The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

"Haha, if according to what you say, this Xizixian is so incomprehensible, even other practitioners of immortal destiny will have to play with their fate at will?"

Li Chuyi said coldly, but felt depressed in his heart. This is the destiny of immortality. Really, it is so unreasonable!

"That's right, the Immortal Life of Xi is the most difficult to cultivate, and it is also the most feared by other Immortal Destinies, no one!" Although the Immortal Destiny's tone was calm, it sounded like he regarded all things in the world as playthings.

"After all, as long as a thing exists, it has its own destiny, without exception!"

"Of course, they also have ways to deal with us!"

The fortune teller paused for a moment, as if recalling something, and then continued after a moment: "For example, those who practice fake immortal destiny, they can even fake their own destiny, and then use it to confuse us."

"There are also those borrowing words, their methods are even more crude. They directly borrow the fate of others to settle on themselves, and use this to fool around."

"I'll just give these two examples. Anyway, other immortals are like this too. They all have their own ways to deal with us!"

"Nothing!", the dramatist smiled, quite meaningfully, "But if we figure out their fate, tsk tsk..."

Li Chuyi listened silently and suddenly said: "So other immortals can't do anything to you? Because you can directly change your own destiny!"

"How could it be!" The fortune-teller put his hands behind his back and shook his head, "Theoretically, there is no higher or lower among the thirteen immortal lives. In the final analysis, it is still a matter of whether the practitioner has higher moral standards and the calculation is deep enough. "

Li Chuyi thought for a moment and then asked: "Since you can change your destiny, wouldn't it be better to just inherit the immortal destiny yourself? Wouldn't it be easier?"

"Haha!", the dramatist smiled sarcastically, turned around and glanced, "Li Chuyi, these real thirteen immortal lives are above fate, they swallow the great road, they are the most respected and most revered in the world. It’s a miraculous thing, don’t you understand?”

"I would like to change it directly like this, but do you think it is possible?"

At this time, the thick black clouds in the sky began to slowly recede, and the rain curtain gradually became smaller. Sunlight even penetrated through the gaps and sprinkled along with the raindrops, making it look mottled on the sea surface.

"But you designed us to reincarnate every three hundred years, and then you talked so much about it. What's the point of doing this?" Looking at this scene, Li Chuyi continued to ask, but his voice sounded a bit hollow.

"Of course it has a purpose. After all, I'm not a real dramatist. Playing with fate is just a matter of whim."

The fortune-teller sighed, "With my current level of cultivation, if I want to change your destiny, I must first intervene in your destiny, which means that I have an intersection with you first, so there is what happened before."

"You just tell me the secret of this so openly?" For a moment, Li Chuyi was a little stunned.

"Otherwise?", the fortune-teller asked back, "I am a fortune-teller, so it doesn't matter if others know everything, because no matter what changes they make, things will eventually turn towards me quietly. To achieve the desired results, all efforts are in vain.”

"By the way, let your companions come out, I know they are still there!" Suddenly, he said it out of nowhere.

"You know?" At this time, Li Chuyi was shocked and inexplicable.

"I didn't know it at first, but just now, I felt the power of immortal destiny. It's a borrowed word immortal, right!" The dramatist smiled lightly, but his tone was insightful.

And the next moment, more than 400 figures appeared on the ship at the same time, including Dumb, but they never died.

"You must have fallen into the Buddha Temple just now, otherwise you wouldn't be able to hide it from Monk Hai." The actor said casually, with a tone that was not surprising at all.

"Hmph, why don't you go and taste what it feels like to be skinned and torn apart, and your flesh and blood separated?" Wuweizi reprimanded in a cold voice, his aura couldn't help but come out, and he seemed to be planning to take action directly.

The same is true for all the shopkeepers behind him, their expressions are particularly unkind, and they almost want to attack him in groups.

"Master in the first year of junior high school, those monks in red used iron chisels to pry off my forehead. It hurts so much." Xiao Dai also said weakly, and couldn't help but shudder.

Seeing the excitement among the people, the playwright didn't care at all, and just said: "You don't have to be like this. What I have here is just a ray of consciousness. Now that the purpose has been achieved, it is time to dissipate."

"Purpose, your purpose is Monk Hai!" Li Chuyi's brows suddenly condensed.

"Yes, I was never targeting you from beginning to end. I was just using you to get involved with Monk Hai."

"You are cultivating immortality, but Monk Hai is following his own path to becoming a Buddha, and has even fallen into madness, looking like a human being or a ghost. You are still plotting against him?"

Li Chuyi frowned and continued: "What's so strange about Monk Hai? I've also discovered that there are fake immortals wandering around him before, and they seem to have some agenda."

At this time, the figure of the fortune-teller began to slowly fade, but he still explained: "Now the Tao has disappeared. This monk Hai does not cultivate immortal life, but he can become a Buddha in his own way. He is amazing and talented."

"Nothing!" He changed his tone and smiled a little meaningfully, "Why do you conclude that my real purpose is this monk Hai? He may be just like you, just a springboard!"

After the dramatist finished speaking, he looked at the good man hiding behind everyone and said, "A Taoist, lending money for the world, tsk tsk, that's quite interesting."

"And the person behind you who has cultivated the Immortal Life of Borrowing has a deep enough cultivation level that he can actually project his power so far. Not bad!"

In the next moment, the figure of the dramatist disappeared completely, and the dark clouds in the sky had also dissipated. The warm sunlight fell, as if a layer of sparkling gold had been spread on the sea.

Everyone on the boat was silent, and their hearts were full of frustration. This is destiny. Even if they survived, they still fulfilled each other's plan and were played by a ray of divine consciousness like this!

"Senior Wuweizi, how was your situation before?" Li Chuyi raised his head and asked. He knew that everyone had a chance to come back, but the feeling of powerlessness before was also real.

"What a big loss!" Wuweizi shook his head, a deep sadness enveloped everyone.

"After our flesh and blood were removed by Monk Hai, our souls were kept intact. I don't know how the Magic Pavilion operates. Anyway, we re-condensed our bodies and came back to life."

"Because before departure, an old man in the pavilion said that this industry will give us one more life, but the condition is that the mortals raised by the Magic Pavilion will be killed or injured. It is always an unimaginable number."

Looking at the boundless sea, Wuweizi felt a little lost. He said in a low voice, "Now that I think about it, I guess I borrowed the lives of those mortals to replace our lives!"

"Hey, we at Magic Pavilion are in the business of doing business, and we always pay attention to borrowing and repaying. But this time, their lives were wasted, and there is no chance to make up for it."

After everyone heard this, they all lowered their heads silently. Although the matter was over and no one seemed to be hurt at all, behind this, there was probably a mountain of bones, which was extremely cruel!

But at this time, the good guy was tiptoeing, trying to sneak into the small rooms in the middle of the ship.

"Good senior, please take it out. The man who played the role just left a storage ring when he disappeared, but it disappeared in an instant. Do you think we didn't notice it?" Li Chu said expressionlessly.

Leng Yue also helped, "Tsk tsk, if I remember correctly, you helped Tiandi borrow 100 million mid-level loans."

"You are indeed a founder of Taoism. Hand over the spiritual stone and confiscate it!"