Wizards begin with Occlumency.

Iris suddenly erupted, not because she was prepared.

On the contrary, Iris did not accumulate enough power and launched this operation hastily.

the reason is simple.

This brothel was designated to host the annual Wuzhe Assembly in Dade City, receiving eminent monks and virtuous masters from all the famous temples in Dade Prefecture.

Seventeen girls who are still in training and are not yet finished products are also required to attend and serve.

If a highly respected monk takes a liking to a particular girl, the lucky girls will happily accompany the monk to study the joyful Dharma.

White lotuses can grow in mud, but they can only be admired from afar and not touched.

Iris has ways to protect herself, but with so many monks with cultivation levels surrounding her, protecting her first batch of followers will be a bit of a problem.

So, Iris decided to run away.

Before leaving, he decided to go all the way and massacre the brothel, setting it ablaze to expose its evil deeds.

The fire that broke out in the city was certainly not something to be taken lightly.

The fact that the brothel designated to host the Unhindered Assembly was burned to ashes in the fire should not be underestimated.

The city lord's mansion and famous temples outside the city both sent people to investigate the situation.

After some investigation, the people of the city lord's mansion determined that this was the work of bandits from a certain mountain, and decided to report to the city lord and launch a large-scale operation to wipe out the bandits.

The person from the famous temple stood in front of the water vat, looking at the clear, bright water and the white lotus quietly blooming in it.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha".

After a long while, the handsome young monk put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist prayer, turned around, took a few steps, and came to the place where Iris had walked into the fire.

"Is he an enemy of Buddha?"

The young monk muttered to himself, "Is this a sin against Buddha?"

Looking up at the sky, the young monk gazed at the three great suns in the heavens, his expression complex, containing both compassion and an almost overflowing desire, as well as deep-seated pain in his eyes.

"I hope it's an enemy of Buddha, not a scourge of Buddha!"

With a sigh, the young monk decided to return to the mountain and renounce worldly affairs, devoting himself to seclusion and cultivation, waiting for the day when the dust would settle.

Whether it is an enemy of Buddha or a scourge of Buddha, it is a catastrophe.

Of course, the latter can create far more waves than the former.

Meanwhile, Iris, leading sixteen girls and twenty-three prostitutes who sincerely surrendered, crossed the fire and arrived at the foot of a mountain.

The mountain is called Liangshan, a place name that Iris heard from the pimp, and after some investigation, she decided on this place to stay.

"Let's rest first."

There was no rush to go up the mountain. Iris found a secluded spot and gave her instructions.

Faced with this sudden and dramatic change, both older women and young girls were unsettled, their hearts pounding wildly.

Following Iris's instructions, he quickly found a clean place to sit down and calm himself down.

Iris ignored these people and focused on adjusting her own state to adapt to her rapidly increasing strength.

It wasn't that Iris's rank was insufficient to handle the power of a mere third-level wizard, but rather that different systems always require an adaptation process.

What she is using now is the Unborn Parents Divine Method left behind by "me," which uses resentment and faith to achieve the status of the White Lotus Holy Mother, or even the Unborn Old Mother.

Now, faith has taken root, and resentment has found its source.

What Iris needs to do is to master this power as soon as possible, rather than be mastered by it.

Otherwise, even if Iris didn't want to become "me," nor did she want to become the White Lotus Mother who ultimately destroyed billions of worlds in the ninth trial after the special ruin world was interfered with, she would still have to lose her true nature and become either "me" or the White Lotus Mother who destroyed billions of worlds.

Having had experience before, Iris quickly adapted.

The girls and women who could calm down had already calmed down, and there was no need to worry about those who couldn't. Iris got up and walked up the mountain.

Seeing this, the girls and women quickly followed.

Liangshan was once occupied by a group of bandits. Later, these bandits robbed and killed a monk, which angered a Buddhist temple.

Liangshan, which had dominated for many years and which the city lord's mansion and various families could not conquer, was wiped out overnight.

The raging fire burned for three whole days, turning everything on Liangshan Mountain—people, insects, birds, beasts, trees, flowers, and grass—into ashes before finally being extinguished.

More than a decade has passed, and Liangshan has regained some vitality, but no powerful figures dare to occupy it again.

Rumors are circulating that the Buddha has cast a curse on Liangshan.

Anyone who goes up the mountain will die suddenly.

This is not a rumor; there were indeed some people who couldn't survive and wanted to go to Liangshan to hunt and clear land.

