The sun was shining brightly in the forest. The trees were lush and green, and the stream was flowing like a song of nature. This place was really an otherworldly place.
A handsome young man, a little girl dressed in red cloth, and an old man with a face full of pustules sat together beside a thatched cottage in the forest. In front of them was a roasted deer.
"Shen Feng, thank you for this time.”Old Wang thanked him.
"Why are you being so polite with me? My life is also thanks to you guys. However, Old Wang, no, I should call you Mud Bodhisattva. You're not honest.”Shen Feng teased.
"It's all just a false reputation when I was young. If there's a medicine for regret in this world, I hope that there's no clay Bodhisattva in this world, only an ordinary old king like me.”
The Mud Bodhisattva was filled with emotions. Back then, he was famous in the martial world. Everyone knew about him. High-ranking officials, nobles, and martial arts heroes had spent countless energy and money to ask for his divination.
Even the current leader of the World Association, Xiong Ba, was extremely respectful of him. Unfortunately, he was a clay bodhisattva who would either succeed or fail. He revealed too much of the heavenly secrets and suffered the wrath of heaven. Now, he was relying on the monkey to expel poison. If he could do it all over again, the clay bodhisattva was only willing to be an ordinary old king.
Shen Feng smiled." There is no medicine for regret in this world. All we can do is to make sure that we have no regrets in every step we take. Mud Bodhisattva, the world is unpredictable. You think you can see through this world, but why can't you see through yourself?”
"It's difficult for a fortune-teller to judge himself." The Mud Bodhisattva let out a long sigh." Shen Feng, are you really going to enter the martial world this time?”
"A good man's ambition is to travel thousands of miles. If I, Shen Feng, don't make a name for myself in the pugilistic world, wouldn't it be a waste of all my knowledge?”Shen Feng tore off a piece of venison and swallowed it in one gulp. It was fragrant and smooth.
" How many people scramble for fame in Jianghu? Unfortunately, how many people can achieve success and fame? How many people have become nameless skeletons? Shen Feng, I've retired from Jianghu and won't interfere in Jianghu matters. Today, I'll make an exception and perform a divination for you."”
"Thank you, Mud Bodhisattva." Shen Feng smiled. He was curious about his fate in this world.
As the clay bodhisattva performed divination on the divine sword, the clay bodhisattva frowned and his expression became more and more serious.
"Strange, strange, this old man has made countless fortunes, but I actually can't see through your fate. It's as if you've escaped from this world. Strange, strange.”
The Clay Bodhisattva kept shaking his head. In this world, there was actually a fate that he, the Clay Bodhisattva, could not predict.
If the world knew about this, they would definitely find it unbelievable. Who in the pugilistic world did not know of the great name of the Mud Bodhisattva?
The best fortune-teller in the pugilistic world, even the master of the World Association, Xiong Ba, believed in the prediction of the Mud Bodhisattva. However, he could not predict a person's fate, not even a trace.
"How is this possible!"
The more he deduced, the more confused the Mud Bodhisattva became. In front of the divine sword, there was a thick fog. His deduction was useless.
"What's wrong?" Shen Feng could not help but ask when he saw the expression of the Mud Bodhisattva.
"I can't predict your fate." The clay bodhisattva sighed. Even he, the clay bodhisattva, could not predict fate. This was the first one!
"Can't deduce it?" Shen Feng was stunned. However, on second thought, he did not belong to this world. To the Heavenly Dao, he was an anomaly. It was normal that he could not calculate it.
However, it was precisely because of this that it was more interesting. The unknown represented infinite possibilities. Thinking of this, Shen Feng laughed out loud." It seems that even the heavens know that my life is in my own hands. Mud Bodhisattva, thank you. In the future, if you have any problems, you can come and find me."”
A few days later, Shen Feng appeared on a small village road and left the Nameless Mountain. Shen Feng entered the martial world and heard many interesting things about it. However, most of them were Xiong Ba's two disciples, Bu Jingyun, the God of Death, and Nie Feng, the God of Wind.
"The World Association will handle matters. Move aside, move aside!”As Shen Feng walked, a group of people riding horses charged over. The person in the lead was wearing a red cape, had curly hair, and had sharp eyebrows. His face was as cold as ice.
There was only one person in the martial world who could dress like this, and that was the God of Death, Bu Jingyun.
"Get lost!" A member of the World Association saw that Shen Feng was unmoved. He waved his long whip and bit Shen Feng like a snake.
"The reputation of the World Association is indeed well-deserved. A mere sect member dares to be so impudent.”Facing the long whip, Shen Feng's expression did not change. He reached out and grabbed the long whip.
In the next moment, Shen Feng exerted force and directly pulled the sect member who was holding the long whip up. He kicked out, and a shadow of a leg flashed, sending the World Association member flying.
"Yo!"
Shen Feng blocked the way. The people of the World Association pulled the horses. Beside Bu Jingyun, a middle-aged warrior holding a saber shouted," Who are you? How dare you stop the World Association from doing things!"”
"What big words. Since when did the Great Dao become the World Association's?”Shen Feng sneered.
"How dare you look down on the World Association!”The saber-wielding martial artist snorted coldly, but his gaze was directed at the indifferent youth at the side.
"Xue Antian, you're talking more and more nonsense. Don't tell me you want me to do it myself?”Bu Jingyun said coldly.
"Understood, Young Master." Xue Antian, the warrior wielding the saber, looked at Shen Feng with a gloomy expression.
"State your name. I, Xue Antian, don't kill nameless people!”
" Fire Cloud Evil God Divine Blade!"
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