Chapter 246 How can fate be changed?
Xi Nian once warned Lu Yan not to do anything that would change the fate of the characters in the book, which naturally included Ying Wujiu.
Lu Yan held the hot cookie in his hand and looked at Ying Wujiu with a complicated expression that was hard to understand: "Do you like saving people?"
Fu Guang frowned: "Why do you ask?"
Lu Yan: "If I say that one day in the future, you will bring disaster upon yourself because of saving others, or even pay an unimaginable price, do you believe it?"
Fu Guang laughed when he heard this. Perhaps he thought Lu Yan was just scaremongering him, or perhaps he simply didn't think he would end up like that, so he asked back:
"Since I am willing to save that person, it means that I have already put my life and death aside. If that is the case, what price can I not bear?"
No, there should be no blame, it's not just death.
Lu Yan thought that death was the most pleasant thing in the world, and the most painful thing was to live a life worse than death. Those people destroyed your pride, destroyed your cultivation, and threw you into the sword furnace to torture you for seven hundred years. Every one of these things was more heartbreaking than death.
But just like a child does not understand the sorrows of life, a proud son of heaven does not know the wickedness of human hearts, at this moment, Ying Wujiu only has the bright sun above his head in his eyes. How could he think about how the sun fell?
The next morning, everyone continued on their way. The mountain road soon came to an end, and a prosperous town came into view. Lu Yan could no longer follow Ying Wujiu and the others openly, so he chose another road and always kept a distance from them.
The disciples of the immortal sect went down the mountain to travel, one was to kill demons and the other was to bring fame to the sect. Ying Wujiu and others were the best among the new generation of disciples of the Wuwang sect. They killed many demons along the way and gradually gained quite a reputation, and he and Tan Yue were the best among them.
They walked like this for a while, and it happened to be raining continuously, making it inconvenient to hurry. Lu Yan chose an inn to stay in, and conjured up a few spirit stones to ask the waiter to help him run errands to buy some clean clothes. After changing into them, he sat downstairs by the window and ordered a table of food and wine.
Most cultivators do not need to eat grains, but they cannot resist the desire for food, so teahouses and wine shops are still prosperous and bustling.
Lu Yan listened to the sound of drizzle outside the window and poured himself a glass of wine slowly. However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried horse hooves outside. About twenty cavalrymen in armor dismounted from their horses at the door of the inn, and went into the store to take shelter from the rain while shaking the rain off their bodies and cursing.
Leading the group was a young general wearing golden light armor. He had a stern look on his face and an extraordinary aura. He and his subordinates found an empty table in the lobby and sat down. They ordered a lot of food and drinks. He did not do anything to disturb others, but he looked like he was worried about something.
Lu Yan felt that the man looked familiar, like an old friend, and couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.
Just as the waiter was serving the dishes, Lu Yan asked casually, "Brother Xiaoer, is that military officer the general here?"
The waiter smiled and said, "You are a foreigner, so you don't know that the general in golden armor is called Zhanliu. He is good at fighting and has made great achievements with his golden spear. He is a first-class warrior in our Shuiyin Kingdom. Even the king personally ordered him to be his consort. He is really amazing!"
He raised his thumb to prove that what he said was true, and then lowered his voice and said, "However, this general doesn't really want to be a consort, and he doesn't get along well with the princess."
The Land of Water Songs...
Lu Yan finally understood where he was. He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, then looked at the general sitting at the next table. His eyebrows and eyes were 90% similar to those of the corpse puppet, but more vivid and lifelike.
The rain outside was getting heavier, and more people came in one after another. Seeing this, the soldiers stood up and shook out a wanted poster, comparing each table one by one. Their heavy voices drowned out the whispers in the guest room:
"There is a demon running rampant in Shuiyin City. It is good at wearing human skin and has a stunning appearance. It doesn't care whether it is male or female. Dozens of corpses that have been drained of their vitality have been found in the city. I heard that this demon is most afraid of rain. Anyone who sees anyone suspicious should report it immediately. The government will reward you handsomely!"
As the soldier spoke, he compared the portraits around the hall. Whenever he saw a man or woman with an outstanding appearance, he would examine them for a long time with a sharp gaze. He saw that the portrait was of a stunningly beautiful woman, and he was not sure if it was the appearance of a demon in disguise.
The soldier finally stopped in front of Lu Yan. It was because of his outstanding appearance that he ordered in a deep voice: "You, stand up!"
Lu Yan sat still in his seat, "Master Jun suspects that I am a demon?"
