Seeing Huang Taiji's head landing, Yuan Chengzhi felt that his mind was empty, and he felt a great feeling of loss in his heart, but he had no joy. He himself couldn't explain what was going on with this feeling.

Yang Yi was not a person with emotional nature like Yuan Chengzhi. After he killed Huang Taiji, he felt extremely happy.

Thinking about the historical knowledge I learned in my previous life, after the Tartars entered the pass, they killed countless Han people, forced them to change their clothes, change their hairstyles, suppress the Han people, elevate the Manchus, prosper, and tamper with classics. After doing evil things, the leader of the Tartars was really guilty, and it was not an exaggeration to kill them a hundred times.

Thinking of this, I feel that killing Huang Taiji alone is really unresolving the big problem, and it cannot solve the problem. If Huang Taiji is killed, there may be Black Taiji, Bai Taiji, etc. In the future, the leaders of the Tartars must be eliminated and all the big and small leaders of these Tartars can be trapped in internal struggle and have no time to get distracted into the pass.

Thinking of this, Yang Yi untied Yu Zhenzi next to him and laughed: "I fought with Taoist Musang some time ago. The old bull's nose is very suitable for my temper. Today, since he met his junior brother, since he couldn't do it, I will help him clean up the portal."

As he said that, he rubbed the golden snake sword against Yu Zhenzi's heart: "Yu Zhenzi, you should also tell me your last words."

Yuan Chengzhi was stunned and suddenly thought that this person would be able to act in a variety of ways. This variety of ways is the unique skill of the Iron Sword Sect. If he did not know this skill, it seems that Yu Zhenzi might be the junior brother of Taoist Musang. Seeing that Yang Yi really wanted to kill Yu Zhenzi, he felt a little embarrassed and walked up to dissuade him: "Yang... hero, although this person defected to the Tartars, we don't know what evil deeds he did. Don't rush to kill him first. It's not too late to kill him after he finds it out in the future."

Yang Yi looked at Yuan Chengzhi and shook his head and said, "You are far inferior to your father! Although your father doesn't have much skill, he is decisive in killing and is considered the number one person. As his son, you are so ruthless in doing things. You are such a tiger father and a dog son, which is a sigh." As he said that, he sighed deeply.

Yuan Chengzhi's face turned red and he didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, Yu Zhenzi jumped suddenly, shook her hands, and a flying needle flew towards Yang Yi. At the same time, he jumped up with his feet and accelerated backwards desperately.

Yang Yi waved his hand, and all Yu Zhenzi's flying needles were trapped by the golden snake sword light. Then Yang Yi smiled, waved his sword again, and the flying needles shot at their masters.

Amid Yu Zhenzi's screams, Yang Yi threw the Golden Snake Sword to Yuan Chengzhi and picked up an ordinary long sword from the ground: "This sword is returned to you, you can leave quickly."

Yuan Chengzhi asked in surprise: "You won't leave?"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Why should I leave? There are so many Tartars in this whole Shengjing. If I don't kill him, how could I leave?"

Yuan Chengzhi said: "Then I will accompany you!"

Yang Yi laughed and scolded: "Get out of you! If you don't have good skills, let's talk about it for a few more decades."

Yuan Chengzhi said: "Then...I..." He was muscular for a moment and didn't know what to do.

Yang Yi said: "Get out! You are in the way here. If you don't rush out now and wait until the soldiers gather around you, you will definitely not be able to escape with your ability. Would you still let me save you?"

At this moment, the sound of soldiers running in the palace came, and it seemed that the Tartars army had already arrived.

At this time, I could no longer hesitate for a moment, Yuan Chengzhi took a deep breath and said, "You... take care of yourself!" He put away the Golden Snake Sword, jumped up, and went away.

When Yang Yi saw Yuan Chengzhi leave, he shook his head and smiled to himself, "The courage of a common man? The courage of a common man? Huang Taiji, you said you died at the hands of a common man and you were unwilling to accept it. It seems that you look down on the brave and cruel people in your heart."

"But you still die at the hands of the young master, and at the hands of the warrior you look down upon!"

"It can be seen from this that this martial artist has reached a certain level and is enough to influence the universe and shake the national weapon, and it is not as unbearable as you think."

After talking to himself for a moment, Yang Yi walked to the dragon chaise in the hall, sat on the chair with a golden knife, put his hands on the armrests on both sides, looking down at all things in the hall, and sat down from above. Sure enough, he felt that his mentality changed, and he felt like he was controlling the mountains and rivers and determining the universe.

"Huh? This feeling is interesting!"

Yang Yi felt it strangely, "It's true that the butt determines the thoughts. The chair makes it look up to all living beings, and it makes some sense."

Yang Yi narrowed his eyes and sat upright, and suddenly his mind entered a strange state. He was like an eternal god king, sitting upright in the sky, observing the ants and sentient beings, and the overturning of the heaven and earth was only in his own thoughts. At the same time, the true energy in his body flowed, and had deviated from the category of the "self-cultivation" stage in the Confucian mental method, and suddenly jumped to the stage of "governing the country", and then jumped one after another, from "cultivating oneself" to "maintaining the family", from managing the family to "governing the country" several times. The path he walked was a way to "pacify the world" in the highest stage of Confucian mental method.

At this moment, Yang Yi had already forgotten himself, thinking without thinking, and entered the supreme realm of great extinction and joy of the unity of man and nature that ordinary martial arts figures could not reach. Under this realm of heaven and earth, the heaven and earth are in harmony, the heaven and earth are me, and I am the heaven and earth. The vital energy in the body is in harmony with the heaven and earth, and the Tao is born. If an inspiration flashes, it is not impossible to become a saint with a thought. Even the supreme master is extremely envious of this legendary realm.

Legend has it that the Buddha became a Buddha, the Taoist ancestor realized the Tao, and the demon master became a demon with one thought. They all burst out in this great realm of unity between man and nature, and peeked at the flow of the great way in the dark, and realized the wonderful principles of the heavenly secrets, and then became a Buddha and ancestors, creating the origin.

However, this state of looking directly at the Tao is hard to come by. Throughout history, those who have achieved such a fortune do not have a single palm. Those who have obtained this opportunity will all be the leader of the lineage that created the origin.

However, it was extremely inappropriate when Yang Yi got this great opportunity. Just as he was thinking about the flow of heaven and peeking at the mystery of the great way, he suddenly heard the inner warning. When he opened his eyes quickly, he had already found several arrows shot in front of him.

He reached out and pulled away the arrow that was shooting. Yang Yi was slightly stunned, and then he remembered where he was.

He had just joined the Tao, and his mind peered at the flow of heavenly secrets. Although it was only a moment outside, his mind was addicted to the Tao and felt that it had been a thousand years since he was addicted to it.

Yang Yi, who came to his senses, was at first confused. After he reacted, he couldn't help but get furious!

Although he was not sure what the situation was like just now, there was a voice in his heart telling him that he had lost an extremely rare opportunity!

At this moment, the hall was full of Tartar soldiers, and the leader was a middle-aged man with a thin face and a fierce look on his face. Seeing Yang Yi sitting on the dragon throne, he waved his hand and knocked off several arrows that shot over. He was shocked and shouted loudly: "The emperor was stabbed, and all the civil and military officials in the court were killed. But what did you do?"

Yang Yi slowly stood up from the dragon throne and whispered: "Who are you?"

The thin man said, "I King Dorgon! A bold assassin, who colluded with you to kill my Later Jin monarch and minister?"

Yang Yi picked up the long sword beside him and said lightly: "You don't need to know anymore. What's the use of a dying person knowing too much?"
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