Yellow turban wrestlers are mostly seen in the ancient masterpiece "Fengshen Yanyi". According to legend, they are Taoist guardians and immortals. According to the records of the wrestlers, it is said that the wrestler with the yellow scarf has a face like ruby, a beard like soap velvet, a figure of one foot, and a strength of a thousand catties vertically and horizontally. On the side of the yellow scarf, the golden ring is shining with sunlight, and in the middle of the embroidered jacket, the iron armor is covered with frost and swallows the shadow of the moon. .
Of course, these are just folklore, which can be classified as myths. According to the analysis of relevant data, the origin of the myth of the Yellow Turban Warriors seems to have been brought out by Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Taiping Road in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Known as the Yellow Turban Army, the entire army wrapped their heads in yellow scarves, and then gradually appeared the image of yellow scarf fighters.
Judging from the way the old man recited mantras and pinched formulas, he was a little different from ordinary Taoist priests. He didn't seem to belong to those common dharma lines. Some people doubt that he is the heir of Taipingdao.
But it doesn't matter which sect or faction the old man is the heir to, what matters is the giant rotting corpse that came out of the wind pillar.
Is this the Yellow Turban Lux
Chen Xian was confused, and felt that the thing in front of him had refreshed his world view. If all the yellow scarf warriors mentioned in the Romance of the Gods looked like this...is this still called a fairy official
This yellow turban wrestler is about three meters tall, and his body outline is roughly in the shape of a human being. His arms and thighs are relatively muscular, and he looks a little uncoordinated. His face is also quite different from that of a normal human being. The proportion of the head is similar to that of a human, but the face is a skinny horse face, which is densely covered with black holes, and the smelly and pungent pus is constantly flowing out.
The surface of the skin of the Yellow Turban Warrior is engraved with strange totem characters, and a long yellow scarf is tied on his arms and forehead, which is full of mysterious and complicated talismans. When it moves, these talismans will faintly flash golden streamers , inexplicably highlighted a bit of sacredness in the bloody breath.
From head to toe, the yellow turban wrestlers were in a state of severe corruption. A large area of skin tissue and muscle nerves began to self-ablate. Putrefaction pus and some unknown yellow mucus flowed out, which also contained many strands of hair Creatures as thick and thin as maggots.
"Yellow Turban Warrior...a creature in mythology..." Chen Xian murmured, looking up at this giant carrion, a trace of curiosity flashed in his solemn eyes, "It should have attracted the energy of yin and yang particles when it cursed before. ... but now I can't feel it... Is it integrated into this carrion?"
According to years of research and analysis by the Bureau of Secrets, it can basically be concluded that particle energy cannot be condensed into a solid body, which means that this seemingly extremely real carrion is actually a creature similar to a spirit.
From the perspective of the law of energy conservation, no matter what kind of mysterious energy, they will not appear in this universe out of thin air, nor will they disappear in this universe out of thin air, they will only transform into another known or unknown form.
For example, this giant rotting corpse now is a "life" formed by the gathering of particle energy. When it gathers and takes shape, those energies are completely transformed into a temporarily unknown form. At least Chen Xian can no longer feel their energy. exists.
At this time, the old man suddenly took out a stack of yellow paper from his pocket. Chen Xian thought that it was the talisman he had drawn in advance, but he didn't expect that it was just some blank new yellow paper.
The old man threw the yellow paper in his hand into the air, and then began to swing the copper coin sword according to a certain rhythm or pattern, walking with some strange steps on his feet, chanting words as if he was reciting a spell.
When the sky full of yellow paper was about to fall to the ground, the old man swung the copper coin sword again to create a gust of sword wind, blowing those yellow paper like snowflakes back to the sky.
"go!"
As the old man yelled, the yellow paper in the sky instantly burst into dazzling golden light, like countless suns shining in the dark, but this burst of golden light came and disappeared quickly, and the golden light dimmed in just a few seconds. The flames, and those yellow papers also burned up, turning into something Chen Xian was familiar with...the embers falling all over the room.
