However, Wang Lin did not really stop. He only heard him say: "Indeed, worldly power is useless, but what about the power of a monk? Are you, Huang Yi, the master of the Yi Sect for nothing?"
"Sex, money, and power are the most primitive motivations that drive people to move forward."
"Even if you are obsessed with practice, aren't you doing it to achieve a higher realm and become stronger?"
"Then what? Aren't you still enjoying the sex, money and power that a higher realm brings?"
"Even if you are aloof and don't fight against the world, it only means that your great strength has given you a transcendent power, so no one dares to mess with you!"
Wang Lin may seem rough, but he speaks like thunder. Not only does he speak very fast and loud, but his inner logic is also very clear.
But as the master of the academy, Huang Yi is obviously not Yi's character.
While Wang Lin was talking eloquently, he did not refute, just like a dull gourd, no matter how noisy he was.
There is no doubt that the lethality of this cold treatment was astonishing. It made Wang Lin feel like he was punched in the air, and he had more anger in his heart with nowhere to vent.
However, as soon as he stopped, Huang Yi continued unhurriedly: "What you said is superficial, Xiao Doyle!"
One sentence made Wang Lin furious.
"They won't really start fighting, right?" I looked at both sides and asked Fang Fei cautiously.
"No, just get used to it!" Fang Fei shook her head gently, as if she had long been accustomed to the scene in front of her.
Sure enough, Wang Lin's side was full of thunder and light rain. He just stared at Huang Yi angrily, as if he wanted to see how he would defend himself.
That posture was as if Huang Yi would immediately get angry if he couldn't provide sufficient evidence for what he had just criticized his Shumen theory.
But Huang Yi was not anxious at all, as if he couldn't understand Wang Lin's face at all.
I just heard him say calmly: "Whether it's sex, money, or power, after all, it's just what the monks deserve through transactions."
"Everything in this world is subject to change, and various transactions are being conducted all the time!"
"Right now, you say what's yours and I say what's mine. It's a deal."
"In the sky, the sun goes and the moon comes, and day and night alternate. It's a transaction."
"The transcendent power you just mentioned was also obtained by trading with a powerful strength that is hard to find an opponent in the world. Before that, he had paid an unimaginable huge price!"
Huang Yi spoke slowly, citing various examples and demonstrating his theory from various angles. He looked focused, as if he had forgotten that there were people watching around him.
"Yi is the foundation of existence in this world! Even your peerless cultivation that makes the world and the gods weep is nothing more than a transaction with this great avenue of heaven and earth!"
Huang Yi said firmly, gradually turning his eyes to me, and a smile appeared on his tense face for the first time.
"So, Dongfangtian, why are you still hesitating? Come to my Yimen and teach you the supreme skills of changing the sky, changing the place, changing ghosts and gods, and changing destiny!" he said.
During this process, Wang Lin rarely refuted.
In fact, I understand that their Tao has its own characteristics, but their focus is different.
Even though I knew this, I still felt a little excited when Huang Yi said it, and I subconsciously nodded.
At this moment, I heard a burst of elegant and melodious music resounding in this forbidden space, and when I heard it, an old man with a white beard who came from nowhere had already arrived beside me.
He wears white clothes and robes, has a white beard and white hair, has an immortal air and a faint bones, and is awe-inspiring and fluttering in the wind.
His appearance is like having his own background music, melodious and dynamic.
Two completely different rhythms are intertwined, making people cry like complaining, but also like the sound of heaven, making people calm down easily.
Indeed, with his arrival, several people present stopped arguing. Whether it was Ouyang Hao, Wang Lin, Fang Fei, or Huang Yi, they all looked attentively listening.
At this moment, they were like the most devout students facing their teachers.
However, no matter how I look, I can't see where the old man's instrument is, as if he himself is the most perfect instrument in the world.
"My little friend, I am Boya, and Tian is the master of Lemen! If you don't mind, little friend, why not come to my Lemen?" He said with a smile.
Although he is old, his voice does not sound aged at all, and also has a sense of elegance and movement.
To be honest, I haven't had such a feeling of falling in love with someone at first sight for a long time, especially an old man.
But when facing this old man, I felt a sense of willingness to follow him for no reason, as if he had been waiting for me at this juncture of fate.
Seeing him made me think that the Lord of Dongfang Fort, Dongfang Win me!
They all have a magical charm that makes me feel a great sense of security just being around them.
But the more impulsive I was, the more unusual I felt, so I suppressed the desire to follow in my heart and asked: "What can I learn from joining the Lemen?"
Hearing my question, the old man looked at me in surprise, as if he didn't expect me to ask a question in this situation.
"Listen to the sound of Taoism, touch the great avenue of heaven and earth, step onto the pinnacle of the immortal way, and become a god in one fell swoop!" He said lightly, very elegantly.
There is no doubt that this old man is the least talkative of the sect leaders I have come into contact with, but his demeanor and words are so touching.
A few simple words completely aroused the desire in my heart.
But I just couldn't detect this desire and felt that I should be like this.
However, just when I was thinking about the meaning of his words and determined to make a balance, something strange happened.
I saw Ouyang Hao, Wang Lin, Huang Yi and Fang Fei let out a sigh of relief almost at the same time, and the pious look on their faces disappeared in an instant.
Then there was a look of embarrassment. First, Wang Lin, who had a hot temper, got angry and pointed at Boya and scolded: "You old man Boya, you are plotting against us by relying on your high level of cultivation. You really think that I, Wang Lin, are easy to bully."
What?"
"Brother Boya, you passed!" Even Ouyang Hao, who had always been good-tempered, was staring at Boya with a kind face at this moment.
This sentence alone clearly expressed the anger in his heart.
Huang Yi was silent throughout the whole process, but his momentum was rising for no reason. Obviously, if Boya couldn't give a reasonable answer, he might get angry at any time.
"Hmph!" Fang Fei was the only one who snorted coldly, not directly targeting Boya, but her expression was equally ugly. (To be continued)