Ren Baqian opened his eyes and looked at the white sky outside the window. He was in a daze for a moment before muttering, "It's time."
Thirty days had passed.
These days, there were no more martial artists coming from the south.
Either they were determined to rebel, or they were blocked outside the Wang Estuary and Ghost Ridge, unable to come over.
Either way, their fates were sealed.
Leave no one alive.
None of the practitioners from the south who were above the Man Wheel level were spared.
All the sects were massacred.
"I really don't want to kill so many people. In front of me, blood flows like a river, and the river water is dyed red. However, karma is self-determined. You reap what you sow. This is the path you've chosen. Even if you have to kneel, you can walk it to the end. All I can do is send all of you on your way, "Ren Baqian muttered to himself.
Ren Baqian put on his official robe and walked out of the room with a serious look on his face. The humid morning air directly hit his face.
The air in Jiangbei City seemed to have condensed today. In the past, one could hear a lot of sounds at this time, but at this time, it was silent.
The entire Jiangbei City was filled with killing intent.
Even the mosquitoes could feel the killing intent.
When he walked to the empress's room, Xi Wanya, Zong Shen, Gong Zheng, and the others were already standing there.
Ren Baqian cupped his hands and stood opposite Xi Wanya.
Soft voices could be heard from the empress's room. He waited for a long time, but the empress didn't come out.
"All the women in the world, even someone as beautiful as Your Majesty, have to dress up before going out. It has nothing to do with beauty or ugliness. This is instinct. "Ren Baqian smiled at Xi Wanya.
Xi Wanya's face immediately darkened.
You dare to say that, but we don't dare to listen!
"Bang!" An object smashed through the window and smashed onto Xi Wanya's head.
Xi Wanya was able to dodge it, but he was still hit by it and had an innocent expression on his face.
Zong Shen and Gong Zheng looked straight ahead, as if they didn't see anything.
Ren Baqian pursed his lips and didn't say anything else. He felt that the empress had never used anything to smash him, which clearly showed her sincerity towards him. Although there was no need to doubt this, he still felt very warm in his heart. Especially before the big battle, a warm feeling flowed through his heart.
After a short while, the door was pushed open from the inside. The empress was standing there, her red muslin swaying along with the airflow caused by the door opening.
"Your Majesty, it's time for the 30-day agreement," Ren Baqian cupped his hands and said in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, everyone in the Protectorate of the South has packed up and is ready to quell the rebellion." Xi Wanya cupped his fists and reported.
"Your Majesty, the winged cavalry is ready to follow Your Majesty's gaze and tear apart any enemy who dares to stand in your way," Gong Zheng also said.
"Let's go!" the empress ordered coldly.
"Yes!"
A moment later, three bleak sounds of the beast's horn resounded in the city.
Following that, the gates of the two barracks in the south and north of the city opened wide. Many soldiers filed out of the barracks, crossed the main road in the city, and exited through the south gate.
In the early morning, the only sound in Jiangbei City was the heavy footsteps that seemed to step on everyone's heart, as well as the occasional sound of weapons colliding.
In the entire Jiangbei City, everyone was behind the windows, looking at the army that was leaving the city through the gaps.
"Bring her along." Ren Baqian passed by Wang Baobao's courtyard, pointed inside, and instructed the guard.
"Get someone to bring Xing Ruo over. Also, wake Lin Qiaole up. If she continues to sleep, she will grow hair, "Ren Baqian instructed.
Not long after, the little monk Xing Ruo appeared in front of Ren Baqian.
"Arhat!" Xing Ruo calmly put his palms together without any joy or worry.
Ren Baqian sized him up. In less than half a month, Xing Ruo already looked like a decent person.
Previously, Ren Baqian had learned some news from the people who were following and protecting Xing Ruo.
Given Xing Ruo's age, it was hard to trust him. In particular, Buddhism had never appeared in this land, and the people didn't know anything about it.
However, perhaps due to the recent chaos and the aboriginals taking over the city, the commoners in the city were filled with fear and confusion about the future. Under such circumstances, Xing Ruo had attracted some commoners these days.
There weren't many of them, only a few dozen.
However, this was already a big step for Xing Ruo.
At his age, it wasn't easy to attract a few dozen people to listen to him preach about Buddhism.
"We are about to set off. Are you coming with us?" Ren Baqian asked faintly.
"No, the commoners in this city also need the protection of Buddhism." Xing Ruo shook his head and replied softly.
"You will have to rely on yourself in the future," Ren Baqian said.
Xing Ruo nodded gently. Then, he raised his head and said pitifully, "Arhat, please give me some money."
"You are just a monk. What use do you have for money?" Ren Baqian was amused by Xing Ruo's change in attitude. Previously, he was still acting like a proper person, but now, he was acting like a thief. Have you practiced face-changing before?
"I have to find someone to carve the statue of Buddha first. Otherwise, these people won't know what Buddha looks like and who they are worshiping!" Xing Ruo said truthfully. "I have even drawn the image of Buddha!"
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket.
Ren Baqian glanced at it and thought, Not bad. If I carve it according to this, they won't know who they are worshiping.
Ren Baqian asked someone to take some silver and give it to Xing Ruo. Xing Ruo happily took the silver and found someone to carve the statue.
After Ren Baqian left, he didn't seem to think about promoting Buddhism here alone. Ren Baqian didn't see any worry on his face.
He called for the two practitioners who had been following and protecting Xing Ruo.
"You don't have to secretly protect him in the future. Shave your heads and convert to Buddhism," Ren Baqian said as he looked at the two men below.
"Huh?" Both of them were stunned.
"In the future, if someone comes looking for trouble with Xing Ruo, the two of you will handle it. If Xing Ruo comes looking for trouble with others, the two of you will handle it. As for your sect, I'll send someone to inform you. After a few years, when things have settled down here, you can go back. At that time, you can enter the Rearguard Commandery. Let someone report to me, and I will arrange a position for you, "Ren Baqian said directly, not giving the two a chance to refuse.
After he finished speaking, he personally picked up a knife from the side and shaved their heads clean.
Two monks with bloody heads were fresh out of the oven.
They grimaced in pain but didn't dare to resist.
"Go," Ren Baqian said.
The two bowed their heads and retreated. Fortunately, Ren Baqian promised to personally arrange jobs for them in the Rearguard Commandery after their mission, which gave them some hope.
After arranging everything, Ren Baqian walked out of the door and saw Lin Qiaole leaning against the wall, yawning. There was a moldy smell on her body.
The guards in the residence had also packed up their things.
"Where's Her Majesty?" Ren Baqian asked.
"She has already left."
"Set off!" Ren Baqian ordered.
When he left the residence, there were still some people standing by the roadside waiting for him.
The people from the Rearguard Commandery who were still in the city consciously followed him and set off. There were more than 200 people gathered together.
Not far away, Zuo Cheng and Qingyun Sword stood on the roof with the people from the hidden village and nodded at Ren Baqian. Then, dozens of figures leaped from rooftop to rooftop and left.
These people didn't belong to the Rearguard Commandery, but they wouldn't stay far away from Ren Baqian. In fact, they would even listen to Ren Baqian's instructions at certain times. They were considered a group of people with relatively special identities.
After Ren Baqian set off, the rest of the practitioners finally heaved a sigh of relief. These days, they almost didn't dare to breathe here.
Now, these people had finally left and seemed to have forgotten about them.
They hoped that Ren Baqian would forget about them forever.
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