Fighter of the Destiny

Xuanyuan Po walked in with a food tray. Now the Baicao Garden was empty, and there was no one to deliver food. The National Education Academy had to start its own meal. In the first few days, unfortunately, the person responsible for cooking was this person. A demon boy.

The starlight filtered in from the library window, and it was very light, just like the food he cooked today.

At noon, Jin Yulu tasted it and told them that they didn't have to wait for him to eat in the future.

Tang Sanliu put down his chopsticks, looked at him and said seriously: "Did you forget to add salt again?"

Chen Changsheng looked at him, smiled, and said, "As you often say, this topic is too abrupt."

Tang Sanshiliu said without changing his expression: "That's because your request is too much."

After finishing dinner indifferently, the three of them began to walk around the lake in the National Education College. They could faintly see the light coming from the newly built hut at the gate of the courtyard, and with it, there was a very fragrant smell of roast chicken. , and a few wisps of wine aroma.

Smelling the aroma, Tang Sanliu was very envious of Jin Yulu's dinner, and suggested that they all take out from tomorrow. Anyway, he and Chen Changsheng were not short of money. No matter how much Xuanyuan Po could eat, he would not be able to deplete them. Xuanyuan Po was a little tempted by this, but Chen Changsheng clearly expressed his opposition - the takeaway food was heavy in oil and salt, which was not good for health. Although the food cooked by Xuanyuan Po had no taste, it did not lack any nutrition.

Tang Sanliu and Xuanyuan Po were already accustomed to Chen Changsheng's rigorous and even somewhat strict living habits. They shook their heads to express regret and did not bother to argue with him. The three of them continued walking around the lake until the night got deeper and the water fell on the lake. Countless stars.

The branches of the big banyan tree stretch out to the lake, swaying gently in the night wind, as if they are trying to pick up the stars.

Chen Changsheng looked at this scene and thought of Luo Luo.

It had only been two days since they were separated, and he already missed her very much. He didn't know how happy she was in the palace annex. Who was she studying and practicing with? Have you broken through the zhenqi barrier in the left second radial vein, or have you...remembered this pond and the big banyan tree beside it?

Tang Sanliu and Xuanyuan Po smelled the fragrance wafting from the concierge and thought of Luo Luo.

There is no Luoluo, there is no one in the Baicao Garden, there are no various delicacies, there is no good-looking little girl, it is disappointing to see His Highness, it is very troublesome to face so many troubles, when will you come back? Come back quickly, your husband really can't hold on any longer.

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After the walk, Tang Sanshiliu was about to go for a stroll on the street, but he saw Chen Changsheng walking into the library and sitting down on the floor. He was about to start meditating. Xuanyuan Po also started talking to the big trees by the lake. Competing, I can't help but feel a little ashamed.

He thought for a while, walked to sit opposite Chen Changsheng, closed his eyes and rested, put his hands casually on his knees, palms facing the starry sky, and began to meditate.

He didn't know how much time had passed. He opened his eyes and quietly savored the flow of true energy in his meridians. Using his spiritual consciousness as his sight, he carefully observed the situation in the inner palace. This was called Vipassana. As he continued to watch, he could faintly see a faint glint in his eyes.

Vipassana meditation can be reflected in the form, which proves that he has reached the upper state of sitting and reflecting. The sixteen-year-old Zizhao Shangjing, whether it is Tiandao Academy, Lishan Sword Sect or any other sect, will definitely be the target of key training, but now he can only study by himself in the National Education Academy.

Tang Thirty-Six naturally has no regrets, but without the guidance of a teacher, his cultivation progress will inevitably be affected, and his confidence in breaking through will be seriously weakened.

At this moment, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes. Tang Thirty-Six looked at him, thinking that if you can teach His Highness Luoluo, I will condescend to you. Why not ask you to teach me? While he was still thinking about it, his voice had already sounded, asking several practice questions that had troubled him for many days.

Chen Changsheng thought seriously for a long time, and then said: "...I don't understand."

Tang Thirty-Six was a little annoyed and said: "You have solved such a difficult subject as the demon clan's movement of true energy... If it weren't for His Highness Luo Luo and Jin Changshi, I bet you would have been sent by His Majesty the White Emperor at this time. I was kidnapped to the Red River, but you couldn’t explain my problem?"

"The demon clan has a special physique, and His Highness Luoluo is even more special. But just because he is special, I can think of some methods... Because I have been studying meridians for many years, but your question involves sitting and observing. I can’t sit down and meditate on the specific method, how can I get started?”

Chen Changsheng looked at him and said: "I don't think you should be in such a hurry. You have already reached the upper state of sitting at such a young age, and are very close to the threshold of the Netherworld. You just need to follow the trend and cultivate, and there will always be a chance. You can achieve a breakthrough in one day, so it’s best not to lose your mind.”

"It has nothing to do with the imperial examination."

Tang Sanliu looked at his eyes and knew that he had misunderstood something. He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the countless stars in the night sky, and after a moment of silence he said: "Cultivation is like sailing against the current. The further you go, the worse you get." It’s difficult, I have now reached the level of sitting in the photo, which is pretty good by any means, but... that threshold is too difficult to cross.”

Chen Changsheng remained silent.

