Going against the Heavenly Dao?!
Chatting with Ling Yun?
Ling Yun couldn't help but smile after hearing Mo Wudao's words. He was a great cultivator who had reached the late stages of the Tribulation Passing stage. He was only one step away from passing the terrifying Heavenly Tribulation and ascending to the Celestial Realm!
No one knew the Dao better than Ling Yun when it came to chatting!
It was a pity that Ling Yun didn't cultivate the Heavenly Dao, but the Dao of the Heart. It was about following one's heart and being invincible!
My fate is up to me, not the heavens!
However, Mo Wudao was just a Mao Mountain Daoist, yet he dared to stand here and discuss the Dao with Ling Yun. He even pointed out Ling Yun's faults. This made Ling Yun look up to him.
Seeing Mo Wudao so angry that his hair was about to explode, Ling Yun couldn't help but find it funny. He smirked and asked lightly, "Oh? The things that I did? What are those things? "
Mo Wudao seemed to be very anxious. He thought hard for a moment and said with wide eyes, "I heard that you saved many people who were about to die? Am I right? "
Ling Yun nodded. He had saved many people who were destined to die. Every one of them had been snatched back from the jaws of death and pulled back from the gates of hell.
"That's right. Since I know how to treat illnesses, is it wrong to treat and save people? With my medical skills, am I supposed to watch patients die in front of me? "
Ling Yun asked Mo Wudao with a smile.
Mo Wu Dao was rendered speechless by Ling Yun. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he felt that he couldn't refute Ling Yun's words. He snorted and said to Ling Yun, "I also heard that just half a month ago, you gave five hundred thousand yuan to each of your classmates out of kindness? Is that right?! "
Ling Yun nodded again. "That's right. After my classmates heard about what happened to me, they braved the storm and came. They were all drenched and dared to challenge the head of the Jiangnan Province's Education Department. It wouldn't be right if I didn't show my support."
Mo Wudao gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Yun as though he was looking at a monster. He shook his head and said, "It's not wrong to show your support, but you've shown too much! Five hundred thousand yuan for each of a hundred people. How many families have you changed?! "
Ling Yun nodded. "Maybe."
"Alright, let's not talk about this for now. You've just passed the Heavenly Tribulation, and you've generously tipped more than a hundred families a million dollars just by going out. I'm sure you understand what that means!" Mo Wudao was even more furious at Ling Yun's nonchalant attitude.
Ling Yun laughed heartily. "Of course I understand. These families can at least escape poverty. From now on, their lives will be better than before. Is it wrong to be generous and help the needy?"
He choked Mo Wudao once again.
Mo Wu Dao looked at Ling Yun in front of him and felt that Ling Yun was hopeless. He suddenly stomped his feet and roared, "But Ling Yun, do you know that everyone's fate is predetermined by the heavens? Some people are meant to experience hardship and poverty in their lives, but you've forcefully changed their fate. They may be living comfortably now, but the heavens will put all the blame on you!"
"Also, you used your medical skills to save those who were destined to die. Their lifespans were supposed to be that long. But you used your medical skills to save them from the hands of the Grim Reaper and let them live on …"
Hearing this, Ling Yun's slightly curled lips gradually drooped down. His eyes also became extremely serious and dignified.
Was Mo Wudao right?
Of course he was.
To ordinary people, when they heard about Mo Wudao's mysterious and profound Yang Life Limit and Life's Destiny, perhaps they would just laugh indifferently, thinking that these were just superstitious words of a swindler. Or they might even scoff at it and oppose it.
But Ling Yun knew that Mo Wudao was not only right, but extremely right!
Because if there were no such things, what was the point of fortune-telling? Feng Shui, divination, and so on would all lose their reason to exist!
If there was no fate, there would naturally be no need for fortune-telling. If fortune-telling was inaccurate, it would have been extinct a long time ago. It definitely wouldn't have developed to where it was today!
For example, some people were born into a wealthy family. They were born with luxurious clothes and food. They had everything they needed and lived a carefree life …
Some people, however, were born into poverty. They were so poor that they couldn't even fill their stomachs. They couldn't even walk out of that ravine. They were born there and died there. They didn't even know what the outside world was like …
This was the fate of birth.
Some people were born healthy and strong like a bull. They ate, drank, and gambled, but they could still live to the age of eighty. Some people were born weak and sickly. They could even die young before they reached a few years old. Even if they could maintain their lives, they would be plagued with illnesses and torment …
This was the fate of the body.
Some people could become the richest man in the world. Some people could become the monarch of a country. Some people could be famous throughout the world …
However, there were even more people who lived their entire lives in poverty. They were mediocre and did nothing in their lives. From birth to death, only a few people knew who they were …
This was the fate of fortune.
Wait wait wait, why were there billions of people in the world? Everyone's origin, body, and fate were different? Why was this so?
