken into sacrifices to worship evil witches, you wouldn't have said that!"

Huihui's expression stagnated when she heard this and said in a low voice for a long time, "But even so, you have done too much... God has the virtue of being a good person!"

"However..." interrupted Huihui's words and said in a deep voice, "Those who angered Tianyan will be destroyed! Isn't this your and my duty?"

"You guy..." Huhui, who seemed gentle and elegant, had anger in her eyes.

"Just care about the general trend, no matter the minority... If it were not for God's mercy, he would not want his inheritance to be cut off. Like those evil people, they should have cut all the swords and killed them to eliminate future troubles!" As he said, the violent expression on Sailing the face became even stronger, and he cursed coldly, "The sacrifice of the people of our country to worship evil witches, and those foreigners can even think of it! It seems that the past power is not enough to shock those bastards..."

"What do you want to do?!" Huihui vaguely heard something from the words of Thunder and asked with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, no, for the time being." Unexpectedly, Shu Er suddenly changed his expression, and after thinking for a moment, he chuckled and said, "Are you going to Mount Tai?"

"Hmm." Huihui seemed a little worried and frowned and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to Guangling!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Huihui raised her eyebrows and her expression became solemn again, "What are you doing in Guangling? That person, you can't move for the time being!"

"Oh? Is that?" Shu Er looked at Huihui with his eyes squinted, and said with a sneer, "But, I don't have a clear Tianyu here to tell me not to touch that little guy... After all, this is just your guess! You, the fifth palace Yuan guy, you want to raise a tiger for trouble, I don't object, but I don't allow that person to destroy my great man's foundation! In my opinion, evil people should be killed as soon as possible, how can they let them become bigger?... Or do you want to stop me?"

"..." Seeing the provocative look on the face of Shu Er, Huihui frowned. With a thumb, the sword in the scabbard in his right hand showed a bar of sharp blade. But then he took a deep breath, but took the sharp blade from the scabbard back into the scabbard.

"Hey!" Shu Er sneered, as if he was about to leave. Suddenly, the expression on his face changed. The giant sword in his hand drew a trajectory and slashed towards Huihui with a thunderous momentum.

"boom--"

The heavy slash of the giant sword "replacement" seemed to be filled with the power of the sky and the earth. For a moment, the wind and clouds surging, the strong wind roared, the earth trembled, the flying sand and stones made it difficult for people to distinguish things. It seemed that even the world had lost its color.

However, there was no smile on Sue's face, but he curled his lips with regret and disappointment.

"Tsk!"

With the sound of Shu'er's lips curled, he saw that in the chaos of the strong wind blowing sand and dust, Huihui was still standing in his original position, steady. Looking at the sword in his right hand, it was shocking. He just used a small piece of sword blade that shone out the scabbard to block the extremely heavy giant sword of Shu'er.

"What do you want to do? Lose your ears?" Huo Hui's expression, standing in the storm of the robe, was still calm, and she let the Confucian robe swell up by the strong wind, but waves of unswerving appeared in his eyes.

"Ahha!" Shu Er ignored Huihui's faint threatening inquiry, his eyes became stronger, and the giant sword in his hand danced, slashing towards Huihui with the momentum of thunder.

"Clang—"

With Huihui's scolding, the sword in his hand finally came out of the sheath.

Thunder rolled and heavy rain poured down. The boat owners near Hanyang Stone Beach hid in horror in horror, staring at the sky that suddenly changed color. Although the place where lightning and thunder seemed to be a little far away from them, they would not be implicated, but the loud thunders still made these ordinary ferrymen tremble in their hearts.

They would never have thought that this abnormal celestial phenomenon that lasted for half an hour was caused by the battle between two amazing figures.

——At the same time, in Zhujia Town, Guangling County, Sun Jian’s tent—

"What do you have to do with Taiping Road?!"

Zhang Huang didn't know that the two big men who were thousands of miles away had a confrontation that far exceeded the strength of contemporary warriors. At this time, his mind was full of Sun Jian's questioning question and the extremely powerful aura that slowly penetrated out of Sun Jian's body. This aura pressed his mind and made him become nervous.

