Fighter of the Destiny

Linguang Sword is a set of swordsmanship and a sword. It is the Taoist sword of Tiandao Academy. To be more precise, it has always been the sword of Vice President Zhuang. This sword is not ranked in the list of 100 weapons, but its power is not far different from the weapons at the back of the list. If an ordinary person is slashed three times by the Light Sword, no matter how perfect the marrow cleansing is, the body and head will be separated, at least He was seriously injured and could not get up, but Chen Changsheng stood up with his hands on the stone wall.

But he was still seriously injured after all, and blood overflowed from the three sword marks on his chest, which looked a little scary.

Is that how it goes?

Zhuang Changyu looked at him expressionlessly, paused for a moment and then said in a more serious tone: How can you be qualified to be His Highness's teacher at this level?

The Highness in his words is naturally not Princess Pingguo or King Chenliu, but His Highness Luoluo.

If you really fully mastered the Ye Shi Step, or you can make me afraid, but after all, your Ye Shi Step is fake, or just an imitation, specious, how can you use it to fight? It's just an illusion. , as long as you close your eyes, your body skills cannot deceive the world.

Zhuang Huanyu looked at him and continued: Just like those methods of true energy movement that you taught His Highness, they seem to be exquisite, but in fact they are evil ways that cannot be entered into the house, and they are just playing tricks. If you really want, Your Highness can If she has a better future, you should let her stay in Tiandao Academy and solve that problem by studying the authentic techniques of Xuan Sect.

Yes, this is the origin of his resentment towards Chen Changsheng, and this is why he is dissatisfied with Chen Changsheng. He hopes that Chen Changsheng can be stronger and prove to himself and the world that he is qualified to be His Highness's teacher, instead of being like now In this way, he was defeated easily, and it turned out that he was just a deceitful person.

That's a matter for our National Education Academy. Thank you for your suggestion, but I may not accept it.

Chen Changsheng raised his right arm, wiped off the blood on his chin with his sleeve, looked at Zhuang Changyu and said.

Zhuang Changyu raised his sword eyebrows slightly, looked at him and shouted in displeasure: Do you still want to be stubborn without regrets? Facts have proved that no matter how perfect you are in cleansing your marrow and how strong your defensive ability is, you will never be the opponent of a truly strong person. Because your amount of true energy is too thin and your realm is too bad.

Chen Changsheng remained silent, looking down at the hilt of the sword he was holding tightly.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhuang Changyu became even more angry for some reason, and said in a cold voice: Practice is a university subject, and in battle, you still have to rely on your true energy to beat people. Since ancient times, the practice of practice starts with marrow cleansing, followed by sitting photos and Tongzhao. You, every pass has its own reason. Cleansing the marrow is the prerequisite for sitting in the photo, but it is not a means of fighting. Your true energy is so thin that you can't sit in the first level, but you want to defeat your opponent with the ability of cleaning the marrow. How arrogant and ignorant. , am I wrong to say that you have gone astray? You just walked on your own, do you still want to lead His Highness to this road of no return?

There was silence in the Washing Building, except for the cold and powerful voice of this young and powerful man from Tiandaoyuan, which echoed on the ground covered with yellow sand.

The realm is too low. There is nothing you can do. Sure enough, Chen Changsheng can only go so far.

In the dark room on the second floor, the voice of the dean of the Star Reaching Academy sounded, expressing some emotion, some regret, and some relief.

This room was very large. People sat in their respective seats, silent, listening to Zhuang Changyu's voice coming from the window, and made the same judgment about this battle.

In the previous round of battle, Chen Changsheng was able to defeat the young expert from Shuangcheng, who was ranked more than 20 on the Qingyun Ranking, because he maximized his movement speed and suddenly used the Yeshi Step, which allowed him to The Frost City master was caught off guard, and was ultimately defeated by the power he could fully exert in close combat.

But this round his opponent was Zhuang Changyu.

Zhuang Huanyu is the most outstanding student in Tiandao Academy. He practices the authentic skills of the Xuan sect. Every step of his practice is extremely solid and stable. He never advances rashly. He also has the teachings and suggestions from the teachers of the academy. He is extremely experienced and can take action easily. With his absolute advantages in real energy and moves, he directly crushed Chen Changsheng, not giving his opponent any chance to get close, and naturally preventing any accidents from happening.

Dean Mao Qiuyu's disciple is indeed extraordinary. The Bishop of the Zongsi Temple sighed.

