One person: I am Li Buren, I cannot bear to do anything!

"Moreover, he also possesses the Tongtian Talisman."

Ma Xianhong waved goodbye to Li Buren, Wang Ye, and the others.

"Alright, alright, we originally thought that Mr. Zhuge would betray Master Wang because of the temptation of Feng Hou Qi Men."

"We never expected Mr. Zhuge to be so magnanimous; it was we who were petty-minded."

"We also admire Master Wang's righteousness and decisiveness."

"As for Master Li... he's indeed quite skilled in combat!"

After straightening up, Ma Xianhong bowed to the group and tossed out a small magical artifact.

"To avoid any misunderstanding, this is a video recording we took beforehand. Tonight was indeed just a test, and we had no intention of harming you."

"I would still like to extend my sincere invitation to you all to stay here and help me. As for what happens after tonight, it is up to you whether you stay or leave."

"Alright, we should go back and rest now. We also need to settle the score for that bet."

Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye looked at each other, leaving only Li Buren standing there trying to suppress his laughter.

"Why."

Wang Ye sighed deeply.

He tugged at Zhuge Qing and walked towards the outside of the mountain.

"Let's go, Lao Qing."

Zhuge Qing did not move.

Wang Ye turned around in surprise and looked at Zhuge Qing.

"Old Qing..."

Li couldn't bear it and held Wang Ye down.

"Junior brother, do you remember what I told you?"

"Fate can be changed, but destiny is hard to determine."

"Don't try to change other people's fate, even if it has something to do with you."

Wang Ye stopped, and Zhuge Qing slowly followed Ma Xianhong and his group back to the village.

A girl's voice came from the wind.

"That's great! With Zhuge Qing joining us, we've all become completely new!"

"Yes, yes, our average appearance has improved significantly!"

"...I mean, we finally have warlocks!"

"Besides, it seems that the Taoist priest surnamed Li was even more handsome."

Li Buren and Wang Ye stood still, and Li Buren chose to break the silence.

"Hmm...their taste is alright."

Wang Ye rolled his eyes at Li Bu, his consciousness suddenly sinking into the inner world.

"Senior brother, protect me, I need to enter the inner realm."

Li Buren nodded in agreement.

In an instant, Wang Ye entered the inner world.

"Old Qing is such a fool, he's so stubborn, he's like a bull when he's being stubborn."

"I have to ask about the interior for him. I don't know why, but I feel a little uneasy when I see that Village Chief Ma."

Faced with chaos, Wang calmed himself down and transformed his body and mind into the chaos.

"All things in the world originated from the primordial chaos."

"Beyond the inner realm, I humbly request Hongmeng's guidance."

"How much impact will Ma Xianhong have on the world?"

Before Wang Ye even opened his eyes, a wave of heat and light was already upon him.

An enormous fireball appeared in front of Wang Ye.

"Is it about the same level as Zhang Chulan's?"

"No, that's impossible."

"Zhang Chulan is related to the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, and even the Jia Shen Rebellion, which is why he has such a great influence."

"But this Ma Xianhong, how could he possibly be?"

"The Body-Cultivating Furnace? Could it be that Body-Cultivating Furnace?"

Wang Ye's mind was in turmoil.

Even if Zhang Chulan's matter has a significant impact, it is still a consequence of the combined effects of the Jia Shen Rebellion and the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.

But what gives this Ma Xianhong, whose background is unknown, the right to do this?

Wang Ye's thoughts scattered in an instant.

"If the Eight Extraordinary Techniques alone can have such a big impact, then my senior brother and I will also be greatly affected."

"A sorcerer cannot divine for himself, so let me see my senior brother instead..."

Just as Wang Ye had this thought and wanted to speak in the Hongmeng,

A warm hand suddenly landed on his shoulder.

"Junior brother, divination is like looking at the heavens; it's exhausting and you shouldn't ask too many questions."

Wang Ye suddenly awoke.

He didn't even ask, but the moment the thought arose, a wave of heart palpitations washed over him.

The young Taoist priest turned around.

It was past Chen Shi (7-9 AM), the moon had moved westward, and that faint light disappeared.

In the thick, impenetrable darkness, Li Buren stood there, his tall figure revealing only his terrifyingly bright eyes.

"Little Wang, some things in this world can be predicted, and some things can be changed."

"Some things you can predict, but you can't change."

"And there are some things that you can't predict."

Wang Ye leaned against a tree, sitting there quietly, seemingly lost in thought, letting the night wind blow by.

Li Buren said nothing, but silently leaned against the other side of the tree.

After a while, a soft snoring sound began.

Li couldn't help but pinch his brow, looking at Wang Ye who was already asleep on the other side.

"Why."

He casually used his Qi to materialize, and the suitcase in the distance flew towards Li Buren's hand under the influence of the Qi.

A cotton quilt from Wudang was taken out.

...

the next day.

"Master, look at this Taoist priest Wang, he has such refined tastes, he slept under a quilt under a tree all night."

Ma Xianhong stepped forward.

Wang Ye also woke up and threw off the quilt covering him.

"Village Chief Ma, come with me."

"You're all alone."

The person behind Ma Xianhong was about to speak, but Ma Xianhong stopped him.

"Nobody come any closer."

Li couldn't bear to stand there, and Wang also brought Ma Xianhong with him.

Ma Xianhong looked at the two of them.

"What secrets do you two Taoist masters have to tell us? There's no one else here."

He had a smile on his face.

"Ma Xianhong, I don't care what you're doing..."

"Stop it, you'll never succeed!"

Ma Xianhong's expression remained unchanged, his resolute demeanor unwavering.

Where there's a will, there's a way!

Wang Ye shook his head.

"Your ambitions are too grand, but your destiny is not noble enough."

"You are now like a grain of sand in the ocean, or a sparrow in the sky."

"You are not capable of living up to your ambitions."

Wang Ye's expression was extremely serious, unlike Zhang Chulan's.

Zhang Chulan's choices reveal the destiny and choices he can control.

But Ma Xianhong was different. He was like an ant carrying a mountain on its back, swaying and staggering, and it was only a matter of time before he fell down on the road.

The resulting landslides and earthquakes would be something that a small man like Ma Xianhong could not bear.

"I am not mocking you. Since you are so eager to find a sorcerer, you should know the abilities of sorcerers."

"Even a person of lowly status can attain high office and accept their fate; they may still find happiness."

Ma Xianhong raised his head and looked at Wang Ye, his eyes filled with an unwavering determination that left no room for retreat.

I don't believe in fate.

Li Buren, who was standing behind him, suddenly smiled.

"Even if those things would harm those around you, would you still be willing to do it?"

"Of course not. I have no control over them. They can come and go freely in Biyou Village."

"Do you really think your destiny is capable of bearing this?"

"This is my path. Even kneeling here alone, I will continue on it!"

Wang Ye stepped forward and blocked Ma Xianhong's path.

I don't know whether to say you're stubbornly persistent or unyielding.

"But if you don't stop today..."

"I'll cripple you!"