Chapter 7 Encounter with Taiping Taoism!

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"reserve!"

After retaining the entry, Liu Hong continued to refresh.

The result is just a white entry that refreshes.

All the opportunities to refresh entries today were wasted, and no suitable entry was refreshed.

Liu Hong could only sigh helplessly.

After all, refreshing entries in the system all depends on luck.

Luck is not something he can decide.

Place the horses in the stables of the Sheriff's House.

Liu Hong continued to practice for a day.

In the next few days.

His schedule is packed.

Refresh the war horse's entries every day, and then practice your inner strength.

With the blessing of the medicinal effects of wild ginseng, the internal energy has reached the state of being condensed four times.

Now, his level of internal energy condensation is comparable to that of a general who has refined his internal energy more than 30 times. He can defeat his former self with just one hand!

Day after day.

Brush the entries, condense your inner energy, and use the maid to relieve the fire.

However, as his internal strength increased, his body became stronger.

Just a hint of power that Ba Jue Gang Qi inadvertently burst out was enough to torment several maids unbearably.

The housekeeper and the servants in the county governor's house would see maids being carried out of their bedrooms late at night every day.

From the initial shock, to numbness, it is no longer even surprising.

Just think that the old tree of your county governor has bloomed again.

"It's not enough!"

Seeing several maids being carried out of the room, Liu Hong, who had not vented even half of his anger, only felt irritable.

"Looks like I need to buy some more pretty maids."

After Liu Hong thought for a moment, he came to the stables, where he had been feeding for the past few days.

This white horse, which was once skinny and short, has been completely transformed.

He is tall and majestic, with soft hair and piercing eyes. Anyone who sees him will praise him as a good horse.

But before it can truly be reborn, it still needs the last three golden entries.

refresh!

Liu Hong casually refreshed the entry.

A burst of dazzling light bloomed, and the original blue entry was replaced by a touch of golden light.

[Qianlima: travel thousands of miles in a day, pick one out of ten thousand, endurance, speed, burst +200%, golden entry. 】

It’s finally out!

Liu Hong looked at this golden entry and was indescribably satisfied.

With the blessing of these two golden entries, this sick horse can barely be called a divine horse.

"From now on, you will be called Shenfu!"

In the pre-Qin period, Qin Shihuang Yingzheng had seven famous horses carefully selected from all over the world, and they were called the Seven Horses of the King of Qin.

Zhuifeng, White Rabbit, Quiet King, Bendian, Feihe, Tongjue, Shenfu

Among them, the goddess is the most famous.

He was named after the god Fu, so he naturally had high hopes for this horse.

Liu Hong looked at the third entry.

Lazy, gray entry.

refresh!

There was a flash of white light.

Liu Hong glanced at it and continued to refresh.

A deep purple light bloomed.

[Bloodthirsty and belligerent: Strength, burst +50%, when fighting on the battlefield, gain 1 point of fighting spirit every minute, when fighting spirit reaches 100, all attributes +10, purple entry]

"reserve!"

Liu Hong happily saved both items.

Good entries appeared twice in a row. It seems that the bad luck these days has begun to change.

Liu Hong was in a good mood and planned to buy some maids from Yahang to expand his arsenal of firearms!

Take the housekeeper Liu Nengneng with you and go straight to Yaxing in Dongshi.

In recent years, there have been constant natural and man-made disasters, coupled with the incompetence of the imperial court.

Many people could not bear the high taxes, abandoned their fields, and became bandits.

The buying and selling of children is even more commonplace.

I just want to find a good background for my children, even if they are slaves, it is better than starving to death.

As soon as he went out, Liu Hong noticed some strange figures on the street.

"Go and find out where these strange people come from."

Liu Hong frowned and looked at the housekeeper beside him.

These were troubled times, and there were so many strange faces suddenly appearing in the county, so he couldn't help but become vigilant.

The steward on the side heard this and blended into the crowd to inquire.

After coming back, he said in Liu Hong's ear.

"Sir, these people call themselves Taiping Taoists. They have been using talisman water to save people on the street for several days."

Hearing what the housekeeper Liu Nengneng said, Liu Hong's eyes turned cold.

Taiping Taoists use Talisman water to treat diseases.

He didn't expect that there would be Taiping Taoists preaching under his governance, and it was still at this point in time.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion is about to begin, and these people are deadly knives!

If they are allowed to preach successfully, they will respond to the call and rise up.

When the time comes, the first one to die will be him, the county guard!

He has no control over other places, but in the counties he governs, Taiping Dao people will never be allowed to preach!

Thinking of this, Liu Hong walked towards the crowd gathered not far away with an expressionless face.

Among the crowd, a group of Taiping cultists were performing the so-called river trick of Fu Shui to save people.

"Oh, pretending to be a ghost."

Liu Hong sneered.

Zhang Jiao in this world may have some magical means.

After all, Overlord Xiang Yu can defeat a city with one shot.

It wouldn't surprise him that Zhang Jiao could really control the wind and rain.

But right now, this group of mere believers can save people by just writing random runes.

There is no such thing as people dying of starvation and illness in this world.

"We are the missionaries of Taiping Dao. As long as you believe in Taiping Dao, no matter what kind of illness you have, as long as you drink the talisman water written in the talisman, you will be cured."

Several Taiping Taoists wearing yellow robes preached at the scene.

At the same time, he also winked at a few of the people in the crowd, asking them to come out and put on a good show.

"A bunch of pretending monsters, you say Fu Shui can cure diseases, well, I'll find someone to give it to you. If you can't be cured, don't blame me for putting you in jail!"

Liu Hong didn't bother to watch these people acting and walked directly out of the crowd.

The scolding made several Taiping believers look ugly.

"We believe in the great sage and good teacher to cure diseases and save people, and to do good deeds widely. The old thief is talking nonsense, are we not afraid of God's punishment?"

"God's punishment?"

Liu Hong glanced at the Taiping Taoist disciples expressionlessly.

"A group of demons who pretend to be gods and ghosts dare to speak of divine punishment."

Seeing that the commotion was getting louder and louder, many people in the crowd also recognized the identity of the Lord Sheriff.

Hearing someone shouting for the governor, the leader of the Taiping cult showed an embarrassed look on his face.

I didn’t expect to meet such a big shot while preaching here.

Their little tricks can still fool ordinary people who have never seen the world.

When you meet a high-ranking official from a family like this, you can tell at a glance what tricks they are playing.

With a look, several Taiping believers packed up their things in tacit agreement and were about to blend into the crowd.