"Taiping Road..." Zhang Huang murmured. In fact, when he was invited by Xu Kun, the Danyang soldier general, just now, he felt something was wrong. Li Tong, who was prejudiced to Sun Jian, even reminded him to be careful. If Zhang Huang had not refused, the black-feathered crows would probably come with Zhang Huang.

Zhang Huang thought so about this. As far as their current strength is concerned, if Sun Jian really had evil intentions towards them, then even if they were all black feather crows together, they would obviously be knocked down by Sun Jian. Since that is the case, why bother to do this? Anyway, Zhang Huang felt that he had never done anything that was harmful to the world, and I think Sun Jian would not make things difficult for him.

But when he heard Sun Jian’s question here, Zhang Huang felt something was wrong.

[Is it because he noticed that I used the talisman technique next to that pool? No, he also understands Taoism?]

Zhang Huang's heart was full of surprise. He originally thought that Sun Jian, who was a warrior, could not understand Taoist affairs, but it is undeniable that he had walked with Sun Jian in the wounded barracks today. If Sun Jian had not seen something from the water in the pool, Zhang Huang would have never thought of any other explanation.

However, when Zhang Huang said that, he swallowed it again. After all, his adoptive father reminded him thousands of times before going down the mountain. Do not use Taoism at will when outside, otherwise you will suffer disaster. Although Zhang Huang is safe and sound, it is hard to say what will happen in the future. Besides, Sun Jian is not close to him, so how can he tell him all the secrets?

Thinking of this, Zhang Huang shook his head and said, "I don't understand what General Sun said when he was in office."

"..." Sun Jian frowned and did not speak, but stared at Zhang Huang intently. The momentum on his body became stronger and stronger. The invisible momentum was so oppressing that Zhang Huang seemed to feel as if he was carrying hundreds of pounds of heavy objects.

[What awesome ‘pressure’…]

Zhang Huang was secretly surprised.

The so-called pressure refers to spreading the qi to a certain range outside the body, which can deter everyone in the range. Generally, there is no distinction between enemies and us except the performer. Therefore, most of the skills of this martial artist are used in the single challenge of generals in front of the formation. Of course, warriors who are proficient in this skill can also control the direction and target of the pressure by relying on their will, so that they will not accidentally hurt their own friendly forces.

This is a relatively shallow but very difficult to master martial arts skills. Even Zhang Huang can do it, but it is not easy to use them well. Moreover, the pressure requires a lot of energy to consume. Therefore, in Zhang Huang's opinion, it is completely inferior to another martial arts skill "金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金金�

After a whole cup of tea, no one in the room spoke, but the atmosphere in the room seemed to be imprisoned, Sun Jian's powerful pressure. Later, even the bones in Zhang Huang's body seemed to be creaking with oppression. Although Zhang Huang did not move, that was not his original intention. The fundamental reason was that he could not move in an instant.

Suddenly, the powerful pressure disappeared without a trace. Sun Jian closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, then opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Huang with a complicated expression, and said slowly for a long time, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it... There is a pool in the house where the wounded soldiers stayed. The water in the pool suddenly has the effect of healing injuries today. Is it yours?"

[really……]

Zhang Huang smiled bitterly in his heart. He had seen the wounded soldiers crying miserably because of their injuries, and felt pity in their hearts. Therefore, he once again violated his promise to his adoptive father when he went down the mountain. He used the living talisman technique taught by Tang Zhou when there was no one around, which filled the pool of clear water with "live" anger, but he did not expect that Sun Jian would be worried about it.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhang Huang gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "It's right to be a job, but the job is not a person from Taipingdao!"

"Oh?" Sun Jian's expression was unmoved at all, and he asked lightly, "Sun heard that Taipingdao's living talisman magic can turn clear water into a good medicine for curing all diseases, known as the living dead, flesh and bones... I think this magical technique can never be easily spread, right? If you were not a Taipingdao person, how could you know how to use this magic?"

"It was when I was in Mount Tai the previous month, I happened to meet a person from Taiping Road, and I taught him it." Zhang Huang replied.

"Who?"

"The surname is Tang, and as for the name... it is not convenient to disclose it after the post."

