309: Chapter 139 Fate is False, I Determine My Destiny!_3 309: Chapter 139 Fate is False, I Determine My Destiny!_3 “I really still don’t understand,”
The living Buddha from the Western Regions thought for a mont, then said with a smile, “You are indeed very impressive, having co this far on your own, just one step away.”
“It seems I have co to guide you.”
“Many heroes in the world are rely ordinary mortals; so-called fate is nothing more than what is innate, the offspring of the poor are poor, and the offspring of the rich are rich.
Then, young layman.”
“Does it an the children of the poor in the world are dood to a life of poverty, and the offspring of the rich are bound to be wealthy for life?”
The living Buddha answered himself, “No, because there is also the fortune of one’s later life.”
“Wealth is seldom passed down more than three generations; the poor sotis rise spectacularly.”
“The suffering of the common people cos from not being able to decide their own birth, which is the initial Qi fortune.”
“Yet to be born humble is not a disgrace; even a serf from Tuyuhun leveled the Western Regions and established an unparalleled empire; as for emperors and generals, Marquis Wei Wu once spent the night in the Empress Dowager’s palace, the Great Emperor of Central State was furious but powerless.”
“This is the skill of the later life.”
“The first part of one’s heavenly fortune is given by one’s parents and family; the Qi fortune that follows is made by oneself.”
“Innate fate is determined by heaven; the techniques of the later life are truly human.”
“Tai Jia said: Heaven-inflicted disasters can be resisted; self-inflicted miseries cannot be lived with.”
“He said: Match your words with your fate, seek your own happiness.”
“Both point out the difference between innate destiny and one’s later actions.”
“According to the old monk, young layman, you have recovered your early Qi fortune, but it is aningless now, it determined your initial starting life, with your parents’ authority, without setbacks, your ten years would have been extraordinarily wealthy.”
“But, young layman, ten years have passed, you’ve had your hard tis, your character has been tempered…
Those ten years can’t be made up for, this returned Qi fortune can only be condensed into a martial arts practice.”
“A al from ten years ago brought back now would be spoiled.”
“How many heroes in the world are only fools, but young layman, you are not bad.”
Li Guanyi asked, “Fools?
Why?”
The old monk said with a smile, “Most people are skeptical about Fate Grid, hence they are bound by Yin Yang and heavenly calculations, that’s the so-called Fate Grid, the so-called everyone has their destiny; yet the extrely virtuous cannot be confined by fate, and neither can the extrely wicked.”
“It’s as if the World’s First Calculator tries to divine your fortune.”
“The old monk dragged his shoe, using its sole to smack the guy’s face three tis.”
“Leaving him with a blue nose and a swollen face, nosebleed flying everywhere.”
“Could he have foreseen that?”
“I place a knife on the table, asking him if I am going to stab it into his belly or not?
What do you think the Divine Calculator could predict?”
Li Guanyi was dumbstruck.
The old living Buddha, still smiling, said, “This is the difference between the innate fate and the later Qi fortune.”
The old monk said, “Many heroes and nobles cannot see through the so-called Fate Grid; just like the people young layman, you encountered today, for these past ten or so years, they have been held back by one docunt of fate written by his father without the slightest change, are they not ordinary beings?”
The living Buddha from the Western Regions, that old man who joked and cursed with Zu Wenyuan.
With just one sentence, he revealed the whole life of Chen Yuyun.
Bound and determined by a written Fate Grid for life.
Li Guanyi suddenly felt that the old monk before him was different, and he asked:
“If these are innate destinies, then can one escape fate?”
The old monk thought for a mont, then sitting there, with rain pouring down over his head, he covered the cat with his robe sleeve, gently scratching the cat’s chin.
The cat pushed its head against his palm, purring contentedly.
The World’s Third Grandmaster, this kind-hearted old monk smiled and said:
“Destiny lies with .”
“Happiness is self-sought.”
These six words were so simple yet domineering.
The living Buddha said, “Young layman, do you know why many people in power believe in our sect?”
“Because I tell them, those who seek wealth obtain wealth, those who seek sons and daughters obtain sons and daughters, those who seek longevity obtain longevity.”
Li Guanyi said, “They are likely to be trapped at the first level.”
The old monk said, “Yes, but the True Inheritance tells them that.
It’s only if they don’t seek it themselves; fortune must be sought after oneself, you get what you seek.
I was originally worried that young layman you might be confined to certain predicants, but now it seems I worried for nothing.”
The living Buddha from the Western Regions thought for a mont, put the cat in his arms, and then said, “Let’s do it anyway.” He gently patted the young man’s shoulder, and then the blue Qi Fortune began to surge above Li Guanyi’s head, after which he picked up the back of Li Guanyi’s collar.
The old monk lifted the young man out with a shout:
“Co out!”
The voice bood like the spring thunder.
He placed Li Guanyi aside.
Li Guanyi turned his head and watched the blue Qi Fortune flow.
In a trance, he understood the old monk’s aning.
To step out from one’s past Fate Grid.
What’s favorable to is right; what’s not is dismissed.
Don’t allow this so-called Fate Grid to confine you.
Li Guanyi suddenly felt that the monk’s shout of “Co out” was indescribably brilliant; he felt suddenly liberated, dispersed the Qi Fortune, and at that sa ti, the tumultuous emotions in his heart also dissipated.
The old monk patted his shoulder and said:
“That day, One Sword cleaved the ropes, but, young layman, can you truly sever the worldly ties of this world?”
“Did you really cut through those [ropes] that day?”
The living Buddha’s eyes were calm and gentle.
Li Guanyi remained silent for a long ti, then clasped his hands and said, “Thank you, senior.”
The old monk smiled and shook his head, he stepped forward half a step, the rainwater sprinkled down, he raised his finger pointing to the sky: “Fate?
It’s nothing but the deceitful words of corrupt Confucians and magicians, the fate of the common people changes, within the common people themselves!”
“Even the flesh has its asurents.”
“As for the body of principles and justice, could it not change the heavens?!”
“Look.”
The old man raised his hand toward the sky, and the rainclouds scattered, Li Guanyi saw the clear moonlight in the sky.
The youth had never seen such a transparent moon, quiet and bright.
He stood there, turned his head, and saw the old monk walking away, one, two, three kittens lifting their feet behind him.
One step, two steps.
One sway, two sways.
The old monk bent down, his robe swayed, and one by one little stead buns fell, his face smiling, the kittens gently wing.
The moon above, the monk on earth, kittens at the back, the path ahead, all so natural, not a single discord.
World’s Third Grandmaster.
Li Guanyi withdrew his gaze, he looked at the Qi Fortune, suddenly a carefree smile spread across his face.
Indeed, this thing, it seems, can be cultivated into Martial Arts.
Without Qi Fortune, I also reached this point; Chen Yuyun, with Qi Fortune, would also fall to my sword.
The strong always have their fortune, Qi Fortune like the Emperor’s, not predestined, for those mighty in arms.
He raised his finger toward the moon in the sky.
“To hell with fate.”
He laughed loudly, decided to train it into Martial Arts, took big steps out, and after a talk with the old monk, realized it was late; he hurried toward the Xue Family, his body damp with rainwater, then paused suddenly.
Rainclouds still lingered in the sky; the rain drizzled down.
A dark path, moonlight spilling like White Jade, a narrow and cramped alley.
The rain tap-tapping away.
Under the moonlight, a silver-haired girl stood with an umbrella, quietly waiting for him.
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