However, the prey was indeed caught and the wilderness was successfully cleared, but not long afterward, the health of those who went up the mountain would deteriorate, and they would eventually die.

As similar examples arose, the idea that Liangshan was cursed by the Buddha spread widely and was firmly believed.

So, was Liangshan cursed by the Buddha?

Iris arrived at an inconspicuous cliff halfway up the mountain and silently gazed at the smooth, mirror-like surface of the cliff.

"Ah! Mercy!"

A mocking smile crept across her lips as Iris raised her right hand and shoved it against the cliff face.

In an instant, a five-finger print, with incredibly clear palm lines and fingerprints, appeared on the mirror-smooth cliff face.

In the palm of his hand, a piece of silk cloth inscribed with Buddhist verses was crushed into fragments and drifted away in the wind.

The girls and women couldn't see how exquisite, how effortless, or how admirable Iris's move was.

They felt that Liangshan seemed to have changed instantly.

From being half-dead before, it suddenly came back to life.

Even the air they breathed seemed much fresher.

The birdsong began to become lighter and more cheerful.

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain."

Iris didn't allow much time for reflection; she put her hand down and continued on her way.

The girls and women quickly followed.

Before long, the group arrived at the summit of Liangshan Mountain.

"Logging, building houses, clearing land, planting, and animal husbandry."

With a cold utterance of five words, Iris took the lead in taking action.

Without a second thought, the sixteen girls immediately followed suit.

The women, who had been raised like canaries in brothels since childhood and were used to the "easy" life of making money with just one visit, looked at each other in bewilderment.

However, I think of the fate of those who dare not or do not want to enter the fire.

Even if the women were unwilling, they still joined in the work.

After only a few strokes, her fair but pampered hands were covered in cuts, and she was left with a sore back and shortness of breath.

If they could, women would really like to quit.

However, faced with the threat of death, the women had no choice but to work hard alongside Iris to build a new Liangshan stronghold.

Time just passed by day by day.

Half a month later, Liangshan was completely transformed.

A dozen or so crooked wooden houses were built on the mountaintop, barely habitable.

Wherever there was suitable land to cultivate, it was cultivated and planted with rice, wheat, beans, vegetables, and fruits.

They also built several cattle pens, pigsties, sheep farms, chicken coops, and duck sheds to raise cattle, pigs, sheep, chickens, and ducks.

Although these constructions and works were not done in a very proper manner, and the harvest was probably very little, the girls and women gained a great sense of accomplishment from them.

"I never knew that labor could be such a beautiful thing."

Their hands became rougher, their faces tanned, their waists thicker, their arms stronger, and their overall demeanor changed.

Just as the women, like the girls, were eagerly anticipating the day their labor would bear fruit, Iris gave the order to descend the mountain.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Now is the time for girls and women who are just beginning to become sparks of inspiration to grow the ranks.

Iris's request to the girls and women was simple: to share the lessons they had learned from her over the past two weeks with the poor people who were suffering from the oppression, exploitation, and humiliation of the Buddhist temple and its monks and nuns.

She was able to bring five people back to Liangshan; she was a squad leader.

If she could bring ten people back to Liangshan, she would be a squad leader;

If she could bring a hundred men back to Liangshan, she would be a centurion.

Not capped.

Corporal, squad leader, centurion, etc., are just titles; they don't have many privileges. They can only manage and command a corresponding number of subordinates.

But this alone is enough to excite the girls and women, especially the women.

They've always been the ones being bossed around, how could they possibly be directing and managing others?

These days feel like a dream.

The girls and women grabbed some gold, silver, valuables, dry food, and water, and rushed down the mountain.

Iris stood atop the mountain, gazing at the descending procession, her eyes filled with pain and confusion.

Is it right or wrong to use a power that leans towards evil to overthrow another extremely evil power?

"I was right."

After a long silence, Iris whispered to herself, "I was right!"

The confusion and pain in his eyes disappeared, and a barely perceptible red light flashed by.

Baima Zen Temple.

Half a month after entering the Dharma Hall, Link was finally allowed to end his seclusion and leave the Dharma Hall and even the White Horse Zen Temple to relax.

Link had no intention of relaxing, but he still left the Dharma Hall and went to the Guest House.

"Master."

Upon entering Monk Yuanzhi's meditation room, Linke bowed and greeted him.

"sit."

Monk Yuanzhi pointed to the futon in front of him and said softly.

"Thank you, Master."

Lin Ke sat down on the futon as instructed, then greeted the monk Liao Chen beside him, "Senior Brother."

