Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 658: Headache cut off the head, foot pain cut off the foot, cut to the root
The previous second, everyone was still amazed at the little master's humor, but they didn't expect that the murderous intent came so quickly in the next second, catching everyone off guard.

Warm, wet flesh and blood splattered all over the people around. Several monks who were standing with their eyes closed and chanting scriptures fell to their knees. Their heads exploded and blood splattered everywhere.

The three old monks, Kuhua, Kuyuan and Kusheng, were furious, their disciples were dying in front of their eyes, but they could not protect them. They could only let them close their eyes and continue chanting.

This behavior of just waiting to be slaughtered and acting like a turtle made them feel heartbroken.

Regardless of whether these people colluded with the Japanese pirates or committed other serious mistakes, they were still their disciples after all. Now they were being judged by outsiders? !

"Little Master, what are you doing..." Kuhua asked while gritting his teeth.

Monks from several other sects also gathered around.

Master Yuantong of the Puji Temple of the Three Temples of Putuo was furious: "Amitabha, although we have different sects, we all belong to the same Buddhist sect. The little celestial master killed people without saying a word. This is really too much of a disregard for us."

Master Yuan Zhen also said angrily, "A few years ago, the Heavenly Master visited Mount Putuo and said that his disciples were excellent, but they were arrogant and their behavior made him uneasy. I even tried to comfort him, thinking that he was making a fuss out of nothing. Now it seems that the Heavenly Master underestimated him..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw Zhang Zhiwei turned his head and looked at him.

Although Zhang Zhiwei was strong and he might not be his opponent, it didn't mean he was afraid. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw Zhang Zhiwei waving his hand and sending out two blue lights.

This kid actually attacked... The two were about to resist, but the blue light was extremely fast and it was a sudden attack. They had no time to prepare and were hit directly. The two of them suddenly became stiff and stood still.

In an instant, the situation became tense.

"How dare you, kid, to launch a sneak attack!"

Master Yuanzhi, the abbot of Huiji Temple among the three temples in Putuo, shouted angrily and was about to take action with his Qi invigorating.

"Junior brother, wait!"

"Junior brother, wait a minute!"

Master Yuantong and Master Yuanzhen came to their senses and quickly spoke out to stop them.

Master Yuanzhi was stunned and looked at his two brothers: "Are you okay?"

Master Yuantong waved his hand and said, "It's okay, the little celestial master didn't attack me, he just passed me a message."

"..."

Master Yuanzhi felt relieved. No wonder Zhang Zhiwei made such a fuss. It was really because Zhang Zhiwei was too strong and oppressive. He would start fighting at the slightest disagreement, which was very reasonable in Master Yuanzhi's opinion.

Immediately, he asked what the news was and wanted to know the truth.

Without saying a word, Zhang Zhiwei packed a portion for Yuanzhi.

Yuan Zhi read the memory in his mind, his face darkened, and he sighed:
"Although killing people at will is not good and the means are somewhat extreme, it is not unfair and it is not considered as killing innocent people indiscriminately."

When the monks from other sects saw that people from the three Putuo temples had said this, their reaction was a little smaller, but they were still very opposed to Zhang Zhiwei's approach and they put forward their opinions.

"Little Heavenly Master, monks have the virtue of loving life. You and I are both monks. We should forgive others when we can. Even if it is a huge mistake, we should not kill others."

"We can use some other punishments, such as abolishing their means, so that they can only be ordinary people."

"In this way, they will no longer be of any use to the Japanese pirates, and there will be no possibility of them colluding with them."

"After they lost their means, they could no longer use their Qi and could only live like ordinary people."

"Isn't this a kind of reformation, enlightenment, and rebirth? Little Heavenly Master, compared to killing people, this is a great deed!"

The monk had a compassionate look on his face and spoke passionately.

Some people around me think that this statement makes some sense.

Some people feel that something is wrong, but they can't put it into words or refute it.

The bald monk is really good at talking... Zhang Zhiwei saw that the monk was talking non-stop, still talking about various ways to deal with the situation with kindness, so he waved his hand and said:
"That's not right. Stop talking about it. If we really do that, isn't it unfair to ordinary people? Moreover, as cultivators, the means are their tools to do evil. After they are done, they can sacrifice their lives by giving up the means they used to do evil. There is no such thing in the world."

"Senior Brother Zhang is right!" Feng Ping was the first to agree, but just as he said one sentence, Wu Zhan, an elder from the Huode Sect, covered his mouth with his hand.

In this occasion, there are many elders present and it is a matter of life and death, so the younger generations are not qualified to express their opinions, except, of course, Zhang Zhiwei.

Moreover, the martial arts world is about human relationships and not about fighting and killing. To be the first one to support the young Taoist priest in killing the monk in front of so many Buddhists is really a tough guy.

Although the little Taoist priest is the leader, he is too tough for the monks to deal with, but the same may not be true for others.

The older generation is shrewd and knows how to protect themselves, but the younger generation doesn't care about that. After Fengping, people kept shouting that the young master is right.

This generation of young people is just the right generation, and many of them will remain the same when they grow old.

It is worth mentioning that the first one among the elders to fully agree was Master Hutu. He even quoted scriptures and talked about various principles and started arguing with the monks.

In this regard, Master Hutu is not inferior to the monks at all, and he can even outshine several monks.

You know, he is the key figure who started the Jiashen Rebellion in the plot. At that time, all the sects wanted to protect their own disciples and make a big thing small, but Master Hutu turned it into a full-scale siege and killing. His ability of talking is evident.

After Master Hutu had a verbal battle with the monks, Zhang Zhiwei continued his previous behavior. He touched the monks' scalps one by one and checked their memories.

He learned from past mistakes and was a teacher for future ones. He had his hands stained with oil before, but this time he attached golden light to his hands and did not make direct contact with their scalps.

This time, he did not start immediately after checking one row, but instead he touched the heads of the remaining monks in one go and extracted the memories of everyone.

Checking the memories of so many people at once is definitely a huge project and an extremely time-consuming task. Normally, it cannot be completed in a short period of time.

Zhang Zhiwei used a tricky method. When he was capturing memories, he slightly influenced the thinking of these people and put forward instructions such as the Emperor, Bihe Mountain Tiantai Sect, etc.

When these people receive the instructions, relevant content will subconsciously appear in their minds, making it easier for them to retrieve it. This is equivalent to keyword search.

In fact, Zhang Zhiwei also tried to ask them directly whether they had colluded with the Japanese pirates, intending to let them confess themselves.

But the result was unexpected. None of them colluded with the Japanese pirates.

Many of these people had been to Japan to exchange Buddhist teachings, had practiced in the Tiantai Sect in Japan for several years, and some were even monks from Japan. Zhang Zhiwei naturally didn't believe that they had no problems at all. After another investigation, he found the problem. It turned out that some monks didn't think they had colluded with the Japanese pirates, and even thought it was just a common thing.

This is also the reason why some people can still hold their breath and stand here chanting. They don’t think there is anything wrong with them. It is impossible to ask them to confess.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwei came up with the method of mentioning "keywords".

He packed up all the relevant memories in one go and quickly sorted them out and reviewed them. Once he found a problem, he would start to investigate.

Of course, he was not so arbitrary. When dealing with it, he would instill that part of the memory into Yuantong of the Three Putuo Temples, Kuhua of the Tiantai Sect, and Master Hutu as a witness.

At the same time, he also accepted everyone's advice to be gentle when doing it so as not to make it look like a watermelon exploding.

When it was time to call the roll, he just moved his finger, and the person being called suddenly had a bloody hole between his eyebrows. He fell to the ground with a thud, as if he had been executed by firing squad.

Every time this happened, the chanting would pause, but as soon as the three old monks spoke, the chanting would soon start again.

Although this move is a bit cowardly, it is the only chance to survive. If you resist, you will only die.

During this process, some monks could not bear the pressure, suddenly opened their eyes and attacked Zhang Zhiwei.

However, before Zhang Zhiwei could make a move, three old monks from the Tiantai Sect took the initiative and killed him.

The reason for this was that they were worried that if they angered Zhang Zhiwei, he would no longer show up for duty and would simply kill them all.

Although the losses are still huge, after the cleanup, some people are still there and the basic system is still there.

Moreover, Zhang Zhiwei's call-up does not necessarily mean killing all of the people. After careful consideration, he will only destroy the cultivation of some of them, but spare their lives.

While Zhang Zhiwei was dealing with the matter, Master Hu Tu was not idle either. He took out a brush and an account book and began to record the names, Buddhist names, and reasons for the execution of the monks.

Some of the records in this booklet can be described as shocking.

