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

Chapter 145 Duke Wei

It was like a thunderbolt flashing across the clear sky.

The surprise came too suddenly.

From the emperor of Zhou Dynasty to the common people.

They were never prepared for such news that would make everyone feel crazy.

However, things still happened.

The Tubo Kingdom was destroyed.

That huge country was built on the snowfields and dragged the Zhou Dynasty into the quagmire of war for more than ten years.

It's like a joke, just die.

Moreover, he also perished in the hands of Ma Qianli.

The development of things far exceeded the expectations of all the adults in the court.

Therefore, even if this is after Emperor Shengwu of the Great Zhou Dynasty wiped out Nanyan.

After decades, the illustrious martial arts appeared for the first time in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

However, in the eyes of some people, it has become a bit unpleasant.

Why, it happened to be Ma Qianli?

So they think.

In my heart, I felt a little sour that I couldn't admit.

Ma Qianli's master returned to the court.

With all the great achievements he has made.

However, he is very low-key.

He led the army into the capital without any fanfare.

There are no gorgeous carriages and horses, or complicated ceremonies.

Just like when he left the capital a few years ago.

Alone and alone, he returns to the capital in plain clothes.

He first went to Biquan Palace for a visit.

The dust of the journey has been washed away, as well as the blood brought back from the southwest and the hustle and bustle of the snowfield.

Putting on his brand new court uniform, he calmly entered the palace to meet the emperor.

No one knows what he said to the emperor.

However, that day the lights in Yuji Palace remained on all night.

And that extremely gorgeous door.

It wasn't opened until early the next morning.

Ma Qianli felt relieved and walked out of it relaxedly.

He returned home calmly and met his parents, wife and children.

Then I slept for three days and three nights.

After he wakes up again.

He has become Duke Wei of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

If you are hereditary, you will not be replaced, and you will retire with the country.

At the same time, he was granted the title of Grand Tutor and ranked among the Three Dukes.

Listening to the family members describe all this with fear and uneasiness.

Ma Qianli seemed very calm. It was obvious that this was something he had agreed with the emperor a long time ago.

He comforted his family and told them not to cause trouble.

He climbed up to Xianming Mountain with brisk steps.

At the same time, his palm subconsciously stroked the small wooden sign hanging on his chest.

There are so many thoughts in my heart that it is difficult to put into words.

Although he had already put his life and death at risk when he promised the emperor to go to quell the unrest in the southwest.

But when he took the risk and rushed up to the Qingtang Snow Mountain, he looked directly at the brilliant giant Buddha.

Still gave birth to an unspeakable despair and unwillingness.

But fortunately, Ma Qianli survived.

However, the price is the complete destruction of this thing.

"Master Li won't blame me, right?"

He tightened his palms.

That heart that never wavered even when he led the lone army straight into the Qingtang and faced countless enemies.

At this moment, there was a slight ripple.

And when Ma Qianli came to Chuixiang Tower.

Li Zhen was also talking to Ma San about him:

"Look, what I said was right!"

"Your family will definitely be reunited this year."

He leaned back in a chair by the campfire.

Slouching, the expression on his face was unreadable under the flickering flames.

Somewhat mysterious, some unpredictable.

It's like a witch from ancient times saying some deceptive words.

However, the person listening was extremely pious.

"That's right, that's right."

"Mr. Li is a man of great wisdom, and nothing he says can be wrong."

Ma San couldn't say any complimentary words.

He just kept laughing and nodding in response.

Like him, Lao Ma, is a farmer from the northwest.

If he had not met Li Zhen in this life, the fate of his children and grandchildren would have been obvious at a glance.

Where could the Ma family exist today?

So, what Mr. said.

Lao Ma, there is no reason not to believe it.

On the other side, Li Zhen, who said these words casually, curled his lips.

Secretly wondering, does he really have the talent for fortune telling?

At first it was just a casual comment to comfort Lao Ma.

The result turned out to be a prophecy!

or

Someday you will go to the streets of Beijing and try setting up a stall?

With this thought in mind, I thought it would be a way to pass the time.

At this moment, the door of Chuixiang Tower was pushed open with a bang.

Along with the wind and snow, Ma Qianli's figure came in from the outside.

"what?"

Li Zhen sat up and looked strange.

Not waiting for Ma Qianli to speak.

He reached out his hand and made a gentle move.

The wooden sign that was supposed to be hanging on his chest suddenly flew out.

Cutting through the space, it fell into his hands.

Dark, as if the scars of thunder spread across its surface.

