Have you ever made a decision that is entirely your own?

What is the problem?

If it was in normal times, Fang Chang could answer the other party without hesitation, everything he did was done based on his own will.

However, now that he was asked by the strange middle-aged man in front of him, under the guidance of the inexplicable power, Fang Chang couldn't help but think more deeply.

In Fang Chang's view, human beings are generally composed of two parts: soul (consciousness) and body, and the body will perceive and respond to external stimuli at the first time.

It's like a natural thing to eat when you're hungry, but it's also because the body feels hungry and feeds it back to the soul, and then the soul makes the decision to eat.

It's not going to eat entirely based on wanting to eat at all.

Rather, they will eat when they are hungry.

When you think about it this way, every decision has to be influenced in at least some way, whether it comes from the enemy sect, latent pressures, uneasy feelings, or some kind of childhood fear that has been forgotten but still works.

But if you think about it from another aspect, every choice you make on the road of life can be made by yourself for safety, and this seems to be completely decided by yourself.

No, if you deliberately deny it, it is also the interference of external information to induce the choices you make.

In an instant, in Fang Chang's mind, the two points of view were constantly colliding, like a spear and shield problem, which could not be solved at all.

Almost, almost, almost, Fang Chang felt that he could almost figure out this problem, and if he figured out this question, it seemed that he could get the ultimate meaning of life.

However, even if it is poor, I can't figure it out.

His eyes gradually became glazed, and his mouth kept muttering about this question

This change in Fang Chang suddenly made the people of the Demon Sect who had already been imprisoned around him look full of doubts, although they didn't understand what was happening, but they could feel the strangeness here.

Then, when they saw the middle-aged man slowly turn around and look at them and the others, they suddenly felt a sigh in their hearts.

"What did you do to Elder Fang? If you want to kill, kill it, don't engage in these crooked ways, frown, I, Wei Junkai, am not a good man! ”

At this time, the elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who had been talking happily with Fang Chang before suddenly shouted angrily.

According to Wei Junkai's many years of experience, it is better to pretend to be a good man who is generous to death when encountering an invincible decent person.

Then some decent disciples who may have a brain pump will scream.

Good man!

Then let himself go, he used this trick to escape the fate of death many times before, and then in order to thank those brainless and decent young people who let go of themselves, he went to kill each other one by one after his magic achievements.

Although the middle-aged man in front of him is a little older, it is impossible for him to be self-defeating and pinched to death by the other party if he does this, but now it doesn't matter what happens.

"Do you believe that killing is wrong under any circumstances?" The middle-aged man didn't seem to hear Wei Junkai's provocation, but asked a question.

Suddenly, a strange power returned.

When he opened his eyes, his mind was filled with the words of the middle-aged man for a moment, and not only that, under the effect of this strange force, Wei Junkai also began to think crankily like Fang Chang.

Is it wrong to kill?

For some people who don't eat pork and dog meat, and can't see others eat it, it is naturally wrong.

Wei Junkai looked down on this kind of person, but he didn't criticize it, after all, no matter what, filial piety is still commendable.

At this moment, Wei Junkai involuntarily substituted himself into the role of these people, and from the deepest point of view, killing was naturally wrong.

At this moment, Wei Junkai believes that all lives are equal, and everyone cannot carry the weight of life.

But what if one day killing one person could save a city?

When encountering such a problem, should I kill or not kill?

What if killing an innocent person saves the people of a city?

For the city that was saved, this was naturally true, but what about the person who was innocently killed?

In this case, is your own murder a mistake?

Wei Junkai was as entangled as Fang Chang, and in an instant he became in the same state as Fang Chang.

Suddenly, the rest of the Demon Sect people looked at the middle-aged man as if they were ghosts.

This person is very strong, this is something you know when you see each other, after all, they are all from the Demon Sect, and they are not as comfortable as the righteous path, and their eyesight still exists.

But the attention was fixed on many demon sect masters, and the two elders were half-mad when they spoke, which was simply beyond common sense!

In an instant, some were shocked by the methods of middle-aged men, some scolded in despair, and begged for mercy without restraint, and all kinds of life were instantly expressed.

It's just that whether it is those unbearable scoldings or all kinds of begging for mercy, the middle-aged man doesn't seem to see half of it, and the whole person still has that light and breezy expression.

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou, so are you sure that this is really the real world at this moment?"

Suddenly, these cultivators, who were far inferior to Wei Junkai and Fang Chang's Demon Sect, couldn't even resist and fell into a state of sluggishness.

After a while, most of the people of the Demon Cult couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion under the middle-aged man's question, and raised their weapons to understand their lives.

Seeing this performance, the middle-aged man shook his head slightly.

"The lonely road of eternal life, the years twist your fingers, who can talk to me!"

"Sect Master, Sect Master, why did you sneak out again, it would not be good if you hurt your own people in your current state, and Brother Yao's game is about to start, let's go back quickly!" After a while, a girl with a snake tail walked over.

Looking at the corpses everywhere, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly cast a tranquilizing spell on these people, bringing the Moon Worship Sect Master to Qingyun Mountain.

"Whether or not I have done something that is completely determined by my will, what does it matter to me, what does it have to do with me, what am I doing with this!"

"I, a demon cultist, would feel guilty because it was right or wrong to kill someone, this Nima!"

", I just thought about suicide to find my true self, I must be Shi Lezhi!"

......

After Moon Worship and Zhao Ling'er left, these Demon Sect people who were affected by the Moon Worship Sect Master slowly returned to normal under the effect of the Na An Divine Technique.

Everyone who came to their senses had a feeling of being a dog for the entanglement they had just had, but then there was a burst of horror.

"Down the mountain!" Fang Chang looked at the team that had already lost half of its manpower and said with difficulty.

"Go down the mountain, what do you think of my Qingyun Mountain?" Dao Xuan slowly walked up from the bottom of the mountain with the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, and if you look closely, you can find it.

Dao Xuan's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Fortunately, I was one step slower and almost met the sect leader!