Fighter of the Destiny

The rest of the people did not pick up the string of stone beads, even though they knew it was the Heavenly Book Stele.

The reason why Xu Yourong placed her hopes on him must be because Chen Changsheng often mentioned himself.

But he had no way to enter Zhou Garden.

But he knew that Chen Changsheng would not want to see him appear.

If he really encounters a danger that cannot be solved, Chen Changsheng will naturally come out of Zhou Garden.

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The white grass path is straight and long. Walking on it, you will experience extremely short seasonal changes.

It didn't take long for Chen Changsheng to experience spring, summer, autumn and winter, and crash into the crazy blizzard.

He kept running towards the other end of the wind and snow, his face paler than the snow.

The temple deep in the wind and snow has turned into a small black spot and is burning.

There are temples every ten miles along the White Grass Road, there are temples every hundred miles, and there are temples every thousand miles.

Chen Changsheng and Shang Xingzhou met three times, respectively in these three temples.

No matter whether he went into the temple to hide or not, he would always be discovered.

Perhaps it was because the place where their master and apprentice spent the longest time together was the old temple in Xining Town.

Three short and dangerous encounters made Chen Changsheng's injuries become more serious.

Some monsters with relatively low intelligence and high ambition could not help but show up to help Chen Changsheng, but were cut into pieces by Shang Xingzhou's Dao sword.

The sea of ​​grass in those areas was completely dyed red with animal blood, and the scene looked very bloody.

Even though the situation was so dangerous, Chen Changsheng still had no intention of leaving Zhou Garden.

Leaving on your own and trapping Shang Xingzhou in Zhou Garden is not an option, because that is not a battle.

And when he opens the space channel, it is very likely that the opponent will seize the opportunity.

For this reason, he didn't even try to use the Zhouyuan rules for space transfer.

More importantly, all the preparations he made to defeat Shang Xingzhou were in Zhou Yuan.

During these days of quiet contemplation in the palace, he prepared a lot.

It's just that those methods are based on his ability to draw a sword.

As soon as he entered Zhou Garden, all his swords were gone. What could he do?

When will he stop escaping like this?

Or where exactly is he going?

The snow falling in the sea of ​​grass suddenly became a little darker.

That's because of the change in skylight.

A huge shadow covered the road and wilderness ahead.

Chen Changsheng was like a wisp of smoke, coming out of the wind and snow, rushing towards the depths of the shadows.

Zhou Ling is there.

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The soles of the boots left slight depressions on the rough bluestone surface, and spiderweb-like cracks could be seen faintly on the edges.

The howling cold wind moved his clothes, as straight as the light of a knife.

Chen Changsheng kept flying and soon reached the middle section of Zhou Tomb, the end of the familiar tomb passage.

There used to be a green tree named Tonggong here.

He and Xu Yourong faced the golden-winged roc awakened by Nan Ke, as well as the terrifying beast tide.

Jianchi woke up.

A thousand swords will make a dragon.

The story of the past has not passed for too long, but it already feels like a world away.

The golden-winged roc absorbs the essence of heaven and earth in the hometown of the Xiuling tribe, waiting for true maturity.

Nan Ke listened to the sound of swords every night in Lishan to clear his mind, not knowing when he would truly wake up.

The monsters have lived a wonderful life for several years, and I wonder if they can continue after today.

There is only one opponent he has today, and he is no less terrifying, or even more terrifying.

The gravel on the edge of the altar was blown up by the wind and stopped only when it touched the edge of the cloth shoes.

Shang Xingzhou looked at Zhou Ling, and the expression on his face finally changed.

"I don't know what you have in store here."

He said to Chen Changsheng: "But as I said at the beginning, there are no miracles."

Chen Changsheng said: "I thought it was a miracle that someone like Zhou Dufu appeared under the starry sky."

No matter how future generations evaluate Zhou Du|fu, many people will agree with him.

The strongest person under the starry sky, truly invincible in the world, is of course a miracle.

Upon hearing this, Shang Xingzhou was quiet for a while, and then laughed.

"Do you know why Wang Zhice doesn't like me, but is willing to help me?"

He looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "Do you know why the old people of our generation can scheming, plotting, and scheming with each other, but when facing foreign enemies, or being forced to the end? , but will they show a unified will to the outside world?”

Chen Changsheng said: "Because of your common experience."

Shang Xingzhou said calmly: "Yes, because we once had a common enemy."

Chen Changsheng said: "I used to think they were demons."

Shang Xingzhou said: "The existence of the demons is of course a reason for unity, but the more important thing is that person."

Chen Changsheng said: "I don't quite understand."

Shang Xingzhou said: "Because that person made us see ourselves and each other clearly. From then on, we can be honest and trust each other."

Chen Changsheng said: "See clearly what you want?"

Shang Xingzhou said: "At the same time, we should see clearly how ugly our true thoughts are, because after all, it is a shameless thing."

Chen Changsheng understood and could only remain silent.

Shang Xingzhou said calmly: "You also killed Zhou once, but compared with us back then, it was just child's play."

The person Chen Changsheng wanted to kill was Zhou Tong.

Back then, those people killed Zhou Du|husband.

"If he is a miracle, shouldn't we who killed him be the real miracles?"

Shang Xingzhou's eyes were cold, as if he were looking at a dead person.

Many years ago, that person was killed by them, not to mention Chen Changsheng.

The most famous and longest-running mystery of thousands of years is finally solved in this moment.

Many people's guesses, a long-lasting topic in teahouses and restaurants, were finally confirmed at this moment.

There is no doubt that this is the world's deepest secret.

Chen Changsheng was very calm.

He looked at Shang Xingzhou and asked, "How can you be sure that he is really dead?"

This is the tomb of Zhou Du|fu.

He asked this question while standing in front of the mausoleum door.

It felt like I was asking the question on behalf of the person in the tomb.

The cold wind stirred the gravel in the wilderness, making a sound that seemed to have a sense of time.

Shang Xingzhou's eyes narrowed.

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(The illness is a bit annoying. Try your best to recover as soon as possible. Just like in the past year, I wish everyone good health again.)