Chapter 189: Preaching Good and Evil, Standard Plot

What is Tao?
If it was Ye Fan from the original series, then his answer would be invincible in the world, sweeping across the ancient and modern times, becoming the emperor, and ascending to become an immortal!
Ye Fan no longer answers like this now.

Everything about Beidou was like a beautiful dream. In the dream, there was an invincible ancient holy body, the supreme immortal scripture in the bronze coffin, and the enlightenment of the Qing Emperor's teachings. The road to becoming the great emperor was so clear and obvious.

As for the price paid for this beautiful dream.

A Wheel Sea cultivator needs to rule a country, that is, a country like Yan with tens of millions of people, and the Dao Palace above the Wheel Sea, the Four Poles above the Dao Palace... these are stacked up like a pyramid, and the actual impact they produce is the price.

Some people died, some planets were destroyed, some races were massacred, and chaotic wars affected the universe... Compared with achieving enlightenment and becoming an emperor, and ascending to become an immortal, it was really too easy.

"What is Tao? I have thousands of words to describe it, but in the end, it is still the common people in the world."

After saying that, Ye Fan reached out and touched Yan Wuxia's forehead.

The light condensed at his fingertips; this was the thought of all living things that he saw under Gandalf's fist.

The monks may be good people. Perhaps those righteous monks are kind, great, and bright.

But what is the use of these insignificant lights?

Millions of years ago, when the Tao was preached without any educational guidance, the transmission of the Tao gave birth to nothing but evil, the most evil and essential existence!
In order to survive and not be regarded as "food" by other monks, monks can only become stronger. If you don't eat others, others will eat you. There is no scruple, everything is for survival, everything is for survival.

"In order to survive, a cultivator must kill. Kill all the way, keep killing, and kill all the cultivators who compete with him... until he becomes emperor." Yan Wuxia looked at the universe from Ye Fan's perspective.

The cultivators’ Taoism is so brilliant, but beyond this brilliant light, have you ever seen the ants and common people below?
The emperor sacrificed his life to protect the truth and save all living beings in the universe.

But isn't this all caused by you?

The fighting among cultivators, the collision of Taoism and the contest of magical powers, these are the stage for geniuses, what are mortal ants to them?

We ordinary ants are so powerless when facing the strong. In the end, we can only swing our last fist and can only win in the face of life and death.

Failure means death, so the only option we can have is victory!

"I want to live, so I choose to kill. I want power, so I choose to burn, kill and plunder. I want power, so I uproot the sect and establish my own country..."

Yan Wuxia covered her forehead and stepped back unconsciously. These thoughts and realities shattered Yan Wuxia's glorious image of the Immortal Master.

Bai Mo told her the truth, but after all, Yan Wuxia's own perception of the Immortal Master had always existed due to the influence of her surroundings over the years, and it was impossible for her to completely form a different image of the Immortal Master in an instant.

But now, the truth told to her by Ye Fan made Yan Wuxia completely give up.

Immortal masters are not great. From a certain perspective, they are just like you, fighting for survival.

"Is this the Immortal Master?"

Yes, this is the Immortal Master.

Ye Fan didn't say anything, but his eyes gave the answer.

Yan Wuxia lowered her head, and she suddenly realized that she was not actually opposed to such a cruel universe. Instead, she wanted to join it and become an empress!
Her inner desire told her that she longed for all of this.

Yan Wuxia clenched her fingers, covered her face, and suppressed the crazy thoughts in her heart.

At this time, Ye Fan asked casually: "What is your Tao?"

"…Live." Live by any means necessary.

Ye Fan nodded.

To live, what a simple word, but how many people can live? In order to live, how many people stumble forward on corpses. "I will teach you good and evil morality."

Listening to Ye Fan's words, Yan Wuxia nodded, followed Ye Fan's footsteps, and the two picked up the carved bamboo slips.

"Good and evil, such simple two words, but it takes tens of millions of years to make up for it." Bai Mo couldn't help but sigh.

In the real world, Ye Fan was just teaching the people of Yan State what is good and what is evil. All he did was to preach in the Jixia Academy according to the words of various schools of thought, trying to make the concept of good and evil appear in the hearts of the cultivators.

Even though this spark is insignificant, it will inevitably spread like wildfire under the inheritance of the spark.

In another world, an unspeakable evil god is transforming the rotten world.

This indescribable evil god waved his arms, and he spread out billowing black smoke to cover the surroundings. In the shrouded world, the corruption and distortion were suppressed. Or it could be said that he was assimilated into the indescribable evil god and became a part of it.

Bai Mo shook his head slightly, crushed his eyeballs, and tore off the third arm that had grown.

In fact, he had already anticipated this result.

Although the path chosen by Ye Fan seems to bring salvation to the people, he is prepared to suppress the plague of madness that exists in the concept of monks by healing the ideological corruption.

Just as a doctor heals, relieves corruption, and brings the way to salvation.

But Ye Fan himself is the biggest source of trouble after all.

The Gandalf, the Tianli Sect, and the plague that are portrayed today are actually all based on Ye Fan.

If the cultivation world created by Ye Fan did not exist, Beidou and even the premise of the cultivation method, everything here would be just empty talk.

"However, this change has brought about new waves." Bai Mo turned his head and looked in the direction of the Yan State's royal palace.

Ye Fan is the protagonist, and the standard routine of the protagonist is to attract all kinds of events.

As long as you are the protagonist, it is inevitable that various conflicts will arise, even if they did not exist originally.

It’s like a computer in a youth campus novel that was originally working normally. Once the protagonist encounters it, a series of things will inevitably happen because of this computer - the senior schoolmate comes to ask for repairs, the junior schoolmate contacts him by chance, and he encounters trolls on the Internet... In short, routines are indispensable.

Bai Mo walked up to the Yan State's palace silently.

"Father, the neighboring country's soldiers are approaching and demanding that Princess Wuxia marry the king of that country."

In the court, the elders of three dynasties were talking about the news.

The troops were on the verge of arriving, and within a few months, the soldiers of the neighboring countries were united, and the king confidently handed over the military power to the general.

"It's the same old routine." It wasn't difficult for Bai Mo to guess what would happen next.

Because of the relationship between Yan Wuxia and Ye Fan, when she was trying to find a way to become the heroine, the corresponding price also appeared.

"The next step is to arrange a blind date to withdraw the troops."

What happened in the court was just as Bai Mo had imagined. A group of people chattered for a long time and finally came up with the idea of ​​sending Yan Wuxia to go on a blind date and end the war.

That makes sense, doesn't it?
Yan Wuxia of Yan State became Ye Fan's apprentice, then encountered an invasion from another country, then led his troops to defeat the neighboring army, then the immortal master came to the fore, and then he competed with this Beidou practitioner.

Bai Mo raised his head slightly and watched Yan Wuxia's substitute, the Qionglong, flap its wings and grow a second head.

(End of this chapter)