The Monk

Chapter 1378 Qin Yan Xin Sheng

From this point, we can see that no matter how kind a person is, what he does cannot be all good things, it is just relative. Zhang Pa saved Jiao Jing, which is a good thing. But Jiao Jing needs to survive, and according to its instinct as a monster, it will devour some creatures. Zhang Pa saved Jiao Jing, but it caused more monsters or wild beasts to die in Jiao Jing's mouth. For these unlucky people who died, Zhang Pa's behavior was naturally a bad thing.

Everything in the world is like this, there is no absolute good, and there is no absolute evil. Even if a person is evil, he kills people and ghosts, but because he killed these people or ghosts, he saved many creatures that might die in the hands of these people or ghosts in the future.

There are too many people and too many creatures, and it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong. Fortunately, people claim to be the spirit of all things, with a strong sense of self-superiority and the egoistic consciousness that has been easily formed over the years as the judgment standard, believing that as long as it is good for most people, or good for a certain person without infringing on the interests of others, it is a good thing, and people who do such things are good people.

As for other creatures, they are classified as objects for use, and no one cares about their feelings. For example, we don't care how pigs, cows, dogs, and sheep feel, we just eat them. Of course, cultivators don't care about the lives of monsters.

In this sense, it is really difficult to define whether Zhang Pa is good or bad. He often kills people to save monsters.

But this guy never cares about how others see him. He only asks his heart when doing things. He does the right thing and doesn't do the wrong thing. He doesn't care about anything else.

For example, he saves small animals and saves many weak lives, allowing them to continue to live. But he also eats meat. Although he didn't kill them, he ate them after all, which is equivalent to taking the lives of those creatures in disguise. If you look at this point, this person can be regarded as hypocritical.

But Zhang Pa doesn't care, and in addition to eating meat, he has personally killed millions of monsters. This guy has never been a good person in the traditional sense. Because of this, although they knew that Jiao Jing had eaten many beasts, they only advised them to eat less, and did not kill Jiao Jing to pay for the beasts' lives. After all, monsters are different from humans and cannot be treated according to human thinking.

At this time, Zhang Pa returned to the mountain. After the big snake greeted him, Rui Yuan and others came to see him one after another. It was the first time they saw Zhang Pa being beaten so badly that only a head was left, and they were shocked. But because of this, they saw Zhang Pa's power with their own eyes. Is he still a human if he didn't die with only a head left?

Flying over with Rui Yuan were kittens, pigs, Huo'er and other little guys. These little playful people didn't like the coldness of Fu Shen Snake, so they didn't get close. It wasn't until Zhang Pa drove Fu Shen Snake away that kittens, pigs and Rui Yuan and others flew over together.

According to what they originally thought, they wanted to go outside the starry sky to help Zhang Pa fight. But they were stopped by Song Yunyi and Cheng Xier. The two brothers were not stupid. They knew that Song Yunyi was right, and it was uncertain whether they could successfully fly out of the starry sky, so they stayed at the foot of the mountain.

They gathered around and had a lot of fun. After a while, Ruiyuan led his people to retreat to the side, and flew over the mountain full of outstanding disciples, lining up to see him. Zhang Pa smiled and said, "No need to do this." Turning to Ruiyuan, he asked, "How many days will you let everyone play?" Ruiyuan replied, and Zhang Pa smiled and said, "Three days of great fun, let's go drink." Using this as an excuse to send away all the disciples, he flew lightly to Song Yunyi and his daughters and stopped. The little pig, cat and other little guys followed.

But just as he landed, a girl jumped over and said, "Where are you staying tonight?" Hearing this, Zhang Pa remembered that his home had been flattened. It was not impossible to rebuild it, but when would he move in? We have to get through today first, so we replied, "Tent?" The girl was not satisfied and asked, "Why not choose another mountain? Here, let's make a martial arts training ground." The tall mountain was cut off, and the remaining mountain surface was flat and clean. It was many times larger than the Tianlei Palace Square. It would definitely be no problem to use it to arrange a military formation. Zhang Pa nodded and said, "Okay." Then he asked, "Where do you like?" The girls liked a place with a big pool of water. Although the mountain was not high or too big, there were only a few women in the entire Tianlei Mountain, so they would definitely not be crowded if they lived there. Zhang Pa smiled and said, "No matter where you like, you have to sleep in a tent today." The girl replied, "I didn't say I wouldn't stay." Since the new residence was agreed, the girl turned around and led a group of girls and female disciples to work on the new mountain. Rui Yuan couldn't just stand and watch the girls do things. He gave a few instructions casually, and saw a team of male disciples flying out to help build a new Snow Mountain garrison. After dealing with these things, Zhang Pa said to the elite masters of Tianlei Mountain who were still unwilling to leave: "Disperse." After saying that, he said to the four women: "Wait for me to come back." Go to the foot of the mountain in the distance, where there are a bunch of cute fat babies and equally cute sand bears. Among this group of cute guys stands an old man, it is Lin Sen. Zhang Pa has to go over and say hello.

