Chapter 475: One Qi Changqiu Sword Galaxy Battle Eight Parts of Tianlong Fire Man Bodhi
Ye Yang looked at Xuexue Yi, with an imperceptible glint in his eyes.
"The heaven and earth are incomplete, and neither is human life. How can we deduce past and present lives based on human faces?"
"No, appearance is born from the heart, and destiny is created by heaven."
Xuexuezi Yi shook his head, his voice low and powerful.
His eyes were clear, like a bottomless spring, filled with unshakable faith.
Ye Yang sighed softly.
Destiny is too difficult to predict.
It is too difficult for ordinary people to understand.
Even in the legend, the aloof immortals may not be able to guess the power of fate.
Ye Yang further believes that there is a difference between a big life and a small life.
Destiny is something that cannot be changed or replaced through hard work and can only be passively accepted.
Like birth, family background, or sitting at home, disaster comes from heaven.
Life, on the other hand, is something that can be changed by relying on will and hard work.
Like practicing, like studying.
But Yi Xuezi believes that everything is an arrangement of fate.
Even if it is study, practice, luck, it is fate that has already made this happen.
When some people's destiny comes, they can obtain the fruit of immortality without practicing cultivation, become immortals, become ancestors, and soar to the sky.
Some people plan and work hard, but in the end they can only be trapped in one place, unable to break through, and die of old age in vain.
"Brother Yi, since you think everything is doomed, what's the point of our efforts?"
Ye Yang couldn't help but ask.
Xuexuezi Yi smiled slightly.
"Brother Ye, destiny cannot be violated. If you don't know destiny, you can't be a god, and you can't be a gentleman. Your destiny has already decided whether you work hard or not."
Ye Yang was silent.
"Brother Yi, although you and I have different views, the world is big enough to accommodate our different opinions and views."
Unknowingly, night fell, and the starry moonlight shone through the window, shining on the three of them.
Yi Xuezi looked at Ye Yang and frowned slightly.
"This person can actually discuss Taoism with me for such a long time. It seems that he is indeed an extraordinary person."
"It's just that, according to my destiny hexagram, he is clearly a mortal, but why is it so elusive and unpredictable? I used the six-line plum blossom arithmetic to postpone the future, but it turned out to be nothingness."
"Could it be that I am outside the world of mortals and not among the Five Elements?"
"Either this person has a heaven-defying treasure on him that covers his aura, or he has an extraordinary physique, and I made a mistake."
He lowered his brows, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this time, Ye Yang expressed his doubts.
"Brother Yi, I don't know why you went all the way to find me."
"To be honest, I felt a familiar aura from Brother Ye."
"This breath led me through many mountains and rivers, but I have used various determination methods, but I can't find any trace of you."
"With no choice, I had no choice but to find the Holy Son and ask for his help to introduce him."
There was a hint of urgency in Xuexuezi Yi's eyes.
It seems that what you are looking for is not just a person, but a past, or a long-lost connection.
Brother Ye frowned slightly, a little confused, and he spoke slowly.
"Brother Yi, we just met for the first time, how can we have such a deep connection? Is there something wrong?"
"No, I'm not mistaken."
Xuexuezi Yi shook his head with a firm tone.
"This is closely related to the technique I practice. Many years ago, I obtained a fortune-telling technique in an adventure."
"Since practicing this method, I can sense my opportunity in the crowd, and now this opportunity has fallen on Brother Ye."
Brother Ye was silent for a moment, and a glint of thought flashed in his eyes. There were not many monks who had come into contact with numerology.
Except for the student Yi in front of him.
The remaining one is the mysterious old Taoist priest I met in the Immortality Barrier in the past.
The man was holding a fortune-telling white soul flag and was extremely slovenly. The outline of the Thirteen Swords of Time was also given by him.
Could it be that Xuexuezi Yi was looking for him?
Ye Yang spoke slowly.
"Brother Yi, your words remind me of... an old Taoist priest who also practices numerology."
After hearing this, Xuexuezi's eyes flashed: Old Taoist? Brother Ye, please tell me in detail. "
"Do you still remember the old man's appearance?"
Brother Ye pondered for a while and slowly closed his eyes, seeming to be trying to remember.
"I only remember him with gray hair, holding a soul flag, and a sloppy face. The rest is gone."
Xuexuezi Yi nodded, took out a scroll from his arms, unfolded it and handed it to Brother Ye.
"Brother Ye, look at the characters in this painting. Are they similar to the old man in your memory?"
Brother Ye took the scroll and his eyes fell on the painting. In the painting, he saw an old man with an immortal spirit, holding a fly whisk, with deep eyes, surrounded by a faint green light.
Apart from being clean and tidy, and having an extraordinary appearance, his face was exactly the same as that person's.
Ye Yang's fingers gently touched the picture, with a look of shock in his eyes.
"This is indeed the old Taoist priest!"
When Xuexuezi Yi saw this, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"As expected. Brother Ye, I said that my destiny will fall on you. There must be a deeper cause and effect between you and me."
The two looked at each other, Ye Yang took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
"Brother Yi, if you're not that old Taoist priest, where did you come from?"
Yi Xuezi shook his head
"I don't know either, but the two sentences I received from the Heavenly Fortune Telling Technique are still fresh in my memory and have always been my guide."
He spoke slowly
The previous sentence is "It cannot be counted as the humble life of all living beings."