When he was at the old temple in Xining Town, he didn't know anything about cultivation. Now he has been studying at the National Education Academy for half a year. He knows what Tang Sanliu wants to say, but he has not been able to even succeed in cleansing the marrow now. From that day The arrival of is still far away, so I have never thought about it seriously.

The further you go in your practice, the more difficult and dangerous it becomes. From sitting and observing yourself to entering the tranquility, the threshold is the first high mountain. Every time you break through in practice, you are climbing steeper and steeper mountains. The most people fell in front of the first mountain, because the practitioners at that time were inexperienced.

Countless years ago, the Book of Heaven came to the world, people's wisdom was opened, and humans began to practice. Over the long years, countless geniuses emerged. In their youth or even childhood, they could easily cleanse the marrow and even sit in meditation, but in the end they fell in front of the Netherworld. , taking life as the price of progress.

Those geniuses who once attracted as much attention as Tang Thirty-Six, or the names on the Qingyun List, have not crossed that threshold. After their death, they will be forgotten by the people on the mainland in a short time. Replaced by new teenagers.

Why Qiu Shanjun, Xu Yourong, Gou Hanshi, and earlier Mo Yu, Tianhai Shengxue and others are regarded as real geniuses, and even looked at with special eyes by the powerful seniors, who are completely different from other practitioners, is because they At a very young age, he broke through to the Netherworld Realm.

These people have crossed the threshold with the highest failure rate and the highest mortality rate. Although in the long years of practice, they may still fall at the foot of peaks such as the Star-Gathering Middle Realm and turn into a ray of soul, but Their possibility of becoming truly strong is already countless times higher than others.

Tang Sanshiliu didn't want to die, let alone be forgotten. In order to break through the Zuozhao realm, to win next year's imperial examination, and to continue moving forward on the Qingyun Ranking, he would stay away from his hometown and come to Kyoto. Entered Tiandao Academy to study.

Only academies and sects with profound and truly powerful foundations like Tiandaoyuan and Lishan Sword Sect can maximize the success rate of their disciples when breaking through.

Now, he dropped out of Tiandao Academy and came to the National Education Academy, where there are only students and no teachers. Who can help him?

Although Jin Changshi is powerful, he practices demon clan skills, so it is difficult to help him.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time and said, "If you trust me, or I can learn to see if I can find any way to help you."

Tang Sanshiliu forced a smile and said, "Are you planning to use me as a test subject?"

"Unwilling to accept?" Chen Changsheng asked with a smile.

Tang Sanshiliu said: "I am very courageous."

Chen Changsheng said: "I think you have great confidence in me."

Tang Sanshiliu was speechless and said, "If I remember correctly, you haven't even succeeded in cleansing the marrow, right?"

There is no need to remember this kind of thing, you can know it just by looking at it.

Chen Changsheng's hands and hair exposed outside his sleeves are no different from ordinary people. Ordinary can't be more ordinary. If you cut his wrist with a not-sharp knife, a thin red line will definitely appear. , the blood will flow out later.

"I don't understand why either."

For half a year, he meditated every night, using starlight to cleanse his marrow. Even though all the steps were correct, there was no effect at all. Even though he was as determined as he was, he would inevitably get tired sometimes. He looked at the stars outside the window, shook his head and said, "Maybe it's true. It’s a question of talent.”

After listening to him tell all the details of how to use starlight to cleanse his marrow, Tang Sanliu reached out to hold his wrist, closed his eyes, and used his true energy to carefully sense the situation in his body, and found that nothing could be detected in his body. Xinghui couldn't help but feel puzzled.

He had always believed that Chen Changsheng was a real genius. After learning about Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's engagement, this view became even more firm. He could not figure out how the genius he was sure of could have problems with his cultivation talent. How could it be possible that even the marrow cleansing could not be successful?

"Or, it's a problem with the meridians."

A voice sounded at the door of the library. Jin Yulu walked in, glanced at Chen Changsheng, and said: "We monsters also need to bathe in the starlight to practice, but because the meridians are different from humans, the methods are different. I wonder if your situation may be similar."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said, "Yes, there are some problems with my meridians."

Tang Sanshiliu was slightly surprised and asked, "You were still talking about talent earlier."

"Meridians are innate, and naturally they are also a type of talent."

Chen Changsheng didn't explain too specifically, because it involved his biggest secret. If Tang Sanliu asked, he didn't know how to answer. The shadow brought too much pressure on people, and he knew very well that he was unwilling to let it go. Others bear it together.

Jin Yulu looked at him quietly and suddenly said: "The way of heaven is never fair."

Yes, the way of heaven has always been extremely fair and extremely unfair. It damages more than it can make up for, and the seven-character way makes up for everything.

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(Tomorrow I will start the first major project of Zetianji, revising and re-updating and uploading. The former has basically been completed, because I have been writing and revising for the past two months. The latter cruel task will be left to my wife. Okay, I would like to express my solemn thanks to classmate jiangbayx. I will see you tomorrow and will continue to thank you then. The chapter title is naturally a famous saying from the football world. I just don’t want to be too enthusiastic, so I have cooled myself down a lot in the text. Don’t be cold, everyone. Remember to vote!)