In reality, Marshal Tian Peng had already received considerable help from Sect Master Tongtian in the Heavenly Palace.
He simply had not expected that, after calculating his fate at this moment, he would still end up in this Ten Thousand Feet of Red Dust. He had probably become that pig-headed fellow again!
Three parts were fated by Heaven, and seven parts depended on hard work.
Sect Master Tongtian suddenly remembered these lyrics, but then felt they were not quite right.
In reality, it should have been the reverse: seven parts were fated by Heaven, and three parts depended on hard work!
Some people only had to be born into the right family, and they had already reached a height in the womb that others could not reach even after several lifetimes!
Their starting point was the endpoint others could never reach...
So being born into the right family was a technical skill, but it was impossible to control that skill oneself. It all depended on Heaven's Will.
At the entrance to Gao Family Village, two burly young men who looked extremely tough were patrolling and standing guard.
When they saw the two men and one horse approaching, perhaps because Sect Master Tongtian's appearance was rather disheveled, they immediately became wary.
They already had their sabers in hand, ready to draw them at any moment!
"Benefactors, this humble monk greets you!"
Jiang Liuer once again put on the bearing of an enlightened monk and began with a formal salutation.
His palms pressed together, his countenance solemn and dignified.
"My Buddha is Merciful, Save All Sentient Beings!"
"This humble monk is Tang Sanzang, from the Eastern Lands of Great Tang. I have undertaken this journey to the Western Pure Land to seek the three thousand true scriptures—oh, dear!"
"Passing through your noble