Confucianism has always had cumbersome rules, and although the murder of Han Fan crossing the river has been settled by the dean, it does not mean that Confucianism will expose the matter.

Han Fan was privately taken to the Question Heart Pavilion by Wang Zhichang, and the vice president thought that Han Fan had left, so he went to deal with the affairs of the academy.

"Han Fan, you killed the border soldiers in a cruel way, can you be guilty?" In the Question Heart Pavilion, Wang Zhi changed his face. Seeing that Han Fan didn't speak, he continued:

Whoever kills your friend, who do you go to take revenge, but what grudge do those soldiers in the camp have against you or your friends?"

"They are enemy troops, they are enemies!" Han Fan responded.

"You ......" Wang Zhi shook his beard angrily.

"But your behavior is obviously venting your anger, my Confucian disciple has always been broad-minded and upright, what is the difference between your behavior and the evil demons? Do you think that if you have done something wrong, and no one points it out, it is not considered wrong?" Wang Zhichang pointed to Han Fan's nose and lectured.

Han Fan woke up like a dream, and he suddenly looked up at the newly appointed dean.

Wang Zhichang didn't notice the changes in Han Fan, and continued: "Valuing friends and taking revenge, these are not wrong, it is normal for the cultivation world to kill people and die, and the two armies are fighting out of interests, which is not right, but under the perennial war, people's strength is increasing, and the country is also becoming stronger, if there is no enemy, it will be self-fending in the end, which is in line with the law of survival of the fittest in nature." ”

"But what about you? What is the code of your conduct? It is your own selfish desires! It is anger!" Wang Zhihuan trembled with anger.

Han Fan lowered his head and didn't speak, and the dean had a sentence that moved him the most: "Do you think that if you do something wrong, if others don't point it out, it's not wrong?"

"Why should I act according to those existing rules? Why can't I follow my own rules? The cultivation world doesn't talk about these rules, whoever has the biggest fist is the truth. After a long time, Han Fan digested the dean's words and raised his head to refute.

It was a rebuttal, but it was actually a question, which was also a question he had always wondered, and he wanted to know how the dean would answer him.

"Although your remarks are just hearsay, but it is indeed true, you know why our Confucianism can sit firmly in one of the three major religions in the world, not only Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism have their own rules, and there is no square circle without rules. ”

"A strong person must not only have the strength to act recklessly, but also have the ability to control his own heart, I don't deny that most people in the cultivation world speak according to their fists, but we live, in addition to cultivating to become immortals, what we also require is a clear conscience!" Wang Zhichang said.

"A clear conscience. Han Fan muttered, these four words were like a basin of ice water, pouring Han Fan from beginning to end.

"Do you think those gentlemen of Confucianism are really that good? The Han Jun who gave you immortal fate, you can think about it from another perspective, if it is him, how will he deal with his friend being killed. ”

Han Fan thought about the dean's words repeatedly, just like he said, if that kind middle-aged man encountered this situation, how should he deal with it?

Wang Zhichang saw Han Fan's reaction and knew that he should have listened.

"Since you know that you are wrong, then you don't have to go through this path of inquiry, and you are not as stubborn as your protector said. Wang Zhichang touched his beard, and his voice returned to normal.

"Where is my path?" Han Fan asked as he looked at the dean.

Wang Zhichang looked at Han Fan's eyes full of confusion, like a child who was lost and couldn't find his way home.

"The road is at your feet, no matter how you go, where you go, it's the road, and I only have one hint for you: have a clear conscience!" Wang Zhilian's smile was gratifying, and his son could be taught.

Wang Zhi gave Han Fan a bag, which contained a Xuan-level intermediate body method at the end of the world, a one-time spirit weapon for the dead puppet, and an emerald green spirit robe, as well as a large number of spirit stone pills.

"These cultivation resources are all the resources you have before the Five Realms. ”

Thanks to Dean Wang, Han Fan left Zhulu Academy, dressed in a spiritual robe, wearing a cold mang on the left on his waist, and a gourd on the right.

Read 10,000 books and travel 10,000 miles.

If you don't know how to go, just look at how the sages in the book regulate themselves, see how the people in the rivers and lakes walk, and then find the one that suits you.

Han Fan found General Nie and asked him for the list of deaths that night, which was not a secret, and the person in charge of intelligence gave the list to Han Fan on the same day.

At the reunion two years later, there were few familiar faces left in the camp, and there were a few more wrinkles on General Nie's face, and everyone tacitly knew that no one mentioned the matter of the little monk.

