In the alley.

The wind and snow are falling endlessly.

In front of the two cold corpses that were leaning on each other and lifeless.

A middle-aged fortune teller wearing a cloth shirt and holding a banner appeared here.

When he took a breath after appearing, Wang Lin also slowly appeared here.

For a time, under the heavy snow that spread thousands of miles, all that was left in the city was the roar of the wind and snow.

Wang Lin spoke slowly: "Who is he?"

He looked at Chang Hao's already cold body.

The fortune teller looked calm, looked at Chang Hao silently, and said: "He is me."

"You?" Wang Lin looked moved.

Just when the fortune teller said those three words, the two cold corpses on the ground slowly dispersed into two streaks of red smoke, and then began to transform, washing away the redness and turning into a vast expanse of snow-white.

, the same color as the heavy snow between heaven and earth, floating towards the fortune teller.

Although the fortune teller was in front of Wang Lin, his tone was ethereal, as if he came from outside.

"He is me, my equal...inner demon."

He described Chang Hao as "inner demon".

Wang Lin closed his eyes and understood something: "So, all of this is a game arranged by you in order to conquer your own heart. You used this city as a chessboard to build a dream."

However, the fortune teller slowly smiled and said: "The fight between me and him originated from outside the universe tens of millions of years ago. We were all trying to make each other the only one in the world. But this dream was actually cast by him in the beginning.

of……"

Wang Lin was stunned.

"The dream created by Chang Hao trapped himself..."

The fortune teller slowly absorbed the smoke from Chang Hao's body. In Wang Lin's eyes, this seemed like ordinary smoke, but it was a supreme power that Wang Lin could not see at this moment.

While the fortune teller is absorbing the smoke, his appearance is also slowly changing, as if he has returned to his true self.

This is an image of a young man who is gradually getting younger.

The fortune teller absorbed this power that seemed to take a long time to digest. Taking advantage of this time, he said leisurely: "Chang Hao, to be precise, his name is Tai Cang, and he is another me..."

"He created an eternal mortal world, pulled my true self and himself into it, and reincarnated in it."

"This is a technique that involves gambling on oneself. Let's see who can wake up from this eternal dream first. Whoever can not only fully digest the other party into his own path, but also take this opportunity to...

We hone each other in the eternal dream and reach the final supreme state."

Wang Lin asked: "Then, how did it end up like this?"

The fortune teller looked at Wang Lin and smiled: "So, I want to thank you very much. Because of your help, I have been able to take charge of the situation, not only for you now, but also for you in the future."

"What do you mean?" Wang Lin was slightly startled.

The fortune teller looked at the heavy snow with his hands behind his back, and then looked at Chang Hao, whose body was gradually disintegrating in front of him, and said: "I lend you a helping hand to make this dream not just his dream, but a dream that we both have together."

To capture other people's dreams and let them sleep deeper there..."

"Before I was absorbed by the eternal mortal world, I used the technique of eternal mortal world to travel across the vastness and enter the dream of another extremely powerful person."

How could Wang Lin still not understand at this moment?

It was precisely because of the fortune teller's enlightening words that he could not calm down, and his hundreds of years of cultivation life were completely shaken at this moment.

He stared at the fortune teller closely and asked: "Is that the person you are talking about me?"

The fortune teller smiled and said: "Who else is it? If it weren't for you, how could I have turned his eternal life into my dream, made him the guest in my dream, and thereby defeated my destiny in one fell swoop?

.”

Wang Lin's mind was racing with thoughts, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he went back to that day decades ago.

If the fortune teller wanted to use his own power in the beginning, then everything he did in the past few decades was purposefully intended to have an intersection with him.

Therefore, the meeting between the two of them and the fortune-telling for Daniel's father were actually the fortune-teller's intention to create this encounter.

Then he naturally told Wang Lin that he had a dream.

"You must tell me about that dream. It's important for me to know that it was your dream."

Wang Lin closed his eyes and recalled that day, and then spoke silently.

The fortune teller said leisurely: "Yes, because this is your world. Whether it is me or Taicang, during the eternal world of mortals, the realm will be weaker than the real you, so I will bring Taicang and the eternal world of mortals into your life.

The purpose is to use your power to make this eternal dream of the mortal world stronger and deeper, so that Tai Cang’s art will no longer be under his control.”

"Originally, according to the estimation before the Tai Cang war, he should be able to awaken a trace of will in this own art by the handwriting he left behind, and then play with me in the applause, and smoothly turn me into his life

Part of the big dream.”

"But, after I brought him into your world, he lost this ability, and he and I were suppressed by the real you."

"Especially during the most important stages of your life, your power is particularly strong at these points in time. For example, the time and space you and I are in now is the most important period in your life. Therefore, in my

The subordinates left behind let something bring a part of each of us into this period of your life."

