Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1185: Chapter 929~930: Better to Rely on Myself Than Pray to Gods, Better to Seek Within Than Worship Buddha!

Because the opponent had also just fallen into that unique state, revealing more of his own secrets to him.

And he merely exposed the circumstances of this life, timely awakening before turning the page to the memories of the previous life.

At this moment, the morning sun hung high behind Tianji Twenty-Five, its light seemingly casting a faint golden edge through the mist over his body, enveloping the world with fresh valley air and the silent rolling clouds swirling in the wind.

Both were filled with shock.

Tianji Twenty-Five was astounded by those few segments resembling a master or ancestor, yet also like his own special experiences, amazed by Jiang Dali’s seemingly ordinary, yet in truth miraculous life that’s impossible to replicate.

Jiang Dali was entirely shocked by the information revealed in Tianji Twenty-Five’s memories.

It turns out, the ancestor of Weiguan Yutian who built King’s Chess City was indeed Tianji Twenty-Five’s ancestor Tianji 21, and it can even be said, it was Tianji Twenty-Five himself.

It turns out Tianji 21 did not die at Ying Shuntian’s hands back in the day, but returned and entrusted his primordial spirit to the later disciple, namely Tianji Twenty-two.

Tianji Twenty-two then entrusted his primordial spirit to Tianji 23, all the way to the current Tianji Twenty-Five...

Could this be a tradition of the Tianji Sect?

Then Tianji Twenty-Five has yet to cultivate his primordial spirit, has this inheritance been severed?

Tianji Twenty-Five composed himself, looking at Jiang Dali, and said, ”Thank you, Master Jiang, for helping me unlock the sealed heart lock in my heart.”

Jiang Dali said, ”Who exactly are you?”

This sentence was uttered without context, astonishing everyone present.

Tianji Twenty-Five smiled as he looked at the sky, saying, ”I am myself, I am Tianji Twenty-Five, the past is but smoke, I only realized today.

I am still myself, only Master Jiang, you seem to have a heart lock in your heart that isn’t unlocked yet.”

As he spoke the last sentence, Tianji Twenty-Five’s profound gaze filled with meaningful implications looked at Jiang Dali.

”Heart lock not unlocked?”

Dongfang Bubai’s heart stirred, turning his head to glance at Jiang Dali.

Jiang Dali snorted coldly, yet his heart was slightly relieved, knowing Tianji Twenty-Five was not Tianji 21, greatly reducing the threat and terror.

If it’s only the method of transmitting power through the entrustment of the primordial spirit, though rare and formidable, it is not astoundingly shocking, as some people in the world are adept at using it.

Even Thief Dominator Chi Zunxin hasn’t cultivated the primordial spirit, merely transforming into a demon seed by using Pang Ban’s Daoist Heart Demon Planting Technique, the power of the demon seed ultimately absorbed by Han Bai.

This type of primordial spirit entrustment for transmitting power or even transferring memories and experiences does not break the cycle of life and death, using hosts for reincarnation and eternal life; the host remains another person, so it cannot be considered against the heaven’s will, and can be accepted.

Jiang Dali crossed his arms, the black cloak behind him fiercely dancing in the mountain wind, faintly staring at Tianji Twenty-Five and said, ”Even if I have a heart lock, there is no need for your concern. You should know my purpose for coming this time!”

All eight Tianji disciples beside Tianji Twenty-Five shouted, ”Arrogant, refrain from being rude!”

Jiang Dali sneered without even looking at the eight, his eyes perfectly focused on Tianji Twenty-Five, saying, ”You are a smart person, you should know that now is the best time not to act rashly.”

Tianji Twenty-Five smiled bitterly, saying, ”Correct, you all stand down now. As soon as I decided to come out to see Master Jiang, matters between us cannot be solved by force, but by peaceful negotiation.”

The eight disciples looked at each other, but did not dare to defy orders, all turned and saluted Tianji Twenty-Five saying ”Yes”, then swiftly retreated.

In the blink of an eye, only Tianji Twenty-Five and Jiang Dali were left on the giant rock beside the cliff.

Tianji Twenty-Five gazed down at the rolling fog like a flowing valley.

Under the sunlight, the fog seemed like thousands of gilded dragons struggling and darting, he sighed saying, ”Living in the mountains obstructs the view from all sides, wind and clouds exist only from day to night.

The wind has no form or appearance, never still. The clouds gather and disperse unpredictably, wandering and uncertain.

Thus people like us who study divination and arithmetic, even if we exhaust the mysteries, cannot calculate the repetition of wind and clouds above!

