The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Kong Ming sat cross-legged on the floor with his back to Li Ran.

There was a sound of whipping from behind.

Maybe it's because the boss is sympathetic, maybe the boss doesn't have much strength anymore.

This time the beating was not serious.

Unlike the one who was beaten before and couldn't stand up, Li Ran didn't lie down this time.

Li Ran gritted his teeth and persevered, took a coarse-grain steamed bun, bowed to the boss, and left.

I got two steamed buns for a dozen meals, which seems to be worth it.

...

Kong Ming, a 14-year-old boy outside the city, is very curious.

He said that when he grows up, he wants to travel around the world and see the world outside the city.

Jingzhou City is managed by Liu Biao, who doesn't care much about the order inside or outside the city.

Kong Ming always heard from his elders that it was because there were too many refugees, so the city couldn't stop them, so it didn't matter.

Thanks to this, Kong Ming and Li Ran were able to leave the city easily.

They came to a place not far away.

It is a gathering place for refugees.

Kong Ming said.

"It's so quiet here."

Moreover, it is really smelly here, this is a stench that Kong Ming has never smelled.

Li Ran took the steamed buns with him, and asked the familiar thin old beggar in a calm tone, "Where's uncle?"

"There." The old beggar pointed to the side.

Walking along into the thatched cottage, there was only an extremely emaciated man's corpse, which had just died not long ago, and was a little swollen.

When he saw the corpse, Kong Ming vomited it out on the spot.

Only Li Ran seemed unmoved, and took the steamed bun out of his clothes.

Under Kong Ming's disbelieving gaze, he gnawed on the steamed buns that were still warm in front of the corpse.

"It's dead."

The tone is flat and indifferent.

Tears flowed down on the steamed bun, which was a bit salty.

Chapter 2 The Stars No One Sees

"came back?"

"Ah."

"Whether you want to become a disciple of the layman, or enter my Taoism."

"Entering the door." Li Ran said softly, "I don't have a layman anymore."

"Is that so..."

Li Wei looked at the autistic Kong Ming, and it was not difficult to understand that this young Wolong would lose his composure.

At this time, Kong Ming murmured.

"Teacher, why did they starve to death? It is clear that Jingzhou has so much fertile land and how many people it can support. They were all good farmers before they were alive, but why did they die because of lack of food?"

Li Weixin said, because the land is in the hands of the aristocrats.

Those who farm the land have no land.

"They said that the reason why the big Han is in chaos is because of the Yellow Turban uprising."

Before seeing those refugees who starved to death, Kong Ming's attitude towards them was basically the same as that of a 'yellow turban thief'.

That's what the teachers said, the people who are rebellious are the people who are not satisfied.

"Did your teacher say that?" Li Wei said softly.

Kong Ming nodded, he deeply remembered the teacher's education.

"As long as there is a bite to eat, the peasants will not mess up from below." Sitting cross-legged, Li Wei just said: "The Yellow Turban riots, eight of the thirteen states responded, so it can only be because there is no one to eat. , I can't live anymore."

I didn't even have anything to eat, so I couldn't survive.

Otherwise, who would rebel against the powerful nobles?Who will hold a pitchfork against those 'heroes'?

"I heard that Zhang Jiao messed up the dragon spirit of the big man, which made the Yellow Emperor stupid and Dong Zhuo in troubled times. But now Dong Zhuo is gone, Zhang Jiao is gone, and the Ling Emperor is gone. The big man is still like this..."

Kong Ming felt a little autistic.

There seems to be some discrepancy between what I saw with my own eyes and what the teacher taught.

In the past, the teacher always said that the Yellow Turban Rebellion was the source of all the cholera.

Subconsciously, Kong Ming also felt that it was this group of rebellious peasants who started the chaotic world.

Let this world become like this.

Looking at the struggling Kong Ming, Li Wei didn't say much, just watched quietly.

As a futurist, Li Wei deeply understands a truth - the ass determines the head.

Li Wei has also read history. In the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were many powerful families, and the imperial power was not actually concentrated.

When Liu Xiu established the Eastern Han Dynasty, he relied on too many powerful landlords, which is inseparable from the situation in the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty where warlords... are everywhere.

Who were Kong Ming's three teachers?

His teachers are all from the local aristocratic class, and they are naturally not in the same position as the Yellow Turban group.

Therefore, there are many things that he needs to understand by himself, rather than being taught.

"Teacher, I don't understand..."

"In the future, you will understand."

......

Li Ran joined Li Wei's family.

After performing some necessary ceremonies for Li Ran to get started and tied the bun, Li Wei asked Li Ran.

Think about it, what dao number do you want.

Li Ran said.

Her greatest desire is to be fed.

Her mother, her father, her uncle, her brother.

There is also the grandfather who fled from famine together, but died on the way.

All of them, the greatest desire, is to be full.

So, let her feed the Taoist.

Li Wei said.

it is good.

Just tell you to eat the Taoist.

Not just to be full.

Also have a meal.

For a year, Li Wei did not teach them alchemy.

Instead, he taught some Taoist scriptures.

"Teacher, when will you be able to pass on my alchemy?" Kong Ming couldn't help asking. At this time, he had grown into a big man of more than 1.7 meters.

For this era, his height is considered very tall.

Although Li Ran was extremely thin, she already looked like a young girl. She didn't ask when and when she could learn alchemy, but just took care of Li Wei's daily life day after day.

Li Wei said lightly.

"Wait."

"it is good."

Although Kong Ming was helpless, he didn't have much to do.

Studying day after day is very busy.

He didn't bring up the matter of the city anymore, he just used his knowledge to try not to think of the day when he was starving and dying, and the scene of Li Ran crying and eating steamed buns in front of the dead body...

...

Li Wei is understanding this era.

This is the era of Taoism.

People have completely forgotten the ancient gods.

There is no such thing as entertainment in this day and age.

It's just that at night, the stars here are particularly bright.

Especially today's stars and moon.

Sitting beside him were Kong Ming and Li Ran.

The three looked up at the beauty of the stars.

Looking at this particularly bright star, Li Wei felt something.

It seems that every star reflects a certain person and a certain place on the earth.

It is said that when heroes are born in large numbers, the reflection of the stars will be particularly bright.

Is the time when the three kingdoms stand together, is it coming soon...

Li Wei said: "I heard that everyone in this world has a star that is their own reflection, and above the star, those powerful heroes correspond to the brightest star in the sky."

"Heroes and powerful people?"

Kong Ming looked at the sky, and seemed to be caught in a burst of thoughts.

The same goes for Li Ran.

Today's stars seem to be very special, Li Wei felt waves of indescribable divine power above the sky.

Li Wei was still thinking about how to teach them spells.

Now it's time to sleep and come to the pillow.

A natural vision, when all the heroes rise together.

Heaven and earth resonate.

This kind of sign is rare in a thousand years.

Li Wei said softly.

"What did you see?"

"I saw..."

The stars that Kong Ming saw seemed like stars in front of his eyes.

"The stars..."

The stars fell from the sky and fell on everyone, as if they were showing everyone's destiny.

The flow of fate is similar to the flow of stars.

So beautiful, so bright, so... thrilling.