Great Qin: A few people win the government and build the Immortal Qin

Chapter 137

Yuzhou, Yingchuan.

Ying Zheng stood by the window of the restaurant, looking at the Taiping Taoist priests who looked gentle and treated the people below, with a calm face.

"Shang Gongzi, that person is the great sage and good teacher Zhang Jiao."

Next to him, he pointed weakly to a middle-aged Taoist in a gray robe in the crowd and said.

This person has an elegant expression, a pure and dusty air lingering around his body, floating like a fairy, and there is a strange affinity on his body, which makes people feel good at a glance.

"Hum..."

At this moment, the man seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head and looked this way.

"Law Phase Realm."

Facing Zhang Jiao's gaze, Ying Zheng's face did not change, and he spoke lightly, controlling his voice around the two of them.

"Sure enough, in this world of the Three Kingdoms of Immortal Martial Arts, as the person who opened the curtain of the era of the next hundred years, his strength will inevitably be at the peak of this world."

The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious.

The great sage and mentor Zhang Jiao, as the person who single-handedly pushed the Han from weakness to destruction, must have his own merits.

"Shang Gongzi, he's here."

Suddenly, his weak body tensed and said to Ying Zheng.

"Don't be in a hurry, let people serve wine." Ying Zheng waved his hand, turned around and knelt down next to the wine table.

"Yes."

At the same time, on the street, Zhang Jiao found his apprentice Ma Yuanyi.

"Yuanyi, if you have something to do for your teacher, leave for a while, you can sit here first."

Zhang Jiao instructed Ma Yuanyi, who had a simple face, all the way, and Gu Zi walked towards the restaurant not far away.

At this moment, Zhang Jiao's heart was far less calm than on his face.

"It's so strong that the air of the emperor is strong."

Zhang Jiao387's heart shook, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Just now, he suddenly felt someone pointing at him, and when he looked up, he found that it was a young man.

Zhang Jiao subconsciously operated the Taoist method of looking at qi and took a look at the luck of the young man.

Then, he saw a dragon.

A black dragon with teeth and claws, hundreds of feet.

How is this possible?

Zhang Jiao couldn't believe it.

The Han Dynasty suppressed the world, although there was already the image of the twilight of the West Mountain, but under the suppression of the four hundred years of national fortune, there may be hidden dragons in the world, but the luck will never be so prosperous.

It manifested a complete dragon form.

This kind of luck is much stronger than the Han Emperor in Weiyang Palace, and the difference is like the light of fireflies and the sun and moon.

This simply doesn't make sense...

Zhang Jiao couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, so he came to the box where Yingzheng was in the restaurant.

"Dangdang..."

"Come in."

In the box, Ying Zheng spoke lightly.

Zhang Jiao pushed open the box door and walked in, his eyes suddenly condensed.

When he got closer, he realized that this one was really too young.

Moreover, on the other party, the divine power that suppresses the world, even he feels frightened.

Who is this person?

"In Zhangjiao, Lower Taiping Road, I have seen this son."

Zhang Jiao suppressed the emotions in his heart, pinched the seal with both hands, and made a salute to Yingzheng.

(aibj) wants to know who I am, just sit down and talk. "

Ying Zheng waved his hand at Zhang Jiao, looking calm.

Zhang Jiao's eyes drooped slightly, and he slowly knelt down and sat down.

"This son, did you come here to see you?"

Zhang Jiao glanced at the flask on the table and spoke in a deep voice.

Ying Zheng glanced at the full wine jug and nodded slightly,

"So to speak."

"Let me take a look, what kind of person you are, which determines what kind of attitude I will face you in the future."

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhang Jiao's eyes were slightly dull, his expression was calm, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

"The tentacles of Taiping Dao spread all over the eight states in the territory of Dahan, with millions of believers, so many people, everyone knows what Your Excellency wants to do."

Ying Zheng opened his mouth lightly, his eyes were sharp, and he looked directly at Zhang Jiao,

"So, let me take a look, whether you, a great sage and good teacher, are you a true man who has the world in mind, or a man who chases fame and fortune."

"So, does Childe see it?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he looked at Ying Zheng and said.

"In this vast world, the Chaos Heavens, no one can escape my eyes."

