The fortune teller dreamed of himself in his dream last night.

In other words, his dream last night was different from the dream he had for the past forty years.

Is it because of the appearance of Chang Hao, the "man in the dream", last night that caused these changes?

At this moment, thousands of possibilities flashed through Wang Lin's mind, and finally he focused his attention on the fortune teller. He came here to test it again...

The fortune teller's ability is too weird.

Predict the future and destiny.

After last night, he had secretly guessed whether the fortune teller was really what he showed, and whether the fortune teller would not be surprised that the person or thing in his dream appeared in his reality. But now that he came here, he

I heard the other person say that the dream that had been going on for forty years had changed.

This made Wang Lin unable to tell whether it was Chang Hao who came out of the dream and came to the fortune teller and caused the fortune teller's dream to change, or whether the fortune teller already knew everything that happened now.

Now it seems that the physiognomist's performance, whether true or false, at least showed that he had no idea about Chang Hao's appearance last night, so he showed a shocked expression just now.

"Then what happened to you and Chang Hao in your dream?" Wang Lin asked.

The fortune teller's dream began to change.

This change may be very important. Is it the new destiny direction that Chang Hao has already determined?

However, the fortune teller shook his head and said: "It was just a very brief scene. In fact, it was not much different from the dream I had before. It was just that when Chang Hao died in the alley, my figure suddenly appeared next to him...

"

"In the dream, I just looked at his body quietly, as if..."

The fortune teller looked like he was remembering, but he frowned, as if he was in pain and couldn't remember.

Wang Lin asked: "What does it seem like?"

The fortune teller put his hand on his forehead and recalled with a hint of pain: "It seems that in the last scene, I said something to Chang Hao's body, but I can't remember that sentence. After that, I

Then I woke up..."

He put his hand on his forehead to cover up some changes in the expression in his eyes.

He really couldn't remember what he said to Chang Hao's corpse in the dream.

But the fortune teller knew clearly that it should be the strong will that had flashed across his body before and spoke in his dream.

But how could it be possible to completely reveal this matter to Wang Lin.

When Wang Lin heard this, he closed his eyes slightly. In fact, Chang Hao's incident had nothing to do with him. The reason why he was interrogating like this was simply because of some fear and apprehension about fate.

He saw in Chang Hao a sad fate that had been predetermined by others.

Then Wang Lin reflected on himself, if Chang Hao was such a person, would he also be someone whose ending was planned by others?

Because of such fear, even though he knew that the fortune teller's dream was extremely strange and that this mysterious and great destiny was so powerful that he could not figure it out, he still wanted to explore it.

Not for anything else, just so that one day, if you really find out your destiny, you will have a clear understanding.

Wang Lin looked at the fortune teller and asked repeatedly:

"It seems that you know nothing about Chang Hao's arrival. It doesn't matter. I just want to ask, what do you think of Chang Hao's life? Now it is clear that Chang Hao is not you, but the life of a stranger you dreamed about.

, but...this dream of yours has destined his life."

"The dream you dream is no longer just a dream, but a complete prediction of a person's life and a predetermined ending for him."

"What do you think of Chang Hao? What do you think of your dream?"

The fortune teller fell silent when he heard Wang Lin's question and did not answer.

Wang Lin did not give up and continued to ask: "Or is it because of you that his life has become so doomed?"

"It was you who controlled his destiny." His words were like silent thunder.

The fortune teller avoided answering and instead asked: "Do you think there is such power in the world, that one person can control the destiny of others? If it is as you said, then I control not only Chang Hao's destiny, but Chang Hao's."

The fate of all the people I have met in my life, such as the thousands of cultivators who were massacred in Tai Cang Clan, Chang Hao’s family, Xu Ling’er’s family, if it is really my dream that determines the fate of all of them, then

I control the fate of tens of thousands or more people."

Wang Lin took a deep breath, looked at the fortune teller, and said slowly: "I don't believe it."

The fortune teller looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin said with certainty: "What I have wanted since the beginning of my practice is that no one can control my destiny. If it is true that reincarnation is reincarnated and destiny is destined to take away the people around me, then I, Wang Lin, will

It must go against heaven and go against the principles of heaven, earth, and the universe.”

"So, I don't believe that you are the hand that controls everyone's destiny. Based on the current situation, I am more willing to believe that you have seen a corner of Chang Hao's future and made a sign."

The fortune teller shook his head and smiled: "You just asked me what I think about Chang Hao's life. I have thought about it for a long time, and now I can answer you, that is, do nothing, follow destiny, and let it develop."

Wang Lin suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "So what if I plan to intervene and change Chang Hao's fate?"

There was a hint of surprise in the fortune teller's eyes, and he asked, "You want to intervene?"

After saying that, he smiled: "I can't stop you, you can do whatever you want."

Wang Lin frowned and looked at the fortune teller and said, "Do you think I can't change his fate of death?"

The fortune teller put his hands behind his hands and looked at the sky, and said in a low tone: "In terms of cultivation, I am far away from you, but in terms of understanding of fate, I should be better than you..."

