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

Chapter 129 Tianshan

"Bold thief!"

"How dare you break into the Marshal's mansion!"

There was a cry, and the white sword suddenly appeared.

The guard held up a knife to protect Ma Qianli behind him, staring at Li Zhen with a pair of sharp eyes.

As if he made any movement, he would immediately swing his sword forward.

As a result, the confrontation lasted less than a moment.

Suddenly, a huge force came from behind him, and he was violently pulled aside.

"Commander??"

The guard was a little confused and looked at Ma Qianli with confusion.

However, at this moment, Ma Qianli had no time to explain.

He stared closely at the figure in Taoist robes in front of him.

His gaze slowly swept over the face that seemed to have remained unchanged for decades.

Tears gradually filled his eyes.

He took a few steps forward in disbelief.

With a pop, he fell to his knees.

"Is Master Li really you?"

"You're still alive, that's great!"

"I thought. I thought I would never see you again in this life!"

Ma Qianli is now in his forties and will enter his twilight years.

Moreover, he holds a high position and has an extraordinary status.

However, this is him.

Right now.

I burst into tears, almost unable to control myself.

The guard on the side looked at Ma Qianli and then Li Zhen with surprise.

He suddenly knew that he might have seen something he shouldn't have seen.

There was a slight hesitation.

Then, he decisively picked up his knife and quietly retreated.

Close the courtyard door and stand aside silently.

But deep down, I'm still a little confused.

Between these two people, who is whose master?

Where in the world is there a teacher who is younger than his disciple? What a strange thing!

In the courtyard.

Li Zhen looked at Ma Qianli, who was crying and twitching after losing sight of the outsiders.

He said "Huh", a little disgusted.

How old are you?

How come the longer I live, the more I go back?

I remember that when your kid didn’t study hard and was spanked by me with a wicker when he was a child, he didn’t even cry so hard.

It's better now, not even as good as when I was a child.

how?

Even Pindao, an old man in his seventies or eighty, can't coax you.

"Okay, okay."

"Pindao is not dead yet."

He said angrily.

He raised his hand and pulled it up.

Ma Qianli looked around with a strange expression, but couldn't find what was pulling him up.

He glanced at Li Zhen, who looked calm in front of him, and felt horrified.

He seemed to understand why he was released so easily.

Thinking of a name that I often hear in the capital in recent years.

I thought it was a coincidence that the two happened to have the same name.

But now it seems that he may have thought wrong.

Where is the eponymous thing?

This is obviously the same person.

His mentor, Ma Qianli, is the only martial arts master in the Zhou Dynasty today: Li Zhen.

It was also the time when His Majesty ascended the throne twelve years ago.

Grandmaster Li left the capital and traveled around the world.

Thinking like this, his heart gradually calmed down.

And after crying like this, some of the pressure that had accumulated in his heart for many years was released.

Wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, he forced a smile on his face that was uglier than crying, and said:

"Master Li, I still have two jars of good wine hidden in this room."

"Tonight, you will treat my master and disciple until you get drunk."

Li Zhen stuffed the half-bitten radish into Erqing's mouth without stopping.

I haven't had a drink in many years.

I wonder if his drinking capacity is still the same as before?

Ma Qianli's matter is actually very simple.

He was alone with some troops.

He breaks into other people's nests without saying anything and makes trouble.

There are no one or two martial arts experts around to protect him.

If they can't do anything to your army for the time being, how can they not do anything to you yourself?

Besides, you came under the banner of cleaning up the rebellious people.

After this is accomplished, the Three Tribulations Salvation Society will definitely come to an end.

The Buddhists who secretly support the Three Tribulations Salvation Society will definitely not be able to please them either.

Although there is some filth between the two, Buddhists have to hold their noses and admit it for the sake of the future.

Ever since, it happened that Zen Master Zhenxing captured Ma Qianli.

Fortunately, these monks still have some little hearts in their hearts.

He also doesn’t want to see the three northwest states become his own possessions.

Therefore, he took Ma Qianli into his hands and wanted to control both sides.

If there were no accidents, Buddhism would have been the biggest winner in this matter.

But unsurprisingly, the accident happened.

Li Zhen is here.

Ma Qianli is back.

Buddhism's plan was stillborn.

Moreover, it also cost the life of a great master who was sitting here.

This business was done at a loss to my grandma’s family.

But does Buddhism dare to speak loudly now?

It turned out that I still dared.

But when they knew what happened on the grassland.

Tsk tsk.

Two great masters were deposed and one died.

There is another person who is trying his best to return to secular life.

The remaining two are still guarding the boss's territory in Tianzhu.

Even if he hates Li Zhen very much now, the Buddhists can only dare to be angry and dare not speak out.

Buddha's enemy!

This person is the enemy of my Buddha!

Far away, in a magnificent palace.

Some people made angry-eyed Vajra appearances and roared loudly.

However, it can only be incompetent and furious.

There is wine to help you sleep.

