Fighter of the Destiny

A trace of evil intention faintly emerged from the depths of her eyebrows.

In the silent Herb Garden, an extremely terrifying pressure appeared.

Chen Changsheng stared at her face blankly, feeling the sinister look between her brows and the sea-like pressure around her. He subconsciously stopped struggling and vaguely guessed what must have happened.

She looked into his eyes. Could it be that the problem was in his eyes?

No, the eyes are the windows to the soul.

What she saw through his eyes was his sea of ​​consciousness.

She couldn't see his thoughts, but she could clearly feel the consciousness that did not belong to him.

That wisp of spiritual consciousness was very faint, but very tenacious, and very cunning. It was hidden in the deepest part of Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness, lying quietly on the seabed with the stones formed by his subconscious mind, making it very difficult to distinguish. Not to mention Chen Changsheng himself, even she, if she hadn't suddenly got up tonight, wanted to take a look at Chen Changsheng, wanted to try to find something on his face and eyes, so as to confirm or deny the conjecture, she would look at it extremely carefully. , and there is no way to discover that extremely subtle spiritual consciousness.

Who is so bold as to dare to attack him?

She looked at the wisp of consciousness deep in Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness and snorted coldly.

Following this cold snort, a ray of her consciousness entered Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness. Of course, this is only a very small part of her total consciousness. Otherwise, with the strength of her consciousness, Chen Changsheng would probably die from his head the moment he entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

Even so, when her spiritual consciousness entered, Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness still fell into a violent storm. Countless huge waves continued to form, countless foams appeared on the sea surface, and even the deepest seabed was affected. had an impact.

The wisp of spiritual consciousness that invaded Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness had been hiding under the sea for an unknown length of time. At this time, it could no longer continue to disguise itself. It surged with the waves that penetrated deep into the sea. In just an instant, the surrounding seawater was dyed red.

An extremely terrifying bloody atmosphere flooded the world.

Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness seemed to turn into a sea of ​​blood.

This hidden ray of consciousness turned out to be so powerful after it appeared in Xingzang. You can imagine how easy it would be for the owner of this ray of consciousness to secretly kill Chen Changsheng one day in the future if it had not been discovered in advance. matter!

Even now, that ray of consciousness wants to kill Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng didn't know anything yet. Countless winds and rains were rising in his sea of ​​​​consciousness, and under the violent storms was blood gradually spreading to the horizon. But he didn't realize this himself, he just felt a little dazed.

Fortunately, she was sitting opposite him - whether Chen Changsheng was that person or not, it was her business after all. She would not allow anyone else to touch him, even if the person who attacked Chen Changsheng was her own. That dog.

Yes, the moment the ray of consciousness at the bottom of the sea swayed with the sea water, she knew who planted this ray of consciousness in Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness, because the smell of blood was too clear and pungent.

She reached into the bowl and dipped some tea.

Chen Changsheng felt in a daze that he had gone back to a long time ago, when she dipped in tea and wrote a word for ice on the stone table, helping him find Beixinqiao and thus the Black Dragon.

But this time she wasn't writing.

She flicked her fingertips, and a drop of tea fell on Chen Changsheng's eyebrows.

With a hiss, the drop of tea turned into a streak of white smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Changsheng only felt a buzz in the sea of ​​​​consciousness and passed out.

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At the same time that drop of tea fell on Chen Changsheng's eyebrows, a teacup fell to the ground in the mansion in Beibingmasi Hutong and shattered into pieces.

Zhou Tong's hands were frozen in the air, and his face was extremely pale, as if he had suffered a serious illness in a very short period of time. Then his hands began to tremble, and then his whole body began to tremble. The surface of the bright red official robe was slightly curved due to the trembling, like a sea of ​​blood blown by the wind.

At the previous moment, he brewed a bowl of very good black tea, and when it was brought to a suitable temperature, he was about to drink it, when unexpectedly, an extremely severe pain suddenly arose in the sea.

The pain was so real, as if someone had pierced the depths of his brain with a rusty knife. Even he couldn't bear the pain. He let his fingers loosen and the teacup fell to the ground. .

That is to say, he, who has been dealing with pain for half his life, can still sit in a chair at this time. Although his face is pale and his whole body is shaking, if he is suffering from a serious disease, at least he has not fainted.

At the moment when his consciousness was painful, Zhou Tong knew what had happened.

That day in the small courtyard with blooming crabapples, he took advantage of Zhou Yu's gloomy pressure and used all his efforts to hide a ray of consciousness in the depths of Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Dahongpao is indeed the most bizarre consciousness-based attack method. He actually did this matter quietly, and neither Chen Changsheng nor Tang Sanliu noticed it.

