Chapter 130: Only Killing

"Immortal, Zong Ze requests a talk!"

Wu Pifu was driving a carriage, and the carriage was full of heads.

They were not the heads of the barbarians he had killed; those heads were not worthy of being transported by his carriage.

These were all the pacification envoys sent by the Great Song imperial court to the north.

Simply put, as long as you northern barbarians declare that you are under the Great Song, and you rise up, I guarantee your status. You can be a city lord if you want, a warlord if you want, a gentry if you want. As for the northern Han people... what kind of cattle and horses are they?

Wu Pifu took their heads to sacrifice to the cattle and horses they spoke of.

The Jin regime collapsed, and then fled to the far north to avoid Wu Pifu’s pursuit, which caused a power vacuum in the entire north.

Under such circumstances, this was actually the best opportunity for the Song Dynasty. As long as this opportunity was seized, not only could the entire Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun be recovered almost without injury, but the hearts of the northern Han people could also be won.

It is a pity that even though Zong Ze shouted to march north and obtained the power of the imperial court, under the continuous dragging of the emperor and the civil official group, various affairs were as messy as hemp. In the end, in order to at least obtain the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun in name and unify the north in name, Zong Ze had to accept the fact that there were a large number of "uprising armies" in the north.

As for distributing money and food, or marrying princesses, or oppressing Han people, Zong Ze’s worldview was actually like this. He grew up in this environment and culture. This was what he considered politics, military and national affairs, etc.

However... a commoner does not recognize these!

Wu Pifu drove the carriage forward, and the civil and military officials knelt on both sides of the road. Wu Pifu looked at one of the civil officials and said: "Zong Ze, Zong Ze, do you know why I started a massacre in the north?"

Zong Ze knelt on the ground, his head and body full of sweat, but he couldn't care about wiping it, and immediately lowered his head and said: "Immortal, please forgive me, my Great Song has its own national conditions, and there is the Jingkang Incident, so it is really impossible to go north in a short time."

Wu Pifu didn't care what Zong Ze said. He stopped the carriage and said to Zong Ze: "I returned from the far north, chasing the remnants of the Jin Dynasty, you know this. Then I just came out of the deep mountains and old forests, and I saw a barbarian who might have been a Liao, a Jin, or any clan, become a city lord, hanging the Song flag, sending troops to manage everything there, and being very respectful when he saw me."

Zong Ze listened to this, thinking isn't this very good? It proves that these barbarians know awe and return to the king’s transformation.

"...then I sent him to see his ancestors with one slap."

Zong Ze raised his head with a look of astonishment. Although he didn't ask, the meaning was obvious.

What was wrong with this person?

Could it be that the Immortal doesn't know that every dynasty in the Han family has surrendered generals?

Wu Pifu said to himself: "Because when I went, the soldiers under him were capturing some common people. I won't talk about the foreign races among them. I am not such a saint yet, but I saw Song people among them, and also northern Han people."

Zong Ze was still full of astonishment.

Wu Pifu looked at him and said: "Do you still remember what I said in the court? The real common people are not in the court, but among those people who have to cheer up and continue to work even if their relatives died after the war. Don't you think I was joking?"

Zong Ze immediately said: "Zong Ze dare not, the sub-sage said, the people are precious, the society is secondary, the monarch is light, this statement Zong Ze also knows..."

"No, you don't know."

Wu Pifu shook his head and said: "What you know is that the emperor and the scholar-officials govern the world together. This is what you know... I thought at the time, I worked hard to kill the wild boar giant demon, not to let you change your skin and continue to enjoy happiness. So I killed that leader, killed everyone who dared to resist, and then let the remaining five draw one to kill each other... Then I killed all the way south. Do you know what I killed most happily?"

Zong Ze shook his head blankly.

Wu Pifu laughed and pulled open the canvas behind the carriage. He said: "Killing these dog things is the most happy!"

The carriage was full of heads of civil and military officials, and they all looked like Song people!

Wu Pifu said to Zong Ze: "Great Song has its own national conditions? What national conditions? Look at me killing from the north to outside this Bianliang City. Do you believe that tomorrow they will all donate money, food, and descendants, and all shout to recover the north? To be honest, you make me very disappointed. I originally thought that you, who shouted to cross the river three times, would at least have some thoughts, but it turned out to be the set of monarch and minister. What about the people?"

Zong Ze still wanted to speak, but Wu Pifu waved his hand and said: "I won't argue with you about military and national politics. I said it earlier, I am just a commoner, I don't understand those profound things. Since you have no way? Then none of you have a way! I came back to kill people, starting with Zhao Huan. I don't know if he cherishes his dog life, and then all the people who blocked the troops and their families, and then those gentry and rich people who resisted the return of the northern Han people."

"It seems that I was a bit benevolent before, making them think I was easy to talk to. Then now I will tell them, since they can be dogs for any foreign race that comes in the future, then kneel down and be dogs for me now!"

"Only killing! Just watch, what is called the national condition of the Northern Song Dynasty!"

These words were murderous, and Zong Ze was numb all over. He was about to speak, but Wu Pifu looked at him, making him unable to speak. Then the carriage was driven toward Bianliang City in front.

