Soon, I heard the Taoist priest in front of the door say: "Young people are impatient, and the most taboo thing about Taoism is being impatient."
Fang Hao frowned: "I'm not a Taoist, I just do whatever I want."
"Heaven has its way, and man has his rules. Wherever they come from, they can do as they please, just like these ants. Such a big place seems to have no room for them together. They must fight to the death to determine a male and female." The little Taoist priest said inexplicably.
He opened his mouth, still looking at the ants below.
Fang Hao snorted coldly: "I have my way. If you can't practice whatever you want, if everything is regulated, then what's the point of living!"
"What do you mean by doing whatever you want?"
"Sleep when you are sleepy, eat when you are hungry, and pick up girls when you want to. I hate rules the most!" It seemed that there was no way to anywhere else, so I simply stopped here to see what tricks this little Taoist priest was playing.
"What you call doing whatever you want is what you want, but your doing whatever you want may block other people's thoughts. Just like these ants, the other two came from a distance and ran to someone else's place, which naturally caused a collision.
There is this war." The little Taoist said in an old-fashioned way.
Fang Hao was a little amused when he heard this: "I only follow my heart when I want to do whatever I want. What my heart goes to is naturally my heart. There is no place to go. If someone blocks you, just fight."
"You just do what you want, but have you ever thought that doing what you want will hurt others?"
"You definitely have this, but you have to have some kind of conscience, otherwise what's the difference between you and an animal? But conscience is your mind. It's also about doing whatever you want." Fang Hao laughed.
The little Taoist priest suddenly raised his head and looked at Fang Hao, suddenly a little stunned: "Conscience can also be used as a rule. Do you put the rules into whatever you want, or do you follow whatever you want?"
"Why not? That's what I want in my heart, so I do it as I please!" Fang Hao muttered in his heart, trying to fight with me. I also had a sharp tongue back then!
The little Taoist priest was silent for a while, and then asked: "You want to do something that will hurt others, and it must be done. How do you choose?"
"Find a way to get things done without hurting anyone!" Fang Hao said with a smile.
"Since ancient times, loyalty, filial piety and justice have always existed. If you could only choose one, how would you choose?"
"Then don't choose. It's all about loyalty, filial piety and justice."
"Then I have to choose one?"
"Made, you are turning the corner. There are so many difficult choices in life. If it is true, you are turning the corner by yourself. You know you can't do it but you do it!"
"You're right. I do it knowingly that I can't do it. How about letting it happen to you?"
"I often do things like this, but that's what I want, and I do whatever I want!"
The little Taoist priest stopped talking and stood up. It seemed that the battle between those ants was over.
Fang Hao asked: "Who won?"
"We didn't fight, we ran away separately."
"Look at people, this is called knowing how to advance and retreat. You don't need to be stubborn when you know you can't do something, but you don't have to look back when you need it. This is not the same as respecting your true heart."
The little Taoist priest walked in with bright eyes: "What if you have made a big mistake because of your mistake?"
"You've made a mistake, can you regret it?" Fang Hao asked back.
"Reflect on your own mistakes and avoid making the same mistakes again. Why can't you regret it?" The little Taoist priest's eyes were like lightning.
Fang Hao was a little surprised. This little Taoist priest still had some talent. He looked like he was good at practicing martial arts. Fang Hao chuckled and said, "Little Taoist Priest, it's so boring to read the Qingdeng Ancient Scrolls here. Why don't you go out with me and take me with you?"
Are you going to enjoy the scenery of the world? There are many beauties!"
The little Taoist priest looked calm and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."
Fang Hao rolled his eyes: "What a regret, can you make up for it? In this life, I never regret anything I do, because regret cannot be changed, and it is of no use. Instead, it messes up my mood. Worrying about gains and losses will only make more mistakes.
, even more outrageous!"
"You are so unrepentant!"
"Little brats know nothing. In this world, there are so many clear rights and wrongs. Wrong may be right, and right may be wrong. If you look at it from another angle, it may be different, wrong and right.
, there is no absolute!"
Fang Hao looked like I was teaching you, this little Taoist priest.
The little Taoist priest frowned slightly, but his eyes were bright: "There is no absolute between right and wrong? So what are right and wrong?"
This question stopped Fang Hao. He pondered for a moment. Fang Hao chuckled and said, "I'll give you an analogy. Just now, those foreign ants were fighting with the local ants. As a bystander, you see the local ants."
You can't defeat the foreign ants, but you pinched the foreign ants to death. Do you think it was right or wrong?"
"Of course it's wrong. All living things have their own laws. Interference means change, and change is wrong."
Fang Hao chuckled and said, "Who will say you are wrong?"
"I said I was wrong." The little Taoist frowned.
"The ants you pinched to death say you are wrong, but the local ants will say you are right. Pros and cons are relative, right? The cause and effect you are talking about is itself relative. Without cause, there is no effect.
, there is no fate and no reason."
The little Taoist priest began to think deeply again, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
When Fang Hao saw this, he felt quite upset. Look, this little guy was fooled by him and couldn't find his way.
Soon, the little Taoist priest suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Fang Hao: "There is no absolute right or wrong. So, is it right or wrong for me to kill you?"
Fang Hao suddenly felt that something was wrong. This boy's eyes were bright, as if he really wanted to take action.
But Fang Hao didn't worry, he laughed and said: "What you think is right in your heart is right, and wrong is wrong. Why ask others!"
The little Taoist priest suddenly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.
Fang Hao was stunned, what does this guy mean? Is this the so-called epiphany?
Immediately afterwards, Fang Hao felt countless voices remembering the same thing, seeming to be chanting sutras and singing.
For a moment, the little Taoist priest's body suddenly glowed with golden light, and at the same time, energy that made Fang Hao feel a little palpitated emanated from the little Taoist priest's body.
"Fuck, a little Taoist priest is a heavenly saint?" Fang Hao was stunned.
The most important thing was that Fang Hao was shocked to see Qiu Yi, Li Xiujin and others.
There were five or six of them, each of them sitting directly in the courtyard, with a solemn appearance, holding Taoist fingers in their hands, and chanting words in their mouths, as if they were reciting sutras.
At this time, the golden light on the little Taoist priest seemed to be getting brighter and brighter. Fang Hao was a little frightened when he saw it. Damn it, this little guy is going to become some kind of immortal, right? (To be continued)