Fighter of the Destiny

At this time, Zhe Xiu was imitating loneliness by the window and missing someone. He suddenly heard these words and was startled. Naturally, he remembered many things - the bitter battle in the Washing Building during the imperial examination. When his hands attacked the opponent's chest and abdomen, the shame and anger in his opponent's eyebrows, coupled with the life he later lived under the same roof in the Tianshu Mausoleum, made him vaguely guess something, but he didn't dare to be sure. Seeing each other again in the garden, he ran toward the sunset with her on his back.

Thinking about these things, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, revealing a warm smile.

Tang Sanliu didn't expect to see such emotions on the face of the wolf boy who was known for being cold and violent. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, covering his forehead and thinking, what is wrong with this world? Xu Yourong actually and Chen Changsheng really started to fall in love, but Zhexiu actually missed spring!

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"Tang Tang looks very much like the same person."

"Senior Su Li."

Chen Changsheng naturally gave the accurate answer and looked at Xu Yourong with a smile.

At this time, they had left the National Education College and came to the Baihua Alley outside the college. Snow was falling in the sky. They held yellow paper umbrellas, making it difficult for others to see them.

In fact, since meeting on Fusui Road yesterday, Chen Changsheng wanted to ask why the yellow paper umbrella was in her hand, knowing that the umbrella belonged to him. However, no matter how ignorant he was, he knew he couldn't ask this question when he had already made mistakes before, so he had no choice but to endure it.

They held umbrellas and walked along the east bank of Luoshui in the wind and snow. They passed through Baliu Lane and came to Naihe Bridge. They naturally thought of yesterday's battle.

"If I had known that my opponent was you at that time, might the result have been different?"

Standing in the middle of the snow bridge, Chen Changsheng looked at the direction she walked in yesterday and asked softly.

Xu Yourong said: "From the beginning, you never thought about winning."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said, "Because of the cancellation of the engagement, I always feel a little bit jealous of you."

Xu Yourong smiled slightly and said nothing.

"Your realm and strength are above mine. It would be difficult for me to win, and... I don't like to be ordered to do things."

Chen Changsheng turned around and looked at the palace in the snow in the distance.

On that spring day nearly two years ago, when he left the palace of the Eastern God General in humiliation, he had a similar emotion on another small bridge.

When he cultivates Taoism, what he cultivates is to follow his heart. His fate is not good, so he must control it in his own hands.

"No one likes the feeling of having their fate arranged." Xu Yourong looked at the palace in another direction in the snow, "But I really wanted to fight you yesterday, because I wanted to know how good your sword was now, and I wanted to be fair and upright. I won't beat you once, I don't like the feeling of losing."

Last night at the beef bone shop on Fusui Road, she said something similar, but today she said it more seriously, more upright, without any pretense.

The two walked towards the bottom of the snow bridge. When the snow fell, there were not many pedestrians on the bridge. There were only a few people gathered around a stall selling candied haws carrying candied haws, which seemed a bit lively. Most of them were idle people from Kyoto. At this time, they were still discussing the battle yesterday and talking a lot of gossip.

——For example, engagement, mercy, affection, ruthlessness, and even some more outrageous teasing.

How did those idle guys know that the two sides in the battle they were talking about were right next to them.

Xu Yourong lowered his head slightly, and Chen Changsheng raised his head slightly. They walked on the snow bridge again, but this time they were no longer their opponents. What was that?

The snow is getting heavier. Although it is not violent, it is becoming more and more charming. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. The snow accumulated on the eaves and along the wells is getting thicker. The streets and alleys of Kyoto have become white. The exposed architectural essence is like clean lines on white paper, which is very beautiful.

The snow on the stone pillars of the Li Palace looks like a slender stone figure wearing a white hat.

The Tomb of Heavenly Books is still lush and green, but the Shinto is covered with snow, as if it has turned into a condensed waterfall.

No one disturbed the small courtyard of Li Ziyuan Inn. It was very clean. Looking at the felt-like snow, I couldn't bear to step on it, so I stood on the porch, looked at the tree in the middle of the small courtyard, and talked about two years. I remember the excitement I felt when I read the rubbings of the Heavenly Book Monument here before, and the bamboo dragonfly.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong spent a whole day walking around Kyoto. They visited many places and talked a lot.

Most of the time, he, who was not good at words, was talking, introducing her to where this place was, where it was, the loneliness of Lingyan Pavilion, and the night pearls of Gan Terrace. He acted as a tour guide seriously, hoping to let her Have more fun playing.

Xu Yourong was always listening quietly, with a smile on his lips.

Both the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books and the Imperial Palace were places she had grown tired of playing in since she was a child. The stone pillars in the palace were even the slide she used to play in when she was a child.

She didn't need a young man who had lived in Xining Town to explain this to her.

Chen Changsheng originally knew these things, but forgot about them.

She knew he must have forgotten, but she didn't want to remind him.

In the evening, they finally walked back to Baihua Lane. Outside the backyard wall of the National Education College, Chen Changsheng was about to hand her a yellow paper umbrella, but she shook her head.

