"Xie Yuling, do you think there is a possibility that we will die here?"
Feng Zuojun held the reins in his hands, the oncoming mountain breeze blew his long hair, and he said the above words with a smile.
"In the eyes of many people, this should not be a possibility, but a necessity." Xie Yuling answered in a calm tone.
Feng Zuojun smiled and said, "But we are here anyway. I don't think I will die. By the way, little Taoist priest, don't you Taoists all know how to tell fortunes? Please tell fortunes for the two of us."
The little Taoist boy Mo Chen scratched his head and said, "Master can calculate, but I can't."
Feng Zuojun shrugged: "Fake Taoist priest."
"I think there is actually a paradox in fortune-telling." Mo Chen suddenly said.
"Oh, if you can't calculate, then don't calculate. What you said is a bit disrespectful to your teacher and ancestors." Feng Zuojun teased.
"Because from the moment you know your fate, your fate has already begun to change." Mo Chen spread his hands, "So unless you tell it, don't tell it. But if you don't tell it, why do people tell fortunes?"
"Yes, if you calculate that I will be the best in the world in the future, then I will go back to Tian Xiaoyun Realm now and live a happy life every day, just lying down and waiting for myself to become the best in the world, then the final result will be that I will become the best waste in the world. And if you calculate that I will die if I go up the mountain, I will turn around and leave now, then I will not die. The calculation of your life will be wrong." Feng Zuojun nodded.
"No." Xie Yuling shook her head.
"Oh? Does Third Young Master Xie have any suggestions?" Feng Zuojun raised his eyebrows.
"Even if Mo Chen calculated that we would die, we would still go up the mountain." Xie Yuling looked up and said, "This is our fate, no matter how we calculate it, it will not change."
"Destiny, besides fate, there is also luck. Where is luck?" Mo Chen asked.
Feng Zuojun smiled: "In my sword."
The mountain wind was howling as the carriage hurried through an intersection. Everyone looked up and saw the top of Mount Weilong in front of them.
"Shanglin Palace, the best in the world? Here I come!"
In the dungeon, Su Baiyi and Su Heli bowed and walked out of the room.
"How is it?" Nangong Xier asked.
Su Baiyi's eyes flickered: "Uncle has decided to help us."
"Uncle? So your identity is confirmed?" Nangong Xier was stunned.
"Yes. Su Dianmo is my mother." Su Baiyi nodded.
"If that's true, then what about your father? Who is he? Is he still alive?" Nangong Xier asked.
"My father, um, my uncle said he didn't know either..." Su Baiyi said in a panic.
"What?" Su Zhe was stunned and said, "It's obviously..."
"Brother Su Zhe, we still have two senior brothers who haven't arrived yet. After they arrive, we will go up the mountain. Please pick us up then." Su Baiyi interrupted hurriedly.
"Okay." Su Zhe didn't continue.
Su Yunuo seemed to have guessed something. She smiled and was about to speak, but was glared at by Nangong Xier: "Don't talk!"
"Hmph." Su Yunuo snorted coldly, turned around and walked away without looking back.
Su Zhe looked embarrassed: "I spoiled Yunuo, if I have offended you, please forgive me, Miss Nangong."
"Aren't you still unmarried? I think this girl is a good match for you, so you should find a day to marry her." Nangong Xier said coldly.
Su Zhe opened his mouth wide: "Huh?"
"Don't you like it?" Nangong Xier asked.
"No, no, Yunuo and I have always been brother and sister..." Su Zhe said anxiously.
Hearing the word "brother and sister", Su Baiyi trembled all over. Not wanting to stay here any longer, he turned away.
Su Zhe was stunned: "Brother Bai Yi, you seem angry... Could it be?"
Nangong Xier frowned and followed him: "Su Baiyi, do you like that girl just now?"
Su Baiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "My great revenge has not been avenged, and my master has not been saved, so how can I have the heart to talk about these romantic things?"
"You call this romance?" Nangong Xier shouted, "This is clearly filthy and obscene!"
"Senior Sister, this is not the point." Su Baiyi said helplessly.
"Now that your revenge has been achieved and your master has been saved, are you going to start thinking about your relationship with that girl?" Nangong Xier asked again.
"Senior Sister, this is not the point!" Su Baiyi said, holding his forehead.
"Then tell me what the key point is!" Nangong Xier said anxiously.
"The point is that Su Yunuo and I are innocent. I have no interest in her at all!" Su Baiyi turned around and said, "Senior Sister, when did you become so interested in my personal life?"
Nangong Xier blushed slightly, lowered her head and said: "I am your senior sister, so I naturally have the responsibility to teach and guide you..."
Outside Wolong Town, Feng Zuojun stopped the carriage and looked at the bustling town in front of him. He was a little confused for a moment: "Where can I find them? Should I shout, I am Feng Zuojun of Tianxiaoyun Realm, Su Baiyi, come and pick me up quickly?"
"No need." Mo Chen took out a butterfly from his arms and flicked it casually, "It will lead us there."
"Isn't this butterfly used exclusively by Diefeng in my academy? It is said that it was created by our senior brother? How do you have one too?" Xie Yuling asked.
"Really? I have been able to make this since I was a child. Maybe my master taught me." Mo Chen replied.
"Sir and Daojun have such a good relationship, it's not surprising that they share the same method of making this butterfly." Feng Zuojun drove the carriage and followed the butterfly all the way to the door of the inn. When he turned around, he saw them and put down the teacup in his hand: "Oh, you are quite good at finding the way. I was just planning to send someone out to look for your news."
Feng Zuojun jumped off the carriage and said, "You monk, you are full of nonsense. You said that, I'm afraid you have forgotten us a long time ago."
Xie Yuling also followed: "Where are Su Baiyi and Senior Sister?"
She said with a smile, "They have some private matters to deal with. Hey, why did they send away the Taoist priest and get a little Taoist priest?"
Mo Chen bowed his head slightly towards Jie Qing Bu Jie Lu: "Qingcheng Mountain, Mo Chen, meet this master."
The smile on his face froze little by little, and he said awkwardly: "This Heavenly Master, can you show your true form?"
Mo Chen blinked his eyes and shook his head, "I'm not the Heavenly Master. I'm still young. I'm just a little Taoist boy under the tutelage of Master Daojun."
He kept shaking his head: "Hiding deep, hiding deep."
"What are you talking about, monk? Let me introduce you to you. This is my little brother, Mo Chen." Feng Zuojun scratched Mo Chen's head. "He will go up to Weilong Mountain with us on this trip."
Looking at Feng Zuojun's hand, he showed a helpless look: "Tianshi, ignorance is not a crime."
Mo Chen smiled and said, "Master, you are wrong. I am really not a heavenly master."
"Amitabha." He abstained from love but not lust and said nothing else, but just chanted the Buddha's name which was rare.