I practiced magic in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 9 Can you do it, little dog?
Chenliu County, behind the peaceful and harmonious atmosphere, is undercurrent due to the increase in the number of refugees.

More than ten miles east of the city, there is a long-abandoned mountain temple that was recently occupied by a group of foreign thugs. The beggars originally in the temple were either killed or escaped.

Suddenly, a man wearing a bamboo hat came in with a man in his hand like a dead dog. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted with joy, "Brother! I caught someone!"

In the mountain temple, the leader showed displeasure on his face and immediately scolded: "Didn't I tell you? This time we are here to kill people, not to kidnap hostages."

After saying that, he kicked the "meat ticket" and angrily cursed with disgust: "Besides, this person is ragged and must have no extra money at home. How much can he be worth?"

"Brother, you may not know that this person used to work for that old man Wang Yun, but was only recently kicked out."

"Oh? This is true!"

"How dare I deceive my brother!"

"Hahaha, very good. If this succeeds, you will be the first to achieve the credit!"

"Someone, wake him up for me."

A basin of cold water was poured on him, and Li Biao slowly woke up. However, what he saw was an ugly and ferocious-looking man with murderous intent in his eyes.

Li Biao, who was a coward to begin with, could not stand such provocation. He was frightened and trembled on the spot. His legs went limp and he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy: "Please spare my life, brave man!"

"Tell me, how much do you know about the Wang family? Tell me one by one!"

Upon hearing this, Li Biao became even more terrified: "You...you want to assassinate Envoy Wang? Killing an official of the imperial court is a capital crime..."

He Yong was so angry that he laughed. He slapped Li Biao in the face, knocking out several of his teeth. Then he cursed ferociously, "Idiot, if I could kill Wang Yun, would I have to arrest you and question you? Tell me, where is Wang Ling? If you don't tell me, I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"

Only then did Li Biao realize that the group of people in front of him were coming for Wang Ling.

Ever since Taoist Shi Zimiao left, Wang Ling became famous in Chenliu. His reputation gradually spread, saying that he was both civil and military, and was the most outstanding talent of the Wang family of Taiyuan.

When Li Biao thought about being expelled from the Wang family, his heart was filled with resentment.

Since the Wang family has been unkind to me, don't blame me, Li Biao, for being unjust!
"I know where Wang Ling is! He is traveling with Wang Yun's second son, Wang Jing!"

He Yong laughed out loud when he heard the good news: "Okay, okay, then let's catch them and kill them together. I'm sure we can get an extra reward."

Seeing that He Yong seemed to be planning to silence him, Li Biao panicked and shouted, "Please spare his life, brave man. I have a deep hatred for Wang Jing. I don't ask for anything else, I just hope you can let me kill this man!"

"Oh? Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know."

He Yong grinned: "Oh, we are the Yellow Turban Army. Do you dare to rebel with us?"

Ever since being kicked out of the Wang family, Li Biao has been shut out by all the wealthy families in the city and has completely lost his livelihood. Moreover, if he does not agree now, he will surely become He Yong's ghost.

Therefore, Li Biao made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said: "If this world doesn't allow me to survive, I will rebel. Why dare not?"

He Yong immediately thought that Li Biao was interesting, and immediately ordered his attendants: "Go get a bowl of magic water and let him drink it."

Soon, a pottery bowl with a missing corner was placed in front of Li Biao. Then He Yong pinched a piece of white talisman paper between his fingers, lit it and mixed it with clear water. He pushed it directly in front of Li Biao and said coldly: "Drink this bowl of talisman water, and you will be considered a brother of my sect."

The black talisman paper mixed in the turbid water made Li Biao hesitate.

"This……"

"What, you don't want to?"

"I drink!"

Li Biao closed his eyes and drank the talisman water in one gulp. Afterwards, he felt as if his whole body was on fire and the intense pain seemed to tear him apart.

He Yong looked at Li Biao who was struggling and rolling on the ground, and showed a cruel smile: "A human talisman is a bargain for you, a dog, but the prerequisite is that you can survive, hahahaha!"

On the other side, Wang Jing took Cao Ren and Cai Yan to a flower forest in the eastern suburbs. It was the season when osmanthus flowers were in full bloom. The sweet and rich fragrance immediately made people intoxicated in the sea of ​​flowers in front of them and reluctant to leave.

Surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, Wang Jing could not help but compose a poem: "The osmanthus flowers fall in the moonlight, and the fragrance floats beyond the clouds."

