Fighter of the Destiny

Qiu Shanjun's face is very pale, but it is different from the paleness caused by excessive blood loss and injuries in the past few days. He is more haggard and depressed.

In the middle of the night, he didn't know what he had gone through, and he had gone through a lot of vicissitudes.

Gou Hanshi could see clearly and knew why. He felt very complicated, sympathetic, and then a little unhappy.

Sympathy is for Senior Brother, displeasure is for Xu Yourong.

He knew that this matter was not Xu Yourong's fault, it was just a matter of distance, and he couldn't understand why things had developed to this point.

Even if he had read Tao Zang thoroughly since he was a child, he still couldn't understand these things.

I don't know how much time passed, but Qiu Shanjun suddenly said: Junior sister will return to Kyoto in a few days. If you are okay, please accompany her.

Gou Hanshi was a little confused and asked, What's wrong?

Qiu Shanjun looked at the stars on the ground outside the cave and said: Uncle Master... may leave with the Saint. Where Tiannan will go from now on depends on what happens in Kyoto.

Hearing these words, Gou Hanshi was surprised. It took him a long time to calm down and asked, What is Junior Sister doing back to Kyoto? Does she really want to terminate the engagement herself?

Qiu Shanjun shook his head and said: That matter is not the key. On the contrary, I am mainly worried about her battle with Chen Changsheng.

Gou Hanshi was even more puzzled, wondering why my uncle, master, and senior brother you all insisted that junior sister Yourong would definitely fight Chen Changsheng after she returned to Kyoto?

The north and the south are united. Neither the Holy Queen nor the Pope are willing to cause too much trouble at this time. In other words, the two saints will definitely remain silent. The battle for the throne is still under the water, and the new rules of the state religion , various academies perform martial arts... What the Tianhai family and the two archbishops did is actually very similar to what the Pope and Archbishop Melisa did, which was to build momentum for the final battle.

Qiu Shanjun looked at him and said calmly: From the Ivy Banquet to the Great Imperial Examination, and then to the Tomb of Heavenly Books, Chen Changsheng walked under the stars, first defeating you and then defeating his life. And this time, if he can continue to win, when When his power and reputation were at their peak, Junior Sister Yourong returned to the capital from Tiannan and won in one fell swoop, so who else would dare to easily challenge the majesty of the Holy Queen in the future?

Then he frowned slightly and said, It's just that this is too cruel.

Gou Hanshi understood what he meant by cruelty, shook his head and said, What did junior sister say before?

Qiu Shanjun calmly explained some of what Xu Yourong had said before, such as that she fell in love with a hidden disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect who might have died.

Gou Hanshi thought to himself that this was not a kind of cruelty. After being silent for a long time, he asked, Is this all?

Qiu Shanjun was silent for a long time, and then said: The dead cannot be defeated.

Gou Hanshi didn't know what to say and murmured: This is wrong.

Who's wrong? Junior sister? Mr. Qiu Shan looked at him and smiled and said, Why do you think Mr. Zhou Du's sword can't be resisted?

Gou Hanshi said: Because it's fast.

Qiu Shanjun said with a smile: Because cutting it off in two is sometimes... true mercy.

The sword of wisdom can cut the thread of love, and so can the sword.

He said with a smile, then coughed.

He coughed very painfully, and the pain was a bit sad, and there were blood stains on his clothes.

Love doesn't know where it started, but it goes deep, so how can it be easily cut off by a sword?

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Chen Changsheng didn't know that this storm in Kyoto was just to create momentum. The so-called new rules would ultimately fall between him and Xu Yourong. Similarly, the vigilance and hostility of the Tianhai family, the new sect of the state religion, and the aristocratic families and sects in the far south towards the old sect of the state religion and the royal family all fell on him and the academy of state religion.

At five o'clock in the morning, he woke up on time just like in the past years. After a moment of meditation, he opened his mouth, got up, dressed and washed.

There was rain falling outside the window, but the summer morning breeze did not become cooler because of it, and the sounds coming from the distant courtyard door did not become quieter. He was used to hearing the noisy sounds and all kinds of news when he woke up. He was not as anxious as before. He calmly did what he was doing and went to eat in the kitchen across the lake. After eating two bowls of millet porridge, two sorghum buns and two slices of red river ham cut into very thin pieces, I looked for the Shan Hai Sword hidden in the firewood pile before heading to the library.

When he came back from Zhou Prison yesterday, he found that the awning on the street had not been demolished. He and Tang Sanliu guessed that the so-called martial arts performance in various academies could not end with Zhou Ziheng's serious injury. Crossing the border to defeat the Star Gathering Realm was indeed a matter of fact. It was enough to shock the entire continent, but compared with the power and arrogance of Tianhai family Xuntian, what was it?

Especially Li Gong who has remained silent until now.

Li Gong's silence does not mean that the old faction of the State Church and the Pope really don't care about the State College. From the past few days to now, there have been many priests and cavalry guarding the Imperial College. Although they could not stop the noise, they ensured the safety of the place.

A priest named Lu hurriedly walked into the college and stopped Chen Changsheng before he entered the library. He bowed respectfully and then handed over a letter with both hands.

The letter sent to the National Education Academy at this time was of course a letter of challenge.

