Fighter of the Destiny

Xun Mei looked at Chen Changsheng and shook his head and said: "It's just that your true energy is so weak, but you can actually get the top spot? It's really inferior to every generation."

Everyone knew that this year's imperial examination was a big year, and the competition was much more fierce than in previous years. Chen Changsheng didn't react at all, but Tang Sanliu didn't.

"Even if Tianji Pavilion were to comment, this year's imperial examination would be better than that of our predecessors," he said.

Xun Mei's expression suddenly became a little lonely, and she said: "I don't know who will participate this year, but in my year... two people did not participate."

Tang Sanshiliu was slightly startled, thinking of the two names that were once as famous as Xun Mei, he had to admit that this statement made sense.

If those two people had participated in that year's imperial examination, then even if Qiu Shanjun and Xu Yourong came, this year's imperial examination would not be comparable to that year's imperial examination.

After saying this, Xun Mei's mood obviously fluctuated. She ignored the three teenagers, walked to a stone in the courtyard and sat down, looking at the Mausoleum of the Book of Heaven in a daze.

Chen Changsheng looked at the back of this senior and felt a little emotional. During the day, Tang Sanshiliu told him that some cultivators would observe the monuments in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books for many years. He did not expect to see one in person so soon. However, this person had been observing the monuments in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books for thirty-seven years. If you don't reveal it, there must be something hidden.

Thinking of this, he felt that the senior's figure was becoming more and more desolate, and he couldn't bear to disturb him anymore, so he stretched out his hand to stop Tang Sanliu who wanted to continue asking questions.

Tang Sanshiliu asked slightly, "What's wrong?"

Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked seriously: "Have you eaten?"

Only then did Tang Thirty-Six remember this most important thing. He felt hunger coming over him like a tide, and said weakly, "No."

Chen Changsheng brought him into the house, brought out the leftover salted fish, made a bowl of leftover rice with hot tea, and said, "We've run out of vegetables, so we'll make do with some."

"Is this edible? Is this edible? What does it mean to be a general? The vegetables are gone, and you ask me to pretend to be tea? Can it have the same taste?"

Tang Sanshiliu picked out a piece of tea leaf that had been soaked until it turned black with chopsticks, and said angrily.

Chen Changsheng ignored him and used the starlight to find the oil lamp. After wiping it carefully, he lit the lamp cord and the dim light illuminated the room.

The table was also illuminated. Tang Sanliu buried his head in the bowl and kept eating. There were already many fish bones in front of the bowl.

Looking at this scene, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but think, what would the girls in Kyoto Academy who admired Tang Sanliu think if they saw his eating statue?

Of course, Zhe Xiu would not watch Tang Sanliu eat. He looked at Xun Mei sitting on the stone outside the house and said, "I didn't expect the rumors to be true."

Chen Changsheng said: "I heard from Tang Sanliu that there should be many such people in the Tomb of Heaven's Book."

Tang Sanshiliu took a moment in his busy schedule, raised his head and said: "But there are not many people as famous as Xun Mei."

Zhe Xiu said: "Many people thought he had died a long time ago... It is really unimaginable to spend more than thirty years observing monuments in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books."

Under Chen Changsheng's gaze, Tang Sanliu took out a handkerchief from his sleeve with some discomfort, wiped his mouth carefully, and said, "He is reluctant to go out."

Zhexiu thought about the stories from that year, shook his head and said, "I think he didn't dare to go out."

Tang Sanshiliu was startled, shook his head and said, "It's inappropriate to say that. At most, I'm too embarrassed to go out."

Reluctant, afraid, and embarrassed are not nice words to hear.

Chen Changsheng was a little surprised, thinking that since the senior named Xun Mei was the first person in the imperial examination thirty-seven years ago, he must be extraordinary. How could he get such an evaluation?

"Senior Xun Mei is most famous for his strong will to practice. When he was seven years old, he stood in the snow in front of Mr. Yunshan's door for three days and three nights before he was accepted into his sect."

Tang Sanshiliu said: "This is how the four words "Treading Snow and Plum Blossoms" come from.

Chen Changsheng asked: "Mr. Yunshan?"

"Mr. Yunshan is Dean Mao Qiuyu's teacher."

Tang Sanliu looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "You are right, Xun Mei is Dean Mao's junior brother."

Mao Qiuyu is one of the few powerful people in the mainland today. You can imagine what level of person his junior brother is. Moreover, the small characters in "Little Junior Brother" itself represent a certain meaning - "Little Junior Brother" must be a closed disciple, and only those with extremely outstanding talents will be accepted as closed disciples by a sect or academy faction.

For example, the legendary junior uncle in Lishan, or the current Qijian.

"Xun Mei was the most outstanding student in Tiandao Academy back then. His status in Tiandao Academy is much higher than Zhuang Huanyu's now. Hey, speaking of which, should we go to Tianshu Mausoleum and call Zhuang Changyu over? Xun Mei is him The senior of Tiandao Academy, it is really wonderful to see him kowtow to Xun Mei. Then again, if I had not entered the National Education Academy, wouldn’t I have kowtowed just now? It is really an extremely dangerous thing." Tang Sanliu He said with a laugh, but found that neither Chen Changsheng nor Zhexiu had any intention of answering, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "For boring guys like you, one of them in the world is enough to make you feel depressed, so why are there only two of them? Why are there only two of you?" They met together? It’s really depressing!”

