Chapter 452 What Is Good and Evil

"What is good and evil?"

A voice of the Tao resounded in He Jun's mind.

He Jun's consciousness was deeply immersed in a space, and he could not see anything around him.

Only that dazzling light seemed to be the source of the voice.

"Good and evil come from the heart. I think, therefore I am. What I think is good is good, and what I think is evil is evil."

He Jun didn't know what the voice was saying suddenly.

But he still followed his heart and answered the question.

"Wrong!"

The voice suddenly increased its volume:

"Those who help others are good, and those who commit crimes are evil!"

He Jun disagreed with this.

But this voice seemed to have a unique attraction.

It was trying to invade He Jun's mind and then forcibly distort his cognition.

"Good and evil are invisible, and people's knowledge gives them shape."

"What I think is good is evil in the eyes of others."

"What I think is evil may also be good in the eyes of others."

He Jun can still maintain his own thoughts and confront the voice of the Tao.

"You don't know good and evil, you are a person who can't distinguish good and evil!"

"If you want to achieve the highest, you must first distinguish good and evil!"

The voice of the Tao could not hear any emotional ups and downs.

But the increasingly loud voice made He Jun feel that it was a little anxious.

"Didn't I say it? I think he is good if he is good, and I think he is evil if he is evil."

"Aren't the good and evil you say the same as what most people think of as good and evil?"

He Jun was too lazy to argue with the other party.

He wanted to try to leave this space.

However, he found that he didn't seem to know how to get in.

Not to mention how to get out.

"Hiss..."

"Isn't this right?"

He Jun looked around in confusion.

Isn't this my spiritual world?

What's the matter if I can't get out?

"Your view of good and evil is distorted. If you can't modify it, it will be a disaster to the world if you let it go!"

The voice of the Tao continued to speak.

"I believe it, isn't it okay if I believe it?"

He Jun pouted, and after trying to leave in vain, he spoke in the direction of the light.

Can I only coax this guy first before I can get out?

He is the best at coaxing people.

"Speaking like a silver tongue! There is not a single word of truth in your mouth!"

The Voice of the Great Dao seemed a little angry.

But it knew that He Jun could not leave here.

So, he continued:

"What is good and evil!"

"Your mother..."

... ...

I don't know how long it took.

"What is good and evil?"

The voice of the Great Dao began to become gradually depressed after lobbying day after day.

"The good and evil I said are good and evil, and everything in the world is formed by my subjectivity!"

In some aspects, He Jun is a pure stubborn person.

No one can convince him.

"Good and evil are..."

The Voice of the Great Dao repeated these words more than tens of millions of times.

And He Jun could always come up with something new every time.

It's not that the Voice of the Great Dao is tired.

No matter how powerful the Fruit of Distinguishing Good and Evil is, he is just at a higher level.

Without the nourishment of the Tree of Distinguishing Good and Evil, the less energy this fruit has, the better.

Day after day, not only did it fail to convince He Jun.

It even almost exhausted its own energy.

But what about He Jun?

He was still stubborn and stuck to his own point of view.

"Stubborn and unteachable!"

"People like you will never succeed!"

This was the most common thing the Voice of the Great Dao said.

But this time, the volume was much lower.

He Jun could clearly sense that its energy was almost exhausted.

"Hehehe, do you still want to waste it with me?"

He Jun shook his head and ignored the other party.

He knew why the fruit of distinguishing good and evil could drag him, a quasi-saint, even though it did not change the ability of the quasi-saint.

It was all because of the fruit of life!

It was not that He Jun had no effect after eating this thing, but that it served as a nutrient for the fruit of distinguishing good and evil.

"I will never eat anything randomly next time."

"By the way, I'll tell you that your point of view is the same as mine."

He Jun looked at the gradually dissipating light and spoke slowly.

As long as the light disappeared, he could return to reality.

So, he talked a little more.

"How can I be the same as someone like you?"

"You ask me what is good and evil, isn't it just to instill your own good and evil into me?"

"Then why do you clearly confirm what is good and evil?"

He Jun floated in the air, his hands supporting his knees.

This look is extremely comfortable.

"So-called preaching..."

"It's just to instill your thoughts into others and then replace them."

"Are other people's things suitable for you?"

He Jun's questioning silenced the voice of the Tao for the first time.

It may also be because of insufficient energy that they don't want to listen to He Jun's "wrong ideas".

It may also be because they simply don't want to bother him.

"Think about it yourself."

"You still look so high and mighty."

"You can't even convince a half-baked quasi-saint like me, it's pure nonsense."

He Jun waved his hand.

The confinement of the surrounding space has disappeared without a trace.

"By the way, who are you?"

When He Jun left the consciousness space, he took a last look at the light.

The golden light faded, revealing a figure.

It was a man.

Tall and slender, with long white hair tied into a ponytail that fell to the back of the waist.

His silky robe fluttered without wind.

"Hehehe..."

"I can't convince you..."

The man actually spoke.

The voice in his mouth was very similar to the sound of the avenue before.

He Jun was sure that it was this man who had been talking nonsense to him for a long time!

"I don't want to get involved with you about the subsequent cause and effect."

"Or, get involved with you about the 'cause'."

"So what exactly do you..."

He Jun almost hated these riddlers.

Just as he was about to get to the bottom of it, the scene around him began to change.

In the lush forest, a strange creature with wings and eyes was still crawling at his feet.

"Tsk, that's it?"

He Jun held his forehead, his head was swollen.

It was as if something suddenly got into his brain after he came out.

It hurts a lot now.

"Cherubim, how long have I slept?"

After a while, He Jun stood up and looked at the cherubim on the ground.

"Three...three..."

The other party spoke tremblingly, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Three years?"

"Three months?"

When He Jun said a word, the other party shook his head violently.

"How long? Tell me!"

He Jun had a bad feeling in his heart.

I couldn't have slept for three centuries?

Or did tens of millions of years really pass?

What about Ling Kun?

"Three...three seconds..."

The cherubim still didn't dare to raise his head.

This kind of angel has too absolute a concept of good and evil.

So even if He Jun wants to change, it won't happen overnight.

What's more, what does this look have to do with him?