The battle with Wuming is not so much a battle, but rather a guide and guidance, which will further lead Chu Yang's swordsmanship.

After the battle that day, Chu Yang left Zhonghua Pavilion. He stayed outside for a long time and missed Wushuang City a little.

On that day, he passed by a river and was about to wash his face, but he saw an old man next to him wearing a shabby garment and crutches, looking old and full of abscesses on his face, which was very disgusting.

After seeing Chuyang, the old man let out a sound of surprise.

"Old man, are there any problems?"

Seeing the old man staring at him strangely, Chu Yang couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"My friend's face is very strange, as if he jumped out of the sky and was not in the world."

The old man looked at Chu Yang carefully and his brows slowly frowned.

Chu Yang's heart thumped, then he looked at the old man carefully, and after a moment, his eyes flashed, "Are you the clay Buddha that is said to be in the world?"

"You actually know me?"

The clay Buddha showed an unexpected look.

"How many people don't know about the famous clay Buddha, and how many people don't know about it!"

Chu Yang bowed his fists and bowed, and he was very curious about this clay Buddha.

The whole storm can be said to be the prelude to his words, even throughout.

The Clay Buddha is a famous sorcerer in the world. He is good at plagiarizing decrees and is well-known and has spread to the world. All the people in the world want to get a word of criticism, but unfortunately he is also a divine dragon but not a tail, so it is difficult to find it.

After Xiongba founded the World Association, he was ambitious and ambitious, so he asked the Clay Bodhisattva to approve his orders.

The clay Bodhisattva did not refuse, and left two sentences for Xiongdo's first half of his life: The golden cord is not an object in the pond, but it turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds.

It was this saying that made Xiongba take Fengyun as his disciple. With the help of Fengyun, he started a powerful world-hegemony, dominated the north, and then destroyed Wushuang City and established the world. He was the only one who was the only one.

It was just in line with the criticism of the Clay Buddha.

Later, he invited the Clay Buddha to criticize him for the rest of his life, leaving a sentence: The roar of the nine heavens shocked the sky, and the wind and clouds swim in shallow water.

This statement made Xiongba suspicious of the two apprentices, and even set up a conspiracy to separate the two, wanting to kill them in the end and relieve the future troubles. This truly opened up the bumpy fate of Fengyun and the two of them in their lives, and it was also the beginning of a series of major events in Fengyun World. In the end, Fengyun worked together to kill Xiongba, which also responded to the criticism.

On the other hand, the dominance of the whole life was influenced by the four sentences of the Clay Bodhisattva, and the numerology of the Clay Bodhisattva did not break out of the Clay Bodhisattva.

This is the plot of the first part of the Fengyun, and it is no different by the Ni Bodhisattva. Unfortunately, Ni Bodhisattva is too high-profile and talks about everything. He tells all the secrets of heaven and is killed by Xiongba.

The clay Bodhisattva made a domineering power and eventually destroyed him. If there were no criticism, it would be a different scene and would have no so-called destiny.

It was the words of the Clay Bodhisattva that stirred up the emergence of the world and opened up a prosperous era of warriors.

The clay Buddha nodded. There were not many people in the martial arts world who didn’t know him, but he looked at Chu Yang’s face and was always weird: “My friend, can you sit down and let me take a closer look at your face?”

Chu Yang showed a strange look and nodded immediately, "It is the honor of the boy to be able to meet with his seniors, and he cannot be asked for it."

The two found a few stones by the river and sat down.

"How strange!" The Clay Bodhisattva faced Chu Yang again, and even looked at his hand lines. However, the more he looked at his brows, the tighter he frowned, and he kept shaking his head, "My friend's face is very strange, as if he is not in the world, it will cause trouble in the world."

Chu Yang's heart thumped again, and he secretly praised in his heart: He is worthy of being a clay Bodhisattva, the art of fate, extraordinary and extraordinary.

"Not in the world?" Chu Yang pressed his thoughts and said in confusion, "Aren't I in the world?"

"This is the strange place!" said the Mud Bodhisattva, "Since his debut, I have never seen such a strange aspect, nor have I ever been able to get it right. But you have a hazy fortune, covered with a layer of fog, unable to see clearly or guess thoroughly, and it seems that you are outside the world and cannot peek. If you forcefully calculate, you may...!"

Speaking of this, he was itchy and very afraid.

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, "Senior, does the so-called destiny really exist?"

"Of course!"

The Clay Buddha is very sure that this is also the foundation of his life.

"Can fate change?"

Chu Yang asked again.

The Clay Bodhisattva was silent and said for a long time: "The destiny that can be changed is not the destiny."

"Since the destiny cannot be changed, that is to say, once a person is born, his future growth trajectory is already destined?"

Chu Yang continued to ask.

The clay Buddha nodded, "This is destiny!"

"In other words, even if you know the destiny, even if you know the future destiny, it cannot be changed?" Chu Yang asked.

"Of course!" The clay Buddha nodded again.

"Since destiny is already destined, why do people in the world still have to struggle? Why are they better stay at home all day and wait for death?" Chu Yang curled his lips.

"This is the mysterious place of destiny. It is not changed because you know it, nor is it avoided because of avoidance. Destiny is destiny. It controls all paths, and everything in the world is in destiny!"

The clay Buddha's voice is loud.

"Do you know my destiny?"

Chu Yang showed a sarcastic look.

The clay Buddha frowned.

"Do you know when will you die?"

Without waiting for the answer from the Clay Bodhisattva, Chu Yang stood up and continued, "If the destiny is destined, then what will happen to the whole world? The destiny is deep, the dusk is day by day, and there is no more motivation, and a pool of stagnant water. If there is really a destiny, who will master the destiny? Who plans it? The way of heaven? The way of heaven is ruthless and selfless. If the way of heaven is sentimental and conscious, is it still the way of heaven?"

"The so-called destiny is just a branch of the long river of destiny!" As he said, Chu Yang walked away, "How could Jinlin be an object in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds. Do you know? Because of your words, Xiongba's ambitions have been created and the world has turmoil. Can you know? In the future, you will die in your criticism!"

Chu Yang, who was leaving, showed a strange smile: Clay Bodhisattva, Clay Bodhisattva, you big charlatan, after hearing my last words, I wonder what you would do?

The clay Buddha has long been stunned.

He knew the way of heaven more deeply than Chu Yang, but he believed in the destiny of heaven. Now that he heard an alternative statement, he couldn't help but feel shocked, but the last sentence shocked him.

"How do you know?"

The clay Buddha suddenly stood up, but there was no Chu Yang's figure.

He could no longer help and began to fully deduce Chu Yang's numerology, but his face turned red, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly pale, showing a look of horror: "How is it possible? Why is it still blank and nothing can be calculated?"

The clay Buddha suddenly raised his head and looked into the sky, "It seems that destiny has fluctuated!"

Chu Yang ignored what would happen to the Clay Buddha. That great charlatan knew that the chance to leak was backfired, but he still acted in a high-profile manner, but did not know how to restrain himself. It was a complete way to kill him.

In short, the Clay Bodhisattva cares too much about fame and fortune.

Unfortunately, I realized it later, but it was too late.

Chu Yang paused and his thoughts surged: "With my current strength, I should be no less than Xiongzhu. Should I meet him? Let's take a look at the situation of Fengyun and the others?"

When the thoughts come true, I can no longer suppress them.
Chapter completed!