Fighter of the Destiny

The mountains are quiet.

The Nanxizhai disciples looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to say, especially the young girls such as Ye Xiaolian.

Those disciples who had never been in contact with Chen Changsheng before were much calmer.

When they think about it, His Majesty the Pope is the most noble person in the world, with his own majesty and majesty, so what does it mean to yell at his uncle?

Ye Xiaolian and others knew that Chen Changsheng's temperament had always been calm and gentle, so why was he so tough today?

Is it really a person’s position that changes? Or is it the power of time?

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It has nothing to do with location or time.

Tang Thirty-six and Hu Thirty-two knew that Chen Changsheng was not like this yesterday. They couldn't help but be slightly shocked, wondering what happened at the peak?

The warning sign in front of the stone wall at the top of Saintess Peak, as well as the seemingly casual words from King Xiang earlier, were the fundamental reasons for Chen Changsheng's change in attitude.

What's more, what these three uncles of the Nanxi Zhai Master have done is beyond his acceptance - whether it is their attitude towards the disciples in the Zhai, or their forced promotion of the Zhai Zhai that may alarm Xu Yourong, who is practicing in seclusion - The latter may even be something they did deliberately!

"We'll let the matter of joining the fasting process stop here. Don't mention it again. We'll talk about everything after the saint comes out."

He looked at Huairen and said, "Whether you are doing it out of malice or good intentions, this matter is not okay."

It doesn't matter that you are of high seniority and have great prestige. Those who take charge of the food are all your disciples. You understand them with emotion, move them with reason, and force them with Dao.

Regardless of the imperial court's full support, Dao Zun personally planned it. Countless people wanted to see that scene happen, and they were united.

If he says no, then this thing won’t work, and it won’t work.

Because he is the Pope.

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"Waiting for the saint to come out?"

"Then when can she come out?"

"Ten years? Twenty years? Or fifty years?"

"What if she never comes out?"

"What if she dies?"

Suddenly a sharp sound came from the mountain peaks.

At first, people thought the owner of the voice was asking, but later they realized something was wrong.

That voice was extremely vicious and full of malice. It didn't really want to know the answer, it was just a curse that chilled the bones.

That man was cursing Xu Yourong to never be able to come out of seclusion, or even to die violently!

Hearing this, Huairen and the other three Taoist nuns couldn't help but change their expressions slightly, not to mention the disciples of Nanxi Zhai.

Choking, choking, choking, countless sounds, the cold swords were unsheathed one after another, the sword intent filled the cliff flat, and it was pointed at the mountain path with vigilance and anger.

Countless eyes followed these sword intentions.

Where the mountain road and the peak meet, two figures gradually appear.

A middle-aged scribe and a Taoist nun.

Looking at these two people, many people stood up suddenly with shocked faces. The Prime Minister raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at a divine general beside him, and slowly stood up.

There are very few people in this continent who are qualified for the Prime Minister to stand up and greet him. This middle-aged scribe and this Taoist nun are among them.

The wind and rain in all directions are uniquely red and infinitely blue.

Their identities soon spread among the more than a thousand monks on the cliff at the top of the mountain.

The crowd stood up like a tide, saluted one after another, and then a lot of surprises arose in their hearts.

Why did these two mainland powerhouses suddenly appear here?

Many sects knew that Wanwubi had old grudges with Chen Changsheng and the National Education Academy, but why did she curse Xu Yourong in such a vicious tone? Even if she was as violent and vulgar as the rumors say, how could Bieyang Hong be so cruel? How could such a person make his wife so rude?

Could it be that something happened recently, and the old grudges between the two parties have not been resolved, and there are new grudges?

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Wuxianbi walked to the middle of the cliff.

She looked around with malicious and indifferent eyes, and finally landed on Chen Changsheng.

"Where is the demon princess? Did you hide her in Zhou Garden?"

Zhou Garden is now in the hands of Chen Changsheng. This is already known to many people in the monastic world, but most people think that he just got the key to Zhou Garden.

It is already an open secret that the demon princess Nanke is by Chen Changsheng's side.

But no matter how arrogant and greedy a person is, they would not dare to take Zhou Garden away from Chen Changsheng.

No matter how old-fashioned and passionate a person is, he would not dare to expose the latter matter in public to question Chen Changsheng's morality.

Because Chen Changsheng is the Pope.

And although it was not his intention, his reputation grew after the Cinnabar Dan incident.

Now in northern Xinjiang, he has become the embodiment of love and sacrifice in the hearts of many believers, and they are in awe.

Even in the south, because of Su Li's relationship with Wang Po, people felt that he was more trustworthy than the previous pope.

Today, Wuxianbi suddenly exposed these two things directly. What is she going to do?

It was unusually quiet on the cliff.

Wuxianbi stared into Chen Changsheng's eyes and said, "That demon princess has killed many powerful human beings. Lord Pope, what do you mean by taking her in?

Very early on, Chen Changsheng knew that he would face such a question, and he was already prepared in his heart. He said: "In the battle at Xueling, Nanke was injured in the Sea of ​​​​Consciousness in order to help me out of trouble. Now I am unconscious. I promised at that time to help her." Treat the disease, and when the disease is cured, I will naturally drive her away, and when we meet again, she will be my enemy."

"Waiting for the disease to be cured? What if her disease can never be cured? What if she is still an idiot until she dies?"

The words Wuwu Bi said were still so vicious and full of curses.

No matter how peaceful Chen Changsheng was, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, wondering what happened to make this man feel a little crazy.

"Nanke, if you don't want to hand it over, you should hand over that damn black dragon, right?"

Wuwubi stared into his eyes and said, with a smile on her lips, but her expression was so sad, her smile looked like she was crying, which was ugly.

Her smile gradually faded, and she said expressionlessly: "I will skin her, stretch her tendons, cut off her flesh piece by piece, and eat her raw or make soup, eat and drink it all. Don't leave a piece behind, don't hold a drop, even the meat plate and soup bowl will be chewed up and swallowed.

Her voice was as cold as the cold air emerging from the abyss behind Xue Lao City.

Her words were extremely malicious and cruel, echoing on the cliff like a dark wind, making everyone shudder.

At this point, no matter how dull a person is, they can already guess that Wuxianbi's overwhelming hatred for Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while without saying anything. He then turned to Bi Yihong and asked, "Mr. Bi, what happened?"

The incident in Tianshu Mausoleum caused the death of many powerful people in the mainland, and the wind and rain in all directions gradually withered. Even if the Prime Minister, the head of the Lishan Sword Sect, and Wang Po were included now, they would still not be able to make up the number they had back then. Among these people, Biyanghong has always maintained a high reputation and is deeply respected, which is in sharp contrast to his wife Wufenbi.

Back then, Queen Tianhai admired Biyanghong very much, and Chen Changsheng was willing to trust him.

Bie Yihong remained silent and did not answer him.

"What happened?"

Wuxianbi looked at Chen Changsheng and shouted sternly: "Master Pope, you let that evil dragon kill my son, and you actually have the nerve to ask me what happened!"

After hearing these words, countless exclamations suddenly sounded on the cliff, and they could no longer be quiet.