The voice sounded again: "Now, Taoist, please answer me, which of them is righteous and who is evil?"
"Qianye." Hua Wanzhao's voice was very firm.
The surrounding aura quickly gathered, but within three breaths, a Qingjun man appeared in front of Hua Wanzhao, it was Qianye whom he had just seen in the illusion.
"Answered my question."
Chiba in the illusion is obviously very gentle, but the person in front of him is like a ruthless machine.
By the way, speaking of ruthless machines, I haven’t contacted the system yet...
Hua Wanzhao was slightly distracted.
Qianye's dissatisfied voice sounded: "Taoist, please answer the question."
Looking at the "persistent" Chiba, Hua Wanzhao had to seriously think about what he saw and heard in the fantasy: "I feel that we cannot evaluate a person simply by righteousness and evil, or good and evil, and I dare not say that there is no absolute right."
Or absolutely evil, but for most people, it is both good and evil."
Finally, Hua Wanzhao concluded: "I think the important thing is not whether you are right or wrong in the eyes of others, but whether you have a clear conscience."
"Do you have a clear conscience..." Qianye murmured.
Seeing Qianye deep in thought alone, Hua Wanzhao didn't bother her and looked at the space she was in now.
The surroundings are pure white, a bit like her conscious space.
Hua Wanzhao tried poking her arm with her finger, but felt nothing.
It seems that Qianye dragged the monk's consciousness into this space.
His cultivation level is indeed extremely high.
"There's something wrong with what you said." Chiba said suddenly.
Hua Wanzhao turned around and looked at him: "Senior, please tell me."
If it was a real fight, Hua Wanzhao would surrender immediately, but if it was a debate, she was a liberal arts student, so she was sure to win against a person with mental, psychological, and environmental problems.
"You said you should have a clear conscience. The murderer also has a clear conscience. Why is he defined as evil?"
This is going to the extreme...
Hua Wanzhao said: "I have never denied that there are extreme good and extreme evil in this world. I think what my predecessors said can be classified as extreme evil."
"Don't you think there is a contradiction in what you said?"
"I understand what senior means. We might as well take this Qingling Fruit as an example." Hua Wanzhao took out a spiritual fruit from the storage bag and asked, "In the eyes of seniors, what does this Qingling Fruit look like?"
Chiba: "Blue..."
Hua Wanzhao slowly turned the spiritual fruit, and what appeared in front of Qianye was red again.
"The same thing will come to different conclusions if you look at it from different angles. This principle seems simple. In fact, in reality, how many people can look at problems from the perspective of others. As far as I am concerned, Buddha is very compassionate.
Yes, this is a universal view, but I really hate the so-called Buddhist view of 'everything is like a dream.' What happened happened, the damage has been done, and what needs to be done is to make up for it, rather than pretending that nothing happened. Only
Only saints will forgive this kind of behavior, but the vast majority of people are not saints. Neither are Buddhas."
"Amitabha--"
With a Buddha's name, Changui appeared in this space: "If we are arguing, can we let the poor monk join us?"
"Don't - I quit." Hua Wanzhao waved her hands repeatedly.
She was confident that she would deal with a problematic person like Qianye, but she was not sure that she would deal with someone like Buddha who has been immersed in Buddhist scriptures for many years.
What's more, among all the schools of thought, Buddhism was the one she had the most trouble with.
Fozi felt a little regretful. He had always found some of Hua Wanzhao's ideas very interesting and wanted to have a debate with her.
Hua Wanzhao looked at Qianye: "Senior, what happened after that?"
"We sent Qian Han back as planned. Chongxue and the eleven monks also disappeared as expected, and I..." Qianye's voice suddenly became vague and uncertain, "I used the secret treasure to build a secret treasure for His Highness Wentian.
This space protects their heritage and finds destined people for them."
Hua Wanzhao was a little curious: "Thousands of years have passed, is the inheritance still there?"
Hearing Hua Wanzhao's words, Qianye, who had always been somewhat rigid on his face, turned out to have a somewhat human expression: "Maybe they didn't expect that the later monks would be so useless that they couldn't even break through the barrier outside Wentian Hall."
"Actually, it can't be said that monks are useless. It's just that monks who can break through the world can't get in. If they do, their cultivation will be restricted."
At this time, Qianye found it difficult to understand: "I arranged this secret realm by myself, how can it restrict my cultivation?"
Hua Wanzhao explained: "Now the five major sects have set up barriers outside the secret realm, and those who enter the secret realm are monks below the pill formation level."
Chiba: "How could..."
"Is it possible..." Hua Wanzhao said with a confused expression, "Are we the first people to enter here in ten thousand years?"
"good."
Hua Wanzhao immediately sympathized with him deeply and understood that the Chiba in front of her was different from the Chiba in the fantasy.
Man is a social animal. He has never seen anyone in ten thousand years. He has extremely strong willpower unless he is crazy.
"Then...has Senior found the right person?"
Chiba: "You want it?"
Hua Wanzhao smiled nonchalantly: "If I say I don't care, senior probably won't believe it either."
Changui said: "There is a senior Buddhist and Taoist among them, and the poor monk has received his inheritance. Thank you senior."
"I'm just fulfilling my promise... Huh? Bei Lie's carefree temperament actually likes this kind of inheritor."
The corners of Qianye's lips suddenly twitched slightly.
Maybe it was because of my contact with Hua Wanzhao that I started to talk more and became more lively.
Hua Wanzhao thought that since Bei Lie was a swordsman, the heir he was interested in might be Lou Chehan.
"Huh?" Doubt flashed in Qianye's eyes.
Both Hua Wanzhao and Changui were surprised as to what could have happened that could cause Chiba's mood to change so much.
"These two people are quite interesting..." Qianye whispered.
Hua Wanzhao wanted to ask what was wrong, but Qianye looked at him: "Chongxue chose two people, but they both refused, and both proposed that you inherit his inheritance..."
Before Qianye finished explaining, Mu Linxiao walked out of a brilliant silver flower, holding a fiercely flashing silver light ball in his hand: "Little Master, I found a good thing for you. Now don't hold any grudges."
Did I steal your pendant?"
On the other side, Ning Chenhao also appeared, but his face was a little speechless.
Come on, Hua Wanzhao knows what's going on.
"But I use an epee." Hua Wanzhao declined politely.
Mu Linxiao said something completely unrelated: "Little Master, Master Ju Yong wants to make a natal sword for you. You can embed a long sword into the epee by referring to the parent-child parts. Little Master
Zu’s long sword is already used well.”
Hua Wanzhao blinked, this operation was acceptable.
Moreover, this setting reminded her of a sect in a certain online game she played in her previous life, which used heavy swords and light swords. She was a die-hard fan of that sect. When she was busiest for postgraduate entrance examinations, she would spare an hour every day.
Play.
However, Chiba is the guardian here.
Hua Wanzhao looked at Qianye and asked: "Is it okay?"
There was visible doubt on Qianye's face: "You two are extremely talented in one of the swords, do you really want to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"
Mu Linxiao pretended to sigh: "Of course I want it, but I have already formed my own sword intention, so I can only reluctantly give up."
"What about you?" Qianye looked at Ning Chenhao, "You have already obtained Jiuxiao, which is more suitable for Chongxue's inheritance."
"Thank you, senior, for your love. The junior already has a master, and also has his own way."
Finally, Chiba's eyes fell on the flashing silver light, and even the tone of his words was not so stiff: "What about you, do you agree?"