After communicating with the Empress, she asked Li Mu when he would return as usual. Li Mu also wanted to reunite with his family, but the current situation did not allow it.
The Northern State had just started. The reason why they could achieve so much in such a short time was because they controlled the Vajra Sect. It was much easier to force reforms from the top down than from the bottom up.
The real difficulty was yet to come.
The Shen Nation aristocrats in the Northern State were strong opponents of the new law.
The village elders and other leaders were also unwilling to give up their power. It was difficult for the grassroots to cooperate.
Although they did not have much power, they still had the real rulers of the Shen Nation behind them. Once they heard the news and reacted, they would definitely send powerhouses to suppress the Northern State.
He did not expect that the Vajra Sect's leader, a Sixth Realm powerhouse, would be so obedient. Sang Gu's Vajra Sect had done a great job this time. Li Mu had to make some preparations in advance.
He summoned Sang Gu and asked directly, "How many Seventh Realms do you have in the Shen Nation?"
Sang Gu glanced at Li Mu and said, "Nirvana Sect, Suffering Sect, and Yan Sect each have a Wisdom Realm powerhouse."
Ancient Shen Nation was the origin of Buddhism. Although ancient Buddhism had disappeared, it still evolved into a few branches. Among them, the Heart Sect was a product of Buddhism that spread to the Great Zhou hundreds of years ago. It had nothing to do with the Shen Nation's Buddhism. Nirvana Sect, Suffering Sect, and Yan Sect were all in the Shen Nation. The Shen Nation was the foundation of their believers. Once these three sects interfered, Zhou Zhong alone would not be able to resist three Seventh Realms.
Li Mu still had to make a trip to the Yao Nation.
The Lord of Illusions had been recuperating for so long. Even if he could not recover to his peak, he had already returned to the Seventh Realm. The Green Wolf King was no longer a threat. Phantom Princess left a Seventh Realm demon corpse with her. With the Lord of Illusions, it was enough to protect the Thousand Fox Nation.
With the Northern State's Zhou Zhong and himself, even if the Shen Nation's royal family invited the powerhouses of the three sects, it would be useless.
When he returned to the Yao Nation this time, Phantom Princess was already in seclusion. Li Mu did not let Hu Liu disturb her. He quietly took a Seventh Realm demon corpse and returned to the Northern State.
Li Mu controlled the airship to fly high in the sky. At a certain moment, he suddenly looked down.
Below the clouds, on the ground, a figure was frantically fleeing.
Several white-robed men chased after him. The leader of the group held a magic staff and said angrily, "You lowly commoner, how dare you offend your superiors. After I catch you, I'll let you suffer 108 punishments before you die …"
Ayigu flew at full speed. His spiritual power was almost exhausted. He wanted to live a good life with Alicia, but when he and Alicia went to the market to buy groceries, Alicia caught the eye of an aristocrat. After a conflict with the aristocrat, he seriously injured the aristocrat's entourage, angering the family behind the aristocrat, and was chased by several priests of the family.
Under the teachings of his benefactor, Aragu had already started cultivating. However, he did not know many spells and was no match for these people. He could only flee helplessly.
He hadn't been cultivating for long, so his flying speed was far slower than the flying carpets under their feet. Soon, they caught up with him.
Bang!
A magic staff hit Aragu's back hard. He spat out a mouthful of blood and could no longer summon any spiritual power.
Five white-robed men jumped down from the flying carpets and walked toward him step by step. They mocked, "Lowly commoner, run, keep running …" Alicia had already settled Alicia.
Now that he had settled Alicia down, Aragu no longer had any worries. He clutched his chest and leaned against a tree with difficulty. Looking at the people walking toward him, there was no fear on his face. Instead, there was a trace of mockery. He said lightly, "Laugh, laugh. You won't be able to laugh for long. The lowly commoners you speak of will soon take away your land and your self-righteous honor of being superior. The lowly commoners you oppressed will eventually dominate this country!"
The white-robed man with the magic staff had a gloomy expression. He said coldly, "These traitorous lowly commoners will eventually be suppressed, but you won't live to see that day …"
With that, the magic staff in his hand emitted a blinding light and went straight for Aragu's head.
The magic staff flew out halfway and stopped in the air.
After the five white-robed men's minds buzzed, the spiritual power in their bodies drained rapidly. The next moment, they blacked out and fell to the ground.