Han Fan asked about Wei Zheng, General Nie was silent, and after questioning, he learned that he participated in the death battle and was killed the day before he could officially retire.

Because of Han Fan's retaliatory behavior, the Emperor of Danyang City sent a group of masters to the border and began to take revenge, killing many people and fighting two death battles every day.

Han Fan was full of remorse, and in order to seek peace of mind, he took revenge in anger, but in the end, how many people were really at ease because they were affected?

Wei Zheng's bones were taken back to his hometown for burial, and Han Fan left in a hurry after asking the place.

"Wait. Nie Baisheng stopped Han Fan.

"Actually, you don't have to blame yourself too much, we were ready to die on the first day we set foot on the border, and the soldiers were privately grateful to you for killing all the enemy troops that night.

Otherwise, the next day, someone will die again, the battlefield is like this, because I was transferred to the border, and the enemy army also sent masters, so did those soldiers who died in battle die because of me?" Nie Baisheng cleared his throat and continued:

"Your behavior is just breaking the rules, if you want to say wrong, in fact, it's right, from our standpoint, you are right, do you think that without you, those soldiers would not have died in battle?"

"So if you want to compensate those soldiers who were killed by you, I don't think it's necessary, it's the enemy army after all, and we have a deep blood feud with Chang'an City. General Nie hesitated, but finally patted Han Fan on the shoulder.

Han Fan is much stronger than him now, and some ways of behaving can't be as casual as before.

Han Fan bowed his hand and left.

The dean's words were based on Han Fan's conduct in the world, and Nie Baisheng's words were from a big standpoint, and what the two said was not wrong, if Han Fan went to compensate the enemy soldiers, would it mean a mutiny?

Han Fan fell into confusion again, this is not, that is not, so what should he do?

It was a month after Han Fan arrived at Wei Zheng's hometown, and he found Wei Zheng's family and truthfully explained his identity and intentions.

To Han Fan's surprise, Wei Zheng's wife did not get angry or resent Han Fan, but welcomed him to the house, Wei Zheng also had a daughter at home, and the daughter was eight years old this year, and she had reached the age where she could practice.

Wei Zheng sacrificed, and the court gave them a sum of silver, which was enough to raise their daughter.

After going to the grave, on the way back, Han Fan couldn't help but ask, "Sister-in-law, don't you blame me?"

"Actually, it's not strange to say that it's false, but who in this generation doesn't make some mistakes? When my family was young, he didn't do his job, he spent all day drinking, he owed a gambling debt, and he was almost cut off, General Nie happened to pass by and saved him, and after that, he completely woke up and followed General Nie to join the army. Mrs. Wei wiped her tears and continued:

"I also know what he did in Hualou, should I also cut off his hands and feet? Since joining the army, his personality has changed greatly, and he has been very fond of me, isn't this already the best result? Shouldn't he never be forgiven for making mistakes?"

Han Fen was motionless in place, and then sat down cross-legged, Wei's wife saw Han Fan's movements, she was not disturbed, she knew that this was the immortal on the mountain who was cultivating, and she went straight home.

The power of words in Han Fan's dantian flew out of the dantian, flew through the hundreds of limbs and countless meridians, and integrated into every part of his body, a faint golden light appeared on Han Fan's body, and at this moment, Jun Yujue could no longer hide it.

The golden light finally condensed into a Dao character and slowly merged into Han Fan's dantian.

After a long time, Han Fan opened his eyes, only to feel that the sky was high and the earth was wide, and his thoughts were clear.

The vice president appeared in the distance, and after Han Fan sat down, he just set up a partition, and when he saw the golden "Dao" word condensed by Han Fan, the vice president's face was full of relief, and the stone in his heart finally landed.

The word "Tao" is not simple.

Yes, people will inevitably make mistakes in this life, everyone is moving forward, taking a fork in the road, and correcting it in time is, but it cannot be used as a reason to make mistakes again and again, after knowing what is wrong, you will understand how to do it right, maybe right and wrong are not easy to distinguish at some times, then, you must have a clear conscience.

Han Fan already knew what his future path would be, and he still needed to read more books, meet more people, see more how they walked, and then constantly improve his own path.

Han Fan left a handful of money for Wei's wife, enough for them to have no worries for the rest of their lives, and left.

As the sun sets, the afterglow shines on the young man's emerald green robe, shining on the crystal clear gourd, illuminating the young man's smile that also shines.

The vice president appeared beside Han Fan and took him back to the academy.