The beautiful scenery and the exquisite poems brightened the eyes of Cai Yan, a literary girl, and she looked at Wang Jing expectantly: "It's a good sentence, but what about the rest?"

Wang Jing shook his head: "There is nothing below."

Cai Yan: ???
Cao Ren, who was listening, laughed out loud: "Zhao Ming, Yuan Xu is clearly teasing you."

Cai Yan looked at Wang Ling angrily: "Is your second brother always so disliked?"

Wang Ling couldn't help laughing, but when he looked at Wang Jing, he remembered the fist as big as a casserole again, and shrank his neck: "I dare not say bad things about my second brother."

Just as the three were joking with each other, Cao Ren's expression suddenly changed. He put his hand on his sword and said solemnly: "There is murderous intent!"

huh~
A sharp sound came through the air, but was cut down by Cao Ren who was prepared. Only then did everyone see clearly that it was a two-foot-long crossbow arrow flying towards them. The arrow head was tempered with a deadly poison. It made a sizzling sound when it landed on the ground, and instantly corroded the surrounding grass and trees until they turned yellow and black.

Cao Ren held his sword across his chest and shouted angrily in the direction of the hidden weapon: "Who are you, you bastard, to shoot someone from behind!"

Outside the flower forest, more than ten people wearing bamboo hats appeared at some point. They looked murderous and it was obvious that they had come with bad intentions.

"You are meddling in other people's business, come and die!"

He Yong put down his crossbow, stepped forward, drew his sword and slashed at Cao Ren.

At the same time, the men he brought with him also surrounded and killed them.

Dang~
Swords clashed, strong winds blew in the face, and for a moment, the two sides were evenly matched.

He Yong was seen covered in blood, his face was as red as jade, his beard was like soap floss, his body suddenly grew to ten feet taller, and when he slashed with his sword, he had the strength of a thousand pounds.

The bamboo hat was blown away, revealing a yellow scarf with a golden ring on the side shining in the sunlight.

The straw raincoat fell off, revealing an embroidered jacket with iron armor in the middle, covered with frost and swallowing the moonlight.

Seeing this, Cao Ren's eyes narrowed slightly. "Qi Men's technique, refining evil spirits into the body, are you the Yellow Turban Warrior?"

"You only realize how powerful you are now? It's too late!"

The evil spirit in He Yong's body suddenly ran wild, and his sword power became more violent and domineering. Every move he made had the power to split stones and break monuments. For a while, Cao Ren was forced to retreat step by step.

Seeing that Cao Ren had been suppressed by him, He Yong immediately ordered: "Go kill Wang Ling!"

"Yes!"

The rest of the people also activated their magical powers. They all drank talisman water before coming. Although it was only a human talisman, not He Yong's earth talisman, once activated, the power would still increase dramatically in a short period of time.

Wang Ling's eyes widened: "Why me?"

Wang Jing patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. This is the price of fame."

Wang Ling wanted to cry. He was assassinated for no apparent reason, and this feeling made him feel terrible.

But at this moment he had no time to think. In order to survive, he could only fight with all his strength. He drew his sword and blocked in front of Wang Jing. After all, in his impression, his second brother was weak and powerless.

However, the opponents were outnumbered and had the power of magic, so he was soon overwhelmed and in danger. In the end, he was even kicked back and fell at Wang Jing's feet.

Wang Jing looked disgusted: "Xiaogou, can you do it?"

The man who kicked Wang Ling down walked forward with a fierce smile and shouted, "Humph, you are still smiling when death is imminent, Wang Jing, today I will tear you into pieces!"

"Um, Li Biao?"

Li Biao laughed wildly and looked at Wang Jing with hatred on his face: "When you kicked me out of the Wang family, did you ever think that one day you would fall into my hands?"

Wang Jing was very surprised when he saw Li Biao, who had turned into a muscular monster. "We just haven't seen each other for a few days. Did you take hormones? How did you become like this?"

The human talisman created by Zhang Jue of the Taiping Dao can enable ordinary people to instantly gain powerful strength, but it is also accompanied by intense pain.

At this moment, Li Biao was almost driven crazy by the physical pain and the resentment in his heart. There was only one thought left in his mind, which was to completely tear the person in front of him to pieces.

Wang Jing didn't want to take action, but Cao Ren was restrained. He couldn't just watch Wang Ling die in front of him, so he turned around and told Cai Yan: "Zhao Ming, take care of yourself."

Cai Yan took off the seven-hole bamboo flute hanging from her waist, placed it across her chest, and said with a calm smile, "Don't worry, I'm not a burden."

