In January, the Great Chu Dynasty fell into a bloody storm. Zheng Shiyi, alone carrying the ink-scale knife, slaughtering the ten major sects. All the warriors and families involved in the destruction of Xuanming died under his blade without exception. The crazy killing caused the Great Chu Dynasty to panic.

A small border country.

Seven or eight people sat around a round table. One of the slightly fat warriors touched his belly: "You all heard about it. Zheng Shiyi is back. I heard that he had washed away the top ten sects. All the warriors involved in the Destroy Xuanming died in his hands. The heads of the top ten sects were undoubtedly killed!"

"What's this?" A thin warrior touched the beard on his jaw and continued: "I heard that Zheng Shiyi was cruel enough. Not only did he kill the warriors involved, but his family members were not spared. This was simply killing them all!"

"Speak softly, don't you want to live anymore!" Outside the crowd, an older man looked around like a thief, and whispered: "You are so brave. You dare to say such things in this extraordinary period. Be careful that there are ears in the walls and will take your lives!"

When everyone heard the old man’s reminder, they nodded: “Yes! Yes! Yes! Now is not the time to talk about this, come and have a drink.”

Ziyang City, in the yamen.

A young man in an official uniform hurriedly ran into the room, walked to a gray-headed old man, and said anxiously: "Master, Master, it's a big deal! It's crazy, it's simply a crazy kill. Zheng Shiyi killed tens of thousands of people in nine major sects, and now the ten major sects no longer exist."

"I'm just worried about this." The master lowered his head and sighed: "I had some friendship with the heads of the top ten sects at the time. Now Zheng Shiyi is in power again. If I find out my relationship with the top ten sects."

"Master, how should I deal with this matter?" the young man frowned.

"No one has come for such a long time. It seems that things are not big and will not be involved in me." The master waved his hand: "Xiao Li, come here."

The master took Xiao Li to his side and whispered: "Closing the words of everyone in the city, you must not let the news reach Zheng Shiyi's ears."

"Yes!" Xiao Li nodded and left the yamen.

Zheng Shiyi got rid of the last poisonous sect and came to a forest. Looking up at the sky, the appearance of Xuanming and the others appeared in his mind again, and he said to himself: "The people who should be killed have been killed. You can rest in peace in the spirit of heaven. Don't worry about the affairs of Uncle Zheng's family, no one will provoke them anymore."

"You're happy after killing so many people."

The familiar voice suddenly came from afar attracted Zheng Shiyi's gaze. After looking at him, he walked slowly from afar.

Zheng Shiyi bent his right leg and placed his right hand on his knee, shook his head slightly: "I'm not killing people for happiness, I'm just killing people for Xuan Ming and the remaining tribe members who have survived will never be in danger again."

"This is your purpose. Live in this world of warriors full of dangers, and there are dangers everywhere." Yueran pointed to the frontal forest: "They will not make new enemies? They may be killed by tigers when they walk in this forest. Do you have to kill all the tigers in the world to be happy?"

Zheng Shiyi shook his head: "I only know how to kill people who intend to murder them, I have no intention of getting along."

"Then what are you going to do next? Do you want to continue to be your emperor?" Leran sighed, and his face clearly showed concern and helplessness towards Zheng Shiyi.

"No, I don't plan to be the emperor. I still don't know how my fellow disciples died." Zheng Shiyi stood up with his right arm on his knee: "I'm going to find Lao Zhou, the rest is your business."

"Then take care of yourself."

After saying that, Mingran turned around and left helplessly. Hatred is the product of this martial arts world. The reason for hatred is because of the deep love. Zheng Shiyi is such a person. Hatred has made him lose himself and he is powerless.

However, I can use Buddhism to eliminate all hatred in the world and prevent the dynasty from having any disputes!

Zheng Shiyi watched Leran leave, and then embarked on the road to search for Zhou Xiang. After searching for a whole year, he traveled almost every city, climbed over every city, and searched for every corner of the Great Chu Dynasty, but there was no news about Zhou Xiang.

During a year, his mind often had a happy time with Lao Zhou and the Xuanming Sect. He often smiled foolishly at this, but when he thought of the death of everyone, his heart became sad again.

After a year, I have not found any trace of Lao Zhou. The only valuable news is that someone left this small world during my sleep for a year.

Among the entire Great Chu Dynasty, the only one who has the ability to leave this world is probably Lao Zhou, and he is the only one with such talent. Since he cannot find Lao Zhou's whereabouts, then leave this world and find Yu Qi.

I know the position of this world. When I am strong enough, I will return to this world and find Lao Zhou's whereabouts.

I don’t know how the little monk is doing this year. With his talent, he can also leave this world. If he can follow him, it would be better.

