The villagers, who had finally managed to settle down, were inevitably dissatisfied at first.
But Hoy was a rude and reckless man who couldn't compromise and only knew how to force the villagers.
Forced by Hoy's powerful fists, the villagers had no choice but to bow their heads and agree.
The teacher we hired was a wonderful person; he didn't rigidly preach those ethical principles.
Instead, they tell a story every day.
The first day's story revolves around the tumultuous love-hate relationship between Xi Louyue and Ye Lanqiao.
Who isn't interested in gossip?
The villagers were already very curious about these cultivators, and since the master was talking about Xilou Yue, whom they both respected and feared, they were naturally unable to move their feet.
He spoke vividly and concisely, making his points easy to understand, and the villagers gradually became engrossed in listening.
Later, even after the story was over, they refused to leave and begged the teacher to tell them another one.
The gentleman appeared refined and cultured, but he was a man of his word.
It's just one story.
There is absolutely no room for negotiation.
Just like some online novel authors nowadays, no matter how many comments, rewards, or urgings readers to update, he just refuses to update even one more chapter.
Because they know that if they agree to update two chapters, they will be asked to update three, four, or even ten chapters in the next step.
Updating ten chapters a day? Wouldn't that kill you?
Every time they heard the phrase, "To find out what happens next, please listen to the next episode," the villagers felt like beating the man up.
Hoy went from forcing the villagers to come and listen to the stories to driving them away and threatening them not to disrespect the schoolteacher.
Xi Louyue had just returned to the Immortal Venerable's Mansion when she noticed that someone had broken into the Beast Garden.
Upon entering, they discovered that besides Ye Lanqiao, Xiao Yewan was also inside.
This little girl is so interesting, Xi Louyue certainly doesn't intend to let her go back easily, which led to the events described above.
He and Ye Wan got along quite well, and their conversations were very interesting.
Upon closer inspection, Ye Wan's features seemed somewhat familiar, resembling that person.
But she's only fifteen, so the timing doesn't match.
Otherwise, Ye Lanqiao would have noticed this as well.
After settling matters at the animal park, Xi Louyue went to the Immortal Venerable's residence to hand over Master Huiyuan's relics to Zheng Kaiyuan.
Zheng Kaiyuan remained silent for a long time without uttering a word.
In his youth, Master Huiyuan was a rather flamboyant monk, completely unlike his current kind and gentle appearance.
People say that monks and nuns are compassionate and have pity on all living beings.
But Huiyuan considered it an act of kindness to avoid causing trouble.
He was arrogant and disregarded everyone because of his extraordinary cultivation.
Master often reprimanded him for lacking a Buddha's heart, saying that if he could not correct his ways, he would surely go down a path of no return in his cultivation.
What exactly was this path of no return like? His master never told him until his death.
But the black monk told him.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood; a living hell.
After being taught a lesson, Huiyuan fled, and his entire demeanor underwent a complete reversal.
That road of no return was truly terrifying.
The black monk was clearly a Buddhist practitioner, but his entire body exuded a strong aura of darkness.
They obliterate everything, regardless of day or night, good or evil.
Wherever they went, corpses littered the fields and blood flowed like rivers.
The black-clad monk was chanting Buddhist mantras with a solemn expression, but his eyes were filled with disgust as he looked at the living beings.
A vast aura of darkness blotted out the sky, and despair enveloped everyone.
The arrogant Huiyuan was like an ant in the eyes of the black monk.
He questioned the black monk about why he indiscriminately slaughtered both the immortals and demons.
The black-clad monk simply replied:
"For purification."
This world is too filthy; it must be thoroughly purified before his ideal paradise can be rebuilt.
The people of this world are foolish and unworthy to live between heaven and earth.
Killing is for redemption.
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