Li Zhen had a good sleep last night.

The wine is moonshine wine, a specialty of this place.

Soft, not much alcohol content, but great staying power.

The two of them got drunk last night while drinking.

By the time he stretched himself out and stood up, the mansion was already "alive".

Soldiers in military uniforms came and went.

In the closed room, Ma Qianli was discussing the war with his confidants.

Li Zhen just looked at it and didn't care.

Wander to the quiet backyard where there is no one around.

I did some Tai Chi and exercised my hands and feet.

The Tai Chi in his hands now looks more like the hands of the old man and old lady in the park in his previous life.

But for Li Zhen, it doesn't matter what this boxing technique becomes.

The important thing is that every change of it represents a new understanding of the principles of yin and yang.

So even if he embarked on the path of spiritual practice, he never gave up.

It has even become more important in Li Zhen's eyes.

Until noon.

Clean up the things left behind in the past few days since he was missing.

Ma Qianli, who was handed over a new task, found Li Zhen.

The two of them ate simple food and talked casually:

"Master Li, wait until I put down this rebellion and return to the capital."

"I plan to resign from your Majesty's position and concentrate on studying my studies."

Ma Qianli is in his forties.

It was Emperor Shengwu who opened the imperial examination, and the top picks in the first session were selected.

He is one of the most outstanding talents in Confucianism in recent years.

At the same time, he is also a general who can command troops and horses to fight in all directions.

Such an all-rounder who is capable of both literary and military skills.

辞官

His words didn't sound like he was lying.

Li Zhen raised his eyebrows and looked at him strangely.

What do you say before a battle?

I'm afraid that not all the flags on my body are filled up, and there is no room for them.

Xuan Er shook his head gently and said calmly:

"I'm afraid His Majesty won't agree to your idea."

Ma Qianli's expression remained unchanged, but he nodded slightly:

"Your Majesty will not agree, but I have my insistence."

Zhao Ping promoted him and reused him.

Logically speaking, he should have dedicated his life to the great Zhou Dynasty and died.

just

"Master Li, to be honest, I'm too tired."

"Over the years, there have been matters involving the imperial court, rebellion, and Buddhist missionary matters."

“One thing after another, it’s so overwhelming that people can’t breathe.”

"When I was young, I longed to be a free-running horse, but now I understand. I just want to be an old horse that can go home and stay by my parents' side to spend the rest of my life with them."

There was some emotion and nostalgia in his tone.    At the same time, I felt a little unspeakable.

I regret not being young and young.

Ma Qianli raised his head and looked at Li Zhen with clear eyes:

"My father is just an ordinary farmer, farming three to five acres of land and living an ordinary life."

"Logically speaking, I should be like this too."

"It was Master Li who gave me wisdom and promised me a thousand-mile ambition."

"But over the years, I have discovered that this is not what I want."

He paused.

Turning his head, he looked lovingly at his hometown.

At this time, the area was still occupied by Faqing.

He said slowly:

"Maybe it would be better for me to be an ordinary farmer."

Li Zhen glanced at him and looked at him without saying a word.

He felt that this boy was late in his rebellious phase.

Why am I starting to become sentimental now that I'm in my forties?

Still want to be an ordinary farmer?

Now let me try to pull a plow to plow two acres of land.

I'm sure that within two days, I couldn't stand it anymore.

hum!

Li Zhen finally understood.

This kid is just like the group of people in his previous life who yearned for the leisurely pastoral scenery all day long.

When you are too far away, you feel beautiful.

When I actually experience it myself, it’s all a piece of cake.

It was because Lao Ma and his wife were too spoiled to him and made him suffer less.

To sum it up in two words: hypocritical!

I just didn't bother to talk to him.

Turn around and leave.

When passing by a landscape tree in the courtyard.

I casually broke off two branches.

Ma Qianli behind him frowned slightly after seeing it.

The elegance of the garden in front of me disappeared with the folding of those two branches.

I wanted to say something, but the person who thought of breaking the branch was Li Zhen.

So he stopped talking and let him go.

That is to say, Li Zhen didn't know what he was thinking.

If he knew about it, he would definitely criticize him severely for his petty bourgeois sentiment that betrayed his peasant background.

Li Zhen's hands felt itchy when he folded the two branches.

It is not used to smoke yellow flowers on the roadside, but has other uses.

In fact, Ma Qianli, who was barely half a disciple, had too many flags on his body.

I'm afraid that I will die on the road before I can retire and return to my hometown.

At the moment, it seems that there is not much chance of this happening.

The Three Tribulations Salvation Society can catch him once.

Naturally, we can catch him a second time.

Although the Buddhist monks have now learned a big lesson, there is a high probability that they will not dare to make any big moves again.

But it doesn't mean that Ma Qianli is safe.

You know, Buddhists are not the only ones willing to do this kind of thing.

For example, the Qinglong Society is called by people in the world as people in the devil's path.