Zheng Shiyi rushed to the road overnight and returned to the capital. In just one year, the capital had become very lively. The faces of countless people were filled with happy smiles. There was no way to find the way, nor the noise of martial artists training. Instead, there were sounds of reciting Buddhist scriptures. The Buddhist scriptures were like graceful music, and the listeners felt relaxed.

Nowadays, the imperial city is guarded by soldiers, and there are several temples in the imperial city. There are endless people going to the temple to worship. Walking on the familiar road to the palace, he feels kind and strange.

Suddenly, the sound of chanting scriptures sounded.

Zheng Shiyi looked around the hall of Yangxin, hundreds of monks were reciting scriptures in the scorching sun. As everyone recited, he recalled the scriptures he saw in the Qingwen Academy that day, and the faint smile appeared on his face.

The scriptures these monks recited are the original vows of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who saved the dead. I once saw it in the Qingwen Academy that the young monk let the dead save the dead here not only because of his compassion, but also wanted to eliminate the hatred in his heart. The young monk really had a heart.

He slowly walked to the front of the Golden Palace, and a young monk who was guarding the door came up in two steps, put his right hand on his forehead, made a Buddhist standard salute, and asked, "Amitabha, what's the donor's business?"

Zheng Shiyi bowed politely and returned the gift: "I want to pay homage to Master Leran."

"The Buddha is teaching the Dharma. The donor may as well listen in front of the hall and wait for a moment." The little monk bowed again.

"Thank you, Master."

After saying that, Zheng Shiyi stepped into the Golden Palace and sat down at the last position. There were sounds of chanting scriptures coming from his ears. The sage judged the earth and served the heaven, and practiced the way with virtue. Those who lived between the morals of heaven and earth and made great achievements without fail to achieve the five thieves.

The five thieves: one is the destiny of the thief, two is the thief thing, three is the time of the thief, four is the power of the thief, five is the god of the thief, and the emperor and kings are the way of change. Therefore, the sages observe their opportunities and respond to them, and use them at the right time. Therefore, Taigong established a domineering scripture to destroy the Yin Dynasty, and practiced the royal style and regulated the Zhou Dynasty. Wouldn't it be appropriate to respond to the opportunity at any time and drive away the five thieves...

Zheng Shiyi only heard less than half an incense stick, but he felt that the young monk's attainment in Buddhism was indeed extraordinary, and he was a truly wise person. Even the abbot of the Qingwen Academy of all dynasties could not compare with the young monk's understanding of Buddhism.

A stick of incense passed, and the little monk finished teaching Buddhism. Countless monks in the hall left one after another. Zheng Shiyi slowly walked to the front of Yeran who was sorting out the Buddhist scriptures, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are going to change your words and call Yeran Buddha Lord."

Leran raised his head, looked at the familiar face in front of him, and a smile appeared from the bottom of his heart: "Tianyi, you are back."

"It seems that the Imperial City has been well managed this year, and I have never seen any struggles along the way." Zheng Shiyi sat cross-legged, looking like he wanted to have a long talk with Leran.

Lee Ran put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and sat down: "Now the dynasty has become a Buddha's country. Everyone reads Buddhist scriptures to smear the hatred in their hearts and erase them, so there will naturally be few disputes."

Zheng Shiyi showed a clear disdain on his face: "The monk is a monk."

Mingran didn't care and smiled calmly: "How is it? Have you found Zhou Xiang? What are you going to do when you come back this time?"

"Old Zhou?"

Zheng Shiyi smiled bitterly: "It's been a year, and there's no news from Lao Zhou. I plan to leave this thousand world and go to the vast thousand world."

When Leran heard Zheng Shiyi's words, he was not surprised, but just nodded happily: "Okay."

Zheng Shiyi knocked on the floor and looked at Riran: "Do you know how I broke through and reached the realm of death?"

Leran frowned and hesitated for a moment, and said, "I don't know, it may be because of your talent and intelligence. Of course, I think everything that is impossible for you will become possible."

Zheng Shiyi waved his hand: "Those are all empty. I have cultivated the induction of heaven and man. If you cultivated it, you can leave this small world. I can tell you the induction of heaven and man."

Lee Ran shook his head, and a look of free and easyness as a miracle man appeared on his face: "No need, I would like to stay in this world for this life, protect them from peace, and no longer have any disputes."

It seems that the little monk's stubborn head cannot be reversed. After so many things, he still has such naive thoughts.

Zheng Shiyi smiled bitterly as if he had heard the most ignorant proposal: "The road between you and me will always be different, but I do not agree with your kindness. You will raise sentient beings like domestic pigs. When the real disaster comes, more people will die because of your kindness."
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