I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

"It's gone."

"Well, it's time to go. After I came out this time, I still feel that it is suitable for me to buy a bellyband from farming."

At the foot of the Longming Academy, the two brothers and sisters who have already dealt with everything and have solved their knots are about to return to Sunyue Education.

Jiang Lin and Fang Chaoqun squatted under a tree, both of them chewing a root of grass, while Fang Minmin was bidding farewell to Bai Jiuyi and Mo Li.

One month after returning from the tomb, Fangzhao's skirt recovered from his injuries, and Mian Mian naturally became close friends with Jiu Yi and Mo Li.

Now I am leaving for a while, but I am still a little bit reluctant.

"After going back, you can let Kong Baba teach Mo Li some knowledge. That guy hasn't really passed on his disciple yet."

Jiang Lin, who was squatting under the tree and chewing the grass roots, looked at Fang Mingmin.

On the day that Leng Shi Soul Fei was reincarnated, all monks below the Nascent Soul Stage in Longming College received the gift of Leng Shi Haoran’s righteousness. Among them, Fang Mimi received the most. In her body, she can already see the formation. Wen Yun and awe-inspiring righteousness.

Coupled with these days, Tian Tian and Mo Li are together, and Fang Minming's cultural luck is even stronger.

Although Mercy has not embarked on any path of practice, it may be possible that Mercy is able to practice Confucianism.

"Aren't those people who went to the Sun Moon Academy personally passed on them? He taught them by hand." Fang Chaoqun said.

Jiang Lin shook his head: "I can only say that he is half a disciple. Son of Confucius enlightens them and teaches them to read, but almost all of them have transferred to other Taoist sects. The kind that truly inherits his mantle is the real personal transmission. ."

"That day, it doesn't count as if you let those little white foxes apprentice?"

"No, they can only be regarded as teachers, they will eventually cultivate the love."

"Oh, that's the case."

"Huh?"

"Nian Nian, son of Kong had already accepted Nian Nian as a personal pass. Anyway, at that time, the apprenticeship also followed the group of little white foxes. It was logical."

"Fuck!" Jiang Lin stopped doing it all at once, "This guy actually took advantage of me."

"You know too," Fang Chao's skirt gave Jiang Lin a white look. "That guy, if Pity really worships him as a teacher, I'm afraid Kong's son will scream in front of me every day... Got it, I dare not scold him yet."

Fangzhao skirt spit out the grass roots in the corner of his mouth uncomfortably.

"Who said you can't scold him?"

"Huh?"

"Mimmy calls him a teacher, and you call him a son. Does this conflict with each other?"

Jiang Lin looked at Fang's skirt innocently.

Fang copied the skirt for a moment, then patted his thigh again!

Damn it! It really is!

Fang Chaoqun stood up and patted his butt: "And I want to go to the Yaozu world, that guy really can't stop in front of me."

"Go find her?" Jiang Lin also squatted a little numb, stood up and leaned against the tree.

"Yeah."

Fang Duan nodded, did not speak, just looked into the distance.

"Bring me a letter by the way." As he said, Jiang Lin took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Fang Qiuqin.

"From the Ten Thousand Demons Country?"

"Yeah."

None of them said their names, but they all knew who the other party was referring to.

......

"Are you gone?"

Outside the thatched hut in Longming College, the old man looked in the direction outside the mountain gate, his eyes emptied, like some presbyopia, trying his best to see something clearly.

"Go back to the dean and go."

Han Zhe served by Sikongtu's side, and now he was able to go to the ground, and after being ravaged by Jiang Lin's sword aura, he showed signs of a breakthrough.

"Hmm..."

The old man nodded.

Looking at the respected old man around him, Han Zhe wanted to speak but stopped.

"What do you want to say?"

The old man asked.

"Before, Jiang Lin asked the students a question, but the students had no solution."

"Say it."

"Jiang Lin asked the students: "Your heart in Longming Academy is righteous, and you can destroy your passions and desires. Then if this world is about to be destroyed, there are two big ships that hold the last hope in the world. If the two ships die at the same time, you can only Save one ship, one with 10,000 people and the other with 100,000 people, which one will you save?'"

The old man said in a daze: "How did you answer?"

"One hundred thousand people."

"Go on."

"Jiang Lin asked again:'The big ship will suffer another disaster and 50,000 people must be left behind, otherwise it will sink to the bottom of the sea. How do you choose?'"

"How about you?"

"Abandon 50,000 people and save those 50,000 people."

The old man smiled and shook his head: "The problem is not over yet, right."

"Yes." Han Zhe handed his hand. "He asked again, "There is not enough food, and I can only support 10,000 people to enter the Pure Land. What should I do.""

"You have chosen to keep the last ten thousand hope."

"Yes..."

"Finally..." Han Zhe showed a complex look, and finally took a deep breath, "Finally he said..."

"Look, in order to save those 10,000 people, you killed 30,000 people. This is the righteousness in your heart, saving most of them..."

In the courtyard, I fell into silence. For a long time, the old man said: "Do you think you are wrong?"

Han Zhe: "Students are thinking, what are the so-called rules? There are some rules, right or wrong."

"The rules are set by people." The old man shook his head, "Han Zhe, then do you think I would make a mistake?"

Han Zhe opened his mouth slightly, but he couldn't speak.

Will it, definitely will.

Even sages can make mistakes.

"In that case, why bother to entangle, the so-called rules, whether it is the rules of the world, or the rules of Confucianism, or the so-called rules in your mind~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The old man walked away slowly with a cane.

"Sir!"

Han Zhe stopped the old man and gave a deep salute.

"Also, sir, if it is a sir, how would you choose?"

"I will save those 10,000 people, even if I kill those 90,000 people." The old man's voice came from a faint voice, "Even if I need to spend my whole life to pay for my sins."

The old man's voice has disappeared, and Han Zhe is still standing there, bowing his hands.

After that, for an unknown period of time, Han Zhe was not seen in the academy again.

Until one day, from the thatched hut, Haoran swayed righteously.

"That kid has entered Yuan Ying?"

On the edge of the small lake, Jiang Lin was walking with the old man.

"Well, thanks to you."

"It's hard to do. In the future, there will be more stubborn madness in the world. I don't know what this guy will do in the future."

"The question you gave before is sophistry."

"Indeed."

"Then if it were you, how would you choose?"

"I..."

Jiang Lin pointed at himself, and then looked to the opposite side of Qinghu, Jiu Yi and Mo Li, who were outing and laughing.

There was gentleness in Jiang Lin's eyes.

"Didn't you say it?

As long as they can live happily.

People of the world,

What to do with me? "

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[Thank you for the "Little Mouth Yixie" local tyrant who rewarded the 20,000 starting currency, what is it?

It’s New Year’s Day, and the salted fish can add braised eggs to the instant noodles again (ˊˋ)]