The big shots in the room have been watching the battle for a long time. They have seen Zhexiu and Gou Hanshi take action, and they know that Zhuang Changyu is not the one with the strongest cultivation level, but he is the most stable one. In other words, he may be very It is difficult to cross the border and defeat a strong man like Gou Hanshi, but there is absolutely no way to defeat an opponent with weaker cultivation than him.

Especially after watching this battle, people even vaguely felt that Zhuang Changyu's level was higher than what was rumored. Even if he faced off against His Highness Luo Luo or Zhe Xiu, he would still have the power to win a battle. It was difficult to determine in advance how his opponent Chen Changsheng could be his opponent.

Yes, the big shots watching the battle, including the Li Palace priests in the other rooms, had already pronounced Chen Changsheng's defeat.

After several battles, people have confirmed that this student from the National Education Academy who was unable to practice a few months ago has indeed successfully purified his marrow, but he is just sitting in the first state, regardless of the amount of true energy, the degree of purity, or anything else. In terms of performance, there is still a big gap between them and the truly strong people who participated in the imperial examination.

Chen Changsheng's ability to reach the top eight of the Great Imperial Examination depends entirely on his unimaginable speed and strength, in addition to luck. But now, his luck has lost its meaning, because all the opponents are truly strong. No matter how incredible the speed and strength are, it is meaningless, because those strong people can directly crush him in terms of realm and amount of true energy, as long as they don't Like the young master from Frost City in the last round, if he made a big mistake in tactics, he would have no chance of victory - the gap in realm cannot be made up by hard work or courage.

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Is the quantity of true energy really the most important thing? Chen Changsheng said to himself as he looked at the dagger he was holding tightly in his hand.

Zhuang Changyu looked at him and frowned slightly, not knowing what he meant by saying such words at this time.

Chen Changsheng's face had no expression and looked a little dull. No one could tell that he was struggling in his heart at this time, hesitating whether to take the risk or not.

The practitioner's true energy comes from the stars in the night sky. When the starlight is used to cleanse the marrow, those starlights containing strange energy will also enter the practitioner's body, waiting to be triggered by the practitioner's spiritual consciousness or It is said to be ignited and turned into true energy that practitioners can control freely.

Chen Changsheng's true energy is indeed very small and very impure. His meridians are all broken, so how can he make his true energy move freely? But there is still a lot of starlight hidden in his body. In other words, as long as he wants, he can let himself have more real energy, but that will be a huge risk.

In the underground space under the abandoned shaft of Beixinqiao, in front of the black dragon, for some reason, he skipped the marrow washing pass and took the photo directly. His physical strength is much stronger now than at that time, but he is still very strong. It's hard to make up your mind to take the photo again, because if you fail, you will most likely die.

The medical case in the annotation to the Si Zhao Jing and his own experiences all prove this point.

Carrying out the first adventure under the shadow of death requires only courage. The second adventure requires even more courage.

Fortunately, on the night of the Ivy Banquet and the day when he was forced to sit for the photo, he had already experienced life and death twice in the underground space before the black dragon, and had two real thoughts about death that he had been thinking about for many years. He has figured out a lot of things - in the face of death, he still will not surrender, but he is no longer as afraid as before.

Just like this, facing a powerful enemy like Zhuang Changyu, he would not surrender, let alone fear.

He raised his head, looked at Zhuang Changyu, and said, In that case, let me give it a try.

try what? Except for him, no one in Xichen Building knew or could even guess.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then spit it out.

It seemed as if bubbles were bubbling up from the bottom of the spring.

As soon as he took a breath, there was almost no air in his lungs. Suddenly, there was no air at all.

His sea of ​​consciousness woke up, and there were gentle waves on the sea.

An extremely condensed spiritual consciousness was generated from his sea of ​​consciousness, floating upwards, going somewhere in the blue sky, as if it was about to leave this world.

In another instant, the spiritual consciousness returned to the ground from the blue sky, shrank inwardly, entered his body from the outside in, and came to the small world.

His consciousness turned into a breeze, freely traveling back and forth in that world.

The breeze is him, he is the breeze.

He saw the nine intersecting mountains, the boundless wilderness, and the lake hanging in the air.

Finally, he saw the snowfield.

The snowfield was cut into dozens of pieces by extremely deep cracks.

The snowfield was much thicker than when he sat in meditation a few days ago. Even at this time, some snowflakes were still falling.

These days he has never stopped attracting starlight into his body.

Those snowflakes are extremely pure stars. As long as they are touched and ignited by spiritual consciousness, they will turn into clear water that nourishes the world. That clear water is true essence.