The Tiantai Sect in Shenzhou, like most Buddhist sects, has many strict rules and regulations, such as not eating meat and not marrying.

But the Tiantai Sect in Japan is different. The monks there can eat meat, marry and have children.

The monks on one side observe the precepts, while the monks on the other side do not. The consequence of the two is that the monk who has observed the precepts for many years will often have an unbalanced mentality, or a mentality that because I have observed the precepts for many years, I cannot enjoy myself, and thus lose my bottom line and begin to indulge.

The Tiantai Sect was magnificent and wealthy, with a lot of land and property. In that year, there were countless refugees, and many wanted to be tenants for the monks.

If one has power and wants to indulge in lust, naturally a lot of ridiculous things will happen.

There was even a time when monks in the temples, relying on their own means, would occasionally defile female pilgrims who went up the mountain to pray to Buddha.

This also led to a strange thing. This place was once famous for being very effective in praying for children.

Many female pilgrims came here to pray for children. Most of the pretty ones got pregnant, while those who were old and ugly could not get pregnant even after praying many times.

As soon as these things were written, many people despised them. Even monks from other sects felt ashamed and said that they had tainted the pure land. They wished they could beat them to death, completely forgetting their previous words.

"boom!"

After shooting and killing another monk, Zhang Zhiwei finished his roll call and stopped, but the chanting around him did not stop, but it was much sparser than before.

When the three old monks, Kuhua, Kuyuan and Kusheng, saw that the once huge temple was now left with only these few people, they let out a sigh of relief, collapsed to the ground, and burst into tears, saying that they were ashamed of their ancestors.

If it weren't for the continuation of their heritage, they would have probably committed suicide on the spot.

There will be a kind of loneliness after feasting and carnival, and the same goes for killing. When the people around who followed Zhang Zhiwei up the mountain saw this scene, they inexplicably felt a sense of loss in their hearts, and were not as excited as they had imagined.

Zhang Zhiwei watched this scene without any expression on his face and without any hesitation in his heart. If it happened again, he would make the same choice.

Meanwhile, in the dark.

Zhang Jingqing, Zuo Rutong and others were all watching silently.

This situation was really beyond Zhang Jingqing's expectations. He knew that the Tiantai Sect was sick and poisoned, and other sects were busy with their own affairs and had no intention of caring about him, so he came to detoxify them.

He had originally thought that the detoxification process would take several courses and be completed step by step, but he had not expected that the poison was so deep.

When Zhang Zhiwei arrived, he simply cut off the poisoned and corrupted parts. If the hands were poisoned, he cut off the hands; if the feet were poisoned, he cut off the feet; if the body was poisoned, he cut off the body. With such drastic cuts, he directly destroyed the Tiantai Sect.

After a long while, Zuo Ruotong sighed and said, "I'm afraid the Tiantai Sect will really be gone from now on."

He also felt a sense of loss, not because of the Tiantai Sect, but because he was reminded of his own Trinity Sect.

Seeing him rising from a tall building, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing his building collapsed.

Zhang Jingqing pondered for a moment and said, "They will decline for a while, but after a hundred years, they will rise again."

Zuo Ruotong was somewhat surprised and asked, "How can Heavenly Master see that?"

Zhang Jingqing said: "Although the branches and leaves are no longer lush, their roots are still there, and new branches will bloom soon."

"The roots, the roots are still there. It has come to this point, are there still roots?" Zuo Rutong whispered.

"Yes," Zhang Jingqing confirmed, "some people took the roots with them."

Zuo Rutong was stunned and looked quickly, and saw an uninvited guest coming to the Tiantai Sect's ceremony which was almost in ruins.

He and Zhang Jingqing had a mutual friend, the abbot of the Shaolin Zen temple, Master Henglin.

Master Henglin was holding a human head in his hand. The head died with his eyes open. His pair of unfocused eyes were fixed in the direction of Zhang Zhiwei.

Beside Master Henglin followed the young monk Jiekong, the future one of the Ten Lords and Xiao Zizai's master. He was still very young at the moment and was following his master closely, looking around vigilantly.

He was hiking in the mountains with his master when he heard a rolling sound. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a human head suddenly rolling down and hitting him in the chest, which he held in his arms.

The head's eyes were open and staring at him. He was frightened and screamed. Just as he was about to lift the head up, the master took the head from his arms and told him to follow without saying anything.

(End of this chapter)