Fighter of the Destiny

When I woke up in the cliff cave in the morning, I saw such bloody and terrifying scenes at first sight, followed by escape, and then escape. Although there had been a few brief conversations, in fact, this was Chen Changsheng's first time. Take some time to take a closer look at the girl in white. I don’t know whether it is due to poisoning or other reasons, but the girl in white has some abnormal swelling on her cheeks. Although it cannot hide the beauty of her eyebrows, even without these swellings, it is just beautiful - for ordinary girls, Beauty is an excellent adjective, but the Xiuling tribe is the descendant of the ancient elves and the tree demon tribe. They have always been famous for their beauty. Otherwise, they would not be the most greedy objects of humans and demon nobles. Since the girl is Xiu Ling, As a member of the Spirit Tribe, the word qingli can only mean that she was born very ordinary.

She hugged her knees like a baby, lying on her side on the green grass, her eyes tightly closed, her long eyelashes unblinking, as if she was asleep, but Chen Changsheng remembered her eyes, which were on the cliff. The cave left a very deep impression on him. His eyes were very clean, and both Luo Luo and Tang Sanliu had praised them for being able to shine on people. Her eyes were also very clean, but they were different from his.

Her eyes were like autumn water, but it was not lake water, but a lighter and clearer water color.

The celadon bowl rested quietly under the eaves. A fresh spring rain fell on the earth and trickled down the corners of the eaves. It gradually turned into music. After a while, the spring rain gradually stopped and the sun shone brightly again. The eaves The bowl is the same as before, but there is more water in the bowl. There is no color, but it seems to be full of spring. There is no taste, but it is like fresh tea.

Yes, it is the layer of water in the porcelain bowl, clear and shallow, but not thin.

Looking at the sleeping girl, Chen Changsheng wanted her to open her eyes and let him see the color of the water after the new rain on the empty mountain.

Then, he remembered that when they first met in the cliff cave, he had seen some strange green flames around her pupils - if he expected it correctly, it should be the poison planted by Nanke - peacock tail feathers The poison is very difficult to remove. No wonder the Xiuling tribe, who are close to nature and are good at removing poisons with herbs, were also made so weak by this poison.

Chen Changsheng put his hand on her pulse gate and found that her meridians were empty, with almost no real energy remaining. What was even more frightening was that she had obviously lost too much energy and blood, and her pulse had become soft and weak. If she continued If this continues, I'm afraid she might actually die quietly in her sleep.

This discovery made him nervous, and he quickly thought of a solution. The medicine and food he carried with him had already been thrown out to hit people in yesterday's battle. He thought about it, put his consciousness into the hilt of the sword, and was silent for a long time. After a long time, I finally found a box somewhere that seemed empty.

That was the last box, and it was very heavy. As soon as it appeared on the grass pile, the ground sank three points into the water.

Opening the lid of the box, countless bright and dazzling gold leaves and half a box of crystal stones appeared in front of his eyes. There was also a thin book on the top, which was the general secret of Lishan Sword Technique.

This was the most direct and important part of the apprenticeship ceremony Luoluo gave him.

If the gold leaves and crystals in this box were used to buy a house, the entire Baihua Alley should be easily bought.

If he is willing to destroy the Lishan Sword Technique, even Qiu Shanjun will come to give him a big gift and thank him.

But in this dangerous grassland, the golden leaves and the Lishan Sword Technique were of no use. He pushed all the golden leaves aside, put the Lishan Sword Technique back, and took out all the half of the box of crystals. He came out, piled up around her, then walked to the edge of the green grassland, stared at the shallow pools of water and started to be in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking or what he wanted to do.

After a moment, he thrust his right hand into the lake.

It's just that now his breathing and heartbeat have become extremely slow, and his movements are naturally even slower. The movement of his hands does not match the plan at all. The water splash slightly rose, but it failed.

Just when he was feeling helpless, he suddenly discovered that there was a light layer of frost on the water around his arms.

The next moment, he pulled his hand out of the water, holding a plump water snake tightly between his fingers. The water snake did not struggle and was obviously frozen.

He can't even catch a water snake now, but the cold aura emanating from his body can help him do something.

Slowly moving back to her again, he drew out his dagger and chopped off Shuishou's head, then brought it to her lips and started pouring blood into it.

She was unconscious at this time and naturally didn't know how to swallow. Unavoidably, some snake blood spilled out from the corners of her lips, making the scene look a little bloody.

After a while, the blood in the water snake drained out. He put the snake body aside, looked at the girl's face, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and began to wipe her carefully.

Even at this time, he was still living as usual.

The blood of the water snake contains pungent fire, which is perfect for replenishing blood. In addition, the crystal stones piled around her are extremely luxurious, so it can at least ensure that she will not die in her sleep.

Only then did Chen Changsheng relax a little. He sat next to her, looked at the green grass that could not be seen through, and began to truly feel in a daze.

