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Chapter 9 Mud Bodhisattva

Chu Yang's heart thumped again, and he secretly praised in his heart: He is worthy of being a clay Bodhisattva, the art of fate, extraordinary and extraordinary.

"Not in the world?" Chu Yang pressed his thoughts and said in confusion, "Aren't I in the world?"

"This is the strange place!" said the Mud Bodhisattva, "Since his debut, I have never seen such a strange aspect, nor have I ever been able to get it right. But you have a hazy fortune, covered with a layer of fog, unable to see clearly or guess thoroughly, and it seems that you are outside the world and cannot peek. If you forcefully calculate, you may...!"

Speaking of this, he was itchy and very afraid.

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, "Senior, does the so-called destiny really exist?"

"Of course!"

The Clay Buddha is very sure that this is also the foundation of his life.

"Can fate change?"

Chu Yang asked again.

The Clay Bodhisattva was silent and said for a long time: "The destiny that can be changed is not the destiny."

"Since the destiny cannot be changed, that is to say, once a person is born, his future growth trajectory is already destined?"

Chu Yang continued to ask.

The clay Buddha nodded, "This is destiny!"

"In other words, even if you know the destiny, even if you know the future destiny, it cannot be changed?" Chu Yang asked.

"Of course!" The clay Buddha nodded again.

"Since destiny is already destined, why do people in the world still have to struggle? Why are they better stay at home all day and wait for death?" Chu Yang curled his lips.

"This is the mysterious place of destiny. It is not changed because you know it, nor is it avoided because of avoidance. Destiny is destiny. It controls all paths, and everything in the world is in destiny!"

The clay Buddha's voice is loud.

"Do you know my destiny?"

Chu Yang showed a sarcastic look.

The clay Buddha frowned.

"Do you know when will you die?"

Without waiting for the answer from the Clay Bodhisattva, Chu Yang stood up and continued, "If the destiny is destined, then what will happen to the whole world? The destiny is deep, the dusk is day by day, and there is no more motivation, and a pool of stagnant water. If there is really a destiny, who will master the destiny? Who plans it? The way of heaven? The way of heaven is ruthless and selfless. If the way of heaven is sentimental and conscious, is it still the way of heaven?"

"The so-called destiny is just a branch of the long river of destiny!" As he said, Chu Yang walked away, "How could Jinlin be an object in the pond? It turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds. Do you know? Because of your words, Xiongba's ambitions have been created and the world has turmoil. Can you know? In the future, you will die in your criticism!"

Chu Yang, who was leaving, showed a strange smile: Clay Bodhisattva, Clay Bodhisattva, you big charlatan, after hearing my last words, I wonder what you would do?

The clay Buddha has long been stunned.

He knew the way of heaven more deeply than Chu Yang, but he believed in the destiny of heaven. Now that he heard an alternative statement, he couldn't help but feel shocked, but the last sentence shocked him.

"How do you know?"

The clay Buddha suddenly stood up, but there was no Chu Yang's figure.

He could no longer help and began to fully deduce Chu Yang's numerology, but his face turned red, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His face instantly pale, showing a look of horror: "How is it possible? Why is it still blank and nothing can be calculated?"

The clay Buddha suddenly raised his head and looked into the sky, "It seems that destiny has fluctuated!"

Chu Yang ignored what would happen to the Clay Buddha. That great charlatan knew that the chance to leak was backfired, but he still acted in a high-profile manner, but did not know how to restrain himself. It was a complete way to kill him.

In short, the Clay Bodhisattva cares too much about fame and fortune.

Unfortunately, I realized it later, but it was too late.

Chu Yang paused and his thoughts surged: "With my current strength, I should be no less than Xiongzhu. Should I meet him? Let's take a look at the situation of Fengyun and the others?"
Chapter completed!
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