He met Lin Sen, and played with the little guys, leaving all the troublemakers of the piglet to Lin Sen, and finally went to see Bukong. At this time, Bukong had already taken Xihuang's monk's spirit back to the front mountain to recuperate. There were only two people in the small room, each meditating quietly. A moment later, Zhang Pa entered and saw the monk's spirit meditating by himself. He sent a telepathic message and asked Bukong: "How is it?"

Fu Kong saw that the monk was distracted while meditating, got up and floated out of the room without making any sound. Zhang Wen followed him out and went outside the house. Fu Kong said: "It's a good thing to wake up, but this master can only rely on himself to recover from his injuries. I can't help."

Just now, Zhang was afraid that he had used his spiritual consciousness to sweep away the monk's distraction. He knew that apart from the damage to his cultivation, there were no serious injuries, so he immediately asked: "Can I take elixirs?"

Fukong replied: "I don't know. I plan to ask Master Ruiyuan for some when he finishes his work." Zhang Aipiao said: "Try it first. If it is useful, then ask me for it." After saying that, Zhang Ping said goodbye to him and flew back to the four girls in the mountains. After a brief conversation, he led them for a walk in the mountains and dense forests.

It's really just a stroll. He wants to get along well with his four ladies, and now is the best opportunity. It was just that they walked in silence all the way, which was quite embarrassing. Zhang was afraid that he didn't know how to talk to his fourth daughter. There is an old saying that three monks have no water to drink. When facing four women, he really doesn’t know what to say. If he talks to this one, he will ignore that one. If he talks to that one, he will ignore this one again. If he is with four women, Talk, how do you think women should respond? Are you talking to Zhang Ai one by one? Or should the four ladies answer his question together?

The five people walked for a while, and Zhang Ain finally found something to say. He pointed to a small road ahead and said: "Go north from there, then turn west. It is estimated to be tens of thousands of meters away. The first time I went down the mountain, it was from there. Go."

After hearing this, the four women only expressed gratitude to Song Yunyi, but the other three women did not answer. Zhang Fei felt a little ashamed. This feeling was really uncomfortable. After thinking for a while, he continued: "Going north from here is the kitten's home." The fourth daughter also did not reply. Zhang Ping had no choice but to stop and said, "Say something."

Taohuā was the first to speak: "I'll play a song for you." As she spoke, she sat down on the ground, not caring about what was on the ground.

She sat down, took out the cross frame of the piano in front of her, moved her hands slightly, and gently placed her left hand on the strings. She heard a clear sound of Ding Dong, and the clang of the piano sounded in the forest. It sounded very strong and powerful. But there is a hint of sadness in the sound of the piano, which is faint and seems to be absent, but it can touch your heart.

After just listening for a while, Zhang Ai felt sad. Taohua is straightforward and doesn't hide anything. She says whatever comes to mind and whatever comes to mind. When she plays the piano, she is actually playing what she wants to say. She was asking Zhang Ping, why didn't you accompany me, why didn't you accompany Chao Lù, and just left us in the mountains, busy outside alone? If I had known this would happen, even if I was being hunted every day, I would still be able to stay together happily all day long like before.

Hearing the sound of the piano playing like this, there was only one word left in Zhang's heart: guilt. Not only were Taohua and Chaolu guilty, but Song Yunyi and Cheng Xier were also guilty. No matter how powerful he is now, his thoughts have never changed. He may not care about his cultivation, but he cannot care about the feelings of his four women.

The sound of the piano is melancholy, and when you listen to it, the trees are still, the wind has stopped, and the grass blades are motionless, as if the sound of the piano is the only thing left in the world. The sound of the piano continued for a while, and the forest became extremely quiet. No matter how far or near, as long as the sound of the piano could reach, the birds and beasts stopped and stopped moving.

Taohua was just playing the harp, and gradually there was a hint of worry in the harp. She was worried that Zhang might encounter something unexpected during the killings without her being around. After the worry, there was a touch of sadness of self-pity. Until the end of the song, Tao Hua put away the piano and stood up, watching Zhang Wen quietly without saying anything.

Zhang was afraid that he didn't know how to talk. He also wanted to be like before, with just a few people, staying together every day, going wherever they wanted to go, and facing any difficulties together. But if you have a big family and a big business, you can't do things according to your temperament, you always have to consider many factors. So it's a bit difficult.

At this time, Cheng Xier said quietly: "You play so well." She had taught girls how to play the piano, and she knew a lot about various musical instruments and had some attainments. However, she didn't know anything until she heard Taohua playing the piano. Is it possible that a woman who plays the piano so well can resist not playing the piano for a long time?

Taohua asked Zhang Ain with the sound of the piano, but Zhang Ain didn't answer. Chao lù whispered: "I'll play a song too." As he spoke, he fell to the ground, took out his piano, and flicked it with his hand, and then heard another beautiful sound that hit your heart in an instant, with a bang. It explodes, making you want to stop in the sound of the piano and never want to come out again.

Taohua speaks with the sound of the piano, and so does Qiao Lù. They are the spirits in the music. There is no need to deliberately create any tune or scale. They just move according to their heart, and the music will naturally form with a flick of their hands, just like the music. It has been on the piano since ancient times. Just touch it and the music will flow like water, dripping and gurgling. There is always a way to touch your heart.