"Junior brother, how's the Bodhidharma Hall?"

The monk Liaochen asked with great concern, "Is the food to your liking?"

Well……

This concern is very simple and genuine.

Link shook his head and replied, "It's not as good as what we have at our guesthouse."

"Haha, I knew it! The food at our guesthouse is the best."

Monk Liaochen threw his head back and laughed heartily, looking extremely proud.

Monk Yuanzhi smiled, as if the delicious food at the guesthouse was a rare honor.

After the master and apprentice finished laughing, they got down to business.

Monk Yuanzhi asked, "Liaofan, you haven't been to Bodhi Monastery yet, have you?"

"no."

Link replied truthfully, "As soon as I entered the Bodhidharma Hall, the head monk asked me to cultivate the divine eye, divine ear, and knowledge of past lives. I haven't had time to go to the Bodhi Courtyard yet."

"Um."

Monk Yuanzhi nodded slightly, not asking whether he had succeeded in his cultivation, and said directly, "Then we won't go for now. You should prepare yourself and go to Guanglin Prefecture with your senior brother. The Prince of Guanglin is planning to find a husband for his daughter and wants to establish a connection with Buddhism. Our Baima Zen Temple and the Prince of Guanglin Prefecture have a long-standing friendship, so of course we should send someone to participate. I only have two disciples, you and Liaochen, so the Guest House will send you as representatives."

"Yes."

Link agreed, but felt something was off.

Buddhist monks openly and honestly marry and have children with other people?

Hehe...that's fun.

Just as he was thinking this, Link's heartstrings twitched, and the feeling of destiny struck again.

It seems like this trip will lead to some interesting things.

Guanglin Prefecture, the residence of the Prince of Guanglin.

Jasmine looked helplessly at the veiled Lotesno in front of her and asked irritably, "Are you sure that if I agree to the marriage proposal, I'll find my husband?"

"I'm sure."

Lottesno patted his chest, exuding an air of certainty, "You're my sister-in-law, and I'm your brother-in-law. Would I let my brother-in-law be cuckolded? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Upon hearing what Lotesno said, Jasmine's gaze towards Lotesno became even more strange.

It was filled with doubt.

This deeply hurt Lautersno, who immediately protested, "Are you doubting me? Are you doubting me? Am I that kind of person? Huh? Am I that kind of person?"

"Who are you."

Jasmine coldly uttered a sentence that nearly made Lottesno choke on his own saliva.

After joking around for a while, Lottesno put away his playful attitude and said sincerely, "Don't worry, dear sister-in-law, I really didn't tease you this time. Just like last time when I said I'd bring you to meet my dear brother, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"it is good."

Jasmine grinned. "I'll take it as you weren't teasing me. But you have to give me a promise, or I might run away from the wedding."

Lottesno's face immediately turned ashen, as if he had swallowed a fly.

If you walk alone at night too often, you really might encounter a ghost.

He did too much pranking, and ended up being manipulated by others.

If it weren't for the fact that facilitating this marriage recruitment at the Prince's mansion would greatly help Lotesno's next steps, Lotesno wouldn't have bothered to put up with Jasmine's manipulation.

"Okay, I guarantee it."

Lottesno pouted and said with a wronged expression.

As he spoke, he extended his right hand and handed over a large stack of silver notes.

These were all taken from wealthy families by Lotesno during this period, who saw that they had large sums of money but nowhere to spend it and were living in extreme poverty. Out of kindness, he helped them and eased their burden.

Now Jasmine has knocked out a huge sum of money.

When it comes to providing a guarantee, a security deposit is definitely the most effective option.

Jasmine snatched the silver notes from Lottesno's hand and happily started counting them.

With this money, she could buy more bookstores, print more books, recruit more people, and accumulate more strength.

After observing for a period of time, Jasmine discovered that not only Guanglin Prefecture, but many other places had become powder kegs.

Even a tiny spark could trigger a secondary explosion.

When a popular uprising breaks out, the rule of those lofty Buddhist temples and monks will be challenged.

No matter how quickly the suppression is carried out, it will ultimately lead to internal strife.

This is a long time.

As the remaining essence of Buddhism was depleted, the difficulty for the shamanic and immortal civilizations in overcoming the influence of Buddhism decreased.

This made it easier for Link to complete his mission.

Jasmine was completely focused on Link and his mission, and didn't notice the peculiar emotion in Lottesno's eyes.

It seemed like sorrow, it seemed like pity. (End of Chapter)