Chapter 184 The heroine’s character and supporting roles
"So, is this a human being?" Yan Ruyu said with calm eyes.
She has always watched Ye Fan teach in Yan State. In the past few months, Yan Ruyu has also been thinking about what kind of changes Ye Fan's specialness will bring.
"Yes, this is a human being." Bai Mo, the leader of the Tianli Sect, put his hands behind his back, and the bubble box on his head expressed his words.
"It's unimaginable."
Yan Ruyu only has this word to describe her personal thoughts.
How can I put it this way, it was like seeing an invincible genius suddenly give up his practice and change his profession to sell sweet potatoes.
However, what is even more exaggerated is that as Tianjiao changed careers, the original bloody battle style turned into a chef battle to see whose sweet potatoes could be roasted best.
"This is the path he practices."
Bai Mo patiently explained the cause and effect, which was rare.
"What do you think is practice? The wheel sea, the palace of Tao, the four poles, the dragon, and the immortal platform. These paths of practice are just methods. You can practice and make great progress through this method, and naturally you can also use other methods.
There has never been a so-called absolute path or the only way to practice in this world. Taoism is not sacred, but very ordinary. It is just the path taken by the feet. "
Is it really possible in this universe to create one's own laws and carve out one's own path?
Recalling Ye Fan's special nature, Yan Ruyu fell silent.
If it were anyone else, even the Great Emperor would not be able to create another way of practice!
In the vast universe, within millions of years, the number of great emperors has exceeded one hundred, but not one of them has truly opened up another path of cultivation.
Are they not talented enough?
No, the Immortal King is reincarnated, the immortal elixir takes form, and his talents are number one. Every great emperor is a genius among geniuses and is qualified to become an immortal.
So why didn't they do it?
The answer is simple, because the universe is rotten and sick, and the minds of the monks are corrupt.
Of course, these monks cannot open up a path of practice. They can only create more lethal magical powers, use more brutal methods to kill the enemy, and then eat others alive.
However, there are exceptions to this. Now Ye Fan, an alien, is the only variable.
His thoughts determine the past and future of the universe. Only Ye Fan's timeline is correct. Therefore, don't say it is impossible. As long as he believes, feels, and generates this idea, then it must exist.
Yan Ruyu put down the many questions she had about paving the way for Ye Fan, she clenched her fingers and her tone was a little bumpy.
"As long as Ye Fan believes it, everything will develop like this. It is really a cruel reality."
God does not throw dice, Ye Fan only chooses the number of sides the dice lands on.
Bai Mo's tone was normal: "So, have you decided? The identity of the legendary heroine."
"The heroine's character..." Thinking of these four words, Yan Ruyu smiled, laughing at herself.
What is the heroine? If Ye Fan's story is made into a stage play, then the heroine is the woman behind the protagonist.
Is it possible that the protagonist’s woman is weak in cultivation?
It will be a little lower than the protagonist, but this is relative, just like Pangu's ants are as terrifying monsters to those demon gods!
But in this case, you need to pay a corresponding price.
For example, if the protagonist's training is stuck, or he defeats a powerful enemy, and suddenly finds that the plot is stuck and cannot continue to advance, then either the heroine will be sacrificed and captured, and then the map will be changed; or the heroine will be killed. Just hang up and wait for the protagonist to resurrect the heroine later.
Yan Ruyu took a deep breath and clenched her fists.
"You are right, as long as I choose the heroine and participate in this script, I will reach the sky in one step.
but! I reject! "
Bai Mo nodded, without any mood swings.
"Since it's your choice, it's up to you."
Whether the blessings or misfortunes are left to you, and whether you will regret it in the future is none of my business.
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In the capital of the Yan Kingdom, Yan Wuxia walked aimlessly on the streets alone, holding the stones under his feet.
She was depressed and her eyes were confused.
Her husband Ye Fan taught her a lesson and taught her what reality is. The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.
The life that some people take for granted is an illusion to people at another level.
Just like ordinary people, all they want is to have enough food and clothing, and live a life without any rest because of the tedious work day and night.
But as a princess, the head of the Yan Kingdom, what do those princes and ministers want?
It is longevity and long-term vision, it is the same life span as the sun and the moon, it is the freedom and ease of the immortal master, it is the unparalleled Tao and Dharma.
"People are different. Some people seem to be human just like you, but in fact they are not human." A male voice appeared behind Yan Wuxia.
She turned her head and saw Bai Mo in the form of the leader of the Tenri Sect.
The sound made was the bubble box on his head.
"Master Immortal!" Yan Wuxia lowered her head, not daring to look directly.
Bai Mo shook his head and glanced up at Jixia Academy where Ye Fan was. The terrain is unremarkable, but inside it looks like a dragon lurking in the abyss, ready to soar into the sky at any time.
"Everyone hopes to soar into the sky and be taught Taoism by an immortal master, but how many people dare to look up at the immortal master who comes?" Bai Mo said to himself, with the bubble box characters on his head Several changes.
"Do you want to become an immortal?"
"Of course." Yan Wuxia directly spoke what was in his heart.
Then she realized that the immortal master in front of her was completely different from the cultivators in the Wheel Sea Realm she had seen, and was like a demon.
"Okay, I will teach you the magical skills of the Tianli Sect." After saying that, Bai Mo pointed his finger at Yan Wuxia's forehead.
Just like what he taught to the lucky guy on the roadside before, it was exactly the same doctrine of the Tianli Sect.
As Bai Mo prepared a car accident gift package for Ye Fan, he was different from the ordinary old grandfather who preached, and was not the old grandfather in the traditional protagonist novel.
In normal novels, old grandfathers and hermits are squatting under cliffs or in hidden mountains, waiting for the protagonist to come, and then teach the magic skills.
As for what is the protagonist, enemies are chasing, or being humiliated, and all kinds of things such as a series of broken families and separations are still alive.
The efficiency of this method is really too low, and it can't mobilize enthusiasm at all. The subsequent growth path is also extremely monotonous and not exciting at all.
Moreover, the protagonists are different from each other, especially for SSR protagonists like Ye Fan who thinks what they want is reality. Bai Mo needs to lay the groundwork and strengthen each character.
"Witness the truth of everything, and then your desire will push you forward." Bai Mo whispered in his heart.
Human desires are like rolling stones on a mountain. Once they fall, they will never stop.
Therefore, after knowing the truth of all these realities, they will all take a stronger path.
In addition, this method has an advantage that the former cannot match, that is, it is very popular.
As long as the members of Tianli Sect are told about the truth of this world, they want to change, and because of their desires, they are greedy and want to become stronger. Ordinary people and monks who are in the highest position will take the initiative to develop.
There is no need to whip them with a whip, nor is there any need to provide huge cultivation resources. As long as they participate in Ye Fan's current plan to repair the sky, under the inheritance of the torch, their personal cultivation will soar like a rocket.
"I understand!" Yan Wuxia's eyes were clear, flashing a dark luster, and she figured it out.