Nowadays, the world emphasizes that the people should not fight against the officials. The soldier rarely has such courage. He sneered and said, "I doubt you, so what? You are prettier than women. Maybe you are that evildoer in disguise. Come, take him out to the rain and let him get wet!"
Evil spirits like to wear human skins, but when it rains, they can no longer hide their tracks.
Two soldiers came out immediately and prepared to arrest Lu Yan. However, before they could touch Lu Yan's shoulders, they were suddenly lifted up by an invisible force and flew out through the door like a sack, hitting the ground in the rain with two heavy bangs.
Everyone in the inn was shocked when they saw this. The soldier holding the portrait turned pale and immediately stepped back, pointing at Lu Yanzhen and exclaimed: "You, you, you! You are actually a monster!!"
Lu Yan found it somewhat amusing: "Are people who know a little bit of magic called monsters these days? Since you know that monsters can transform into stunning beauties, how do you know that they won't deliberately disguise themselves to avoid being hunted down?"
As he spoke, he looked at a white-haired old woman sitting in the corner of the inn. A blue light flashed at his fingertips and she whizzed past. The old woman, who was originally staggering, changed her expression when she saw this and actually leaped into the air to launch an attack on Lu Yan. A black hole as big as a walnut appeared on the wall behind her.
“Wow!”
There were loud noises all around. No one would have thought that the old woman, who looked bulky, actually had such good kung fu. In a flash, a golden spear suddenly came with the sound of breaking wind. Zhan Liu, who was originally sitting at the table, started fighting with the white-haired old woman without any warning. His stabbing, picking, poking and hooking were all deadly. The small inn instantly turned into a battlefield!
The golden spear had been wielded to perfection in Zhan Liu's hands. The white-haired old woman gradually became invincible, revealing her demonic form with half of her face covered with a terrifying skull. She suddenly spat out a poisonous mist at Zhan Liu, and fled when everyone was dodging. The human skin on her body was gradually washed away in the heavy rain, revealing a dark mass.
Lu Yan's eyes dimmed, and a blue light popped out from his fingertips, which just happened to be intertwined into a dense monster-catching net, covering the escaped old woman squarely in it. There was a sharp and piercing scream, and the monster-catching net gradually shrank, revealing a curled-up fox corpse inside, which had long since decayed into a pile of bones.
"It took thousands of years for bones to become a spirit. The cultivation was not easy. It's a pity that it killed people and sought its own death."
Lu Yan spoke in a low voice and shook his head to retract the demon-catching net. The onlookers then realized that the man in front of them was not a demon at all, but an immortal who had attained enlightenment.
Zhan Liu took back the golden spear, looked at Lu Yan in surprise, and then signaled his subordinates to clean up the corpse of the evildoer. He walked up to him and thanked him: "Thank you for your help, Immortal. I wonder where you are practicing? Please forgive me for my rudeness just now."
Lu Yan had always been a cold and dead person since he met the corpse puppet. It was rare for him to hear such a long string of humane words. He smiled and brushed away the messy teacups on the table, and made a gesture of invitation: "General, please sit down. I am just a fortune-teller who happened to learn magic for a few years. I am not worthy of the title of 'immortal'. My surname is Lu, and my given name is Yan."
His attitude was kind, and even vaguely familiar, as if they had known each other for a long time. Zhan Liu suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and sat down at the table. The heavy golden spear was placed beside him, and dense runes were engraved on it: "Brother Lu has great skills. Wouldn't it be a pity if he was just a fortune teller? The world is in chaos now, and demons are everywhere. If you can show your skills to Your Majesty, you may be crowned king or marquis in the future."
"I have traveled extensively and have no intention of becoming an official."
"pity."
Zhan Liu really felt sorry for it. He always admired capable people, and somehow, he always felt an indescribable sense of intimacy when looking at Lu Yan.
"I heard that the general will soon become your majesty's son-in-law. I don't know when they will get married. I would like to have a happy occasion with him."
Zhan Liu's face slightly stiffened when he heard this, but he did not look happy at all: "What is honey to others is poison to me. Although the princess is willing to sacrifice her country for you, she is not the one I love."
Lu Yan tilted his head slightly and asked with a smile, "Because you already have a lover?"
Zhan Liu showed surprise: "Can you really tell the future?"
Lu Yan: "Does the general really like that woman?"
Zhan Liu showed a hint of embarrassment for the first time: "She and I have known each other since childhood. We grew up together in the same village. She is hardworking and simple, but her parents died in the war. I promised them that I would take good care of her."
Lu Yan: "That woman is indeed very good, but it's a pity that love matters depend on whether you like her or not. Who knows, maybe you will fall in love with the princess in the future."
