"That''s not what I said..."
Yinlang is a little embarrassed.
His eloquence is not very good. I don''t think he can say anything about the Taoist priest.
When Yin Lang hesitated, another man''s voice sounded in the room.
"Are you a refined Taoist," Huang Si said. "How can you judge things by your deeds? Don''t you just look at the results when doing good deeds?"
Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and looked at Huang Si.
"The result? According to you, if you do something bad with good intentions and carelessness, it is evil?"
"Required." Huang Si looked at Fang Xing with the same eyes as a fool. "If doing bad things is not evil and you don''t have to be responsible, what''s the use of the law? After anyone has done bad things, just say that I was kind at the beginning, can I get rid of the crime?"
"You!" Fang Xing was a little annoyed. He rearranged his thoughts and said, "good and evil are nature. Don''t calculate too much. If good deeds can be calculated by results, shouldn''t those who do the most good and the most good deeds be the richest in the world? Even if the poor have a good heart, they can''t compare with the rich? If you use this criterion, isn''t the fairyland full of..."
In the middle of what he said, he knew he had made a mistake and shut up quickly.
Yin Lang didn''t understand. He didn''t respond to the word fairyland. Huang Si knew it, but he didn''t say it.
"Yes! So if you want to do great good, you must have money! You must complete the accumulation of wealth and return to the society. If people who have no money and no use can''t even guarantee their food and clothing, take their head to do good?"
Yin Lang listened and nodded.
As a local tyrant who often donates money and materials, Yin Lang deeply understands the importance of money.
Fang Xing hasn''t figured out how to refute Huang Si for a moment. He just feels that this mortal''s mouth is so fast and speaks a set of words. As an immortal, he can''t say anything about him. It''s a shame.
"You are simply unreasonable! If everyone in the world uses utilitarian ideas to do good deeds, how can we tell who is good and who is evil?"
Fang Xing was a little uncontrollable, and his voice became a little fierce.
He wanted to ask about yinlang and see if he wanted to spend time with him. He also wanted to take the opportunity to persuade yinlang.
As a result, the whole conversation was picked up by the man named Huang Si, who he had been particularly optimistic about before.
And the man speaks angrily.
"You''re just changing the concept. Good and evil is not a character. It''s clearly a moral standard. Since it''s a moral standard, it must be on the case. Mutual assistance and win-win is good, and harming others and benefiting yourself is evil." Huang Sixian argued with good reasons, and finally mocked: "you want to label people as good people and evil people at the beginning. You just deliberately divide camps, strengthen confrontation, provoke the masses to fight the masses. If you judge by your standards, you must be a villain."
"You!!!"
Fang Xing is angry.
"Brother Huang, in fact, I don''t know why we should do good deeds and accumulate virtue. I understand your deeds!" Seeing the bad atmosphere, Yin Lang quickly got up to comfort Fang Xing and said to Fang Xing, "Taoist priest, don''t be angry. Brother Huang has a poisonous mouth, but his heart is better than me. Don''t worry about those words. I apologize for brother Huang."
Then he really stood up and bowed to Fang Xing.
Fang Xing immediately felt that Yin Lang was really good and reasonable, and thought carefully that Yin Lang was the real good man, which was different from Huang Si, a shrewd businessman. Huang Si is so utilitarian that he doesn''t even want to give money directly to others. Instead, he lets the poor work for him. He actually makes a lot of money from the poor!
Even if such a person has a good reputation, he must be a hidden villain!
Fang Xing was about to continue quarrelling with the man named Huang Si when he heard a bell outside.
Fang Xing was slightly stunned. This was the sound of the copper bell in Wu Mian''s hand.
A voice came into his ears through psychic power.
"Fang Xing, calm down! Think about what you''re doing today!"
Fang Xing realized that his heart was completely confused.
He took a deep breath, worked his spiritual power in his body and calmed down.
"Master Yin, I come from Penglai, Xianshan. I think you have a fairy fate. If you want to find an immortal imitation path, you can come with me. However, there is no time for cultivation in the mountain. You have to give up everything in the world to have the hope of becoming an immortal."
"I''ll give you five days to prepare. In five days, you can find me in the nearby Diancui mountain. If you don''t come in five days, I''ll treat you as giving up and won''t wait for you."
After Fang Xing said that, with a flick of dust, there were strange fragrance in the air, and the lotus opened all over the room, which was very beautiful for a time.
Before leaving, Fang Xing also stared at Huang Si and said, "just to become an immortal, you need to have no utilitarian heart. A person who calculates everywhere, even if he does more and better than others, he must have no fairy fate and can''t become an immortal."
Huang Si ate lamb chopsticks and ignored this sarcasm.
When Fang Xing saw his attitude, he was blocked in his heart, but he didn''t attack in the end. Yang brushed the dust, shrunk into an inch and left.
Yin Lang looked around and was shocked.
This Taoist priest, why did he leave after two steps?
"Brother Huang, the faint fragrance and the wonderful lotus scene just now were really done by the gods!" With his hands on the table, Yin Lang shouted excitedly to Huang Si, "that Taoist is really an immortal! Is this the fairy fate? Can I go to fix the fairy with him?"
In fact, as a child, Yin Lang was familiar with fairy tales and yearned for things outside the secular world. His eldest brother was unwilling to get married, and he had the idea of looking for immortals to imitate Taoism, but he had been suffering from no chance.
Now, the Taoist priest shows the immortal trace in front of him and gives him the opportunity to become an immortal. How can he not be excited.
"Brother, you should be calm and cautious." Huang Si beat Yin Lang, "think about it carefully, people don''t have any guarantee. They just show some illusions in front of you, so you listen to them all? What if the so-called immortal trace is just a Jianghu trick? What if people want to harm you? It''s possible to cheat you, a rich man, into the mountains to kidnap you and ask your family for ransom!"
"Besides, the officials have to issue a certificate when a scholar of the academy takes up his post. Such a Taoist priest with unknown origin coaxes you to say that he is an immortal from Penglai. Does he have evidence? Documents? Don''t trust anyone who doesn''t even have a brand."
Outside.
Fang Xing held up the dust and shouted, "senior, don''t stop me! I''ll let the layman see what an immortal is!"
Wu Mian grabbed him tightly and couldn''t laugh or cry. "Fang Xing, calm down. You''re an immortal. Don''t be common with mortals."
He knows why Fang Xing is so angry. Fang Xing was born in poverty and suffered a lot in his youth. After becoming an immortal, his ideas are also more radical. He looks at whether things are black or white, and whether people are good or bad.
Wu Mian has repeatedly advised Fang Xing to be gentle and not to judge in a hurry. Unfortunately, it has little effect.
Even some Xianjun in Penglai, Xianshan mountain, believe that Fang Xing''s character is brave and worthy of commendation.
Fang Xing couldn''t break free and gradually calmed down.
He put the dust in his arms and held his chest in his hands. He looked a little depressed.
"Elder, I''ve figured it out. Compared with that man, Yin Lang is a really good man. Let''s turn him into an immortal as soon as possible."