The road that Zhan Wuxiang paved with big money was not indestructible. Every step I took on it was unsteady, and the big money under my feet kept breaking.
Fate cannot be changed, fate cannot be turned back! Once you have walked past it, you cannot turn back, and turning back will only lead to endless emptiness.
This is the rule set by heaven.
But I have to find my own thread of destiny in this endless, irreversible and irreversible way of heaven.
When that indescribable feeling of confusion and powerlessness weighed on my heart, I even wanted to just stop and let fate decide my destiny.
But after I stop, what about Little White Sugar? What about those people who are waiting for me to return? What about the fate of the Half Life Path? Will it end with my footsteps, or will I wait and listen to the living and the dead, the living world and the underworld crying for me
They are also the destiny arranged for me by God!
I don't represent myself!
I took another step forward, and resolutely took out three large coins, and threw them into the air. When the large coins fell, I looked in the direction indicated by the fortune-telling coins.
There is a thread of destiny, a thread that I have never seen before but feels very familiar with, a thread that I want to get close to but am afraid to approach. Is that the thread of my destiny
When I tried to touch the thread with my hand, my eyes suddenly became dazed and my body involuntarily pounced towards the thread of destiny.
When I opened my eyes again, I had turned into a scholar with gray hair on his temples. Is this one of my reincarnations? How did I get sent here
As I stared at the mirror, I heard someone shout, "Sir, Xiao Tang is here to see you..."
Xiao Baitang! When Xiao Baitang's name suddenly flashed through my mind, I couldn't help but say, "Xiao Tang, I'm very busy now..."
"Sir, Xiao Tang hasn't seen you for a long time... I won't disturb you..."
"Well... okay! I understand your intentions, but the world is still unsettled..."
In that life, Xiao Baitang waited for ten years because of the words "the world is not settled yet". When the world is settled and her beauty is still there, I left with hatred in a cup of poisoned wine. The last thing I saw was Xiao Baitang in a white dress floating in front of my grave.
In that life, the thread of my destiny was once entangled with Xiao Baitang...
Just when I was confused, I suddenly appeared in the midst of thousands of soldiers and horses, with all three armies fully equipped and swords and spears like a forest. I turned my head and saw Xiao Baitang standing on the high slope through the towering swords and spears. I vaguely felt that she was saying, "General, take care!"
In that life, I led the army to war and died on the battlefield. It was Xiao Baitang who sewed up my severed limbs with her own hands. Although she was rewarded by the court, she was not my widow.
In that life, the thread of our destiny was entangled again.
Before I could see clearly the grudges of my past life, I found myself being pushed to the guillotine. I stood tall in front of the guillotine.
I didn't bow my head, and the executioner couldn't chop off my head. When the blade touched my neck, I was already covered in blood, but I still stood and didn't kneel. I refused to kneel, so the executioner, who was much shorter than me, couldn't cut off my head with one stroke. If the executioner can't behead the prisoner with three strokes, he must be severely punished! The executioner could only kneel and cry: "I know you would rather die than surrender, and you won't kneel, but please take a seat, please take a seat!"
Would rather die than surrender? Only half of it! Once I kneel down, I will bow my head, and I will never be able to find that person again!
Finally, I sat upright on the armchair and glanced towards the guillotine - why didn't Xiao Tang come
When the knife flashed, I saw Xiao Tang. She had already come, and it was her soul that came: "My lord, I will wait for you in the next life!"
In that life, we missed each other again.
We met in three lives. In all three lives, I was already over 50 years old, while Xiao Baitang was barely 20 years old, but the heavens had made our fates intertwined. I had too many things to do, but she was waiting for me to finish everything, but all she waited for was my ashes. This happened in one life, and in three lives. Could it be that in this life, I can only repeat the grievances of the previous life endlessly
Is it that the Heavenly Dao is deliberately retelling the same story in different ways; or, when Zhan Wuxiang created the Heavenly Dao Jade Disk, he did not have enough energy to complete a different life and was merely copying the experiences of his previous life
As I was daydreaming, there was a sudden tremor between heaven and earth, a loud noise like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, which seemed to tear apart the space I was in. I didn't know where the huge force came from and lifted me up from the ground. I felt like a baseball thrown out by someone, drawing an arc in the air, and then falling straight to a place I couldn't expect. When I woke up, I found that I had turned into a child, a child kneeling in a mountain temple.
An old man stood in front of the clay sculpture in the mountain temple and said to me: "This is our ancestor, Zhan Wuxiang. You can call him Patriarch Wuxiang."
The old man said, grabbing one of my arms and saying, "I, the unworthy descendant of Zhan Liren, am bringing you into the fold. Life and death are determined by heaven, and I will not complain when disaster strikes."
The old man then used a dagger to slash my palm fiercely. "Three cuts are the entrance ceremony. One cut ends my fate. From now on, my life is no longer controlled by heaven. Two cuts... Three cuts end my marriage. My beloved will no longer be with me in this life."