The word "Yang" has been blurred and invisible.

Even the true essence and spiritual meaning that Li Zhen had poured into it were worn away to the point where it was almost impossible to find.

It was just the moment when his spirit fell on this wooden sign.

In the dim space of Chuixiang Building, there suddenly seemed to be a flash of lightning.

In an instant, extremely terrifying power burst out.

But after a moment, it disappeared under the fingertips of Li Zhen's probing hand.

In his sight.

A virtual image of a blue-skinned monster that looks like a yaksha is engraved deep in the wooden sign.

As the lightning disappeared, it suddenly dispersed like bubbles.

All that was left was the angry scolding that gathered in my ears like thousands of people speaking at once:

"Buddha's enemy, Buddha's enemy!"

"Fare gathers and is destroyed"

The following words were inaudible as the inexplicable power left on the wooden sign dissipated.

Only Li Zhen was left holding it gently, his expression gloomy.

"Buddhism, Incense"

"This long-standing religious tradition really has two brushes."

but

Li Zhen smiled slightly and didn't care.

"This is how you use incense."

"If we push it a little further, I may have some concerns."

"But now."

Li Zhen shook his head, with a faint smile flowing deep in his eyes.

But he didn't take this little calculation seriously.

At present, Buddhism only has this kind of means.

Nourish again.

Let's see what surprises it can bring him in the future.

Then he threw the scrapped wooden sign into the fire.

With a crackling sound, it turned into a ball of ashes.

Li Zhen glanced at Ma Qianli, who was still standing there blankly, and said angrily:

"Why, becoming the Duke of Wei makes you lose your temper."

"Do you still want me to ask you to sit down?"

"Ah this."

"Students don't dare."

Ma Qianli came back to his senses from the previous horrifying scene.

Some hurriedly came forward to see Ma San and Li Zhen.

Then he looked at Li Zhen with an expression of inexhaustible inquiry and curiosity, and asked cautiously:

"Master Li, what was that just now?"

Li Zhen glanced at him lightly, but he still didn't know what he was thinking.

He snorted coldly and said:

"Want to learn?"

Ma Qianli shook his head subconsciously.

Then, he nodded fiercely.

Look at his appearance at this time.

Li Zhen and Lao Ma looked at each other, smiling like old foxes.

Official?

Terrified.

There is good practice there.

The celebration of the Great Zhou Dynasty's destruction of Tubo came as scheduled. The emperor declared to the world and rejoiced with the people.

The New Year is not yet here.

The entire Great Zhou Dynasty was already plunged into a sea of ​​celebration.

However, few people find it.

In this grand event celebrated by the whole world, almost no one mentioned who was responsible for this devastating annihilation of the country.

What people remember is only the emperor's wisdom and prowess.

It was under his rule that Zhou Dynasty achieved such a brilliant victory.

As for the truth hidden behind it, is it important?

it is not important.

The emperor will not care about this matter.

Because he needs this victory to show off his martial arts skills.

The ministers will not care about this.

Because they don't want to see Ma Qianli appear in the court and compete with them for power.

The common people of Zhou Dynasty would not care about this matter.

Because they celebrate only for the benefits of celebrating and don’t care about the reasons for celebrating.

In fact, even the person involved in this matter didn't care about it.

Because this was exactly what he wanted to see.

A thousand-mile horse is just a thousand-mile horse.

But now Ma Qianli has a higher pursuit.

He has been hesitating for several years, always wanting to leave something in this world.

After reading Li Zhen's new book: "Answers to Questions about the Life of Foolish Beings".

From it, we can see the trinity relationship of mind, spirit and soul.

He also combined it with the Confucian principles he had learned throughout his life.

You will eventually gain something.

On the night of the first day of the 20th year of Jingming.

Ma Qianli wrote down his understanding of spiritual practice in the wind and snow outside the window:

"I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring spirit!"

"It's Qi, but it's actually soul, stuffed between the human body."

"Appearing outside the body and seeing the heaven and the earth"

It's just that when he excitedly brought his hard work to Li Zhen's judgment.

But he got a crooked saying.

Ma Qianli was a little unconvinced, but he didn't say anything.

It's like the rebellion that finally came over forty years later.

He held his breath inwardly.

He wanted to prove to Li Zhen that his idea was correct.

The physical body is useless.

Only spirit can be eternal!

The national destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty became more and more prosperous.

It seems that this battle to destroy the country greatly increased the people of Zhou Dynasty's trust in the imperial court.

