"Do you have a way to become a great fatalism?" Chen Yang was not surprised.

Mrs. Honglian said, "Little fatalism has been refined by you. As long as the old man grasps your little fatalism, then the old man can hide the sky and cross the sea and practice the big fatalism."

Chen Yang was shocked. He immediately asked the wise monk and said, "Is that OK?"

The wise monk's mouth was filled with bitter water and said, "In theory, it is indeed possible."

Chen Yang was silent.

The wise monk said, "Amitabha Buddha, Taoist friends, poor monks are supposed to help you. But I didn't expect to put you...