Fighter of the Destiny

There are three swords in Yuge, but there is no fourth sword.

Mo Yu stood by the window, silent. Many Li Gong priests only saw the gracefulness and power of Gou Hanshi's Three Fishing Swords, but they did not realize like she did that Gou Hanshi only used them in the decisive battle because he had consumed too much in the battle with Zhe Xiu. With the three strongest swords, what he seeks is quick victory.

Of course, although Gou Hanshi's Three Swords of Fishing Song was avoided by Chen Changsheng with great luck, she still did not think that this young man had any chance of winning, because the gap in realm could not be completely made up by magic weapons, and it was even more difficult to compare with the cheap skills of courage. It has nothing to do with things. Since the threshold is there, it is impossible to cross it.

That threshold is called Tongyou.

Gou Hanshi has already reached the netherworld, and Chen Changsheng is still far away from the netherworld. This determines the outcome of this battle, no matter how injured Gou Hanshi is or how exhausted he is.

What is Tongyou? Tongyou means connecting heaven and earth through Youfu. As long as you can cultivate to this state, the meridians in the body will be completely connected, and the true energy will circulate endlessly. And at that time, heaven and earth will be the same as the cultivator, and the movement of hands and feet will generate spontaneous reactions, and the true energy will flow endlessly. It is more pure and powerful. If the true essence of a practitioner in the Zuozhao Realm is like a stone, then the true essence of the Dongyou Realm is like an iron drill, countless times more powerful.

The further you go in your practice, the more difficult and dangerous it becomes. The pass to Tongyou is even more special, with a very high mortality rate. Therefore, this pass is often called the pass of life and death by young practitioners with fear and longing. The reason why the mortality rate is so high when traveling to the Netherworld is because the Nether Palace... is the heart.

The heart is too fragile, and once it is injured, it is difficult to save it, so you must slowly work on it. After you have reached the state of sitting and taking photos, you can use the extremely subtle self-contemplation method to control your spiritual consciousness, lead the starlight into the body and tap lightly on the Youfu. The door of You Mansion will slowly open until your mind finally agrees with the principles of heaven and earth. Therefore, there is also a saying that accessing the underworld is to cultivate the mind. It is extremely difficult and requires at least a hundred nights of stars to knock on the door. If the practitioner is not careful, the underworld will be damaged, ranging from severe injury to paralysis, and the most common death will be direct death.

Since the Book of Heaven came to the world and humans began to practice, countless practitioners have fallen in front of this threshold, and countless talented young geniuses have tragically died here. So there has always been a saying in mainland China. Only a genius who has gained access to the secluded world is a true genius.

Gou Shoushi had already entered the underworld before he was twenty years old. He was certainly a genius, and even more so a wizard.

How could Chen Changsheng be his opponent?

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Yuge's three swords seemed natural and calm, but in fact they consumed the real energy extremely. Even with Gou Hanshi's ability, he had to wait for a moment after using the three swords in a row, and he had doubts about certain things.

Chen Changsheng used the Falling Rain Whip and the Wenshui Sword to take the first two swords, mainly relying on the power of these two magical weapons. However, when they came into contact, Gou Hanshi clearly felt that there were some problems with his true energy. It was not like, or It shouldn't be as powerful as he appears, it should be more ordinary.

Your meridians... He looked at Chen Changsheng and raised his eyebrows slightly, but ultimately said nothing.

Chen Changsheng was leaning against the wall, holding the dagger in his hand, staring at him warily, with an unusually solemn and focused expression. After confirming that there was no fourth sword, he relaxed a little and flipped his fingers as fast as he could.

He flicked the ring finger of his left hand, and the golden thread wrapped around the end of the finger suddenly straightened and turned into a golden needle. The front end was extremely sharp and shone with a cold light.

He plunged the golden needle into his neck like lightning, until only one end was left.

With this movement, the golden needle entered his body and trembled slightly, helping him to stabilize his consciousness as quickly as possible. At the same time, it stimulated the three broken meridians in his upper body to twist and rub invisible at a distance. It was naturally impossible. Allowing the meridians to penetrate, but leaving a wider channel for the movement of true energy.

Luo Luo and Xuanyuan Po's bodies were different from his, but by giving them guidance and treatment, Chen Changsheng's research on meridians became more profound. Although it was impossible to cure his own illness, he could make some remedies.

Gou Hanshi didn't know what he was doing and thought it was a way to stimulate potential. For an upright Taoist sect like the Lishan Sword Sect, this method was undoubtedly an evil sect, and he couldn't help but frown.

Chen Changsheng didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't care what he might think. He used a dagger to cut a strip of cloth on his coat, tied his right hand to the hilt of the sword tightly, and bit it with his teeth.

Gou Hanshi frowned slightly, and his hand holding the sword tightened by three points because he felt something different.

Just when his fingers were slightly tightened, Chen Chang came to life, from Spica to Oxus, and the sky changed in the east. In an instant, the figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Gou Hanshi.

The dagger fell through the air, but it met Gou Hanshi's sword.

Gou Hanshi didn't know all the complicated and inexplicable directions of the Ye Shi Step, but he knew the Ye Shi Step. Otherwise, he wouldn't have talked about the broken footwork at the Ivy Banquet. He couldn't predict the enemy's opportunity, but he could do it. In order to prepare for the sword in Chen Changsheng's hand, no one was missed from all directions around him.

