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Chapter 16

Chapter 16 Self-invited disaster

"If you want the costs and defects to restrain and offset each other, you must travel to different worlds." At this time, Ye Chuxiao's need for destiny has reached a new level, and the doubts that had been lingering in his mind before were solved.

There is no doubt that whether you stay in a certain world for a long time or travel between connected worlds, you need to use your life as a bargaining chip to pay.

Although destiny is not as rare as Tao Yun, it is hard currency.

Cultivation, Taoism, and destiny are, in a sense, a trinity of concepts.

When all three are gathered together, you are on the right path of spiritual practice.

After obtaining the cultivation method of this world, Ye Chuxiao adjusted slightly and adapted to the details of cultivation in this world. The true cultivation level that was originally bound and sealed was quickly unsealed.

However, although his cultivation level has recovered, the problem of lameness has still not been solved.

This is the negative impact caused by low destiny.

Perhaps this is not the worst. If Ye Chuxiao continues to maintain such a low fate, even greater difficulties are still waiting for him.

Good luck will not favor him, but bad luck will follow.

"Solving the problem of lameness is not too difficult. All you need to do is cultivate yourself from a state of ignorance to a state of misery."

"The realm of foolishness is a realm that can be reached by even the most foolish people. It is the 'fairness' that the path of cultivation brings to all living beings. The realm of suffering is the sea of ​​suffering that blocks more than 70% of the so-called practitioners from this realm."

"Practice in a state of suffering is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, it also requires persistence every day, and it also needs to withstand the hardships. Taking martial arts as an example, it is necessary to use elixirs and true energy to wash away the skin, muscles, bones, flesh and blood, and internal organs until the whole body is clear.

Through it, all the breath and strength can be integrated in an instant and condensed into one piece. In this process, every practice is like thousands of ants piercing the heart, and the pain is unbearable. Ordinary people cannot persist at all, and most of them will choose to give up. In this miserable state

Stand still."

"Even among the hundreds of monks, the seemingly easiest Qi practitioner, in a difficult situation, he still needs to study, memorize, adjust his own breath frequency every day, and exhale to imitate the many changes in the air flow in the world. If he is not careful, his Qi will go astray.

, it hurts the internal organs and meridians, and the pain is like being ripped apart by cramps. I persist in this way until one day, when I exhale three thousand times, the path will be different."

"Because of the existence of suffering, monks who practice multiple disciplines in this world are not to mention rare, but they are also extremely rare, because most of the monks who have survived suffering can endure inhuman pain once, but it is difficult to bear it over and over again.

Torture.”

"Even the disciples of aristocratic families and great sects who have the conditions to use good elixirs can only shorten the process as much as possible, but cannot avoid it. And during the shortening process, the pain is doubled. They just shorten the process.

Taking time does not reduce the pain, but intensifies the pain endured in the short term.”

"That's why suffering is seen as a test for the strong. Only practitioners who have overcome suffering can take on great responsibilities. Those who are under suffering are not valued."

"Martial arts cultivators can recast their muscles and bones when they enter a difficult situation. My current lameness can also be repaired in a difficult situation."

Lame with one leg, Ye Chuxiao returned to the blood-stained hall and ate the roasted sweet potatoes without changing his expression.

Perhaps it was because of the changed world that Ye Chuxiao finally felt something strange.

"When did I become so cold?"

"And he's very brave, and he doesn't seem to have much awe." Ye Chuxiao thought to himself as he looked at the hall that looked like a hellish cave at this time, eating delicious roasted potatoes.

Indifference and lack of awe are sometimes good things, but sometimes they are not.

Moreover, Ye Chuxiao cannot guarantee that the emotion he lacks has always been like this.

Indifference and lack of reverence for life may be the flaws and costs brought about by the way of cultivation in the world where Daheng lives.

After having food in his stomach, Ye Chuxiao sat down cross-legged and began to focus on his luck.

What he used at this time was the art of changing one's appearance in the Nine Death Demonic Art.

Compared to the truly profound and unfathomable part of the Nine Deaths Demonic Skill, these methods of changing one's appearance can only be said to scratch the surface.

After a while, his appearance changed slightly.

Upon closer inspection, he was actually very similar to the 'Ninth Junior Brother' who was casually killed by Qiu Changling.

In order to be consistent with his identity as possessing the secret of the Nine-Death Demonic Skill, Ye Chuxiao did not force an absolute similarity.

"In the tragedy of annihilation, only one person escaped by chance. He was responsible for a blood feud, and he also hid the secret of a peerless magical skill. If such an identity is 'exposed', it will definitely cause a huge commotion."

"There is great danger in this, but for me, isn't it a good opportunity?"

"As long as you want to stand on the cusp of the storm and get the favor of fate, you must brave the mountains of swords and seas of fire."

"Being at the center of the turmoil, my destiny will definitely increase very quickly."

"Besides, I still have a trump card. When absolutely necessary, I can activate the golden clock with Taoist Rhythm and escape on the ship of fortune."

Ye Chuxiao walked to the pool, looked at his appearance at this time, and nodded with satisfaction.

It’s easy to understand why he can’t easily look like Yuetingshan.

Yue Tingshan is obviously a well-known figure, and there must be many people who are familiar with him. Ye Chuxiao disguises himself as him, so the possibility of being exposed is greater.

Moreover, there is a contradictory relationship between Yueting Mountain and Qiuchangling Mountain without any buffer.

There is less room for emptiness and compromise.

Assume that Ye Chuxiao is captured by Qiu Changling in the future. As the 'Ninth Junior Brother', Qiu Changling will imprison him and try every means to find out the whereabouts of the Nine Death Demonic Art.

If he was acting as Yuetingshan, all he could do was torture.

When it got late at night, Ye Chuxiao limped one leg and quietly climbed over the back wall.

Then he was still dressed as a beggar, but he was sneaky and cautiously walked towards the north gate.

It didn't take long for someone to follow quietly. Although the Tianwei Martial Arts Hall was wiped out, there were still some local forces arranging spies to keep an eye on it.

If Ye Chuxiao went in and out of the gate intact and continued begging in the city, it would be nothing.

But he kept his head hidden and went straight to the North City Gate, as if he was planning to take a boat along the river, which inevitably aroused suspicion.

At this time, Ye Chuxiao raised his eyes and looked at the simple and clean light curtain panel.

The balance of fate, which was originally sparse and dull, suddenly jumped by five points, from the original three points to eight points.

And there is an upward trend.

"Very good, my plan worked!"

"Replacing the appearance of the Ninth Junior Brother, and being saddled with such a 'protagonist' style destiny, my life value has been increased and strengthened. From now on, as long as I make more noise, the life value will increase even more." Lame.

Legs, Ye Chuxiao's pace quickened a bit.

He is not lying now, but is really running for his life.

"Deeper, little beggar, what are you going to do when you run to the city gate instead of sleeping in the kennel?" A cold voice came, blocking Ye Chuxiao's front.

Above the light curtain, Ye Chuxiao's life balance jumped up three more points, reaching eleven.

It is not far from Ye Chuxiao's original destiny point.

(End of chapter)


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