Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 357 Persistence, Encounter

"Karma. If I were afraid of karma, I wouldn't have made this trip to the East China Sea."

The monk facing the wall sighed. To him, this was actually a bit contradictory.

Is he afraid of being contaminated by cause and effect?

To be honest, there are few practitioners who are not afraid. For ordinary people, cause and effect may not be a big deal, but for those practitioners, it may be a time bomb.

He was no exception, but he also had his reasons for coming.

"Master, this is a bit biased. There is a kind of person in this world who will do it unwaveringly even if he is afraid of something."

The monk facing the wall was slightly stunned, then he sighed softly.

“Amitabha, maybe I know why!!”

Xiao Se and others simply couldn't understand what the monk facing the wall meant. What did he know?
"Master, what are you talking about?"

Sikong Qianluo raised her eyebrows. She was different from Xiao Se. Xiao Se always liked to keep things in his heart, but she would ask directly if she didn't understand.

Upon hearing this, the monk turned around and looked at the little girl who spoke.

But the next moment, his expression changed slightly.

As a registered disciple of Dabei, although he was not proficient in the ability to see past lives, he had some knowledge of physiognomy and fate.

This young girl has a very peculiar fate. Although she was born in the underworld, she is destined to be an official in the palace. However, there are many uncertainties during this period. The marriage line in her fate is a bit messy, like a chess game that is difficult to determine the winner in the middle stage.

"Grandmaster??"

Sikong Qianluo saw that the other party was looking at him, and couldn't help but feel curious. What was the other party looking at?
If any ordinary monk in the martial arts world looked at me like this, I would probably shoot him. However, the monk in front of me had a look of surprise, emotion, and scrutiny. It was very complicated, but there was no dark or obscene meaning in his look.

It can be seen that this monk is a highly accomplished monk. Sikong Qianluo has great respect for such people.

"Your fate is peculiar and it is hard to find the destiny. Although I have the intention, I am powerless. I can only advise you to think twice before making a decision. The ups and downs of life often only depend on a few key time nodes. If you make a mistake, it will be a world of difference."

The monk facing the wall shook his head slightly when he said this. He was sometimes very confused about fate. What exactly is fate? Can it be changed by thinking twice before acting? When something happens, is it destined to happen, or can it be changed? Is it the choice made after thinking twice before acting that finally steps on the path of destiny, or can all this be rewritten?

It's like if I went down the mountain to save Xiao Se, does it mean that the future catastrophe will not happen, or is it because I saved Xiao Se that the future catastrophe will happen.

No one can explain this matter clearly. The lines of fate and cause and effect are intertwined, forming the laws of the operation of heaven and earth. Many people only know the basics and think that spring is spring and autumn is autumn.

But I don’t know that for some creatures, autumn is spring and spring is autumn. There is an inexplicable reason for this, just like the plum blossom blooming alone in the cold, so for it, the harsh winter is the spring that wakes it up and makes it bloom?
"Fate is mysterious and unpredictable. I am just being obsessed. Amitabha!!!"

"Donor, the future can be whatever you want."

After thinking about it, the monk facing the wall did not say anything about thinking twice before acting, but instead said to just follow your heart.

"What a weird monk!!"

Sikong Qianluo was a little puzzled and muttered to himself, "Knowing that it is impossible to do it, but still doing it, the things that the donor pursues may not necessarily be good for the donor to a certain extent."

Xiao Se stood aside without saying a word, but this time he knew that the other party's words were directed at him.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Xiao Se was silent for a while before continuing to speak.

For him, he never believed in such ridiculous things as ghosts and gods, or that fate is predetermined, so he didn't believe in Taoism and Buddhism to a large extent.

It was like this with the Iron Mouth Diviner, and it was also like this at this moment. The only person he believed in was himself.

The monk stopped talking. Zen Master Dabei once said that for many things, if you have not experienced them, you will not let them go, and if you have not experienced them, you cannot be enlightened. There must be a cause and an effect, and there is a sequence in time. You can't just tell someone that this thing will be like this or that, and you can't do that. Who will believe this truth?

On the East China Sea, the cedar boat sailed against the wind and waves, like a whale swimming freely on the sea. On the other side, Zhao Shouyi came on a small boat and collided with another group of people.

"Is it a dark river??"

Zhao Shouyi had not seen many of Beili's Shenyou Xuanjing, so he was not very familiar with these people. However, he had seen some of them before, such as Su Muyu, the head of the Anhe Su family.

Seeing these people walking together, he could only attribute it to the underground river.

On the other side, Su Muyu's pale and calm face finally showed a trace of emotion. There were a few people traveling with him. They had ethereal auras and their realm seemed to be even higher than that of him, the head of the Su family.

"What's wrong??"

One of the old men spoke up. Su Muyu, who had a dead face and usually didn't even blink, suddenly showed such an expression, which really made him curious.

As for the other two, they began to look at the one man and three women on the lone boat, a young scholar, a girl whose age could not be determined, and two younger girls.

As for their realms, the scholar couldn’t tell their depths. The girl whose age he couldn’t tell but was very beautiful was in the Free and Easy Heaven Realm, and the other two should be ordinary people.

"who is he??"

Another middle-aged man with a goatee pointed in the distance. Excluding the two younger ones and the girl from Xiaoyao Tianjing, the only person who could make Su Muyu change color was only one, and that was the scholar whose depth they could not tell for the time being.

"Qingcheng Mountain - Zhao Shouyi."

Su Muyu spoke word by word, and her hands clenched unconsciously in her sleeves.

The three of them were shocked when they heard this. They had heard of this young Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain for a long time but had never seen him in person. They didn't expect to meet him in this overseas place.

"I heard from Old Ghost Xie that this young Taoist priest has extraordinary combat power and may have already crossed the threshold of the Mysterious Realm of Divine Wandering."

There was a hint of heat in the goatee man's eyes. They traveled thousands of miles to the East China Sea to assassinate a prince. What was it for? In fact, it all came down to one thing: a chance to break through, a chance to move to a higher level.

They heard that there was an immortal in the East China Sea, but they had never seen him. However, a Taoist priest with some magical powers came here, and he wanted to ask for advice.

(End of this chapter)