Journey to the head

"Is destiny in chaos?" Lu Qian chewed on this sentence silently, with many guesses and doubts flashing through his mind.

Seeing him deep in thought, Kan Yuanzi chuckled and said, "Master Lu, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. I still have plenty of time."

Lu Qian pondered for a moment and decided to start from the most core and critical part.

"In your opinion, fate cannot be changed. So may I ask you, what exactly is 'fate'?"

Kan Yuanzi nodded happily, and then he smiled at Wei Zhaixing, who was looking around in a daze, and said, "Zhaixing, you must listen carefully. This is my first lesson for you."

Wei Zhaixing's bright eyes flashed, and he looked at the old cultivator with a complicated expression. This was the old immortal who had appeared by the Lingsha River twenty years ago and named himself "Wei Zhaixing".

"Old immortal, can you teach me the magic?" asked the young Wei Zhaixing with a look of longing.

The old monk with a Taoist look touched his head kindly and said, "It's not the right time for us to meet. Don't worry. When you grow up, someone will naturally help you enter the door of cultivation."

Wei Zhaixing, who didn't quite understand what he said, looked at his back as he flew away and shouted, "Can I still see you?"

Without leaving any words in the air, the old monk had already floated away.

……

Now, when he was about to forget this memory, he finally met the old immortal again.

After a moment of silence, Wei Zhaixing bowed and said, "Yes."

"The destiny of mortals is easier to observe and calculate than that of monks, but the principle is the same." Kan Yuanzi said slowly, "So I will use a mortal as an example to tell you what 'destiny' is."

Kan Yuanzi waved his hand, and a light curtain appeared in front of the people. A shining golden light spot appeared in the light curtain: "At the beginning, a new life was born."

"This curtain of light looks extremely vast, and this golden light spot seems to be able to travel freely in all directions." Kan Yuanzi gently touched the light spot, "But this is not the case."

"Is he naturally intelligent, or is he just plain stupid?"

"Was he born into a poor family or a wealthy family?"

"Were his parents farmers, fishermen, or town officials?"

"Are his neighbors well-read or rude?"

"Do his relatives help each other, or do they fight among themselves?"

“Is his hometown a barren land or a land of plenty?”

Every time Kan Yuanzi spoke, a silver line would appear around the golden light spot. These silver lines intertwined to form one silver light spot after another.

"Look, these silver spots of light are where the golden spots of light can go."

Some silver spots are made up of several silver threads and appear particularly bright, while others are dimmer.

Seeing this, Lu Qian had already understood something, and Kan Yuanzi sighed.

"I can't list all these conditions. The more conditions are listed, the more prominent the places where the silver threads are densely intertwined will be, and the brighter the silver light spots will be. And that is where the golden light spots are most likely to go."

"Such choices are being made every moment, and the golden light spots are constantly moving forward." Kan Yuanzi stretched out his hand and the golden light spots jumped in the silver light, slowly forming a golden ray of light.

"This is this person's fate."

"A new life has just been born, and it seems that there are infinite possibilities, but in fact, everything has already been determined."

Kan Yuanzi pointed his finger, and countless golden threads floated up, interweaving into countless shining golden dots.

"The destinies of all people are intertwined. They influence and drive each other. A person is affected by the destinies of those around him, and he also influences the destinies of those around him."

"All coincidences are actually inevitable. They are the result of the threads of fate interweaving with each other."

"What path you will take, who you will meet, what you will do, and what achievements you will make are largely determined when you are born, integrate into this world, and enter into the countless threads of fate."

Wei Zhaixing stared blankly at these gorgeous silk threads, and suddenly felt extremely weak and powerless.

"I don't think so." Lu Qian retorted, picking up a teacup at random, "Just like now, I can choose to smash this teacup, or I can choose to put it back on the table. This is my right."

"That is to say, my fate is ultimately the result of my own choices."

Kan Yuanzi smiled and said, "Well, Master Lu, if I hadn't told you this about fate, would you have thought of picking up this teacup?"

Lu Qian was stunned. He stared blankly at the teacup in his hand and listened to Kan Yuanzi continue talking.

"Everyone is making choices every moment. But what choices each person makes are determined by the person's gifts, talents, personality, etc., which are gradually formed since the person was born."

"As long as this world still exists, all things in the world still exist, and all living beings in this world still exist, then everyone's fate can actually be traced. As long as one has a high level of cultivation, one can determine it."

