With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 11 Longevity
  It has been some time since Zhang Yushi was assassinated.

The emperor was very angry, and so were all the officials in the court.

The important place in the capital, at the feet of the emperor.

It was simply audacious to have such a horrific tragedy happen.

Ever since, the quiet capital city in winter suddenly became lively.

The officials and spies who were originally in Maodong went crazy and almost turned the capital upside down.

But it is a pity that the gang of thieves who assassinated Zhang Yushi were very clean.

Not a single clue or trace was left behind.

Although privately, no one speculated that it was the King of Huainan who sent someone to take action.

But it only stops at speculation.

This kind of fatal thing, even if there is definite evidence, is not something ordinary people would dare to reveal.

However, the case of Zhang Yushang's assassination has gone straight to heaven, and there must be an explanation.

Several ministers responsible for investigating the case combined their efforts and placed the crime on the low-level martial arts practitioners in the capital.

A large number of arrests were dispatched, and dozens of illegal gangs were arrested in succession.

Weaving charges, the leader was sent to the guillotine.

The minister handled the case and the emperor got the result.

Ordinary residents in the capital can also be free from exploitation by those gangs in a short period of time.

This wave is simply a win-win-win-win.

As for who lost?
  Perhaps, the only one who doesn't know where he is lying is Zhang Yushi.

However, who cares.

Li Zhen learned about this from the chat of the new food delivery man.

It was some time later again.

He clearly remembered that that day was the evening of the Lantern Festival.

The gorgeous sunset glow floated on the horizon, making the snow in the courtyard look golden.

Because it is the Lantern Festival, even the courtyard where the library is located is not visited by anyone.

At this time, it was also decorated symbolically.

Two red lanterns were hung at the entrance gate, which was very festive.

But when Li Zhen looked at the red color, he only felt a little dazzling.

Maybe others just suspected in their hearts that King Huainan had the motive to commit the crime.

However, I noticed Xiaochunzi's abnormal behavior before.

And what Taoist Tian said after that.

Li Zhen knew very well that Zhang Yushi's death was an order issued by King Huainan.

In the end, it was implemented by trained palace servants like Xiao Chunzi.

Perhaps in the eyes of a big shot like King Huainan, Zhang Yushi deserved to be offended.

In this process, those who die in order to achieve their goals deserve to die.

It seemed that all he needed to say afterward was to be kind to the family of the deceased, which was already a rare reward.

But, can the account really be calculated like this?
  Past experiences in his previous life told Li Zhen that he couldn't, it was a living human life.

However, the bloody reality before him unabashedly gave him the answer.

In this world, in this world.

This is how the account should be calculated!

That night, Li Zhen was silent for a long time.

There is no reading and no practice.

He sat on the threshold, silently watching the clouds outside.

Watch the sunset fade away and night fall.

Watch the sun set in the west and the moon rabbit rise in the east.

Until under the starry night, countless gorgeous fireworks lit up.

Li Zhen dug out a half-jar of fine wine that had gathered some dust from the corner of the library and went up to the library.

He sat leaning against the window and opened the wine seal.

Facing the moonlight.

Facing thousands of lights.

Facing the bright lights, the imperial palace looks like a man-eating giant beast.

He raised the wine jar in his hand:

"Xiao Chunzi, since you take the first step, go and see for me if there are any people in heaven, earth, gods or immortals in this world."

"If there is, remember to entrust your dream to me. As for me, I will work hard in this direction and try to bring you back."    "If not, then I will live well first and see this wonderful world for you."

He muttered, bowed to the moonlight, and took a big gulp.

I have to say that Xiaochunzi was really deceived.

This wine is really terrible to drink.

As for revenge.

Li Zhen thought about it and felt that it was unlikely to be realized.

Looking at the current situation, King Huainan is determined to compete for the throne.

Well, there are only two results.

If he failed, he would be placed under house arrest or beheaded by his other brothers who ascended the throne.

If he succeeds, he will naturally become the emperor.

The former doesn't require him to take action, the latter he can't.

Rather than using your brain in this area, it is better to find another way.

Who says revenge must be done by killing the enemy with your own hands?
  In Li Zhen's opinion, this is the best way to get revenge.

Just wait!
  When the years pass by, the years will no longer exist.

When the king of Huainan was old and speechless, he was still young and as strong as an ox.

Standing in front of him, he asked lightly:
  "Do you know who Xiao Chunzi was back then?"

Li Zhen was a little drunk.

He looked confusedly at the bright moon, which seemed to have the graceful dancing of fairy palace ladies, with inexplicable thoughts in his eyes.

Changsheng didn't know when he crawled out of the wooden water tank where he hibernated and rubbed against him.

He poked his head around the mouth of the poured wine jar, seeming to be very interested in these hot things.

"Hiccup, turtles can't drink. If the smell is gone, they'll have to go to the pot."

It swayed, picked up its tail and lifted it into the air.

Li Zhen gently tapped the turtle shell with his fingers, which had retracted its limbs and head.

Suddenly, his tone was erratic:

"Eternal life, eternal life!"

"Do you know, is there really immortality in this world?"

The wind in early spring is still cold.

In fact, it is a bit more biting than the cold wind in winter.

Li Zhen, who had left the window open last night and woke up from the cold morning, knocked on his groggy head.

I secretly said that a hangover is uncomfortable, and wine is really not a good thing.

Of course, fake wine is not a good thing.

So are those selling fake wine.

I took a breath of cold air to clear my head.

Leave the past behind and prepare to face a new day.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the table that he accidentally knocked over last night.

On the back of the table, scrawled writings rushed into Li Zhen's eyes.

"Money bag, Ren Yuan Dan; Huanyi Lane, thank Zi Ziran."

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace."

I don’t know who wrote it or when it appeared.

But at this time, Li Zhen already had the answer in his mind.

To prove it, I looked through the money bag that Taoist Tian had never opened after it was delivered to him.

Pour the broken silver inside into the palm of your hand, weigh it briefly, and a thumb-sized silver nugget pops out.

The blessing of the true energy of the first cultivation, squeeze it hard.

The silver layer of the wrapping was broken open, and a refreshing medicinal fragrance slowly diffused from it.

"Sure enough, Renyuan Great Pill"

Holding the elixir in the palm of his hand, he looked back at the scrawled words on the back of the table.

Li Zhen lowered his gaze and sighed quietly.

"Ugh."

"If you can trust me, why do you need to do this?"

He shook his head slightly and whispered to himself:
  "However, I have written down what you want to say."

"Huanyi Lane, thank you Ziran"

(End of this chapter)