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"I misdirected my Qi yesterday, and I'm feeling unwell again!"
Although he admired Zhang Chulan's style of doing things, the Old Master still felt that this was a bit too much to bear, because he knew that Wang Ye came to Longhu Mountain to help, not to hinder Zhang Chulan. Wasn't this like the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple, or family fighting family members?
At this moment, the referee immediately shouted to the underground king:
"Wang Ye, what's going on?"
"If anything happens, I can postpone the competition."
"Our Celestial Master's Mansion will stand up for you."
Although they were family, the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain didn't have the same magnanimity and insight as the Old Celestial Master. They were more than happy for Zhang Chulan, this shameless scoundrel, to be eliminated.
Wang Ye waved his hand at the referee and said, "Never mind... let's just look like this."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan visibly paused, raising an eyebrow.
Taoist Master Wang Ye is not planning to report me to the Celestial Master's Mansion.
At this moment, Wang also waved his hand at the referee and said:
"Brother Fude, get me something to eat."
"I haven't eaten a single thing since last night."
"Give me something to stave off hunger, steamed buns, please. Have more steamed buns."
Fu De, acting as the referee, immediately yelled at Wang Ye:
"What kind of occasion is this? Did you knock someone out of their wits?"
"If you're not going to pursue this, then hurry up and finish the competition, we'll talk about it afterward!"
Wang Ye looked at the old master with a sly grin:
"Old Celestial Master, do the Wudang disciples not get meals at your Celestial Master's Mansion?"
"I'll go back and tell my Grand Tutor!"
The old master's face darkened; he knew he was in the wrong this time.
"Fude, give him a steamed bun, quickly feed him until he's full and then get out of here!"
"He would really tell on me like that, that little rascal is capable of it."
After hearing this, Wang Ye immediately sat down and sat cross-legged.
Inside the circular training ground.
Not long after, two disciples from the Celestial Master's Mansion brought two servings of steamed buns and vegetarian dishes and placed them in front of the two men.
Wang Ye immediately picked up his chopsticks, grabbed some food, and began to wolf it down.
He hasn't eaten anything since noon yesterday.
At first, I was being chased by Zhuge Qing's fans, and then by Feng Baobao, who chased me for a whole day.
Wang Ye held a steamed bun in one hand and some vegetables in the other, looking up at Zhang Chulan.
At this moment, Zhang Chulan stared blankly at Wang Ye, his forehead covered in cold sweat, standing there at a loss.
Wang simply said coldly:
"Sit down and eat! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
Then they started eating like crazy, enjoying it immensely.
Zhang Chulan also sat down cross-legged, watching Wang Ye eat in front of him.
He didn't dare to make a sound, after all, he was the one who buried the person.
If this guy tries to bring up old grievances, he's finished.
After a few minutes, Wang Ye slowed down his eating pace.
Zhang Chulan cautiously probed, "Daoist Wang Ye? What brings you to the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony?"
"As a member of the Taoist sect, you shouldn't be eyeing the position of Celestial Master."
Wang Ye picked up the steamed bun, took a slow bite, then ate a bite of vegetables before answering:
"Why? That's a complicated matter."
Wang Ye stopped what he was doing and looked at Zhang Chulan, saying:
"Zhang Chulan, do you know anything about divination?"
Zhang Chulan blinked, scratched his head, and said, "Master Wang, as you know, I haven't been in the world of supernatural beings for very long, so I don't really know much about it. Surely the fortune teller under the overpass can't be real?"
Wang Ye nodded and continued:
"Let me explain it to you like this: a sorcerer's calculations can only predict a few possible futures."
“Every calculation comes at a certain cost.”
"The specific cost depends on the importance of this information to the world."
"If I only need to calculate the winning numbers for one round of the Double Color Ball lottery, the cost is negligible."
"Because it will essentially only change the fate of some nouveau riche."
Then Wang Ye's expression turned extremely serious, and he frowned:
"Before coming to Longhu Mountain, I also consulted a fortune teller about the conference and your affairs."
"In the end, I only managed to get a rough estimate, and I almost lost my life."
"I don't even think I'll see the sun rise tomorrow!"
After saying this, he shifted from sitting cross-legged to a reclining position, sighed, and said:
"You can probably guess what I mean by saying this, right? You have a lot of karma to carry on your shoulders."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan lowered his head, sweating profusely, and swallowed hard.
Of course I know that the Qi source flow in my body is Bao'er's immortal body.
The advisor organized the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony for my sake, and he even insisted that I seize the position of Celestial Master.
There must be secrets behind all of this.
Seeing Zhang Chulan's slightly suppressed expression, Wang Ye continued:
"To be honest, if I only consider the gains and losses, I shouldn't have come."
"After all, I won't lose anything if I don't come."
"As for why I came? Because I am kind!"
At this point, Wang Ye raised his right hand, looked at Zhang Chulan, and extended one finger.
"First, if I don't come, it will be a huge loss for the Old Master."
"As a senior figure I have long admired, I don't want him to be disgraced!"
Zhang Chulan frowned upon hearing this:
"Master, he's... utterly disgraced?"
Wang Ye nodded and said:
"Yes, that's right."
Then Wang Ye extended his second finger:
"Alright, now for the important part, the second thing."
"Now I'm going to give you a choice, the choice to give up?"
Zhang Chulan's eyes widened: "Give up? Give up on the Celestial Master's successor?"
Wang Ye shook his head, then stared at Zhang Chulan and said, "No, the successor of the Celestial Master doesn't really matter."
"What I'm giving you is the opportunity to give up the pursuit of the truth. (Li's good)"
"Then you will get what you want most!"
Zhang Chulan stood up abruptly, frowning as he looked at Wang Ye:
"But what's wrong with pursuing the truth? That's what I want most!"
Wang Ye stared directly into Zhang Chulan's eyes:
"You want a lot of things: houses, money, women, and grandchildren."
Sometimes you even forget what you want most!
"I'm talking about something you'd give up everything for once you get it."
Zhang Chulan simply said angrily:
"Stop talking nonsense to me, we're not even acquainted."
"I don't need you to tell me what I want."
Wang simply straightened up and returned to his cross-legged position, saying calmly:
"When the true nature responds to things, it attains its true nature; when it is always responding, it is always still; and thus, it is always pure and tranquil."
P.S.: I've recovered quite a bit, so I'll continue with this chapter here. I'm going to get an IV drip soon.
Chapter 84: One Person's Story: Luke VS Zhang Lingyu
After hearing this, Zhang Chulan immediately sat down and said:
"I think I understand what you mean."
"You mean if I keep investigating, things will only get worse?"
After Zhang Chulan finished speaking, he lowered his head, picked up a piece of green vegetable, and began to eat.
"But I'm probably not the only one experiencing this 'bad outcome.'"
"Otherwise, why would you come looking for me if we're not related?"
Wang Ye reached out and picked up a piece of green vegetable, explaining, "That's right, this involves another concept, which I call 'the weight of fate'."