The sound from the sky caused Wuming to look down and his eyes narrowed.
Wuming said in a low voice: "What do you mean?"
Long Xiaoshan said lightly: "You are not saying that the way of heaven is unfair to you, you are just an abandoned son of fate. All your efforts have lost their meaning. So now, I can give you a chance to survive and continue to fight against destiny."
A trace of light burst out from Wuming's eyes.
How could a person like him not want to live? Only by living can he have the opportunity to transcend the way of heaven.
But he was very suspicious.
There is no kindness in the world of cultivation. He has such a deep hatred with Long Xiaoshan. Long Xiaoshan killed him without any harm. Why did he let him go?
He believes that those who can reach this level will not be a kind person with mercy and ruthless person.
Long Xiaoshan seemed to see Wuming's suspicion, and he said calmly: "I let you go, not because I don't want to kill you, but you said that under this fate of heaven, everyone is a chess piece. Once the fortune is gone, they will be abandoned. Since fate abandons you, I want to give you a chance to survive. I just don't want to leave it to fate."
Wuming's eyes fluctuated for a moment.
Looking at Long Xiaoshan with a slightly strange look, this guy is really a person who doesn't play according to common sense.
But he is not such a person.
Back then, his original Thousand-faced Bodhisattva was even more rebellious. He was born in Buddhism but he was almost buried in Buddhism. When a "bad child" saw another "bad child", he would feel a sense of mutual appreciation.
Wuming suddenly smiled and said, "You won't let me go so easily, there will definitely be conditions."
Long Xiaoshan said: "Of course, I'm not a fool, I'm learning from Mr. Dongguo."
"Mr. Dongguo?" Wuming was confused and had no idea who this was.
"The conditions are very simple. I don't want you to be a slave or a servant. You are a senior. I have to pass on your inheritance. It's also my half-teacher. So you make a vow of heaven. If you don't touch my dragon gate within fifty years, I will let you go."
"It's that simple?"
Wuming couldn't believe his ears, and he had only one vow, and he had only been bound for fifty years.
Long Xiaoshan let him go, was he so sloppy?
"It's that simple." Long Xiaoshan stood with his hands behind his back, with extremely powerful self-confidence in his eyes. Even though he was the reincarnation of the most powerful demon monk in the history of Lingxu Star, he did not seem to be regarded as his real opponent.
Fifty years later, even if Wuming lost his bondage, Long Xiaoshan did not think that the other party could pose any threat to him.
"Great courage!"
Wuming made a tsk sound. How could he not see Long Xiaoshan's amazing confidence and pride when he had lived like this for countless years?
He also thinks he is the top monster.
Looking at the history of Lingxu Star for billions of years, it is enough to rank among the top ten.
But compared to Long Xiaoshan, it seems that he is still inferior to his talent and courage.
Such a guy was born on this barren star, which is really a great regret. If it is on the perfect path and the cultivation environment is far beyond that of here, can a person who is detached from heaven and detached can be born under this path?
Wuming had a trace of expectation in his heart at this moment.
"Okay, the way of heaven is proved. I swear that within fifty years, there will be no threat to anyone associated with Longmen and your Long Xiaoshan. If you violate this oath, disasters will be caused by heaven and souls will be destroyed..."
Wuming made an oath of heaven.
Long Xiaoshan nodded slightly, his spiritual thoughts activate, and an invisible force directly threw Wuming out of the Butian Cauldron.
A ray of light rushed out from the Butian Cauldron, Wuming showed up and saw Long Xiaoshan put away the Butian Cauldron and standing not far away.
Long Xiaoshan spoke, "Senior can leave."
Wuming was slightly stunned, with a trace of dazed look in his eyes. He did not have any restraint at this time. Long Xiaoshan let him go. He thought he would die without a doubt, and escaped again.
But Wuming didn't have much joy in his heart at this time.
He looked up slightly and looked at the vast sky. Although he survived, he knew that there were still invisible eyes above the heavenly way, looking down at the vast world. Will he truly survive after this disaster?
Did you really escape the sanctions of fate?
He doesn't think so.
If he was young, he was fearless and could get up after falling down many times and pat his butt and start over again.
But after experiencing too much, the more he learned, the more he was afraid of the ruthless heavenly way. If he did not transcend for a day, he would still be a tiny grain of dust among the countless beings. But transcendence was not easy. His energy was exhausted, and he knew that with his own strength, he would only do this at most. Even the energy of the entire Lingxu Star was on the verge of destruction, let alone a mere person.
He doesn't accept his fate, but he has to see the facts clearly.
If a person whose energy has been exhausted, there is still a little chance to fight against the way of heaven.
That is luck.
There is an old saying that once you achieve enlightenment, chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven, there will be no talent or luck for chickens and dogs. However, because you follow the right master, you borrow your master's fortune. After the master attains enlightenment, you will ascend to heaven and achieve enlightenment.
Like before him, millions of people who sent their souls actually had the effect of accumulating fortune, and attributed the fortune of millions of people to him alone.
Now that his clone is completely destroyed, it is in vain to think of another one, because in this kind of a great environment, it is difficult for even a Heavenly Lord to produce one, so where can he get the fortune to accumulate?
Look around the world.
The only person with the strongest fate he saw was Long Xiaoshan in front of him.
This man is incomparable in talent and still proves the Heavenly Lord in this incomplete environment of Dao, and his fortune is even more powerful. Whether he or Duanmuling, they are all amazing figures that have only been produced in millions of years, but they are still suppressed by Long Xiaoshan one by one. It is even more rare that this man is so bold that he is beyond imagination.
Wuming wants to borrow luck and fight for destiny.
With the current environment, if you don’t think of it as a second person, there is only Long Xiaoshan.
Wuming slowly exhaled and bowed to Long Xiaoshan: "The world is your Dragon Gate now. Lingxuxing is not small, but not big. Since I have sworn that I will not move the Dragon Gate within fifty years, then there will be nowhere to go in the past fifty years. Please take the sect leader in it."
Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a strange look: "You want to join Longmen?"
To be honest, he had let Wuming go before, but he really never thought of subjugation. Because Wuming's origin is too great, what a person he was reincarnated by Thousand Face Bodhisattva, how could he be? He was not willing to be inferior to others. So he didn't even mention that, but just let him go.
Unexpectedly, Wuming actually offered to join Longmen, so Long Xiaoshan couldn't be suspicious.
"Yes, I have a little selfish desire to enter the Longmen. In the world, only the sect leader's luck is like a rainbow. I am the one who abandoned my destiny. Only the sect leader's fate can help me avoid disaster by relying on one or two." Wuming said frankly.