"That's fate!"

Sitting on the steps of the door, the old man smoked his cigarette gun, clicked, and knocked his pipe the steps in front of him, looked at the children next to him and said.

The child was dressed in tattered clothes, I don't know how many tears were in the clothes, and there was blood and dirt on them, and it was obvious that the clothes were too small, and they were tightly attached to the body, but if you looked closely, you could also find that the child's clothes were originally extremely fine silk.

"I don't believe in fate!"

The child stubbornly looked at the old man and said.

After a new pot of tobacco and a few puffs, a satisfied smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Bai Le, I remember, your name is Bai Le, right?"

Turning around and looking at Bai Le, the old man asked in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

Nodding, the child replied with a clenched fist.

"Forget it, Baifu has long been a thing of the past!Child, from today onwards, forget this name...... Follow me, let's live a life of one old and one young, if you have a bite to eat, you won't be hungry. ”

Glancing at the majestic White Mansion in the distance, the old man sighed and comforted again.

"I don't!"

There was a look of determination in his eyes, and the child shook his head stubbornly, "Thank you, but I don't believe in fate!"

Respectfully kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to the old man, the child struggled to get up from the ground and turned away.

Looking at the child's back, the old man took another puff of cigarette, then shook his head and sighed, "Why bother, you can't change anything!"

"To be a man, you must know how to accept your fate!"

A firewood knife picked up from nowhere, the child took advantage of the night to touch the white mansion, and struggled to walk towards the familiar room in the past.

However, before he could reach the door, the child was stopped by the servant.

In silence, the child drew his knife and slashed at the other party.

Blood splattered, but the child's thin body could not compete with the other party after all, and soon the child fell in a pool of blood, his eyes wide until death.

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All the way from Qingzhou Mansion over the mountains and mountains to the mountain gate of the Lingxi Sword Sect, the shoes on the child's feet had already worn out, and the whole person looked skinny.

"Where's the little hairy boy, get out!"

In front of the mountain gate, a fat man looked at the child with disgust and scolded with disdain.

"I'm not a hairy child, my name is Bai Le, I'm here to apprentice and practice!"

"Practice, little kid, do you know what cultivation is?" the fat man scolded mockingly, "A cheap bone, no qualifications at all, what are you practicing, get out of here as soon as possible!"

The child only bit his lip, but he never left, so he knelt down in front of the mountain gate.

"It's useless to kneel! Little brat, I'm telling you, this is fate!"

"To be a man, you must know how to accept your fate!"

This kneeling is three days!

A child, kneeling in front of the mountain gate for three days without water and rice entering, was enough for him to exhaust the last bit of energy.

However, the world is still ruthless as if it can't beat his hard work and persistence!

The child finally fell in front of the mountain gate, and after falling into a coma, he was thrown into the mountains and forests as if he were garbage, and in the midst of hunger and cold, he lost his last breath and turned into a pile of dry bones!

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On the back mountain of the Spirit Rhino Sword Sect, the child has grown into a teenager, but he still looks skinny.

Every day, in addition to the endless firewood, the clothes that can't be washed, and the busyness of getting up early and greedy for darkness, it seems that this is the whole of life.

Every once in a while, the boy would go to the sect, and every time at this time, the boy would find an opportunity to peek at the disciples in the square practicing swords.

Every time it was a quick glance, but the young man was very persistent, and gradually, he also stole a set of swordsmanship.

It's just that what awaits him is not a bright future, but a cold leather whip!

The fat man looked at him coldly and scolded, "A handyman, who doesn't know how to work hard, is trying to steal a teacher, you should be killed for such a cheap bone!"

A slap of whip was drawn on his body, and the young man was whipped open and fainted several times.

"Little brute, have you accepted your fate?"

In a trance, the young man's ears seemed to hear the fat man's voice full of contempt again!

His consciousness was a little blurred, but the young man still gritted his teeth, and with his last strength, he said, "I don't believe in fate!"

"Cheap bones!"

"Then let's die!"

"That's fate!"

"To be a man, you must know how to accept your fate!"

The leather whip fell again, and slammed into the boy's body until he completely lost his breath.

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"Idiot! I can't practice such a simple swordsmanship, what else do I practice? Go back to do miscellaneous labor as soon as possible!"

"Fool! I've never seen anyone as poorly qualified as you! Pigs are smarter than you!"

"Get out! Get out of here and go back to being your handyman!"

Shouting and scolding, dying again and again!

The boy used all his strength every time, but it still couldn't change any results.

He couldn't even remember how many times he had been reborn!

Every time he tried all means to change his fate, but he was like an outcast from heaven, and he did not get the slightest mercy from God.

What awaits him is always only the deepest despair!

Once, twice, three times...... Ten times, a hundred times!

However, what awaits him is failure after failure.

The great pain almost made him lose all faith.

"That's fate!"

"To be a man, you must know how to accept your fate!"

These two simple words seem to constantly appear in his life, at every important turning point.

Every time, his answer is the same, that sentence, I don't believe in fate!

But...... Gradually, it seems that even he has forgotten why he insists on it!

Hang on...... I'm so tired!

In the dark, there seems to be a voice that always says in his ear, give up, accept your fate!

As long as you are willing to accept your fate, you will no longer suffer all kinds of suffering, and you can spend your life in peace like a normal person.

Even he himself has thought about giving up more than once, but there is always a thought that lingers in his mind.

No matter how difficult it is, no matter how painful it is, someone always seems to be saying to him, I don't believe in fate!

However, as long as you don't accept your fate, there will never end to suffering!

It will only keep dragging him deeper into the darkness.

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"Master Cihang, do you think Bai Le still has any hope to survive?"

Looking at Bai Le, who was still sleeping in the sea of stars, from a distance, the scholar asked again.

"The Heart Tribulation is difficult to overcome! For everyone, the most difficult thing to overcome is the Heart Demon!" Shaking his head, Master Cihang said slowly, "What's more, this Heart Demon Tribulation is a Heavenly Punishment at the same time, and the difficulty is a hundred times that of a normal Heart Demon Tribulation! ”

The scholar naturally understood these truths that Master Cihang said, but he couldn't help but want to ask, because it seemed that only by hearing a positive answer from the mouths of others could he believe in himself and believe that Bai Le could persevere.

It's hard to get through!

How much training does it take to make your heart like a mirror and not dusty?

(End of chapter)