Star Iron: Maple of Reincarnation

In the Shen Ce Mansion, Fu Xuan quickly reviewed the pile of documents, and her third eye was always paying attention to the movements around her. She knew very well that there was a Sui Yang named Xi Zhao coming towards her.

Originally, Sui Yang was going to go to Taibusi, but for some reason, he turned around and stared at Fu Xuan. This is the result of the divination. Could it be that Qingque's mood is not delicious, and my mood is sweeter?

The surrounding cloud riders were ready to fight. Of course, the leak of the years could not be announced to the entire Luofu, otherwise it would definitely cause panic. After all, the horror of the years was still vivid in the minds of many people in the immortal boat. This was also the reason why the Ten Kings needed help from the General's Mansion to put out the fire with the most thunderous means.

If the Shen Ce Mansion wasn't so busy, Fu Xuan would definitely be worried about Mo Feng. After all, Fu Xuan himself was facing a calamity, while Mo Feng was facing a death calamity.

But Fu Xuan knew very well that the help from others was just a drop in the bucket when it came to death. But he couldn't let it go, even though Mo Feng was now the number one person in Luofu and could call himself a hunting envoy, he was just much weaker than other envoys.

And now, she has to face her own disaster.

The rhino photo...is coming...

This kind of intangible and intangible thing is useless no matter how many Cloud Riders there are. Only Fu Xuan can observe a few with the Dharma Eye on her forehead. She ordered the Cloud Riders to disperse and move forward.

"General..." Yunqi didn't know what Fu Xuan meant, and walked slowly towards the door.

"All of you, get out of my way. You are no match for this kind of creature. I want to see if you are worthy of commanding me. Come on, Xizhao." Fu Xuan said fiercely, "Aren't you coming for me?"

A wisp of green fireworks appeared and drilled into Fu Xuan's brain.

So that's it - Fu Xuan immediately understood why it came to him. It thought Fu Xuan and himself were of the same kind. Both were abandoned by fate.

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This is... Fu Xuan opened his eyes again. The surrounding scene was so familiar. Wasn't this the Yuque Immortal Boat? Was he back to his childhood? It was like a dream. The dreamer didn't realize that he was dreaming. The same was true for Fu Xuan now.

The one standing in front of her was the master with the broken arm. He was writing something at his desk. When he saw Fu Xuan, he smiled kindly and said, "Xuan'er, pour tea for me."

It seemed like an instinctive reaction reflected in her bones. Fu Xuan subconsciously poured tea for her mentor just like when she was a child. Because his hands were not very convenient, the work of pouring tea was done by her, the disciple.

Speaking of his broken arm, it is also a proof of his resistance to fate. In the past, he did not believe in fate and wanted to try to go against it, but he did not follow the instructions from divination, and the result was that his arm was broken.

During the debate between Fu Xuan and him, this broken arm was the most frequently cited example.

Whenever he mentioned this example, Fu Xuan would be speechless. After all, facts speak louder than words, and those who defy fate will pay a price. There is only one way to the future from beginning to end.

After that, the memories zoomed in and out, and scenes flowed one after another, including the disaster of Fang Hu in the Third Abundant Citizen War, the betrayal that almost killed him, and the destruction of his family by the explosion of the star core...

Every bit of sadness was dug out and chewed over and over again, and those sensitive nerves were dug out and trampled on repeatedly.

"Isn't fate unique from beginning to end? Fu Xuan, you and I are destined to fail." Xizhao's voice echoed in the corridor of Fu Xuan's memories, "If that's the case, why should we fight so hard?"

Every frame of the past images shown by Fu Xuan seemed to remind him of the correctness of his theory.

Fighting against fate, being defeated by fate, and then exiling oneself. Completing one absurd and pathetic dream after another, repeating mechanical things again and again.

Years are also living beings. They like to absorb the emotions of their own kind. Fu Xuan’s emotions are so delicious.

"So? What do you want to express? Are you trying to say that no matter how hard we struggle, we are just chess pieces on the chessboard of fate following a predetermined route?" Fu Xuan asked.

"Isn't it? On this chessboard of life's destiny, no matter how we go, we will eventually return to the original route. Fighting against fate will only lead to failure." Xizhao said, "Look, you still killed your mentor. This is fate that cannot be changed. There is only one way to the future."

"Oh, maybe." Fu Xuan said calmly.

"You admitted it? Then why aren't you sad?" Xizhao asked in disbelief.

"Fate is the only thing. I don't want to get involved in whether it's right or wrong. Maybe it's right, maybe it's wrong, it doesn't matter." Fu Xuan said calmly, "What's important is how you look at it."

"You will die in the end, and die miserably. I saw it all - so will I. I will not be able to escape the fate of being reduced to ashes and swallowed up in the end. We are the same kind of creatures. We are a complete tragedy. I saw it all." Xizhao said.

"Don't confuse me with you." Fu Xuan said, "Even if I die, I won't regret it. At least I will live well in the present, and you - shut up."

"What? How?"

"You think you are the same as me because you peeked into my memory. But what did you see? Have you seen the reason why I want to live a good life now? People always have to find a goal to live. What the master found is the ideal he believes in, which is also the lofty ideal of Xianzhou - to kill the ancestor of the plague. I am selfish and now I just want to spend the rest of my life with him." Fu Xuan said, "And you, you self-righteous guy, you'd better get back to your furnace."

"What will happen if Mo Feng dies? You will die miserably in the end! Isn't this a tragedy?" Xizhao still refused to give up. It found Fu Xuan because it felt that Fu Xuan felt the same as itself, a discarded child of fate.

If it was the self-exiled Fu Xuan from before, perhaps he would really be persuaded.

But now Fu Xuan just felt that Sui Yang was so noisy.

"If I die, I die. At least I was happy. I can think about the future later. What's important is the present. You will never understand that even if I died fighting against fate, I died for happiness, not giving up on myself because of tragedy, what a pathetic creature."

The conversation is over.

The entire space shattered.

Then Fu Xuan's consciousness completely returned to reality. Many cloud riders surrounded him. This was the order Fu Xuan had given before. If there was anything wrong, they should control themselves.

Yan Qing was also here, leading the elite cloud riders to control herself was more than enough. After all, without the God Lord, she was just a fate walker who patrolled the fate. Although her ability was among the best, she was not like Mo Feng who fought on the battlefield.

Facing the Cloud Cavalry led by Yan Qing, he couldn't even fight against so many people alone.

But now, Fu Xuan knew he had won.

A ball of flame floated in the air in disappointment: "Yes, you are right, I am different from you. I cannot understand you, I will be reduced to ashes..."

The judge of the Ten Kings Division was also nearby, and he controlled Xi Zhao with a special gourd device. After Xi Zhao failed to seize Fu Xuan's body, he seemed to have completely lost the consciousness of resistance and wanted to let fate play with him. The plan to capture Xi Zhao went exceptionally smoothly.

"General, are you okay?" Yan Qing asked.

"What can I do? You should go and support General Mo Feng. I'm afraid he is facing a much more difficult situation than I do." Fu Xuan shook his head and said.

There is still some stamina in the possession of another's body. If it were Fu Xuan before, it is possible that he would have been possessed successfully.

The dangers of Suiyang are obvious.

"Yes - take care, General -" Yan Qing set off immediately.

At this time, Fu Xuan also made a divination for Mo Feng: gold and fire are incomplete, water and soil are prosperous, which is ominous and a bad sign.

Very bad—nine deaths with no chance of survival.

"Ah——" Fu Xuan sighed.

He is Mo Feng. He has been through so many hardships, how could he fall down before dawn...