He could see clearly that Zhan Liu did not show any fluttering emotions when he mentioned that woman. Perhaps it was just his sense of responsibility. And in his previous life, after he recovered his memory, the emotions that flowed from his eyes when he looked at Shui Mei were silent yet shocking.
"Like the princess?"
Zhan Liu couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He found it more ridiculous and unbelievable. He shook his head and said, "I don't like women who are arrogant and domineering."
"General, you don't believe it?"
“No.”
"Things in the world are unpredictable, who can predict for sure?"
The rain outside just stopped, indicating that their brief conversation was about to end. Lu Yan took a sip of tea and suddenly felt a bit bitter. He didn't know if it was because the zombies and Ying Wujiu didn't believe in fate, and he could only watch them walk towards the predetermined ending. In the end, he couldn't help but remind them:
"A severe drought is coming. Water is as precious as gold in the surrounding countries. Shuiyin City needs to prepare early."
Zhan Liu looked at Lu Yan in confusion, as if he didn't understand why he said that, but his eyes were very kind: "Thank you for reminding me, I have something important to do and need to return to the palace to report. I'm afraid I can't stay any longer. If Brother Lu is free, please go to the General's Mansion on Xuanwu Street to find me. I will definitely welcome you with open arms."
He came and went in a hurry. When he saw the rain stop, he and his men immediately rode away with the fox corpse. The sound of horse hooves gradually faded away, leaving only a vague black shadow and Lu Yan's lingering sigh:
"Zhan Liu, I'm afraid that the next time we meet, you and I will be separated by life and death..."
He suddenly realized that fate could not be changed, just like the rising and setting of the sun and the moon, they always had fixed orbits. Whether it was Ying Wujiu or Zhan Liu, they did not believe in what would happen in the future, and it was useless to remind them.
"You should believe it now. Destiny cannot be changed."
Xi Nian suddenly appeared across the table. He was wearing the simplest clothes and holding a sword in his hand, just like the monks that can be seen everywhere in the famous mountains and rivers. He looked at Lu Yanshi with a calm and indifferent look, which inexplicably reminded people of the ruthless and desireless stone:
"You said you wanted to see Ying Wujiu's past, but you just didn't give up. Even if I let you go back to the present, you still can't change their ending. Some things are destined."
Lu Yan ignored him and drank a glass of wine: "Where have you been these days?"
Xi Nian brought him back seven hundred years later and suddenly disappeared, saying only that he had something to do. Lu Yan clearly saw that the scabbard in his hand was stained with blood and had a dark rusty color.
Xi Nian was silent for a moment and said, "Go meet someone."
"Lu Yan, do you know that when I first came to this world, I accidentally fell into the mountains and forests. It was an old woodcutter who saved me. He was originally a great cultivator, but later his enemies cut off one of his arms and his cultivation became useless. He could only spend the rest of his life in the mountains."
"He treated me like a family member, but while trying to collect herbs for my injuries, he slipped and fell off a mountain ditch and was killed by a wild beast."
Xi Nian also felt compassion, so he would not readily agree when Lu Yan proposed to go back seven hundred years later: "I found him in advance and secretly stopped his enemies from cutting off his arm, thinking that this would change his fate, but I didn't expect that he still lost an arm."
"Lu Yan, do you know how he lost his arm?"
Lu Yan looked at Xi Nian and waited quietly for the next words.
"He was bitten on the arm by a poisonous snake. In order to prevent the poison from entering his heart, he had to cut off his arm. He also became stupid. That poisonous snake is extremely rare. There are only a few in the world. He happened to encounter it. Do you think this is fate?"
After all, he still wanted to tell Lu Yan not to do those useless things. The world of cultivation believes in cause and effect. If you help him avoid this disaster, there will definitely be another disaster waiting for him, and the ending may even be more miserable.
Lu Yan recalled the scene of Ying Wujiu dying in his arms, covered in blood. He gritted his teeth silently, and veins popped up on his hand that was holding the teacup: "Are you going to let me watch him die?!"
"You didn't have to watch it. It was you who insisted on coming here."
Xi Nian stood up and motioned Lu Yan to leave the inn with him. He was seen standing on the street where the rain had not yet dried. He turned his right hand and poured out a tremendous force of time. In an instant, the surrounding scenery was pulled and twisted, turning into a rugged mountain with rugged rocks and overgrown weeds. They were right on the top of the mountain.
