I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

Bei Ming Long Yue stared at the strange man, with an unprecedented murderous look in his eyes.

The majestic spiritual energy was like a boiling air wave, making all the creatures in Tianhuo City feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar and trembling continuously. No matter whether they were mortals or cultivators, they all fled in all directions like crazy.

However, from beginning to end, the man's expression never changed, as if he was sure that everything was under his control.

Xiao Wuyou finally moved.

But he neither ran away nor drew his sword to help. He just calmly poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

Bei Ming Long Yue was completely stunned.

And the man finally raised the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Wuyou, you are really interesting."

"You are not as interesting as I thought, Tiandao." Xiao Wuyou changed to a comfortable posture, leaning back in the chair, and teased: "I thought Tiandao would have a big face or a giant, but I didn't expect you to look quite ordinary."

"Everyone sees me differently. In the eyes of the devil cultivators, I am a mad devil. In the eyes of the Buddhist cultivators, I am the Buddha. It seems that you really have no awe for me at all." Tiandao sighed leisurely.

Among the countless living beings, even those who have no concept of the way of heaven will be affected by fate and instinctively regard him as the most revered image in their hearts, or even the natural disaster itself.

He became more and more interested in Xiao Wuyou.

But Bei Ming Long Yue felt increasingly cold in his heart, his hands and feet were cold, and he almost lost consciousness.

She was never afraid of death, not even when facing the law of nature.

But now, Xiao Wuyou is exposed to the Heavenly Dao!

Bei Ming Long Yue's tone was no longer resolute, and even carried a hint of pleading, so hoarse and weak: "I'll cover the rear, you run first!"

Xiao Wuyou just smiled calmly at the young master: "I'm sorry, I can't obey your order."

Bei Ming Long Yue felt like there was something stuck in his throat and he could no longer speak.

Even if it was just a joke, Xiao Wuyou never disobeyed her.

But this time it's different.

Bei Ming Long Yue couldn't help but hold Long Yue tighter. Apart from this, she didn't know what else she could do.

Tian Dao was pleased at this moment: "It doesn't matter whether you escape or not."

"Oh? Tell me in detail?" Xiao Wuyou asked curiously.

It has been a long time since he saw the prophecy scene, so he wanted to hear how heaven decides his destiny.

"Everything in the world has its destiny. Of course, the trajectory of fate is unpredictable, but it is not endless. Fate is determined by making the right choice at the right time and place."

Xiao Wuyou could fully understand this statement, after all, he had already proved it with practical actions.

Xiao Wuyou disagreed: "You may not believe it, but I have done something similar before."

Unexpectedly, Tian Dao nodded happily: "Very impressive. In ten thousand years, you are the first person who can see through the destiny to such an extent."

"And your destiny is extraordinary and unpredictable."

Tiandao narrowed his eyes, his calm tone full of murderous intent.

"Over the past ten thousand years, I have interfered with your fate countless times, but you always managed to escape and reincarnate."

Xiao Wuyou smiled unchanged: "It seems that you have lost many times."

But Tian Dao was also calm and ignored his provocation: "The one who laughs last is the winner."

"Besides, since the first time I took action ten thousand years ago, I have been trying to bring your fate to this moment."

Bei Ming Long Yue was stunned when he heard this, and was confused and uncertain.

The first time ten thousand years ago?

Could it be...

"As you thought." Tiandao turned around and affirmed to Beiming Longyue.

Ten thousand years ago, the demon met him and told him the truth about the way of heaven and destiny. From that moment on, Xiao Wuyou's fate was already determined? !

When you make a move, your opponent has already seen through the entire game, and no matter what you do, it will be in vain.

"Impossible!" Bei Ming Long Yue said coldly.

But the hand holding Longyue was trembling slightly, no longer as decisive as before.

"Do I need to lie to you?" Tiandao laughed.

She once broke through the thunder tribulation, shattered the ladder to heaven, and even forced the way of heaven to retreat for a time.

She once really thought that she could snatch a glimmer of hope for Xiao Wuyou from the hands of Heaven.

But now, Bei Ming Long Yue felt that all his efforts and the slim hope had been completely swallowed up by the darkness.

Bei Ming Long Yue's eyes were no longer sharp.

Tiandao withdrew his gaze and looked at Xiao Wuyou again.

"Surrender, your fate is sealed..."

Chapter 43: The Confusion of Heaven's Way

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"What good will surrender do to me? Enjoy all the beauties, or tremendous power? I can't become the second devil." Xiao Wuyou talked about the conditions leisurely, and it sounded like he was really interested.

Tianmo's tone was calm and gentle, but the chill in his words was more terrifying than any verbal threat.

"If you surrender, the fate of the Son of Destiny will return to normal."

Just a few words made Xiao Wuyou feel depressed.

"Don't worry, they won't die. It's just that Liu Feiyan's family will be destroyed, Su Lanyu will go crazy in the internal strife of the sea tribe, Tushan Momo will sacrifice herself and lose her soul to stop the demon from coming back, and Ye Qingmeng will be attacked by the remnants of the demon path and fall into the devil."

That is exactly what Heaven sees, the right path of destiny where there is no Xiao Wuyou.

"As for Bei Ming Long Yue..." Tian Dao paused, peeking into Xiao Wu You's indifferent eyes, and then continued: "You can also guess that she will collapse and commit suicide because of your death."

"You are really a genius at persuading people to surrender." The smile disappeared from Xiao Wuyou's face, leaving only coldness.

Tian Dao did not comment, but continued: "Otherwise, I will kill them in front of you."

