Fighter of the Destiny

Chen Changsheng didn't know what she was thinking at this time, let alone that her mood had changed so much in such a short period of time. After he took out the Flowing Fire Pill from the jade box, he put it directly to her lips, and then quickly, even a little roughly, stuffed it in. Xu Yourong's lips were slightly parted, and she was about to say something to express her gratitude and...touch to him. However, she didn't say anything and was blocked by the pill.

"Don't drink water for half an hour, otherwise it will reduce the fire properties of the elixir." Chen Changsheng looked at her who was blushing from being choked, and said seriously, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The Flowing Fire Pill was so big that Xu Yourong couldn't speak at all. It took him a long time to swallow it, which was very hard, and then he started coughing. After a while, she felt a little better. She looked at him angrily and said, "Even if you can't drink water, you should tell me in advance. Don't you know that coughing is uncomfortable?"

Although he said it in annoyance, his voice was a little faint, complaining, but also a bit like coquettishness.

Chen Changsheng couldn't feel it and said slightly embarrassed: "Sorry, I'm a little anxious, but don't be afraid of coughing. It's not choking. It should be a normal phenomenon of detoxification."

Xu Yourong himself didn't even notice the demeanor of his daughter at that moment, but for some reason he felt a little embarrassed and said softly, "I don't know if the medicine is taking effect, I'm a little sleepy."

What is the normal phenomenon of detoxification? It is when you have nothing to say. How could the drug take effect so quickly? I didn’t know how to respond. After all, it was still what Tang Sanliu said in the Li Ziyuan Inn in Kyoto. He and she were really two guys that left people speechless.

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Whether it was due to the effects of the medicine or other reasons, Xu Yourong was really sleepy.

He helped her to the sheltered corridor outside the stone room, and took out a few pieces of cloth from the seventh stone room to cover her. The most precious silks and satins in the mausoleum, including the extremely rare snow silk quilt, have been turned into shreds by time. What is interesting is that the most worthless numbs are still intact. What he covered her with was a curtain made of numbness.

Looking at the sleeping girl, he secretly prayed that the Flavored Fire Pill could still retain enough potency. Then he walked back to the stone room, opened the jade box again and smelled it carefully. The uneasiness in his heart did not disappear, but became more and more intense. The stronger.

After finding several elixirs that had not completely dissipated and put them away, he finally had time to take a look at what he had gained in those stone chambers. He scanned them with his spiritual consciousness, and the first thing he looked at were the secret books and skills. Law.

He had read Tao Zang thoroughly since he was a child. After he went to Kyoto, he also carefully read the tens of thousands of books in the library of the National Education Academy. Now when he looked at the secret books and exercises, he could think of the corresponding sect Sanmen Academy just by looking at the name.

Contrary to the imagination of the world, these secret techniques are not uncommon. Naturally, there is no way for him to achieve great feats overnight. It is also true that the strong men who were qualified to become Zhou Du|fu's opponents must have been born in this world. The famous sect's mountain sect, they became the souls of Zhou Du|fu's sword, but the inheritance of the sect's sect to which they belonged was not broken.

Just like the master swordsmanship of Lishan Sword Sect was taken away by the Baidi clan, Lishan is still powerful. However... just like the general sword techniques of Lishan Sword Sect, these secret techniques are naturally extremely precious, at least to those sects, because these are the originals.

Next, he began to check the magic weapons. Due to time, most of the magic weapons in the stone room had lost their power. The few magic weapons he put away under Xu Yourong's guidance still had some power, but they were far from powerful. It is far inferior to that of the past, and cannot be compared with the magic weapons on the current list of 100 weapons, with the only exception of the black soul hub.

Time is indeed the most powerful magic weapon in the world.

Chen Changsheng suddenly had some ideas. Zhou Dufu is a true legend in this continent, a unique existence. Zhou Garden is his world, and this is his mausoleum. Logically speaking, those who are qualified to be selected by him to be buried with him should have something better. That's right, have all those things been taken away?

The floor of the corridor in front of the nine stone rooms is covered with a thin layer of dust, and there are many messy footprints on it. But those footprints were all left by himself, and the magic weapons, treasures, and secret books are all still there, proving that no one has been here before.

——In the past hundreds of years, there have been countless practitioners who wanted to find Zhou Dufu's tomb and obtain his inheritance and treasures. Those practitioners were either talented or extremely well prepared, and they all at least passed the test. Only at the peak of the Nether Realm could they dare to enter the mysterious grassland where the sun never sets. However, they died on the way before they could get here. He was able to find his way out of the grassland and come to this mausoleum, not because he was better or more powerful than those predecessors, but because he had an umbrella.

Thinking of this, he looked at the yellow paper umbrella in his hand again.

After entering the mausoleum, he did not put away his umbrella.

Without this yellow paper umbrella and following the ethereal sword intent to guide them, there would have been no chance for them to get here. The greater possibility is that they would have gotten lost in that dangerous grassland and then become After eating the food of the monster beast group, how to leave here next? Do you still have to rely on this yellow paper umbrella? Or do you want to find that sword intention?

He always felt that the yellow paper umbrella brought him here as a call of fate.

Yes, he believes in fate.

This sounds ridiculous, because he came to Kyoto from the old temple in Xining Town with the purpose of changing his destiny. But in the deepest part of the spiritual world, he does believe in the existence of fate, even more than anyone else.

There must be a mountain peak in front of you to climb over this mountain.

There is a big undulating river to cross this river.

Only when you have a goal can you move towards it.

There must be destiny before he can change his destiny.

Wang Zhice said at the end of his note: There is no destiny.

These four words were earth-shattering, but for him, they were a whole new world.