Perhaps swaying the yellow paper is the old man's way of controlling the yellow turban wrestler. When he yelled "go", the yellow turban wrestler also moved accordingly. The eyes also gradually trembled, as if they would open at any moment.
Chen Xian took a few steps back with a solemn face. He felt an inexplicable sense of oppression from the rotting corpse, like the top of a dark cloud before a storm. He even heard the thunderous heartbeat inside the rotten corpse. …
Before Chen Xian had time to react, he felt his eyes go dark, and the yellow scarf wrestler had already flashed in front of him without a sound, raised his thick arm like a water tank, and punched Chen Xian with a sharp wind.
boom!
After the yellow turban wrestler raised his arm, he saw a deep pit the size of a bathtub appeared on the ground, but there was no shadow of Chen Xian in it...
"Go!" The old man kept waving the copper money sword, and the yellow paper flying in the sky also rustled. When a large amount of yellow paper turned into embers and fell, the old man would take another stack of yellow paper from his pocket and continue to throw it into the air, " Find him!"
Where is Chen Xian
The old man also wanted to know the answer to this question, because at the moment when the yellow turban wrestler attacked Chen Xian, it could only vaguely see a black shadow flashing by, and then couldn't find Chen Xian, even though it had the ability to see in the dark, Chen Xian was still nowhere to be found in the cave.
"Nearly..."
In the crevice of a boulder, Chen Xian hid in it with a saw knife in his arms. When he heard the heavy footsteps outside, he also had a faint fear on his face.
It is no exaggeration to say that at the moment when the yellow scarf wrestler launched an attack, Chen Xian felt a long-lost sense of danger. The unknown danger seemed to endanger his life, which made him feel horrified and instinctively choose to dodge Get as far away from that weird giant carrion as you can.
Not to mention the strength of that old man, this so-called Yellow Turban Warrior, with his physical limit strength and nerve reaction speed... is definitely the number one among the abnormal beings Chen Xian met, there is no stronger existence than it, at least Chen Xian Haven't met yet.
The Yellow Turban Lux is just a different kind of spirit body formed by gathering particle energy. How did it exert such great power
Chen Xian couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure it out at all.
Because judging from all the proven theories of the spirit body, the real power of the spirit body does not lie in its strength, but its various weird tricks. A life can completely abuse a spirit body that is one level higher than it.
"So it is very likely not a spirit body... It is very different from a normal spirit body... It is a special energy body... This energy is transformed by yin and yang particles... Then use this energy to construct a body..." Chen Xian Muttering to himself, he began to analyze the reasons for the appearance of the Yellow Turban Warriors.
Chen Xian is a smart man. He knows that the current situation is a bit out of his control. An old and immortal Taiping Dao warlock is so difficult to deal with, plus a mutated yellow scarf wrestler, can this still be fought? If you are not careful, your head will be knocked off by them!
When shooting a man, shoot a horse first, and when capturing a thief, first capture the king.
Judging from the currently known information points, the Yellow Turban Warrior is a strange creature without the ability to think for himself, much like a puppet controlled by those Taoist priests in the data. If it loses the control of the caster himself, it is likely to get out of control and fall into "" freeze" state, or do weird things like a messy robot.
But no matter how you say it, those situations are better than now, because there is an old man who conspires and directs it, which really makes Chen Xian very uncomfortable.
Before, I thought that the old man had no brains, just an abnormal life that lost his mind... But why did he feel that he had become smarter after playing it
"It doesn't matter, let's kill it first." Chen Xian clenched the saw knife in his hand, and habitually licked his teeth lightly. If the knife couldn't kill it, he would bite it. Let's talk about things.
Thinking of this, Chen Xian was ready to poke his head out from the gap between the boulders to see the situation, but he never expected that the moment he poked his head out, he saw a pair of eyes as big as the mouth of a bowl.
Those eyes are very similar to human eyes, but the bloodshot inside is yellow, and the eyeballs protrude from the eye sockets by nearly ten centimeters, as if the eyeballs will fall out of the eye sockets at any time...
"kill him!"