Or, working hard for Emperor Zhao Ping of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

In the end, two members of the Zhenwu and Zhenwu divisions ended up homeless.

If there is a chance, Li Zhen believes that they will not mind adding some trouble to Zhao Ping.

"Tsk."

"I don't know who taught him to disband the Second Division. He was really stupid."

Li Zhen cursed in his heart when he cut the branches into wooden plaques three fingers wide and one finger thick.

But there is nothing more to say at this point.

At the same time, he was not interested in wiping the butt of the Gong Gongs in the court.

Let's see what kind of flowers they can bloom if they develop culture and suppress military affairs.

As for now, what Li Zhen did.

It was just to ensure that Ma Qianli would not die at the hands of a martial artist.

No matter how much, he will have no intention and no power.

What helped him defeat Faqing's Buddhist soldiers and put down the rebellion.

Li Zhen could only say that he was overthinking.

He inherited Zhao Qing's kindness in his early years and also inherited Zhao Shenyue's kindness.

But unfortunately, he didn't owe him Zhao Ping at all.

On the contrary, after careful calculation, I still have a feeling of care for him.

It's good that you don't ask for help from this guy now, why don't you go to warm your face and put your cold butt?

Li Zhen could only say: Wake up, there are no good things in this world without a reason.

Dispel some cluttered thoughts in your mind and calm down.

The will of martial arts has long been sublimated into the flow of Qi with a faint yin and yang charm on the Tao foundation.

In the invisible field of vision of ordinary people, little bits of inspiration are dancing between the fingers.

On the wooden sign slowly came out a magnificent character:

阳！

At that time, Zhao Ping disbanded the Zhenwu and Zhenwu Divisions in anger.

Zhao Gao, the commander-in-chief of the Zhenwu Division, was escorted back to Beijing, and his life or death was unknown from then on.

Now counting the time, it has been seven or eight years.

This is an old acquaintance.

But Li Zhen didn't deliberately inquire about his whereabouts in these years.

However, intentionally or unintentionally, Ma Qianli revealed some news to him.

Zhao Gao is still alive, not dead.

Li Zhen was not surprised by this.

After all, he was a person who had grown up reading eunuchs and treacherous ministers since he was a child.

Although sometimes it is inflated by power.

But after several beatings, I became a lot more honest.

I know very well who to listen to and what to do.

What happened in the southwest back then was obviously someone else's hand behind it.

However, he can survive.

However, after that, Zhao Ping would definitely not be able to accommodate him.

Thinking about it, Li Zhen asked casually:

"What, do you know his whereabouts?"

Ma Qianli shook his head, with a bitter smile on his face:

"When Commander Zhao was convicted because of me, I paid a lot of attention to him."

"But Master Li, you also know that internal ministers like them are His Majesty's family affairs. As a foreign minister, I can't ask too many questions."

"I only know that Commander Zhao was later expelled from the palace and his whereabouts are unknown."

"But in the past few years since I went to the northwest to fight the rebellion, I discovered that he seems to be in Tianshan."

Tianshan?

Li Zhen's expression moved slightly.

These three northwest states are so fun, right?

All kinds of monsters and ghosts gather here.

The monks came, the demons from the Three Tribulations Salvation Society came, and the Qinglong Society also came.

And I heard that most of the resurgent Jianghu people are also active here.

Now, why are you, Zhao Gao, a eunuch, here to join in the fun?

unless

A thought suddenly flashed through Li Zhen's mind.

He raised his head and stared directly at Ma Qianli.

Instead of saying anything more about Zhao Gao, he asked a seemingly unrelated question:

"How has the Zhenwu Division in Xianming Mountain been doing in recent years?"

Ma Qianli was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that he would ask about this.

He frowned, thought for a while, and said:

"Before I left Beijing, someone from the imperial court wrote to His Majesty to dismiss the Zhenwu Division, but His Majesty stayed in office."

"As for now."

He shook his head with a disapproving look on his face.

"in this way."

"That's it."

Li Zhen seemed to be sure of something.

He let out a long breath, looking a little pleased and a little confused.

Seeing all the changes in his expression, Ma Qianli hesitated to speak.

"Here you go, I can save your life at the critical moment."

Li Zhen came back to his senses, gathered all his emotions, and became extremely calm again.

He took out a wooden sign from his sleeve and threw it into Ma Qianli's arms.

Without saying anything more, he turned and left.

He believed that Ma Qianli would understand.

Of course, if he insists on thinking that he can do it, he must climb first with a knife.

Then Li Zhen can only say that next year he will definitely burn a few stacks of yellow paper in front of his grave.

Guaranteed to burn more than what was burned at Zhao Qing's grave.

"Master Li guarantees it all the way."

"See you in the capital after I put down the rebellion!"

Ma Qianli said sincerely to his back.

Li Zhen paused for a moment and waved helplessly to him.

Still thrusting, I'm already full.

It can no longer be plugged in, you know!

(End of this chapter)