After seeing Marx and Lenin, the Demon Lord looked at Jiang Fan with extremely respectful eyes, as if he were a lost sailor who saw a lighthouse.
He completely regards Jiang Fan as his life mentor.
Humans have weaknesses. If you want to conquer someone, you only need two things.
First, give him what he wants.
Second, fight until you are convinced.
The devil's character is that he would rather die than surrender, so it is impossible to conquer him through the second method.
If Jiang Fan does what he likes, he will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.
The two chatted for a while, and the Demon Lord asked about some things he didn't understand.
Jiang Fan answered them one by one, and the Demon Lord looked at Jiang Fan with more and more amazement.
Later, Jiang Fan talked about the concept of "democracy, prosperity, and strength." The Demon Lord listened carefully, and combined with what he had learned, the Demon Lord saw a bright road.
Compared with her method of conquering sentient beings through demons, Marxism-Leninism is undoubtedly more feasible.
"Demon Lord, are you willing to join Huanzhu Tower to overthrow this decadent dynasty and create a beautiful world together?"
Jiang Fan extended a strong and powerful hand of proletarian friendship.
"I do."
The Demon Lord readily agreed, this was her lifelong dream.
Maybe it’s not as beautiful as imagining the devil crossing all sentient beings, but it’s more real!
Beauty is just a momentary feeling, only truth is eternal.
But reality can never be beautiful!
Jiang Fan nodded: "Very good, freedom and power belong to all living beings. If we work together, there will be no opponents ahead!"
"So what exactly do I do now?"
The Demon Lord couldn't wait any longer.
Jiang Fan stood up and looked in the direction of the black pupil: "Our hearts are like trees. The more the tree yearns for the light at high places, the further down its roots will go, towards the soil and into the depths of darkness. Want to
To achieve the goal, we need to develop from the grassroots, not afraid of difficulties and darkness, let people awaken their consciousness, open up their wisdom, and let people learn to strive for self-improvement. Only in this way can they escape from ignorance. A thousand children in Shaolin are like sparks of fire.
One day, a wild fire will set off a prairie fire and burn away those corrupt souls."
To put it simply, education must start from childhood, develop the power of the people, and improve educational standards.
These are actually the basic and decisive factors. In fact, they still lie in strength.
When the Demon Lord heard this, he nodded frequently, his eyes full of admiration and yearning.
Then he willingly gave his heart.
To be precise, it is the heart of Bodhidharma.
Jiang Fan is not interested in money, but if he wants to recruit people, it is not enough to just rely on words, there must be actual benefits.
The golden sea in Bodhidharma's heart, if used indiscriminately, will overturn the world and cause tragedy to the devastation of all living beings.
But when used rationally, it can indeed enrich the country and strengthen the people.
There is nothing wrong with gold itself, good and evil are in the heart!
The Demon Lord opened the mechanism box and took out the Heart of Bodhidharma and placed it on the table: "I once tried to open the Heart of Bodhidharma, but I couldn't find a way. If I try to crack it forcefully, it will only destroy the secrets inside."
Wealth can lead to the gods, and thousands of acres of gold are the resources that will change the future.
Jiang Fan glanced at Bodhidharma's Heart, his golden eyes looked directly through it, and found the location marked on the drawing.
Then he grabbed Bodhidharma's heart and crushed it into pieces.
"ah!"
The Demon Lord couldn't help but exclaimed: "Master, that is ten thousand acres of gold. Although it cannot be used in large quantities, it can at least solve the problem of early investment. Why did you destroy it?"
Jiang Fan said: "I already know where the gold is buried. If you need funds, I will get them for you, but you have to be careful. Otherwise, a large amount of gold will flood into the market, which will cause the gold price to depreciate significantly and shake the current economic system.
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The Demon Lord nodded, this might be the best outcome.
Jiang Fan looked at the Demon Lord: "If you want to achieve the goal of democracy and freedom, killing and fighting are inevitable. Revolution is not a child's play. In the collision between the old era and the new era, wars will inevitably occur, and sacrifices are inevitable. I hope you are mentally prepared.
