When the magistrate was about to return and report to Yang Zhi, he already knew that Zhang Sanfeng had arrived at Jingshan.
Having been entrenched in Jiangnan for so many years, how could he not have placed people in the Tianxia Society?
Looking at the secret letter on the table, he felt utterly overwhelmed.
"Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang, Zhang Xianzong, the Confucian sage, and Li Chang'an, the regent of the Ming Dynasty."
Slumped in the armchair, Yang Zhi kept muttering the names of these three people.
The first two were tricky for him, but the last one made him feel somewhat hopeless.
"Five more days. After tonight, there will be four more days. Just give me four more days."
"Why won't you give it to me, God? You deserve to be cleaved in two by a sword."
The usually gentle and refined Yang Zhi rarely swore. He was unwilling to accept that his plan, which he had been working on for so many years and had finally managed to deceive everyone, had failed at the last moment.
After a moment's thought, he put on a black robe and went into the secret chamber of Jingshan.
If you can't figure out a solution yourself, you might as well hand the problem over to someone else.
The person who is most anxious right now is probably not myself.
Those bald monks in the Buddhist order would probably be even more troubled by this news than I am.
After all, the Buddhist community had spent two generations here to build the Buddhist kingdom, and now that they could finally see hope, they should be more afraid of accidents than I am.
After passing through numerous obstacles in the mountain cave, Yang Zhi almost laughed.
I used to think these levels were perfectly designed, but now I realize they were somewhat unnecessary.
What use are these obstacles if you encounter someone with superior martial arts skills?
As he walked to the entrance of the final checkpoint, Yang Zhicai rubbed his face and made several humble and docile expressions.
He only went inside when the smile on his face looked genuine.
"Disciple Sanjie greets Master and all senior uncles and elder brothers."
The monks on the lotus platform turned their heads to look when they heard Yang Zhi's voice.
"Sanjie, is there any news about Zhang Sanfeng?"
“Master, Zhang Sanfeng has arrived at Jingshan. Accompanying him are the Confucian sage Zhang Xianzong and his disciple Zhang Zhiwei.”
Upon hearing this, the monk stood up and said, "Those who come are not well-intentioned; those who are well-intentioned do not come."
"Very well, very well, I will go with you and meet this Master Zhang of Wudang, so that in the future, people in the martial arts world will not always say that Taoism is superior to Buddhism."
“Master, I haven’t finished speaking yet. Besides the three of them, Li Chang’an, the regent of the Ming Dynasty, has also arrived.”
...
The monk walked a few steps forward, then turned a corner and walked back to the lotus platform.
"Forgive me, forgive me. A monk should be compassionate. How can he fight and kill? I have become attached to appearances."
Looking at the monk's appearance, Yang Zhi couldn't help but want to roll his eyes.
Back when you slaughtered Chen Youliang's entire family to hide the news of the dragon vein, you weren't like this at all.
"Master, what should we do now?"
The monk was also troubled by these words. His Buddhist sect's original idea was not to turn Jiangnan into a Buddhist kingdom, but to overthrow the Zhou family's throne and turn the entire Ming Dynasty into a Buddhist kingdom.
Otherwise, why would they try to win over those people in the martial arts world? Isn't it so that once the dragon vein is formed, they can rise up in rebellion and change the dynasty?
How could a small Buddhist kingdom possibly satisfy their desires?
There's nothing we can do now; Li Chang'an's powerful emergence has greatly increased the pressure on Buddhism.
Even if they refined the dragon vein, they weren't confident they could suppress that immortal disciple.
It should be understood that the best outcome for a dragon to ascend to heaven after undergoing tribulation is to gain recognition from the heavens and become a mount for a deity.
The worst outcome would be becoming a dish at a feast for the gods.
Either way, it suggests that this thing is simply incomparable to gods.
Not to mention, this dragon vein was a dead one. It was only after two generations of Buddhist monks and the efforts of hundreds of enlightened monks that it was barely transformed into a source of fortune.
The monk had absolutely no confidence in facing Li Chang'an.
"Alas, now we can only hurry up and refine this dragon vein into a complete form so that it can gain the recognition of heaven and earth."
“When the time comes, we will establish a Buddhist kingdom based on the dragon vein. That immortal disciple will be unable to do anything to us. After all, heaven and earth have recognized it. He can’t go against the heavens and forcibly sever this dragon vein, can he?”
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhi couldn't help but look up and see the night sky through the thick soil.
In his eyes, the sky was not a vast expanse of stars, but a fragmented landscape. Among the countless fragments, there was a massive crack that stretched across the entire sky, dividing the world in two.
Looking at the crack, Yang Zhi shuddered, then quickly lowered his head again.
No matter how many times he saw it, he still felt immense fear when facing that crack that stretched across the sky.
Everyone said that Li Chang'an was a disciple of a deity, or a deity descended to earth, but only he knew in his heart that this regent was far more powerful than any deity.
Even the heavens were cleaved in two by a single sword strike, then fell to the mortal realm to be reincarnated. If it weren't for the fortune within them, this world would still be running.
I guess everyone has now been reincarnated according to the will of Heaven.
That's not right either. They probably don't even have the chance to be reincarnated. The Heavenly Way is gone, so how can there be reincarnation?
"Sanjie, you must do everything you can to stall that prince and prevent him from having any free time to notice what's going on here."
"In two days at most, we will be able to completely refine it. By then, it will be too late, and that prince will be unable to do anything to us. At that time, you will be the greatest contributor to Buddhism."
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhi nodded: "I will obey Master's orders. Sanjie, I will now withdraw."
"Go on, child, you've worked hard."
Stepping out of the cave, Yang Zhi looked at the dragon scales that had reappeared on his body. He didn't pluck them off, but instead seemed lost in thought.
After a while, he gritted his teeth, his expression hardened, and he disappeared into the night.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com