So, after walking out for a while, he finally couldn't help but speak:

"Master, shall we just leave?"

Changqingzi looked back at him and said with a smile:

"What?

"Those bandits, just let them go?"

Huang Chang was puzzled, and Chang Qingzi raised his eyebrows:

"What if you don't let them go? They're just mortals, and they can't be killed indiscriminately. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"But they are bandits, and keeping these people alive will affect the survival of others. ”

Changqingzi smiled slightly when he heard this:

"You think I'm taking it too lightly?"

Huang Chang hesitated, but still insisted:

"Master is merciful, and disciples can understand. But by letting these wicked people go, wouldn't it give them the opportunity to harm other innocent people in the future?"

Changqingzi glanced at Huang Chang a few times, and suddenly smiled:

"Ah Chang, your thinking is quite similar to that of a Legalist...... But after all, these people were raised by their fathers and mothers. If you are a thief today, you may be a farmer tomorrow. And they may have elderly and children to support at home...... When you forgive, forgive. ”

But the disciple felt that it was more likely that these people would heal their injuries and then kill and rob other innocent people, causing more sins. ”

Huang Chang still insisted on his opinion, Changqingzi pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"Maybe, maybe not...... But Ah Chang, do you think it's up to us to judge?"

“......？”

Huang Chang failed to understand what Changqingzi meant, but the latter then said:

In fact, how to deal with this kind of thing depends largely on each person's personality. There is no obvious right or wrong - Ah Chang, if you encounter such an incident when you are walking alone in the future, even if you kill them all, the law enforcement hall of the sect will never trouble you because of this. But as a cultivator, you can ignore the evaluation of outsiders, but you must make a judgment in your heart, otherwise it is easy to have flaws in your heart, and then breed demons. ”

When he said this, Chang Qingzi stopped, turned around, and looked at Huang Chang with a straight face:

"It's too esoteric to say these things for someone else, but Ah Chang, you're different...... So let's take a closer look: why do we want to deal with the bandits -- to stop the robbery that is happening in front of us. Did we do it? So, next, Ah Chang, what do you think you should punish them further, and for what?"

In order to prevent them from robbing others next time. But, Ah Chang, do you think you have the right to make such a prediction, and what makes you feel that you deserve this power?"

Huang Chang was stunned for a moment, while Chang Qingzi sighed softly:

"This is precisely the problem that many young monks are most likely to encounter when they first enter the rivers and lakes - you have extraordinary strength, and in front of those mortals, you can be said to have the power to kill and kill, and their life and death are only in your thoughts. You think it's in heaven's way to kill these wicked people—or as you're used to saying it's justice—and you do it. But, Ah Chang, can you really confirm that this is justice, or is it just because of superior power?"

In the face of Chang Qingzi's specious words, even though Huang Chang had the knowledge of two lifetimes, he couldn't help but be confused-if he didn't have enough strength, even if he had justice, he couldn't implement it, right? He thought about it again and again, but in the end he could only give it up:

"The disciple didn't understand, so he asked the master for advice. ”

So Changqingzi continued:

"Justice certainly needs strength to ensure its implementation, but as long as you have it, whether you have justice or not, you can realize your will. But can you judge that your will must be righteous?—no, even I can't. ”

Huang Chang raised his head in some surprise, while Chang Qingzi said:

"So I can only use my power as carefully as possible, and avoid doing things that might make mistakes—they are robbing today, so I will stop them, and it will certainly not be wrong. But will they ever go back to being bandits? ”

"So I only cut off the tendons in those people's hands, so that their hands no longer need to use their strength, and it will be difficult to rob their families in the future, but as long as they are willing to work, they can still support their families after all." This is neither lenient nor excessively harsh, and it is not easy to cause regret, regret and other emotions, forming flaws in the heart. ”

Huang Chang is a smart person after all, and after listening to Chang Qingzi say this, he can already understand what the master wants to express:

"You mean...... Do things in moderation?"

"Yes, have power, and learn to use it sparingly. Knowing when to make a move, and when to do it, is the quality of a good monk. All in all, Ah Chang, is a sentence: people cannot be resurrected after death, so it is best to be cautious before making those irreparable decisions. ”

Chang Qingzi chuckled, and Huang Chang lowered his head sincerely after figuring it out:

"Disciple, thank you for your teaching. ”

............

For a long time after that, Changqingzi took Huang Chang around the land of Shenzhou and saw many wonders.

They had been to the Northland Pole to see the eternal Xuanbing Strange City there. All the houses in the area are made of giant ice, which can be fixed by watering and will never melt. During the day, it is crystal clear, and at night, it is brightly lit, and it is as gorgeous and beautiful as a heavenly palace.

They had also gone deep into the Nanban Witch Realm and observed the descendants of the ancient witch clan from afar. Those are giants who are several feet or even dozens of feet tall, ugly and strange in appearance, bloodthirsty and brutal by nature, but they are all infinitely powerful, and they are even more gifted and supernatural - the ancient witch clan was once the strongest opponent of mankind, and hundreds of thousands of years ago in the war with the human race supported by immortal cultivators, Kunlun Tianzhu collapsed in that war with the witch clan.

Today, the vast majority of the witch tribe has disappeared in the long river of history, and only in the realm of the Southern Barbarian Witch, there are still a few remnants in the deep places. But even so, many immortal sects on the continent still didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and kept an eye on that southern barbarian wilderness at all times to prevent the witches from coming back.

Changqingzi saw that Huang Chang liked history, and took him to the ancient battlefield of the Battle of Muye, the last major battle when Yin Shang was destroyed. After a thousand years, on this battlefield, there are still copper rusty spears exposed to the ground from time to time, and at night you can see phosphorus fire flying, hear ghosts crying, until leaving the battlefield for a long time, the sound of war drums Jin Ge is still faintly ringing in the ears.