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Chapter 590: Dao Fifty, Tian Yan Forty-Nine

From heaven to hell, Senior Sister, are you going to preach in Zixiao Palace?

Li Mumu was hanging on the tree, looking at the magnificent natural wonders in front of him, and was amazed.

Bai Shanhu made too much of a show. At first, Li Mumu was wondering why she could see a sky full of stars in the outer dimension. It was not until she saw the water surface under Bai Shanhu’s feet that she realized - this was the water of the underworld.

The appearance of the starry sky was self-evident. If she guessed correctly, it should be the legendary heaven.

Bai Shanhu not only transformed the outer dimension born in Qinghe Middle School, but also forcibly combined parts of dreams, the underworld and the heaven together to form the seemingly primitive scene before our eyes.

How to describe this method... It's like an old professor from the Chinese Academy of Sciences comes to school with an AK47 and explains the basic knowledge of physics to you from the perspective of ballistic parabola.

Pure psychopath!

But now the gun is still in her hand, and the magazine is full of 7.62 bullets. Li Mumu can only applaud and shout loudly, "Senior sister is great!"
Bai Shanhu never said that she was a good teacher, and she didn't even think she could be a good teacher.

But there was no way out. Yuhuaxian failed in his ascension and turned to practice the Twelve Dharmas to be promoted to the Great Sima Ming, which resulted in a huge karma.

"Before the separation of heaven and earth, the world was a mess like a chicken egg. Later, Pangu created the sky, and the pure air rose and the turbid air fell, forming the heaven and earth and dividing yin and yang. All things in the world are like this."

Bai Shanhu didn't care whether the students could understand or not and started teaching directly.

"Where there is heaven, there is earth; where there is cause, there is effect; where there is a beginning, there is an end; where there is life, there is death. This is the principle of the operation of all things."

Her voice echoed between this world, like a melodious song or a whisper.

The water of the Yellow Spring rippled under her feet, creating a phantom.

There were primitive savages wearing animal skins, living with their families near water, farming with slash-and-burn methods, and human civilization began to develop.

In an instant, heavy rain poured down, floods raged, and countless people were displaced.

Some people cut through the storms, built high dams, diverted floods, and brought stability to the world.

"There are no God's chosen people here, nor is there a lonely ark. This is our history, the struggle between mankind and nature."

Then the illusion changed, countless soldiers and horses went out of Hangu Pass to the east, pacified the four directions, and some people stood on Mount Tai to the east, overlooking the world. Millions of people burned mud to make bricks and built a huge wall thousands of miles long on the mountains.

"The First Emperor unified the country and built the Great Wall to the north to keep out the Xiongnu. This was a struggle between the farming people and the nomadic people."

The illusion changed again, and time spanned thousands of years to the present. Western warships were displayed on the sea. Amid the smoke of gunfire, some people were covered in wounds but still fought to the death.

The young scholar stood on the street holding a handwritten newspaper and shouted loudly, trying to awaken the numb and sluggish compatriots around him. Someone walked by him, took the newspaper and threw it into the sky. Countless pieces of paper flew like heavy snow, covering the blood on the tip of the gun, and then ignited into a blazing flame.

"Since the second year of Tianle in the previous dynasty, the Western foreign fleets have invaded our inland waters, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of atrocities. They used their powerful ships and cannons to force the court to sign an unequal trade agreement..."

"Apocalypse... the Rakshasa invaded our northwestern border..."

"Long Yin... The Frankish fleet invaded the South Seas..."

"In the early years of the Ming Dynasty..."

This woman is totally crazy!
Mu Yusheng hid under the shade of a tree and felt more and more overwhelmed as he listened.

She only mentioned the history of the previous several thousand years in two sentences, but she spent a full five minutes talking about the history of the past sixty years!
It made her seem like a victim.

It was me who was eaten up!

“…This is a struggle between traditional conservative thinking and modern scientific concepts.”

Having said this, Bai Shanhu paused for a moment.

She didn't know how much the students could understand, and she didn't care.

“You are lucky that you did not experience that era of struggle and can sit in the classroom and study peacefully. But you are also unfortunate, because from the moment you understand the truth about the world, whether you like it or not, you will be involved in the fourth struggle.”

“What you are about to face this time is not a natural disaster on the geographical level, nor the survival of the fittest among civilized races, nor the clash of ideas, but a doomsday natural disaster from the future era that may lead to the interruption of human civilization or even the extinction of species.” The water of the Yellow Spring surged under her feet, and all the illusions disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The ark drifting on the sea crashed into the mountains. All the people and animals on the boat fell into the water. Even the birds had their wings wet by the heavy rain and were buried with the boat.

The bodies of infants were piled up in a mountain outside the city of Bethlehem, and even the child hidden by the unconceived girl was not spared...

Everything has been changed beyond recognition under the influence of the tides of time and space.

At the same time, the stars in the sky began to shine.

The constellations shine brightly in the night sky above.

"There are fifty great ways, and forty-nine great ways. There is still a ray of hope in the dark, which can protect all living beings from this catastrophe. I have the supreme magic, twelve methods, and forty great ways, which I will pass on to you. If you can comprehend the deep meaning of them and succeed in your cultivation in the future, you can eliminate disasters and difficulties and achieve immortality!"

Bai Shanhu waved her sleeves and stars fell from the sky.

Twelve constellations imbued with an ancient and vast atmosphere appear in everyone's mind.

Xingji, Xuanxiao, Zhuozi, Jianglou, Daliang, Shishen, Queshou, Quehuo, Quewei, Shouxing, Dahuo, Ximu...

Wait a minute! Is there a Chinese version of the instruction manual?
Wang Yunxiao, a student with a low level of education, looked confused as he did not recognize many of the words.

This is not what I learned before!

Li Mumu, a highly educated student, was also confused. At first she thought it was the Pisces-Aries constellation.

Even they couldn't understand it, let alone others.

However, these twelve constellations were soon re-divided into four star regions in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest.

Green Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku, Xuanwu!
This time he finally understood it and Wang Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Why don't you do something earthly? No one can understand something so profound and obscure.

At this time, twelve golden lights fell from the four major star regions and condensed into twenty-four large characters in the air.

Qinglong Star Region——

Chess emperor, entertainer, and government soldier

Suzaku Star Region——

Geomancer, Craftsman, Ghost

White Tiger Star Region——

Demon, priest, witch doctor

Xuanwu Star Region——

Scholar, Ranger, and Reckless Man

These are the twelve cultivation methods that Wang Yunxiao is familiar with.

From these twelve methods, twenty-four paths of orthodoxy and heterodoxy evolved.

The righteous cultivation path extended all the way upward and split into twenty-eight paths, lighting up the twenty-eight constellations in the sky.

There are twenty-eight methods of the right path, plus the twelve doors of the external path, a total of forty paths.

There are fifty great ways, and forty-nine heavenly ways. This cultivation system directly occupies forty of them.

There are nine roads left, left for future generations to add.

(End of this chapter)