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Chapter 140 Fate is false, my destiny is determined by me!
"Taiping Army..."

Li Guanyi looked at these three words and paused for a moment. Then he continued to read and saw that it was recorded: "The Taiping Army under the command of the Duke of Taiping is unrivaled in the world."

"The Taiping Army at this moment is nothing but traitors and villains!"

"Xue Tianxing fled and escaped far outside the Great Wall. He built a city by splitting the land in a place ruled by warlords. He found a man and called him the son of Duke Taiping. He made him king and called himself the general. He was very powerful and recruited soldiers to avenge Duke Taiping."

"Another man, named Yuan Shitong, was a general under the command of Duke Taiping. He was rough and arrogant."

"He also supported a young man, named [Son of the Duke of Taiping], and raised an army in the land of heroes outside the Great Wall. He used a dark gold mask pattern as a flag and called himself the Taiping Army. He also called himself the Taiping Army supporting the king. He also stationed himself outside the Great Wall. The two sides fought fiercely."

Li Guanyi flipped through the file, lowered his eyes and remained silent. He didn't know the truth of the file.

The files contain evaluations recorded by officials of the State of Chen.

The historian's tone was very contemptuous.

"It's just a pack of wolves devouring a tiger."

"Not all military strategists in the world are upright and righteous. When Duke Taiping was still alive, he could suppress these ferocious men. After Duke Taiping died, they all took up arms, and they must have the intention of revenge for Duke Taiping. However, apart from this, they may have also thought about establishing their own reputation."

“Human nature is so complex.”

"In order to avenge Duke Taiping, he refused to take up residence in Dachen. However, he raised a big banner and used Duke Taiping's death to divide the world. How can he be called loyal and brave?"

"As brave as a tiger, yet inferior."

"Looking at the soldiers, they also have a sense of loyalty. Both sides believe that they are comrades under the command of the Duke of Taiping. They are still fighting for the general who gave them the gold, but they both believe that the other side is the rebel who stole the title of the Duke of Taiping and wanted to seek benefits for himself."

“As a result, the fighting between the two sides was brutal.”

"The title of the fifth most famous general in the world is too tempting."

"The heroes of the world are nothing but bloodthirsty beasts. When necessary, they can abandon not only the commanders who once led them forward, but even their parents."

But below this line of text, there is still a line of instructions written in red ink.

“It’s too one-sided.”

"Don't use your mind to measure the hearts of these famous generals."

"Their loyalty to the Duke of Taiping is admirable, but their loyalty is based on their own judgment. Although the twenty-four generals are all under his command, you have overlooked one point: these famous generals in the world will not really obey the other generals."

"Mr. Taiping is dead."

"But neither Yuan Shitong nor Xue Tianxing were willing to accept such an outcome. They still longed to see a figure wearing black armor, holding a magic weapon, riding a Qilin and wearing a visor, and charging to the front on the battlefield."

"They all long to raise this flag again in troubled times."

"To this end, they did not hesitate to do things that were difficult for others to understand. When there was a conflict between the court and the commander's orders, and the army mutinied, they had to have a banner - the name of the descendants of the Duke of Taiping."

"This will give those lower-level soldiers a backbone, even if it's fake."

"In their fights with each other, they are confident in their own judgment, but doubt each other's loyalty. The end result of a group without a leader is that they will disperse and fight each other. For these beasts in troubled times, they will trust their own judgment and go all the way to the end."

"Let them fight each other to death."

Then there was another answer in the file.

【Thank you for your advice, Mr. Xiang】

What followed was a lot of flattery, which also made Li Guanyi know who wrote those cinnabar characters - Tan Tai Xianming, Xue Daoyong's friend when he was young, but also his enemy at the moment, the head of a civil servant family, and the queen's father.

Li Guanyi looked at the file.

The two famous generals fought outside the Great Wall, and both supported the [Son of Duke Taiping].

They all led the Taiping Army.

Xue Tianxing, No. 57 on the list of divine generals.

Yuan Shitong, ranked 54th on the list of divine generals.

He is absolutely the top warlord who cannot launch a large-scale war without the support of a big country.

The complexity of the situation and human nature left Li Guanyi speechless. After a long time, he continued to read. Among the other generals, some died in battle, two fled to Ying State and were now generals in Ying Dynasty's army; one went to the Great Flag Camp in the Western Regions, and the rest were displaced and their whereabouts were unknown.

Except the dead, the rebels, and the separated.

There were two generals left alive.

