Fighter of the Destiny

Chen Changsheng rubbed his eyes that were a little sore from the sunset, stood up from the threshold, and said, I'm not waiting for anything.

Gou Hanshi said: Although you want to take a road that has not been taken before, in your own words, that method is a bit stupid, but you also said that that method should be feasible, so it stands to reason , it’s impossible that you still can’t understand the first Heavenly Book Monument, because I know that your comprehension ability is stronger than many people imagine.”

As the only two people in the world who dare to claim to have read the Dao Zang thoroughly, he and Chen Changsheng are of course rivals. From the Ivy Banquet to the Imperial Examination, they have competed with each other. But precisely because they are rivals, they can truly understand each other. He looked at Chen Changsheng From an ordinary young man who did not know how to practice, it took only a few months to reach the secluded place in the rain in the academy. How could he achieve this without a strong ability to comprehend?

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, I think the method I discussed with you the night before is wrong.

Gou Hanshi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, What's wrong?

Chen Changsheng said: I can't tell what's wrong. If I follow the idea of ​​observing the changes in the inscriptions, I should be able to solve the Heavenly Book Stele. But I always feel a little strange. I always feel that something is wrong. If I haven't thought about it thoroughly, Even if I continue to interpret it, it’s hard for me to convince myself because what I practice is to follow my heart.”

Gou Hanshi said: Do you want to think of a new way to unblock the monument?

Chen Changsheng said: I have this idea, but I haven't made up my mind yet.

Gou Hanshi frowned, thinking that changing his mind midway was a taboo in viewing the monument, and said, You know this is a very dangerous idea.

Chen Changsheng understood what he meant. If he continued to hesitate like this, the hope of unlocking those heavenly book tablets would become smaller and smaller.

He thought seriously for a long time and said, If it really can't be solved, forget it.

No matter what you think about, don't think in a roundabout way. After Gou Hanshi said this, he walked towards the house.

Chen Changsheng looked at his back and said, The egg custard is still a little warm, so don't rush to lift the lid.

His words had no other meaning, but Gou Hanshi had some other meanings, thinking that maybe his current waiting was justified.

After a while, Zhexiu also returned to the thatched cottage. Among the seven people living in the thatched house, he and Chen Changsheng were the only ones who had not succeeded in unblocking the monument. Looking at the courtyard, which was much deserted compared to last night, his face showed a trace of disgust for himself, and he asked Chen Changsheng Said: Why can't I always do it? Is there something wrong with my talent?

Chen Changsheng thought to himself that a wolf boy with no family and sect, who was completely self-taught, could frighten many demon clans in the cruel snowfield, and could surely defeat Guan Feibai and other young masters on the Qingyun Ranking. His blood talent Not only is there no problem, but it is incredibly powerful.

It has nothing to do with talent.

What does that have to do with? Diligence or focus?

It has nothing to do with that, it's just because... Chen Changsheng looked at him and said seriously: You study too little.

Zhexiu was a little angry. He had been wandering around in the snowfield since he was a child, and he had no chance to study.

Chen Changsheng took out the notes left by Xun Mei from his arms, handed them to him and said, It's just that you don't study enough. The most troublesome thing is that I have observed you and found that you really don't like reading. The notes left by your predecessors, you I’ve only watched it twice, and I even fell asleep while watching it last night, how can this be possible?”

Zhexiu's face turned pale, not as pale as after being injured, but with anger. He took the notebook and went directly into the thatched hut.

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At five o'clock in the morning the next day, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes, took five breaths to calm down, and then got up. He found Tang Sanliu sleeping beside him with his arms and legs spread out, snoring like thunder. When he walked out of the house, he saw Qi Jian and others also there. While sleeping soundly, I realized that they had returned from the Mausoleum of the Book of Heaven at some unknown time late last night.

After washing up, he started boiling water for cooking as he did two days ago, and then started sweeping the courtyard and repairing the broken fences. He did not leave until Tang Sanliu and others finished breakfast and went to the Tomb of Heavenly Books to view the monument. Meaning, there is no anxiety at all on his face, and he even seems to be enjoying his current life.

When the courtyard was empty, he sat back on the threshold, opened Xun Mei's notes and started reading again. He gradually became enchanted and gained more and more.

For a whole day, except for cooking and cleaning, he never left the threshold, and naturally he did not take a look at Zhaoqing Monument.

In the evening, Tang Sanshiliu and others returned to the thatched house one after another. After dinner, they gathered around the table and began to discuss the inscriptions on the second Heavenly Book Monument. The atmosphere was very lively.

Chen Changsheng called Zhexiu to the back room, took out the copper needles from the needle box, and began to treat him. He was still in the preliminary stage of determining the malformation of the meridians. He wanted to solve the problem that had tortured Zhexiu for more than ten years. It would not be a temporary solution. A matter of a while.

After a long time, while discussing the monument around the table, they realized that two people were missing. Qi Jian looked at the closed door, with a look of unbearability on his innocent little face. Gou Hanshi frowned and shook his head. Even he was beginning to feel strange now.

Not wanting to irritate the two people in the back room, the discussion at the table ended.

Tang Thirty-Six suddenly stood up, opened the door and looked at Chen Changsheng and said, Three more people passed by today.

