The first cause of all realms

Chapter 240 Who Controls Human Fate? (Second more)

Supernatural powers and Dao fruit are complementary to each other.

Those who communicate with the secluded can see the hidden fate of all living beings, and change it. This action will suffer the backlash of fate. At this time, the three great fruits will be used.

The purple gold gourd is swallowed and melted, and if it cannot bear the feedback of the fate it absorbs, it will be passed on from the Zhenxie Seal, and the living dead under the Zhenxie Seal will bear the disaster on its behalf.

If it is still unbearable, the Longyuan Sword will burst out, cutting off the process of life absorption and recoil.

Therefore, even if he knew that absorbing too high a fate would lead to backlash, Yang Jue did it anyway, not recklessly, but with backhands.

The reason why I personally bear it is because I want to feel the impact of real fate.

Seeing Zijin Tunsha Treasure Gourd calm down at this moment, he felt relieved, and then he looked at the many fates absorbed by it.

Yes, many fates.

Without going through the three major ceremonies, his guidance to these three treasures is extremely limited. The Suppressing Evil Seal can only refine a living dead, and the manipulation distance and fineness are limited.

Qixing Longyuan Ghost Slaying Sword is like a master, ignore him at all, treasure gourd is better, but the number of life it absorbs is also completely random, and it cannot give life number entries to people other than the living dead controlled by the Zhenxie Seal.

But this time, it seemed that it was because the golden fate was too scarce, or it was just a coincidence.

The treasure gourd is like a glutton, it absorbs more than just one fate.

He glanced at it, and there were as many as four.

[Absorb fate entry: Noble support (light blue), Bravely crowned the three armies (light red), Angry for the crown (dark red), Extremely respected minister (light gold)]

"Excellent, my gourd."

Looking at the words floating on the cauldron wall, Yang Jue felt a little excited.

One by one, the fates listed above were activated.

[Support from nobles: Those who want to achieve great things have always been three points of hard work, seven points of luck, and one point of noble support.Your character is noble, it is very likely to attract noble people to support]

[Brave and crowned the three armies: born with courage, you will be strong when you meet the strong, but if you join the army, you will enter the dragon and return to the sea, and the tiger will return to the forest]

[Chongguan Yiang: Anger starts from the heart, evil comes from the side of the gallbladder.Pifu was furious, blood spattered five steps.People with this destiny will not be afraid of anything if they are angry, and dare to do what the world will not do]

[Extremely talented minister: Destiny favors, fate is precious.People with this fate will have no taboos and no disadvantages. No matter where they are, they will be valued by those in power, respected by their colleagues, and feared by their subordinates. 】

"Such a fate..."

Looking at the words on the cauldron wall, Yang Jue's breathing became heavy, and he suddenly understood what is meant by 'different fate'.

A person born in a family of generals, with extraordinary talents, not only supported by nobles, but also valued by those in power no matter where he is.

With a person who was born in poverty, his family was poor, and his talent was average.

Are they really in the same world?

Compared with Sun Erniu, Wu Changbai is simply the "son of destiny" that only exists in story books, and the former, let alone a supporting role, is probably not even a passer-by, right?

The words on the cauldron wall looked very simple and unpretentious, but what he could feel between the lines made Yang Yu feel a little breathless.

Who is in control of human life?

"Will Wu Changbai, whose fate was absorbed by the treasure gourd, still be a supreme minister? Can he still be the champion of the three armies? Will there be noble people to support him?"

After standing in a daze for a long time, one doubt after another appeared in his heart.

Regarding fate, he seemed to see more, but seemed to be less able to understand it.

……

……

faint!
pain!
Struggling to get up and pouring several teapots of water, Wu Changbai recovered a little bit, kneading his temples, and secretly told himself that he could not drink so much wine again.

Perhaps because of the hangover, he only felt an indescribable discomfort in his body, and a little emptiness in his heart.

"strangeness."

Wu Changbai shook his head, didn't take it seriously, tidied up a little, and opened the door.

Not long after dawn, the Iron Blood Building was unusually deserted. He walked back and forth, and most of his colleagues from last night were still awake.

"Did I do anything bad yesterday?"

While pacing, Wu Changbai recalled all that happened yesterday, analyzing his actions and the attitudes and reactions of others.

Who is close to me, who is a little cold, how to draw in the relationship with them, and whether the income is equal to the effort, and whether it is worth it.

After thinking about it, he went down to the lobby. At this time, there were not many guests in the Iron Blood Building, only some nearby residents were eating breakfast.

With a glance, he saw Yu Liang and that catcher Yang eating breakfast and having a happy conversation.

'Is this Yang prison really wanting to join the Qingzhou Army? '

He was a little worried.

Wu Changbai came forward to say hello with a smile, and the two nodded in response, but he always felt that Catcher Yang looked at him a little strangely, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Fate, disappeared!"

While drinking the salted tofu nao in the bowl spoonful by spoonful, Yang Jue's heart was really shaken.

He got up early, naturally he was waiting to observe Wu Changbai, but under Tongyou, Wu Changbai's original fate was like a cloud of confused air, and he couldn't see anything.

"Is it the treasure gourd that sucks too hard? Or is it special for those with golden destiny?"

