Ten Tailed Fox

Chapter 107
Fate is so helpless. Some people are born in high positions and have noble status, but it is ridiculous that such people can't control their own destiny and can only become a puppet of fate.

Fate is like this, it holds you high, but at the same time makes you dare not move, you can only let it manipulate you.

And Lan Yanchu is obviously this kind of person.

Is it ridiculous?
Really ridiculous.

Who really controls their own destiny?

With power in hand, I always think that I am standing on a high place, looking down on many people, seeing them as chess pieces, and thinking of myself as a chess player who controls the entire chess game.

As everyone knows, it's because my vision is too small, I see the chess game too small, and I am also a pawn.

The world is the game, fate is the line, running through the overall situation, and all living beings are the chess.

Who is a chess player?

Has there ever been a chess player on the chess game of heaven and earth?

Had.

It's just that they are all peerless powers that reach heaven and earth and can change fate against the sky.

Throughout the ages, how many such characters are there?
Even Bai Qianmie, the leader of the Devil's Cult back then, has fallen under the Dao of Heaven, hasn't he?

Compared with people like Bai Qianmie, Lan Yanchu is so insignificant that she can't even be counted as an ant.

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Jia Loutian stared blankly at Lan Yanchu, recalling the past in his mind.

"Ah Tian, ​​the mission of our clan falls on your shoulders."

"I don't want to fulfill your so-called mission, you can find someone else."

"Nonsense! Although your parents are gone, I can still discipline you for them. How can you refuse such a thing if you want?"

"I'm not interested in your so-called mission at all."

"Not interested? Well, let me tell you, you will inherit the position of patriarch of our clan in the future. What you have to do is to lead our clan to glory. This is not a question of whether you want to, but you must do it. The moment you were born, you never will!"

"you can not!"

"you can not!"

"you can not!"

"I can not"

Looking down at his hands, Jia Loutian suddenly felt that he and Lan Yanchu were so similar.

In fact, like Lan Yanchu, he also cannot escape the shackles of fate.

To describe it in one sentence, it is the same people who have fallen into the world.

Jialoutian is very clear that no matter how perfect and powerful he is in the hearts of others, in fact he cannot escape the constraints of fate.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure, I shouldn't have said this to you."

Lan Yanchu gently wiped away her tears, and a smile appeared on her face again.

"It's ok."

Jialoutian said something softly.

Lan Yanchu's smile seemed so forced and bitter to Jialoutian.

It is not so much a laugh as a bow and submission to fate.

No way, how many people in the whole world can resist that unchangeable fate?

"By the way, counting it, it will be my 20th birthday in a few days. My father will hold a contest to recruit a relative for me. I may be getting married at that time. Will you congratulate me?"

Lan Yanchu suddenly stared at Jialoutian and said.

That pair of beautiful eyes stared at Jialoutian without blinking, anticipating his next words.

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Jia Loutian was stunned, looking at Lan Yanchu in front of him, not knowing what to say.

"Look at me, why am I telling you this? It's getting late, so I'm leaving first."

Before Jialoutian turned around, Lan Yanchu stood up, turned and left.

Looking at the back of Lan Yanchu's departure, Jia Loutian couldn't help feeling a little pity in his heart.

Maybe he wouldn't be like this if it was someone else, but for some reason, he actually had sympathy for this woman.

Maybe it's because the two look alike.

It's just her last words. What do they mean?

"I'm so stupid, what's the point of telling him that?"

Lan Yanchu showed bitterness on her face.

At that moment just now, even she herself didn't know why she told Jialoutian about the martial arts contest to recruit relatives.

Is there still a trace of luck in my heart?

Maybe, after all, she doesn't want to succumb to fate and marry someone she doesn't love.

But even if he knew, so what, could he still solve this problem for himself?

How can he solve it?
Can he still defeat Yan Cheng?

"Heh, what am I thinking, you know that Yu Cheng is already a half-step fusion state existence, who can be his opponent?"

Middle Earth, Shengming Palace.

"Is there an ancient country relic about to be born in the wasteland?"

On the first seat, Yu Wenkui tapped the seat lightly with his fingers.

"Yes, I went to the wasteland to inspect it two days ago, and I will be born soon."

The elder Yinpao said.

"What is the specific situation?"

Yu Wenkui asked.

"The sealing power of the ruins of the ancient country is too strong. Within a radius of thousands of miles, all those whose cultivation base exceeds the fusion state cannot be approached. This may be deliberately done by the great power of this ancient country."

The elder Yinpao said.

"Those above the Fusion Realm cannot enter, hehe, this is interesting."

Yu Wenkui laughed.

"Palace Master, if this is the case, we won't be able to pass."

The second silver-robed elder frowned.

"It's okay if we can't make it through. Our Shengming Palace is not a disciple without fusion."

Yu Wenkui said.

"What does the Palace Master mean?"

The silver-robed Great Elder's expression changed.

"Let my grandson Yu Wencheng lead our disciples from Shengming Palace to go."

Yu Wenkui said lightly.

"Master Cheng?"

The two silver-robed elders looked at each other, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Yu Wencheng, the son of Shengming Palace, is also the grandson of Yu Wenkui.

"If Mr. Cheng goes out, there won't be any problems."

The two silver-robed elders laughed.

Obviously they have great confidence in that Yu Wencheng.

On the top of Wuji Mountain, next to the Pillar of Gods and Demons.

"almost."

The young monk stood up, stretched his waist and said.

"Are you going?"

The mysterious man beside him also opened his eyes.

"Yeah, the ruins of the ancient country are about to be born, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

The young monk said.

"The ruins of the ancient country must have the power of sealing. At that time, there will be restrictions on monks with high cultivation. Anyway, I can't go there."

The mysterious figure said.

"Although it is far from returning to its previous strength, at least there is no problem with self-protection."

The young monk clenched his fists and said.

"With the restriction of the power of the seal, I'm afraid that the entire ruins of the ancient country will no longer be your opponent."

The mysterious figure glanced at him and said.

"I don't want to be like that. I want to live a new life. If I can't live a meaningful life, then I will live this life in vain."

The wind picked up from the top of the mountain, and the wind brushed the sleeve robe of the young monk. At this moment, his body was tall and straight, as if he was as high as the sky.

Two rays of light burst out from his eyes, illuminating the universe, and the artifact behind him, Tian Wendao, seemed to be waking up from that long sleep.

(End of this chapter)