Chapter 184 The Road Is Like Water, and It Falls on All Living Things

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

It is really hard to imagine that Ye Fan, who has been tempered to a small success and can beat the mighty to death, would teach like a mortal.

If this picture appeared in the original Heaven-shading series, it would probably shock a lot of people.

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

In a world that ordinary people cannot see, Ye Fan's preaching has brought changes after all.

Beidou, this universe is a cruel world.

In order to survive, stay alive, and not die because of the fighting of cultivators, all cultivators, whether human or not, are thrown into a vortex of crazy involution.

They want to live, they long to live, and they have to choose to fight because of their relatives and friends.

Are they wrong? No.

To live, so you have to kill others, there is nothing wrong with this way of fighting to live.

And what did the cultivators who fought bloody battles bring.

The answer is destruction, destruction, and plunder, which is what these cultivators did to humanity.

For all living beings, no matter what kind of cultivator, what sect or holy place they come from, and what the personal thoughts and ideas of the inheritance are, the impact brought is the same disaster.

This is a reality that will not change. Even if a cultivator is great in light, as long as he is a cultivator, he will have "corresponding" sins.

Bai Mo then walked, pedestrians on both sides of the street came and went in a hurry, and these ordinary children sang songs.

"When a person is born, his nature is good. Natures are close, but habits are different. If you don't teach, nature will change. The way of teaching is to be specialized..."

Stopping his steps, Bai Mo slightly put down the picture of another world suppressed in his memory, and looked at the Yan State from the perspective of another world.

The rotten universe, the muddleheaded people, but now it has ushered in a turning point and change.

These ordinary people don't know what these songs mean. If no one guides and teaches, then these children will forget as they grow up.

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

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

Ye Fan has changed after all.

Ye Fan now, his fist is not the so-called invincible "Emperor Fist" of magical powers, but the fist of humanity.

His fighting is not for himself, but for the ordinary people and all living beings in this universe that he sees.

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

In such a huge fight among all living beings, Ye Fan had an idea in his heart-to help them.

This thought in his heart is already the fruit of Tathagata.

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

In fact, if you compare this change, you will find that the teaching in the past few months has not shown any performance at all. How to live is still how to live, the so-called civilians have not changed at all.

"The root of all this comes from the Tao seeds millions of years ago. The huge cause and effect accumulated by the past cultivators fighting each other 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 without any effect.

Ye Fan's actions did not really change anything. He was just an ordinary teacher.

Jixia Academy did not have another way of cultivation. It only told you what a person should do and what was good and what was evil.

Bai Mo knew very well that Ye Fan was making up for it now.

The method of cultivation was passed down millions of years ago, 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 a group of ordinary people in ragged clothes sitting in a broken house in front of him.

Even if there are cultivators here, there are slums in the country of Yan, and there are ordinary people begging in ragged clothes.

"Substitute..."

Bai Mo looked at the group of teenagers in front of him. There was a very special substitute among them. He was the one with the most unique style among the tentacle people.

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

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

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

"Young man, do you desire power?"

The young man who was called a young man by Bai Mo was an ordinary person wearing a patched dress. He gritted his teeth and held a broken bowl in his hand.

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

Obviously, this was not the first time he saw the Master.

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

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

For the immortal master, that is, the cultivator, the aftermath of a small battle is also the kind that ordinary people will die if they touch it.

I don’t know how many ordinary people will die in a battle between the great powers.

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

"Now, I will tell you the truth of everything."

With a faint light on his fingertips, Bai Mo stretched out his hand and pressed it on his forehead.

The next moment, the boy felt what Bai Mo saw in front of him, as well as the relevant content of Beidou and the universe.

And the most important "Tianlijiao" related doctrines.

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

Bai Mo did not lie, this is the truth.

Ye Fan’s road to redemption is to heal the rot in these people’s minds and fill the missing link in a cultural way.

In terms of killing, this method does not require killing all the cultivators in the universe and slaughtering the universe alone.

But there is also a relative disadvantage, that is, it takes too long to swing the knife from all living beings to the rotten world.

"You just need to step into it, become the fire, try to ignite yourself, ignite others, and pave the way for the future, then you will gain strength."

After leaving a paragraph, Bai Mo turned and left, heading to the next supporting role with a very distinctive substitute.

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

When a person really recognizes the reality, he will grow.

"I will change everything."