The Disaster of the Yellow Turban, Spirit Realm Number: 82
Difficulty level: D.
Type: Multiplayer (non-death type)
Main mission: Assassinate the Yellow Turban Army coach
Spiritual Realm No. 82 introduces that at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the largest civil uprising organized by religious organizations in Chinese history swept the world.
As an assassin trained by the inner dynasty, you and your companions disguised themselves as refugees and infiltrated into the only Yellow Turban Army, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate the commander.
Zhang Yuanqing, wearing commoner clothes and a yellow scarf on his forehead, stood at the entrance of the military camp holding a crude spear, looking at the military camp behind him.
The camps were arranged in an orderly manner, with rebel teams armed with spears patrolling back and forth, and from time to time a team of scouts rode out of the camp.
They were in a certain army of the Yellow Turban Army and were about to capture a county forty miles away.
Since morning, scouts have been coming in and out of the military camp to deliver intelligence.
In one day at most, a siege would break out.
The army general is one of the thirty-six square canal commanders named Zhangliu. According to the information Xiahou Aotian inquired about, he seems to be a spring god.
Based on the difficulty of the copy, there is a high probability that he is an early level 7 Spring God.
On the opposite side, Xiahou Aotian, who was also dressed in civilian clothes and holding a spear, appeared and said boredly, "It's so boring, why haven't you changed shifts yet?"
As soon as they arrived in the dungeon, they became pawns guarding the military camp. Zhang Yuanqing planned to wait for the shift to find out in the military camp that the general knew the art of ghosts and gods, and then kidnapped the alchemy to test whether Xiahou Aotian's plan was feasible.
Before locking the star officer's seat in the military camp, he didn't want to cause any setbacks. If he provoked his handsome Zhangliu's idea, he wouldn't be able to fight a fierce battle.
Of course Zhang Yuanqing is not afraid of fighting. What he is afraid of is accidentally beating Qu Shuai Zhangliu to death. The dungeon is over and he will return directly!
After finally staying up until noon, Zhang Yuanqing and Xia Hou Aotian were replaced by two pawns and went to the kitchen.
The so-called kitchen is actually an open space with dozens of triangular wooden frames hanging iron pots. The bonfire at the bottom is licking sweetly, and the heat in the pot rises. The soldiers line up in front of the iron pot and receive a bowl from the cook. Broth and two whole-grain steamed buns are a good meal.
"There is actually broth?" Zhang Yuanqing clicked his tongue.
Xia Hou Aotian behind him sneered: "I advise you not to drink."
Zhang Yuanqing looked back and said, "What should I say?
"The Yellow Turban Army is a rebel army formed by hungry and cold people. They don't have enough to eat, so where can they get meat." A complex look appeared on Xiahou Aotian's face, "In troubled times, what kind of meat is the most common? "
Zhang Yuanqing turned his head silently and stopped talking.
Not long after, the two received coarse grain steamed buns and broth.
Zhang Yuanqing held the broth and steamed buns in his mouth. After looking at it, he got close to a few of the most chatty soldiers and asked: "Brothers, I want to ask, are there any prophets in our army who are proficient in the art of ghosts and gods?" .”
He secretly guided the emotions of the soldiers and inspired them to talk, "I know, I know."
"Aren't you talking about the military advisor?"
"The military advisor is a disciple of General Tiangong. He can burn talismans to cure diseases, bring people back to life, and tell fortunes."
Several big soldiers spoke one after another, scrambling to answer.
After Zhang Yuanqing asked the military advisor the location of his tent and his name, he left with Xiahou Aotian.
On the way, he had a pleasant conversation with several soldiers and finally located the military advisor's tent.
The guards outside the tent turned a blind eye to the arrival of the two men.
Zhang Yuanqing opened the thick curtain and saw a middle-aged man in Taoist robes preparing medicine in front of the case in the spacious tent.
Seeing the two people entering the tent silently and exceeding their own perception, the middle-aged man's expression changed. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly turned dull and he fell into an illusion.