Chen Changsheng ignored him, folded his sleeves and asked, "Why doesn't Xun Mei dare to leave the Mausoleum of the Book of Heaven?"

Before Zhe Xiu had time to speak, Tang Sanliu rushed to say: "You have asked the right person. After all, I also stayed in Tiandao Academy for half a year. This past event is the most clear. Xunmei was a member of Tiandao Academy back then. He is proud of himself and his talent is amazing, but unfortunately, among his peers, there are people who are more talented and outstanding than him."

Tang Thirty-Six's expression suddenly became serious and he said: "The most unfortunate thing about Xun Mei's life is that she lived in the same era as Tianliang King Po. From the age of twelve, they often competed in various sects. We met at parties and competed no less than a hundred times, but Xun Mei lost every time, and at the Stone Cooking Conference of a certain year, Xun Mei actually lost three games in a row."

After a year of living in Kyoto, Chen Changsheng was still a little ignorant, but he knew this name because it was too loud.

Before Qiu Shanjun, it was the most resounding name in the entire continent. Until now, this name is still high on the Xiaoyao list.

Wang Po from Tianliang County.

Then he noticed that when Tang Sanliu mentioned this name, his expression was very solemn and alert. He didn't understand. Even though Qiu Shanjun was now at the top of the Gold List, he was still far away from someone like Wang Po who had been famous for a long time in the Xiaoyao List. No matter how you looked at it, Tang Sanliu couldn't compete with Wang Po. If there are any problems in between.

"How could a person like Xun Mei, who has extraordinary talent, strong will, and the great hope of the Tiandao Academy, be willing to live in the shadow of Wang Po all his life? He went to the Tomb of the Book of Heaven to observe the stele and gain enlightenment for thirty-seven years, but he still refused to go out. , just want to realize the true meaning of heaven here, and then defeat Wang Po."

Tang Sanliu glanced outside the house and said: "Thinking about it now, Tianliang King Po has become a heart barrier for him. If he can't be sure that he can defeat the opponent, he will not leave Tianshu Mausoleum for a day. He won't be embarrassed if he doesn't give up. ...It's all right, because he knows very well that when he walks out of the Mausoleum of Heaven's Book, Wang Po must be outside."

Chen Changsheng stood up and walked to the door. He looked at the lonely middle-aged man under the starlight with a complicated mood.

Is it because I can't get out of the Mausoleum of Heaven's Book because I don't have the courage to face the world or that person outside the mausoleum? He didn't think so. The once proud young man from Tiandaoyuan could not lack courage. At least he would not lack courage when facing his lifelong enemy Wang Po. Otherwise, he would not have fought more than a hundred games in a row. So why on earth did he dare not go out? Tianshu Mausoleum?

Leaving sometimes means saying goodbye forever. Xunmei did not dare to leave Tianshu Mausoleum because he was afraid of losing Tianshu Mausoleum. From his youth to his downfall, he spent thirty-seven years here. The Mausoleum of Heavenly Books made him stronger, and the more so, the less he dared to leave.

As Tang Sanshiliu said during the day, for Taoists, the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books is like a pot of fine wine. The more you drink, the drunker you become. The more drunk you are, the more you want to drink. Faced with such a pot of fine wine, how much is appropriate to drink? It is a test for everyone to be drunk for a long time and not want to wake up, or to just taste it. For Xunmei, this choice is even more difficult because of the shadow from Tianliang County.

It's just that Xun Mei is extremely talented and has been practicing hard for thirty-seven years in the Tomb of Heavenly Books. How strong should her current level of strength be? He is already so powerful, but he still has no confidence that he can defeat the opponents outside Tianshu Mausoleum. So how strong is Tianliang King Po?

However, this is a problem that needs to be solved after all. Tang Sanshiliu said that when he walked out of the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, Wang Po must be outside. This did not mean that Wang Po would really be waiting for him outside the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, but that he had to find Wang Po after leaving the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books. Only in this way can I give an explanation for my life and my thirty-seven years of observing monuments.

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A breeze came from the woods outside Tianshu Mausoleum, picking up the grass clippings on the ground and stirring the green leaves on the trees, making a sound like rain. There was only a breeze, but it came from two directions. Those grass clippings and young leaves were swept into the forest, gradually spiraling up like an inverted waterfall, cutting the stars falling from the night sky into countless pieces.

Qingfeng Mao Qiuyu, with two sleeves, appeared on the scene. He looked under a locust tree and said with a complicated expression: "Twenty years ago, I asked you to come to Kyoto to persuade him to come out, but you didn't come."

There was a person standing under the locust tree. He looked very young, but there was a hint of frost between his eyebrows. His clothes were washed very clean, and his black hair was tied very tightly, but for some reason, it always gave people a shabby feeling, like It was a former young master who worked as a bookkeeper in an inn for three years because of his family's financial difficulties.

"If he doesn't want to come out, no one can persuade him to come out." The man said while looking at the Tomb of Heavenly Books in the night.

Mao Qiuyu said: "Then why are you here today?"

The man said: "I don't know why, but I think he will come out tonight, so... I will wait for him."

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(This name was chosen when I opened the book, hehe...)