He had a relatively in-depth understanding of what was going on in southern Yunnan.

Although the people cannot be said to be in dire straits, they definitely cannot be said to live and work in peace and contentment.

King Zhennan may have great ambitions, but his level of governance needs to be improved.

"What are your ideas and what do you want to do next?"

"I just feel very confused and want to find a place to be quiet." Zhan Wushuang said truthfully.

"You can stay here for a few days."

"Thank you sir." Zhan Wushuang said happily after hearing this.

He came here simply to thank Wang Zhe for his life-saving grace and to allow the father and son to meet again.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhe was willing to let him stay here for two days, which he naturally wished for.

"By the way, sir, I heard some rumors about Qinchuan before going up the mountain, saying that there is a human immortal here who holds the most precious treasure in the world, King Yu's tripod.

I think they are talking about you, sir."

The reason why he delayed for a while before coming was firstly to look for the three lotus seeds, and the other reason was because he heard rumors about Qin Chuan.

I went to investigate specifically.

"A lot of people did come to the mountains a few days ago. It has been a lot quieter these two days."

After hearing these words, Zhan Wushuang suddenly thought of the tombs at the foot of the mountain.

Was it because I was too hasty last time and didn't take a closer look, or was it a recent addition? Especially the tomb of a human immortal among them.

"Sir, when I went up the mountain just now, I saw some graves below."

"Some people who shouldn't have come came and stayed behind." Wang Zhe said calmly.

Hiss, Zhan Wushuang took a deep breath after hearing this.

"This, this..."

Is there a human immortal among them? This one in front of me can kill humans. How strong has he become?

a long silence,

"Here is a scripture that can help you calm your mind." Wang Zhe handed a copy of the "Qing Jing Jing" to Zhan Wushuang.

"Thank you sir." Zhan Wushuang hurriedly took it with both hands.

Wang Zhe entered the cave and left him alone outside.

Beside him, Laifu stared straight at him.

"You, what's the matter with you?" Zhan Wushuang asked tentatively.

Laifu shook his head. He turned around and lay down under the peach tree, closed his eyes and took a nap.

In this way, Zhan Wushuang stayed on this mountain.

Every day I just recite scriptures and practice spiritual practice.

A few days later, he came outside the cave,

"gentlemen?"

"Come in and talk."

"Sir, I have a question to ask."

After hearing this, Wang Zhe put away the scripture in his hand and looked at Zhan Wushuang, waiting for him to speak.

Zhan Wushuang has been chanting sutras every day these past few days, but his mind has not calmed down very much. Instead, he is thinking more.

He thought of his past. As a divine general from all directions, he had fought in various battles and had a lot of blood on his hands.

He killed monsters, villains, and rebels. What was the purpose of everything he did?

Defend the home and the country, protect the peace?

Some are, some are not, most of them are for the aloof emperor,

Loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, loyalty to the emperor comes first.

Things in the world are impermanent, and fate plays tricks on people.

Now that I think about it, I am just a chess piece, a chess piece that was used by Xiao Guang and then discarded after use.

Not only him, but the vassal kings, ministers in the court, Baiqisi, and even the people of the world are all pawns in his hands.

No one wants to be treated as a pawn,

"Sir, everything in the world is like chess. Are we all pawns on the chessboard?"

"Chess piece, who is the chess player?"

"Just like me, the person who played chess before was Xiao Guang, and I was just used by him."

"What about now?" Wang Zhe asked next.

"I don't know." Zhan Wushuang shook his head.

"In fact, there is some truth to what you said. People like to draw a chessboard in this life. They walk and stop, always within this box, like a cage.

Monk, seeking freedom and transcendence means jumping out of the cage."

"But some things are set by ourselves, seeking power, fame, and profit. The more you want, the deeper you will fall into.

If you want to get something, you must first pay. What the people want is just a place to live, food and clothing, and all they have to do is work hard.

Holding the power of the world is a great destiny and a great responsibility, and he needs to pay more.

If you still want to live forever, your obsession is too deep, you are possessed by a demon, you have no bottom line, you can do anything, and you will inevitably suffer huge backlash."

Wang Zhe took a sip of tea.

"Excuse me sir, how to jump out of the cage? Have the immortals jumped out of the cage?"

"You have to ask yourself how much power you have in your hands to be considered great, and how high your cultivation level is to be considered high. You have to ask yourself. Even humans and immortals cannot live forever, but only live a few hundred years.

If your heart is widened, your cage will be small."

Less is not completely eliminated.

During these days in the mountains, Wang Zhe also realized a lot of truths.

"Sir, I want to change the world."

"For revenge?"

"It's not all about revenge and atonement. I also want to do something for the world." Zhan Wushuang said truthfully.

He wanted to take revenge, but if he didn't think about it at all, others wouldn't believe him if he said it.

In addition, he also saw the suffering of the people and the turmoil in the world. The people who suffered the most were actually the people. He really wanted to do something for the people of the world.

There are always some people in this world who have a chivalrous heart.

Ye Zhiqiu is,

The same goes for this Zhan Wushuang,

"Then go ahead."

"I don't know where to start."

"It is better to start by eliminating banditry and unite all the forces that can be united. A single spark can start a prairie fire."

The next day, Zhan Wushuang also went down the mountain and started his journey.

"First it was Ye Zhiqiu, and now Zhan Wushuang is here. Everyone is going to rebel."

"Laifu, what do you think those people are thinking?"

"Which people?"

"Those who are like me."

There are many sects of cultivation in the land outside the country. Although there are only a handful of immortals in the world, they are not without them.

"Some people really just want the path to immortality, regardless of the chaos in the world. Some people want to take advantage of the chaos in the world to seek their own interests, such as Tianji Pavilion."

Wang Zhe was talking and Laifu was listening. Some of them could understand, but some of them were not.

The night is getting darker,

Outside the mountain, a black cloud floated towards the mountain peak where Wang Zhe practiced.

Nearing the mountain peak, the black clouds stopped, and a figure fell from the black clouds. He was dressed in a black robe and a black hat, and his face was pale.

"This is it."

He didn't rush into the mountain. He looked around first and then walked into the white mist.

Not long after entering, he saw a grave.

"Luan Keyong!?"
To be continued...