After finishing his work, Nanfeng did not return to the other courtyard or go to Juetianling, and sat alone in the inn and pondered.

At the second update, Nanfeng opened his eyes and called the servants over, "Go and notify the people left during the day and let them come here."

The servants left, and soon after, everyone arrived one after another.

Starting from the Cave God, it was introduced by name.

Nanfeng sat at the table, looked down at the roster in his hand, and asked a question, "If you advance to Daluo, one day I will ask you, but what I ask for seems unfair to you, will you help me?"

Standing at the door was a young warrior in his twenties. When Nan Feng heard Nan Feng’s question, he was stunned. Nan Feng asked a dilemma. If he answered, it would be a false public service and a lack of justice. If he answered, it would be a ungrateful person and a loss of gratitude when crossing the river.

"It's very cold outside, don't let them wait too long." Nanfeng said.

"That depends on what's going on..."

"Only answer to help or not?" Nan Feng interrupted the man's head.

After finally getting here, the young warrior cherished it very much. Seeing that he might fail, he was panicked, "May I ask, Is one of these two answers correct?"

Nanfeng nodded.

The young warrior felt a little relaxed when he heard this. Although he didn't know which answer was correct, he had at least 50% chance of winning. After considering it, he said seriously, "Although the real person has recommended me, the things he asked for are unfair and I cannot help."

Nan Feng nodded and asked again, "If you become the Daluo Golden Immortal and have the power, what do you want to do the most?"

The young warrior was stunned again when he heard this. After hesitating, he shook his head and said, "I never thought about it."

"The poor people must have something hateful. Do you feel that is right?" Nan Feng asked again.

"this……"

"Just say it right?" Nan Feng interrupted the young warrior's words again.

"Can I let me think about it?" the young warrior did not dare to answer rashly.

Nanfeng nodded.

In fact, Nanfeng’s question is not complicated, but the simpler the question is, the more mysterious it is. Young warriors do not know Nanfeng’s intentions and dare not answer rashly.

After thinking about it, I still couldn't figure out Nan Feng's intentions, so I could only try my luck, "No."

Nanfeng never asked the other party for the basis for making this judgment, and threw it to the young man with his backhand, "Leave here immediately, on the eighth day of the first lunar month, take the jade bi down to Yunhua Mountain to watch the battle and listen to it."

The young warrior took the jade bi, thanked him nervously, and retreated in confusion. Nan Feng's move was just to ask him to go to Yunhua Mountain to listen to it, and he did not necessarily send him on the stage.

The young warrior retreated, and Nanfeng called another person in.

Nanfeng asked these three questions. Since outsiders heard his conversation with young warriors before, the answers were very straightforward and the time was shorter.

After asking three questions, I gave a jade bi as usual. I had agreed with Daluo Jinxian that no one could watch the battle in three directions. This jade bi was the token of going to Yunhua Mountain to watch the battle.

Shortly after the beginning, the fat man came and moved his chair and sat down next to Nanfeng, "What are you doing?"

"Let's talk about it later." Nan Feng waved his hand.

When he saw Nanfeng, the fat man knew that the time was not right, so he didn't ask. He brought the list and helped Nanfeng sing.

After the fourth update, after all the questions were asked, everyone left overnight and the inn returned to quiet.

There were servants in the inn. Seeing that the two of them were finished, they sent me a midnight snack.

"Why are you asking these three questions?" The fat man held it in for a long time and couldn't wait.

"Observe their character." Nan Feng said casually.

"Oh, I thought you were chatting with them." The fat man choked him.

Nan Feng took a spoon, put a bowl of sweet soup in front of the fat man, took the stack of lists and looked through them one by one.

The fat man couldn't help but ask again, "Tell me quickly, how are they right to answer?"

The south wind emanated from the spiritual energy to lay a barrier from the two of them, "You can guess it."

"You are not human brains now. God knows what you are thinking. I don't guess, you can say it quickly." The fat man urged.

"The first question, the answer to the gang is correct." Nan Feng said.

The fat man was both surprised and not surprised when he heard this, but he couldn't understand why Nan Feng had such an idea, "Tell me carefully."

"They are supported by me. After being in a high position, they should listen to me. Could it be that the people I support will help the enemy deal with me?" Nan Feng said. Some truths cannot be said in front of others, otherwise they will be criticized, but the fat man is not an outsider and will not be nitpicking.

"Don't you be fair?" the fat man smiled.

"If you listen to me, you will be unfair?" Nan Feng asked, "What I just asked was, 'If what I asked was unfair to them, would they help or not? The point is that in their opinion, these people's knowledge will definitely not be higher than me. What they think is right is not necessarily right, and what they think is wrong is not necessarily wrong. I naturally will not interfere in normal times, but if I know that the decision they made is wrong and want to correct it, I need to make sure they can adopt my opinions instead of being stubborn and being smart."

Fatty was satisfied with Nan Feng’s explanation, not only satisfied, but very satisfied, "the second one."