Talking to Yu Liang one after another, but Yang Qiu couldn't help thinking about it, and the food was tasteless.

"Go back and sleep for a while, I see that you look very bad today, and your energy is not very good."

Yu Liang glanced at Wu Changbai, feeling that his complexion was very bad, and there was an inexplicable change.

"Thank you sir for your concern."

Wu Changbai smiled, and didn't care too much, and asked him about the recommendation and martial arts that he said yesterday.

"After a while, you will know."

Yu Liang couldn't see what he meant, and frowned slightly, slightly displeased.

Can you talk about the words after drinking?
"Yes Yes."

Wu Changbai's smile froze, he felt that he couldn't eat breakfast anymore, so he left after staying for a while.

"This kid is indeed a talent to be made, but he is still a little young and needs to be honed."

Seeing him leave, Yu Liang shook his head slightly.

"Young man, it's normal to be somewhat ambitious."

Yang Jue smiled, while analyzing in his heart.

Does a person's attitude towards a person really have something to do with fate?

It doesn't seem quite right.

Yesterday's Wu Changbai was full of energy, witty in conversation and knew how to advance and retreat. Naturally, compared to the hangover at this time, the look of loss of energy and blood is more likable.

This cannot be explained because of his life number change.

"Brother Yang, what's your plan next?"

Yu Liang asked.

"Next? I'll probably report back to Mr. Xu."

Yang Ju put down his bowl and chopsticks, ready to leave.

Self-melting empty valley stones into the body, among other things, the luggage is indeed much more convenient, you can leave at any time, and you don't have to pack anything.

"When the great general asks for the Renyuan Great Pill, I will notify you as soon as possible as a brother."

Yu Liang got up and saw them off.

"Then thank you brother Yu."

Yang Ju raised his hand in thanks, and then, under the awe-inspiring eyes of the passers-by, he led the horse away.

……

……

Returning to life, of course not.

After leaving Sirius Pass, Yang Prison has no intention of returning to Qingzhou. In fact, Xu Wenji may not still stay in Qingzhou, and it is more likely that he has gone to Deyang Mansion.

It is not important to Xu Wenji whether to return to life or not, and Yang prison naturally knows it.

Moreover, he has a lot of troubles, so naturally he can only deal with his own affairs first.

Spurring the dragon and horse, Yang Prison left in the dust, and the living dead trekked through the mountains and forests, following them not far or near.

After urging the Four Elephant Arrows of Heaven's Will with all his blood energy, the living dead lay on his corpse for a full night before he barely recovered, and his blood energy fell uncontrollably.

It will take a lot of effort to ignite the melting pot of blood again.

In the final analysis, the living dead are still not living people. Unless covered by a higher-level blood furnace, blood energy cannot be regenerated at all.

And the level of Fang Qidao's Furnace of Blood Energy is higher than Xiao Zhan's. It's not easy to get a higher one?

"call!"

One mind is driving the dragon and horse, and most of Yang Jian's mind is still thinking about the entry of fate obtained from Wu Changbai.

Entries above light green are rare, not necessarily one in a thousand people, and he didn't think about how to deal with it for a while.

Unless he kills a real demon and refines the 'Purple Gold Swallowing Evil Gourd' on its corpse, he has no way to give fate to others except the living dead, let alone himself.

It can only be put on hold temporarily.

Whoosh!

Taking care of manipulating the living dead to keep up, Yang Juan urged his horse to gallop, and a day later, he arrived at the small town where the Cuiminglou stronghold was located.

The reminder building is very cautious, the stronghold has long been empty.

However, Cuiminglou was on guard against the Xiao family's revenge, not its own guests, so naturally there were traces left behind.

Through the traces left behind, not long after, Yang Qiang had found the person who stayed in the reminder building in the small town. Of course, he went there as a living dead.

The shopkeeper of the tavern in the previous stronghold changed his face and set up a stall on the side of the street. When he saw the living dead in black robes and cloaks, his face immediately tightened.

"Guest officer, your bun!"

He greeted with a smile, opened the drawer, wrapped the fresh steamed stuffed bun with a big leaf, and handed it to the living dead along with the unremarkable file under it.

How dare he neglect the guests he ordered the landlord to personally entertain?

Don't even dare to take a second look.

Yang Ju took a deep look at him, turned and left.

Outside the small town, Yang Jue opened the file, on which he commissioned Cuiminglou to investigate, and there was information about the Liansheng Sect.

Recently, Lian Shengjiao has also been troubled.

Qi Longsheng, the chief rudder of the Seven Mansions, was chased and killed by Qi Gang, and the saint Yu Lingxian was chased and killed by Yu Fengxian, the commander of Jin Yiwei. Many strongholds and sub-rudders were uprooted.

However, according to some information, it can also be seen that the Liansheng Sect seems to be planning a counterattack...

"There is still no information about the old man..."

Yang prison is not without worries.

With the old man's ability to take people to and from the 'Sky and Sea Realm', once Lian Shengjiao finds out, the consequences will be worrisome.

"what?"

Yang Ju raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on one of the unremarkable messages.

"Deyang Mansion, there seems to be a trace of a demon, the Liansheng Sect has sent people there, all the major sects seem to have been alarmed, and Long Yuanwei seems to have appeared..."

"Magic?"

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