"..." Sun looked at Zhang Huang intently. With his ability, he could easily judge the authenticity of the sentence from Zhang Huang's eyes and heartbeat. After carefully examining Zhang Huang for a few times, Sun knew that Zhang Huang was not lying. The expression on his face suddenly eased a lot, and nodded and said, "It's good that it doesn't matter... Just learning this magic from those people is your opportunity, but Sun still wants to advise you not to be related to Taipingdao... In fact, it doesn't matter if you admit that you are a Taipingdao person just now. As long as you listen to Sun's good advice, you will never have anything to do with him from now on."

[Huh?]

Zhang Huang was stunned for a moment, because what Sun revealed in his words was that he had no intention of being unfavorable to him from the beginning.

[Then what do you do when you put pressure on me as soon as you come up?]

Zhang Huang looked at Sun Jian with a strange expression, muttering in his heart but did not dare to ask.

However, Sun Jian seemed to see through Zhang Huang's thoughts, and suddenly laughed and said, "Don't blame me! It's because Demou praised you six black-feathered crows in front of Sun several times, especially you, so Sun just tried it out."

"..." Zhang Huang did not expect such a thing to be heard. He was speechless. After a long time, he asked with a wry smile, "I don't know General Sun's evaluation?"

"Haha." Sun Jian looked at Zhang Huang and nodded repeatedly, and said with a hearty smile, "What De Ming said is true, it is indeed a rare hero. If you want to be a pillar of the country in time..." At this point, his words came to an abrupt end. He glanced at Zhang Huang in a strange way and said in a deep voice, "But this is just Sun's opinion. You should not be truly satisfied. Don't be complacent with this. You need to know that martial artists practice martial arts, which is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat..."

Listening to Sun Jian's advice, Zhang Huang was really amused and laughed. He thought to himself, would I be complacent and arrogant because of your praise? I really underestimate people!

However, Zhang Huang also admitted that Sun Jian said that this advice was indeed from good intentions, which made Zhang Huang forget the little bit of unhappiness just now.

After persuading for a while, Sun Jian seemed to be worried and moved the topic to Taipingdao again.

"You should not forget what Sun said to you just now. Taipingdao used the mantra to cure the people's illnesses, invited people's hearts, and accepted disciples to preach. It is really unpredictable. If you get close to Taipingdao, this will happen in the future!" As he said that, Sun found a wanted list from the table and placed it in front of Zhang Huang.

"It is said that Zhang Jiao, a native of Julu, called himself a 'big wise and good teacher', did not follow the court's recruitment, invited people to buy hearts, and accepted disciples to preach. He had ulterior motives, so he specially issued this wanted... Hiss! Five thousand golds?!"

After carefully reading the introduction of the "censor" on the wanted list, Zhang Huang was so shocked that he gasped. You should know that the wanted order of Zang Ba's 2,000 taels of silver was already high, but compared with the wanted order of the 5,000 gold from the great wise and good teacher Zhang Jiao, it was simply a witch.

[It seems that the Han Dynasty court was not that ignorant...]

Zhang Huang unexpectedly picked up the wanted order and looked at it a few times, muttering in his heart, because in his memory, the leader of Taiping Dao, Zhang Jiao, did not know this great man until the eve of the rebellion. Before that, he was unaware of it. He was like blind, and let Zhang Jiao take away three **fang. Not only did he say that many disciples such as the Sixty-Four Xiaofang also made him gather millions of believers. It was simply incredible!

At that time, Zhang Huang was wondering, was the Han Dynasty so weak in its control over local news? Or was it that the so-called great sages in the court were all people who had a good time, so that Zhang Jiao had been invited by the people for nearly ten years, but no one in the court knew about it.

Now that Zhang Huang saw this wanted order, he felt relieved.

That's right. The Han court would not ignore the common people who were so arrogant that they would invite people's hearts among the people.

[The great wise and good teacher Zhang Jiao... Five thousand golds, be good, it's really amazing...]

With a secret sigh in his heart, Zhang Huang glanced at the portrait on the wanted order. Suddenly, his face changed, his eyes widened, and he looked incredible.

[This is... the adoptive father?!] (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!
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