"Dharma?"

At that moment, Xue Zhen, who saw that scene, couldn't help but hum softly, and his palm was instantly retracted, and he quickly withdrew a few steps away. And I don't know if the wrinkled old monk inside heard Xue Zhen's unintentional movement, the sound of the light golden strike and the sound of Xiao Xiao's wind actually stopped, Xue Zhen naturally could notice it, and a sense of vigilance arose.

In the process of cultivation, the monk refines a certain useless or even harmful aura into a kind of incarnation through the secret technique, which is more closely related to the physical body, and this kind of supernatural power can gradually become extremely powerful over time, usually reaching the same strength as a cultivator, and it can also be slightly weaker or stronger.

According to Xue Zhen's estimate, this wrinkled old monk should be condensing his own law with some kind of secret technique, but he was broken by Xue Zhen like this, which is a taboo thing in cultivation, so Xue Zhen quickly retreated.

At this moment, Xue Zhen heard the sound of the golden blow and the whirring wind inside, and it was obvious that the other party had discovered that when Xue Zhen was hesitating whether he should retreat, an old but middle-spirited voice suddenly came out.

"It's a guest from afar, why don't you come in and talk about it?"

Hearing the other party's invitation, Xue Zhen smiled briefly, but he didn't think too much about it, so he set his eyes on the forbidden curtain over there again, and soon, Xue Zhen had already walked away, and, after a few steps, Xue Zhen once again put his palm on the forbidden curtain, and the original weird places in the forbidden curtain, the law and the golden willow leaves, etc., had disappeared without a trace.

Inside the forbidden curtain, there was still an ordinary-looking temple, and many huge trees were standing, whether it was the tree or the halls and rooms in the temple, and in various places, there was not the slightest sign of scratching, Xue Zhen couldn't help but be amazed.

Soon, Xue Zhen had a little bit under his feet, and he had already jumped over this temple without any entrances and exits, and in a blink of an eye, in that open place, the wrinkled-faced old monk sat cross-legged, opened his eyes to look at Xue Zhen, and Xue Zhen also carefully observed the wrinkled-faced old monk.

I saw the wrinkled old monk is also the cultivation of high-level immortals, his face is like a mortal eighty or ninety years old that is about to die, the face is wrinkled nearly a dozen, the long white beard flutters lightly in the wind, a monk's robe appears to be relatively wide, the whole posture gives people a feeling of refreshment, fairy wind bones, can also make people feel angry and powerful.

Xue Zhen and the wrinkled old monk looked at each other, exchanged glances with each other, and the two of them smiled in unison, but Xue Zhen clasped his hands and saluted at this moment:

"Under Xue Zhen!"

"Old Man Law Ningkong!"

"It turned out to be Master Ningkong, Xue took the liberty to come, please forgive me for the crime of disturbance!"

"You're the second visitor in a thousand years?"

The two greeted each other like this, back and forth, Xue Zhen and the wrinkled old monk Ning Kong were also familiar with each other, and that kind of guard was also relaxed a lot, as for Ning Kong, he was still sitting cross-legged, and he didn't mean to stand up, Xue Zhen saw this, and actually sat down opposite him.

"Xue Daoyou, it seems that you have something to find the old man, but you don't necessarily want to find the old man!"

Ning Kong's words were a bit ambiguous, but Xue Zhen couldn't understand it, and immediately replied with a smile:

"Master Ningkong! Xue has doubts in his heart, he came here to solve his doubts, I don't know if the master can get his wish?"

"Puzzles? haha......"

The wrinkled old monk Master Ning Kong smiled unconsciously, and laughed a little unexpectedly, the smile made Xue Zhen unable to understand, but Xue Zhen knew that the other party was by no means laughing at the ridicule, and sure enough, Ning Kong's laughter immediately stopped, and he also heard Ning Kong's continued speech:

"Xue Daoyou, the old man has really entered the Zen Gate for a short time, and the years are only a few years older than Xue Daoyou, so I can't ask for advice, but it's a good thing to learn from each other!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen remembered the kind of Zen and Taoist exchange in the giant city at the beginning, he knew that this kind of exchange required much the same statement, so he nodded and smiled, glanced at each other, and Xue Zhen asked:

"Master Ningkong, what do you think of the so-called good and evil?"

Hearing this, the wrinkled old monk Ning Kong's face condensed gently, and once again focused on Xue Zhen's body, as if he didn't understand it a little, but in the end, the old monk Ning Kong still said in a loud voice:

"Xue Daoyou, the so-called good and evil, in the eyes of the old man, is an extremely vague line, what is good and what is evil, is it really so easy to distinguish clearly?"

"Good is good, evil is evil, why can't we tell the difference?"

"Haha! The old man asks you! Who kills people, who is right and who is evil?"

"Evil!" Xue Zhen looked categorical.

"What if you kill a murderous and evil man?"

The wrinkled old monk Ning Kong asked again, Xue Zhen hesitated a little, his face was slightly tight, he couldn't see that kind of categorical anymore, it seemed to become a little blurred, and after thinking for a while, he said with a little uncertainty:

"Positive?"

"What if the murderer is also a wicked man?"

“......”

"If the murderer, such a wicked person who is full of evil, repents and hates himself, and finally uses violence to fight violence and kills another wicked person, then how does Xue Daoyou think it should be defined?"

“......”

"And if a person full of evil repents and finally saves a lot of innocent people, is he good or evil?"

“......”

Hearing this, Xue Zhen was speechless, he understood a little, but he didn't seem to understand, at that moment, Xue Zhen fell into a faint thought and consideration, but the wrinkled old monk at this time squeezed out a little smile, and snorted softly:

"Xue Daoyou, this truth may be easier to distinguish with ordinary people, after all, they are in a hurry for decades, no matter what they do evil or good, for monks like you and me, it is a drop in the ocean, and it is not worth mentioning at all!"

"Master Ningkong, do you mean that you can do evil and do good? Xue really doesn't dare to agree with this!" Xue Zhen thought about Ning Kong's words, and then asked.

"What is evil? A fierce beast covets you, and it will never die with you, this kind of scene Xue Daoyou should have encountered many times in his cultivation so far, right, if you kill it, can it be regarded as evil?" The wrinkled old monk asked aloud after a while.

Hearing this, Xue Zhen couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, it was this kind of thought that was entangled with him, although he knew that killing him in this situation should be the right thing to do, but he still couldn't pass his own level.

"Xue Daoyou, you should have also experienced the Heavenly Tribulation!" Ning Kong, a wrinkled old monk at this time, changed the topic and said.