"Did the two Bodhisattvas prepare those things for you to eat?"
"no."
"No? Didn't you say that the altar is dedicated to the two Bodhisattvas Guanyin and Ksitigarbha? Didn't they understand your suffering and specifically bless you with their power?"
"You have a really rich imagination. At that time, they had just been canonized as Bodhisattvas, equivalent to the fairy kings of the fairy world. If they don't realize the Tao and cannot get the blessing of the Buddha, they will always be Bodhisattvas. Ordinary Bodhisattvas are not allowed to have independence.
It’s from a dojo, and the style of that altar is completely incompatible with Buddhism.”
"Then why are there two Bodhisattvas enshrined inside?"
"Fate, fate destined by God, unfortunately is not a good fate, but a bad fate. That altar is called 'Destiny', the Altar of Destiny."
"Destiny, what is the Altar of Destiny?"
Feng Yu has never heard of the altar of destiny. Is there anything that can worship destiny? Destiny is the most mysterious power in the world, even more mysterious than the power of Jiuyou, because no one can control it, or even touch it.
It, but all people, immortals, Buddhas and demons, are at the mercy of fate all their lives and become the dolls of fate.
If fate favors you, you are its darling. Whatever you do goes smoothly, and you can achieve achievements that others cannot achieve in their entire lives without any effort. If fate dislikes you, you are its slave. Everything goes against your will and disasters continue. If you work hard,
Struggle, pursuit, and dreams are all useless, and you are destined to be an abandoned child.
Whether you are a favorite or a slave, you all live under the constraints of fate. Whatever fate bestows on you, you can only be grateful and have no chance to ask questions; whatever fate deprives you, you can only accept it and have no right to object.
"The Altar of Destiny is a sacred altar specially visited by God in order to give enlightenment to the Son of Destiny. The Son of Destiny is the only one who can have the chance to defeat fate and escape from it. The meaning of his appearance is to save the entire Five Realms."
"Then among the ten of you, who is the Son of Destiny? Is it you or King Yama?"
"It's not us. It's not us who are waiting for you at the altar of destiny, but you. To be precise, it's your previous life Xiang Tianwen. We are just outsiders who broke in by mistake. Maybe destiny doesn't want anyone to really jump out of it.
Under his control, we became his variables that influenced Xiang Tianwen to complete his great cause, while Qingxuan and Hongxiu were his test and temper. We were forcibly tied to Xiang Tianwen by fate, and we became successful.
It brings us endless regrets. If we had a choice, we would rather starve to death and freeze to death than step into the altar of destiny. One mistake and everything will be lost. From the moment we walked in, we, Xiang Tianwen,
Qingxuan and Hongxiu are destined to end in tragedy."
Feng Yu noticed that a drop of crystal liquid fell inadvertently from the corner of the wheel king's eyes. Tears. In the Immortal King Realm, even a hair is a treasure that dominates the world. It is an excellent material for refining weapons and elixirs, not to mention a drop of tears.
The emotions contained are the feelings of the Immortal Lord, which contain a very strong will of heaven. They are a great tonic for immortals. However, I am afraid that most people would not dare to absorb the tears of the Immortal Lord. Absorbing them in the Immortal Realm will be 100% violent.
Death, or getting lost in the profound emotional world of the Immortal Lord, completely losing one's consciousness, becoming an idiot or going crazy.
"King of Wheels, can you tell me in more detail? What happened after that?"
Feng Yu already believed that things back then were by no means as simple as what he saw from the Gate of Time and Space. There must have been many things that he didn't know about, and even Xiang Tianwen didn't know about himself. Tears could witness the sincerity, and maybe there were some things that happened.
Human tears are cheaper than water, but the Wheel of Fortune King's tears must be 100% pure. Feng Yu will not have any doubt about this, because the Wheel of Life King has no reason to deceive a person like him who is nothing at all.
, and there is no need to shed tears just to show off. A man’s tears weigh more than tens of millions of gold mountains. If a man bleeds without shedding tears, he cannot tolerate himself to shed precious tears unless he is truly sad.
"We had filled our stomachs and were getting ready to rest. As soon as we lay down, we found a scripture floating above the altar. We were really shocked at that time. Even the monks didn't know what low-class people were, so what?
You will understand that there are flying magic weapons such as flying swords in the world, but we only think that the scripture is a fairy rumored to be successful in cultivation. Isn't it ridiculous?"
"Actually, it's quite normal. If you don't panic, then you don't look like a normal person." Feng Yu recalled the first time he heard Can Cong's voice coming from the secret book. That was when he fell and got shit.
He fell into the ditch almost dead, not to mention how ridiculous and embarrassing it was.
"We had the courage to fold the Arhats and took down the book. Later I learned that the book was the code of destiny. The destiny of everyone who reads it will change from then on and receive the favor of destiny. Only the child of destiny can learn from it.
A glimpse into the true meaning of destiny."
"Didn't you give the Code of Destiny to Xiang Tianwen?"
"No, we gave it to him, but the Code of Destiny was incomplete, so no matter how he understood it, he could only get an incomplete answer, and his destiny to save the five realms was aborted."
"It's incomplete, did you do it on purpose?" Feng Yu's calm state of mind stirred up trouble again. If the Code of Destiny is complete, Xiang Tianwen is likely to have taken control of his own destiny and become a great hero who changed the destiny of heaven.
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"Listen to the story, please be quiet. You keep interrupting me like this. How long should I tell you? As I said, entering the Altar of Destiny was just an accidental mistake, and viewing the Code of Destiny was just another mistake that was a reflection of that mistake.