Zhang Yuanqing took out Little Red Riding Hood and kidnapped the military advisor. A quarter of an hour later, the two of them appeared in the wilderness far away from the military camp and began to prepare elixirs.
Zhang Yuanqing is holding a brush in his hand, the tip of the brush is stained with golden-red ink, half lying on the stove mouth, concentrating on drawing the spirit seal formation.
Xiahou Aotian took out bottles and jars and poured them into the military advisor's mouth. .
Woo hoo hoo, the military advisor shook his head in horror.
"You eat people, and people eat you. It's a natural cycle, and retribution will be unpleasant." Xiahou Aotian pointed at the center of the military advisor's eyebrows to activate the effect of the medicine.
The military advisor tilted his head and fainted.
The refining process of Sancai Dan is extremely complicated. In addition to the main medicine, there are sixteen auxiliary medicines. Among them, the auxiliary medicines help the main medicine to calm the mind, calm the mind, and achieve a balance of essence, energy, and spirit.
Anesthesia and illusion drugs are the most common. After Zhang Yuanqing finished drawing the spiritual seal, Xiahou Aotian picked up the military advisor and threw it into the alchemy furnace. He summoned the Samadhi True Fire and hung it at the bottom of the alchemy furnace.
Then, he stepped on the formation and extended it to the foot of the half-alchemy furnace. The formation slowly rotated, sometimes reversed, sometimes along the bottom of the furnace, and sometimes the Samadhi True Fire was blazing.
During the process, which sometimes eased, he opened the alchemy furnace several times and added medicinal materials and a small amount of purified water.
The bronze alchemy furnace is filled with golden light, sometimes bright and sometimes hidden.
Half an hour later, blood mist spewed out from the pores of the alchemy furnace. Seeing this, Xiahou Aotian hurriedly extinguished the Samadhi True Fire and moved the alchemy furnace through the formation to the Lingzhuan Formation carved by Zhang Yuanqing more than ten meters away.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately used the power of the sun to ignite the spiritual seal and burn the bronze elixir furnace to purify the remaining spiritual will in the elixir.
The golden flames burned for a full quarter of an hour before extinguishing. They both rushed to the alchemy furnace impatiently. When Xiahou Aotian opened the lid of the furnace, a fishy aroma hit their nostrils.
In the alchemy room, there was a layer of silt-like dye deposited, and a dark red dove egg-sized elixir pill was half sunk in the silt.
Feeling the spiritual power contained in the pill, Xiahou Aotian said happily.
"Successful. I am indeed a genius in refining medicine."
Zhang Yuanqing picked up the pills, put them in the porcelain bottle and said, "The medicine is ready, let's clear the copy quickly."
He didn't even wait for Xiahou Aotian to respond. He turned into starlight and dissipated.
[Ding! Congratulations on completing the multi-player spiritual realm mission object - The Scourge of the Yellow Turban, No. 82, difficulty level D, rewards are being settled]
[During the reward settlement, items and props were obtained: Star Stone, Yin Army Talisman....
[Reward experience value: 0.05%]
[Main line: Mission settlement completed!]
[Settlement completed!
After exiting the spiritual realm ten minutes later, Xiahou Aotian opened the inventory and checked two items. They were both dominator-level low-grade materials. The rewards for low-difficulty dungeons were basically materials. The function of these materials was also very simple, refining props and consumption. Taste.
Making consumables is okay, the success rate is high, but if you are refining props, you will most likely fail, and the failure rate of refining props is extremely high.
On the other side, after Zhang Yuanqing heard the spiritual realm notification sound coming from his ears, he immediately took out the pills and waited for the mark on his forehead to light up.
Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the pill in one gulp, and the pill melted in his mouth, transforming into the power of the moon and stars. Although this power was weak, Zhang Yuanqing was shocked to find that after his cells swallowed this power, the total amount of spiritual power increased and solidified. Come down.
He was very familiar with this feeling. Every time he cleared a copy, the increase in experience points would increase the upper limit and become more powerful.
Xiahou Aotian's plan succeeded.
They successfully exploited the bugs in the spirit realm mechanism and developed a method to bypass character cards and quickly increase speed without entering a dungeon.