"The choice is yours, but no matter what, your own fate is already determined."

Xiao Wuyou's figure was reflected in Tianmo's eyes, but what he saw was the moment when Xiao Wuyou was bleeding and stopped breathing.

The air was silent.

Tiandao had actually guessed countless times, what expression would Xiao Wuyou have after hearing this?

Will he collapse and beg for mercy? Or will he draw his sword in anger? Or will he retort?

In the dark, he could see the fate of all things. Although the fate of a child like Bei Ming Long Yue was a little vague, he could roughly guess that this seemingly dull swordsman would be anxious for his apprentice.

Only Xiao Wuyou, Tiandao could only see some broken fragments and could not see more details.

But he never expected that the coldness on Xiao Wuyou's face would quickly dissipate. He just slowly poured himself a cup of hot tea and then slowly drank it.

"You don't believe it?"

"I believe you are threatening me. And your level is terrible." Xiao Wuyou pulled the corner of his mouth, his expression was subtle: "Generally speaking, even if it is a lie, you will give a better choice, right?"

"There's no need for me to lie to you." Tiandao said seriously.

"So what?" Xiao Wuyou asked calmly.

"It's just talk. Nothing has happened yet. You haven't done anything yet."

"The destiny has already been determined." Tiandao emphasized in a deep voice.

Xiao Wuyou gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Before that moment comes, I don't believe it."

Then he stopped smiling, as usual, revealing that nonchalant and calm look, as if everything was under control.

"The future is the future, but now..."

"You are not omniscient and omnipotent. Just know this."

As the words fell, Tiandao looked up out the window leisurely, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

In an instant, lightning flashed, Xiao Wuyou swept past the little master, and took her directly to break through the wall and flashed a thousand meters away.

Immediately afterwards, the sword energy in the sky engulfed the teahouse where Tiandao was like a storm.

Wherever the storm raged, buildings were reduced to dust and the ground disappeared into nothingness. A prosperous corner of Tianhuo City dissipated like sand under the terrifying sword energy, as if it had never existed.

Bei Ming Long Yue looked up and found that it was the head of Jue Jian Sect and the seven elders in the sky. Only then did he wonder, "How come they......"

"I called for help." Xiao Wuyou shook the activated talisman for help in his hand.

"Did you expect this?" The young master's eyes became more and more confused.

"What? Every true disciple has this thing. I think the more helpers the better, but I didn't expect that the Great Elder and the others would all come."

Although it was a surprise, Xiao Wuyou also felt a little strange.

Although he activated the Dao Talisman the moment he saw Tiandao, these elders came too quickly. Could it be that they were all idle and waiting for him to ask for help?

The original site of the teahouse had been razed to the ground, with all the dust and powder scattered in the air, and not even a trace of the ruins was left.

Only Tiandao's figure remained there like a dot of black ink on white paper, strangely and conspicuously, without a scratch.

"People from the Absolute Sword Sect..."

Tiandao looked up and saw through the fate of the eight powerful gods for thousands of years, as well as their future trajectories with just one glance.

They came because of the Taoist talismans.

How can it be?

Even if Xiao Wuyou used some secret method, how could he miss the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the Dao Talisman? No, how could he not see the future when the Dao Talisman was activated?

Xiao Wuyou's power is stronger than in any previous life.

In the past, Tiandao could see all of Xiao Wuyou’s actions, but this time, he was really surprised.

But it doesn't hurt.

In the eyes of Tiandao, the scene of Xiao Wuyou's death did not change at all.

Tiandao was about to take a step forward when he saw eight sword cultivators at the divine level, led by the great elder, descend together and block in front of him.

"Everyone from the Juejian Sect, if you stop now, there is still a chance of survival." Tiandao was not angry, but spoke softly as if stating the fact.

"Is that so? From the moment you became an enemy of Master and Lord Xiao, you are doomed to die!" The Great Elder shouted coldly in a deep voice.

All the high-ranking officials of Juejian Sect, including him, were on high alert, not daring to be careless in the slightest, and blocked Tiandao's way from their own perspectives.

Although they didn't know who Tiandao was, in their eyes, the person in front of them was a mysterious master who had no spiritual power and a lot of Taoist charm!

This is too weird. You have to know that spiritual power is the source of life. Everything in the world has spiritual power, whether it is a mortal or a plant, even a drop of rain between heaven and earth has spiritual power.

The difference is just the amount. The reason why a monk is a monk is because he can use spiritual power for his own benefit.

However, since these were the opponents that Longyue Sword Immortal and Lord Xiao were facing, they had already made mental preparations.

Tiandao narrowed his eyes slightly: "Master Xiao? You obey Xiao Wuyou?"

He clearly remembered that Xiao Wuyou should not have officially succeeded as the leader of Juejian Sect yet.

"I don't need to answer you!"

After saying that, the Great Elder suddenly raised his sword to meet the attack!

In the center of Tianhuo City, sword sounds rang out one after another like thunder, carrying with them terrifying spiritual energy that spread out in all directions.

The once prosperous city was torn apart and turned into ruins in an instant.

Fortunately, the aura emitted by Bei Ming Long Yue had scared away most of the mortals and cultivators, otherwise who knows how many innocent people would have been involved.

At a corner on the edge of the city, Liu Yanbin looked out at the center of the battlefield with an extremely heavy expression on his face.

Even though I was mentally prepared, I still felt powerless.

"That is the opponent who is hostile to Lord Xiao..."

Chapter 44: Breaking the Sword with One Finger

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Back then, Bei Ming Long Yue traveled around and took in several extremely talented children.