Yellow Turban Disaster, Spiritual Realm Number: 82

Difficulty level: D.

Type: Multiplayer (non-death)

Main quest: Assassinate the Yellow Turban Army commander

In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the largest religious uprising in Chinese history swept across the country.

As an assassin trained by the inner court, you and your companions disguised themselves as refugees and infiltrated the only Yellow Turban Army, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate the commander.

Zhang Yuanqing, wearing cloth and a yellow scarf on his forehead, stood at the entrance of the military camp with a crude spear in his hand, looking at the camp behind him.

The tents were arranged in an orderly manner, and the rebel troops armed with spears were patrolling back and forth, and from time to time scout teams rode out of the camp.

They were in a certain unit of the Yellow Turban Army and were about to capture a county town forty miles away.

Since morning, scouts have been going in and out of the military camp to pass on intelligence.

In one day at most, the siege will break out.

The army general was one of the thirty-six generals named Zhang Liu. According to the information Xiahou Aotian had found out, he seemed to be a god of spring.

Judging from the difficulty of the dungeon, it is most likely an early level 7 God of Spring.

On the opposite side, Xiahou Aotian, who was also wearing cloth and holding a spear, appeared and said in boredom, "It's so boring, why haven't you changed shifts yet?"

As soon as they arrived at the dungeon, they became soldiers guarding the military camp. Zhang Yuanqing planned to wait until the shift changed, find out which general in the military camp was proficient in the art of ghosts and gods, and then abduct him to make an elixir to test whether Xiahou Aotian's plan was feasible.

Before locking onto the star officer's seat in the military camp, he didn't want to cause any trouble. If he aroused the attention of the commander, a fierce battle would inevitably break out.

Zhang Yuanqing is certainly not afraid of fighting, what he is afraid of is accidentally killing Qu Shuai Zhangliu, the copy ends, and he returns directly!

After finally making it to noon, Zhang Yuanqing and Xiahou Aotian were replaced by two soldiers and went to the kitchen.

The so-called kitchen was actually just an open space with dozens of triangular wooden frames hanging iron pots. There was a bonfire at the bottom and steam rising from the pots. The soldiers lined up in a long dragon in front of the iron pots and received a bowl of meat soup and two coarse grain steamed buns from the cook. The food was pretty good.

"There's even broth?" Zhang Yuanqing said with a sigh.

Xiahou Aotian behind him sneered: "I advise you not to drink."

Zhang Yuanqing looked back and said, "What do you mean?

"The Yellow Turbans were a rebellion formed by hungry and cold people. They were already hungry, so where did they get meat?" Xiahou Aotian had a complicated expression on his face. "What kind of meat is the most common in troubled times?"

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head silently and stopped talking.

Soon, the two received coarse grain steamed buns and meat soup.

Zhang Yuanqing held the meat soup and the steamed bun in his mouth, looked around, and then approached a few of the most talkative soldiers and asked: "Brothers, I want to ask a question. Is there any god in our army who can predict the future and understand the art of ghosts and gods?"

He secretly guided the soldiers' emotions and stimulated their desire to speak. "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 illnesses, bring the dead back to life, and even tell fortunes."

Several soldiers spoke up one after another, vying to answer.

After Zhang Yuanqing asked for the location of the military advisor’s tent and his name, he took Xiahou Aotian away.

On the way, he had a pleasant conversation with several soldiers and finally located the military advisor's tent.

The guard outside the tent ignored the two people's arrival.

Zhang Yuanqing lifted the thick cloth curtain and saw a middle-aged man in Taoist robes preparing medicine at the table in the spacious tent.

Seeing the two people pass his perception and enter the tent silently, the middle-aged man's face 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 appeared in the wilderness far away from the military camp and began to prepare for refining the elixir.

Zhang Yuanqing held a brush with the tip stained with golden red ink. He half-lay over the furnace mouth, concentrating on drawing the spiritual seal formation.

Xiahou Aotian took out bottles and cans and poured them into the military advisor's mouth.

Woo woo woo, the military advisor shook his head in horror.

"You eat people, and people eat you. It's the law of nature, and retribution will come." Xiahou Aotian pointed his finger at the military advisor's brow to activate the effect of the medicine.

The military advisor's head tilted and he fainted.

The refining process of Sancai Pill 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 and achieve balance of energy and spirit.

There were the most anesthetic and illusion drugs. After Zhang Yuanqing finished drawing the spiritual seal, Xiahou Aotian picked up the military advisor and threw him into the alchemy furnace, summoning the Samadhi True Fire and hanging it at the bottom of the alchemy furnace.

Then, he stepped out of the formation, which extended to the foot of the half-elixir furnace. The formation slowly rotated, sometimes reversed, sometimes rotated clockwise. The Samadhi True Fire at the bottom of the furnace was sometimes hotter.

During the process, he sometimes relaxed and opened the furnace several times to add medicinal materials and a small amount of clean water.

The bronze alchemy furnace emitted golden light that sometimes flashed and sometimes disappeared.

Half an hour later, blood mist gushed out of the vents of the alchemy furnace. Upon seeing this, Xiahou Aotian hurriedly extinguished the Samadhi Fire and used the formation to move the alchemy furnace to the spiritual seal formation engraved by Zhang Yuanqing more than ten meters away.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately used the power of the sun to ignite the spiritual seal, burn the bronze alchemy furnace, and purify the remaining spiritual will in the elixir.

The golden flame burned for a full quarter of an hour before it went out. The two of them couldn't wait to run to the furnace. When Xiahou Aotian opened the lid of the furnace, a fishy fragrance wafted into their noses.

