My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 223: Zhang Jiao cuts off the dragon’s veins, silver rises to gold
"Brother, found it?"

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang were waiting for a long time on the stone steps winding down the mountain. Next to them were the three "celestial masters" Xu Tai, Wei Xingyuan and Li Changfeng. They lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the figures coming down the stone steps.

"I found it. Come with me, brother!"

Zhang Jiao glanced at the three of them, and then went down the mountain together with the Yellow Turban cultists who were camped at the foot of the mountain, and rushed to the second mountain range behind, which was also a branch of Chalcedony Mountain. A palace was built on it for the emperor to escape the summer heat and to pay homage and be buried here. That ancestor of the Zhao family.

I used to think that the dragon vein was on the main body of Chalcedony Mountain, but after searching for several days, I still found no results. I searched inside and outside the palace, and finally found a map on the Duxian Peak of Chalcedony Mountain, and took advantage of the rising morning sun. , only to see that the two mountain ranges in the distance became a little distorted under the sunlight, showing what dragon veins should look like.

Thousands of Yellow Turban followers drove 30 surrendered troops up the mountain to find the temple they saw at Duxian Peak. There were more than [-] Taoist priests living here, each of whom had good martial arts. But facing the mighty Hao The Yellow Turban cultists who were pushed towards them were also unable to resist, and they were all pushed off the cliff by the Yellow Turban warriors and a group of followers.

In the temple, Zhang Jiao led his troops into the first hall. What was enshrined inside was not the gods of this world, let alone heaven and earth, but the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the Wei State.

Soon, the entire temple was destroyed, the sacrificial hall was dug up, and a copper coffin was carried out. The coffin was opened, and the ancestors of the Wei state who had already turned into wet corpses were dragged to the scorching sun and beaten to pieces with hoes and poles.

"Brother, it may not be possible to cut the dragon's body. Even if it is cut open, it will take at least until next year. It will be too late!"

Zhang Jiao stood on the cliff behind the Taoist temple, stroking his beard and looking around. He saw large and small dragon veins in the sun, like swaying dragon bodies, as if flying in the sky. Under the cliff of the Taoist temple, there was a faint auspicious air hovering, and the surrounding mountains , the mountains and mountains are lined with green trees and full of vitality.

"The Taoist temple here should be the dragon's head, and the corpse is buried in the dragon's eyes." He stepped on the cliff under his feet. The cliff itself extended outwards, and with a few heavy steps, there was a faint shaking.

"The dragon head here has long been unstable. The Emperor of Wei obviously knew this. They prepared another dragon vein just to replace it. It's a pity that my three brothers came here in advance."

The mountain breeze ruffled his beard and hair. Zhang Jue raised his face slightly and said, "Let a thousand strong men come over and bring the prepared hammers and chisels to cut off the cliff here!"

After saying that, he turned around and left the back of the temple and came to the front. Half an hour later, the assembled yellow scarf warriors each held tools at the position selected by Zhang Bao, and smashed hard with ping ping pong. A large number of rock fragments were all smashed by the huge strength of each warrior. splash.

After the strength was revealed, he asked a group of soldiers to come over and continue digging. The skylight slanted westward, revealing that at dusk, the cliff hanging outside the mountain had already been cut to a depth of two feet, and thousands of people were crowded in. The protruding part jumped and jumped, and there was a faint sound of breaking from the mountain.

The sky was getting darker, and the excavation speed gradually slowed down. The gully dug out almost reached most of the cliff and overhanging rocks.

"All of you, please come back!"

Zhang Jue gave instructions softly. He looked at the dark sky and held up the imperial seal with one hand. Suddenly strong winds blew in the mountains, and the dark clouds in the sky rolled and flashed with thunder.

……

Yangzhou, the Wei army camp twenty miles south of Lijiaping.

Dozens of cavalry in front and six thousand soldiers behind them rushed into the gate of the camp. The resting soldiers in the camp were eating and talking around the campfire when they saw the sudden appearance of the soldiers and horses from the capital with surprised expressions.

