The Book of Heaven has two volumes, one is Fate and the other is Yi.
The Fate Scroll represents the destiny itself. Great practitioners practice supremely and open the Fate Scroll to see their own ending, or the outcome of something they want to see.
But the ending is the ending, and the detailed process and variables cannot be known. If you want to know the process, you must go through the ending and deduce the process in reverse.
The Book of Changes is exactly the opposite of the Book of Ming. The Book of Changes only records the changes in all things in the world, which is the process before the ending. If you want to know the final ending, you must deduce forward through those variables.
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Forty thousand years ago, a great catastrophe suddenly struck the world. During the catastrophe, the dragon clan was wiped out, hundreds of clans were wiped out, and the last queen of the Xiuling clan took her last strength to close her clan and take refuge.
There is only one line of inheritance left, and for some unknown reason, only the human race has grown rapidly after the catastrophe, and the Tiandao Academy controls all living beings...
However, a certain blacksmith who was obsessed with blacksmithing and had great abilities, but always regarded himself as a small person, under the yin and yang encounter, saw the secret of the catastrophe and knew the secret of the fate of heaven and earth, so he was not willing to be a blacksmith anymore.
Not willing to be at the mercy of fate...
He wanted to snatch those two volumes of heavenly books and expose those secrets, so one day, he took a bloody knife and attacked the Tiandao Academy, leading countless strong men to start a war with the unkillable holy-level puppets.
At this point, the Tiangong Martial Saint, who was once famous on the mainland, became a demon reviled by the world, and was called the Ghost Martial Saint. At this point, of the two volumes of the Heavenly Book of Tiandao Academy, only one volume with the word "ming" is left.
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Forty thousand years passed in a hurry, and the Book of Yi Script that was snatched away by the Ghost Worker Martial Saint was unknown in which year it fell into the hands of Aji, creating this group of people in the Northwest Territory who wanted to fight against the Tiandao Academy and change the world.
The madman of fate...
Luo Hongxiu thought about Liu Xing's previous words, thought about her extremely bleak past these years, and thought about these peaceful and extremely peaceful days that lasted less than a month. After being silent for a long time, she said seriously: "If there really is a
Of course I hope to decide my own destiny."
Liu Xing smiled and nodded: "In that case, why do you need to know your fate?"
Luo Hongxiu was slightly startled when she heard this, thinking, "If you don't know your destiny, how can you change your destiny?" But she felt that Liu Xing should be doing it for her own good, and the reason why he was unwilling to predict her destiny must be because her destiny was not too good.
Okay, that’s why I don’t want to say more.
Thinking of this, Luo Hongxiu bowed, thanked and left. But before leaving, he said: "By the way, Aji asked me to tell you that he will be in seclusion for a period of time, so that you don't sleep too much during this period."
Liu Xing nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. Because he knew very well that the so-called retreat was actually a fugue... But where was Aji going this time? Aji had done many things over the years, and he had also done many things, but
The wheel of fate is still rolling forward, and some changes are constantly happening.
But can these changes finally change the final outcome? Will the long river twist and turn and eventually end up in the sea, returning to the fate that has been destined for a long time, or will it finally open up a new path amidst the twists and turns and create another ending?
Thinking about this, Liu Xing couldn't help but think about Lin Xue's matter. He had calculated Lin Xue's fate a long time ago. According to his calculation at that time, Lin Xue should have been taken to the Ice and Snow Palace as early as three months ago. However,
The current situation is that Lin Xue almost died on Wolong Mountain, but was finally sent to the Ice and Snow Palace under his secret guidance.
But was he right or wrong to take action secretly this time? If he didn't take action, would it mean that his fate had changed? But his action made Lin Xue go to Bingxue as destined.
So, did his action unintentionally become a part of fate and help it return to its original trajectory?
If so, does what happened to them all these years really make sense? Can fate really change, and has it already?
Liu Xing didn't know the answer. If he knew, maybe he wouldn't be drinking and sleeping alone all day, looking so decadent...
"Know your fate? Only when you know your fate can you know the horror of fate and the pain." Liu Xing smiled helplessly. After tossing and turning on the stone, he couldn't fall asleep as usual. He finally thought of that young man, the one he didn't dare to
A young man who comes into contact easily and just dares to let it go, letting the other person bump into and mess around in his destiny as he pleases.
"The fate of heaven and earth is approaching, what role will he play in heaven and earth?" Liu Xing thought leisurely, but he didn't know that Qin Feng was also in deep confusion at this moment...
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The snow in Wolong Mountain has stopped for a long time. The gentle wind has calmed down the trampled snow in the bamboo forest. Qin Feng stood quietly in the snow, his dark golden eyes filled with murderous intent.
, that kind of pure murderous intention, like an unfathomable sea, completely submerged him, making his remaining consciousness sink to the bottom of the sea like a stone.
Yes, it is as silent as stone, without pain, without hatred, only peace, or in other words, it is a kind of dead silence like death.
Everyone in Wolong Mountain looked at the young man from a distance, feeling a little sad and sighing in their hearts. At the same time, they were also a little uneasy, uneasy because of the murderous aura in the young man, and uneasy because of the young man's dark golden cold eyes.