Inside the alchemy room, there was a layer of silt-like dye deposited, and a dark red pill the size of a pigeon egg was half-sunken in the silt.

Feeling the spiritual power contained in the pill, Xia Hou Aotian said happily.

"It worked. I am indeed a genius in alchemy."

Zhang Yuanqing picked up the pills, put them into the porcelain bottle and said, "The medicine is ready, let's quickly pass the dungeon."

He didn't even wait for Xiahou Aotian to respond, and turned into starlight and dissipated. Xiahou Aotian stopped where he was and waited for three minutes, then he heard a reminder from the spiritual realm:

[Ding! Congratulations on completing the multiplayer spiritual realm quest - Yellow Turban Disaster, number: 82, difficulty level D, rewards are being calculated]

[Rewards are being settled, and items obtained include: Star Stone, Yin Army Talisman….

[Bonus experience value: 0.05%]

[Main line: Mission settlement completed!]

[Settlement completed!

Ten minutes later, after exiting the spiritual realm, Xiahou Aotian opened the inventory and checked the two items. They were both low-grade Domination-level materials, rewards from low-difficulty dungeons, and were basically materials. The functions of these materials were also very simple, to refine props and consumables.

Making consumables is fine, as the success rate is high. However, if you are refining props, most of the efforts will be in vain, as the failure rate of refining props is extremely high.

On the other side, after hearing the spiritual realm prompt sound coming from his ear, Zhang Yuanqing immediately took out the pill and waited for the mark on his forehead to light up.

Zhang Yuanqing swallowed the pill in one gulp. The pill melted in his mouth and transformed into the power of the moon and the stars. Although this force was weak, Zhang Yuanqing was surprised to find that after his cells swallowed this power, the total amount of spiritual power increased and solidified.

He was very familiar with this feeling. Every time he cleared a dungeon, the experience points he gained would increase the upper limit and make him stronger.

Xiahou Aotian's plan was successful.

They successfully exploited the bug in the spirit realm mechanism and developed a method to bypass the character card and quickly increase the speed without entering the dungeon.

"If this plan is announced, Xiahou Aotian's academic success will truly shock the world." Zhang Yuanqing muttered.

The countdown ended and he left the spiritual realm.

In the ruined city filled with smoke, Zhai Cai, wearing silver armor, leaped up and slashed forward with a brass light that could defend against the enemy.

The deformed monsters along the way were shattered in the light, their limbs and broken pieces fell to the ground, and black and red blood spread everywhere.

At this moment, he felt something in his heart, held the Qi Tu Chang sword upright in front of him, and opened the protective wall.

The next second, petrifying beams, arrows condensed from poisonous smoke, wind blades, lightning spears and other attacks rained down on him.

The heavy brass walls stood still.

Suddenly, a poisonous smoke seemed to find a loophole, breaking through the brass wall and floating towards Zhai Cai.

His face suddenly turned dark blue, his eyeballs were bloodshot, Zhai Cai twitched his lips slightly, forcibly suppressing the pain brought by the poisonous smoke, and said loudly: I declare in the name of the knight that the rules of this battle are that the few cannot fight the many.

Immediately, he raised his Knight's Sword and said in a deep voice, "Those who violate the rules shall be judged!

The sword slashed down, scattering more than a dozen brass sword lights, and screams rang out 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 camp with a sword, leaping in the ruins, swinging his sword while parkour, and killing any lone Overlord he encountered, and escaping when he was surrounded by an Overlord.

Although the land cavalry's means of attack are simple, their ascetic life in the extraordinary stage has shaped their bodies into being extremely hardworking and having strong endurance to pain.

Like a killing machine on the battlefield.

The stains on the silver armor were washed away by blood, then became dirty again, and were washed away by blood again.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when the muscles in his arms became tense and he could no longer hold the sword, the deformed army finally retreated.

He stood on the ruins, leaning on his sword and breathing heavily, with hot air rising from the gaps in his armor.

Zhai Cai looked around and saw several fellow knights wearing silver armor.

The cavalry groups were standing proudly on the battlefield, with less than ten members.

"Your achievement is gratifying." A deep voice came from a distance.

Zhai Cai turned his head and saw the man 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 Templar, Paladin Simon Rodney, is one of the three demigods of the Holy See.

Zhai Cai took a deep breath, bowed his head and said: "You taught me well."

In a month, Zhai Cai's combat power increased dramatically. In addition to a significant increase in his physical strength and close combat ability, his rule-making, judgment, and protective wall all 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. Hui Chang.

Of course, getting the secret book was just the beginning. The main reason was that Zhai Cai had a spirit of sharing. He taught the secret book to all the knights of the Order, including the Paladins.

The name of the United States and Japan: sharing life and death, sharing resources.

And those knights who got the secret manuals had more or less insights in practice. After each battle, Zhai Cai would pull the knights together to discuss and share their experiences. They all worked 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 go." The Paladin said solemnly, "No matter what the outcome of this battle is, someone must go. The legacy of the knights cannot be cut off. You are the most talented of all the knights."

Zhai Cai should have been happy, but he couldn't help but look back, at his companions who had fought side by side for a whole month, and at the battlefield where he had struggled on the brink of life and death many times.

Suddenly, I felt an indescribable sense of tragedy and grandeur in my heart.

"Sacrifice is the knight's fate!" He looked at the Paladin and uttered the motto he had used for many years.

The Paladin said solemnly: "It is our destiny to sacrifice here, but not you."

"Let's go, preserve the heritage of the knights, and you will find your battlefield! Fight there, and die there!"

Chuancai was silent for a while, then turned around and left without saying a word. His figure gradually went farther and farther away and finally disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

He is back!