In the four years since he fought on the battlefield, Zhao Yi didn't know how many enemies he had killed, and how many enemy generals he had beheaded under his horse.

"Pure Heart!

After a few soft snorts, he hurriedly crossed his legs and feet on his left and right thighs, and sat down straight in the rain, muttering words in his mouth.

"No ignorance, no hatred, no desire, no desire, no abandonment, no self. ”

"The heart is as pure as water, the clear water is the heart, the ice is cold for eternity, and all things are especially quiet......"

This heart decision was given by Mrs. Zhao when Zhao Yi finally left the General's Mansion. I hope that he will be able to reduce his delusions when distracting thoughts disturb his mind.

Have you ever remembered that in front of the house, Zhao Yi turned over the war horse and was about to whip the horse away.

A familiar voice with a thick reluctance came from the house, "Xiao Yi! Grandpa has something in his heart that he wants to tell you!"

Zhao Yi put down the short whip in his hand when he heard the sound, looked at the gray-haired and emaciated figure, and rushed to the front of the house with the support of his subordinates, and came to Zhao Yi's approach.

He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, how much he wanted to stay, stay with the only loved one in the world.

However, when the Great Wei gathered troops to invade the territory on a large scale, several cities fell, and the country was in danger, he was personally named by the saint, so he had to set foot on the battlefield.

But when the two faced each other, Mrs. Zhao fell silent again, even though there were a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't say a word, and finally turned into cloudy eyes.

A slightly trembling dry palm took out an old scroll from his coat pocket, handed it to Zhao Yi on horseback, and then looked at him reluctantly.

And Zhao Yi's nose was sore, he almost shed tears, forced a smile, and took the book.

This time he was in danger of dying, and he didn't want to leave like this. He wants to be high-spirited, with the momentum of moving forward and cutting through all thorns, and bid farewell to his grandfather in a mighty way.

He wanted him to know how extraordinary his grandson was!

"Grandpa~ Take care!"

Immediately, Zhao Yi raised the horsewhip and whipped it on the horse's buttocks. The horse neighed and rode him off into the distance.

He could feel that there was a reluctant gaze on him from behind him until the end of time.

That old book is the "Pure Heart Decision" that Zhao Yi read in his mouth.

There are many annotations in this book, and several generations have left their own opinions on it, and Zhao Yi is also very happy after participating in the research.

He could have predicted that the book would be of great use later in life.

Facts have proved that the demonic obstacle of killing people for the first time, the demons that breed during the battlefield fighting, and the suppressed irritability attached to the miscommand when the command is lost, etc., all brought unexpected surprises to Zhao Yi.

Eliminating demonic thoughts and calming emotions is simply the most precious and needed thing that Taiye Zhao gave him.

"The heart should be quiet, I hope that I am alone, the heart and spirit are one, and the spirit should be with each other......"

As he uttered 'Pure Heart', he visualized a green stem growing in the mud, breaking through the underwater mud layer and probing above the surface of the water.

The little bud grew in size, and finally bloomed, and a holy lotus bloomed alone on the filthy water.

The long stems are deeply embedded in the sludge, and the debris or sludge in the water does not leave a trace on it. Compared to the surrounding environment, it is brighter and cleaner.

The white lotus petals are burdened by the emerald green lotus leaves, exuding a holy halo, and the dense air surrounds this white lotus plant.

It is born in filth, but it can maintain its natural beauty, and it will not be stained with dirt. Under the cool breeze, it swayed and varied.

Zhao Yi's voice became louder and louder, gradually surpassing the sound of rain, and finally the sound was deafening, resounding beyond the universe, "I am righteous and awe-inspiring, and the ghosts are shocked!"

As soon as the last word fell, an invisible wave of qi spread out around his body, and in an instant, the rain did not touch his body.

The Holy Lotus he had visualized trembled slightly, and the white qi gathered around it suddenly spread out in all directions.

All the filth is purified, all the filth is melted away, and the visualized world is clear and peaceful.

After a few moments, his breath was calm and smooth, and his emotions were no longer angry. The eyelids trembled slightly, and they slowly opened their eyes one after another, the red silk of the eyes all faded, and the black pupils were as bright as a mirror, as clear as a clear spring.

"They have never dared to do it openly, but secretly inflicted killers. ”

"Even the current rumors are all unfavorable to me, don't the saints turn a blind eye?"

Zhao Yi was indignant in his heart, hid in the dark at the corner of the street, and calmly analyzed: "I can't go to the barracks now, I can't tell whether it's friend or foe, and all the people I can trust have left me." And Yuchen can't help me, as for Zhao Qian..."

Zhao Yi smiled, his smile was full of coldness, the other party had already stayed out of the matter and couldn't force it.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly felt like he was being watched, and when he looked around, there was nothing but the sound of rain in the silent streets.

"For today's plan, the only way to do this is to meet the saint face to face, explain everything, and bring Li Chuan and others to justice. ”

Then he shook his head again: "The Holy Lord has already ripped away all opportunities to meet in person in the early dynasty, and there is no communication, so he is not allowed to meet privately." What am I going to do? Just sit back and wait?"

After a breath, his eyes were firm, he looked at the largest palace in the depths of the city, and said: "If I don't have a chance to meet him, then I will create an opportunity to meet the saint, only in this way can I remind the Son of Heaven to guard against villains, uproot the root of the bane, and save the Zhao Kingdom!"

He resolutely decided to break into the palace of the Son of Heaven, although this was a major crime of killing his head, but he couldn't care about it, and he didn't know what Li Chuan was planning?

Immediately decided, he ran towards the palace.

On the way, Zhao Yi was still a little nervous, but when he thought that the people of Zhao Kingdom would be in dire straits in the future, he couldn't bear it. Maybe it's this choice that leads to the change in all endings.

If it is said that he can exchange the life of one person for a piece of Lang Lang, then it is incumbent on him to bear the great crime of breaking into the palace!

On the eaves not far from him, a ghostly figure stood at some point.

The rain that fell from the sky, whenever it fell to his body, separated by itself, and the dry and neat clothes did not stain the rain, revealing Zhao Qian's indifferent face under the faint light.

Previously, Zhao Yi sensitively noticed that someone was peeping at him, and then he didn't do it, thinking it was an illusion.

In fact, his feeling was right, Zhao Qian had been watching him from a distance. From the moment he jumped out of the window and killed someone, he has been watching, observing, and appreciating until now.

In the end, he just said lightly: "This heart is definitely a little interesting!", and then, the figure changed for a while, and disappeared into the rain.