Fighter of the Destiny

Not injured? Chen Changsheng was a little surprised and couldn't figure out why. Even if, as he guessed, Xinghui completed a marrow cleansing during the process of converting into true essence, it would not have made his body's strength so astonishing. You must know that the lethality of that stone is not small.

He stretched his hand out of the window, taking advantage of the brighter skylight reflected by the snow, and carefully observed all the details. Although he had acted calmly before, the fact that the true energy was flowing in his body attracted all his attention. Mind, it was only then that he began to truly examine his body.

After a moment, he raised his eyebrows slightly. Except that his skin became firmer and fairer, he couldn't see any difference from before. But at this time, he concentrated on experiencing it. He faintly noticed that there seemed to be something more in his body. Those seemed to be some kind of power, and they were like a breath.

He walked to the mirror and found a hairpin. This hairpin should have been dropped by Mo Yu a few days ago. He picked up the hairpin, looked at the sharp hairpin, thought about it, and without hesitation, pierced it into his arm. He could clearly feel the sharpness of the object and the contact between the hairpin tip and his skin, but the stinging sensation was weakened countless times, and he was not injured. The sharp hairpin head left no trace.

As his strength gradually increased, the tingling sensation from the hairpin tip became more and more clear, but it still did not pierce his skin. His skin seemed to have undergone some magical changes. As the hairpin tip continued to sink, But there is no feeling that it will break open at all, just like a lotus leaf carrying dewdrops.

Chen Changsheng put down the hairpin, held the dagger and gave it a try.

After a while, looking at the clearly visible but not wide blood mark on his left arm, he once again confirmed that his body had undergone magical changes that he was not aware of, and its strength had been greatly improved. Even Daozangli The most perfect marrow cleansing methods ever recorded may not have the effect he has now.

What happened? This question can only be asked to Senior Black Dragon. Chen Changsheng felt the power or aura faintly flowing in his body. He could no longer suppress the confusion in his heart, nor could he suppress the sudden surge of energy that came from unknown sources. He put on his clothes as quickly as possible. Clothes and shoes, jumped out of the window.

The soles of his shoes broke through the ice and snow and flattened the yellow grass. He stood firm, his expression a little dazed. The room he lives in is on the second floor, not high from the ground. Even in normal times, with his teacher and senior brother using medicinal soup, his body will not be injured, but it is absolutely impossible to be as relaxed and agile as he is now. .

He was silent for a while, looking at the cold lake on the other side of the winter forest through the hot mist he exhaled. He wanted to try again.

Bend your knees slightly, exert force on your waist and abdomen, and kick.

Whoosh!

A small pit appeared in the snow in front of the building, and residual snow and grass clippings danced up.

Chen Changsheng's figure disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, he appeared at the lakeside dozens of feet away.

The cold wind is blowing slightly, and the fallen leaves are rising slightly.

His expression was a little dazed and his face was a little pale.

He never thought that he would have such fast speed.

All of this comes from his suddenly becoming countless times stronger and his physical strength increasing countless times.

Where does that power come from?

Is this really the effect of marrow cleansing?

It seemed that marrow washing was the only explanation, but it was hard for him to believe it.

Thinking of the strange psychological feeling when the coagulated blood on his body was washed away by water when he took a shower, he became inexplicably uneasy.

He climbed over the courtyard wall, left the National Education College, and under the cover of wind and snow, came to Beixinqiao again.

The snow is still so heavy, and the snow on the ground is still so thick.

The two lines of human footprints and the footprints of the snow mastiff that were once left in the abandoned well have long been covered up.

He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention. The guards in the distance were changing shifts and jumped into the abandoned well.

With a soft snap, his feet landed on the ground, which surprised him.

He was mentally prepared to fall for a long time, but he didn't expect that he would hit the bottom as soon as he jumped.

This abandoned well originally had no bottom. Below it was almost an abyss of darkness, which could fall all the way to the underground space and in front of the black dragon.

Now, there is a bottom of the well. The bottom of the well is solid loess, and on the loess is a shallow layer of snow.

He looked up towards the mouth of the well and saw snowflakes falling, making him squint his eyes.

He squatted down and measured the thickness of the snow at the bottom of the well, confirming that the well had been sealed for less than half a day.

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You can't, can you?

Tang Sanliu took the kitchen knife from Chen Changsheng's hand and looked into his eyes and asked.

These days, it was Chen Changsheng's turn to cook. Tang Sanliu disliked that the food he cooked was tasteless than Xuanyuan Po's. When he was about to come in and remind him that pickled peppers must be added to stir-fry meat, he happened to see The image of Chen Changsheng holding a kitchen knife and preparing to chop his finger.

Chen Changsheng knew what he had misunderstood and said, Do you think I am that kind of person?

What kind of person? Naturally, they are those who cannot bear the pressure from the outside world and thus self-mutilate to escape the challenge; or those who cannot bear the pressure from the outside world and become insane and just want to achieve quick results; or those who cannot bear the pressure from the outside world and forget about it. Those people who jumped down from the buildings because of their parents’ upbringing.

You're really not that kind of idiot, but I'm worried that you'll get violent and try to get rid of your ambition.