Ying Zheng said, in his eyes, there was a Taoist divine light, shining.

Human nature is complex, but there will be differences in the end.

What is thought in a person's heart will leave a mark in the soul.

And through these traces, we can know the temperament of each person.

For example, Zhang Jiao...

In Ying Zheng's eyes, his soul is full of golden brilliance, revealing a boundless meaning of great love.

"Boom..."

Zhang Jiao's body suddenly rose with a majestic momentum, enveloping his body. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

He looked at Ying Zheng in disbelief, his expression solemn.

Just now, he suddenly had a feeling in his heart that his soul was being probed.

"Who the hell are you? What did you come to me for today? "

Zhang Jiao looked at Ying Zheng cautiously, and his face was no longer as light as when he first came.

He was shocked to find that he couldn't see through the young man in front of him at all, whether it was cultivation, personality, and everything else.

This person, as if shrouded in a thick layer of fog, makes it impossible to see the depths.

"I think what I just said is pretty clear." Ying Zheng stared at Zhang Jiao,

"My goal is Taiping Dao."

"Childe, isn't it a member of the Han clan?"

Zhang Jiao was silent for a moment, and his tone became a little strange.

He felt that his guess might have been wrong all along.

The emperor, the Son of Heaven, is not necessarily a member of the Han clan.

"Great Han Clan?"

Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Jiao in amazement, and everyone was not chatting on the same channel just now.

"Faeries."

Ying Zheng shook his head and nodded his watch.

"Master..."

In Zhang Jiao's shocked gaze, the figure of the fairy suddenly emerged from the watch.

"What is this?"

Zhang Jiao's eyes were full of shock, and he looked at the fairy spirit incredulously.

"Show him the history of the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty."

Ying Zheng didn't care about Zhang Jiao's doubts, and said to the fairy.

"Yes."

The fairy nodded, and a screen of light suddenly appeared.

"In the seventh year of Guanghe, in the territory of the Han Dynasty, there was a Yellow Turban Uprising, which swept through Bazhou..."

On the light screen, the history of the late Han Dynasty was played in front of Zhang Jiao's eyes in the form of pictures and texts, which instantly attracted his attention and listened attentively to the narration of the fairy.

The Yellow Turban Uprising, Dong Zhuo's entry into Beijing, the princes of the Eighteenth Route fought against Dong, the Battle of Guandu, the Battle of Chibi, the Three Kingdoms...

Pictures flashed quickly on the light screen.

This information, like thunder, exploded in Zhang Jiao's heart.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, the world is auspicious..."

Zhang Jiao's mouth muttered the slogan of the Yellow Turban Uprising three years later, and his eyes trembled.

At this moment, he was sympathetic to heaven and man, and he was already sure that these things were real.

It's something that's going to happen in the future.

But......

"You..."

Zhang Jiao looked at Ying Zheng hesitantly, at this moment, he was completely confused.

The young man in front of him, where is the sacred?

How can you have such a treasure that you even know what will happen a hundred years later?

"I, the First Emperor of the Great Qin, Ying Zheng."

Ying Zheng said lightly.

"What?"

Zhang Jiao's gaze suddenly tightened, and he got up from his seat and looked at Ying Zheng, his eyes were full of incredulity.

"You..."

"I know the doubts in your heart, take this jade order, walk on it, and you will understand."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, took out a teleportation jade order, and handed it to Zhang Jiao.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Jiao gritted his teeth and grabbed the jade order in his hand.

"Boom..."

The rainbow flickered, the void trembled, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Jiao's figure disappeared into the box.

Until, an hour later, he returned again.

"Zhang Jiao, I've seen the First Emperor."

Zhang Jiao, who had just returned, fell to the ground in front of Ying Zhengbai, his eyes full of excitement.

He saw the true paradise of the people.

"Let's be flat."

Ying Zheng opened his mouth lightly, staring at Zhang Jiao,

"My intention, now you should understand, although the Han is rotten, it is still difficult to shake it with only the Taiping Dao."

"A few years later, Great Qin will come to this realm, push the world, sweep the Central Plains, and reshape order."

"Zhang Jiao, would you like to join and serve my Great Qin?"

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao bowed to Yingzheng without hesitation, and his tone was firm,

"Zhang Jiao, willingly.".