If one were to say that there wasn't some sort of principle controlling all of this, then it would be too domineering and arbitrary.
Ling Yun was naturally clear about this. Therefore, he didn't need Mo Wudao to remind him. His heart was like a mirror, clearer than anyone else.
This was also why Ling Yun would occasionally look at the sky with a special sense of awe and respect …
Because he had no choice but to accept it. If the heavens wanted to strike him, he could only endure it, right?
Heavenly Dao, where was the Heavenly Dao? It couldn't be seen or touched. It was illusory.
Ling Yun waved his hand and interrupted Mo Wudao's roar. He smiled faintly and said, "Mo Wudao, I completely understand what you mean."
"But have you ever thought about it? Who can say that my changing of these people's fates isn't within the rules of the Heavenly Dao?"
"What if I say that the rules of the Heavenly Dao allow me to change their fates in this way?"
Mo Wu Dao was stumped by Ling Yun's question. Since Ling Yun existed in this world, and he was a living being, who could say that it wasn't part of the Heavenly Dao's rules if he wanted to do something, no matter how bizarre or ridiculous it was?
"Uh …"
Mo Wudao was flabbergasted. He raised his hand and scratched his head, unable to react for a moment.
Tang Meng and the rest stood at the side and listened to Ling Yun and Mo Wudao's discussion. Even though they didn't understand much, they still seemed to be thinking about it.
However, Tang Meng was bored after sitting there for half a day. He decided to play with his phone, lit a cigarette, and puffed out a cloud of smoke.
Mo Wudao stood there and thought about it very seriously. Suddenly, he said, "Alright, I admit that I can't refute what you said."
"But you've changed the lifespan of so many people all of a sudden. You've made so many people gain so much money for nothing. The sufferings that these people should have gone through are all gone. God will definitely count this on your head!"
"When other people's lifespans increase, God will deduct from your lifespan. God will let you experience the suffering that others should have experienced, but didn't. God will let you experience it, let you experience it!"
"You can't not admit what I said, right?"
Mo Wu Dao spoke eloquently because this was a taboo when it came to fortune-telling. There was a saying that Heaven's Will couldn't be revealed. Mo Wu Dao was very careful even when he was fortune-telling. He would say what he should say and not say what he shouldn't. Of course, he knew how much Ling Yun's actions would affect and change Ling Yun's fate!
After listening, Ling Yun finally smiled. He smiled very happily and very calmly. He stood up slowly.
"Thank you for your reminder. I completely admit what you said. Because I knew it all along. "
Mo Wudao was stunned.
He was stunned for a while before saying in shock, "Since you knew it all along, why did you still do all these things? Weren't you afraid of … "
Retribution? Being struck by lightning?
Mo Wudao didn't continue speaking. He only stared at Ling Yun with a pair of bright eyes, waiting to see what he had to say.
The corner of Ling Yun's mouth curled up slightly. He raised his hand to the back of his head and looked at Mo Wudao. "There's one thing that I have to remind you of."
"Firstly, my lifespan will be very long. Secondly, I'm not afraid of suffering because I've experienced enough. It's definitely more than you can imagine."
While Mo Wudao was still in a daze, Ling Yun reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
"So, I'm not afraid of God deducting my lifespan. I don't care if he adds all the suffering that others have to go through on my head."
"Treating illnesses and saving people, helping people out of trouble, helping people out of trouble, these are all good deeds. Since I'm doing good deeds, I'm happy. As long as I'm happy, I don't care about reincarnation!"
Mo Wudao's body trembled. Even his Taoist robe fluttered.
He looked at Ling Yun in shock and asked blankly, "You … you want to go against the heavens?"
Ling Yun chuckled. Cultivation was originally a heaven-defying act, why would there be a need to go against it …
He smiled and asked, "The heavens are heartless, treating all living things like dogs. Can't I go against the heavens? "
Finally, under the shocked gazes of Mo Wudao, Tang Meng, Tie Xiaohu, and Wang Feihu, Ling Yun's tall body suddenly straightened. His lips curled into a cold smile as he said proudly, "My fate is up to me, not the heavens!"
F * ck!
If Ling Yun didn't even dare to do what he wanted to do, then what was the point of him cultivating?
My fate is up to me, not the heavens. This one sentence caused Mo Wudao to swallow back all the words he wanted to say. He was dumbfounded for a long while before he finally managed to say two words, "Lunatic …"
Ling Yun ignored him and said with a cold smile, "I treat illnesses and save people. I'm generous because I'm happy. I'm willing to do it. Why would I care about whether the heavens allow it or not?
"I've cultivated so hard. If I can't even do what I want to do and have to listen to the heavens, then I might as well close my eyes and wait for death. Then, I'll just wait for my next life!"
Mo Wudao was completely speechless. His face was full of shock. He clenched his teeth and said, "F * ck, you're really awesome!"
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