The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 308: A life of ups and downs, a life of tragedy, is it worth it?

In the small town outside the Cemetery of Gods and Demons.

There are people coming and going, shops standing side by side, and the sounds of hawking and bargaining rising and falling, making it very lively.

There are Orientals with black hair and black eyes, and Westerners with blond hair and blue eyes. Their clothes are varied but not messy, giving people a refreshing feeling.

On the street, a Taoist priest walked over, holding a banner waving with the words: Observe others, observe yourself, observe all living things. Calculate the sky, the earth, and the human world.

In the crowd, a fifty-year-old Taoist priest stopped to look at the words on the banner, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. He pondered for a moment, stepped forward, came close, raised his hand and said, "I am Xuanqing, Taoist friend, what is your name?"

Wang Yi stopped, raised his hand, and chuckled, "I am Tai Yi, what advice do you have for me, fellow Taoist?"

Xuan Qing stroked his beard and shook his head, saying, "I dare not, but the banner of Daoist friend is a bit ostentatious, which goes against the quiet and inaction of the cultivators."

Wang Yi smiled and asked, "As cultivators, we fight against the will of heaven to survive. How can we be calm and inactive?"

Xuan Qing's expression froze, and he nodded, saying, "Daoyou is right. The essence of cultivation is to fight for life against the will of heaven. If one's heart has desires, there is no way to talk about purity. This old Taoist is obsessed with appearances."

As he spoke, he once again looked at the fortune-telling banner in the other person's hand, an interested look appeared on his face, and he bowed and said, "Can you tell me a fortune for me?"

The words on the fortune-telling banner were extremely arrogant. He wanted to see whether the other party was really capable or just trying to fool people.

Wang Yi smiled and said, "Of course I can, but the divination fee requires the most valuable thing you have. Are you willing to pay for it?"

Xuan Qing narrowed his eyes and said quietly, "This most valuable thing, wouldn't it be the old Taoist's remaining life?"

"Daoyou, you are joking..." Wang Yi was speechless, and said bluntly: "Daoyou has a sixth-level Zhenwu secret book on you. This item is the most valuable thing on you."

chant—

A clear sword chant was heard, and a flying sword shining with green light flew out from the old Taoist's body, circling and dancing like a spirit snake, with the tip of the sword pointing at Wang Yi's throat in the distance.

The sharp sword energy spread out, forcing the pedestrians around them to retreat a hundred meters, leaving only two people confronting each other in the empty field.

Wang Yi raised his hand and pressed the opponent's flying sword back to his dantian. The power of his mind swept out. The panicked pedestrians around him were in a trance for a moment, and then restored the original order, as if nothing had happened. The noise started again, and people flowed in.

Wang Yi took his hand back and said with a faint smile: "Daoyou is too aggressive. When I tell fortunes, the divination fee is the most valuable thing on the other person. It is entirely up to you whether to tell fortunes or not."

Xuan Qing's pupils shrank, and he silently calmed down the surging golden elixir of Shen Xi, and his nameless anger dissipated in an instant.

The opponent's casual press was like the master of heaven and earth, easily controlling the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth, making it impossible for him to borrow any power from heaven and earth, and the flying sword he released was forcibly pressed back into his body.

If the other party had not had the intention to kill him, he, a fourth-level Jindan expert, would have been dead by now.

This is the Zhenwu domain of a sixth-level Zhenwu master. Within this domain, I am invincible. I am the most powerful master in the human world, and I am famous throughout the entire continent.

The Chu State's great ancestor was a sixth-rank Zhenwu warrior, which was also the guarantee for the Chu State to maintain its position as one of the three major empires in the East.

Just now he actually attacked such a strong man... This is tantamount to seeking death. He can be considered lucky to have had a near-death experience.

Xuan Qing's face trembled, and he bowed respectfully: "Please don't blame me, senior. I am ignorant and shallow, so I offended you."

Wang Yi waved his sleeves to help him up, and asked with a smile: "Is this divination still correct?"

Xuan Qing felt relieved and said hurriedly, "Calculate! I would like to calculate my own path in life. Please tell me the divination." As he spoke, he bowed and a look of anticipation appeared on his face.

If you say that you were skeptical at the beginning, or even didn't believe it at all.

But after the other party showed his strength, all the doubts in my heart disappeared instantly, and there was only uneasiness and anticipation.

Wang Yi nodded slightly, his eyes were full of mysterious light, and the runes of the I Ching Bagua flowed in his eyes. The illusory long river of time emerged, absorbing a wisp of energy from the old Taoist in front of him, connecting heaven and earth, and began to evolve rapidly. In the long river of time, the old Taoist practiced in seclusion all his life, and encountered constant small disasters, but he was safe and sound. The big situation rolled, and he went with the flow, breaking the secret of life and death, and entered the realm of immortality. At the end of his life, he died in the final battle on the way to the sky.