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"I see."
The Demon Lord is already prepared. Different ideas collide, and under the premise that he cannot be convinced, he can only defeat the other party.
At this moment, Snow Demon came to report: "Demon Lord, King Sutra is missing!"
"Um!"
The Demon Lord pondered for a moment, becoming dissatisfied with King Sutra's increasingly disobedient behavior.
If it were before, the Demon Lord might not care much.
But now to complete the great cause, King Sutra will never be allowed to act recklessly. If necessary, the Demon Lord will not mind using thunderous means.
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A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Fan has learned the "Six Demon Crossings" from the Demon Lord.
Death Crossing: Hand of Death!
Snow Crossing: Da Mo Snow Shou!
Jingdu: There is no scripture and no way!
Lost Heart Crossing: Melt all things!
He goes through: memory transfer!
Infinite Crossing: The End of the Earth Maha!
Jiang Fan integrated "Six Demonic Crossings" into "Huntian Baojian", and his heritage grew again.
During this period, those poisoned children were detoxified by the Tears of Bodhidharma and returned to normal.
The devil is teaching these children carefully, treating them as seeds of hope.
the other side.
King Jing contacted the boss in purple, and the two of them hurriedly arrived at a small mountain village outside Songshan Mountain. Because they were afraid of being discovered, they did not enter the village, but found a cave to rest.
After lighting a bonfire and eating some dry food, the two began to talk about how to deal with the Demon Lord and Black Eyes.
The purple-clothed boss had his arm cut off by the Demon Lord and had long wanted to take revenge. However, he was afraid of the Demon Lord's power, so he kept silent.
Now that he saw that King Jing planned to cooperate with him internally and externally, he naturally did not refuse.
He already knew from King Sutra's mouth that the "Curse of a Thousand Future Lives" was about to come into contact. Even if he didn't take action, Black Eyes would come to him for revenge, thinking of attacking first.
"Demon Lord!"
King Jing suddenly looked outside the cave in horror.
The purple-clothed boss subconsciously turned around to take precautions, and the moment the flaw in his back was revealed, King Jing suddenly took action, tapping several large acupoints all over the purple-clothed boss's body.
"King Jing, what are you doing?"
The purple-clothed boss was careless and did not dodge. He was restrained by King Jing. He was horrified. At the same time, he did not understand why King Jing did this?
They have a common enemy, shouldn't they be united in dealing with the outside world?
What good will it do King Sutra to kill himself?
"Hehehe...hahahaha..."
King Jing laughed and said: "Zi Yi, just by relying on you and me, we can't fight against the devil at all. Only by combining our strength can we have a chance. It is your blessing to be able to become the carrier of my consciousness."
"Carrier? What do you mean?"
The boss in purple clothes became more and more uneasy. Unfortunately, King Jing did not give him any chance. He took out the elixir that he had prepared and poured it into the boss in purple clothes.
This is the Forget-You Pill, it has a nice name, but its effect is to erase people’s consciousness and memory, turning their mind into a blank sheet of paper.
The effect of the medicine took effect quickly, and when Ziyi's consciousness went blank, King Jing used "Other Body Crossing" to pour all his consciousness and power into Ziyi's body.
"Boom~"
Outside Songshan Mountain, a cave outside a remote mountain village suddenly erupted with a loud noise that shook the earth. The earth shook and the mountains shook, and a red light burst out.
The light was as red as fire and dazzling, illuminating the scenery for hundreds of miles in red.
Even the moon in the sky seemed to have turned red.
"The earth dragon has turned over, run away!"
"What's going on! Why did the sky turn red?"
"It's so hot!"
"What a strange sight. Could it be that a demon has appeared?"
The villagers in the mountain woke up one after another, fled outside, and looked at the strange sight in front of them in confusion.
Before he could think too much, he saw a burly figure appear on the distant hill where the red light erupted.
This figure's whole body was red and exuded an extremely violent aura, as if he was a demon who wanted to exterminate all living beings.