The Code of Destiny carries thousands of destinies, including all kinds of destinies. If the Child of Destiny obtains thousands of destinies, he will have the opportunity to understand the ins and outs of destiny and its endless changes. But if he is not the Child of Destiny, but watches the Code of Destiny, he will passively accept the Code.
In other words, we steal our destiny unintentionally.
At that time, we hated this ruthless world and hated ourselves for not having the ability to resist. Our hearts were full of desire, resentment, and desire for powerful strength. The Code of Destiny gave us the destiny of becoming the supreme power, and gave us the fate of becoming the supreme power.
Take away the most humble fate."
"Is the Code of Destiny really so wonderful that it has turned you from the humblest of people to the dazzling Tenth Palace of Yama today?"
"Anyone who has never seen the Code of Destiny with his own eyes will never believe that something so heaven-defying can exist in the world. Even when I think about it now, it has no sense of reality at all, and it feels like I am in a dream.
Destiny is above the law of heaven. Even if it only steals a trace, the effect is unimaginable. We are truly reborn, the disability disappears, the meridians of the whole body are opened up, crystal clear, strong and wide. When we sleep, our vitality will automatically and consciously flow to us.
We have drilled into our body, and we don’t need to practice deliberately, and our speed of advancement is a hundred times that of ordinary people.”
Feng Yu was stunned there, with his mouth wide open. What's going on? Comparing people with others can really make people mad. Feng Yu now has the urge to hit the wall. He can practice while sleeping, so what does he mean? He spent all his time.
After putting all your efforts and risking your life, what does it mean to improve your cultivation level?
"Where's Xiang Wentian? You've been talking for so long and you haven't mentioned him yet?"
"After we opened the Code of Destiny, we didn't know what the Code brought to us. We just felt very comfortable and happy, without any reason. We are not literate at all. The records in the Code of Destiny, to us, this is
It was a strange ghost painting, and our curiosity could only be kept warm for three minutes. Without any new discoveries, we put the Code of Destiny aside and fell asleep.
I don’t know how long it took, I was shaken awake. My sleepy eyes, which were originally sleepy, were so frightened by the scene in front of me that they were as big as eggs. A scholar covered in blood and angry as a gossamer lay in the altar. I asked him all over
I killed my brothers, but they were also sleeping, and they didn't know where this miserable scholar came from.
Others say that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, but we don't believe it. If it were in the past, we would not pay attention to him. The most we can do is wait until he dies, dig a hole for him, and then erect a tomb.
But looking at the white-faced steamed buns left on the bill, we felt that we couldn't leave it alone. Maybe we were abandoned by God, but at least today, at least in this altar, we felt a love and care. If we let it go,
We are sorry for that plate of white flour steamed buns.
We took off our clothes and covered him, mixed the ashes from the furnace into sacred water and fed him to drink it. We had seen bald monks use this method in temples to treat poor people who had no money for medical treatment.
This is all we can do, call a doctor, we have no money, and no doctor is willing to treat a guy who doesn't know whether to save him or not in this terrible weather.
But maybe it was the special spirit of the incense ashes in the altar, and the sacred water we prepared brought him back from the hell gate, and he gradually regained a little bit of his breath.
When he was unconscious, he was always chanting "Yu Qiao" and "Qing Xuan". These two names, the ninth and tenth brothers thought he was a playboy and a heartless person, so they wanted to throw him out, but
The scholar who was pulled by Yama Luo and me is Xiang Tianwen."
"How could he, how could he be injured? Isn't he with Hongxiu and going to find Qingxuan? How could he be injured? The injury is so serious. Why is Hongxiu not by his side?"
"It seems that you know everything about what happened to him before, so it saved me a lot of effort. After he woke up, he didn't eat, drink or sleep. His empty eyes were staring at the ground, as if his soul had been taken away.
, worse than we were before.
No matter how much Yama and I asked, he remained silent and stayed in the corner like a stone. The ninth and tenth brothers couldn't help but want to rush up and beat him, but before we could stop him, he fainted first.
passed.
Without good care and rest, his injuries recurred. His body was severely dehydrated, his face was haggard, and he woke up and fell into a coma. Yama and I really had no choice but to force steamed buns and water into his mouth.
In the mouth, you have to help him move his mouth like you are serving a master so that food can be easily digested.
Even I gave up in the end, but Yama persisted and always looked for opportunities to talk to him. Although he still didn't answer, Yama enjoyed it. The other brothers thought that Yama was crazy and kept trying to dissuade him from giving up, but
In the end, we were persuaded by him and had to let him go through the trouble alone. Fortunately, the steamed buns and water in the altar seemed not to be used up in a day. We are basically like pigs. As long as we have something to eat, we don’t bother to worry about it.
think.
I have to say that Yan Luo is really very patient and perseverant. On the evening of the fifth day, the afterglow of dusk shone on Xiang Wentian's face. After several days of cultivation, he finally looked like a human being.
His mouth actually started to squirm, and sounds lighter than the drop of a needle came out of his mouth. Although it was intermittently, we were bored, so we were quite interested in hearing it. But the further we listened, the more unknown we felt.
Fire rises and burns in the belly.
Hearing the evil deeds Lin Feng had committed against him and Yu Qiao, we were so angry that we stamped our feet. Although we did some sneaky things on weekdays, it was just to survive and we had never really hurt others. We killed our fathers and took away our wives.
God cannot tolerate it. If the capital city in southern Xinjiang had not been too far away, we would all have wanted to kill him and avenge him."