But Qin Feng seemed to be unable to see them or feel their existence. He just felt that he was drowning in the darkness, and his consciousness kept sinking in the darkness. He didn't know where he was, and he didn't know that he was missing.
After losing consciousness, what kind of things is the body doing under the trend of killing intent? It doesn't even know whether it is dead or alive...
"It should be alive, right? If dead, how can my heart hurt?" Qin Feng thought silently. At this moment, the only way he could tell whether he was dead or alive seemed to rely on the pain and bitterness in his heart.
That bitterness was no longer just the bitterness of losing Lin Xue, but the deepest helplessness, helplessness towards fate.
Wu Sheng was reborn. Once upon a time, the young man was so high-spirited and vowed to change everything and firmly grasp all the things he lost in the previous life. He and Lin Xue were separated in the previous life, so in this life he wants to keep Lin Xue.
Xue. So in the royal city, when the special envoy of the Ice and Snow Palace tried to take Lin Xue with him, he stopped it from happening. Later, the ice and snow envoy died in the Daqian Palace.
Qin Feng originally thought that his fate had changed. After the Ice and Snow Special Envoy died, no one would bother him and Lin Xue. However, he did not expect that after the death of the Special Envoy, the one who came to Wolong Mountain today was a Ice and Snow Palace member.
The Supreme Elder. And Lin Xue went to the Ice and Snow Palace just as it was destined.
In the previous life, the Daqian Kingdom was destroyed. Countless cities, including Puying City, were in flames of war, and how many people died. I don’t know how many people were forced to leave their homes and became refugees...
Qin Feng wanted to change these, so in this life he used the power of the demon army to defend Yumen Pass and defeated the armies of Motie, Dongyue, Xiliao, and the Three Kingdoms. He even set up a large formation on Wolong Mountain in advance to repel Xue Tianchong. The hidden dangers solved for Daqian changed Daqian's original dilapidated destiny.
However, in the process of fighting, he was finally forced into a desperate situation, and his mind was completely eroded by the murderous intention and resentment after transforming into a dragon. At this moment, he sank into the ocean of subconscious like a stone, unable to use his thoughts to communicate with him. Control your body rationally, without even knowing where your body is and what it is doing...
So, what will the body that is completely occupied by murderous intent and resentment do at this time? Will he kill innocent people indiscriminately? If he is still in Wolong Mountain, will everyone in Wolong Mountain have been killed by him? ?Like a madman, after killing all the people on Wolong Mountain, will he go to the royal city to kill again or go to other cities to kill?
If Chen Yangze eventually died in his hands, and Daqian's last loyal minister also died in his hands, wouldn't it mean that he was the culprit who ultimately led to Daqian's chaos and even the destruction of the country?
How ironic and ridiculous this is. He obviously wants to change the fate of Daqian, and obviously wants to keep Daqian, but it is him who ultimately leads to the destruction of Daqian! Is this what is called fate? What is the destiny? Daqian will be destroyed. This is a fact and history, so no matter how hard he tries, he cannot change it?
Qin Feng did not dare to think about this problem, but he was clearly aware of its existence. But what if he realized it? His consciousness has been suppressed by the power of dragon transformation, that is, suppressed. Destiny is destiny, no matter how hard he struggles, No matter how much I want to change, I am still powerless.
The endless darkness was like a deep pool. Thousands of little flowers suddenly appeared from the bottom of the pool. Those flowers were beautiful but not eye-catching in the darkness. They suddenly bloomed and then withered like a flash in the pan. Those were all the ups and downs of the past and present events in his subconscious. , there are also past events...
Qin Feng walked among the dark flowers, watching the blooming and withering of thousands of flowers. With a confused expression, he reached out and wanted to catch an epiphyllum. However, one epiphyllum was not caught, but another epiphyllum was already in his grasp. His eyes withered, and the epiphyllum he originally wanted to pick also withered in the moment of his hesitation.
Qin Feng frowned slightly, and finally used the greatest determination and the greatest choice. He no longer cared about whether the other flowers were blooming or withering. He chose the one he liked best, picked it off, and put it in the palm of his hand. He took care of it carefully. Looking at the night-blooming night flower, he seemed to see the smiling face of a girl, so he also laughed like the girl.
However, epiphyllum is just an epiphyllum after all. Even if the flowers need to be broken off, the flowers after being broken will still wither and disappear.
Qin Feng quietly watched the little flower slowly withering in the palm of his hand, slowly withering, then slowly weathering into pieces, shattering and disappearing. His eyes could not help but dim, feeling a little lost.
At this moment, a black lotus suddenly appeared in the silt of the deep pool. The lotus was so black, it was actually darker than the darkness at the bottom of the deep pool. But inside the black lotus, there sat
One person, that was a skinny old man.
"The so-called life is just like this. When you don't get it, you will be unwilling and eager. After you get it, you will feel happy and bored at the same time. After losing it, you will feel disappointed and sad. It is like looking at flowers, picking them, and losing them.
Continuous cycle." The old man looked at Qin Feng, his eyes were like a flowing spring lake, with a touch of indescribable compassion and affection, which made people feel peaceful and a little comforted from the bottom of their hearts.
Qin Feng looked at the old man with a strange light in his eyes. After a long time, he shouted blankly: "Master."