Chapter 191 Bodhi, Tripitaka Sutra
"...It is impossible to bloodbath the universe." Bai Mo raised his mouth after hearing Ye Fan's words.
Interesting words, but if slaughtering the universe is good, then would you refuse?
[Host, how do you save the world]
Listening to the question of the "system", Ye Fan slowly walked to an ordinary small tree in the backyard.
"Bodhi seed."
[Host, Buddha can't change]
"Buddha can't do it, it's true." Ye Fan said in a normal tone: "Everyone in Ximo respects Buddha, and I don't know how many people practice Buddhist scriptures, but nothing has changed."
"So, I will preach and pass down the true avenue."
The words of the sages, these seemingly ordinary classics and cultures will tell the monks of this universe what is good and evil, right and wrong under Ye Fan's preaching.
Of course, since these classics are not the so-called scriptures of practicing Taoism, Ye Fan himself understands that there are very few people who are really willing to change.
Those who really have this idea are just firewood, insignificant, and may be extinguished at any time, leaving only embers.
But as long as there is a change, it can heal the rotten thoughts of the monks. It is good enough to not destroy the universe and slaughter this era.
"I should be the Tripitaka, pass down the true scriptures, and teach all living beings good and evil."
Ye Fan's tone was ordinary, but the sea of suffering in his body rolled up endless divine light. The emperor in the ancient temple lowered his eyebrows and raised his hand to try to hold all living beings.
Above this sea of suffering, Gandalf's fist prints showed one after another reflection of life itself. They struggled in it and tried to get salvation powerlessly.
One by one, Ye Fan appeared in front of them, holding their palms and trying to pull them out of the abyss of despair.
The world is like a sea of suffering, all living beings are suffering, I should save all living beings.
"System, give me more information, I want to learn."
[Steam Electricity Era...]
After reading Ye Fan's behavior, Bai Mo raised his hand slightly and calculated the possible developments in the future.
Ye Fan chose to become the Tripitaka, starting with practical actions to verify what should be done in the true scriptures, and wrote down the three volumes of "Scriptures, Theories, and Laws" word by word.
And this is just the beginning, and the Three Treasures will be passed down later.
"Ye Fan suddenly realized, set out from Yan State, traveled all the way west, preached, taught, and answered questions, Journey to the West?"
Similar, but not the same, the journey to the west is to seek the true scriptures, and what Ye Fan did is to spread the true scriptures.
"The three disciples of Journey to the West..."
Bai Mo thought with his chin in his hand.
Ye Fan was going to compile the true scriptures through the Emperor System, and then preach to all living beings and travel west to Lingshan. How could three disciples be missing in this process?
Speaking of Journey to the West, this famous character is inseparable - Sun Wukong.
Squinting his eyes, Bai Mo scattered his thoughts and considered the nature of Sun Wukong and the candidates.
"Sun Wukong, the original Holy Prince is very suitable, and the cause and effect between the two also exist, so there is no need to intervene too much.
But now it seems that he is no longer qualified. Ye Fan is going to preach and change everything in the universe, so Sun Wukong must match his status."
"Sun Wukong's personality, and his warlike, fighting to the death..."
As if thinking of something, Bai Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.
Can the fighting spirit of all living beings, that is, the shaped Gandalf, be used as Sun Wukong!
Ye Fan subdued Sun Wukong, which means that he suppressed the absolute fighting spirit of the universe and made the monks a little more normal?
"God of War, give it a try."
Bai Mo did what he said, and stretched out his hand to throw out his part of the chaotic memory crystal and part of himself.
According to normal evolution, it will become a green skin.
But after Bai Mo pinched his fingers and shaped the relevant probability of Gandalf into it, it changed from a green skin to a stone.
After becoming a stone, it began to absorb the fighting spirit of the universe continuously, just like breathing, swallowing and spitting out this invisible crazy fighting will.
At present, Gandalf is a real existence. He is no longer a fictitious memory of Bai Mo, but a condensation of the fighting spirit of all living beings in the subspace.
The universe enters a new version of absolute fighting spirit because the white-robed sword saint Gandalf really exists.
Every monk is now influenced by Gandalf, and this stone monkey is no exception.
"The first time, the stone monkey is born."
As Bai Mo finished speaking, the originally normal stone suddenly exploded.
"Hehehe!" A thin monkey with red and black fur walked out of the smoke of the stone explosion.
The monkey didn't know who he was. In his mind, there were only those scenes of fighting and fighting that were constantly boiling with blood. Because Gandalf was too powerful, it only remembered how to beat the enemy in front of it with fists.
"No matter." The monkey closed his eyes and the fighting spirit in his body continued to accumulate.
It now has only one idea-fight this fucking world!
The monkey's hair rose up, and a golden airflow burst out of his body, and the breath tore everything here, as if the end of the world had come.
"Break it for me!!"
With a roar, the monkey's cultivation level instantly completed several leaps and became a cultivator with perfected wheel sea.
"Hmm..." The monkey looked up and looked at a group of cultivators attracted by his aura in the distance, his eyes were fierce and his blood was boiling.
"Brother, this cultivator in front of you is worth a fight!"
One of the cultivators suddenly spoke.
After seeing the monkey, an idea came into his mind.
——This enemy in front of him is worth a fight.
The next moment, the man rushed towards the monkey.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, Jie, let's fight!" After the monkey said it, its arms shook, and there was a breaking sound in the air. It took one step, like a meteor falling.
The terrifying aura overturned the group of Yan Kingdom Immortal Masters in front of them. The monk was shattered into a lump of meat paste before he got close to the monkey. The air waves rolled and everything within a hundred miles nearby was annihilated and destroyed, leaving only a big pit.
"A group of soft-footed shrimps." The monkey commented, then turned to look at the white-robed boy walking from the horizon with a ferocious look.
"You are worth fighting for."
The white-robed boy, Ye Fan, shook his head and put his hands behind his back: "Who are you?"
"I don't know." The monkey replied honestly: "I only know how to fight the damn world!"
Hearing this answer, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, already having a guess in his heart.
But without thinking deeply, Ye Fan clenched his fist and hit the monkey in front of him. If it continues to rage, everyone in this country will die from the monkey's madness.
"Okay, let's fight!"
Seeing Ye Fan take action, the monkey rushed towards Ye Fan with joy on his face.
The two of them were like the earth and the moon clashing against each other, and the shock wave set off in an instant turned the virgin forest within a thousand miles into the ruins of a nuclear bomb.
This is just the beginning, as the monkey's desire for battle begins, its strength begins to grow by leaps and bounds.
With one punch and one kick, the monkey did not fall behind under Ye Fan's ancient holy body. From the beginning to one-sided beating, the monkey was able to take several of Ye Fan's moves.
It is hard to imagine this matter. With the legendary ancient holy body and the Taoism practiced by Ye Fan, his strength is actually on a par with a monkey in the wheel sea realm.
"Invincible in the world, enemies come from heaven."
Bai Mo commented like this while watching the battle between the two.
Sun Wukong is the god of war in skin. He has not thought about his identity yet and can only wield power superficially.
If it really recognizes its own essence, then Ye Fan must also show his trump card.
At that point, it will really be a battle between the Young Emperors.