"Uncle Su asked me to give this umbrella to you."

Chen Changsheng was very happy, thinking that he and Senior Su Li had argued over this matter for tens of thousands of miles, and now it seemed that Senior had finally realized his mistake.

He put his consciousness into the handle of the umbrella and suddenly discovered a problem. He asked in surprise: "Where is the sword in the umbrella?"

The foundation of the Yellow Paper Umbrella is the only sword in the past millennium that broke through the sword pool and returned to the world.

Back on the snowfield in the Demon Realm, Su Li took out the sword from his umbrella, killed the demon general with one sword, and opened a way out with another sword. How powerful it was.

But now the sky-shielding sword is obviously no longer in the umbrella.

"Uncle Master said that I can give you the umbrella, but I can't give you the sword Chulishan. His Sky-Shading Sword..."

Xu Yourong paused for a moment and continued, "Leave it to senior brother."

She didn't say clearly that she gave it to the senior fellow in the Lishan Sword Sect, but Chen Changsheng knew that she must be talking about Qiu Shanjun.

This was the first time he and she mentioned Akiyama-kun's name.

Chen Changsheng felt a little uncomfortable, either because of the natural way she said the word "senior brother", or because that name has always been placed next to hers in the past few years, or because she grew up practicing Taoism with him. In fact, it is indeed more familiar than him and her.

"What's wrong?" Xu Yourong turned her head and looked at him and asked.

Chen Changsheng looked down at the umbrella in his hand, as if he was studying something, and casually responded: "Nothing."

The two people seemed a little ignorant, but in fact they understood everything.

"Uncle Su asked me to bring you two letters."

Xu Yourong took out two letters from his arms and handed them to him.

For some reason, she frowned slightly as she held the envelope between her fingers.

The moment Chen Changsheng took the letter, he felt as if his fingertips were being pricked by needles, which stung his heart. He quickly mobilized his consciousness and suppressed the urge to throw away the envelope.

There is such a terrifying sword intent hidden in these two letters!

He glanced at Xu Yourong in shock.

Xu Yourong nodded, pointed at the two letters in his hand and said, "Uncle Su said, you can open the letter in the yellow envelope and read it at any time. Keep the letter in the black envelope well, in case you encounter it in the future." If something cannot be solved, take it apart.”

In the Zhou Garden, the sword intention of the Covering Heaven Sword reunited with the sword body. Outside the Zhou Garden, Su Li reunited with the sword. The great master of the kendo, because of this opportunity, actually improved again in the kendo. I don’t know how strong his cultivation is.

Now that he no longer needed the Sky Covering Sword and wanted to travel far away with the Saint, he left the Sky Covering Sword to Qiu Shanjun and returned the yellow paper umbrella to Chen Changsheng.

This seems fair, but it is not. Although the yellow paper umbrella is an extremely powerful defensive weapon, how can it be compared with the famous sword that covers the sky.

However, Chen Changsheng had no complaints. After all, the Sky Covering Sword was the sword of the head of Lishan, and it was natural that it should stay in Lishan.

He carefully put the two letters away, thinking about the senior who was far away, and suddenly felt a little emotional and longing for him.

Returning thousands of miles south from the Demonic Snowfield, he and Su Li had experienced a lot together. Although the two people's realms and generations were extremely different, they could be regarded as close friends.

"Where did he and the Saint go?"

"a place far away."

"Daxizhou?"

"A place farther than Daxizhou."

This answer is somewhat unexpected, but it makes sense.

For ordinary people on the mainland, Daxi Continent, which is isolated overseas, is already the most distant place, but Su Li has been traveling in the world for hundreds of years, so he must have been there a long time ago.

Now, for the sake of the future of mankind, he put aside all grudges and grudges in an extremely cool manner, and took the Saint Girl away, of course to a farther place.

But, is there any place farther than Daxizhou?

Chen Changsheng recalled some very obscure records he had seen in Dao Zang. He looked at Xu Yourong with some surprise and asked, "Is there really another continent?"

The records about other continents in Daozang are not the personal experiences of travelers. They are written very vaguely and are more like some kind of conjecture.

Reading the Dao Zang thoroughly does not mean that you can know everything in the world, because there are many things that are inconvenient or even impossible to record in words.

Xu Yourong is a contemporary saint. She has lived and studied in places like the Li Palace, the Imperial Palace, and Nanxizhai since she was a child, so she naturally knows more things.

"It should be the Holy Light Continent." She said to Chen Changsheng: "I heard the teacher say that on the other side of the sea of ​​​​stars, on the extremely distant shore, there is a continent. The world there is bathed in light, and the people living there are very similar to us. life, but the Star Sea is vast and uncrossable. If one does not pass through the Star Sea, there is an extremely strong space barrier between the two continents. Only the strongest who step into the sacred realm have the opportunity to break this barrier and enter the other side's world. "

Chen Changsheng was very surprised and asked, "Are you sure?"

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(Next chapter at 8 p.m.)