Then he blew gently, and the melodious sound of the flute, like the low hum of a phoenix, resounded through the sky. Wang Jing was shocked, and suddenly he gained some kind of power. He heard a familiar charm from the sound of the flute, and praised: "The sound of the phoenix feather fairy is really extraordinary. It is wonderful to have this song to cheer me up."

Phoenix feathers and colorful clothes, fairy music.

The sound of the flute played by Cai Yan not only had a beneficial effect on Wang Jing and Cao Ren, but also made He Yong's blood circulation blocked. It was as if a huge stone weighing ten thousand pounds was pressing on his soul, making him gradually feel as if he could hardly breathe.

He Yong knew something was wrong, and immediately pointed in the direction of Cai Yan, shouting angrily: "Kill that pretty boy first!"

Wang Jing naturally would not let him have his way. He stepped forward to block the way and stood in front of Cai Yan. He used his hands to practice mystical skills and fire instantly condensed in his palms.

"How can I let you guys disturb my fun?"

Wang Jing shook his hands, and sixteen flying flames shot out at the same time, attacking the enemy's eyes.

The Dharmakaya locked onto the enemy with precision, and the flying flames were as fast as lightning. Li Biao and more than ten others were unable to react in time, and immediately used their faces to block the attack, causing severe damage to their vital parts, causing them to scream: "My eyes!"

The flying flames were not powerful enough, but human eyes were so fragile.

With just one strike, Wang Jing completely controlled the situation. His strength was actually not that strong. If he fought head-on, his opponents would rush at him and hack him to death with their swords.

Unfortunately, before these assassins arrived, they only focused on Wang Ling and were completely unfamiliar with Wang Jing's abilities. As a result, they were caught off guard and were easily ambushed by Wang Jing.

And once the attack succeeds, of course, the goal is to beat the fallen dog hard.

Wang Jing took advantage of the situation and showed no mercy. He took a deep breath and then blew out a strong wind with flames. The fire took advantage of the wind and the wind helped the fire, and all the assassins in front of him were engulfed in an instant.

After the fire died down, only a charred corpse remained on the ground.

Witnessing the tragic death of his brothers, He Yong flew into a rage. He immediately cut Cao Ren in half with a knife and rushed towards Wang Jing, "I want you to pay with your life!"

"Just you?"

Wang Jing stood still, allowing He Yong to approach him five feet away, then he suddenly took out a handful of lime from his sleeve and sprinkled it into He Yong's eyes.

He Yong instinctively blocked the attack with his sword to protect his eyes. Wang Jing took the opportunity to step forward, condensed true fire in his palm, and hit He Yong's heart solidly like a cannonball.

With a click, He Yong's ribs broke. The powerful palm force even penetrated his body and shattered He Yong's heart.

Sun shock!

Its power is enough to split mountains and rocks. How can human flesh and blood stop it?

He Yong vomited blood and flew backward. When he landed on the ground, he was almost out of breath and had no strength to fight again.

Wang Jing shook his numb palms and couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Isn't this enough to kill you?"

Wang Jing had personally tested the blow just now, and it could smash a millstone into pieces, but when it hit He Yong, it only broke a few of his ribs.

If it hadn't been for the surprise attack and the hit in the heart, it would have been a tough fight to take down the person in front of me.

Wang Jing pulled out the Seven Stars from his waist and was about to go forward to finish off the enemy.

He Yong lay on the ground, trying to struggle several times, but his injuries were too severe, and he could only fall down helplessly, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were still fierce and cruel: "My eldest brother He Man will definitely avenge me, I'll wait for you on the road to the underworld!"

"You are the only one who talks a lot of nonsense."

Wang Jing swung his knife and chopped off He Yong’s watermelon-sized head.

As soon as He Yong died, his body began to shrink back to its normal size.

Wang Ling covered his chest and asked blankly, "Who is He Man?"

Wang Jing used his Dharma body to search the memories in his sea of ​​consciousness: "It seems to be the general of the Yellow Turban Army of Runan?"

Cao Ren sheathed his sword and walked forward with a solemn expression. He looked at He Yong's body on the ground with a frown on his face. "He Man, the Fire Jackal, one of the Four Beasts of Heyin, was once a small Fangqu commander under Zhang Jiao. I have fought with him before and he is quite powerful."

Wang Jing found it incredible: "He Man is so strong?"

When he was playing the Romance of the Three Kingdoms series, small fry like He Man were basically killed instantly.