His view is different from Wang Zhice's, and must be different. He wants to see his destiny clearly and then change it.

If fate allowed him to meet so many people and so many things in Kyoto, it finally brought him to Zhou Garden. So what kind of fate awaits him in Zhou Garden? The yellow paper umbrella sensed the sword intention and brought him here. There must be some deep meaning hidden in it. If you want to leave Zhou Garden, does it mean that you need to find that sword intention?

Is that sword intention in the sword pool? Where is Jianchi? After walking through the long corridor and arriving outside the mausoleum, he stood on a high platform with his left hand on his waist and his right hand holding a yellow paper umbrella, looking at the grassland in front of him.

It was dusk now, and the distant sun had reached its fixed position every night—the edge of the grassland and above the horizon. The endless grassland seemed to be burning under the red and warm light. The water pools hidden in the grassland were like countless small mirrors, reflecting the sky. Behind him was the tomb of Zhou Du|fu. .

If the person who saw this scene at this time was a talented man who was sad for spring and autumn, he would probably feel more desolate and lament that everything in the world cannot compete with time, but he did not.

The setting sun was still hanging on the distant edge of the grassland, but it suddenly started raining around the mausoleum.

He raised his yellow paper umbrella.

Pat pat pat pat, the raindrops fell on the umbrella and turned into countless small water splashes, jumping and then falling.

He released his spiritual consciousness, extending upward through the handle of the umbrella to the surface of the umbrella, and finally jumped like those small water splashes, left, and dispersed towards the grassland around the mausoleum.

He had read Tao Zang well and was convinced that the sword intention could not produce self-awareness. Since there was no self-awareness, it was impossible to actively change one's own state. At the beginning, he could sense it at the edge of the cold pool because the sword intention had always existed, waiting to be discovered, so now the sword intention should not and could not disappear on its own initiative.

If a thing does not disappear on its own initiative but cannot be found, then it must have been hidden.

Chen Changsheng stood in the rain, spreading his spiritual consciousness into the grassland, looking for his target, and at the same time began to sort out the changes that occurred when he approached the mausoleum - the moment Xu Yourong saw the mausoleum, the sword intention disappeared . At that time, he thought that the sword intention had completed the mission of leading the Yellow Paper Umbrella here, so he disappeared. Now that he calmed down and came to the previous inference, he was naturally sure that this was not the case - that sword intention should have been carried out by someone " Man" hid.

That "person" should be this tomb.

He looked back at the mausoleum behind him.

The mausoleum made of huge stones becomes steeper as it goes up, and it is incredibly high.

He stood in the middle of the mausoleum, and the mausoleum in his eyes was so high that it seemed to pierce the clouds in the sky.

His eyes followed the top of the mausoleum and landed on the dark clouds. He saw the black clouds rolling in, and there were faint lightnings that lit up from time to time in the depths, which looked particularly terrifying. Even though he was thousands of feet away, he could clearly feel the powerful aura in the clouds that could destroy the world - the mausoleum is the core of Zhou Garden, and this aura should be the embodiment of Zhou Garden's rules.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and all the huge stones in the mausoleum were wet. Between each level of stones, there were countless thin waterfalls flowing. If anyone looked at it from outside the mausoleum, they would definitely find this scene very spectacular. There was a kind of thrilling beauty, but standing in the mausoleum, he could only feel the thrill, but naturally he could not feel the beauty.

"If you have time, you should leave the coercive range of the mausoleum and see if the sword intention will appear again."

He thought silently, then vaguely heard someone calling him, holding a yellow paper umbrella, and walked into the tomb again.

Xu Yourong had woken up. His face was still pale, but he seemed to be getting better and regained some energy.

He asked "Are you calling me?"

The rain outside the mausoleum was too heavy. Even though he had an umbrella, he still got wet and looked a little embarrassed.

Xu Yourong didn't make fun of him. She shook her head and said softly, "You heard wrong."

Chen Changsheng thought that he was probably too worried about her injuries and actually had auditory hallucinations.

Xu Yourong looked at him quietly, clenching his hands slightly under the linen.

When she woke up before, she saw that he was not around and the surroundings were dark. She was actually a little scared, or more accurately, panicked.

She has never been flustered since her bloodline awakening.

She knew that this had nothing to do with her dependence on him, and it had nothing to do with those ****.

This was a sign of depression. She was getting weaker and weaker, and even her bright Taoist heart began to dim.

This is a sign of death.

Chen Changsheng knelt down next to her, stretched out his hand to check for pulse, and after a long silence, he said with a smile: "Well, the power of the medicine is dissipating. Even if the toxins are not completely removed, there should be no big problem."

Lies pay attention to nine truths and one falsehood.

Not a word of what he said was true.

Xu Yourong looked into his eyes and said calmly, "Do you know that your smile is fake?"

Chen Changsheng stiffened slightly and said with a smile: "How can the smile be fake?"

Xu Yourong smiled and said, "It's true that it's not fake, it's just stupid."

Chen Changsheng pretended to be a little unhappy and said, "I don't like your cold and proud tone."

"I will pay attention...at least, in front of you." Xu Yourong said something he didn't expect.

Chen Changsheng was stunned. Xu Yourong smiled and continued: "But you were laughing as if you were crying just now. You are indeed very silly, and anyone can tell it's fake."

Chen Changsheng didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head, reached out and pulled down the edge of the linen, and covered her feet.

"The medicine didn't work, did it?"

She looked into his eyes with a calm expression, as if she didn't know that his answer would determine her fate.

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(The next chapter is still at 7:15 in the evening. It feels like I’m saving the manuscript. I’m really not used to it, and I’m a little embarrassed... In addition, these chapters have been revised many times, so I dare to let everyone take a closer look.)