Li Guanyi flipped through the files:

"Gu Daohui, at that time Zhuge Qingkong and three other generals rebelled. Gu Daohui reported the incident to the court in advance and led his army to surround and kill them. He personally killed Zhuge Qingyun and the other three generals and beheaded them. He presented their heads to the emperor, who was delighted. The rebellion was quelled and Gu Daohui was appointed as the Grand General of the Jinwu Guard, a second-rank military officer, and was given the title of Marquis of Weiwu."

"Gong Zhaoqi was appointed as the General of the Fujun Army and was granted the title of the Earl of Zhennan."

Among the twenty-four generals, some fled, some rebelled, some died, some raised their own flags, and there were also traitors.

In the past ten years, many things have changed so fast.

Li Guan concentrated his mind and figured out the effect of the dark gold visor in his hand. In the files of the State of Chen, there was naturally a description of the armor used by its founding monarch. This dark gold visor was majestic and hard, and it was difficult to be damaged by swords.

Of course, if it hits the top of your head, the dark gold mask will not be easily damaged by swords and knives, but the skull may not be so vulnerable.

Maybe the end will be a shattered head and an intact visor.

The real effect is to conceal one's own breath.

It can almost make it difficult for famous generals to be locked on the battlefield by warlocks, making it easier to complete tactics such as flanking.

"No wonder Si Qing likes to use this mask. When combined with the Wulong Entangling Armor, Chengying Sword, and his martial arts skills, it is almost perfect."

The voice of someone from the palace came from outside, and Li Guan put the file back to its original place.

Then he messed up some of the military manuals and made some wrinkles on them.

Even if someone comes, they will think he is watching these things.

Then he took off his armor, changed into casual clothes, and chatted with Ye Buyi and others for a while before slowly walking towards the Xue family's direction. He was thinking about those things about luck and the whereabouts of the twenty-four generals written in the files. As many as seven or eight famous generals left the State of Chen and disappeared.

Their martial arts are even without weapons and armor.

In the martial arts world, he is a hero and there is no way he would fall.

Want to know their whereabouts.

Li Guanyi only thought of one place in his mind.

The ghost market of the underworld.

Li Guanyi suddenly felt that there was a reason why this organization existed throughout the world.

However, if you want to enter the ghost market, you need your own token.

Or, can you use Situ Deqing's mask and the title of the tenth killer in the world?

Li Guanyi was thoughtful, secretly took note of this matter in his heart, and then silently thanked Situ Deqing.

As expected of you!

The tenth killer in the world!
Even if you die, you are still outputting!

Li Guanyi felt happier. Thinking about the prince, he walked forward. The summer in the south of the Yangtze River was dull and there seemed to be moisture in the air. It began to rain at some point. The drizzle made the bluestone slabs clear and quiet. The young man walked here.

Then he turned around and bumped into a bald man.

Boom! ! !
Li Guanyi's eyes went dark, and then stars appeared around him.

He had not encountered such a situation since he had made some progress in his physical fitness. He calmed himself down and saw a monk in a gray robe. He looked to be in his forties or fifties, with dark skin and wrinkles on his face. It was the Living Buddha from the Western Regions that Li Guanyi had seen.

The third best master in the world.

Li Guanyi said: "Senior."

Then he stepped sideways to make way, but just as he was about to step aside, the Living Buddha also took a step, and the two people's footsteps almost stepped together. Then Li Guanyi changed his steps again, but still bumped into the Living Buddha.

He dodged and stepped back, then asked, "Senior, are you here to see me?"

He should be able to see it anyway.

The Living Buddha of the Western Regions smiled and said, "Ah, the little layman and my Buddha have a connection."

"The old monk did come to see you today, but you came a little late. I fed some cats there, which is just right." He lifted up his sleeves, and under his wide sleeves, there were a few newly born cats.

The old monk smiled and said, "If I had met you earlier, wouldn't I have been unable to touch these cats?"

"Young lay Buddhist, that martial arts madman Chen Chengbi came to see me. It's no problem for the old monk to teach you martial arts, but I suddenly had a whim and felt that I had to come and see you now. Firstly, it's for these raccoon slaves, and secondly..."

"It's also for Li Nu'er."

He smiled, with a sly look, blinked his eyes, and said, "I saw you today, but I found that you are a little different, so the old monk thought I had to talk to you."

"Come with me."

Li Guanyi thought about it, put on his sword and followed the old monk.