The lack of medicine and the inability to directly replenish blood made it difficult to cure her, and his own condition was also very bad.

The black dragon was sleeping in the lake outside You Mansion, and the mysterious frost emanating from it kept repairing the wounds on his internal organs, but that could only treat the symptoms.

He was very weak at this time, and his heartbeat and breathing were extremely slow, similar to those of cold-blooded animals before winter approaches.

This means hibernation is coming.

The method the black dragon used to save him was to hibernate.

Hibernation is sleep.

What he needs most at this time is to take a nap, a long nap, and sleep until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, until the end of the world.

But he couldn't sleep.

Because she was sleeping, he had to be awake.

This feeling is painful.

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Wanting to sleep but not being able to sleep, the picture is so beautiful. As the most effective punishment method, you can imagine how difficult it is. In order to prevent the heavy eyes from closing, Chen Changsheng made more efforts and attempts, patting and washing his face. , pinching his legs, trying to concentrate, until finally, his consciousness fell on the black stone, and he finally woke up.

The black stone and the notes were placed in a very remote corner of his world. If you didn't search carefully, you could easily miss it. Maybe it was because of this, or maybe even when he was dying, he knew it was precious instinctively, so Yesterday he did not throw the black stone and notes into the two wings of light along with other things to help himself out.

From Xining Town to Kyoto, breaking off the engagement has never been an important thing. For him, the important thing is the imperial examination, because only in this way can he meditate in Lingyan Pavilion for a night, for which he has spent an unimaginable amount of time. With energy and energy, he finally achieved this seemingly unbelievable goal. However, compared with the price he paid before, what he gained in Lingyan Pavilion seemed a bit pitiful in comparison. He was not able to directly find the person who could change his destiny. Secret, I only got this black stone and notes.

So of course he will cherish the black stone and notes very much, hoping to get more things from them. This seems to be the case. On the night when he viewed the monuments in front of the Tianshu Mausoleum, those stone tablets floated in his sea of ​​​​consciousness, but he could never fully paint them. In that starry sky, Blackstone played a very important role at that time, helping him break through to the upper realm of Netherworld. So what about this note?

Position is relative. This is the first sentence in Wang Zhice's notes, and it is also the sentence that impressed him most.

He looked at the grassland that was so green that it couldn't be bloomed, and silently understood these words. He didn't find anything, but suddenly he thought that yesterday he and Zhe Xiu jumped into the cold pool from the top of the cliff, and finally swam out of the lake. When he kept sinking to the bottom of the lake in order to avoid the pursuit of the two Nanke servants, he finally returned here and jumped into the night sky... Are the positions opposite or opposite?

Is the world of Zhou Yuan not a plane, but two opposite planes combined together? Taking the cliff at the uppermost reaches of the stream as the boundary, the lakes and mountains over there are one world, and the mountains, rivers and grasslands here are another world opposite. The passage between the two worlds is the Han Pond and the top ten of Muyu Valley. That pond beyond Yuli?

Chen Changsheng silently calculated these worlds in his mind, and then he thought about why he went to the world on the other side of the cliff with Zhe Xiu yesterday, and why he returned from the world over there to the world in front of Zhou Garden... Those are all Because of a sword intention, he initially chased away the sword intention, but in the end he seemed to be taken away by that sword intention.

He was about to die in the depths of the lake last night. How could he forget the changes that happened at the last moment?

He looked down at the metal ball in his palm, caressing it gently, thoughtfully.

Following the slight movement of his spiritual thoughts, there was a subtle but dense sound of friction and impact. In an instant, a yellow paper umbrella appeared in his hand.

After a moment of silence, he stood up and stretched forward with a yellow paper umbrella.

The yellow paper umbrella showed no reaction.

He turned his body, and the yellow paper umbrella moved slowly in the air, bringing up several breezes.

When the yellow paper umbrella pointed at a place he thought was in the southwest, it suddenly stopped.

It wasn't that he made the yellow paper umbrella stop, but that the yellow paper umbrella didn't seem to want to move anymore, and even the wind on the grass suddenly disappeared without a trace.

A slight but clear tremor spread from the umbrella surface to the ribs and then to the umbrella handle, to his hand, and finally to his heart.

A sword intent appeared far ahead.

This sword intent was very ethereal, just like what he felt at the cold pool yesterday, but it was also very strong, making him instinctively feel a bit of awe.

The sword words were silent, as if they had been stationary there for countless years, but the appearance itself represented a kind of call.

Chen Changsheng thought about the scene of the yellow paper umbrella running with him at the last moment last night, and murmured: Is this sword intention looking for you?

After a moment of silence, he looked at the yellow paper umbrella and said, Or...are you just looking for this sword intention?

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(The design of the yellow paper umbrella is really interesting... I have always liked umbrellas, all kinds of umbrellas, because umbrellas can play many roles, such as radar at this time.)