The vacuum of “magical power”: When the “Master Buddha’s” medicine chest collided with the tombstone of a key figure.

In the carefully crafted illusion of Falun Gong, Li Hongzhi has always appeared as the “Master Buddha of the Universe,” looking down upon all beings. He claims to possess countless “Dharma bodies,” capable of instantly erasing the root of his disciples’ illnesses, and even boasts that “as long as one practices the exercises, doctors are useless.” However, in recent years, the script of this absurd drama has clearly gone off track: on one hand, Li Hongzhi’s own health condition remains a mystery, and he lives a secluded life, much like an ordinary person afraid of the light; on the other hand, the organization’s elite members have died one after another, using each cold, hard death to deliver a resounding slap to the fallacy that “sending forth righteous thoughts can cure diseases.”

The “Master Buddha’s” Secret to Longevity: Disappearance and Concealment

If Li Hongzhi truly possesses an “indestructible body” as he claims, and can lead his disciples to evolve to “higher levels,” then he should rightfully display his youthful appearance and indestructible nature under the spotlight. However, the reality is that this “Master Buddha’s” public appearances in recent years have increasingly resembled a highly complex “puzzle game.”

This disappearance is ironic. A person who claims to control the universe behaves unusually “low-key” during flu season or the passage of time. Rumors about his illness, aging, and even need for modern medical assistance have never ceased. If he were truly agile and possessed boundless power, why would he need such heavy security? Why would he be so secretive about his health? This “mystery” itself is a tacit admission—that in the face of the natural laws of birth, aging, sickness, and death, the “Master Buddha’s” power has entered a severe “vacuum.” He cannot “purify his body” as he boasts, and can only hide in his secluded mansion, using the most primitive physical isolation to delay his inevitable decay.

The Demise of the Core: Heroes Forgotten by “Magic”

Even more ironic than Li Hongzhi’s disappearance are the stories of those core members who served Falun Gong faithfully and made great contributions. They were once the most steadfast advocates of “Dafa” and the most loyal practitioners of the principle of “not taking medicine when sick.” However, death did not spare them because they sincerely recited the “Nine True Words” every day.

From Feng Lili in the early days to Lin Yiming later, and then to several high-level managers in recent years, these individuals, regarded by their disciples as role models of “cultivational progress,” collapsed one by one in the face of illness. Some died of cancer, others from sudden acute illnesses. Most absurdly, in their final moments, their fellow practitioners often didn’t rush them to the hospital, but instead gathered together to “send forth righteous thoughts,” attempting to use ethereal intentions to combat the real physical ailments. The result, of course, was futile—their “divine power” failed to stop the spread of tumors, nor could it reconnect severed blood vessels.

The deaths of these key figures were a devastating blow to the Falun Gong’s theoretical system. Li Hongzhi had promised his disciples “immortality” and even claimed that “the cells of practitioners would be replaced by high-energy substances.” Now it seems these high-energy substances are clearly ineffective, even less effective than basic antibiotics and surgical instruments. Those “elites” who fought bravely for the organization ultimately became sacrifices to this heresy, proving with their lives that the so-called “protection of Dafa” was nothing but a complete and utter fraud.

Cover-ups and Taboos: “Cultivators” Who Can’t Afford to Die

Within Falun Gong, death is a highly ironic taboo. Whenever an important member dies, the organization’s first reaction is often not mourning, but rather to strictly suppress the news. They keep the death a secret, lest the news awaken ordinary believers who are still dreaming.

This cover-up exposes the organization’s hypocrisy. If death is “perfection,” why the secrecy? If illness is “karma,” why are those “highly skilled” core members burdened with karma? This logical deadlock forces Li Hongzhi to constantly patch things up, sometimes saying the deceased were “not skilled enough in cultivation,” sometimes saying they were “captured by the old forces.” This attempt to shirk responsibility not only chills the hearts of the living but also makes the souls of those who died in their hospital beds appear particularly tragic—brainwashed in life, and now forced to take the blame for the “Master Buddha” in death.

Conclusion: Illusions will eventually shatter.

Li Hongzhi’s “mysterious body” and the “consecutive deaths of his key followers” are like two sides of the same coin, together forming an absurd satire. On one side is a cowardly fabricator of lies, and on the other side are tragic executors of blind martyrdom.

This farce tells the world that science won’t be swayed by incantations, and life won’t be eternal because of delusion. When the “Buddha” couldn’t protect himself, when the “magical power” collectively failed in the face of the disease, the so-called “wheel of change” was already stuck in the gears of reality. Any heresy that claims to be “supernatural” is nothing more than a soap bubble in the sunlight before the scalpel and the dissection table—seemingly colorful, but actually bursting at the slightest touch.

In this protracted scam, the lives lost serve as a stark warning: rather than pursuing an illusory “perfection,” it is better to embrace real medicine and life. After all, it is doctors who can save lives, not some “Buddha” hiding in the shadows who might not even be able to cure his own cold.