Chen Changsheng returned the gift to Priest Lu, thanking him for his hard work these days, but did not accept the challenge letter. He motioned him to go to the small building to find Tang Sanliu, and also asked him to tell Tang Sanliu to get up early. When eating, it didn't matter if the millet porridge was cold. If he had gotten up any later, Xuanyuan Po would have finished the entire large bowl of red river ham by himself.

Walking into the library, he first checked the condition of the folded sleeve, then took out from his arms the wound medicine that Luoluo asked Jin Changshi to send last night. He also took off the golden needle and dipped it in some Baicao that Tang Sanliu sneaked into last night. The green juice purified from herbs stolen from the garden pierced the center of Zhe Xiu's eyebrows, slowly twisting it, and continued to treat his injuries.

I don't know how long it took, but under the stimulation of the golden needles, the dual medicinal power of the Li Gong Precious Medicine and the Baicao Garden concoction entered Zhexiu's meridians, and then dispersed in all directions around the body.

After Chen Changsheng finished doing this, he felt a little tired and his body was a little warm, but he didn't sweat again like yesterday.

It is not difficult to get rid of the toxins in Zhexiu's body. Nan Ke's peacock feather poison, which worried him the most beforehand, is unknown whether it is because the cardinal who left the palace personally used the Holy Light Technique, or whether it was related to the poison planted in Zhou Prison. Due to the redness, it has become very weak, which is completely inconsistent with the amount of toxins mentioned in Zhexiu's story.

What he was most worried about now was Zhexiu's meridians.

The door of the library creaked, and Xuanyuan Po walked in and asked, What should I learn today?

There is currently no teaching in the National Education Academy. Of course, Xuanyuan Po can only ask him what he wants to learn. Chen Changsheng has experience in this area. He has taught students in the National Education College. He knows many kinds of demon exercises, and is very familiar with the special body structure and meridians of the demon clan. He has also treated Zhe Xiu for so many illnesses after the imperial examination. He is now He has more confidence in the demon clan practicing human skills.

He took out a book he had prepared and handed it over, saying: From today on, you will learn Tian Lei Yin.

Tianleiyin is not a common practice technique. To be precise, it is a Taoist scripture in the national religion. It is said that if you practice this Taoist scripture to the extreme, you can have infinite power. You can call the wind with your fists and call rain with your fists, just like a demon god. You can also trigger thunder from the sky to kill extremely powerful enemies.

But it is said, often just legends, that no one can understand how to practice this Taoist scripture, and naturally no one has successfully practiced it.

Xuanyuan Po is a simple and honest boy from the Bear Tribe, but that does not mean he is stupid, especially after spending so many days in the National Education Academy and being forced to read so many books by Chen Changsheng. After reading this Taoist scripture, he said sadly: Are you kidding me? Or do you think I will become a rain-calling priest in the future?

The Heavenly Thunder Jue most often appears when praying for rain, and priests will lead the people to recite it. But who has seen that after reading this Taoist scripture, the altar will glow, followed by wind and clouds, thunder and lightning, and then a heavy rain? Even if this Taoist scripture is true, Xuanyuan Po is a young man who is willing to fight for his whole life to become a god of the demon clan. How can he be willing to be a Taoist priest who can move the wind and rain?

Chen Changsheng did not explain anything. He took out his position as the dean, the majesty of his master, and most importantly, Luo Luo's request, as well as the ownership rights of the Shanhai Sword, and successfully suppressed the first possible incident since the reopening of the National Education Academy. Skip class incident.

Xuanyuan Po breathed heavily, very annoyed and reluctantly walked to the window and started practicing in front of the sky.

The quiet outside the gate of the National Education Academy does not mean that the situation has calmed down.

The martial arts performance of various schools is a simple term, but it involves the cultivation of practitioners by the state religion and more importantly the war between humans and demons. Of course, there is a whole set of rules and degrees.

Chen Changsheng ignored these things and after confirming that Zhexiu had fallen asleep again and Xuanyuan Po had really begun to read the Taoist scripture seriously, he also began to meditate and practice. Last night, in the shadow of the black stone tablet, he caught a glimpse of the scenes in Zhou Garden. This gave him hope and made him even more anxious.

As for matters outside the courtyard gate... Tang Sanliu is naturally responsible for handling them. Neither Chen Changsheng nor Xuanyuan Po had this kind of ability. Even if Zhe Xiu was not injured, he would only fight and kill people. Therefore, Chen Changsheng and Xuanyuan Po had been waiting for Tang Thirty-Six to come out of the Tomb of the Book of Heaven, and Tang Thirty-Six lived up to expectations. As expected, on the first day back, he kicked Haiyaer to the ground and scolded Zhou Ziheng to the point of being stupid.

What will he do today?

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Tang Sanshiliu bit into a small half of a sorghum noodle steamed bun with the last half piece of red river ham that he could find in the kitchen. He accepted the letter of challenge from the priest named Lu from the palace without reading it. Walked out of the courtyard gate.

The two teams of cavalrymen stood in the drizzle in awe, surrounded by a dense crowd. When they saw the door of the College of State Education being pushed open, the crowd made a loud noise. He was startled, and the steamed bun he was biting almost fell into the rain, and he said vaguely: What's going on?

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(Qiu Shanjun is a ****, Tang Sanshiliu is a ****.)