Lu Qian was silent for a while, then shook his head: "But I think there are always things that can change one's fate. For example, the divination skills of the predecessors can predict the pros and cons in advance, and then change the choice."

Kan Yuanzi smiled helplessly: "Master Lu is right. There are two powers that can change fate, and 'precognition' is naturally one of them."

"But Sect Leader Lu should still remember that I once said that foresight and change both have a price. My divination technique allowed a person to make a choice that he would not have made otherwise, just like moving a golden light spot directly to another location."

"Minor matters are fine, but if it's a major matter, I will bear the huge consequences that will disrupt my destiny, and things will change dramatically. It's not necessarily going to go as I wish, and in many cases it will be even worse. There are some costs that I can bear, but there are some that I can't afford."

"There is also a situation where no matter how you divination, the predicted result will not change at all."

He sighed deeply, his back bent a little more: "This time when Si Chen was going through the tribulation, I have exhausted all my strength and predicted the possible outcomes of 32 different choices, but without exception, they are all dead ends."

"That is to say, no matter what choice he makes, Si Chen will not be able to survive the catastrophe."

"This fate, which cannot be changed no matter what choice you make, is destiny."

"The will of heaven cannot be violated!"

Lu Qian took a deep breath and said, "Then why did you become like this?"

"This is what I want to tell you about, the second power that can change your fate." Kan Yuanzi smiled slightly, "'Fate' cannot be changed, but there is also 'luck'."

"Call it destiny or fate, it is the power beyond all the threads of fate. It is a magical thing that can affect fate."

"One's luck will affect one's fate, and a huge change in luck will change the fate of many people." "For example, if a drought occurs in a region, how many people will be displaced? In those widely circulated novels, there are often stories about how peddlers, butchers and gangsters suddenly become heroes when war breaks out and the world is in chaos. This is luck."

"It is said that heroes are made by the times. In turn, heroes will influence the times again."

"I have already suffered a backlash. No one knows better than me that destiny cannot be changed." Kan Yuanzi said in a deep voice, "But I am unwilling to accept this. I am unwilling to accept that my Si Chen has such an ending. I saw many, many things a long time ago, but I have never been willing to accept it."

"I am already very old, so I will give up my remaining life, use a secret method to borrow a ray of destiny, and challenge the fate once again! I want to fight for a different future for Si Chen and Jiyang Villa!"

Kan Yuanzi didn't say anything else, tears flashed in his eyes, and Lu Qian sighed softly.

The ending of the story is that Kan Yuanzi failed again, and Si Chen fell in the heavenly calamity.

Is fate really unchangeable? Even the destiny that can influence fate cannot change this outcome.

"Senior." Lu Qian wanted to say something comforting, but he felt that in front of this old monk, all his words were so pale and powerless.

Kan Yuanzi wiped his eyes and smiled: "Don't worry. Although I am old, I am not that weak. Having said that, the fate of a cultivator is much more complicated than that of a mortal, and the influence of luck on a cultivator will be more obvious."

"Moreover, the higher the cultivator's cultivation level, the more profound and unpredictable his fate becomes. This is what is called 'hidden fate'."

Lu Qian's heart moved: "But the senior just said that I am--"

"Fate is chaotic." Kan Yuanzi said softly, "Hidden fate is just hard to guess, but in fact it is still the same fate. But chaotic fate means that changes occur every moment, and new choices may appear every moment."

"Human power is limited, but the way of heaven is endless. What choice you will make and where you will go are no longer something others can guess."

"Master Lu, your destiny is messed up. The chance to change the future of Jiyang Villa can only start with you and be achieved because of you."

"I started planning this move 20 years ago. I prayed that it wouldn't be used, but fate has no control over it."

"So I can only shamelessly ask Sect Leader Lu to return the golden letter of fate."

Having said that, Lu Qian already understood.

He looked at Wei Zhaixing, and Wei Zhaixing was also looking at him.

Lu Qian's mind suddenly emerged with Kan Yuanzi's comments to Wei Zhaixing in the letter.

"It rises from a sleeping dragon and becomes amber."

"Disciple of Yunshan, head of Jiyang Sect!"

Half an hour later, Lu Qian walked out of the gate of Jiyang Villa. Wei Zhaixing followed him closely, her eyes red, wanting to see him off a little longer.