The old monk led him to a pavilion, and then the two sat down. The living Buddha from the Western Regions looked at the young man in front of him, smiled and said, "There is a wisp of purple air on the young monk, and a lot of green luck, but it came suddenly."

"When I saw you a few days ago, you didn't have these things, you only had a trace of luck."

"Did you have any adventure recently?"

Li Guanyi said calmly: "Some adventures, these fortunes were originally stolen by others, and they are back today."

The monk looked at him and smiled, "What a good thing!"

The old monk stroked the cat on his knees and smiled, "But I see that the young layman seems to be struggling with something after receiving the luck. Why? The purple luck is considered by the laymen in the world to be a great fortune. Don't you think so?"

Li Guanyi sat there, he expressed his doubts, and said frankly:
"I really don't believe it."

"If it is purple, it is invaluable. Why was my luck stolen back then?" "Why did my parents die so early?"

"If the purple luck really represents the preciousness of humanity, then why did this person get beaten up by me today? And why did he even spit out the money he had paid with interest?"

"And why did this luck come back to me?"

Li Guanyi looked at the monk in front of him and said:
"If the emperor's aura was really that powerful, Liang's kingdom would not have been stolen by Chen."

"If only those with the aura of an emperor could accomplish great things, then the Scarlet Emperor would not have been able to raise his three-foot sword and conquer the world. Are those fortune tellers and pig butchers under his command all of them with the aura of blue and purple?"

“But they reached the end and asked a sorcerer to tell their fortunes.”

"Each one of them is invaluable."

“But at the beginning, their luck was such that they couldn’t even have a good meal.”

The Living Buddha of the Western Regions said: "It seems that the young layman does not believe in fate very much."

Li Guanyi straightened his back and replied:

"If luck really worked like that, no country in the world would have perished."

"If fate really determines everything, the rich will always be rich, and the children of the poor will be taken away and killed once they have luck and fate. The world will definitely evolve into this, but everyone in the world believes in fate. And the flow of purple energy is also wonderful."

"I really still don't understand."

The Living Buddha of the Western Regions thought for a moment and said with a smile, "You are indeed amazing. You have come this far on your own. You are just one step away from success."

"It seems that I am here to save you."

"Many heroes in the world are just ordinary people. The so-called fate is nothing but a matter of destiny. Poor people are born with poor offspring, and rich people are born with rich offspring. So, little layman."

"The children of poor people in the world will definitely be poor for life, and the children of rich people will definitely be rich for life?"

The Living Buddha himself answered: "No, because there is still a chance of success in the future."

“The rich can hardly survive for three generations; the poor can soar to the sky in one day.”

"People suffer because they cannot decide their own origins. This is their fate from the beginning."

"But being a humble person is not a disgrace. The bodies of Tuyuhun serfs also swept across the vast sky of the Western Regions and established an unprecedented hegemony. Emperors and generals, when Duke Wu of Wei stayed overnight in the Queen Mother's palace, the Emperor of Zhongzhou was furious but could do nothing."

“This is the acquired skill.”

"The first part of destiny is given by your parents and family, but the rest of your destiny is created by yourself."

"The innate number is from heaven; the acquired skills are from man."

"Taijia said: The evil sent by heaven can be avoided; the evil brought upon oneself cannot be escaped."

"Said: Always be content with your fate and seek your own happiness."

"They all refer to the difference between innate destiny and acquired behavior."

"According to the old monk, it is meaningless for you to take back your early luck. This will determine your starting life. With your parents' authority, if there are no setbacks, you will be extremely wealthy in the next ten years."

"But ten years have passed, young monk. You have suffered a lot, and your character has been tempered... Those ten years cannot be made up for. If this luck comes back, it can only be condensed into a martial art."

"The delicious meal from ten years ago has gone bad."

"Many heroes in the world are just fools. The young layman is quite good."

Li Guanyi said: "Foolish man? Why?"

The old monk smiled and said, "Most people are skeptical about fate, so they are bound by yin and yang and destiny. This is the so-called fate, which is the so-called destiny for everyone. However, destiny cannot restrain the extremely good people, and destiny cannot restrain the extremely evil people either."

"It's like having the best fortune teller in the world tell your fortune."

"The old monk took off his shoes and slammed the soles of his shoes on his face three times."

"He was beaten so badly that his face was swollen and his nose was bleeding."

"Did he figure it out?"

"I picked up a knife, put it on the table, and asked him whether I should stab him in the belly or not. What can the fortune teller tell you?"