"You have encountered many small disasters in your life, but you have never been dangerous. Your path ends at the seventh-level immortal martial arts, and finally at the great disaster of heaven and earth." Wang Yi's voice was steady, and it rang in Xuan Qing's ears like a huge bell.

Xuan Qing's expression was stern, and he asked with a bow, "Senior, what caused the great catastrophe of heaven and earth? Did my path stop at the seventh level because of my aptitude, or did I die midway because of the great catastrophe?"

Wang Yi shook his head slowly: "You collapsed because of the great calamity. As for the cause of the great calamity, the secrets cannot be revealed too much. You must remember that when the calamity comes, all living beings must face it, and gods and demons cannot escape it. Only by following the general trend can you have a glimmer of hope."

Xuan Qing looked solemn and bowed again, saying: "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will definitely keep it in mind." After that, he took out the sixth-level Zhenwu secret book and presented it with both hands.

Wang Yi took the secret book and flipped through it, whispering, "Nine Transformations of the Dragon, not bad." He nodded slightly, put the secret book away, then stepped into the crowd and walked towards the town.

Xuan Qing stood quietly, and suddenly felt something in his heart. He tilted his head to look at the young man walking slowly on the street outside the town. He swept his mind and then retracted it. A flash of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Strange, just now my spiritual sense sensed that this young man was a little strange, but after a careful investigation, I found nothing..."

He retracted his gaze and looked again at the Taoist in green robe who was walking away. A serious look appeared between his brows. After a moment of hesitation, he took a step forward and followed him.

Chen Nan's body stiffened, the chill on his back slowly receded, he slowly exhaled, looking at the old Taoist who blended into the crowd, his expression gradually became solemn: "Cultivators... Aren't there very few people like this walking in the world?"

Those who can see through the Chen family's profound skills are not simple. They are either true martial arts masters or ascetics who have left the world.

To reshape the body, solidify the spirit, and reach a state where one can live as long as the heaven and earth and shine as brightly as the sun and the moon. This is the ultimate goal of practicing Taoism, and also the realm of immortality.

The path that warriors must take is to cultivate themselves against the will of heaven, so as to reach the legendary realm of immortal martial arts.

In the eyes of most people, the path taken by warriors is not as good as that of ascetics, but it is not that warriors cannot compete with ascetics, but that they have failed to reach the level of qualitative change. Once reached, martial arts are enough to go hand in hand with ascetics.

These words were told to him by his father, and of course he also had his own speculations.

Chen Nan whispered in his heart: "I wonder if my father has finally entered the realm of immortal martial arts. If he has... maybe there will be a day when father and son can meet." But when he thought of the forest of tombstones of gods and demons in the Cemetery of Gods and Demons, he felt panic in his heart and his expression was gloomy:
"Even if my father enters the realm of immortal martial arts, I'm afraid he won't be able to escape... Alas, I am mediocre to begin with. Since I'm already dead, why do you want me to crawl out of the grave after so many years?"

boom!
Thunder roared, dark clouds rolled and spread in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they covered the area thousands of miles around the town, and the sky quickly darkened.

The shops on both sides of the street closed their doors, pedestrians left in a hurry, and soon the street became deserted, leaving Chen Nan standing there all alone.

"The world is so big, where is my home?" Chen Nan walked forward in a daze, letting the heavy rain wash over him.

"Yuxin, do you know? The thing I regret most is that I didn't say three words to you: I love you!"

"Wow!" Chen Nan missed his wife so much that he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes went dark and he fell limply into the rain. The bright red blood spread out, giving people a feeling of tragedy and misery.

"Alas, poor man, you have shouldered too much, lost too much, and are a fish that carries the fate of all living things. You have lived a rough and tragic life. Is it worth it?"

Wang Yi held the flag and walked slowly to Chen Nan's side. He lowered his head to look at the man with a painful expression and tears in his eyes, and sighed inexplicably.

Chen Nan, who has been dead for ten thousand years, crawls out of his grave and uses his memories from ten thousand years ago to talk about the safety of his beloved Yu Xin, his missing parents, and why the gods and demons perished. This leads to the subsequent six reincarnations, the chess game between heaven and earth, and the battle for all living beings to destroy heaven.

All things are like ants, but the thoughts of sentient beings can also destroy the way of heaven.

When the way of heaven is unfair, there will always be a group of people who are unwilling to accept their fate and resist the arrangement of fate.

And the Chen Nan in front of him is a living tomb, a divine tomb that gathers the power of all living beings. He is destined to have a rough and tragic life.

Wang Yi sighed again, raised his hand and pointed, a wisp of true energy moved the vital energy of heaven and earth, forming a large net that wrapped up Chen Nan and lifted him up, then turned around and walked towards the town with him.

Xuan Qing followed closely, and although he was curious, he was respectful and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)