Ye Yang somehow thought of the words that the old Taoist often said before.
He blurted out immediately and caught the next sentence.
"The next sentence is about looking back at Geng Geng and looking forward to the dawn of the sky."
"No, it's Geng Geng Xinghe Nai He Tian."
Looking back at Geng Geng Xinghe's words, he reveals a hint of hope and expectation.
Although the journey of life is full of ups and downs, there is always a moment when the night is about to dissipate and the first light of dawn appears on the horizon.
People will stop and look up at the starry sky that is gradually fading away from darkness. A warm current will surge in their hearts and they will continue to strive for self-improvement.
But Geng Geng Xinghe Naihe Tiantian, despite all the efforts and struggles, could only be blown away by the rain and wind in the end.
The word "Naihe" completely dissipated everything into nothingness.
"Wanting the Dawn Heaven or Naihe Heaven?"
Yi Xuezi looked at the sky, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart.
Ye Yang looked at him with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
Fate is unpredictable.
But he wanted to.
Regardless of whether fate has been determined or not.
He will stick to his beliefs, be tenacious, take one step at a time, be down-to-earth, keep exploring, keep practicing, and keep moving forward.
…
during this time.
A big battle started between Yiqi Changqiu Dao Xinghe and Babu Tianlong Fireman Bodhi caused an uproar.
Ye Yang was also paying attention all the time, even among the sect, he did not go back.
Tonight, the night of the full moon.
In the quiet valley of Ruyi Lake, there are towering ancient trees. The moonlight shines through the treetops and shines mottledly on the bluestone-paved path.
On a full moon night, it finally became quiet.
A group of people are standing on the top of the cliff, on the cliff, or on the lake, waiting eagerly and looking forward to it.
All those who came were heroes and high cultivators.
Ye Yang looked around one by one. The person next to him by the lake was the six-armed lion king Dona Yuan, and the person next to him was Li Xinfei.
They are all top twenty high cultivators on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, which is rare to see on weekdays.
Further forward, Luo Shenxue, who had been killed by Ye Yang's sword before, now has white hair and bloodshot eyes.
As for the blood demon saint son, bloodthirsty wolf Wang Dong and others, it goes without saying.
Ye Yang sat on the attic by the window and waited patiently.
This position is extremely difficult to obtain. Even within the Feitian Clan's sphere of influence, it was not easy to get it after some planning by the subordinates.
He waited quietly for Dao Xinghe and Xia Bodhi to appear.
Looking forward to it, looking forward to it
At three o'clock on the moon, the crowd finally got excited.
There were two people walking alone under the moon, coming by the moonlight.
In the night, their figures were like two shooting stars, piercing the silent sky one after another.
Then one left and one right, standing in the middle of the lake.
One is Dao Xinghe, and the other is Xia Bodhi.
Dao Xinghe was wearing a black robe with silver trim and a long knife on his waist. The scabbard was engraved with complicated star patterns.
His eyes were firm and his steps were steady, as if every step followed the rhythm of heaven and earth.
Xia Bodhi, who followed closely behind, was wearing a fiery red cassock, which fluttered in the wind like a burning flame.
He has a tall body, like a diamond, with no hair, but the top of his head is a high bun with a red-gold hairpin engraved with the shape of a flying dragon.
Xia Bodhi was very indifferent, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging in his hand and chanting all the time, with the light of wisdom shining in his eyes.
There is a faint smile hanging on the corner of the mouth, as if the Buddha is holding flowers and smiling. He is approachable and always gives people an unfathomable feeling.
The arrival of the two men broke the tranquility here.
"Look, these two are taking action."
"A century-old event is rare to see."
"The battle between third and sixth in the Hidden Dragon Ranking has lost this opportunity and will never be seen again in my lifetime."
Many people opened their eyes wide, fearing that they would miss this unique battle.
Ye Yang's eyes emitted a golden and red sword light, and the sword pupils moved. Everything in the world became clear in his eyes.
He looked carefully.
On the lake, under the full moon.
Dao Xinghe took the lead in attacking.
The sword can shatter the starry sky, and with one strike, both heaven and earth will be destroyed.
This knife was like the brightest star in the night sky, cutting through the curtain of darkness, bringing endless brilliance and power.
Wherever the blade passed, the air seemed to be split into two, and the sharp whistle echoed in the space, making people tremble.
Xia Bodhi, on the other hand, opened and closed his hands to shoot a Buddha Fire Palm.
This palm is like the lotus under the Buddha's seat, blooming with infinite light and compassion.
Wherever the wind from the palm reaches, the flame turns into a huge lotus, burning all evil.
In the center of the lotus, there seems to be a small Buddhist kingdom, exuding tranquility and serenity.
The attacks of the two, one strong and the other fierce, did not complement each other, but both contained the power to destroy everything.
The sword light of Dao Xinghe intertwined with Xia Bodhi's Buddha Fire Divine Palm, forming a gorgeous vacuum zone.
The next moment, the two collided and disappeared like mist.
The sword light flashed again, and the Buddha Fire Lotus bloomed again.
The two men's offensive was as surging as the tide.
Everyone can see that these people are all matched with each other, will meet a good match, and their strength is between equals.
In fact, the Jiu Sword Immortal ranked first on the Hidden Dragon List.
He has reached the advanced age of sixty and will be off the list next year.