"Go back, Zhaixing." Lu Qian said with a smile, "You don't have to do that. Jiyang Villa is not far from Mianlong Mountain. When you miss home, come back and take a look."

"Senior Kan Yuanzi is an old man in Cangzhou, and I admire his abilities very much. Now that you have become his last disciple, it is naturally an opportunity for you. You must cherish it, study hard, and don't let us down."

Wei Zhaixing knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and said with sobs: "Master, please rest assured, I will always be a disciple of Yunshan!"

Lu Qian just smiled slightly.

He did not tell Wei Zhaixing about Kan Yuanzi's comments, which was also a tacit understanding between him and Kan Yuanzi. After listening to Kan Yuanzi's theory of fate, Lu Qian had a deeper understanding of fate. It would be more harmful than helpful to reveal many things in advance.

"It's enough that you have this intention. We can talk about the future in the future."

After a pause, he looked at Wei Zhaixing, who was lying on the ground with tears in her eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Zhaixing, I have something to say to you before we part."

Wei Zhaixing hurriedly wiped away his tears and nodded vigorously: "Please give your instructions, Master."

Lu Qian was covered in colorful clothes and flew away, leaving only a few words that echoed in the Amber Lake.

“Man may not be able to defeat the heavens, but he can certainly defeat himself! Try your best, try your best!”

When they returned to Mianlong Mountain, it was already dark. But the peaks were all brightly lit, and the disciples worked day and night, preparing for the Dancheng Ceremony on the first day of June.

Lu Qian did not even have time to rest and came to the sanatorium, where all the Taoist priests and disciples who were injured in the battle were recuperating.

Wu Yan had just finished a round of secret treatment here, and when she saw Lu Qian, she hurriedly saluted.

"Master, you are here."

Lu Qian nodded. After listening to Wu Yan's report, he knew that everyone's injuries had stabilized. The next step was to recuperate and he felt a little relieved. He asked again, "How are Elder Gu and Fellow Daoist Dong doing?"

Wu Yan's beautiful face was full of fatigue: "Not awake yet."

She led Lu Qian to the courtyards of the two to visit them separately. Gu Nishang and Dong Chengjun were both seriously injured, with many broken bones, severe damage to their internal organs, and serious damage to their meridians.

However, their recovery conditions are different. According to Wu Yan's judgment, Dong Chengjun will wake up in a few days, but it is still a long way to go for Gu Nishang.

This is not to say that Dong Chengjun's recovery ability is stronger than Gu Nishang's. On the contrary, Dong Chengjun is just like an ordinary person. After he has survived the danger and his injuries have healed, he will wake up and continue to heal his injuries while awake.

Gu Nishang had a special body. Although she was in a coma, she was quickly absorbing the spiritual energy from the outside world to nourish her body. Wu Yan's healing spiritual spring had been sucked dry several times. Her deep sleep was the best way to heal her injuries. She would recover quickly in her deep sleep and would not wake up until most of her injuries were healed.

Lu Qian, who has witnessed this several times, also has a deep understanding of this.

Since both of them haven't woken up yet, there is no way to contact the Danxia Sect. The only thing they can do is send out the elite members of the intelligence team, rent a fast small wind-controlling beast, and go to Haidong County in Ningzhou to investigate. They don't know whether the siege of Liuxia Mountains has been lifted and whether the Danxia Sect is safe.

But then again, the news of the three factions' alliance to kill Qiming Lingjun had already spread in Cangzhou after a day of fermentation, and it was only reported to Ningzhou in the past few days. If Qiming Lingjun was not a lonely person with no wings, such shocking news would have been reported to Ningzhou in the first place.

Once the news gets out, perhaps the siege of Liuxia Mountains will change immediately.

Therefore, Lu Qian must seize the last time to do something very important.

He sat down beside Gu Nishang's bed, looking at the peerless fairy Jingxia lying there with a pale face. He felt so distressed that he gently held her hand.

"I have killed the person who hurt you." Lu Qian said softly, "Wake up quickly. This time, how about you choose a Taoist name for me?"

Thinking about what kind of tangled and confused expression would appear on Gu Nishang's face if this task was given to her, and what kind of weird Taoist names she would give herself, Lu Qian couldn't help but smile.

He leaned over and gently kissed Gu Nishang's bloodless lips.

"Just wait, I will continue to avenge you. Let's clean out the old thief Qiming's lair!" (End of this chapter)