"During this period of your life, both he and I were suppressed by your power and it was more difficult to wake up than usual, but..."

Wang Lin heard this and said silently: "But, since you turned against the guest and arranged all this after Tai Cang, you naturally have a way to wake up faster than him..."

The fortune teller said slowly: "You are right, right?"

"Because I said hello to the real you, and with the help of another thing, I had the opportunity to wake up early, and then, with the help of your power, I asked you to help me transform Tai Cang into my dream."

Although Wang Lin listened with difficulty, he still understood: "You are saying that the reason why Chang Hao... Tai Cang ended the story with the ending in your dream is because you told me that story.

Then, I believed it to be true, and it really became Chang Hao's destiny."

The fortune teller chuckled and said, "Yes."

"Both Tai Cang and I are pursuing the ultimate destiny, which is the highest realm in the wider world. He and I both want to step into that realm, but we can only move forward slowly according to our respective understandings.

…”

However, he took this final step by using Tai Cang's technique and finally using the way of another extremely powerful person as a reference.

"So you said, I taught you that circle?" Wang Lin spoke slowly.

The fortune teller looked at Wang Lin and said, "Yes, you in the future have already broken the circle and taken charge of your own destiny."

"So, I used the power of your destiny to tell you that I had a dream, and Chang Hao, who was originally living with me at this time, was successfully pulled into the fate of my dream. All this is because

, you believe..."

"Because you believe it, what I say becomes true in your world."

Wang Lin's face was filled with shock and confusion.

"Are you talking about me in the future?"

The fortune teller smiled lightly and said: "Everyone has a future, time is a river, and a person's life is also a big river that keeps flowing forward from the source. I just went from the end of your life to the beginning of your life...

…”

Wang Lin was silent.

He remembered the future that the fortune teller had predicted for him.

Everything in the future is really done.

However, he turned around and remembered that the fortune teller once said that if you want to achieve the result in the future, you must take every step correctly.

The fortune teller looked at Wang Lin's expression and said nothing.

He didn't want to tell Wang Lin that in fact, he was just a phantom of the future cultivator.

The cultivator who steps on the sky has jumped out of fate and has taken control of his own destiny. Even if something happens to his past self, it will not affect the future person.

The fortune teller just continued: "Although I borrowed your power and made you believe it to be true and made my dream into a real reality, I am also in the game myself and am not fully aware of my dream.

…”

Because he hasn't gotten to that point yet.

Therefore, this dream was not only his plan to refine Chang Hao, but also a way for him to understand his true destiny.

"The past twenty years have been the process of you constantly controlling your destiny. The strange behavior of the girl in red that is different from your dream is the key to your finally breaking the circle of destiny?" Wang Lin took a deep breath and asked.

The fortune teller looked at the sky with a smile and said: "This fateful dream fabricated by your hands is indeed a prototype of the destiny and fruit placed in front of me. However, at the beginning, I was seeing flowers in the fog and could not understand clearly.

Until Xu Ling'er did something inconsistent with her dream and she came to me..."

"The first time she came to me, she just asked how to restore her cultivation... The second time she came to me, she didn't talk about the real purpose. It was only in the third year that she came to me that she asked vaguely what her request was.

...to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator."

The fortune teller withdrew his gaze and looked at Wang Lin, saying: "The dream told us that the final outcome of those two people was that Chang Hao and Xu Ling'er hugged each other and died in this alley, but I didn't intervene in the first place.

Without my intervention, they would indeed have drawn this ending in another way, but after Xu Ling'er started to pull me into this dream."

"I finally realized..."

"I will be the hand that determines how this dream ends."

"If Xu Ling'er had not come to ask me how to kill Chang Hao, this dream would have been Chang Hao's fate. But after I intervened in Chang Hao's death, I finally perfectly connected the ending in the dream with the real process."

"Destiny is a destined ending, and the power that guides things toward that ending is the hand of fate."

"By unifying the ending and the process with one hand, the circle is connected and the mystery of one's own destiny is solved."

Listening to these words, Wang Lin felt as if he was far away, with a hint of deeper and deeper understanding.

He saw that the figure of the fortune teller also became fainter in front of him.

Finally, the physiognomist who swallowed up all the white smoke transformed by Chang Hao also dispersed into the heaven, earth and universe.

Vaguely visible, it is a completely white petal.

Faintly audible, the voice coming from the white petals:

"Who wakes up first from the big dream...I may be the last petal to wake up...ha..."

Wang Lin watched the petals disappear into the universe, not knowing where to return.

He was silent for a long time and said to himself: "Actually, Chang Hao also had the power to fight back against fate in the end, but unfortunately, he gave up..."

"It's because, in this dream, he is Chang Hao, just Chang Hao..."
Chapter completed!