Fighter of the Destiny

Lishan's Ten Thousand Swords Formation was activated again, and the ten thousand sword lights under the rising sun were like flowing gold.

The white crane left the Saintess Peak with a clear cry.

There was no figure of the Holy Empress on the Gan Terrace in the Kyoto Imperial Palace.

The bells in the palace rang without warning. Although it was not urgent, it was continuous, as if it would never stop.

Under the thatched hut outside Hanqiu City, Zhu Luo suddenly opened his eyes, only infinite vigilance and shock, and he couldn't see the slightest hint of drunkenness.

In the carriage, Meili Sha also opened her eyes, and an inexplicable look flashed in her slightly cloudy eyes.

They didn't know what was happening in the far north, outside Xue Lao City, and they didn't know yet about the vibrations in Mount Li or the ringing of the bells in Li Palace, but at that moment before, they sensed something extremely unexpected and shocking. ——Zhouyuan is closed again!

There was a commotion in the woods. The elders of the Changsheng Sect, the priests of the state religion, and the teachers of various academy sects all rushed to the lingering cloud.

The lightning in the fog was still as ferocious as a snake. The passage opened by the rainbow in the early morning disappeared without knowing when and was once again occupied by the fog.

The rainbow is still there, but it keeps moving, unable to accurately open a path, and can only keep the mist rolling.

Zhu Luo and Meili Sha stood at the front, looking at the scene in front of them with serious expressions. With their eyesight, they could see the winding path looming in the fog. They confirmed that the passage had not completely disappeared, but was only affected by some kind of Interference, temporarily impassable.

The small world has its own rules, and no one can change it except the owner.

Meilisha said slowly: Unless Zhou Du|husband is resurrected, no one can close Zhou Garden in advance. Presumably, the gate of the garden will be reopened in a few days.

Having said this, the atmosphere in the forest cannot become relaxed.

Who is influencing the process of opening Zhouyuan? What does he want to do?

Zhu Luo and Merisa knew without even thinking that it must be the work of the demons.

They even directly thought of that person's name - Black Robe.

Meili Sha thought of more things, and the worry on her face became more and more intense.

When will the gate of Zhouyuan reopen?

What will happen in the garden during these days?

What will those people face?

What will happen between them?

Who can take control of the situation?

Zhu Luo suddenly said: She went in.

Meili Sha was silent for a while and said, You have to watch him.

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People in Zhou Garden didn't know what was happening outside.

Chen Changsheng and Zhe Xiu held umbrellas and walked in the light rain.

Leaving the quiet garden with small bridges and flowing water, we came to the green mountains and mausoleums.

Standing in front of a cliff, looking at the rain-wet forest under his feet and the grassland bathed in sunshine in the distance, Chen Changsheng felt his mind widened.

Zhouyuan is not just a garden, it is a real small world.

Zhou Dufu is indeed the strongest man in the continent for thousands of years. The small world he left behind is many times better than the Qingye world of Lord Pope.

Following the mountain road into the forest, and then out of the forest, the two came to a river. Looking into the distance, they saw that the grassland was still shining in the sun, and the distance was not getting closer.

Chen Changsheng took out the water bottle and looked at it. He found that it took him half an hour to get here. He compared it with the time counted silently to confirm that the flow of time had not become faster or slower.

I heard that in the depths of the grassland, there is only one day outside the garden in one month, so it is best to use it for practice. Zhe Xiu said: But it has been more than a hundred years, and no one who has entered the garden has been able to go to the deepest part of the grassland. No one knows whether Zhou Du|fu’s inheritance is there, they only know that there are many dangers hidden in that grassland, some particularly ferocious monsters.”

Chen Changsheng had also read relevant records in Taoist scriptures. Hearing the word monster, he subconsciously glanced at Zhexiu.

The wolf boy has lived in the snowy plains since he was a child, and what he is best at is probably hunting animals.

The monsters that can thrive in that grassland are not something that Tongyou Realm can fight against.

Zhexiu said expressionlessly: So don't think too much.

Looking at the grassland in the distance, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but think about it, and subconsciously touched the hilt of his sword.

The sound of the water on the riverside was a bit loud, or maybe it was in his sea of ​​consciousness. In short, Zhexiu didn't hear the two weak squeaks.

Where are we going? Zhexiu asked.

There are a total of five areas in Zhou Garden. Except for the seemingly peaceful but actually very dangerous grassland in the distance, the other four areas have been basically explored by human practitioners and demons for hundreds of years. Many of them were once powerful. The relics of the mainland's powerful men were found and passed on again, and many magical weapons were rediscovered. Hundreds of years have passed, and no one knows what else is in Zhou Garden, but all sects and academies have a consensus that if you want to obtain some magic weapons or inheritance here now, you must put in more effort than the previous generations of practitioners. , take more risks.

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, Is there any place you want to visit?

When he was observing the monument at Tianshu Mausoleum, he had already thought about what he would do after entering Zhou Garden.

He wanted to see some scenery and find some ruins. After that night, he slightly revised his travel destination, but he would definitely go to the grassland last.

Zhexiu said: I want to go to Jianchi.

Then he added: If there really is a sword pool.

Chen Changsheng said: Jianchi is just a legend, no one has ever seen it... For hundreds of years, so many senior practitioners have not found it, and I don't think we can find it either.

There is no sword. Zhe Xiu looked at him and said seriously.

Chen Changsheng thought silently for a while. It is indeed true. Over the past hundreds of years, Zhou Garden has been opened many times. The practitioners who explored the garden have discovered many magic weapons, treasures and the most precious inheritance, but they have never found swords. No matter whether it is in the mountains with angry pines or the lakeside with blue waves like mirrors, there are no swords.

When so many strong men from mainland China were defeated by Zhou Dufu, where did their swords go?

The legend of Jianchi does have some truth to it.

Even if we are lucky enough to find the sword pool, those swords will definitely be broken and their spiritual energy will be gone. We might as well search in the caves on the cliffs, maybe we can find a useful magic weapon.

I don't have a sword.

Zhe Xiu looked at him and said seriously: If possible, I would like to find a sword to use. Besides, I don't like magical weapons.

Chen Changsheng then remembered that Zhexiu had always fought with bare hands. After thinking about it, he said: I remember the predecessors' notes said that if you go upstream along the river, there will be a mountain stream on the right hand side about ten miles away. I once picked up a sword scabbard under a stream. If there really is a sword pond in Zhou Garden, it should be nearby.

I don't know when the rain stopped.

Chen Changsheng put away his umbrella and went upstream with Zhexiu.

After not walking for a long time, I suddenly heard several shrill sword sounds coming from the river bank ahead.

Walking around the beach rocks, I saw a girl sitting against a tree, her left shoulder covered in blood. She was none other than the senior sister from Kyoto who came with Chen Changsheng from Kyoto.

The little girl named Ye Xiaolian stood in front of her with her sword horizontally, her little face full of anger.

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