What is fate?

This question may be difficult to explain clearly in Ye Zhiqiu's current realm.

But standing by the ninth sun, everyone realized.

Whether it is Qinglin or Ye Zhiqiu, they can feel that there are many things contained in this ninth sun, whether it is inside or outside the realm, whether it is life or death, the lives of all living beings, there are records in this ninth sun, it is like a general outline, and all those who are born in this cave have records......

This is fate.

It records everything about sentient beings, and this thing can be called fate.

Under that sunlight, Ye Zhiqiu's divine consciousness was pervasive, constantly penetrating, and completely entering the depths of this ninth sun, the interior of this ninth yang, a chaos, in Ye Zhiqiu's divine consciousness sweeping, he saw a lot.

He saw the lives of countless mortals, the lives of countless monks, and many faces that he had never seen before, those people, dressed in ancient clothes, who had been dead for a long, long time.

This ninth yang contains the lives of all sentient beings for countless thousands of years, from the beginning of the opening of the heavens and the earth to the present day.

It is like reincarnation, like a law, changing everything, reducing some kinds of unfairness and chance to the word fate.

This ninth sun contains the so-called destiny.

"I saw my past destiny. ”

Qinglin's divine consciousness continued to spread, and he saw his own destiny.

In the midst of that chaos, his aura of fate was very dazzling.

Especially now, even more.

Looking at his own destiny breath, Qing Lin was silent, until a long time, he seemed to have a determination, and his divine consciousness dispersed forward, directly enveloping the destiny breath that belonged to him, and after devouring it, he merged into his divine consciousness.

The moment this aura of fate was fused by him, Qing Lin's divine consciousness immediately changed violently, and his closed body outside the ninth sun trembled even more violently.

In this trembling, it was as if his body had become whole, as if from now on, he could control his own destiny.

In this heaven and earth, there is no force that can change his fate.

It seems that at this moment, he is the real consummation, taking back his own destiny from heaven and earth, and transcending it.

Throughout the ages, in addition to immortality, almost all of mortals' pursuits have been extravagant hopes to control their own destiny, but those who can do it are almost never.

Fate is impermanent, and the power of mortals is limited, so they can only struggle under fate, and let out that unwilling roar, like an ant in the hands of a person, let it be pinched, and cannot escape from the palm of its hand.

Until he finally dies, he still dies in the palm of his hand, and the corpse will be waved by the palm of his hand to the place where it needs to rest, and rest in eternal peace, but this kind of rest is also in the control of fate.

In the mortal world, there have been rumors since ancient times that the king of Hades let you die three watches, and no one can stay until dawn. In the minds of mortals, because of the fear of death, there is a saying of Hell Huangquan, and there is also the words of Hades.

But all this shows that people's fear and struggle for fate, but the answer they get in the end cannot be detached.

Even if you think you have done it, you are actually deceiving yourself.

At this moment, Qinglin felt that he had taken back his own destiny and became the one who controlled his own destiny.

But Ye Zhiqiu knew that Qinglin was not completely in control of his own destiny, because he was not strong enough.

In this world, there are more people who can control Qinglin's fate than him, and there are more people who are stronger than Qinglin.

It's just that he took back what he was missing, and he was like the monk on the Vermilion Bird Star who could only draw out his life soul when he reached the top, so that he would not be bound to death by the sixth-level star.

At that time, the monk who won the title thought that he was beyond fate, but in fact he was still in fate.

How to achieve true detachment and detachment from the long river of destiny is a question in practice.

Like the truth and the false.

What you thought was true gradually became false, and what you thought was false was actually a path toward truth.

For example, in mathematics, what was thought to be true in elementary school became false in junior high school, and what was thought to be true in junior high school became false in high school.

In this process from truth to falsehood, from false to true, a person is constantly growing.

X^3+X^^3+7^2。

Ask X.

There is only one answer to this in elementary school, and it can be seen at a glance, and in high school and even college, X is three values.

A cubic equation must have three solutions.

Ye Zhiqiu remembered that there was such a statement.

Qinglin is still watching the fate of others.

His divine consciousness continued to search for the friends, relatives, and lovers he knew one by one, and he wanted to take back all their fate.

Even if many of these people have died, Qinglin will never allow it, even if they die, they will not be able to escape the rules of fate.

In this constant search, he found his father and found his mother, and what made his soul cry was the life of his parents, even if he died, but the two breaths were still dependent on each other, and in those many lives, they were staggered from generation to generation.

The love between parents is ordinary and warm, and it is a kind of persistence that relies on each other even if they die.

The divine sense gently wrapped the breath of fate that ended after the death of his parents, and Qinglin searched for it again, and he found his concubine, his subordinates, and his daughter.

Many people of his time.

His fellow Daoists.

His feelings are very complicated.

After many years, I saw their past again, watching the scenes that happened to them, some sadness, and some anger.

He saw Concubine Fu, saw Concubine Hua, and saw the scene of Concubine Fu harming Concubine Hua, and until now he sees this scene, he is still very angry.

He looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see Ye Zhiqiu.

And rightfully so.

"Many people, many memories, and the truth. ”

When Qinglin was pulling his relatives and friends out of fate, Ye Zhiqiu's eyes looked at the memory of a disciple of the Colorful Immortal Venerable.

It was a strange continent.