At the same time, at the North Gate of Bianliang City, a monk about 1.7 meters tall, bald, with a dark complexion and a thin figure, but inexplicably giving people a sense of solemnity, wearing a gorgeous red lama robe, sat on a clean white bone lotus flower. Behind him on both sides were eight boys and girls.

Besides this lama, there were five men and women of different appearances beside him, all with strange phenomena, and each carrying some magic tools.

They watched the kneeling of the civil and military officials on the official road from afar, and also saw the carriage getting closer.

All five looked at the great lama.

The great lama’s eyes suddenly appeared with lotus virtual shadows, and brilliant light shot from his eyes, covering the carriage coming to Bianliang from afar. All five were amazed. The leader wore black clothes, surrounded by black mist. He said in a low voice: "It is indeed a Bodhisattva, even the five supernatural powers of Buddhism have been practiced. Is this the legendary Dharma Eye?"

Someone next to him immediately replied: "Why can't it be the Buddha Eye? Although the Grandmaster is only a Bodhisattva fruit position, he is also a human holy Bodhisattva, and will surely prove the Buddha fruit position in the future. It is not surprising to have the Buddha Eye first, right?"

Many echoed: "Exactly, exactly, it should be so!"

But Phagpa, who usually likes to be flattered, suddenly had sweat rolling down from his forehead and his whole body. At first, it was only one or two drops, but gradually it was a series of drops.

All five were inexplicable. The man in black tentatively said: "Honorable Bodhisattva?"

"Bodhisattva?"

A voice sounded behind the five: "He is not even as good as the hearing body, and he is a Bodhisattva..."

Everyone was shocked and looked over quickly, and saw a sturdy young man standing there at some point. Looking carefully again, the five people also felt cold sweat.

Wu Pifu ignored the five and looked at the lama and said: "Are you a Bodhisattva?"

Phagpa quickly put his hands together and said: "Dare not, dare not, the little monk is just self-proving, just self-proving."

"Slap!"

!

Wu Pifu slapped out, and half of Phagpa’s teeth were slapped away, and half of his lips were rotten. Wu Pifu asked: "Speak human language."

Phagpa’s face turned blue and then black, black and then blue. His hands tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened on the white bone lotus seat. After a few seconds, he forced a smile: "Little monk..."

"Slap!"

Wu Pifu shook his head and shook his palm again: "Still durable, say it faster next time."

Phagpa’s other half of his teeth were also slapped away immediately. He was stunned for a moment, then roared angrily: "Southern barbarian, bullying people too much!"

He saw him slap the lotus seat hard with both hands. Immediately, the white bone lotus seat turned into dragon scales. In each dragon scale, there was a baby, mixed together to form a hundred-meter bone dragon, carrying Phagpa into the air, and then crashed directly toward Wu Pifu from top to bottom.

Wu Pifu also looked up at the sky, but what he was looking at was not this bone dragon, but the national fortune Golden Dragon higher up.

This national fortune Golden Dragon wailed, its claws broke, the scales on its body exploded, and mysterious yellow blood flowed out. As soon as this mysterious yellow blood fell, it disappeared. Then the bone dragon scales solidified a bit.

"Zhao Huan... In the end, Zhao Gou became the emperor? Or just don't have an emperor?"

Wu Pifu stood in place, a bit stunned. Seeing this scene, Phagpa was overjoyed, spraying several mouthfuls of essence blood on the bone dragon. The bone dragon actually opened its mouth and made a silent roar.

Seeing that the bone dragon was about to crash into the place where Wu Pifu stood on the city wall, everyone was overjoyed. Then the next moment, Wu Pifu’s skin turned red, and a cloud of mist emerged from his body, surrounding him. At the same time, his eyes suddenly turned bright red, and there was a faint firelight flickering in his chest.

A punch went straight out, hitting the sharp teeth of the bone dragon’s mouth.

This bone, which seemed to be cast by dragon scales and pure Yin and pure Yang baby ghosts, was stopped in its tracks by this fist. Then the next moment, the entire bone dragon began to crack inch by inch from the sharpest teeth. The babies in the scales gradually dissipated with smiles on their faces, and Phagpa, who was flying in the air on the dragon body, fell rapidly to the ground, facing Wu Pifu.

"Wait, wait a..." Phagpa screamed in panic.

A fist came with the wind, hitting the chest of this thin lama. The next second, this Tantric Grandmaster, who claimed to have attained the Bodhisattva fruit position, exploded into a pool of blood in the air, and the broken flesh exploded all over the city wall, unable to be put together.

The five strange people trembled all over, almost without anyone greeting them, they turned into shadows, ghosts, human skins, and insects and scattered in an instant.

Wu Pifu stood in place and took a deep breath, then a wild roar exploded, and the sound even caused a shock wave to roar toward the surroundings. The five strange people who had transformed were forced out by the roar that broke barriers and evil, and each vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Wait, I surrender!"

"It was the official family, it was the Zhao Song official family who let us do it..."

"I am willing to serve the immortal master as my master, I am willing..."

Wu Pifu turned to look at them, then shook his head, and then roared again, the sound resounding through the entire Bianliang.

"Kill!"

"Only killing!!"