In the words of Zhuang Huanyu, in the words of many people, and in the countless words of Tao Zang, it is the most important true essence for practitioners.

Chen Changsheng hesitated for a short moment.

He is really not afraid of death now, but he doesn't want to suffer that kind of pain again, because that kind of pain will most likely make him faint on the spot. Once that happens, the battle will naturally be lost.

But it’s something to do after all.

After hesitation, the breeze did not stop, but drifted down to a snowfield in the southeast corner.

It was like a wildfire falling on the mountains filled with dead leaves.

With a bang, the snowfield burned violently.

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The room on the second floor was very quiet. The big shots were sitting in silence on their respective seats, waiting for Chen Changsheng to admit defeat, waiting for the battle to end, waiting for this year's imperial examination to finally write down the ending, and the old faction of the state religion. The attempt, or attempt, suffered the heaviest blow.

However, at this moment, a breath suddenly appeared in the Xichen Building.

The aura was a bit violent and very fiery, as if someone had lit a bonfire downstairs, and the fire was huge.

Mo Yu's expression was slightly stern, and he stood up. The palace skirt dragged out an afterimage in the dim room and flew to the window in an instant.

She looked through the paper flowers on the window and looked downstairs. There was no expression on her face, but there was something strange in her eyes.

The big shots present were all powerful men with advanced realms. How could they not sense what that aura represented? No one paid any attention to the realm of strength that Mo Yu had shown in the previous moment. They came to the window one after another and asked downstairs. Looking around, his expression changed suddenly as he looked, and he was speechless for a moment.

In front of the stone wall downstairs, Chen Changsheng stood in the yellow sand with his eyes closed. Next to his bare feet was the gravel wet with the blood dripping from his body.

That violent and fiery aura came from his body.

People clearly feel that his realm is improving, the amount of true energy in his body is increasing, and his aura is getting stronger.

In his spiritual perception, he became brighter and brighter.

It's like a real campfire.

How can this be?

How can this be!

People stood by the window and looked at this scene. The expressions on their faces became extremely weird and shocking.

At this time, Chen Changsheng actually started to sit down and look at himself. He was turning the starlight into true energy!

The problem is, except for the very beginning, when the practitioner transfers from the marrow-washing state to the seated-illumination state, the practitioner burns all the starlight accumulated before into true essence, and there will be such a strong aura leaking out. Later, the practitioner leads the star Replenishing the true essence is just a trickle-down matter, how could there be such a big movement?

Is this the first time that Chen Changsheng has taken a photo of himself?

Impossible. Through the previous rounds of fighting, it was very clear that he had now completed the practice from marrow cleansing to sitting in the photo, otherwise it would be impossible for the true energy to flow in his body.

So what's going on in this scene now?

Could it be said that there are people in this world who can take two first-time sitting photos?

There was dead silence in the washing building.

Everyone was shocked and speechless.

Whether it is the well-informed big shots at the window or the priests who have left the palace.

Zhuang Changyu was even more shocked and speechless.

The temperature in the building instantly increased.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes, but the yellow sand around his feet floated up. The gravel that was condensed into a ball with blood dried and cracked after being roasted by the invisible high temperature.

All the blood and water were turned into smoke.

In the fluttering yellow sand, Chen Changsheng's face became redder and redder, and he could feel that his body was getting hotter and hotter.

Looking at this scene, an Archbishop of the Holy Temple frowned slightly and became calmer.

He didn't know why Chen Changsheng was able to take the first photo for the second time, but he could see that the young man had no way to control the burning starlight in his body.

If this continues, even if he is not burned to death, his sanity will be damaged. King Chen Liu said worriedly.

As long as the marrow cleansing is successful, the practitioner's body will be able to withstand the high temperature and power brought about by the transformation of starlight into true energy during the first exposure. But the sitting photo of Chen Changsheng at this time was obviously a little strange. The number of stars burning in his body seemed to be too much, and the temperature of his body could not be restrained from rising.

The washing building is getting hotter and hotter, and the sound of cicadas suddenly comes from outside the building, as if summer is coming early.

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There is a palace deep inside the palace.

There is a gray pottery basin in the corner of the palace.

There is a plant in the pot with several green stems but only one green leaf.

The edges of the green leaves are slightly wilted and slightly curled.

As I get older, my memory really gets worse, and I actually forgot to water it again.

The Pope walked to the pottery basin, looked at the green leaves and sighed.

Then he picked up the wooden ladle and reached into the pool next to the basin.

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