My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 305: Millions of lives, it’s not a big deal anyway

Baiyun Temple is a Taoist temple at the highest point.

In a small pavilion outside the Taoist temple, there were several people waiting, looking anxious and uneasy.

There was a conversation going on in the catheter.

In front of the statues of the heavenly masters, the mysterious immortal sat on a cushion with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

Ding Wang looked respectful, stood with his hands hanging down, stood behind the old man, and reported what had happened before.

The real person didn't react at all to the rest of the things. Only after he mentioned that Lu Chen single-handedly blocked the magical powers of Ji Wuye and the head of the Cui family, did the old man nod slightly.

He then mentioned some "misunderstandings" between the Luo family and Ji Wuye, including some words and deeds directed against the Luo family by the Cui family.

The little girl didn't say much after entering the hall. Instead, Ji Wuye and the Cui family kept attacking her with harsh words.

If Lu Chen had not taken action at the last moment, the head of the Luo family would have died on the spot.

However, Ding Wang did not mention the initial cause of the dispute, such as the "Ye Wuyou" mentioned by Ji Wuye.

Because this person is not important enough for him to care about.

Among the younger generation, there are only one and a half people he cares about.

Luo Qinghan is one of them.

Ji Wuye counts as half.

"Master, I was there at the time, but I did not stop their quarrel, and I did not intervene in the end. I don't know whether this was right or wrong. Please teach me, Master."

Ding Wang spoke all this slowly and calmly, his innocent eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Although he asked this, he didn't care in his heart whether other people would attack the Luo family.

On the grassland, the strong are the kings, and the weak just kowtow. There is no reason or rules to speak of.

One day, when the "Heavenly Khan" is not strong enough, he will naturally abdicate. If you don't abdicate, someone will naturally come to help you abdicate, and your end will be even more miserable.

However, he has now followed his master out of that barren and backward grassland and arrived at Baiyun Temple, standing on the top of the mountain. What he sees now is a scenery that has never been seen on the grassland.

He no longer lived a bloody and brutal life on the edge of a knife, and he no longer learned the ignorant and backward rituals, bowing and offering everything to the so-called "oracle".

Those things now seemed too illusory to him. Even if they really existed in the world, what good was it? Gods who could not give people any help were no better than pigs and sheep under the knife. At least they could fill people's stomachs after being cooked.

What he is learning now is benevolence, righteousness, morality, and the law of nature.

So, he asked this question, which is a doubt caused by the collision between "strength" and "morality" and "rules".

The real person still didn't open his eyes, but just spoke slowly as if talking in a dream.

"Let nature take its course, be quiet and do nothing..."

Ding Wang nodded and continued his story.

After all matters were reported, the incense beside the stove was half burned, and Zhenren gently opened his eyes as if waking up from a dream, sitting on the cushion.

"Your second uncle came back the day before yesterday."

These words instantly changed Ding Wang's usually calm expression, causing some ripples.

That Master Wang Ting, has he returned from outside?
Did he bring that person back?

As if he saw the change in Ding Wang's expression, the old master spoke in a leisurely and calm tone.

"Don't worry, he didn't bring anyone back. The destined person he mentioned doesn't seem to like him or Baiyun Temple very much. And now, because he suppressed [Annihilation] on the way, he consumed a lot of energy and is now in seclusion."

Ding Wang's expression relaxed slightly after hearing this, and he seemed relieved.

But there is still a thorn hanging in my heart, barely perceptible.

Seven realms, seven realms, the quota for the seven realms in Baiyun Temple can only belong to him, Ding Wang.

The Immortal's gaze was now focused on Ding Wang. Those old yet sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through Ding Wang completely.

"Ding Wang, I brought you back to the grassland because you were born with great luck and fortune, so you can cultivate the way of luck."

"Your second uncle practices the law of fate, so he travels around looking for people with whom he is destined to be with."

"As a teacher, what you cultivate is destiny, the destiny of your body and property, the destiny of your fate."

Ding Wang raised his head slightly and looked at his master, with confusion in his eyes.

Why did Master say these things?
The old immortal paused, and after seeing Ding Wang's puzzled eyes, he continued in a deep voice.

"Luck, fate, and destiny seem to be completely different, but in fact they are the same. Disciple, do you know what the three of us have in common?"

Ding Wang pondered for a moment, unable to come up with an answer, and could only bow respectfully.

"Master, please clarify my doubts."

The old immortal sighed slightly, then closed his eyes again and spoke softly.

"The only similarity is the word 'seize'."

"Instead of closing yourself off and looking for the destiny that comes from chance, it is better to directly seize the destiny that comes from others." "Why does your second uncle's method of fate have to look for the destined person everywhere? Once Xu Qingyuan died, Zhang Shixuan died, and the destined person died, your second uncle advanced to a higher level."

"The life I cultivate for my master is naturally..."

The real person stopped talking.

However, there was already a glimmer of light in Ding Wang's eyes.

Is that so?

But what should I do?

Ding Wang looked towards his master, and his master's response came.

"When you heard that Second Master did not bring that person back, you seemed relieved, but you still had concerns buried deep in your heart. However, you never thought of taking any action. This is not right."

Ding Wang paused slightly when he heard this, but then he understood what his master meant.

"Ding Wang will eliminate all accidents, but that person..."

There was some hesitation in his tone, and Ding Wang didn't know who the "destined person" that Second Uncle Master was talking about was.

"The teacher has asked for your clarification."

"Who?"

"Ye Wuyou."

His body stiffened for a moment, and Ding Wang's already calm expression changed again.

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There is a pavilion not far from the Taoist temple.

There were several figures wandering back and forth inside.

Cup after cup of tea was poured on the table, until the hot tea was cooled by the mountain breeze and no more heat came out.

"Hey, look, he's coming out." Someone in the pavilion pointed.

Ding Wang walked out of the Taoist temple at this moment. His expression was not as calm as before. He walked outside with some gloom in his eyes.

How could it be that person...

Hearing a voice calling from the pavilion, Ding Wang turned around and looked back, his body becoming a little stiff.

He found that he had forgotten to do something he had promised someone else, and he was originally going to ask his master for his opinion on this matter.

It’s not appropriate to go back and ask now.

Firstly, it was a bit embarrassing in front of these people, and secondly, I wondered whether my master would respond to me.

Thinking of this, Ding Wang stood still, but those figures had already hurriedly come to him.

"Senior Brother Ding, may I ask what the result is? What did the Great Immortal say?" The voice of the leading woman was heard immediately.

Ding Wang could see the expectation and eagerness in their eyes.

He was silent for a moment.

Forget it, let’s just fool around. After all, this matter is not something that Baiyun Temple can decide alone.

Anyway, it's not a big deal.

The woman in front of him was stunned when she saw that Ding Wang did not react. She seemed to remember something, and respectfully performed a Taoist etiquette towards him and handed him a jade box.

Inside it is a refined golden elixir, which is extremely useful for Taoist practitioners.

The woman then looked up, revealing a beautiful face.

She spoke with anticipation and respect.

"Brother Ding, Fang Ning was a little impatient and lost her manners. I hope you won't take it personally."

"After all, this matter is too important. It concerns the lives of tens of millions of people in Da Yan..."

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On the distant official road, Ye Wuyou galloped on his horse.

He's very fast.

The mountain city gradually appeared before Ye Wuyou's eyes.

but……

From the sky, Ye Wuyou looked at the winding city in the distance with a huge height difference, with a puzzled look.

"What the hell is this place? Chongqing?"

(End of this chapter)