Bei Yang shook his head: "I don't believe in fate!"

Duan Lang raised his head in confusion. Bei Yang said just now that his fate is too weak and it is difficult to achieve great things in his life. Why do you say that you don’t believe in fate?

"Fate is just like the law, just to restrain the weak. When you are strong enough, you can resist and change. Of course, the saddest thing is to try your best to resist fate and find that it is the arrangement of fate."

"If fate really exists, then I can definitely change my destiny!" Duan Lang's eyes showed a look of perseverance.

"Haha, you can't even see through your fate, so how can you resist?" Bei Yang asked with a smile.

Duan Lang stood up straight and said with the boy's unique conceit: "Just rely on the long sword in my hand!"

Bei Yang shook his head, handed the Wushuang Yin-Yang Sword to Dayong, and walked outside along the bamboo forest path: "I'm not suitable for you here. You have your own path, go and work hard. I really want to know if you can really change your destiny."

If Bei Yang is willing to help Duanlang, he will naturally be able to change his destiny, but why should he help Duanlang?

Duanlang is ambitious and has great ambitions. He is not a person who has been under the rank of others for a long time. Whether he accepts him as his disciple or as his subordinates, he must beware of his future rebellion. It is better to ignore him now, so as not to work hard.

Looking at the figures of Bei Yang and Dayong leaving, Duan Lang's eyes showed unwillingness: "Xiongba, Bei Yang, you two are waiting. One day, I will let you both know that I will be much better than Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun."

Then, Duan Lang turned around and walked towards the other direction of the bamboo forest.

More than ten days later, Bei Yang took Dayong back to Tianren City.

"Master, there is a man who calls himself a clay Buddha, who has been waiting for you for several days!"

As soon as Bei Yang returned to Tianren Pavilion, Zhongqi, who was temporarily in charge of Tianren Pavilion, hurriedly came out and reported something to him.

"Oh, Clay Buddha?" A hint of surprise appeared in Bei Yang's eyes, "Take him to the hall to see me!"

"Yes, Master!"

Bei Yang waited in the hall for a short while, and Zhong Qi came with an old man and a little girl.

"Clay Buddha, you and I haven't seen each other for fourteen years since we last parted, right? Why do we still have to use disguise when we see me today?" Bei Yang looked at the old man below and said with a smile.

"I haven't seen you for fourteen years. The appearance of Master Bei Pavilion is as changeless as before. It's really enviable. Over the years, I have leaked too many secrets of heaven and suffered from heaven's punishment. My face is full of poisonous sores. I have to use disguise techniques to avoid being hindered from the viewing." The Clay Bodhisattva bowed to Bei Yang and said.

"Clay Buddha, you have never been there since the establishment of my Tianren City for fourteen years. Today, you should have something to do with me, right?"

"Master Bei Mingjian, I am here this time, and I have something to ask for." The Clay Bodhisattva nodded.

"When I learned the art of life criticism from you, I once gave you a promise that I could take action for you and solve the dangers you encountered. Did you want to ask me to take action this time?"

The Clay Buddha bowed and said, "Master Bei, I am here this time because I hope you can help take care of my little granddaughter and raise her to adulthood."

Bei Yang shook his head: "You know I can't do it. I have limited time in this world."

Thinking of the life he had helped Bei Yang to criticize, the Clay Bodhisattva knew that Bei Yang did not lie to him.

"In this case, then Lord Bei, please help me find a family and raise my little granddaughter. I just hope that during Lord Bei's time in this world, I will be able to take care of one or two."

"If this happens, there is no problem." Bei Yang looked up at the Clay Buddha, "But, Clay Buddha, don't you want me to save you?"

The clay Buddha shook his head: "The matter of Xiongba started because of my life approval. Now I will end it and give Xiongba the second half of his life approval. Otherwise, even if I can survive, the punishment of heaven will intensify and it will harm my family!"

At the end, the clay Buddha gently touched the head of his granddaughter, his eyes full of kindness.

"With Xiongba's character, you go to the world and help him to approve your life, he will definitely not let you go!" Bei Yang said in a deep voice.

A smile appeared on the face of the clay Buddha: "It is enough for me to be able to leave the name of the divine clay Buddha in my life."

"When we part today, I'm afraid we won't see each other again in the future. Today I'll treat you as a farewell to you!" As Bei Yang said, someone next to him brought a tray with a pot of wine and two wine glasses.

Bei Yang got up from his seat, walked to the Mud Buddha, poured two glasses of wine, clinked the glass with Mud Buddha, and drank it all in one go.

"The divine clay Bodhisattva of the Jianghu is about to die soon!" Bei Yang said in a deep voice.

The clay Buddha smiled bitterly on his face: "I count the past, play the future, and cut off people's destiny. Unexpectedly, in the end I have to surrender to fate."

In the afternoon of the same day, after entrusting his granddaughter to Beiyang, the Clay Buddha left the Tianren City and began to walk on the rivers and lakes.