"Ying Wujiu and his companions went down the mountain to travel, but they accidentally encountered a yellow sand illusion on the way. In order to cover the escape of his fellow disciples, he held the eye of the array alone. Later, he suddenly realized the way of swordsmanship at the critical moment of life and death, and formed a pill at the age of 20. At the age of 30, he ascended to the state of transformation and became a world-famous genius in the way of swordsmanship."
As Xi Nian spoke in a low voice, Lu Yan saw a group of wolves and monkeys retreating from the yellow sand. Tan Yue was seriously injured in the battle and was hanging on to his last breath. Yin Chan carried his heavy body and crawled out of the battle group step by step with difficulty. The strong wind scraped their bones, and soon they turned into bloody people.
Yinchan was blinded by the sand and could only untie her clothes and tie herself and Tanyue tightly together. She was worried that Tanyue might have fainted and fallen asleep, so she kept talking to him in a low voice:
"Brother Tanyue, please hold on a little longer. We can get out soon."
"Don't fall asleep. If you fall asleep, you won't wake up."
"Brother Tanyue..."
"Tanyue..."
"I was very good at climbing mountains when I was a kid. I can definitely take you out..."
Her voice was hoarse and broken, and in the end it was so dry that she couldn't make any sound. She didn't even know what she said. The man with a serious wound on his back looked at her in confusion, but because of the obstruction of his vision, he could only see the woman's frosty long hair. The belt around her waist entwined the two of them so tightly that they seemed to hear each other's heartbeat.
After an unknown amount of time, Yin Chan finally walked out of the formation. She untied her belt and carefully laid Tan Yue flat on the ground. Suddenly, she found that Fu Guang was still in the formation, so she forced herself to go back.
At that time, Fu Guang blocked the eye of the formation with his body. The dense yellow sand scraped his skin roughly, as sharp as a knife cut, and his body was already covered with scales. He saw that his junior brothers and sisters finally escaped, and the strength in his hands was lost. The sword broke with a clang, and the whole person flew several meters away.
The yellow sand around him slowly swallowed his body like flowing water, like a greedy giant beast.
"Sixth Brother! Where are you, Sixth Brother!"
Yin Chan searched everywhere and finally saw Fu Guang who was half buried. She quickly climbed down and pulled him out. However, they were both exhausted. Not only could they not climb out, but they were stuck in the yellow sand pit and could only watch their bodies being submerged.
Seeing this, Lu Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore and flashed into the yellow sand array. He first threw the unconscious Yin Chan out of the sand pit, and then rescued Ying Wujiu from the yellow sand flow. Unexpectedly, the illusion array became more and more ferocious at this time, and the land under their feet gradually turned into a huge whirlpool, sinking rapidly.
Fu Guang was not completely unconscious. He opened his eyes with great difficulty. He did not expect that the person who saved him would be the one he had met at the foot of the mountain that day. His voice was hoarse and broken: "You... leave quickly... this illusion will be closed soon... if you don't leave now, it will be too late..."
Lu Yan did not answer, but picked him up from the ground. Blue light surged around him, forming a transparent barrier that blocked the flying yellow sand outside. He walked out steadily step by step, with a low voice:
"I've said it before, if you're only interested in saving people, you might end up killing yourself in the future."
Fu Guang was too weak, and his brain had long lost the ability to think. He just instinctively grabbed a corner of Lu Yan's sleeve and muttered to himself: "Since you think saving people is useless... why did you come to the illusion to save me..."
Lu Yan paused: "You are different."
Unfortunately, the person in his arms had already fainted and did not hear these words. Lu Yan placed him in a safe place and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, the corner of his clothes was pulled when he was about to leave. He then discovered that Ying Wujiu had been holding him tightly even when he was unconscious.
With a light stroke of his fingertips in the air, the corner of the clothes broke off, and Fu Guang's hand fell quietly, leaving only a piece of white material in his palm.
Xi Nian walked down from the mountain peak at some point. He looked at the Wuwang Sect disciples lying on the ground, seriously injured and unconscious. He slowly exhaled and felt a rare sense of emotion:
"If people didn't have selfish thoughts in their hearts, maybe they wouldn't go that far in the future."
He waved his sleeves and the scene changed again.
After this life-and-death battle, Ying Wujiu's reputation soared after returning to the sect, but he was neither arrogant nor impatient. He secluded himself for ten years before coming out. In one night, he gained enlightenment and ascended to the state of transformation. His name as a genius spread throughout the three realms.
However, the donor was stuck in a bottleneck and was unable to make a breakthrough.
Cangci Sword Immortal - the current leader of Wuwang Sect has always been on good terms with Tianyu Sect and intends to arrange marriage between his disciples. It goes without saying that the girl is Yinchan, but he is troubled by the choice of the boy.
