Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"who?"

Zen Master Ku Ye was shocked and turned around quickly.

I didn't know when a man was sitting at the table in the room.

"What a brilliant cultivation, even the poor monk didn't notice it. When did you come in? I'm afraid only the nine great masters in the world can do such a thing, right?"

Zen Master Kuye stared at Zhao Mu with a solemn expression: "However, among the nine great masters of the Jin Dynasty, there seems to be no one as young as you. I wonder if you can tell me your name, so that the poor monk can know whose hands he died at?"

"You are wise and know that you will not survive today."

"Naturally, the great master personally took action, and the poor monk knew that he was unable to resist. It's just a pity that he still failed to achieve his wish."

"What is your wish?"

"Cure the Queen Mother of the Jin Dynasty and let her persuade Emperor Ming Yuan to stop attacking the Jinlun Kingdom."

Zen Master Ku Ye sighed: "The Great Jin Dynasty has become too powerful under the governance of the new Emperor Chu. Even if Emperor Ming Yuan consumes a lot of national power, it is far from what the Great Jinlun Kingdom can contend with."

"After these years of continuous attacks, the Dajinlun Kingdom is in danger. If the war does not cease, it will not be long before the country is destroyed."

"Do you think that after curing the Queen Mother, she can persuade Emperor Ming Yuan to stop fighting?" Zhao Mu asked.

"I don't know, but no matter what, the poor monk has to try, otherwise the Golden Wheel Kingdom will really be over."

"That is the Buddhist kingdom established by my Buddhist sect. It is a pure land on earth illuminated by my Buddha's supreme compassion. The Great Jin Dynasty, the Five Poison Sect in Southern Xinjiang, the former Beimang Kingdom, and all places in the world are endless. sea ​​of ​​bitterness."

"Everyone in the world is living in a sea of ​​suffering, struggling and unable to escape, so the Great Golden Wheel Kingdom must not perish. Only if it exists all the time can it guide the world's people towards the Buddha's heart, and ultimately lead everyone to the Western Paradise, never to be seen again. Bear the disaster."

Zen Master Kuye became more pious as he spoke, and his old face was solemn and compassionate.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Mu couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Why is the donor laughing?"

Zen Master Ku Ye was very dissatisfied. He hated these ungrateful people.

"It's nothing. I just think that the Zen master is very good at brainwashing. In the end, I believed it. You said that the Great Golden Wheel Country is the pure land on earth, so your way to protect the pure land is to kill 360 children?"

"The donor is wrong. Those children did not die because of the poor monks. They were the soul boys chosen by the Buddha to save the Buddha's kingdom on earth. You think they are dead, but in fact their souls will always be with the Buddha and there will be no disaster. No trouble."

Zen Master Ku Ye clasped his hands together and recited the name of the Buddha, and the solemn compassion on his face became even stronger.

It seems that he is the incarnation of Buddha in the human world, and his existence is to save the world, so everything he does, whether good or evil, is right.

"Haha, if Buddha could hear what you said, he would probably be pissed to death. As an old man trying to save all sentient beings, he would never have thought that there would be vicious disciples like you in the world."

"The donor must be careful not to slander the Buddha, otherwise you will fall into Avici Hell and never be reincarnated."

"You are wrong. I'm afraid I will never have the chance to go to hell in this life."

Zhao Mu smiled slightly and suddenly disappeared from where he was.

The next moment, Zen Master Ku Ye was pinched by the neck and lifted up from the bed.

He said coldly: "Give you two choices. Tell me where those children are hiding, and I will let you die happily. Otherwise, I will let you see what the real Abi Hell is before you die. "

Zen Master Kuye pretended to be calm: "Amitabha, why do donors have to be aggressive? The poor monk is just practicing the Buddha's teachings. I, the Buddha, are compassionate. You..."

"You're such a pitiful mother, you have to force me to do it!"

Zhao Mu cursed and poured huge amounts of Qi directly into Zen Master Kuye.

"ah……"

Zen Master Ku Ye suddenly started to tremble violently, with veins popping out all over his skin, obviously suffering from great pain.

He screamed heart-breakingly, his hands and feet twitched involuntarily, and his face was as ferocious as a demon.

…

After a long time, Zhao Mu walked out of the room.

Wei Hu had been waiting outside: "My Lord, the guards have been dealt with, and we have blocked the news. For at least three days, the Queen Mother will not know that Zen Master Ku Ye is dead."

"Um!"

Zhao Mu nodded: "I have already found out where the child is hiding, and it is indeed not near the capital. You will arrange for someone to send the news to Zhou Yue later."

"Yes, Lord, do we need to take action to save the child?"

"No need, let Zhou Yue lead people to rescue the child. This will also keep her away from the whirlpool in the capital. I'm afraid the capital will be in chaos next."

"yes."

Wei Hu promised.

Zhao Mu pondered for a moment and asked, "When will the urgent report from Southern Xinjiang be delivered?"

"If nothing happens, it should be sent to the palace during the Queen Mother's birthday party tomorrow."

"Very good. It seems that Zheng Jingren's last wish should be fulfilled tomorrow. I have fulfilled my promise to him."

Zhao Mu patted Wei Hu on the shoulder: "Go ahead and let us all hibernate tomorrow after the confirmed news is sent to the palace. Don't interfere in anything that happens after that until I activate you again."

"Yes, I understand."

Wei Hu promised again.

the next day.

The Queen Mother's eightieth birthday banquet was held in the palace.

Early in the morning, the ministers of the court rushed to the palace with their families.

After packing up, Zhan Xiong and Zhou Yue, the master and apprentice, also left the Duke of Wei's Mansion early.

Along the way, Zhou Yue frowned.

"Yuer, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so worried?" Zhan Xiong asked.

It has been more than 20 years since Zhao Mu and Zhan Xiong first met in the northern grassland.

Zhan Xiong is now in his 50s.

However, because the masters of the Grandmaster Realm have a longer lifespan than ordinary people, Zhan Xiong, who is in his 50s, still looks like a middle-aged man in his 30s or 40s.

Zhou Yue looked at Zhan Xiong and asked, "Master, did you know that the Queen Mother wanted to use children's hearts to make elixirs?"

"This is just a rumor. I asked the Queen Mother. She refused the treatment of Master Kuye and drove people out of the capital."

"Master, the Queen Mother said she drove people away. Do you believe it? What if she lied to you?"

"Shut up!"

Zhan Xiong scolded: "The late emperor was very kind to me, and the Queen Mother also regarded me as her own brother. How could she lie to me? Yue'er, don't be so rude to the Queen Mother in the future!"

"Ah!"

Zhou Yue sighed helplessly.

Similar quarrels have happened more than once between her and Zhan Xiong over the years.

Unfortunately, she has never won an argument with Zhan Xiong.

This master of hers is good at everything. Not only is his martial arts talent extraordinary, but his military talent is also far beyond ordinary people.

But he can't tell right from wrong in terms of emotions.