Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

Chapter 187 Haruhi Suzumiya·Ye Fan

"Alive, you are really living in dire straits." Ghost Baimo said with pity.

Living in a world like this, what kind of Bear Grylls single-player extreme survival is this?

"I'm used to it." Zhetian Baimo shook his head.

"By the way, this world is like this, what is the protagonist Ye Fan doing now?"

Pirate Baimo said suddenly.

If Zhe Tian is a world of struggle for survival, then what is the situation of the so-called protagonist Ye Fan?

The path of cultivation of restraint is still the original version of the Emperor of Heaven suppressing evil spirits.

"Haruhi Suzumiya, I can only use this word to call you."

What Ye Fan thinks is reality, and what he thinks is the true meaning of the universe.

Only his timeline is normal. Apart from him, all the monks who seem to exist and who really exist...are all fictional.

Zhetian Baimo said cruel words calmly: "Zhetian Universe is a replica of Haruhi Suzumiya's Another World."

"Because of Beidou's belief, everything in the universe has happened."

"There seems to be something wrong, right?" Ghost Baimo held his chin in thought.

"If everything is caused by Ye Fan, then the effect before the cause does not exist, which means Beidou may not actually exist."

"The timeline starts with Ye Fan and extends downwards. Then Jiulong pulls the coffin and he believes that cultivating immortals exists."

The white foam covering the sky tapped the back of his hand with his fingers.

Analyze the situation based on what you already know.

First of all, Ye Fan's timeline is normal, and it is the space-time line that this universe considers. He subjectively believes in the existence of immortality cultivators, that is to say, existences such as "Tianwen" and "ancient thousand-year-old monks", and fantasizes about a real and feasible world of immortality cultivation.

"The reason why Jiulong pulled the coffin in the first place was because he believed in the existence of immortal cultivators, Beidou and Yinghuo, and the reason why Da Leiyin Temple was about the Arhat Bodhisattva in Buddhism."

Covering the sky with white foam, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Buddhism, Taoism, and Ye Fan's belief in Kowloon Coffin was born.

In other words, pulling the coffin in Kowloon is not the point.

It could be Nine Dragons, Nine Phoenixes, or even Nine Ancient Gods. In short, Ye Fan was going to the "practice world" that existed because of his ideas.

It doesn't matter what the process is, and it doesn't matter whether it is Beidou. What matters is "Ye Fan goes to the practice world".

"...Beidou is so abnormal. If it was created because of Ye Fan's idea, then it would be reasonable."

There are problems with geography, problems with time and space, these are not problems because they were just born out of fantasy.

The heroic spirit Baimo couldn't help but ask: "So, what is the real first-level world like?"

"What..." Zhetian Baimo fell silent.

Maybe the real world is not the kind of universe where Taoism is preached, so-called practitioners are born, and emperors are born for millions of years. And the rotten world, monster-like beings, indescribable evil gods...

But no matter what, these contents are not something that can be explored and studied at this stage. Thinking about looking directly at Ye Fan's indescribable evil god's substitute and being almost scattered to pieces and died, Zhetian Baimo dropped this topic.

In any case, he does not have this level of exploration into what the real universe looks like.

Don’t worry about what you have the strength to do. Without this level, the more you think about it, the more trouble you will have.

"By the way, do you know anything about the materialization of the soul in the third method?"

Hearing Zhetian Baimo's question, the heroic spirit Baimo nodded.

"I understand, but I...can't understand."

As if recalling the illiterate and miserable days when he held the Holy Grail and had no idea what it was, the heroic spirit Baimo complained angrily, as if venting his anger: "The third method is simply not learned by humans."

"I personally found the Winter Saint herself to further my studies, but within a month, I made zero progress."

"It's hard?"

The heroic spirit Baimo shook his head.

"It's not a difficult question. What can I say? It has always been a very strange and very strange thing."

"I see, right, a deal?" Zhetian Baimo looked at the four people and asked.

Pirate Baimo scratched his hair, he couldn't understand.

Can this gray fog space be traded?

Immediately, Zhetian Baimo "sent" relevant concepts to the people in front of him in the form of information transmission.

"I see. It seems that it is necessary to materialize the soul, or to master the materialization technology of information transmission. This is a big project."

Seeing that several people knew the situation, Zhetian Baimo chatted for a few words and then continued to move in the other direction.

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"Back." Zhetian Baimo shook his head and reached out to press down the tentacles tumbling in his eyeballs.

Looking at this abandoned and rotten country, relevant discussion materials appeared in Bai Mo's mind.

"The first world, the serial world of matryoshka dolls, maybe it's all just a dream..."

"In the world of Hakoniwa, everything follows the ideas of the supreme god Ye Fan..."

Thinking of what such a reality really looks like, Bai Mo sighed.

"The Emperor System has obtained the supporting role, and then it needs to truly understand the history."

Bai Mo stretched out his hand, snapped his fingers, turned around and walked towards Yan Guo.

At this time, a big drama was going on in the Yan Kingdom.

"Master." Yan Wuxia saluted Ye Fan respectfully.

Ye Fan put down the carved bamboo slips in his hand, and while sorting out the messy garbage on his desk, he asked, "What happened?"

Yan Wuxia lowered her head, patted her sleeves, and knelt down to salute.

"Please master, teach me how to practice."

"...Practice."

Ye Fan's face was calm, and there was no change in the so-called identity being revealed.

Knowing so much, there are too many people like Yan Wuxia who think they can find opportunities through Ye Fan, and Ye Fan is used to it.

"What do you think is cultivation?" As he spoke, Ye Fan stood up and walked to Yan Wuxia, helping her up from the ground.

"Immortal, free and at ease."

As expected, Ye Fan could only say that it was indeed the case.

What is the purpose of practice, isn't it to live forever?

The lifespan of an individual is limited by race and environment, so life makes a choice at death, practice, live forever, and live forever.

"Why do you practice?"

After hearing Ye Fan's question, Yan Wuxia honestly told the reason.

"For immortality."

"This is not the real reason." Ye Fan shook his head slightly.

Then, he pointed his finger at a potted plant planted next to him.

"It can live for thousands of years, but has it ever thought of immortality?"

Yan Wuxia lowered her head.

Of course she didn't want to ask for immortality.

After receiving the opportunity of the Tianli Sect from Bai Mo, Yan Wuxia, like those young sect leaders, realized the chaos and disorder of the universe. All she wanted was to play the "heroine" role and become an important role.

"Senior, I want to become your teacher."

"Teaching people to practice, my way is different from yours." Ye Fan said softly.

"Senior, what is Tao?"

This really comes from the heart.

For practitioners, Tao is a macroscopic word.

The Way of Heaven, the Way of Humanity, the Way of Fire...there are too many words to cover it. I am afraid there is no consistent answer to what the Tao is.

"What is Tao? Tao is..."