This continent is extremely extensive, even if the Colorful Immortals have never walked to the end of this continent in their lives, in fact, the farthest it comes out of is equivalent to several realms outside the realm combined, but compared with this vast continent, it is less than one of ten thousand.

On this continent, the most dazzling thing is the nine suns hanging high in the sky, those nine suns are high above, emitting endless light, enveloping this endless land.

Legend has it that the nine suns of the Xiangang Continent are the nine heavenly palaces, representing the nine supreme Great Heavenly Venerables on this continent, even the Colorful Immortal Venerables have not reached this level.

According to rumors, nine is the limit, if one day, the tenth sun appears in the Xiangang Continent, then Xiangang will have an immeasurable calamity.

The disciple of the Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable was born on this continent, and as he grew up, he entered a sect, and the name of this sect was called the Seven Dao Sect.

The sect master of the Seven Dao Sect is a pair of Taoist couples, one of whom is the Seven Colored Immortal Venerable.

His cultivation is unpredictable, he opened a sect and recruited disciples. In the countless thousands of years since the founding of the sect, the Seven Dao Sects have experienced countless crises, but in the end, they were all resolved by the two of them, and they slowly gained a high prestige in this area.

With the passage of time, the master of this memory, the old man, finally became the Hundred Scholars of the Colorful Immortal Venerable, and became a powerhouse in the Seven Dao Sect.

Until one day, there were bursts of dazzling light outside the Seven Dao Sect, and with the appearance of the light, a coercion that even he had to tremble filled the earth and enveloped all directions.

Under this coercion, the sun, which would not appear in the night, appeared in the old man's mind.

In the midst of that endless fear, he heard a roar and a low roar that made his seven orifices bleed, and his heart was shaken, and he passed out directly.

In the moment before he fell unconscious, he felt the Sect Master's Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable, and the two of his Dao companions rushed out of the Seven Dao Sect, heading straight to the place where the light flickered and the two suns appeared in the distance.

It wasn't until a few days later that the old man woke up, and when he woke up, he bitterly found that his cultivation had actually fallen a few chips, and a few months later, the Seven Dao Sect Master came back alone, although his expression was gloomy, his eyes were extremely bright.

After this Colorful Immortal Venerable came back, he never mentioned why his Taoist companion did not come back, but took his disciples, as well as several immortal concubines, Baiwei and the four great generals, entered its cave mansion, completely sealed the cave mansion, and left countless seals, and even did not hesitate to take out a few magic weapons that the owner of this memory had never seen to seal this cave mansion.

In another memory fragment, Ye Zhiqiu saw the Colorful Immortal Venerable, that is, the Ancient Immortal Emperor known as the Immortal Emperor inside and outside the realm, taking everyone in the cave mansion, sealing the exit and entrance, and then leaving immediately, I don't know what was busy in this cave mansion.

Although those immortal concubines and Baiwei, as well as the four major generals, were puzzled, due to the power of the Immortal Venerable, no one dared to ask, but each looked for a place to retreat, silently waiting for the call of the Immortal Venerable.

Until one day, a gloomy voice came from outside the cave, which woke up the memory owner's breath.

"Colorful Dao Venerable, you can even throw away your own Dao companions, you must have obtained a great treasure of creation, you leave the line index and I will come here alone, Ben Gu wants to see, what kind of conspiracy and tricks are you going to play!"

This voice was extremely unfamiliar to the old man, but it contained an extremely powerful coercion, which made the memory owner's heart skip a beat, and he opened his eyes with a solemn expression, but the next word he heard almost shocked him!

"Dao Gu Ye is lonely, the deity invites you to come here, you say it's a conspiracy, whether it's a trick or not, you can see it at a glance!"

Dao Gu Ye is lonely, and the disciples of the Colorful Immortal Venerable are like thunder.

This is the great honor of the ancient country, and it has a great reputation.

The next thing is the fault line of memory.

Inside the last memory fragment, a chaotic battle began, and Baiwei and the four generals, as well as several fairy concubines, were besieging the three of them.

The three people were blurred, the golden light was dazzling, and they couldn't see clearly.

The battle seemed to go on for a long time, until one of the three of them, laughing in the rich golden light, swept through the people of the Seven Dao Sects in front of him in one step, and went straight to a stone gate.

"This king is here in person, and you little Colorful Venerable hasn't come out to kneel yet!"

The golden man's laughter echoed.

At the moment when it approached the stone gate, a terrifying roar came from inside the stone gate.

The Man of the Golden Light seems to have been hit hard.

Memories are completely over.

"Colorful Immortal Venerable, Dao Gu Ye Lonely, and this king, who are they?"

Qinglin's attention also looked at the memory, but the surprise in his heart became more and more.

What kind of world is Xiangang Continent?

"In the Immortal Gang Continent, the Immortal Gu coexist, but it is not easy to penetrate the void of the Cave Mansion Realm and enter the Immortal Gang Continent, all the laws of the Cave Realm will be rejected by the laws of the Immortal Gang Continent. ”

Ye Zhiqiu said lightly.

"Wouldn't that be self-defeating?"

Qinglin's heart was cold.

"The cave realm also has the benefits of the cave realm, such as many laws, first comprehend it, and then enter the Xiangang continent in the future. ”

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes could already see the Xiangang Continent.

Isn't the Yang of the Nine Great Heavenly Venerables not very good?

The Tenth Great Heavenly Sun should rise.

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