Chapter 200 It is the truth, its name is chaos

"Greenskin, incredible."

Yan Ruyu looked at the greenskins in front of her. In just a few days, they had transformed from ordinary greenskins into greenskins with cultivation at the Dao Palace level. It was very exaggerated.

It takes a normal cultivator a few years, or even decades, to reach this stage.

However, for the greenskins, the time taken was only a few days, and it was a group improvement. The entire tribe had this "cultivation level", and it seemed that the floor line was the Dao Palace realm.

"They can't practice, but they evolve and adapt to the 'cultivation realm'. Is this normal..."

Not knowing what the answer was, Yan Ruyu concentrated and looked inward at the sea of ​​suffering that was changing within her.

Yan Ruyu's sea of ​​suffering is no longer the sea of ​​suffering that she had opened up through her practice, nor is it simply a seed of Tao.

The original Wheel Sea Realm had four levels: Sea of ​​Bitterness, Fountain of Life, Divine Bridge, and the Other Shore. Now, all of this has become an ordinary "Sea of ​​Bitterness".

The sea is boundless, and I, the god, reside in it, walking forward, not knowing where I am.

Divine power condensed and was born from the countless waves of the sea of ​​suffering. Its brilliance was like the rising sun, illuminating the world and penetrating the underworld.

Yan Ruyu clenched her fingers and could feel herself getting stronger.

"Dao Palace, the rest of the secret realms have disappeared."

Carefully feeling the changes in her body, Yan Ruyu also understood what changes had taken place in her cultivation method.

——The world is like a sea of ​​suffering, there is no end.

Every human being in the universe is struggling to cross the sea of ​​suffering. What they are struggling to cross is not only the external universe, but also the sea of ​​suffering within themselves.

From the sea of ​​suffering to the other shore, this seems to be a new way of practice, and the original one has been "covered".

"New method, could it be Ye Fan?"

Ye Fan’s thoughts determine everything, so if it is really because Ye Fan has a different understanding of cultivation, which leads to the fact that the method of cultivation in this universe is no longer the path to immortality in the five secret realms, but the self-improvement of crossing the sea of ​​suffering, then... this change is really possible.

Yan Ruyu clenched her fingers and her eyes were solemn. If this was true, then Beidou would usher in a fusion storm.

After thinking about it, Yan Ruyu changed direction and followed the guidance of the stand-in to a forest.

She took a deep breath and said in the direction of her instinct, "Lord Chaos."

"...What's the matter?" Bai Mo's figure appeared, but this time he was not the original Chaos Lord, but a ball of white light.

"Is it because of Ye Fan?"

Yan Ruyu didn't waste any words and asked directly: "Ye Fan caused everything that is happening now."

"Yes."

"What are the consequences?"

“…without consequence.”

Bai Mo spoke creepy words in a normal tone.

“The universe is a painting, and now, we are painting a new painting.”

"So, what about us?"

Yan Ruyu "understood" Bai Mo's consciousness and directly asked about the consequences and costs of doing so.

"Reincarnation, everything is the same as before."

The damn powerful is still the powerful, the strong is still the strong, the one who rules the world still rules the world, nothing has changed.

"...The heavy reality and the change in practice are the precursors of all this."

"You are right. When he finishes his journey to the West to preach, he will start all over again."

When a painting is completed, the "painting" underneath it will naturally be covered.

Yan Ruyu nodded, and after getting this answer, she flew towards Ye Fan's direction.

She was not the first person to come to Bai Mo. Many people who noticed bugs due to changes in their practice methods came to Bai Mo.

"So, this Journey to the West drama is really colorful." Bai Mo shook his head.

Ye Fan traveled west to preach, became a monk, passed down the teachings of various schools of thought, and changed the root disaster of the universe, the corrupt ideas and concepts that existed because of the monks. Yan Ruyu and those who came to Baimo hoped to take this Noah's Ark to the next era, eager to survive the natural disaster covered by the painting curtain.

"But I am one of them. The truth is a long and difficult road."

Raising his head slightly, Bai Mo looked at the rotten starry sky above his head and the stars with fus-filled pus, and smiled.

Using the Emperor System given by Ye Fan as a fulcrum, the existing bugs in the world as a fulcrum at one end, and these monks involved as a force, then...

“I can leverage the future.”

There is a price to all this.

Looking directly at Ye Fan, this is the pollution of the indescribable evil god that is bound to exist even when his memories are cut off again and again.

Because of Ye Fan's pollution, Pangbo became a monster that looked intact but was actually not a human being at all.

Because of Ye Fan's contamination, Gandalf was transformed from a wisp of white foam into the current incarnation of cosmic war.

Because of Ye Fan's pollution of the Green Emperor's Tomb, the plot inside can almost be described in completely different words from the original novel.

...The pollution of the indescribable evil god can turn those who come into contact with it into another "person" without realizing it.

Even if it is the same will and ideas, the same rational thoughts, and there is no change in the soul and body, it will lose the possibility for Ye Fan to create a painting.

It's like a spectator who jumped out of the chess game is pulled into the chessboard and becomes a chess piece.

“…………This is the price.” Bai Mo sighed.

If you want to gain knowledge, you must pay the price of learning; if you want to have a strong body, you must pay the price of exercise; if you want to grow up and become an adult, you must pay the price of time... If you want to see your destiny and know the future, you must face the ultimate.

…………

Ji Haoyue was panting. He looked at the cultivator who was thrown away from him, then he sat down on the ground weakly, holding onto the tree trunk.

Fighting is fun.

In this kind of environment, even the grass on the roadside might jump up and slap you.

Everywhere you can see howling fighting maniacs, shouting hope and future, then burning their lives and fighting with absolute will.

Ji Haoyue really found it hard to accept all this.

Cultivation should be about fellow Taoists chatting about everything under the sun, discussing Taoism with each other, competing with each other in martial arts, and comparing their magical powers... plus practicing in seclusion and gaining experience outside.

"Finally, we got rid of them."

"Dumped who?"

"..." Ji Haoyue's nerves reacted quickly. Before he could react, he immediately assumed a fighting stance and released his magical powers in the direction of the sound.

24 hours a day, Ji Haoyue fights all the time, and he has developed an instinctive reaction.

His current strength is much better than his initial self. He can kill people indiscriminately and kill them all in one move.

"fighting?"

At this time Ji Haoyue reacted, looked at the white light in front of him, and confirmed that it was not Zhan Fengzi, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"who are you?"

"Me? Just an ordinary XXX."

……… Ji Haoyue glanced from head to toe and asked directly: "Ordinary people, are there such ordinary people?"

"Of course I am, am I not?"

"What do you want?"

The white light trembled slightly, and then displayed a series of words.

"Do you want to know the truth about the world? Do you want to truly live?"

"Who are you?" Ji Haoyue ignored the question and directly asked about the identity of the white light in front of him.

"I am Chaos, who always walks by your side with a smile on my face. I ■■■■■■ say hello to you~!"

(End of this chapter)