Chapter 184 The road is like water, falling on all living things

"Transform into a mortal." Bai Mo stretched out his hand and snapped his nails, recalling the changes that Ye Fan brought in his mind.

It is really hard to imagine that Ye Fan, who has already cultivated the ancient holy body to a small degree of success and can beat the powerful to death, would teach like an ordinary person.

If this scene appeared in the original "The Great Ruler" series, it would probably shock a lot of people.

Strolling in the country of Yan, Bai Mo walked casually.

In a world that ordinary people cannot see, Ye Fan’s preaching ultimately brought about changes.

Beidou, this universe is a cruel world.

In order to survive and not die in the fighting among monks, all monks, whether human or not, were thrown into a vortex of crazy involution.

They want to live, they long to live, but they have to fight for their relatives and friends.

Are they wrong? No.

To survive, you have to kill others. There is nothing wrong with fighting to survive.

And what did the resulting bloody battle bring to the monks?

The answer is destruction, ruin, and plunder, which is all these monks did to humanity.

For all living beings, no matter what kind of cultivator they are, what sect or holy land they come from, or what their personal inheritance is, the impact they bring is the same disaster.

This is a reality that will not change. Even if a monk is great and glorious, as long as he is a monk, he will commit "corresponding" sins.

Bai Mo followed, pedestrians on both sides of the street were coming and going in a hurry, and these ordinary children were singing.

"When a person is born, his nature is good. Natures are close, but habits make them different. If there is no teaching, nature will change. The way to teach is to be specialized..."

Stopping in his tracks, Bai Mo slightly let go of the image of another world that was suppressed in his memory, and looked at the State of Yan from the perspective of another world.

The universe was rotten and the people were in confusion, but now there is a turning point and change.

These ordinary people don’t know what these songs mean, and if no one guides or teaches them, these children will forget them as they grow up.

But those taught by Ye Fan will teach them, just like a torch, passed down from generation to generation.

"So, is this the path you chose?" Bai Mo raised his eyebrows and his expression changed several times.

Ye Fan changed after all.

Now Ye Fan’s fist is not the so-called invincible “Emperor’s Fist” of magical powers, but the fist of humanity and all living things.

His fighting was not for his own practice, but for the ordinary people and all living beings he saw in this universe.

Gandalf's fist mark gave Ye Fan too many insights. He saw countless ordinary people like ants punching towards the subspace, and those people had no choice but to win.

In such a massive fight among all living beings, an idea came to Ye Fan’s mind - to help them.

When this thought arises in your mind, it is already the fruit of Tathagata.

Shaking his head, Bai Mo walked on the street, looking at the changes brought about by Ye Fan.

If you compare the changes, you will find that the teachings over the past few months have not changed at all. People still live their lives as they should, and the so-called common people have not changed at all.

"The root of all this comes from the Tao seeds from millions of years ago. The huge cause and effect accumulated from the fighting between cultivators in the past cannot be changed so easily." Bai Mo said in a flat tone.

He could see the reality that Ye Fan had spent ten or even a hundred years to no avail.

What Ye Fan did did not really change anything. He was just an ordinary teacher.

The Jixia Academy did not offer any other way of cultivation. It only told you what a person should do, what was good and what was evil.

Bai Mo knew very well that Ye Fan was making up for it now. Millions of years ago, the method of cultivation was passed down, but there was no so-called upbringing and education, and no one told the practitioners what was good and what was evil. Ye Fan must now make up for this missing link.

The universe of rotten thoughts needs treatment. The ubiquitous plague, the fallen order, and the thoughts of the practitioners... This crazy universe needs an operation. Ye Fan can only advance bit by bit at a slow speed through the enlightenment of his thoughts.

Bai Mo stopped and looked at the group of ordinary people in ragged clothes, sitting in a shabby house in front of him.

Even though there are monks here, there are also slums in the country of Yan, and ordinary people in rags begging.

"substitute…"

Bai Mo looked at the group of young men in front of him. Among their stand-ins, there was a very special one, one with a more peculiar style among the group of tentacle people.

The deformed skeleton was waving its own body bones in its hands and fighting against a monster.

Bai Mo pinched the magic spell in his hand, and the next moment, he changed his appearance again into the appearance of the leader of the Tianli Sect.

After waiting for most of the people nearby to disperse, Bai Mo moved to his side.

"Young man, do you desire power?"

The boy whom Bai Mo mistook for a young boy was an ordinary man wearing patched clothes with holes in his clothes. He was gritting his teeth and holding a broken bowl in his hand.

"Master!" The young man had no other thoughts. His first reaction after seeing Bai Mo was to kneel down with a plop. He lowered his head and dared not look directly at Bai Mo, as if he was afraid that his eyes would be gouged out for looking directly at the Master.

It was obvious that this was not the first time he had met the Immortal Master.

This is also normal. As an ordinary person, after seeing the immortal master, the best choice is to leave and not get close.

Because compared to ordinary people, even if the immortal master stirs up a tiny wind, it is a very terrifying storm for ordinary people.

For immortal masters, that is, practitioners, the aftermath of a small battle is enough to kill ordinary people.

When the powerful ones fight each other, who knows how many ordinary people will die.

Shaking his head, Bai Mo waved his hand casually, and a force lifted the boy's head up.

"Now, I will tell you the truth."

With a faint glow on her fingertips, Bai Mo reached out and pressed her hand on his forehead.

The next moment, the young man felt what Bai Mo saw in front of him, as well as all the related contents of Beidou and the universe.

And the most important teachings related to "Tianlijiao".

"As long as you embark on this path, power will naturally be in your hands."

Baimo did not lie, this is the truth.

Ye Fan's path to redemption is to heal the rot that exists in these people's minds and fill in the missing link in a cultural way.

Speaking of killing, this method does not require killing all the monks in the universe, but slaughtering the universe alone.

But there is also a relative disadvantage, which is that it takes too long for all living beings to swing the knife at the corrupt world.

“You just need to step into it, become a flame, try to light yourself and others, and pave the way forward, then you will gain strength.”

After leaving a few words, Bai Mo turned and left, heading to the next supporting actor whose substitute had very distinctive characteristics.

After a while, the boy, who had woken up from the confused memories in his mind, raised his head and clenched his fists.

Only when a person truly recognizes reality can he grow.

“I would change everything.”

(End of this chapter)