Yinchan seems to be interested in Tanyue, but Tanyue is always cold and aloof to Yinchan. On the contrary, Fuguang is always close to her.
"I think Fu Guang is a good kid, and Yin Chan likes playing with him, too."
The leader of Tianyu Sect could see that Yinchan liked Donyue, but loving someone is always painful, and it is better to be loved by someone. In her heart, she still preferred to support Donyue.
Little did he know that these words were heard by a donor passing by the door, causing him to fall into depravity and develop a demon in his heart.
That year, the ground cracked, and the abyss appeared under the Cangyuan Sea. Countless ancient monsters emerged from the cracks in the ground and slaughtered the human world. In order to suppress the monsters, hundreds of immortal sects rushed to the mountain, killing until the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim. To protect the peace of the human world, the sword fairy Li Guran died with the monster king, and the leader of the Tianyu Sect also died as a martyr.
In order to stop the endless stream of demons, Fu Guang dived into the Abyss Sea alone with a sword, holding the magical object Xirang to fill the cracks in the ground. As a result, he was besieged by hundreds of monsters, his tendons and veins were severed, and all his cultivation was wasted.
Later, the chaos of demons was finally quelled, and the fairy world paid a tragic price in exchange for hundreds of years of stability in the human world. However, Fu Guang could no longer recover from his injuries, and his realm dropped again and again. He even had difficulty picking up a sword, and he disappeared from sight, never to be seen again.
Later, Tanyue inherited the position of leader of Wuwang Sect, and Yinchan inherited the position of leader of Tianyu Sect. Because they had made great contributions in eliminating demons, they were able to become leaders of the top three sects. Moreover, the two of them were a perfect match, and they had already been destined to be together, and were just waiting to get married.
Now that things have come to this, everything seems to have come to an end, whether good or bad.
However, Fu Guang did not know what kind of martial arts he practiced, but he picked up the sword again. He was extremely talented and had perseverance. Over time, he recovered his skills to a large extent, attracting the attention of the world.
Just as it seemed that this sword genius might be rising again and the Wuwang Sect had another helper, a bloody incident suddenly broke out on the wedding day of Tan Yue and Yin Chan. It turned out that Fu Guang had gone astray while practicing magic and accidentally killed dozens of disciples in the back mountain. When all the guests rushed to the scene, they saw him standing among a pile of corpses with a long sword in his hand, his eyes bloodshot and his body covered in blood.
It was a thunderstorm that day, with lightning breaking through the dark clouds.
Even after many years, the guests who witnessed the bloody incident can still clearly recall the horrifying scene of that night. Dozens of Wuwang Sect's inner disciples were disemboweled and their body parts were scattered on the ground. Their deaths were so tragic.
No one knows how the donor handled this matter. The Wuwang Sect closed its doors to visitors. Finally, there was news that Fu Guang broke out of the sect. It was said that he traveled alone and finally went to the Cangyuan Sea to monopolize an area. From then on, the former number one genius in the world of cultivation became the leader of the evil sect who was hated by everyone. However, as time passed, very few people knew about the past.
Lu Yan's eyes were dark, and his voice was low and firm: "It was Tan Yue who was making trouble in secret!"
Even though Ying Wujiu had been through so many things and his temperament had become erratic, he would never massacre dozens of inner disciples for such a ridiculous reason as being possessed.
Xi Nian nodded silently: "Fu Guang did not practice magic, but he was too talented and realized another way of practice. However, he did not expect to offend the donors and directly framed him for the murder. He has no way to defend himself."
He waved his sleeves, and the scene changed again. It was the eve of the gathering of the immortal sects to attack the Demon Realm. A beautiful woman with hair as white as snow and a Taoist bun was seen hurrying along the mountain road. She finally found Fu Guang who was cultivating behind the Cangyuan Sea. The first words she spoke were full of anxiety, her eyes were red, and tears fell down:
"Sixth Brother! Run away! The donor has secretly summoned hundreds of immortal sects to come and slaughter the Demon Realm. They will arrive soon. Run away!"
It was Yinchan.
Ever since the bloody incident on the day of her wedding with Tan Yue, their marriage has been put on hold. However, Tan Yue slaughtered his fellow disciples with his own hands, and his inner demons were hard to get rid of. He accidentally muttered the truth in his sleep, which was overheard by Yin Chan. She was angry and sad, but at this time she suddenly learned that Tan Yue was planning to attack the Demon Realm, and hurried to report the news away from the eyes and ears of others.
Little did they know that Tan Yue had already followed quietly behind them.
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