Wang Lin naturally does not deny that the fortune teller has been in the world for decades with his divination skills and the ability to hit the tenth hexagram, and he has witnessed many fateful events.

The fortune teller turned back to look at Wang Lin and said with a smile: "The so-called fate is the word "destiny". It is a predetermined result. No matter what you do, that result will not change."

"Just like when I told Daniel's father's fortune, it rained that day and the trail collapsed. This is an inevitable result of fate. No matter what Daniel's father chooses, this result will not change. His choice is just

It determines his own life and death, but cannot determine the fact that it rained that day and the trail collapsed."

"Of course you can try to change Chang Hao's fate, but I can also tell you that fate will not change due to any external decision, because..."

"You did it, it was fate."

"If you don't do it, it will still be your fate."

"Whether you do something or not is fate. Naturally, you can't talk about changing fate. Therefore, it is meaningless for you to interfere in Chang Hao's life."

Wang Lin closed his eyes and said: "It sounds like the fate above the heads of all living beings is indeed irresistible. It is also the one who advances, and it is also the one who retreats. It seems to be able to control everything, but it can control me. I am destined to go up.

Go against its determination?"

This seems to be a discussion.

Hear the words.

The fortune teller suddenly froze.

Something seemed to flash in his heart.

There is a whisper in the dark.

"Yes, without a strong heart that will never give in, a monstrous faith, and a determination to change everything, how can we crush the world and seize the essence of destiny?"

"But it's a pity that that's you in the future... You now only let me lend a helping hand to suppress him here..."

The voice faded away and seemed to be sleeping deep in my heart again.

The fortune teller's eyes flashed, but nothing seemed to have changed.

"If you want to change it, then go ahead and change it, but it's best not to let me dream about you in my dream." The fortune teller shook his head and smiled.

The meaning of this sentence couldn't be clearer. If he wanted to interfere in Chang Hao's life, he would undoubtedly appear in the fortune teller's dreams.

This also means that in Chang Hao's destined fate, Wang Lin will also be involved and become a part of the fate.

Wang Lin looked at the fortune teller with even deeper fear.

He couldn't see through the fortune teller even more.

Even though the opponent was only at the third level of Qi training, he couldn't bear to look down upon him at all.

Because the other party seems to be connected with the mysterious and powerful "destiny".

Wang Lin shook his head and said:

"I'm just asking casually. Regarding Chang Hao, I have no relationship with him. On the contrary, I still owe you a favor. I won't go against you for no reason. You can rest assured about this."

The fortune teller had indeed never turned against him from beginning to end, and he didn't seem to care about what he did. Moreover, he had never actively involved Wang Lin in anything, so he naturally had no reason to do anything to the fortune teller.

But Wang Lin still had some inexplicable resistance to the fortune teller.

Especially after seeing everything last night that was just like the fortune teller’s dream, and listening to so many remarks about fate today.

He thought about it, and it was not that he hated the fortune teller, but the fate behind the fortune teller.

Wang Lin is completely disgusted with this so-called destined concept and thing. If nothing can be changed, then what is the purpose of his practice?

After a while, Wang Lin left.

This trip produced a satisfactory but unsatisfactory result, and successfully made him fear and hate the destiny behind the fortune teller.

But obviously his transformation into a mortal is the most important thing. He came here just to understand some things clearly so that he could put aside all the suspicions in his heart and concentrate on his transformation into a mortal.

The fortune teller watched Wang Lin leave and slowly murmured to himself: "Those who hate fate don't actually hate fate, but themselves who are helpless in the face of a powerful fate. Therefore, only by taking fate into their own hands can they stay away."

The helplessness of being powerless is the difference between the weak and the strong."

…………

North of the city.

Three months have passed.

In March, many cultivators began to secretly search around this country and other countries.

Although the power of the Huan Shen Sect is very far away, it is an alliance of sects within the Suzaku Star. When the Huan Shen Sect promised benefits, there were naturally many fellow sects who helped.

But they never imagined that the person they were looking for was right under their noses in the city where the battle took place that day.

"Darkness under the lamp is not a long-term solution. After a while, they will eventually react and start a detailed investigation again, so my senior sister and I have to go out and direct their attention to the other side to ensure your future safety.

Nothing."

"You stay in the city first. After we divert the storm away, you will be safer. We will come back to you then."

Chang Hao said to the girl in red in the courtyard.

It would be most dangerous to let Xu Ling'er follow them.

He could only make Xu Ling'er as safe as possible.

The most effective way to solve the problem once and for all is to wipe out the Huanshen Sect so that no one will come after them, but he can't do that yet.

"Don't worry, I can take care of myself." Xu Ling'er forced a smile, but her face was still very pale.

"Let's go. You have placed all the Dao-Seeking Beads here. With her aura covering her up, there is no way she would know she is here unless the cultivator takes action himself." Murong Yan said.

Chang Hao glanced at the girl in the courtyard, then nodded to his senior sister, and the two left.

The girl in red was left standing in the courtyard for half a day.
Chapter completed!