sjar Chapter 504: The Two-Faced God, history does not record it, but the world does!
Chapter 504: The Two-Faced God, history does not record it, but the world does!
As Zhang Jue swung his sword, the human scenes of his time appeared behind him in a trance.
The world is in chaos, devastation and turmoil.
Under the cover of night, the scattered fireworks seem to be mourning for the living and lighting the way home for the dead.
The light of Zhang Jiao's sword was like a bright sword that cut through the endless darkness.
It dispels the fog and brings light to the world!
Yes.
Zhang Jue's life was not happy.
His times were not happy either.
But in that unfortunate era, he lit up a sword of hope for the world!
Shining brightly in the night, guiding people on their way forward!
Who says losers are destined to be forgotten?
In the long river of time, among the history books where famous figures have left their names, there may be very few records about losers.
But in the hearts of ordinary people of that era, he will be remembered forever.
What Zhang Jiao slashed out with this sword was exactly the Spring and Autumn Period of the World that belonged to him!
even……
Even at the final stage of this sword, people suddenly realized that among the flashing fragments of the human world, there were also some reappearances of the times after Zhang Jue's death.
184 AD.
Zhang Jue, the general who shook the corrupt rule of the late Eastern Han Dynasty, died.
After that year, the Yellow Turban Army was no longer organized.
This massive movement, which spread across the country and was raised by ordinary people, was ultimately chopped down and trampled upon by the aristocratic families and local tyrants.
People saw it.
That is in Qingzhou.
A family flag named Cao was flying over the Qingzhou area.
A force representing the powerful engaged in a bloody battle with the Yellow Turban Army, which was known as the Yellow Turban Disaster at the time, in the Qingzhou area.
As the day went by, the battle was fierce and hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers were slaughtered and trampled underfoot.
It has become a stepping stone for the rise of powerful nations.
In this battle, Cao defeated all the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou, and from then on, a glorious chapter belonging to this man named Cao began.
But few people know it.
During this period of time, something happened in Qingzhou.
"What's going on? Who built this temple? Who is it dedicated to?"
"Reporting to the master, the one enshrined in the temple is that...that person..."
In a village, all the villagers gathered in front of a dilapidated temple, cowering in fear and not daring to raise their heads.
The old village chief was hunched over, answering the questions of a military officer in a trembling voice.
The soldier was riding a tall horse, wearing armor, and looked very majestic.
Hearing the words of the old village chief, Jun Ye frowned.
"That one? Who is that one?"
The whole village was silent and no one dared to answer.
The confusion on the general's face gradually turned into impatience, and the whip in his hand was ready to move.
"Heaven... General Tiangong! It's General Tiangong..."
The old village chief was observant. In order to prevent the villagers from suffering, he suppressed his fear and spoke immediately.
"How dare you! General Tian Gong?"
"Isn't that the damned rebel!"
"You are a bunch of thieves who spread lies to confuse the people and bring disaster to the world. You don't obey the orders of the imperial court and you gather together to rebel!"
"Such a bastard is worthy of being worshipped by the world?"
The general was furious, and there seemed to be raging flames in his tiger eyes.
"It seems that the people in your village can no longer stay."
To everyone's surprise, the anger on the furious general's face suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by incomparable indifference.
When he looked at the villagers again, there was only indifference in his eyes, as if he was not looking at people, but at beasts whose lives were as worthless as ants.
"Wait a minute, General. We have just recaptured this place. It is an important moment for our master to gain merit in the court. If we kill people at this time, it will be disadvantageous to our master."
"These fools are uneducated, stupid, and easily fooled, so it's normal."
"We can..."
The counselor at the side hurried forward and whispered to the general.
A gleam of light flashed in Jun Ye's eyes, and as he listened, he nodded silently.
Then he suddenly looked at the soldiers under his command.
"You, go and chop off the head of this statue."
"You can't leave him alone."
After saying these chilling words, the general rode away on his tall horse.
On this day, the villagers watched helplessly as the statue of General Tiangong in the temple was beheaded.
No one... no one can recognize who the statue is.
This phenomenon occurred in various places on this day.
Those in power thought that they had destroyed the faith of the ignorant people, ruined the unrealistic fantasies in their minds, and suppressed their restless hearts.
But these high and mighty masters don’t know this.
Wait until they leave.
Many, many people spontaneously organized themselves to rebuild the golden statue of General Tiangong in temples!
Only this time, people were smarter.
They created two faces.
There are Buddha statues and Taoist statues.
But without exception, beneath the faces of these Buddha statues and Taoist gods, the face of General Tiangong is hidden.
Two-faced god!
People's daily lives go on as usual, and they still go to temples from time to time to burn incense, pray, and worship.
This was a secret belonging to ordinary people of that era.
In their own way, they are expressing their gratitude and remembering this man who once fought for the people of the world.
"Sigh~"
Many people saw the time segment of this scene.
Countless people were silent.
Even some people from other countries were shocked.
So this is the truth!
No wonder this human god of Daxia can become a god through faith!
History may only record the glory of the victors and a few words about the losers.
But in their era, there were countless people who would never forget it!
It is these beliefs that have transformed into infinite power and created gods of faith who were human beings during their lifetime and became gods after their death!
At the same time, Zhang Jue's sword also cut out the brilliant life trajectory of his life.
The sword cuts through the Spring and Autumn Period!
The sword cuts through the years!
Click~
When the sword tip collided with the light column that was the foundation of humanity in the Desire Realm.
A scene that even Bo Xun found unbelievable then took place.
Zhang Jue's sword actually stirred up the destiny of the human race within the foundation of humanity!
Somehow, these vast amounts of human fortune that were forcibly conquered, devoured, destroyed and occupied by Mara were no longer under the control of Mara.
Instead, it became the power of Zhang Jue's sword.
The sword light is bright! The sword light is getting more and more powerful!
"Look, I've said it before, you don't understand the human world."
“People may be weak and fragile, and cannot compare to the might of gods. But the body can be destroyed, but the spirit cannot be erased.”
"Can you catch this sword called the Human World?"
boom! ! !
The sword that Zhang Jue swung out seemed to split the sky and the earth, carrying with it a brilliant golden glow, splitting the pillar of light that was the foundation of humanity into two!
One of the pillars of the desire realm.
Break!
"what?!"
"I have conquered the fortune of the human world and the fortune of dozens of worlds. Why would I let you use them?"
"No! No! Impossible!"