In the sky over the capital, the newborn golden dragon became more and more active.

It's whirling around like a living thing.

But maybe it’s the country’s strength that makes it somewhat swollen.

Recently, I have been grinning in the direction of Xianming Mountain from time to time.

Li Zhen turned a blind eye to its provocation.

Too lazy to pay attention to it.

It's just that I can't help but murmur in my heart.

You should be arrogant now!

One day, Pindao will hold you in his hand and take a good look at you.

See what kind of creature you are.

"Pooh."

He spat at the gadget.

He ignored the National Fortune Golden Dragon who became somewhat angry.

Li Zhen turned around and picked up a small briquette-like, fluffy thing from his feet.

Slowly, I returned to the house.

After all, Sanhua still couldn't survive this winter.

On the night when the new year comes.

It held the briquettes in its mouth and delivered it to Li Zhen's arms.

It was like explaining the aftermath to an old friend.

Silently accompanying Li Zhen to watch the last sunrise in his life.

Then with some staggering steps, he walked out of the Chuixiang Building.

Walking into that day, the snow was so heavy that no one could be seen.

After that, he never came back.

At the last moment of its life, it chooses to leave quietly alone.

Maybe he didn't want others to see the bad look when he left.

Maybe it's because he doesn't want to disturb others anymore.

Who knows.

Just in this cold Chuixiang Tower.

From now on, there is missing the Sanhua Li slave who always lies on Li Zhen's bed in the afternoon, lazily basking in the sun.

"You."

"But you have to be successful."

Li Zhen nodded the little black thing's head and said seriously.

"Don't learn from your unsatisfactory ancestor."

"There are no mortals left in our family"

"No, Fanmao."

I don't know how many generations of Sanhua's descendants the briquettes were, biting Li Zhen's finger playfully.

I don’t know how much I listened to these words.

But later on, the practitioners who were lucky enough to break into the forbidden area of ​​Xianming Mountain and survive were recounting their thrilling experiences along the way.

I can't help but mention the one who is standing alone in the dilapidated building.

Day after day, I stared blankly at a big demon with a picture of a Taoist holding a black kitten.

I don't know who she is missing.

Li Zhen didn't know what was going to happen next.

It is also impossible to travel through the long river of time to peek into the future.

Right now, he was acting on a whim.

Using half-baked skills, he painted the scene just now.

Facing the sunset.

The Taoist laughed lightly, teasing the briquette-like raccoon slave.

And behind him, in the glowing clouds, there was a golden figure looming.

I am very satisfied with my work.

Li Zhen gently stamped the seal that had been carved a few days ago.

The red cinnabar scattered on the white paper into two simple small characters:

Daozhen.

"Tao and Dharma are the source of all things, and the truth speaks of this life."

On the streets of Beijing where people come and go, Li Zhen, whose pseudonym is Li Daozhen, guards a stall.

There are two flags standing next to it, with this writing written on them.

And on the cloth strip pulled up in the middle, there are also four big characters:

The iron mouth cuts straight through!

That's right.

Li Zhen really came to experience being a fortune teller.

During his travels in the world, he had met many fortune-telling masters.

I have also discussed the knowledge of numerology with them.

But I found that most of them are just pretentious and deceptive.

As for now

When he picked up the numerology theory book that he had some doubts about its authenticity in the past.

After putting aside the colored glasses and studying carefully.

Li Zhen had to acknowledge the wisdom of the ancient ancestors.

Numerology.

It really has something!

"Next person."

In a few words, he sent away a successful scholar who was wavering back and forth between a poor wife and a daughter married to a noble man.

Li Zhen pushed up his sunglasses, which were polished from two pieces of natural black crystal, and said in a deep voice.

This was something he specifically asked Bai Yuan to get for him.

For nothing else.

We, Li Daodao, do what we do and love what we do, so fortune telling must look like a fortune teller.

Not to mention whether the calculation is accurate or not, the equipment must be complete.

"Grandmaster!"

"What are you testing?"

"I'm testing my marriage."

A man sat in front of Li Zhen with a tangled expression.

Li Zhen only felt that this voice was inexplicably familiar.

He lowered his head and looked at the person through the slit above his sunglasses.

Suddenly, his face darkened.

"No, no."

"This marriage of yours is beyond the pale."

After that, Li Zhen closed the table from both sides to the middle.

Just take it and leave.

But he was hugged by someone's thigh all the time.

"Master-uncle?"

"Is it really you, Uncle Master!"

(End of this chapter)