"I thought Zheng Zhanfu had the strongest warriors, but I didn't expect the five tigers of the Zheng family to be so vulnerable. Even the clan leader was defeated!"
"One move, just one move! It turns out that this is the strength of the most powerful person in the world!"
"That Zheng Shiyi, after all, is a child of a branch of the Zheng family, but he has such a quarrel with the Zheng family. The Zheng family actually pushed such a genius out of the door! He is really reaping the consequences!"
Everyone in the audience looked at the figure standing on the ring, exclaiming, and the shock in their hearts continued to stir, strong man! They never thought that a strong man could be so powerful.
And he is still such a young person!
What's even more terrifying is that from beginning to end, Zheng Shiyi never used his martial spirit!
On the ring, Zheng Shiyi did not give the Zheng family members a chance to speak at all, so he tied ropes to the feet of the four people and tied them together with Zheng Wei and the others. In a daze, he felt a pair of eyes behind him staring at him, and suddenly Looking back, I saw a man in his twenties with a scar on his face, frowned, turned around and left.
"Want to leave?"
Zheng Shiyi kicked the ground suddenly and came to the scarred man in an instant. Holding his back collar with his right hand, he dragged him onto the ring. He just glanced at the man. He didn't even speak. The man in front of him had already hurriedly He started shouting.
"Don't make a move, Mr. Zheng, don't make a move, I'll tell you what I say." The scarred man seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in the world, and shouted repeatedly: "Yes... the prince sent the villain here." …The prince is about to leave seclusion and will come to you soon to avenge his broken arm.”
Prince.
A murderous intention flashed across Zheng Shiyi's eyes. It was just right that the prince came to take revenge on him, so that he could kill him on the ring.
When the time comes, even if the current emperor learns about this, he will have no way to do anything about it.
But the person in front of me, I really don't know whether it was because the subordinates the prince hired were too cowardly, or because he was too famous for killing, he didn't even wait for him to open his mouth, and he summoned everything.
"Donor Zheng Shiyi."
Suddenly a loud voice sounded from the audience: "Little monk Huilun, I have been ordered to invite the benefactor to Qingwenyuan for a talk."
People from Qingwen Academy are here.
A look of disgust appeared on Zheng Shiyi's face. He couldn't help but be soft. He told the Qingwen Academy that there were so many eminent monks and countless magic circles in the Qingwen Academy. He was not stupid. If he went there by himself, wouldn't he be committing suicide? Who goes to that place
"Little Master, Shiyi has something important to do and is unable to attend the appointment. Please report back. Shiyi will definitely go to the appointment when he has time in the future."
"Donor, my master rarely invites lay people to the temple, so I would like to ask the benefactor to do it for me." Huilun gently bent down and performed a Buddhist ritual, but he never meant to leave.
This little monk, talk to him properly and he still won’t listen
"Can it be said that there are still forced invitations?" Zheng Shiyi looked at the other party with a cold chill in his eyes: "I don't want to embarrass you, let's go."
Huilun looked at Zheng Shiyi's murderous eyes, slowly lowered his head, turned around and walked out of the crowd. Before he came, his master had said that Zheng Shiyi had killed countless people, so he must not anger Zheng Shiyi.
As night fell, Zheng Shiyi sat cross-legged, recovering the spiritual energy consumed by a day of continuous fighting. Suddenly, there were several crisp knocks on the door, and a deep voice came from outside the door: "Qingwenyuan, Ben Huan, I have something important to see the donor."
Qingwenyuan
Zheng Shiyi frowned. These old monks are really endless. First they sent a young monk, and now they have sent a monk named Ben Huan. These old monks are really persistent. Could it be that they want to get rid of the hostility in themselves no matter what
Or is it for other reasons
I need to find out today.
"Come in." Zheng Shiyi pondered for a moment and then spoke slightly. His voice was calm and there was no hint of emotion or anger.
As the words fell, the door was gently pushed open, and in sight, an old man wearing simple monk robes and holding a Zen staff walked in from the door.
"Amitabha." Ben Huan looked Zheng Shiyi up and down with his wise eyes. He put the palm of his left hand upright on his chest, nodded and saluted: "The young monk who the donor persuaded to leave today is a disciple of Lao Na. Nowadays, not many people in Qingwen Academy know the status of the donor."
A hint of surprise flashed across Zheng Shiyi's slightly frowned brows. There were indeed not many people in the Qingwen Academy who knew his situation accurately. However, from what the old monk said, it seemed that he knew his situation very well.
Ben Huan saw Zheng Shiyi's surprise and pointed out: "Lao Na has a disciple, whose common name is clear. He begged Lao Na to remove the hostility from the donor. As soon as he saw it today, the donor's hostility has accumulated too deep. If things go on like this, even if the donor does not If you practice the magic martial arts, you will become a demon, and then the whole world will come to destroy the benefactor."
A smile flashed across Zheng Shiyi's lips. If the world knew that he was one of the three candidates for the head of the Demon Sect, they would probably have come to destroy him long ago. I just know that in the Purple Thousand World, in order to save my body, I was seriously injured and killed many people. I don't know what is happening now.
"How is he?" Zheng Shiyi said with a caring tone.