"After becoming Daluo, we will deal with private affairs first, but the regrets are correct. Any selfless thing is wrong," Nanfeng looked at the list page by page, "The Daluo Golden Immortal is also human beings. If you are a human being, you will be human. You will be self-reliant and then others will be the true human nature. Only by dealing with your own affairs first can you truly help others do things."

"If the court selects officials..."

"This is not the selection of officials, this is the selection of Daluo Jinxian. What I want to hear is not the fake Dakong." Nan Feng interrupted the fat man's words.

"Your question is a bit difficult for people. Even if they really think so, they dare not say it." The fat man smiled. He came soon after the selection. He heard most of the answers from most people. More than half of the people said on the second question that they were the first to mug the Cangsheng and benefit the people immediately.

"Shouldn't they tell me the truth?" Nan Feng asked back.

"It's right, it's right," the fat man replied repeatedly, "Tell me the last one, there must be something hateful about a poor person. Is this right or wrong?"

"No." Nanfeng shook his head.

"Ah? Why?" The fat man was so surprised. There were more people who continued to solve this problem than the second question.

"The poor people must have something hateful. This statement seems to be both yin and yang, and the positive and negative coexist, and fair and comprehensive, but in fact it is not the case," Nanfeng shook his head slowly, "Pity is the cause, hateful is the consequence. They are not the two sides of yin and yang, and cannot be treated equally. Hateful is often caused by pity. They cannot offset their pity because of their hatefulness. They should be traced up and found the source of pity. If the source of pity is eliminated and this person is still hateful, then he has never been pitiful. If the source of pity is eliminated and this person is no longer hateful, then he has never been hateful."

Nan Feng said it hard and profound, and the fat man was too lazy to be too lazy to be brain-wrenching, "Speak human words, speak human words."

"A dog goes to eat shit, it depends on why it goes to eat. If it is hungry, it should not be blamed. It has enough stuff to fill its stomach. If it still goes to eat shit, it is a bad dog." Nanfeng gave an example.

"No dogs don't eat shit. You are not good at fighting," the fat man waved his hands repeatedly.

Nanfeng did not answer the conversation.

The fat man knew that he was a little quarrel, so he stopped engaging in this issue and asked, "I still don't quite understand, why are you doing this for them?"

"See whether they are really just, and whether they really have a kind heart." Nan Feng said, "God's grace is like the sea, and divine power is like a prison. Gratitude must be taken into account, but grace must not be each 50%. If you can be grateful, it is best not to punish you. Those who think this sentence is right will see more hateful in their eyes. Those who think this sentence is wrong will see more pitiful in their eyes, the latter is more fair and compassionate in their nature."

"Are you merciful?" the fat man asked with a smile.

"Compassion," Nanfeng nodded slowly, "If I were not compassionate, the three realms would have already suffered a lot."

The fat man cleared his doubts and pushed the pastry to Nanfeng, "You can eat something too."

Nanfeng shook his head.

The fat man had drunk the soup, ate a few pieces of pastries, and asked, "Did you choose?"

Nanfeng did not answer the fat man's question, but stood up, walked to the brazier, and threw the stack of lists into the brazier.

"Hey hey, so many, have you remembered you?" the fat man shouted.

"I can remember no matter how many of them." Nan Feng said. The direct consequence of comprehending the Book of Heaven is to open up the mind and spiritual consciousness, and it is nothing to remember after reading it.

Back at the table, Nanfeng took another stack, which recorded the specific locations of the purple aura aliens, and they needed to go and explore one by one.

"Who did you choose?" the fat man asked curiously.

"You will know then." Nan Feng said casually.

The fat man was so unhappy when he heard this. He listened to Nanfeng’s implications. He didn’t want to tell him the specific candidate before the fight. How could this work? He asked questions, but Nanfeng just didn’t say it, and asked again, but he wouldn’t say it.

"You have to make us understand it." The fat man was anxious.

"You know too many things have disadvantages but not benefits, and I know it myself." Nan Feng shook his head.

The fat man got angry, pushed the pot and left with a slightest touch.

Nanfeng did not try to keep an explanation, nor did he get up to close the door that the fat man had fallen open. He just sat at his desk and slowly flipped through the stack of paper in his hand.

After half a stick of incense, Nanfeng stood up and threw the stack of paper into the brazier.

After the paper turned into ashes, he turned around and walked out of the door. He did not go to Juetianling or return to the other courtyard, but teleported to Qiping Mountain thousands of miles away.

This is an uninhabited mountain. The official road in the Northern Zhou Dynasty passes between two peaks. There is a huge deep pit on the west side of the official road. There are many elm trees inside and outside the deep pit, the big one is about a foot thick.

It was also snowing here, and Nanfeng sat down from a bluestone on the edge of the deep pit. The reason why he didn't tell the fat man about the results of the selection was because the results of the selection were not satisfactory. Less than ten people answered all three questions correctly. Next, he had to go quietly and observe again in secret. It was afraid that it would be difficult for anyone to use it.

After Nanfeng sat down, he did not move again, and the flying snowflakes gradually accumulated from him.
Chapter completed!