Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 71 Your Stove Deserves to Be Smashed

"Master Ma, this is just our first meeting, and you are willing to tell me everything. Aren't you afraid that I am someone with ulterior motives, or a thief who likes to do evil?"

"You have to know that this is one of the Eight Wonders, a skill that many people in the circle are eager to acquire!"

Yan Huan took a bite of the sesame beans and chewed them slowly. The earnestness of his words and his nonchalant attitude were quite inconsistent.

"I have to say, Ruhua's cooking skills are really good. She cooked several dishes with great skill."

Lao Ma put down his chopsticks, grabbed a handful of peanuts boiled in salt water, and began to peel them slowly.

"Even if there are ulterior motives, what does it matter? I founded the New Jie Sect and established the Biyou Village. I just wanted to be like Master Tongtian, to teach everyone and have all the immortals come to worship him. But if you want to treasure just one of the Eight Wonders, then wouldn't all my efforts become a joke?"

Ma Xianhong chewed a few plump peanut kernels and stared at Yan Huan seriously.

"Brother Yan, although I live deep in Biyou Village, I am not a frog in a well. I can see some of your tricks. Judging from the changes in your spirit possession and the abilities you have shown, in my opinion, among your peers... no, even if you go back a generation, I don't think anyone can compare to you."

Ma Xianhong tightly grasped the silver bell hanging on his sleeve. When he was in the forest before, the magic weapon for detecting hostility did not respond, which meant that the person in front of him did not use any means.

But when the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the gaps in the woods, facing the cold and beautiful woman with her graceful and noble demeanor, my heart was indeed shaken, and in an instant I felt a strong liking for her that made me willing to give everything for her.

"Don't feel disgusted when I say this. If I didn't have a magical weapon to resist the sway of the seven emotions, I would have almost fallen into your trap."

Ma Xianhong suddenly shook his head, "That's not right, you must have no tricks, I haven't tried out my magic weapon..."

This is what is so scary. A sorcerer who has perfectly integrated with the elves has almost internalized his innate characteristics.

"Brother Yan, you have the means. Would you like to consider joining my Biyou Village? I am willing to offer you this 'Shen Ji Bai Lian' with both hands."

Tsk!
Yan Huan was speechless. Before he knew it, he had heard these words full of the intention of winning over and recruiting so many times that his ears were almost callused.

Yan Huan could clearly tell how much of Ma Xianhong's words were flattery and how much were sincere.

As for the "Divine Machine Hundred Refinements", Yan Huan did think about creating a magical device like a Poké Ball, but now that the Spirit Flag has been repaired, it would be enough to use it as a replacement.

Besides, not everyone can become a weapon refiner. The talent required is no less than God's favor to witches. How can someone like me, who can't even take apart a Transformer, refine weapons?
Forget it. I'm afraid I'll just be asking for trouble.

Yan Huan didn't think carefully about the rest of Lao Ma's words, but instead pondered the term "education for all".

"Master Ma, I wonder what you mean by 'teaching without distinction'?"

Ma Xianhong spread out his hands and gestured in the air.

"Of course, no matter what their social status is, we treat everyone equally. What I have always wanted to do is to help others and help the world! Brother Yan, you can imagine that in this world, everyone is an extraordinary person. What would that be like?"

Yan Huan pondered for a while.

If everyone is an alien, it will just expand the existing circle of aliens. What is the difference between this and the situation aliens are facing today?
The order is unstable, violence is used to break the law, people are killed to rob treasures, or something else...

It was difficult to come up with an answer to this question, so Yan Huan simply shook his head.

Ma Xianhong smiled.

"If everyone in the world were different, then there would be no different people! What is different? Being different is called different. If we eliminate the differences between everyone, then the struggles and pain caused by them would no longer exist!"

ha?
Yan Huan, who had experienced many ups and downs, was still shocked by these remarks.

What kind of utopian vision is this?

Yan Huan quickly took a sip of wine to calm himself down.

"Master Ma, have you found this one?" "The self-cultivation furnace." Ma Xianhong continued to gesture excitedly, "I used the method of 'Divine Machine Hundred Refinements' to build a self-cultivation furnace. Although it is still a semi-finished product, it can already transform ordinary people who cannot obtain Qi into extraordinary people."

"Once the self-cultivation furnace is completely completed, we can use 'teaching' to eliminate the differences between 'classes'. This way, fairness will be achieved. This will be the fairest for all people in the world!"

"···"

Yan Huan seemed to be thinking about something.

This doesn't seem right!
After thinking about it for a while, Yan Huan seemed to have found a metaphor that was not quite appropriate but extremely reasonable.

"Master Ma, do you know about the college entrance examination?"

Ma Xianhong was stunned for a moment, "I know."

"For example, if there is a class with uneven levels of students, and you use some tricks to get everyone into Peking University or Tsinghua University, do you think this is fair to those students who have studied hard for more than ten years?"

"This..." Ma Xianhong's extremely warm heart cooled down and he stared at the water in the wine glass in a daze.

"Let's take a step back and not talk about fairness. Let's just say that these students have gone to Peking University and Tsinghua University. What kind of mentality will they have towards higher education institutions?"

Before Ma Xianhong could speak, Yan Huan gave the answer without authorization.

"Those who have obstacles in their hearts are afraid of gaining something without working, and they will inevitably feel ashamed; those who are complacent will undoubtedly become more arrogant and frivolous. Even if you send them all in, do you really think that everyone can successfully complete their studies?"

The self-cultivation furnace that can change one's fate will break the long-standing population red line for aliens, and will lead to social unrest and chaos in the world.

This first level is a test of national order and management capabilities.

When it comes to the level of extraordinary people, the extraordinary people created by the self-cultivation furnace have lost the ability to strengthen their muscles and bones and temper their character. They think that the path of cultivation, which should have been extremely dangerous, is simple and smooth, and they can gain something without any effort. Without the cultivation and character that match their strength, they are more likely to go astray.

In Yan Huan's opinion, Ma Xianhong's idea is no different from giving guns to people in a stable society.

It’s not unfair that Biyou Village was uprooted.

"And Master Ma, we say that there is no discrimination in education. Confucius meant two things. The first is that education does not discriminate against people by their background. Everyone from the royal family to the common people should receive education. The second is to eliminate the innate differences between people through acquired education and cultivate people of all backgrounds into gentlemen."

"'Teaching without distinction' actually includes two parts: recruiting students and teaching. You have introduced them to the world, but how can you make up for the missing 'life' cultivation in between?"

New Jiejiao?
If Yan Huan remembered correctly, during the Battle of the Gods, it seemed that countless disciples of the Jiejiao were killed or injured, and their end was quite tragic.

“Hmm——” Ma Xianhong rubbed the bandage, feeling a little distressed.

I have always been a bit idealistic.

But since there is a problem, just solve it. This will not affect the great cause in your heart.

"Brother Yan, listening to your words is worth ten years of reading. Now I know what to do!" Ma Xianhong clasped his fists, bowed, stood up and left.

"That's good." Yan Huan said with relief.

The next day, a new school was built at the east end of Biyou Village, and the "Newly Promoted Extraordinary People's Character Training Class" officially started.

Yan Huan stood under the bright red banner, feeling mixed emotions.

Old Ma, old Ma, you know shit!
All my words were in vain!

Your stove deserves to be smashed!

(End of this chapter)