The two swords intersected, but did not intersect. They were separated by a very small distance, and met with the true energy attached to the swords. The qi whirlpool was reborn, then disappeared, and was forced to separate.

There was a crisp sound, and Chen Changsheng flew backwards.

He originally wanted to use the method of Shengzhuang to change feathers, which was exactly the method Gou Hanshi taught Liang Banhu on how to defeat Tang Thirty-Six. He exchanged swords for swords, injuries for injuries, and relied on his strong body strength to seek victory. Thinking of it, before the two swords actually met, they were forced back by Gou Hanshi's casual sword.

The most frightening thing is that the two swords have been separated, but he can clearly feel a thread of condensed true energy running along the sword body, passing through the vein gate, and heading straight towards his Youfu!

With a muffled groan, Chen Changsheng's mind was hurt by the sword's intention, and blood bleeded from the corners of his lips. His footsteps fell to the ground, unable to stand firm, and he retreated again and again until he retreated to the stone wall, and then he barely stood firm.

The sword edge broke through the air. He held the sword horizontally in front of him, thinking he was on the defensive. His face turned slightly pale, and blood dripped from the corners of his lips. He looked a little bleak, and what was even bleaker was his state of mind at this time.

Gou Hanshi was really strong, much stronger than Zhuang Changyu. He wanted to exchange injuries for injuries, but he couldn't.

The air in the Washing Building resounded with a shrill sound again, and Gou Hanshi's sword came again. This time he used the Thirteen Inverted Star Sword. The sword came out like a star, seemingly constant, but elusive.

There were more than ten crisp sounds in succession.

Chen Changsheng was unable to defend the area under his feet, so he was forced to turn to the left and retreat again and again. His steps were disordered and the slightly wet sand was rubbed against him, and he retreated more than ten feet in a row. When he finally stood firm, he could no longer suppress the annoyance in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood with a pop.

Gou Hanshi held his sword and stood quietly. His eyes looking at Chen Changsheng did not contain any mockery, contempt or ridicule, but instead showed a hint of appreciation and admiration.

From the Three Swords of Yu Ge to the Thirteen Swords of Falling Stars, he used all the sword moves he was most familiar with and the most powerful. With more than ten years of hard training, these sword moves were continuous, as fast as lightning, and the styles were corresponding. No matter which opponent it is, under this series of offensives, they will definitely be in a hurry and suffer defeat.

Chen Changsheng was unable to block these swords and retreated in a panic. He was shocked by the true energy and kept vomiting blood. However, his steps were still steady and his mind was calm as usual.

Because he knows how to deal with these swords.

Chen Changsheng's practice in swordsmanship was limited by time and could not reach its peak. He knew the way but could not practice it to the fullest. However, he had extensive knowledge in swordsmanship and was especially familiar with the swordsmanship of the Lishan Sword Sect. Others don't know how to break Gou Hanshi's sword moves, but he can find the most suitable sword moves to respond. If the realms between the two parties were not too far apart, or he would be able to take it more easily.

Unfortunately, there is still an insurmountable gap between realms.

Chen Changsheng looked at Gou Hanshi without saying a word. The right hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He truly felt the power of the Tongyou Realm. He felt the wisp of true energy still passing through the meridians and attacking. He was very convinced that if it weren't for the cloth Tie the hilt of the sword to the palm of your hand. The sword may have been released again.

The most obvious manifestation of this gap between realms is the gap in the degree of concentration or intensity of the true energy. He knows very well that there is no way to close this gap in a short time, so he can only think of other ways. , try to narrow this gap in quantity.

All I have is silver, and all you have is gold. Silver is cheap but gold is expensive. So if I want to overwhelm you in terms of property, I can only count on me owning many times more silver than you. Yes, it’s that simple.

With his mind made up, Chen Changsheng began to sit and meditate without hesitation. His spiritual consciousness traveled from the outside in and traveled thousands of miles to the white snowfield. His spiritual consciousness fell on the snowfield in the southeast corner like a breeze.

At that moment, he seemed to hear a certain sound. The sound was the fallen leaves that had been dry for several years being ignited. It was someone putting a basin of oil on the bonfire. It was the encounter between the strongest wine and the most beautiful girl.

There was a crash, a rustle, and then a burst of cheers.

The breeze fell like fire, and the snowfield in the southeast corner was instantly ignited. The stars that had been calm for several months turned into violent flames, burning everything around them.

Chen Changsheng's body instantly became extremely hot, and the air around him became hot.

The terrifying high temperature took over his mind and body, and the moisture turned into sweat beads and was lost rapidly. I don't know if it was for this reason that his muscles were dehydrated, causing pain like tearing.

The greater pain came from feeling. He instinctively stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his lips greedily, resisting the unbearable thirsty feeling between his lips and tongue.

He was really thirsty, wanted to drink water, and wanted to rush into the cold rain.

The people watching the battle remained silent. It was not until they saw Chen Changsheng holding his sword in front of him and the air in the dust-washing building instantly becoming extremely hot that they realized what was happening.

Is he in the first photo again?

How can this be?

How many stars are there in his body?

Where are those stars hidden?

On the second floor of the Washing Building, countless shocked questions rang out.

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(I was really exhausted from writing this last chapter, and it took me several hours to finish it... There are still more than 3,000 words left until the task is completed tomorrow. Show your hands, I am so strong, how about it?)