Aragu was already prepared for death. This sudden change made him confused. Until a figure slowly descended from the sky, Aragu was stunned for a moment. Then, excitement appeared on his face. He said in surprise, "Benefactor!"
Li Mu looked at him and smiled. "Seems like we are really fated."
…
When Li Mu returned to the Vajra Sect, there were two more people beside him. They were Aragu and his wife, Alicia. Aragu's identity was a true lowly commoner. He could represent the oppressed lowly commoners of the Northern State. The commoners of the Northern State needed such a leader.
It was important to have a good reason. After all, Sang Gu and his Vajra Sect members were the most superior beings in the Shen Nation. It was difficult for them to gain the trust of the lowly commoners. A lowly commoner like Aragu was the best candidate to represent them.
Although he was still very weak now, Li Mu had his eyes on his future.
With a natural spiritual body, as long as he did not slack off in his cultivation, it would be easy for him to advance to the Sixth Realm in the future.
When Li Mu suggested that he should lead the commoners of the Northern State, Aragu agreed without hesitation.
In the Vajra Sect, Sang Gu had not seen Li Mu for two days. He thought that he had left the Shen Nation and was secretly happy. This young man was ruthless and merciless. He almost died in his hands.
Seeing him here again, Sang Gu felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. The fire that had just been ignited in his heart was extinguished.
He originally thought that the Central State would not sit by and do nothing with such a huge change happening in the Northern State. The New Capital would very likely invite the strongest cultivators of the three sects to suppress the rebellion. Then, he would be able to regain his freedom after being coerced.
However, when he saw the tall figure standing behind the young man, his heart sank completely. The silent figure standing behind the young man had a lifeless aura, and he could not see through him at all.
He now suspected that the young man was a Seventh Realm cultivator. If he was, then the Northern State would be completely out of the Central State's control from now on. There were only three Seventh Realm cultivators in the entire Shen Nation. If the Northern State had a Seventh Realm cultivator, they would immediately be on equal footing with the three sects. Even the three sects would not easily offend them.
He looked at Li Mu tentatively and asked, "Sir, this is?"
Li Mu looked at him indifferently and said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
Sang Gu immediately shut his mouth. However, he was almost certain that this young man was undoubtedly a Seventh Realm cultivator. His future days would be even more bleak.
Just as this thought appeared in his mind, he suddenly turned to look into the distance.
At the end of the southern horizon, a powerful aura appeared. A bald man wearing a tattered kasaya broke through the air. The man's kasaya was full of holes, and he was barefoot. He did not even have shoes. However, the aura on his body was at the Sixth Realm.
The man rapidly approached the temple, and his voice rolled over. "Sang Gu, come out and see me!"
There were not many cultivators in the Shen Nation, and they were all familiar with each other. Sang Gu had already recognized the newcomer. He was Elder Fan Tian of the Ku Sect. 20 years ago, he had already stepped into the Sixth Realm. He was about to bite the bullet and fly up, but another figure was faster than him.
The tall man whose cultivation Sang Gu could not see through disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he was already high up in the sky, flying towards Elder Fan Tian.
Elder Fan Tian snorted coldly and waved his palm forward. His palm rapidly enlarged and pressed down on the tall man.
Sang Gu's throat moved, and he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Elder Fan Tian was the third most powerful cultivator in the Ku Sect. His attack was a Buddhist abhijna. This palm seemed ordinary, but it contained a part of the world. It was suppressed by the power of the world, and it could not be broken by anyone below the Seventh Realm. Even if he faced this palm, he would have to retreat.
Faced with this palm, the tall figure did not dodge or retreat. Instead, he crashed into it.
There was a deafening sound, accompanied by violent mana fluctuations. The giant palm collapsed immediately. The figure did not slow down and crashed into Elder Fan Tian's body.
A golden light erupted from Elder Fan Tian's body. That was his indestructible Buddhist Dharma body. Even so, he was still knocked back a hundred feet. Blood spurted from his mouth. The figure's sharp nails pierced into his body, sealing his mana instantly.
Then, the demon corpse carried Elder Fan Tian by the neck and flew to Li Mu. It casually threw him on the ground.
Sang Gu's throat moved again. Without hesitation, he kicked Elder Fan Tian's body and shouted, "Speak, who sent you here? What are you doing here …"
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