Fighter of the Destiny

The prince is the natural successor to the throne. If there was a prince in Dazhou now, or the conflict between the state religion and the Holy Queen would not have evolved to the extent it is today, the situation on the mainland would be much more stable - in fact, Dazhou did once have a prince. He is the son of the late Emperor and the Holy Empress, that is, Prince Zhaoming.

It's a pity that all the princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not end well. The prince after Taizu founded the country died tragically in the Baicao Garden Incident. The prince who was carefully educated and cultivated by Emperor Taizong was eventually executed for inexplicable rebellion. This The fate of Prince Zhaoming was also very unfortunate, but it can also be said that he was relatively lucky because he died when he was very young.

Shortly after the death of the late emperor, Prince Zhaoming died of illness in his infancy.

But no one believed it, of course no one believed it. The royal family and the Holy Queen had the same blood, so how could they be a child who died in infancy?

There are countless theories about the cause of Prince Zhaoming's death.

There is a theory that is most widely spread - that the Chen royal family and the old forces of the state religion joined forces to oust the Holy Queen from the throne. In that thrilling struggle, the Holy Queen and the Pope won the final victory. Hundreds of people were killed. The princes and nobles of the Chen family were either killed or exiled. The teachers and students of the National Education Academy were all killed and injured, leaving only desolate frost grass and broken wells. However, the Queen also paid a heavy price for this. ——Prince Zhaoming was poisoned and killed by the enemies of the Holy Empress during the rebellion.

There is another saying that is also widely circulated, but it is not heard in teahouses or inns. It is only spread uneasily in the dark night. That kind of saying is more cruel and cruel.

Some people believe and secretly continue to spread the word that hundreds of years ago, the Holy Empress was expelled from the palace by His Majesty Taizong and lived in misery in the Baicao Garden. She met His Majesty the Pope and the former Dean of the Chinese Academy of Education, and learned about the man who changed his destiny against heaven. Secretly, she swore to the stars that she would rather cut off her bloodline in this life, in exchange for changing her fate against the will of heaven. The death of Prince Zhaoming was the curse, or a divine punishment, that she had to go against to fulfill her destiny. Something you do proactively to change your destiny!

In those dark rumors, the narrators seemed to have seen with their own eyes the bloody and terrifying scene in the palace, and the stories were vivid - how the Holy Queen's hand passed through the swaddling clothes and reached out to the crying baby, beautiful There was no expression on his dignified face, but a tear fell from the corner of his eye. Then the crying gradually subsided, and the night palace was so quiet that it was heart-stopping.

If it was the divine punishment caused by the Holy Queen's change of destiny that caused her to cut off her children and die alone, the heaven and the sea of ​​stars would be too cruel and terrifying. If the Holy Empress had personally killed her only biological son in order to complete her plan to change her destiny, and she had to become a loner in this continent, then she would be too cold and terrifying.

No matter which theory is used, Prince Zhaoming is dead. He died for cruel and terrible reasons, and he died innocently and pitifully. From then on, no one dared to mention this matter, whether it was the Chen royal family or the state religion. Only the crazy Qintian Prison Master Hu, even though Zhou Tong had all his fingernails pulled out, he still kept telling the world with his blood-stained mouth that Prince Zhaoming... was not dead. Then, just when Zhou Tong was about to pull out Lord Hu's tongue, the Holy Queen showed her mercy and allowed Lord Hu to return to his hometown to rest.

But in the eyes of many people, this is not kindness, but a guilty conscience, or a kind of self-consolation. What happened in the palace back then? How did Prince Zhaoming die? Why does the empress feel guilty? As a result, that cruel and terrifying statement spread more and more widely, of course, still in the middle of the night.

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The palace is very quiet at night, but the early summer night is infinitely chilly.

The leader of the eunuchs lowered his head and did not dare to look at the Holy Queen.

The quiet courtyard instantly turned into a cold snowfield. Not a single snowflake could be seen, but thin flakes of ice gradually formed on the surface of the pond.

The saint's thoughts move the heaven and the earth, and his mood is agitated, and there will be stormy seas. When his mood is gloomy, there will be night sky, his mood is low but violent, and naturally it will be windy and snowy.

Just when the leader of the eunuchs felt that his sea of ​​consciousness was about to be frozen to pieces, the voice of the Holy Queen finally rang out again. Her voice was very calm and light, like water in a pool under thin ice: "All the people in the world are my sons. King Xiang and King Xiang are also my sons. Zhaoming's life and death have never been important."

It never mattered, then it probably didn't matter before either.

The head of the eunuch leader was lowered, as if touching the cold ground, and gradually disappeared into the night.

A black sheep walked slowly outside the park. Its fur was as smooth and as black as jade. When it walked out of the night, it seemed to bring out part of the night.

Is everything hidden by the night the truth? What about the night itself?

The Holy Queen looked at it and asked with an expressionless face: "What about you? Why are you willing to get close to him? Who is he?"

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Tonight was Chen Changsheng's first night back at the Chinese Academy of Education. Just like the previous nights, after having dinner and walking along the lake, he naturally walked into the library. Luo Luo returned to the palace, Tang Sanliu was still in the Tomb of Heavenly Books, Xuanyuan Po was smashing trees, and Zhe Xiu was still in Zhou Prison. He didn't know what he should do, so he could just continue practicing.