Chen Changsheng focused on twisting the copper needle between his fingers and whispered something to Zhexiu, ignoring him.

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Time passed day by day, and it was already the seventh day for the candidates for this year's imperial examination to enter the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books.

On the fifth day, Zhexiu finally passed the Zhaoqing Monument. I wonder if it was because he had been reading a book these nights.

Chen Changsheng, however, has not been able to successfully remove the monument. So far, he has set a new record.

In the past, he had an extremely glorious record in the world of spiritual practice, and that was that he was one of the youngest practitioners of Netherworld.

Now this record is not so glorious.

Among the first-place finishers in all previous imperial examinations, it took him the longest to decipher the first Heavenly Book Stele, and it might even be longer.

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In the blink of an eye, the time to enter the tomb came to the tenth day.

After five o'clock in the morning, Chen Changsheng finally left the thatched house and came to the stele house. He looked at the black stone stele in silence, not knowing what he was thinking.

As the morning light grew stronger, the observers entered the Tianshu Tomb one after another, and came to the monument house. Looking at him sitting cross-legged under the tree, they were a little surprised at first, and then developed more emotions.

In the eyes of those people, you can see sympathy, pity, ridicule and gloating.

Some people stayed away from him and walked into the stele house. Some people deliberately walked past him, their steps seemed particularly relaxed, and then disappeared in front of the stele with the breeze that lingered around the eaves of the house.

The people in the thatched hut also came after breakfast.

Seeing this scene, Guan Feibai frowned and walked away without saying anything.

Tang Sanshiliu stood in front of him and asked, Do you want to accompany you?

Chen Changsheng raised his head, looked at him and said seriously: In the Heavenly Book Monument, no matter how short the time is, it is extremely precious, you must cherish it.

Tang Sanshiliu was very speechless, thinking that you, a guy who has been a tourist and a cook in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books for ten days, had the nerve to say such a thing.

Zhexiu didn't say anything and sat down directly next to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng didn't speak either.

The morning breeze gently blew the treetops, and green leaves fell on the eaves.

Thank you, it's almost time. Chen Changsheng said sincerely.

Zhexiu stood up and walked into Beilu.

It's almost the same here, not that he saw hope of understanding the monument, but that Zhexiu spent time with him.

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At noon on the twelfth day, the spring sun was a bit scorching. Chen Changsheng sat in the stele hut, using the eaves to block the light.

The breeze stirred slightly, and two young men appeared in front of Beilu. One of them is named Guo En, a senior disciple of Cijian Temple under the jurisdiction of Southern Saintess Peak. He came in third in the imperial examination the year before last. The other is named Mu Nu, who was the strongest student in Tiandao Academy before Zhuang changed his feathers. I have been viewing monuments in Tianshu Mausoleum for more than four years.

These two were both young geniuses on the Qingyun List. As time goes by, they observe the monuments for a long time, and they gain access to the hidden world. Now they have already entered the Midas List. The northern and southern sects have always been at odds with each other. The two people, who were already famous outside the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books, were at odds with each other at the beginning, but now their relationship has become quite good.

Are you Chen Changsheng? Mu Nu asked, looking at him expressionlessly.

More than ten days ago, when Zhong Hui successfully deconstructed the monument, the two of them were present, but Chen Changsheng did not recognize them. He only knew that they should be the observers of the monument in previous years: Exactly, what advice do you two have?

The corners of Mu Nu's lips twitched slightly, half-smiling, but did not answer.

Guo En looked at Chen Changsheng and shook his head, sighing: The master sent a letter saying that this year the great dynasty produced a great person. Now it seems that it is really an exaggeration.

Mu Nu said: Otherwise, it is truly remarkable to be able to reach the underworld at the age of fifteen. It's just that in the beginning, the practice was like a sharp blade cutting through bamboo, and then it became stagnant like sand and stone. There are too many such people in history. It should be noted that the Mausoleum of Heaven's Book is The real test, this person can't even pass the Zhaoqing Monument, I'm afraid he is also that kind of person, it's really a pity.

They were clearly looking at Chen Changsheng, but they were talking on their own, as if Chen Changsheng didn't exist, or they didn't care about Chen Changsheng's reaction at all.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a moment and sat back in front of the stone tablet.

Guo En and Mu Nu smiled, turned around and walked side by side towards the Tomb of Heavenly Books, while the conversation continued.

What kind of person is Xu Yourong? How could you possibly marry him?

Is this the hope for the revival of the National Education Academy? It's really ridiculous.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but their voices were very clear and kept reaching Chen Changsheng's ears.

Then, there was a burst of laughter on the mountain road.

Chen Changsheng looked at the stone tablet quietly, as if he was not affected at all.

Spring is getting deeper.

There are hundreds of snow geese in the sky, returning from distant places.

They come from the warm Daxizhou, return across the sea, and will go to Tianzhu Peak to spend a long summer.

The sound of wild geese is a bit tired, but still clear.

In the woods around Beilu, the chirping of birds sounded, as if they were mocking the snow geese for asking for trouble and being stupid.

Chen Changsheng looked up at the two beautiful white lines in the blue sky, and laughed as he recalled the time when he rode a crane and chased the snow geese on the mountain behind Xining Town.

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