A few days later, Qin Shuang and Bu Jingyun, who came out of the World Association, accidentally discovered the Clay Bodhisattva and took him to the World Association.

On the way, he was suddenly attacked by a mysterious man. He cracked the moves of Qin Shuang and Bu Jingyun in one move, forced them back, and left quickly with the clay Buddha, and soon disappeared from the sight of Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang.

World Association.

A man in black brought the clay Buddha into a side hall.

"The leader of the world's association, if you deal with me, a sick person, why should you be so harsh?" Looking at the man in black, the clay Buddha said indifferently.

"Hehe" The man in black smiled and took off the cloak on his head, revealing Xiongba's face, "It's worthy of being the God-like Clay Bodhisattva, it's worthwhile. I've been following your whereabouts for many years. Today you can't escape."

The clay Buddha said: "I had long expected that I would be doomed today."

"The magical image is a magical magic machine. What I have come to you today is better than you know in your heart. As you said in your words, I am now the dragon of the Nine Heavens. I want to know what my destiny will be for the second half of my life?" Xiongba stared at the Clay Buddha.

The Clay Buddha shook his head: "Master Xiong Gang, you have now won the iron bucket and dominate the martial arts world. Now you can be said to be restless. Why bother to worry about those criticisms for the rest of your life? Sometimes, you are happier than knowing!"

"Are you going to reject me?" Xiongba's face suddenly darkened.

The Clay Bodhisattva said: "If the leader of the Xiong Gang really wants to know, I can naturally help you calculate, but the result may not be satisfactory."

"Hmph, just do it!"

The clay Buddha placed the divination plate on the table and asked Xiongba to put his hands on it.

After having experienced previous experiences, Xiongba did not hesitate at all this time and directly put his hands on the divination plate.

The complex structure of the hexagram immediately started to operate and cast golden lights, with many huge characters floating in it.

The roar of the nine sky is shocking the sky, and the wind and clouds will swim in shallow water!

Seeing these two criticisms, Xiongba felt a sank and suddenly felt a bad feeling.

Xiongba asked to the clay Buddha next to him, "Clay Buddha, what do these two words mean?"

The Clay Buddha sighed softly: "Success is the storm, failure is the storm. Don't force it, everything goes with the flow."

Hearing the explanation of the Clay Bodhisattva, Xiongba finally confirmed that these two criticisms were just as he understood: "What do you mean is that my second half of my life will be controlled by the wind and clouds, and my fortune will be reversed, so that the dragon will swim in shallow water? Are these wind and clouds my two disciples Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun?"

"Why do you have to ask me, do you understand in your heart?" The clay Buddha chuckled and shook his head.

Xiongba was silent for a moment. Yes, he knew in his heart that in these ten years, with the help of Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun's fate, the world would be invincible and invincible. Even if some people's martial arts are stronger than Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, they would be defeated by the hands of both of them.

This result greatly increased Xiongba's confidence, and even asked Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun to deal with Bei Yang, who made him feel extremely threatening. Unfortunately, he failed in the end.

Fengyun's fate is so powerful that he helped him conquer most of the foundation of the world. How could Fengyun not be Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun?

Just thinking that Xiongba might be controlled by two disciples in the future, he felt anger and unwillingness in his heart.

"Clay Bodhisattva, can there be a solution?" Xiongba asked calmly.

"Master Xiong Gang, you are destined to be subverted by the wind and clouds, and it is inevitable. This is your destiny..."

"I don't believe it!" Xiongba said in a deep voice: "I don't believe in fate. Man conquers nature. My own destiny is my own control. I want to go against the will of heaven and change my destiny!"

Hearing Xiongba shouting there to change his fate, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Clay Buddha: "The fate of the Xiong Gang Master is settled early, and the power of heaven cannot be violated. You cannot change your destiny..."

When Xiongba, who was already angry, his heart immediately felt murderous intent, turned his body and rushed towards the Mibo in the air.

The mud Buddha Duns closed his eyes and shouted in his heart, "My life is over."

But after waiting for a while, the expected feeling did not come. The Clay Buddha couldn't help but open his eyes and saw a figure standing in front of him.

"Master Bei!" Clay Buddha shouted in surprise.

The man standing in front of the clay Buddha and blocking the attack for him was Bei Yang who was following him all the way.

"Although I promised to help you take care of your granddaughter, compared to the life-criticism technique you got from you, I always feel that this reward is too lighter. In the end, I decided to save you and take care of your granddaughter by yourself!" Bei Yang said in a quiet voice.

"People's Master Bei, I haven't seen him for ten years, and the style of the Pavilion Master is still the same!"

Seeing Bei Yang standing in front of the Mud Buddha, Xiongba's face looked very serious. Although there was a smile on his face, it was a bit stiff.

After more than ten years of hard work, Xiongba's strength has become different from the past and has entered a new level. If he fights with himself who was more than ten years ago, Xiongba can easily kill himself who was more than ten years ago.
Chapter completed!