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

Chapter 111 Return to the origin
  Leave Xicheng.

Walking through the early cold winter in the north and the snow all over the sky.

Li Zhen continued to go north.

Time passed quietly and came to the fifth year of Jingming.

That is in this year.

Ma Qianli secretly visited and investigated the southwest for a long time and wrote a letter to Pingnan Jiujiao.

Zhao Ping was overjoyed when he saw it.

He was appointed as the Southwest Jiedu Envoy, with full authority to put down the rebellion of the chieftains and clean up the Buddhist sect.

At the same time, a message was sent to Kyushu.

Buddhism was officially classified as a cult and prohibited from proselytizing in any way.

It also prohibited the people of the Zhou Dynasty from believing in and hiding Buddhist scriptures privately.

These remarks completely tore off the veil that concealed Buddhism.

And in the southwest.

Ma Qianli, who gained Zhao Ping's trust and support, showed his edge to the world.

Quickly cut through the mess and clean up the network of officials who had secret dealings with Buddhism.

At the same time, the army was mobilized to attack the chieftain tribes at night.

In one battle, the chieftain's stronghold was destroyed for fifteen years.

Thousands of ordinary monks and natives who believed in Buddhism were mercilessly slaughtered in the village.

For a time, blood flowed into rivers and bones were everywhere.

He responded with the most brutal and bloody means to those Buddhists who were making trouble here.

Their originally good situation suddenly became shaky.

but.
  This move also completely angered Buddhism.

One by one, eminent monks walked down the Snow Mountain.

They gathered at the southwest border, aiming directly at Ma Qianli.

Trying to convert him into Buddhism.

If that doesn't work, delete it.

When Li Zhen heard these fragmentary news from the northern wilderness mountains and rivers, it was already the sixth year of Jingming Dynasty.

He climbed up and looked southwest.

It seemed as if I could see the golden light hovering there, and there seemed to be Buddha chanting.

But it seemed as if he could see the bloody storm caused by the light and shadow of the sword.

He shook his head and wished Ma Qianli good luck.

Ma Qianli is indeed lucky.

He is not dead.

Nor did he become a monk.

Because Zhenwusi appeared.

Since Zhao Ping ascended the throne, he has been disliked by Zhenwu Si.

Without getting any will.

With a large number of masters accumulated over the years, they are quietly lurking here under the leadership of Zhao Gao.

When those monks appear, it is the moment when the killing begins.

And because of the agreement that Buddhism had made on its own initiative that the Grand Master could not take action at will.

In a scene without the appearance of the Grand Master.

More than a dozen innate masters who have turned to heaven and human martial arts to achieve success.

When facing these snow mountain monks who are good at spiritual martial arts.

It was a one-sided massacre.

after this war.

Buddhism lost eighteen innate masters, and the remaining martial arts masters were thousands.

Zhenwusi almost cut off most of the Buddhist heritage on the Snowy Mountains with just one battle.

The southwest is flat.

When Li Zhen heard the news.

Somewhat happy, some surprised.

He was glad that his half-disciple, Ma Qianli, was lucky and did not die in the chaos.

This is a good thing after all.

As for whether he can be promoted and make a fortune, and rise to prominence?
  Li Zhen can only say that it depends on fate.

What surprised him was that after Zhao Gao went through the incident in the year of magic power.

I thought he had worn off his sharp edge and become much smoother.

However, what people didn't expect was that he would come forward so irrationally.

As a palace maid in the palace.

He actually bypassed the emperor's orders to control a violent institution.

Although the emperor dislikes this violent institution from the bottom of his heart.

Although judging from the results, this thing is good.

But in the eyes of those in power, this is definitely an intolerable transgression.

Zhao Gao!

I'm afraid I'm going to be in trouble.

Just as Li Zhen guessed.

After Zhao Ping saw the secret message sent by Ma Qianli, there was no hidden secret.

He was angry.

Furious!
  An order was immediately issued to escort Zhao Gao back to Beijing.

And in a fit of rage, he abolished the Zhenwu Division.

At the same time, he spread the decree to the world and changed the martial arts academies in various places into academic palaces. From now on, we will no longer recruit martial arts apprentices, but instead recruit students from all over the world.

As a result, most of the Zhenwu Division was destroyed.

Among the three divisions, only Zhenwu division, which is dedicated to studying martial arts, still has to survive.
  And according to rumors, Zhao Ping also said at that time.

The vulgar things in martial arts cannot wait for the elegance.

Just disperse the people and let them develop.

The future of the Great Zhou Dynasty always lies with the scholars.

Why spend money and material resources to support these people who are useless in running the country?

With a single word, the world was shocked.

More than ten years of vigorous development.

Emperor Shengwu worked hard to overcome all difficulties.

After all, after she passed away, she circled back to the same place.

When people die, government disappears.

Thousands of confused warriors who have lost their way forward.

They are once again mixed with the world.

Jianghu is reborn again.

In other words, Jianghu never dies.

But in this tortuous process, blood was shed and people died.

It's all done at once, and it seems meaningless.

Perhaps, this is an idealist's dream.

In the end, you have to return to naked reality.

No one can change it, and no one can stop it.

This has been true for thousands of years.

Right now, it's the same.

So ever.

Li Zhen was roaming in a city, admiring the unique boldness of people in the north.

Then I saw a scene that made people sigh.

Dozens of young people with mutilated bodies lay drunk on the streets.

They cried loudly, and they looked up to the sky and laughed.

They were former martial arts disciples.

The current bereaved dog.

They became useless people for the sake of Da Zhou.

But Dazhou ruthlessly deprived them of everything they had.

I have to say, this is the emperor.

Cold and ruthless.

It has to be said that Zhao Ping already has the basic qualities to become a qualified emperor.

But is what he did right?
  Li Zhen didn't know, but he shook his head.

The few thoughts I had about the distant capital became even less.

And this night, he also drank a few more drinks.

Finally, he faced the direction of the capital.

He raised his glass from a distance and poured it to the ground.

Perhaps it is to pay tribute to those who were implicated and died in this invisible battle over governing ideas.

Or maybe.

He was saying goodbye to Zhao Gao.

To pay homage to himself, another descendant died before him in this world.

Maybe so.

Who knows.

After a hearty drink, Li Zhen set off again.

This time, he did not enter the city again.

I didn't ask for these unpleasant news.

He passed through vast swamps of wilderness.

Climb over one hill after another, not quite a towering hill.

Stop and go, stop and go.

Finally in the ninth year of Jingming.

Li Zhen came to the foot of Daheishan.

Time is the thief of life.

But in the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Do the math carefully.

Li Zhen seems to be in his seventies this year.

Time travels to the present day, a period of time.

Sixty years on.

And how many sixty years does he have left in his life?

There are some fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and Li Zhen's whole person has a sense of vicissitudes accumulated over time.

Looking at the towering mountains stretching in front of me.

After ten years of walking, my mind has become as peaceful as the holy lake in the snow-capped mountains.

At this moment, brilliant sparks burst out again.

Xiantian Palace!
  he came.

(End of this chapter)