On the Sky Eagle Beast, listening to Lin Huang's question, Song Changling raised his head and asked: "Why do I want to practice martial arts?"
Lin Huang suddenly frowned.
In this world, apart from those who are almost as clever as demons or command-tellers, there is a unique and bright path to becoming a warrior.
Although Song Changling was talented and read thousands of books, the latter obviously lacked a big strategy and a big picture. No matter how powerful he was, he was just a scholar.
"You look down on scholars?"
Song Changling raised his eyebrows and stared at Lin Huang.
"That won't happen!"
Lin Huang shook his head and continued, "But even if you give me a choice a hundred times, between the two, I will choose to practice martial arts instead of studying!"
"It's normal!"
Song Changling laughed, "It's also vulgar!"
"In my opinion, your idea is that although it is possible to become a strong person, it is difficult to become a top strong person!"
Song Changling continued.
"How strong is the top strong person in your opinion?"
Lin Huang asked.
"Existence that surpasses those before us!"
Lin Huang was ashamed, raised his glass to Song Changling and said, "The world you see is very big, not simple!"
"But I am an alien. Instead of saying that I have traveled all over the world, it is better to think that I have been abandoned by my family and have no emotions!"
"No emotion at all?"
"Of course there are many!"
Song Changling laughed and continued: "Do you know why I am regarded as an alien?"
"Because you don't practice martial arts?"
Lin Huang asked.
"Correct solution!"
Song Changling nodded, "Because of this matter, my little wife-in-law, who we are going to marry, hates me for being so helpless that she almost ran away with someone else. Fortunately, I stopped writing fast, otherwise it would be 'me'
My head is green!"
"This story is also very cliché!"
Lin Huang shook his head.
"There's nothing I can do about it. It happened to me anyway. It's been about five or six years. My uncle doesn't love me. I'm also the eldest son in the family. Just because I don't like to practice martial arts, I've been messing around with him.
Just like a dog. So I have no choice but to go out and travel around the mountains and rivers!"
Song Changling waved his hands helplessly, not looking too angry.
"You really don't like practicing Wu Dao?"
Lin Huang asked.
"Why do you have to like it?!"
Song Changling suddenly stood up on the Sky Eagle Beast and said: "People in the world practice martial arts only because martial arts can bring powerful power to people, gain respect, be unreasonable, have their own way of doing things, and be unhappy with it."
They kill and seize others, and take human life lightly. But looking at the origin, do they really practice martial arts because they like it? Or are they doing it for profit and desire? "
Lin Huang frowned and retorted: "But interests and desires cannot be eliminated. This is inevitable in a social society. With interests and desires, social stratification will appear. Once stratification occurs, there will be
Interests and desires feed back, and status gaps gradually appear! According to what you said, you can't just do nothing if you don't like something!"
Song Changling shook his head, "I am not refuting the classes, interests and desires of this world. As you said, they cannot be eliminated. Nor am I trying to say that because you don't like it, you should completely reject it, but I want to explain that,
Today's martial arts has become a tool for warriors and has lost its true meaning. This is wrong!"
"What's wrong?"
Lin Huang asked.
"The saying that warriors are respected is not right!"
"Why are warriors respected? Why are the stronger people respected?"
"Why is it that when a strong person kills someone, it's because of his temperament, and when a weak person kills someone, it's against the law? Why do some people still think that what they say with their fists is reasonable?"
"Why do people kill people and set fire to gold belts, build bridges and pave roads without corpses? Why does the son of the tenth family insult a woman, be called 'interest', and then have to eradicate her afterward?"
"Why is Chen Qingfeng dead? Just because he once wrote a book called "Thousands of Views on the Zuojia Ming Cult", all major forces joined forces to dig up his grave. More than 170 years later, his head is still hanging on his head.
On the tower of Taixuan Domain, even the Qingtian Martial Palace was suppressed for more than a hundred years?"
"None of this is right!"
By the time Song Changling finished speaking, he was already filled with righteous indignation, and his face had a bloody look unique to a scholar.
Lin Huang was slightly shocked, then he looked up at Song Changling and asked, "Do you think this world is like this?"
"The world itself is like this, it has become distorted!"
Song Changling criticized fiercely.
"Is this why you study?"
Lin Huang asked.
Song Changling shook his head, "I study because I like reading, but after reading, I can truly see the context of this world. I see that the principle of respecting the strong is so wrong and unreasonable. Even if I have never practiced
Martial arts, I can also laugh at them for being captured by martial arts and only pursuing the power of martial arts without understanding what the spirit of martial arts is!"
"You want to talk sense to the whole world?"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and said.
"One day, of course I have to talk about it!"
Song Changling said with his hands behind his back.
“Sometimes it’s very tiring to reason, and the truth still doesn’t make sense!”
Lin Huang slowly shook his head, thinking that Song Changling's idea was too lofty and not practical. Even if what the latter said was very reasonable, it is too difficult for one person to change the world's perception.
Maybe everyone thinks what Song Changling said is reasonable, but for the sake of their own interests and desires, how many people can change it?
"As a human being, you can't stop doing something just because the chances are endless. If I do something that everyone can do, what's the difference between me and everyone?"
Song Changling smiled confidently.
Lin Huang shook his head, still feeling that a pure Confucian scholar could not change the world.
"Then have you ever thought about trying to reason with someone first? If you can't reason with someone, give him a beating first and then try to reason with him after the beating."
Lin Huang suddenly asked.
Song Changling frowned and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Just like the master in the academy?"
"almost!"
Lin Huang nodded.
Song Changling scratched his head, "It seems like this would make it easier to reason with others. But if this is the case, doesn't it still prove that the strong are respected?"
"I can't make sense to you!"
Lin Huang turned his head helplessly and found that Song Changling was a bit fond of getting into trouble.
"And when I left home, I said shamelessly that even if I die, I won't cultivate any vitality. It's only been half a year since I came out, so it's not good!"
Song Changling continued.
"As long as you like it!"
Lin Huang shook his head and did not want to argue with Song Changling. Some truths can become clearer as time goes by. But some truths are based on how one sees the world and how one sees oneself. If they are discussed together, there will be no result.
To put it bluntly, Song Changling believes that this world should be a world where everything has its roots, rather than blindly speaking with fists.
Lin Huang believed that the greatest reason was that he felt no guilt every time he took action.
If Little Fatty Bai was here, I would just fight him first and then talk about whether he was justified or not.
If there is a yardstick for judging right from wrong, Song Changling's idea may be closest to the yardstick, followed by Lin Huang's and Bai Xiaopang's farthest.
If you think about it more deeply, it will be too complicated. The reasons for the emergence of the phenomenon of ‘the strong is respected’, the inner context of warrior cultivation, the entanglement of worldly affairs, and the establishment of cognition in the growth environment...
Once it spreads, there is no end.
On the Sky Eagle Beast, Lin Huang suddenly came back to his senses, "The scholar is really scary, so I asked him why he didn't practice martial arts. Wouldn't it be enough to just say 'I don't like it'? He had to twist and turn, and he was almost confused.
Got it!"
"No, you just led me astray... The truth is the truth, and he is there. I don't practice martial arts, and I don't believe it. In front of me, who in the world dares to call a deer a horse?"
Song Changling suddenly said.
Lin Huang put his hand on his forehead and felt that his head was heavy. "This guy just said he wanted to be reasonable, but now he has obviously lost his temper. He has a slight prejudice against martial arts. Scholars... are difficult to serve!"
On the Sky Eagle Beast, Song Changling wanted to say something else. Lin Huang quickly made a stop gesture, pointed to the city below and the vast sea, and said: