Fighter of the Destiny

Chen Changsheng opened the door, walked to the chair, and told Su Li what he had just heard without omitting anything.

Su Li gently tapped the armrest of the chair, was silent for a while, and then laughed: "The world is full of troubles, and what we have to do is to solve these troubles. Your troubles are actually not too troublesome, although Liang Xiaoxiao's skills are indeed very... Beautiful, but it can be solved as long as you return to Kyoto. If I can return to Lishan, of course it will be better solved."

Chen Changsheng understood what he meant. If Liang Xiaoxiao died because he wanted to use his life to do something, then this problem would indeed be extremely difficult to solve. But after all, he is a popular figure in the state religion. As long as the Pope still trusts him, the problem will not be big. As for Li Shanjian As for the sect, as long as Su Li can return to Lishan alive and say anything casually, who dares to question it?

Su Li's words may seem simple, but they are actually very simple. He merged two troubles into one, solving Chen Changsheng's biggest trouble at the moment. Chen Changsheng no longer needs to make a choice, as long as he keeps his original thoughts. good.

"There will be a lot of trouble in Xunyang City later. I seem to have underestimated... the seriousness of this matter. The state religion is unwilling to come forward. I have no way to solve these troubles. You are right. I seem to have lost the bet." Chen Changsheng walked to the table, picked up the tea cup and took a sip to moisten his dry throat.

Su Li's eyebrows were raised higher, his smile became brighter, and he said: "Of course you will lose the bet, but it is still good for you to shout like this. At least you solved the biggest trouble for me."

Chen Changsheng put down his tea cup, a little puzzled, wondering what he had done? ?

"You have destroyed my Xingzang. People all over the continent are looking at Xunyang City. Old Man Yin wants to save some face after all. He cannot let the disciples of the state religion come to kill me in broad daylight." Su Li suppressed his smile. Calmly said: "If this were not the case, the cardinal outside the door must be thinking about how to kill me, so at least you have solved the big problem of leaving the palace."

Chen Changsheng thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. Just because the big trouble of the State Church was solved, it did not mean that he would be able to solve the troubles that followed. Hua Jiefu's previous attitude was very clear. The State Church would indeed not take action against Su. No matter what Su Li is, he will definitely not help Su Li. At most, the two sides will not help each other.

While he was thinking about these things, a loud noise suddenly came from the silent street outside the inn. He went to the window and opened it, only to see countless smoke and dust splashing behind the courtyard of the house across the street, and the walls and houses kept collapsing. It seems like a huge monster is coming here, and it seems like an earthquake is spreading here.

The priests outside the inn exclaimed: "The palace... is about to move!"

Chen Changsheng was slightly startled when he heard the words. He looked at the smoke and dust getting closer and closer across the street, felt the vibration on the ground, and wondered what this meant. Who was coming towards the inn? With no time to think more, he climbed out of the window and landed on the stone steps in front of the inn. At this time, Hua Jiefu also walked out of the inn and stood beside him, his expression extremely serious and extremely solemn. .

"Who is here?" Chen Changsheng asked.

"The chariot of Prince Liang's palace." Hua Jiefu looked at the smoke and dust deep across the street and said with a slight frown: "This chariot has not left the palace for nearly a hundred years, but I didn't expect it to move today."

It’s still the word Liang, and indeed it’s the word Liang.

Chen Changsheng and Su Li returned south and learned a lot about the distribution of forces in the cultivation world. They were extremely wary of the surname Liang, because Liang Xiaoxiao's surname was Liang, and Liang Hongzhuang was also surnamed Liang.

The surname Liang was the surname of the country in the past, and the Liang family was the royal family of the previous Central Plains Dynasty. It once had an extremely close marriage relationship with the Chen family of the current Zhou royal family. Thousands of years ago, the Chen family replaced Liang, and the Liang family The clan still respects him a lot, either because of his former in-law relationship or because he is ashamed, but in short, he is given various special treatment.

After the founding of the Zhou Dynasty, the Liang family left Kyoto, returned to Tianliang County, and was named the county king. However, he was a former monarch after all. How could he be willing to accept such a fate? He still wanted to restore his old glory, but time was always changed by the wind. After the blowing rain, the current Liang family, apart from being still noble in blood and still respected by all the people in the world, has long lost the ability to change the world. It is probably because of this that it can exist in the north of the mainland to this day. But the surname that once ruled the entire continent naturally has an extraordinary talent and bloodline. Over the past millennium, the Liang family has produced countless strong men. In the current generation, the most famous one is the young prince Liang Wangsun of the Liang Palace.

Just as Hua Jiefu said, the chariot in Prince Liang's Mansion has not been moved for many years. Today, the chariot left the palace and broke through the wall all the way to the inn. Such a big movement means that something big must have happened. The only person in the world who is qualified to sit on that chariot is, of course, Prince Liang.

Before the powerful man from Huaiyuan who traveled to the North appeared, this prince should be the biggest trouble that Su Li and Chen Changsheng had to solve. Liang Wangsun was not the prince's real name. The young prince was called Liang Zhen, but no one in Xunyang City dared to call him by this name. Gradually, the entire continent began to call him Liang Wangsun.

——Third on the Xiaoyao list, straight to the point, Prince Liang. This name comes from the temperament of Liang Wangsun, who has the most noble blood and the most powerful spiritual talent. This young prince has always been very direct, straightforward, or domineering in doing things. The carriage of Prince Liang's Mansion was too big and there was no way to reach the long street where the inn was located, so the followers of the Prince's Mansion began to demolish the house, all the way from the north of Xunyang City to here, which was really overbearing to the extreme.

There was a loud bang, the building on the street opposite the inn collapsed, and there was a huge cloud of smoke and dust.

An extremely luxurious chariot appeared slowly in the smoke and dust.

This large chariot is about ten feet wide and ten feet long. It is paved with extremely precious black stone. I don't know which master personally carved hundreds of layers of petals. It looks like a lotus seat.

On both sides of the lotus seat were dozens of boys and girls with low eyebrows and submissive eyes.

There was only one person sitting on such a large lotus seat.

The man was extremely handsome, his black hair was tightly tied, his clothes looked simple but were actually very elegant, he looked noble, and his posture was extremely straight. He was in the middle of the lotus seat, with his right hand on his knees, his left hand holding a pestle, and his body leaning slightly forward. Like a statue, his eyes are also like a statue, not too angry, just cold.

This person is Liang Wangsun.

He directly opened a gate among the thousands of buildings in Xunyang City.

Come and see the mountain.

Then tear down the mountain.

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(It’s hard to reuse yesterday’s chapter name, so I changed it to today’s one. I will definitely work hard in March, but I may have to work hard again on the 8th.)