"If this plan is announced, Xiahou Aotian's academic success will really shock the world." Zhang Yuanqing muttered.
When the countdown ended, he left the spiritual realm.
In the ruined city filled with gunpowder smoke, Zhai Cai, wearing silver armor, jumped up and shot out a brass light that could ward off enemies.
The deformed monsters along the way were torn to pieces in the light, their limbs falling off in pieces, and black and red blood spreading.
At this time, he felt something in his heart, and he put the Qi Tu Chang sword in front of him and opened the protective wall.
The next second, attacks such as arrows condensed by the poisonous smoke of the petrified beam, wind blades and thunder spears hit him like a torrential rain.
The thick brass walls stood still.
Suddenly, a puff of poisonous smoke seemed to have found a loophole, and it penetrated through the brass wall and floated towards Zhai Cai.
His face suddenly turned black, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. The corners of Zhai Cai's mouth twitched slightly, and he suppressed the pain caused by the poisonous smoke, and said loudly: I declare this battle in the name of a knight. The rules of the battle are no less fighting. many.
Immediately, he raised the sword of Qitui and said in a deep voice, "Those who violate the rules should be punished!
With one strike of the sword, more than a dozen rays of brass sword light were scattered, and screams could be heard everywhere in the darkness...
At this time, all the toxins in Zhai Cai's body were decomposed and turned into purple sweat beads and excreted from the body.
Zhai Cai charged into the enemy with a sword and jumped in the ruins. He swung his sword in parkour and killed the lone master when he encountered it, and ran away when he was surrounded by the master.
Although the land-riding attack methods are simple, their ascetic career in the extraordinary stage has given them a very hard-working body and a strong tolerance for pain.
Like a killing machine on the battlefield.
The stains on the silver armor were washed away by blood, became dirty again, and were washed away by blood.
After an unknown amount of time, when his arm muscles spasmed and he could no longer hold the sword, the aberrant army finally retreated.
He stood on top of the ruins with his sword in his hand, gasping for breath, and heat was rising from the gaps in his armor.
Zhai Cai looked around and saw several knights wearing silver armor.
The cavalry regiment stood proudly on the battlefield sporadicly, with less than ten members.
"Your growth makes people happy." A deep voice came from a distance.
Zhai Cai looked sideways and saw that the person was wearing golden armor and holding a heavy sword. He was about forty or fifty years old, with a pair of blue eyes and a thick beard.
The leader of the Knights, Paladin Simon Rodney, is one of the three demigods of the Holy See.
Zhai Cai took a deep breath and lowered his head: "You taught me well."
In a month, Zhai Cai's combat power increased dramatically. In addition to the substantial increase in physical fitness and melee combat ability, the rules, rulings, and protective walls also made a qualitative leap.
The combat power of a level 7 body is close to level 8. All this is because of the secret book given by Mr. Huichang.
Of course, getting the secrets was just the beginning. The main reason was that Zhai Cai had a spirit of sharing. He taught the secrets to all the knights in the knights, including the paladin.
The name of the United States and Japan is: life and death, resource sharing.
And those knights who got the secret book had more or less insights in practice. Every time Zhai Cai finished a battle, he would bring the knights together to discuss and share their experiences, all working for him.
With so many elite knights sharing their experiences, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and he finally survived the last day.
"It's time for you to leave." The Paladin said solemnly. "No matter how this battle ends, someone must leave. The legacy of knights cannot be cut off. You are the most talented among all knights."
Zhai Cai should have been happy, but he couldn't help but look back, scanning his companions who fought side by side for a whole month, and the battlefield where he had struggled on the edge of life and death many times.
Suddenly there was an unspeakable sadness and emotion in my heart.
"Sacrifice is the destiny of a knight!" He looked at the paladin and spat out his motto that he had been using for many years.
Paladin Tu said solemnly: "It is our destiny to sacrifice here, but not you."
"Let's go and keep the legacy of the knights. You will find your own battlefield! Fight there and sacrifice there!"
Zacai was silent for a long time, then turned around and left without saying a word. His figure gradually faded away and finally disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.
He's back!