Tang Thirty-Six handed the kitchen knife back and said, Geniuses like us who have perfected the marrow purification will not let people have such misunderstandings.

Practitioners who successfully cleanse their marrow will greatly improve their physical strength. It is not impossible to cut off their fingers with an ordinary kitchen knife, but it is more difficult.

I'm not afraid of the kitchen knife when washing marrow, and I haven't seen you helping cut vegetables these past two days. Chen Changsheng took the kitchen knife and continued to cut the white radish.

These days, he has been to Beixinqiao twice and found that the abandoned well was really sealed. He could only learn to get used to the changes in his body. Using a kitchen knife to cut his fingers was something he often did. Only by getting used to his body Only with the strength and power can we accurately utilize this strength and power and fight with it.

It was normal for Tang Sanshiliu to be worried about him, because the imperial examination was coming soon.

People participating in the Imperial Examination have come to Kyoto from all over the mainland, and countless eyes have been cast on the National Education Academy, and on... Chen Changsheng, who claimed that he must win the first place. Although it was said that the matter of winning the first place was announced to the public by the Bishop and he had never personally admitted it, no one paid attention to this.

Because of his engagement with Xu Yourong, the Qingyun List, and this announcement, he has now become very famous and has been pushed to a very high position. The question is, who will obey him? If it weren't for Jin Yulu sitting on a deck chair, admiring the wind and snow, and drinking hot tea, the shabby gate of the National Education College would have been trampled down long ago.

One can imagine the pressure he is under now.

Actually, I have never understood that if the old sect of the State Religion and those ministers loyal to the Chen royal family want to use the revival of the State Religion Academy to challenge the authority of the Holy Queen, shouldn't I, compared to you who have been unable to succeed in marrow cleansing? A more suitable partner?

Tang Thirty-Six took a piece of green vegetable leaf, filled it with some rice, put some sour chili peppers and pickles on it, and said while wrapping it.

Chen Changsheng threw the cut white radish into the bone soup that had been stewed for a long time and said, A little person like me may be easier to control.

Tang Sanshiliu took a bite of his rice bag and said vaguely, I think it's because you have an engagement with Xu Yourong. This matter is more important.

The teenagers in the National Education Academy know very well what role they play, so they use words like little people. But it is this kind of casual mentality that shows that they don't care about the big shots at all. What the big shots want to do has nothing to do with them. They just live their own lives, participate in their own imperial examinations, and get their first place.

Chen Changsheng did not tell Tang Sanliu about the changes in his body, nor about the transformation of Xinghui into true energy. He could not imagine that he would experience burning again and that life would be worse than death.

The snowfield was like twenty years old, turning into an inescapable shadow that made him breathless.

How can we ensure that the snowfield remains undisturbed? That is, don't bother, don't sit and look at yourself. Even if you think about it, it's best not to think about it, so as to truly and completely forget it. But it is really difficult to not think about it at all, especially when I think that the snowfield is all the most condensed starlight. If they are all converted into true energy, how many will there be?

He said with emotion: It feels really good to have money.

Tang Thirty-Six said: I don't feel anything.

Chen Changsheng said: That's because you have been too rich since you were a child.

Maybe. Tang Sanliu thought for a while and admitted this.

Chen Changsheng added: But the feeling of having money but no way to spend it is really bad.

Tang Sanshiliu said sympathetically: What a country boy. After the imperial examination is over, I will teach you how to spend money.

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The snowfield is Chen Changsheng's rich savings, and it is also a terrifying pile of grass and grain. A spark may ignite it, turn it into ashes, and take him out of this world with him.

Under this situation, no one with some sense would choose to add oil or grass, but Chen Changsheng didn't think so. He still meditated quietly every night, led the starlight into his body, and held Luoluo in his hands. The jade essence that was sent over was surrounded by crystal stones sent from the Tang family in Wenshui, and he seemed to have no fear.

Others didn't know his physical condition, so looking at these pictures, they naturally had different feelings. Tang Sanliu admired him beyond measure now, thinking that the marrow cleansing had not been successful for so long, and anyone else would have been dead. Even though he gave up, this guy still persisted. His willpower was amazing.

He admired him, and he no longer had any hope that Chen Changsheng would win the first place in the imperial examination.

No matter how optimistic you are, you will be like him.

So he...became extremely diligent.

The comments on the Qingyun List and Chen Changsheng's example are all the reasons for his diligence. More importantly, if Chen Changsheng does not get the first place on the list, he will definitely become the object of ridicule. As Chen Changsheng's friend and national teacher, College students must do something.

Xuanyuan Po was equally diligent. The injury on his right arm has completely healed. Under the guidance of Chen Changsheng, he is practicing a skill. His strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and his energy has recovered infinitely. As a result, the big trees by the lake began to suffer, and the hard bluestones were like ice cubes on the lake. Keep breaking.

The peaceful college life was broken by a carriage early one morning.

At that time, Tang Sanshiliu and Xuanyuan Po were bickering, and Chen Changsheng was mumbling something in the snow, not knowing what he was carrying.

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(Write quickly, but it’s still a little late. I’ll try to update it as soon as possible tomorrow. Please vote for it.)

For no reason other than to wash away the default author’s words, I wrote this nonsense.