Master Jiang, you came here for the matter of my evil disciple Liao Rushen, which is considered a minor issue, the true major issue is for the child on that eagle’s back, right? However, this child’s fate, is like the clouds gathering and scattering unpredictably, wandering and uncertain...”

”Clouds gather and scatter unpredictably, wandering and uncertain...?”

Jiang Dali frowned, also walking to the cliff side, observing the swirling, gathering and dispersing, unpredictable fog below, frowning saying, ”You mean even you can’t see through this child’s fate? Tell me his fate?”

On Demon Hawk’s back, Bu Jingyun kept listening to the conversation below, his gaze unconsciously showed a hint of confusion and bewilderment at the words.

Fate!

What is fate?

What is his fate?

Is the reason the Black Wind Village Chief values him because of his fate?

Doesn’t everyone have a fate, why is his fate so different from others?

The low laughter suddenly coming from Tianji Twenty-Five interrupted Bu Jingyun’s thoughts, he looked down at the laughing Tianji Twenty-Five in puzzlement.

Tianji Twenty-Five suddenly asked, ”Child, if there are deities or Buddhas in this world, would you pray to them?”

Bu Jingyun slowly shook his head, saying, ”The heart is the deity, the deity is the heart, if you want to ask the deity, first ask your own heart!”

”Ask the heart?”

Jiang Dali’s body shook, looking at Bu Jingyun’s young face in surprise, saying, ”Where did you get this saying?”

Bu Jingyun said, ”Derived from the heart!”

”Praying to the deity is not as good as worshiping me, praying to Buddha is not as good as seeking oneself?”

Jiang Dali was moved, finding these words deeply resonating with him, agreeing wholeheartedly.

But despite knowing Bu Jingyun’s origins were not simple, he did not expect such insights from a child of this age.

”Hahaha, an excellent derived from the heart!”

Tianji Twenty-Five suddenly rose with heroism, laughed heartily, his thin face even began to flush as he boldly said, ”Master Jiang, this child’s fate lies within his heart, your fate also lies within your heart.

You are alike, if you truly want to know fate, I will risk my own life to let you know what fate is!

But you must know, fate is unpredictable, knowing fate is equivalent to defying heavenly will, not attaining good results, knowing fate is furthermore altering fate. That Divine Martial Country’s World Association’s Xiong Ba, altered fate after knowing it, vowing to dominate the world—”

”Oh?”

Jiang Dali’s eyes gleamed gravely, arms behind his back gazing at the rolling mountain range of clouds, disheveled black hair wildly dancing in the wind, his mind echoing with four words ”know fate, alter fate!”—

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Autumn.

The autumn sunlight fell on the intoxicating autumn waters of the West Lake, countless ripples danced like layers of intoxication, the shimmering lake resembling the hem of a skirt lifted by the breeze, delivering intoxicating fragrances, inspiring endless fanciful thoughts, stirring countless people’s heart lakes.

A small boat sailed in this enchanting lake scenery, a man dressed in luxurious attire with a tall and robust figure stood at the bow, gazing at the lake and Leifeng Tower in contemplation.

His jet-black shiny long hair was parted down the middle, draping over shoulders much broader than the average person, his nose high and straight, eyes radiant like lightning, possessing a nearly demonic allure that ensured a lifetime imprint upon just one glance, combined with his profound and towering physique and demeanor, naturally evoking unease.

He once held a name that shook the world, feared by both the black and white realms.

Now he relied on controlling two abnormal people to row for him, humble as if walking in fine clothes at night.

Yet in this fallen state, he felt clearer and possessed a stronger fighting spirit than before when he was always in the peak position.

Indeed, someone who is always in a peak position tends to be intoxicated and blinded by the glory of the peak, overlooking the vast scenery above the peak.

Fortunately, the Black Wind Village Chief, the strongest nemesis in his life, woke him up.

He didn’t die, instead, blessed in disguise.

Now he follows the emotional sense cultivated by the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique to this place of West Lake’s autumn water.

Rumor has it, there’s a beautiful legend from the past here...

He is naturally the once-famous Demon Master Pang Ban.

He did not die, nor did he vanish.

Why did he come here?

Could it be true what the Heavenly Monk once told the Black Wind Village Chief?

Xie Tiao, the first-generation Evil Emperor of the Demon Sect, unwilling to be suppressed by that Buddha Artifact, seeking a suitable body among Demon Sect descendants for reincarnation?

But facing this self-initiated arrival of Pang Ban, the terrifying figure of a genius of the Demon Sect for a century, could the First Evil Emperor really guarantee swaying this outstanding descendant...

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