I Actually Became a Holy Monk

Zhou Yi wakes up to find that he has transmigrated to a world of strange tales and immortal heroes, much like those in the Tang Dynasty legends... In the halls of power, lords ride beneath carriages adorned with purple lightning and frosty blades. In the martial world, heroes vie for supremacy, while weapons lie hidden beneath the shrine of the barbarian king. In tales of spirits and strange occurrences, foxes watch the stars from among mountain graves and abandoned huts. ...This vast world is filled with the bustle of mortal life, breathtaking scenery, and marvelous, bizarre sights. Unfortunately, he has become a monk. As the saying goes: One nature encompasses all natures; one Dharma contains all Dharma. One moon appears in every body of water, and every reflection of the moon is contained in every body of water. It is also said: One hand holds the power to kill or protect life; one shoulder bears the burden of saving the world and ending its karma.