The first few dozen riders came directly to the Chinese army's camp. They were thirty feet away from the big tent. They turned over and dismounted. The leading general held the imperial edict and led the two generals, and dozens of personal guards to the tent.

At this time, Zhao Guangshi, Meng Tuo, Yu Zangbing and other generals were standing in front of the map, analyzing the movements of Yan's troops and horses, and planning the next route.

The curtain was suddenly opened, and everyone in the tent turned their heads to look over, and saw the three generals who came in lined up.

"Grand Governor, Your Majesty has come here with an order, please accept it!"

The generals in the tent looked shocked. Master Zhao Guang looked solemn. He pushed his way through the crowd and walked to the front. He raised his hands and said, "Please declare the order!"

The three generals were not polite. The leader unfolded the imperial decree with a loud voice.

"The Emperor of the Wei Dynasty issued an edict:
The battle on the front line is dangerous, and two groups of soldiers and horses are defeated one after another. I think of the emperor's uncle Zhao Guangshi. He is old and his body cannot sustain the war for a long time. I am worried about his physical safety. If there is any minor damage, it will be a tragedy for the family. Therefore, I moved the emperor's uncle back to Beijing to take up his post. Sikong, preside over Zongzheng Temple! "

Outside the tent, a thunder sounded in the night sky.

……

Ganzhou Chalcedony Mountain.The thunder was rolling and the mountain wind was roaring in people's ears. The old man standing in front of the cliff raised his wooden staff, and an electric snake flashed across the sky behind him with a roar.

The cliff hanging outside the mountain immediately made a "rumbling" sound, as if there was a real dragon rolling in the mountain.

……

Wei Jun camp.

After the voice of announcing the decree fell, the three generals looked straight at Master Zhao Guang opposite, and the other two generals slowly placed their hands on the sword heads hanging at their waists.

The old man who stood there closed his eyes, and for a long time he chuckled.

"Your Majesty is really considerate of me, an old minister. Whatever...it doesn't matter...my veteran Zhao Guangshi has accepted the order and will return to Luyang to enjoy his old age!"

"Grand Governor! Changing the coach before the battle... What's the point of this?!" The Huizhou generals stepped forward to dissuade him.

The three generals' eyes narrowed, "Don't think too much, this is His Majesty's order, please follow it!"

"Step back, pack up, and bring Tiefeng Yijie with you..."

"Grand Governor, the Tiefeng Yijie Army will also stay!" The general holding the imperial edict said with a gentle expression.

The old man laughed, nodded repeatedly, and turned to look at the generals following him from Huizhou, including Meng Tuo.

"Whether you are fighting with me or following the new commander who succeeded me, you are all working for the Wei Dynasty. You must not act on your own initiative. You must obey the will and wait for the new commander to dispatch!"

"Yes." Meng Tuo and others responded in a low voice while raising their hands.

"Okay, I'm relieved of my errand and feel relaxed!"

Master Zhao Guang bowed his hands towards them: "I will wait quietly in Luyang for the generals to return victorious!"

After saying that, he put up his hands, turned around and strode away from the handsome tent.

……

Thunder and lightning hit Chalcedony Mountain in Ganzhou.

Thousands of believers and soldiers crowded on the mountain road, their eyes intertwined on the figure at the end in front of them, illuminated by lightning.

The loose hair is fluttering in the wind.

The 'rumbling' sound turned into the sound of breaking, and everyone felt the mountain below them shaking. At a certain moment, the cliff broke apart, and the ruined temple above fell straight down the mountain.

Looking from the sky, the winding and undulating mountains are cut off from the dragon's head flying up in front.

Zhang Jiao holds the imperial seal with one hand, his hair is flying, his forehead has bright red lines, and his figure is intertwined in flashes of green and white lightning, like a god coming to the world.

The rumble of thunder rolled across Yangzhou.

When Su Chen woke up from the sound of thunder, there was a tinkling sound of metal in the tent. He looked through the dim oil lamp and saw among the string of tokens hanging on the shelf, the earliest one with the word "God of Heaven" written on it. The token gradually turned golden.

"Can this be upgraded?"

(End of this chapter)