Cao Ren, however, had followed his cousin Cao Cao to fight against the Yellow Turbans in Yuzhou a few years ago, and he knew the power of the Taiping Dao very well: "After all, the demon Taoist Zhang Jiao was once an earth sign, one of the five signs of the Xuanmen Sect, and his Taoist magic was first-rate in the world. The Yellow Turban Warrior was his masterpiece after he comprehended the Qi Men Dun Jia, so naturally he was extremely powerful."

"Qi Men Dun Jia?"

Wang Jing was naturally familiar with this strange book which became famous in later generations.

Cao Ren nodded and continued, "Refining evil spirits into the body is a military skill. Zhang Jue is a genius. He found a new way to refine evil spirits into talisman paper, making three types of talisman paper: heaven, earth, and man. The talisman paper is dissolved in clear water. Even if a skinny farmer drinks it, he will immediately become as strong as an ox and have infinite strength. If the Taiping Dao had not been unfamiliar with formations and tactics, it would have been extremely difficult for the government army to defeat them."

Wang Jing then learned from Cao Ren that martial arts originated from the body-building techniques among the military magical powers, but the complete military magical powers did not only include martial arts, but also included formations, battle diagrams and special tactics.

For example, today, when the two fought alone, Cao Ren had a hard time killing the unknown He Yong, and was even suppressed by the opponent's brute force at one point.

It’s just because the other party drank the talisman water, which was a powerful earth talisman.

But if the two armies formed a battle formation, even if He Yong had several times more people, he would be killed if he met Cao Ren.

This is the power of the military's magical powers, and it is also the confidence that enables officers and soldiers to kill the Yellow Turban Army indiscriminately.

"In that case, the Yellow Turban Army's magic water is not without merit."

It is obvious that Wang Jing is very interested in anything that can enhance his strength.

Cao Ren hastily dissuaded him, saying, "If the magic water was really that effective, Zhang Jue wouldn't have died in defeat. Since ancient times, there has never been a shortcut to training strong soldiers. The magic water only uses magic to temporarily stimulate the body's inner potential. Once the magic wears off, the person who drinks it will either shorten his life or die instantly."

Wang Jing understood what Cao Ren meant. This kind of Yellow Turban warrior created by the magic water was typically a disposable consumable.

Basically, only those with extraordinary talents or strong physiques can repeatedly withstand the medicinal effects of talisman water.

But with such abilities and physique, why not practice a proper martial art?

The Yellow Turban Army had no choice. After all, most of its members were refugees who had lost their land, had no power or influence, and were even penniless. Naturally, they could only use their lives as chips and take a gamble.

Wang Ling looked at the headless corpse in front of him with a heavy heart, and said to Wang Jing: "Second brother, the Yellow Turban Army dared to sneak into Chenliu to kill people. It seems that Yuzhou is about to start a chaos."

Wang Jing sighed as he heard this: "The world is in chaos, not just Yuzhou."

After this incident, everyone had no mood to go outing, and immediately set out to return to the city. Cao Ren even said goodbye to Wang Jing: "I'm sorry to bother you for a long time. I'll leave now."

"Well, I wish you a safe journey."

"I accept your good words."

Wang Jing and Wang Ling returned home and immediately went to see Wang Yun to tell him what happened. Finally, they said, "We are here for Yan Yun. It seems that someone cannot bear to see our Wang family rise again."

"Ok?"

Wang Yun frowned, and fell into deep thought. Finally, he asked, "Did anyone survive?"

Wang Jing shrugged helplessly: "Among the people traveling with me, there are also Yang Zhaoming and Cao Zixiao. They are not only my friends, but also come from famous families. I can't kill them to silence them, right?"

"So the news that you have mastered the True Yang Nine Refinements can't be kept secret for long."

Wang Yun also had a headache, but there was nothing he could do.

Wang Ling looked at Wang Jing in shock: "Second brother, have you really mastered the Nine Refinements of True Yang?"

"It's just the first refining, don't worry too much."

Wang Jing did not take it too seriously. After all, the one he was competing against was not the so-called genius among his peers, but the famous general in the future world of great contention.

Although Wang Jing won the battle with He Yong today very easily, he also realized how deep the water of the Three Kingdoms is.

A mere nameless and small-time bandit soldier became so ferocious just by drinking a bowl of talisman water. The strength of those powerful men who will become famous in the world in the future will definitely be earth-shattering.

At the same time, Wang Jing could not help but remind Wang Yun: "Father, the rebellion in Yuzhou is just around the corner. You are the governor of Yuzhou, so you should make preparations early."

Wang Yun nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I have already taken care of this matter."

(End of this chapter)