"Knowing's injuries are no longer serious." Ben Huan paused for a moment, with a trace of regret on his brows: "King knowing broke the killing ban in order to save the life of the benefactor, and was sentenced to 200 yuan in prison, and he could regain his freedom after three years of confinement. .”
"Three years of confinement?" Zheng Shiyi raised his head, stared at Ben Huan across from him, and said in a deep voice: "He hurt others because he saved me. The punishment is severe."
"That's the rule. What's more, three years of confinement may not prevent him from practicing Buddhism. If he has some insights, it may not be a blessing for him."
Ben Huan took a deep breath, with a very sincere look on his face, and said in a different tone: "I know why the donor doesn't want to go to Qingwen Academy. According to Buddhist philosophy, the donor is as cruel as his bones, and only death can relieve him.
However, I promise that I will not take your life to resolve the hostility, but it will cost some cultivation. If the benefactor agrees, I will personally take you to Qingwen Academy to resolve the hostility for the benefactor. "
"I can feel your sincerity, and I know that you really have my best interests in mind, but I'm sorry, but it can't be done now. If it's another time, I will definitely go with the master."
Zheng Shiyi waved his hand gently. Ever since Zheng Tianyu took away his martial soul, from that moment on, he had stopped thinking about revenge all the time. Now that he saw that his great revenge was about to be avenged, how could he enter the Qing Academy
"I think the reason why the donor doesn't want to leave is because of Zheng Zhan's mansion." Ben Huan leaned his Zen staff on the table nearby: "I have some face, maybe it can smooth over your previous grievances."
"He killed my master and took out my martial spirit. How do you want to settle the grudges?" Zheng Shiyi suddenly stood up when he heard the sound, his eyes widened and Ben Huan questioned: "Can you help me draw out his martial spirit, or can you kill him?" he?"
Ben Huan gently shook his head calmly: "Impossible."
"Then what else is there to say?" Zheng Shiyi picked up the teacup that had been standing aside for a long time, took a sip, and said no more.
"Although I can't kill him, I can ask them to give you equivalent compensation." Ben Huan spoke in a very calm tone, but the sharp gaze in his eyes gave people a feeling that he could do it.
"Compensation? Do you think they can compensate?" Zheng Shiyi waved his hands. The only compensation that could make him give up was to let Zheng Tianyu die in front of him. Everything else was meaningless.
Ben Huan nodded confidently: "I can at least make them feel heartbroken. Now that your relationship with the Zheng family has reached this point, I can also save your life."
"Save your life?" Zheng Shiyi suddenly laughed: "Do you think I am afraid of the Zheng family? If I were really afraid of him, would I come to cause trouble for them
Master, you are a Buddhist practitioner. When it comes to Buddhism, Shiyi is not as good as the master, and he will not argue with the master. However, there is a truth that Shiyi knows very well, and even the master cannot refute it even if he thinks about it.
Ever since my martial soul was taken away, I have learned that there are some things that you cannot ask for charity from others and can only be accomplished by yourself! "
Ben Huan looked at the young and excessive face in front of him, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and finally sighed helplessly: "Often the world is in chaos, all caused by a small thing. If the donor continues to entangle with the Zheng family, he will There will be a lot of things involved, and if the benefactor persists, I will only be offended."
"I really don't want to fight with you." Zheng Shiyi tilted his head and looked at Ben Huan, with a hint of unbearable expression on his face: "You are different from most of the monks I have seen in Qingwen Academy. I really don't want to fight with you."
Ben Huan took out the one-year-old rosary beads from his waist and fiddled with them for a moment. Suddenly, he stopped moving and said, "How about I make a bet with the donor."
"What are you betting on?" Zheng Shiyi looked surprised. The monks of Qingwen Academy would also propose a bet. This is not in line with the Buddhist patriarchal rules.
Ben Huan pointed to his feet and said confidently: "I stand on the same spot and accept the donor's ten moves. If I move even half a step, I will temporarily give up on resolving the hostility. After the donor has finished dealing with the Zheng family's affairs, he will invite the donor to Qingwenyuan." , I don’t know what Shi’s idea is.”
What
Zheng Shiyi laughed. He had never expected that Ben Huan would make such a request. He knew the strength of the Cambrian Continent very well. With his current strength, not many people could catch his ten moves, but he actually Standing still and asking yourself to fight without being able to move even half a step, you must be too confident in yourself.
People from the Qingwen Academy indeed have many means.
Ben Huan proposed this method, presumably with some back-up, but if he could block his own ten moves, if he could do it, he would be the best in the world!
This is good, this way, it will prevent people from the Qingwen Academy from disturbing me again in the future.
"In that case, I'm offended."
Zheng Shiyi nodded slightly.
When Ben Huan heard Zheng Shiyi's response, he closed his palms. In an instant, a dazzling golden light rushed out of his body, completely illuminating the entire room. Faintly, a shadow of the Buddha appeared behind him.
The Buddha sat cross-legged, with his hands clasped together, a string of rosary beads hanging from his neck hanging on his legs, and his lips moving, as if he was reciting the Dharma. The next moment, the Buddha turned into dazzling golden light, completely covering Ben Huan, giving people An untouchable majesty, like a god descending to earth.
(End of chapter)