Good and evil were separated by a single thought.
This sentence was easy to understand, but difficult to understand, it was almost incomprehensible.
Because this sentence itself had a certain ambiguity. Everyone's definition of good and evil was different. How could they reach a consensus?
Obviously, it was impossible.
However, Fang Chen knew that since the white jade statue had sent him into the dream, he had been trapped for decades to hone his combat skills. Now that he had just come out, there had been a series of changes, showing him her previous fighting style.
He thought that this sentence should be the core.
In the past, he thought that good was not killing and robbing, not doing any shady business, and cultivating openly, caring for the world, and being righteous.
As long as he was firm in his dream, one day the world would be unified.
However, later, after he came into contact with more of the cultivation world, he found that his so-called not killing and robbing, and not doing heartless things were not good at all.
Good was relative.
Not killing did not mean that one was good.
Not killing did not mean that one was evil.
Where there were people, there would be jianghu. Where there were jianghu, there would be disputes.
And where there were disputes, there would naturally be good and evil.
For example, if you killed an evil person, you might save hundreds of lives. Would you kill him or not?
If you didn't kill him, hundreds of lives would be lost because of your wrong decision. What would they do?
They were innocent.
"Good and evil."
Fang Chen was confused. Since ancient times, good and evil were incompatible, and good and evil were opposite.
Throughout his life, he had started cultivating from the Ancient Sword Continent's Divine Wind Nation. Along the way, he had stumbled and countless cultivators had died in his hands.
However, he could pat his chest proudly and say that he had never killed the innocent.
The people he had killed were all heinous people.
"Different camps represent different good and evil," Fang Chen muttered to himself, and the line of words kept echoing in his mind.
All of a sudden.
He looked at the pictures on the surrounding walls.
At first, he thought that it was just the growth process of the owner of the white jade statue, but now, after thinking about it, he found that each picture on the wall represented the good and evil of the owner of the white jade statue at a stage.
For example, on the first wall, she pursued martial arts wholeheartedly. As long as someone blocked her path, she would kill them without mercy, regardless of good or evil.
At this stage, he was a selfish martial artist.
But in this world where the strong preyed on the weak, she was not wrong.
On the ninth wall, she had a faint aura of a leader. At this time, she was no longer blindly pursuing the peak of martial arts. Instead, she was seeking a balance between justice and evil.
She wanted to work hard to change the world so that good and evil could coexist.
At this stage, her thoughts had already transformed, and she had become a true leader.
The thirty-fifth wall …
The 96th wall …
His gaze shifted to the 188th wall. At this time, the owner of the white jade statue's temperament had undergone another transformation. She seemed to stand at the highest peak, without any desires or desires, as if all other mountains were small and insignificant beneath her.
The 366th wall.
She had comprehended an Ultimate Dao and stepped into the Half-Step Primal Chaos Supremacy level. However, for the sake of her race, she had fallen into dire straits.
At this moment, although she was in despair, her heart was very clear. The good and evil that she had pursued in her life was to protect her race and defend against foreign enemies.
Boom!
Fang Chen was greatly impacted by the scenes on the wall. His Primordial Spirit was frantically revolving, and his aura was constantly rising. He could clearly sense the growth experience of the owner of the white jade statue from the many scenes on the wall, as well as the path of transformation to pursue good and evil.
"What is good and evil?"
Fang Chen muttered to himself.
At the same time.
In the Soul River above the palace, Leng Xian's eyelashes trembled slightly. Her red lips were gradually turning purple, and the white dress on her body was gradually corroding due to being soaked in the Soul River for a long time.
However, there was a layer of grey halo on the surface of her skin, which completely covered her snow-white skin.
"Good and evil … what is it?"
A soft voice resounded in the Soul River.
A teardrop rolled down Leng Xian's white cheeks.
Rumble!
On this day, the quiet Soul River suddenly surged. The water of the Soul River constantly swept up towering waves, and an extremely terrifying corrosive force swept across the world.
Even the nearby mountain ranges were affected by it.
The news spread quickly, and everyone in the Death Cliff was shocked.
There were rumors that a fallen peerless expert was about to revive in the Death Cliff, and that had angered the Soul River.
There were also rumors that there was a treasure under the Soul River, but no one dared to go close to the Soul River.
Even the mysterious Beast Tamer who had witnessed Fang Chen jumping into the Soul River had a change of expression when he talked about it.
The rebellion of the Soul River had attracted the attention of the Death Cliff. Everyone was guessing why the Soul River was rebelling, and whether the water of the Soul River would flow out and spread to every corner of the Death Cliff.
This was related to everyone's life and death, and they had to pay attention to it.
Finally.
On the seventh day of the rumor, a powerful ancient tribe in the Death Cliff spoke.
"The Death Cliff is the place where the martyrs fell. You have barged into the Death Cliff and angered the martyrs, causing the Soul River to rebel."
The ancient tribe's expert shouted across the sky, "Quickly retreat from the Death Cliff, and return the Death Cliff to its peaceful state. Otherwise, the Soul River will flood the Death Cliff and wash the Death Cliff with blood."
When this news came out, the entire Death Cliff was in an uproar.
Some timid martial artists were already looking for a way to leave, and some thought that it was a trick of the ancient tribes in the Death Cliff to scare them and make them withdraw from the battle for the Ghost Emperor's weapon.
Of course, there were also some who wanted to get close to the Soul River to investigate.
But.
Before they could get close to the Soul River, they were corroded by the Soul River and died.
For a moment, the Death Cliff was filled with confusion.
On a mountain top.
"How is it?" Sword Lunatic asked.
The old ancestor of the beasts shook his head with a gloomy face, "The forces in the Death Cliff are complicated. Now that the Soul River is rebelling, it has caused everyone to feel uneasy."
"Once the Ghost Emperor's weapon appears, it will definitely lead to a fierce battle."
They thought that they could easily get the weapon and report back. Who would have thought that it would lead to such a huge commotion?
Sword Lunatic clenched his fist, and sword light flickered on his body. If Princess Huang was here, they wouldn't be in such a passive situation, right?
"Don't think about it. He jumped into the Soul River and will definitely die." The old ancestor of the beasts shook his head. He didn't believe that anyone could survive in the Soul River.
"What should we do next?" Sword Lunatic asked.
"Be careful. I have a feeling that the Soul River rebelling is related to the appearance of the Ghost Emperor's weapon."