My disciples are all qualified by the emperor

Ning Chenxin was suspended in the air.

However, there seemed to be an invisible wall around him that was impossible to see through or penetrate. No matter how hard he knocked, he could not break through it. Even sound could not pass through the wall. He could only watch the situation below.

Down there, in the village.

Ning Chenxin could see that there was another "Ning Chenxin" who was almost the same as him still standing there, continuing to do what he was going to do next.

What's happening here?

What did the shadow say just now mean?

If you have questions, just ask.

"Senior, what does this mean?"

The phantom figure gradually solidified, and an old man gradually appeared in the world.

The old man was the one who appeared during the previous test of humanity.

The old man put his hands in his wide sleeves and chuckled, saying, "I just want you to see what the outcome of your choice will be. After seeing the outcome, I don't know if your faith in Taoism will be shaken."

Ning Chenxin frowned and asked, "Is this an illusion?"

The old man smiled, "Is it that important whether it is an illusion or not? If you want to get the answer that this is just an illusion, then even if many people die in the end, you will feel less guilty. If you use this reason to escape, then what is the point of your cultivation path? This is true for both Buddhism and Confucianism. To cultivate a person, you must first cultivate your mind."

The fog in Ning Chenxin's eyes seemed to dissipate after hearing this, and he looked clearer. He couldn't help but bow to the old man and said, "Thank you, senior. I was obsessed."

"Don't be in a hurry to thank me." The old man glanced at Ning Chenxin, raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "I haven't said this is an illusion yet."

Ning Chenxin's face froze.

The old man smiled and said, "It may be an illusion for others, but yours is reality. This is somewhere in the east of the Chaos Realm."

Looking at Ning Chenxin's frozen expression, the old man sneered in his heart.

Ha ha.

I finally got you under control. Who told you little bastards to torture me like crazy during the test... Well, although the man in front of me didn't do those things, it doesn't prevent them from being brothers from the same sect!

As for the others...there's no way to deal with them for now!

Ning Chenxin looked down and asked seriously, "What if things really go badly?"

The old man spread his hands and said lightly, without any concern, "Let it develop as it should. Whether the ending is a happy one for everyone or the death of tens of millions of lives as those soldiers said, it is your choice."

Speaking of it.

The old man suddenly appeared in front of Ning Chenxin. Looking at Ning Chenxin's ugly face, he smiled with a peaceful look but an all-seeing smile, and whispered, "Don't think you can control everything. At least you can't do it now.

All choices in the world have two sides. Choosing one side means giving up the other side. Otherwise, why is it called a choice? "

Ning Chenxin frowned and his eyes fell on the village. Under the persuasion of another "Ning Chenxin", the ten soldiers took the entire village away and returned to the city wall.

Things were clearly developing as he had expected, but why was the uneasiness in his heart growing?

The old man saw through Ning Chenxin's thoughts and said calmly, "Just keep watching and see what the outcome of your choice will be. You don't know, and neither do I."

"This is true. It's also true that innocent people will be killed or alive." Ning Chenxin said with a gloomy face.

The old man glanced at Ning Chenxin and said, "Do you want to say that you can save them? Or do you want me to save them?

Not to mention whether I still have the energy, people die in the world all the time. In addition to the normal birth, aging, sickness and death, there are more deaths in the world of cultivation due to death for power, death for the struggle for interests, death for cultivation, and death in wars between sects and dynasties.

This kind of thing happens all the time, do you really have to take care of it all?"

Ning Chen was speechless.

He doesn't have that ability.

Master also said that no one can do this, not even him.

Neither of them spoke anymore.

Everyone looked down. The flow of time did not speed up, but the scenes below kept changing like a passing show.

The enemy's iron hooves trampled across the green grassland and crushed the insignificant village into pieces.

The enemy's strength is obviously stronger than the garrison on the city wall.

"Ning Chenxin" below also took action.

But the opponent was more prepared, as if they had foreseen this possibility long ago, or perhaps they attached great importance to this city, so they sent out a more powerful force to storm the city!

I don’t know how many days have passed.

Under Ning Chenxin's pale face, the city wall collapsed.

Groups of enemy cavalry rushed into the city waving sickles. Wherever they passed, walls collapsed and the ground sank. Lives were cut off like grass.

This also includes the villagers in the village.

Shortly after.

Just as those soldiers said, the collapse of this city also affected the surrounding cities, which were all occupied by the enemy.

Ning Chenxin was watching this scene from above, his expression was heavy and his eyes were a little erratic.

The aura around... was also shaky, as if it would collapse if touched casually!

The old man looked at this scene, put his hands in his sleeves, and said calmly: "It seems that your choice is wrong."

Ning Chenxin raised his head and looked at the old man. His face was pale as he laughed miserably and said, "But...are we just going to let those villagers be used as human bombs?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "If it were me, I would naturally choose to save those villagers. After all, if it were me, those villagers have done me some favors and have some karmic connection with me. As for the dynasty? What do their lives have to do with me?"

"Of course the guarantor is someone you know."

At this point, the old man looked at Ning Chenxin and said with a smile: "So your choice is not wrong, it just depends on whether you can pass the test in your heart."

Ning Chenxin fell into deep thought.

The choice was not wrong?

Is there really nothing wrong with this?

The choice just now, to put it simply, is that neither side wants to give up, and both sides want to be protected.

To put it in a broader sense, isn't this also a choice between a small family and a big country?

Seeing that Ning Chenxin was lost in thought, the old man did not disturb him. He just sat cross-legged quietly beside him, looking up into the air, and murmured, "I didn't expect that person's will would choose him, but... his idea seems a little dangerous."

Ning Chenxin didn't hear these words.

Now Ning Chenxin's thoughts seemed to be stuck in a dead end, and he couldn't get out of it no matter what.

Save the small family and sacrifice the big country?

Save the big country and sacrifice your own family?

How to choose?

After making a choice, how do you get over the hurdle in your heart?