Li Guanyi was dumbfounded.

The old living Buddha smiled and said, "This is the destiny you were born with and the fate you acquired later in life."

The old monk said, "How many heroes and nobles cannot see through the so-called fate. For example, the person you met today, has been bound by his father's fate for more than ten years, and has never changed a bit. Isn't he just an ordinary person?"

The Living Buddha from the Western Regions, the old man who laughed and cursed with Zu Wenyuan.

Just one sentence revealed Chen Yuyun's life.

A comment on your fate will determine your life's doom.

Li Guanyi suddenly felt that the old monk in front of him was different. He said:

"Since these are innate fates, can fate be escaped?"

The old monk thought about it. He sat there with the rain pouring down on his head. He covered the cat with his sleeves and gently scratched the cat's chin. The cat rested its head on his palm and made a purring sound. The third grandmaster in the world, this kind-looking old monk smiled and said:

"My fate is up to me."

“Happiness comes from seeking.”

These six words are so plain and domineering.

The Living Buddha asked, "Little layman, do you know why so many dignitaries believe in my sect?"

“For I tell them, if you ask for wealth, you will get wealth; if you ask for a son or a daughter, you will get a son or a daughter; if you ask for longevity, you will get longevity.”

Li Guanyi said: "I'm afraid they will be detained on the first floor."

The old monk said, "Yes, but the true teachings have been told to them. They just don't ask for it. You have to ask for blessings yourself. Whatever you ask for, you will get. The old monk was worried that you, the young layman, would be trapped in some difficulties. Now it seems that my worries were in vain."

The Living Buddha of the Western Regions thought about it, put the cat in his arms, and said, "Let's do it." He patted the boy's shoulder gently, and then the green aura surged above Li Guanyi's head, and then he lifted the back of Li Guanyi's collar.

The old monk immediately pulled the young man out and shouted:

"come out!"

The sound is like spring thunder.

Put Li Guanyi aside.

Li Guanyi turned his head and watched the green energy flowing.

Suddenly, I understood what the old monk meant.

Coming out from the past destiny.

If it's good for me, then you're right. If it's not good for me, then go away.

Don't be bound by this so-called fate.

Li Guanyi suddenly felt that the monk's voice was wonderful and he suddenly felt refreshed. After he took back his luck, the chaotic emotions in his heart also dissipated. The old monk patted him on the shoulder and said:

"I used a sword to cut the rope that day, but, little monk, can you cut the ties of this world?"

"Did you really split the [rope] that day?"

The Living Buddha's eyes were calm and gentle.

Li Guanyi remained silent for a long time. He bowed and said, "Thank you, senior."

The old monk smiled and shook his head. He took a half step forward. Raindrops fell down. He raised his finger and pointed at the sky: "Destiny? It's just the empty words of corrupt scholars and sorcerers. The fate of the people is changing. It's up to the people themselves!"

"Flesh and blood still have their limits."

"Can't a righteous person change the world?!"

"Look."

The old man raised his hand and pointed at the sky, and the rain clouds dispersed. Li Guanyi saw the clear moonlight in the sky. The young man had never seen such a clear moonlight, so quiet and bright. He stood there, looked back, and saw the old monk walking away, with one, two, three kittens behind him raising their feet.

One step, two steps.

One shake, two shakes.

The old monk bent down, his sleeves swaying, and one or two steamed buns fell down, with a smile on his face. The cat meowed softly, the moon in the sky, the monk on the earth, the cat behind him, and the road in front of him, everything was natural, without the slightest disharmony.

The third best master in the world.

Li Guanyi withdrew his gaze, looked at the luck, and suddenly a wanton smile appeared on his face.

Indeed, this thing seems to be able to be practiced into martial arts.

Even without luck, I have come this far; even if Chen Yuyun had luck, he would still fall under my sword.

The strong will always have good fortune, and the fortune is like that of the emperor. It is not predetermined, but is achieved by those with strong soldiers and horses.

He raised his finger towards the moon in the sky.

"Fuck you."

He laughed and decided to practice this thing into martial arts. He strode out and talked with the old monk. It was late, so he strode towards Xue's house. His body was wet with rain and he was suddenly stunned.

There are still rain clouds in the sky, and the rain is falling down.

The black road, the moonlight shining like white jade, a narrow and cramped alley.

The rain is dripping.

Under the moonlight, the silver-haired girl stood there holding an umbrella, quietly waiting for him.

(End of this chapter)