My palms were cut by the knife and bleeding, but I was screaming in my heart: Zhan Qing? In this life, I am Zhan Qing? Shouldn't Zhan Qing be Dou Ma's adopted son and a traitor to Xuan Jing Si? He and I were born in the same era, just a few years earlier than me. How could I become Zhan Qing? How could it be
But, whether I like it or not, I have become a little sorcerer with three scars on the palm of my hand. Under the arrangement of fate, I stepped into the world of martial arts, and step by step from the lowest level of sorcerer to the Xuan Jing Division, and I also met two crucial women in my life, Chen Yuchang and Xue Ling'er.
Originally, my life was moving forward step by step according to Zhan Qing's trajectory, without any awareness of my own, until I met Xue Ling'er, and then my heart was shocked: Xiao Baitang! Xue Ling'er was actually Xiao Baitang? That was her previous life? Impossible! Xue Ling'er was not dead, and Xiao Baitang was still alive, how could they have swapped identities
Just a moment later, my consciousness was transformed into Zhan Qing again. I watched Zhan Qing step by step walk into the trap of Xuan Jing Si. His relatives and friends were killed by Xuan Jing Si. Chen Yuchang was wandering around and disappeared. I was also imprisoned in the secret cell of Xuan Jing Si...
Day after day, year after year, I looked at the entrance of the dungeon, waiting for Xueling'er, waiting for her to appear and talk to me.
Xue Ling'er, who only appears occasionally, is my only spiritual support. She will talk to me and bring me news from the outside world. Among those news are Chen Yuchang and Dou Ma...
Until one day, when I told her the secret of the last secret burial, Xueling'er disappeared and never appeared again.
Lin Jingyuan came and told me that Xue Ling'er had betrayed my secret and exchanged my freedom for the last secret place of my ancestor Zhan Wuxiang.
I don't believe it. I don't believe Xue Ling'er would betray me! But where is she
The moment the heart-wrenching pain surged from the bottom of my heart, I heard a loud thunderous sound in my ears.
The sky is falling apart! That is the real collapse of the sky and the earth!
I watched as a gap several miles long exploded in the sky, stars fell, the sun and the moon sank, and thousands of miles of fertile land rose up like a tsunami and rolled across the sky... Everything shattered before my eyes, and I was thrown out of the cell by a huge force, flying in the air and smashing into the rift between heaven and earth.
I felt a black screen in front of my eyes, and everything around me became dead silent. When I came to my senses again, my soul, which had left my body, had returned to its original place.
The Jade Disk of Heaven that stood before me had countless cracks that appeared at some point in time, and the shattered crystals fell from the sky like glass mixed with black hair.
"The Jade Disk of Heaven is destroyed? Who did it?" I exclaimed and suddenly turned around to look at the people around me.
Ye Jin had already dragged Xiao Baitang, whose face was covered with tears, to the side.
The seventh Shui Lan, who was sitting at the front, raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood: "What a Zhan Wuxiang, he actually set up such a killing situation! Puff—"
"A killing game?" Before I could react, the seventh Shuilan stood up with his cane and said, "Miaokong, let's go. This is Zhan Wuxiang's killing game!"
Miaokong retreated from a distance without hesitation, even ignoring his subordinates scattered nearby. He flew to the side of the seventh Shuilan, gave the other party a few take-offs and landers, and flew away.
The seventh Shui Lan shouted from afar: "Humpback, hurry up and leave, Zhan Wuxiang's killing plan includes you!"
The hunchback has not opened his eyes until now: "I have long felt that Zhan Wuxiang's Heavenly Dao Jade Disk is not that simple, but sometimes I can't help but want to go in and take a look. Now is the time for me to go in!"
"You're crazy!" Seventh Shui Lan roared, "If you enter the Heavenly Dao Jade Disk now, you will surely die. You will be reduced to ashes along with the Heavenly Dao Jade Disk!"
The hunchback smiled bitterly and said, "I know. But there are some things I want to see with my own eyes. I can't predict my past life like you can. I want to know what happened in my past life that made me willingly endure a hundred years of loneliness. Goodbye, I hope there will be another life!"
"Humpback, come back here!" Seventh Shuilan shouted at the top of his lungs, "You will be reduced to ashes..."
"So what if I turn to ashes? It's better than living in ignorance!" The hunchback stepped forward and threw out a token, saying, "Wu Zhao, with the token you are the master of the ghost realm. You can kill people or let them go. I'm leaving!"
When I reached out to take the token, the hunchback had already walked into the Jade Wall of Heaven with his hands behind his back, throwing himself into the airtight thread of fate.
The hunchback disappeared for only a moment, and the entire Heavenly Dao Jade Wall collapsed in front of me. As the broken pieces of the jade wall spread across the hall like flowing water, Xue Ling'er, who was sitting far away, slowly opened her eyes: "I still couldn't save Zhan Qing! Lin Jingyuan—"
While Xue Ling'er was roaring, she turned around and looked outside the hall. The place had become a mess. The scattered bones of the ghost soldiers of Fengling River and the bloody corpses of monsters were piled up like a mountain. The human-headed wooden Buddha that had not been completely defeated was still stepping on the corpses and pressing towards Lin Jingyuan and the other three.
Lin Jingyuan!
I promised Dou Ma that I would leave Lin Jingyuan in the ghost realm. (To be continued)