Starlight passed through the glass, and snow flakes passed through the sparse leaves. They did not stay on his clothes and skin, but directly entered the depths of his body. The snow layer in the wilderness became thicker and thicker. Although the lake outside Lingtai Mountain was far from changing, It has become a vast ocean, but the water has become much stronger. The stone door of Youfu at the end of the sloping stone steps in the mountain has been completely opened. The soft light shines from the cave and spreads everywhere in the water, giving people a very peaceful feeling. a feeling of.

Naturally, he is no longer as confused as before, thinking that all the starlight he attracted has gone elsewhere. He quietly feels his own star in the distant starry sky and feels the changes in his body. Time passed slowly, and at some point, he opened his eyes, woke up, and began to sort out the gains of this period of time.

When he left Tianshu Mausoleum, he was already in the upper realm of Tongyou. After the trip to the Zhou Garden and the encounter with so many powerful enemies on his way back south, the sword's heart gradually became more harmonious and his realm became more stable, and he was even vaguely close to reaching it. The pinnacle of Tongyou Realm. In addition, following Su Li for such a long time, he has made great progress in swordsmanship. Adding the two together, he can be said to be invincible below the Star-Gathering Realm. Even when he meets those strong men who have just entered the Star-Gathering Realm, opportunity to defeat the opponent. This fact made him somewhat relieved, but it would not relieve him in any way, because he had never forgotten that night.

He really doesn't have much time. Even if he can be said to be the fastest person in history to reach the peak of Tongyou Realm, the distant Shenyin Realm is still infinitely far away. How much time will it take? Therefore, he must cherish his time - after finishing his meditation, cleansing his marrow, and sitting down to observe his calculations, he started practicing his swordsmanship without stopping.

The snowfield and the lake in his body show that he has accumulated a lot of true energy now, far more than ordinary practitioners of the same age. The problem is that his meridians are broken, and there is no way to fully utilize the true energy. Su Lijiao His Burning Sword can only solve part of the problem, and the price to pay for the Burning Sword is too high. With his current level of cultivation, he can only use three swords at most.

Moreover, it is impossible to practice the Burning Sword, as it will be harmful to the body. Wisdom Sword cannot be practiced, it is nerve-wracking. He only practices stupid swords. He stood on the floor and kept drawing and crossing his sword, repeating this simple and boring process. He looked a bit clumsy indeed.

After doing it a thousand times, he sat down cross-legged again and put his consciousness into the scabbard.

In the world of Scabbard, there are thousands of broken swords, floating quietly in space without disturbing each other.

These swords no longer have the power they had when they first appeared in Zhou Garden, but after all, they were all once famous divine swords in the mainland. The sword intent is still powerful, and the seemingly empty space has long been occupied by the sword intent.

It is actually very dangerous for the divine consciousness to travel through the Ten Thousand Dao Swords, especially when he did not try to control the Ten Thousand Dao Swords with his divine consciousness at this time, but directly used his divine consciousness to contact the Ten Thousand Swords.

He wants to use the sword intent of ten thousand swords to sharpen his sword heart.

His sword heart is now perfect. If people knew about it, they would be shocked and amazed, because this is a very difficult thing. The next step is to truly make the sword heart clear. However, the clear heart of the sword requires too much talent in swordsmanship. Looking at the mainland, there are only a few people who can truly achieve the clear heart of the sword.

The problem is that Chen Changsheng has met two people with a clear sword heart during this period - Su Li and Chujian Girl, so naturally he cannot be satisfied.

Those sword intentions are the whetstone, and his spiritual consciousness is the sword's edge. Either sharp or domineering, the sword was constantly in contact with, rubbing and cutting with his consciousness.

This process was very painful. He closed his eyes and did not sweat, but his face gradually became pale.

The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and without experiencing wind and rain, what kind of rainbow can you see?

He thought about these famous sayings of his predecessors and endured unimaginable pain, until the ray of consciousness that entered the scabbard became thinner and weaker, as if it might break away at any time...

Suddenly, he felt something vaguely attracting his consciousness behind the Ten Thousand Sword Intentions.

Once I sensed the attraction there, my spiritual consciousness, which had been weak and gradually dissipated, suddenly became much more stable and became strong again.

His consciousness passed through thousands of sword intentions and slowly drifted towards the distant place.

After an unknown amount of time, the boat finally passed the Ten Thousand Mountains, and his consciousness reached the other side of the Sword Intent Ocean.

The other side of the Sword Intention Ocean turned out to be a real shore. There was a black stone tablet on the shore, but it was not a real stone tablet, just a shadow.

The black stone monument looked familiar, like a piece of night.

The moment he saw the black stone tablet, Chen Changsheng naturally had a feeling in his heart that the shadow of this stone tablet should be a door leading to another place.

What world is on the other side of the black stone tablet? What's behind the night? Suddenly, he remembered that the reason why this black stone tablet looked familiar was not because he could see it every night, but because this black stone tablet was the one he had obtained from Wang Zhice from Lingyan Pavilion. The appearance of the black stone after it transformed back into the Heavenly Book Stele is also the appearance of the Heavenly Book Stele around Zhou Tomb.

Could this black stone monument lead to Zhou Garden? Has Zhou Garden not been destroyed yet?

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(There will be a second chapter, but it will be later.)