But no matter how powerful and weird the consciousness attack is, it will eventually be subject to certain restrictions. Zhou Tong's big red robe cannot allow him to detect the situation in Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness all the time. It is more like a spy, hiding deep behind enemy lines. In the grassland, he recorded everything he saw. When Zhou Tong takes back that ray of consciousness later, he will be able to know what events and people Chen Changsheng has encountered in recent days.

Of course, that ray of consciousness like a ranger can also launch a suicidal attack on the general in the enemy camp at certain special moments.

This was also the method Zhou Tong had prepared. He wanted to control Chen Changsheng's life and death at his own whim.

However, he did not expect that this ray of consciousness of his would be discovered by someone and directly wiped out by the other party!

That ray of spiritual consciousness was wiped out and directly backfired into his sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to be extremely seriously injured.

who is it? Who can discover the ray of divine consciousness hidden deep in Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness? And who has such great magical power that can break his own red robe so easily?

Zhou Tong's face was very pale, his eyes were bloodshot, he was shocked and confused, and thought with a chill: Could it be the Pope?

There are very few people in the world who can see through his secret method of Da Hongpao, and there are only a few people in Kyoto, of course the Pope is among them. It's just that he made corresponding arrangements specifically to hide it from the Pope's eyes. How could the Pope see through it?

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When Chen Changsheng woke up, he found that he had fallen asleep on the stone table.

He looked up and saw that the middle-aged woman had left at some point, the teapot and teacup on the stone table had disappeared, and the black sheep was no longer there. The night forest in the Baicao Garden is still so beautiful, with the cheerful chirping of insects everywhere.

It was as quiet and beautiful as a dream here, and he felt as if he had really had a dream before.

He did not meet the middle-aged woman by the pond, nor did he follow her to the Herb Garden to sit and drink tea with her.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his eyebrows, and found that the tentacles were slightly wet and cool.

He took back his finger and took a look, unsure that it was the drop of tea.

It's just that the slightly moist and cool feeling is particularly good. It penetrates from the brow to the heart and makes him feel extremely refreshing.

He didn't know why, but he felt a lot more relaxed and awake, as if his body had been carefully washed from the inside out without leaving any dirt behind.

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Returning to the National Education Academy from the Baicao Garden, Chen Changsheng felt a little uneasy thinking about his previous experience. He meditated under the big banyan tree and began to look at himself. However, he found nothing strange. No matter the Youfu, the Sea of ​​Consciousness or the meridians were exactly the same as before, those The disconnected meridians are still blocked, the true energy has not been damaged, and the consciousness has not become stronger, but... there seems to be a different breath.

If his consciousness was as calm as water and as thick as a mountain before, now it seems as if it has been washed by the spring rain, with the water surface becoming more agile and the mountain color adding a lot of moisture.

Was it the change brought about by that drop of tea? Chen Changsheng didn't know and couldn't figure it out. He sat there under the tree by the lake for a long time before getting up and leaving.

Back in the small building, he went to Zhe Xiu's room as usual. He inserted a golden needle into his neck, passed the true energy lightly, and helped the medicine to disperse. There were only a few treatment methods.

After so many days of treatment, with Chen Changsheng's medical skills and the elixirs he had obtained from the Li Palace and stolen from the Herb Garden, Zhexiu's body had improved greatly and he could be helped to walk a few days ago. Two steps. But he still lay in bed for a long time, and would not turn over unless necessary. Xuanyuan Po once expressed his confusion about this, and only Chen Changsheng knew why.

The dark days in prison had left too many wounds on Zhexiu's body. Those wounds were getting better on the surface, but the pain was still in his body.

Injury means pain. There is no way to separate the word injury. If there is any movement, Zhexiu will feel terrible pain, so much so that the wolf boy, who is famous for his perseverance, would rather lie in bed and look like he has no future. move.

Chen Changsheng knew how painful Zhe Xiu was, so he would not think that he was worthless. On the contrary, every time he saw his expressionless face, he would be amazed that Zhe Xiu could endure it till now without crying or shouting.

After the meridians are completely repaired, we can invite the priests from the Thirteenth Department of Qingzhi to come over and perform the Holy Light Technique.

Chen Changsheng took off the golden needle from Zhexiu's body and said with some relief.

Suddenly, his fingers stopped moving. At this time, the pads of his thumb and index finger were holding the last golden needle between the neck of his folded sleeve.

He knew very well that beneath the golden needle was an important meridian for both humans and demons, running from You Mansion for three miles straight to the lower edge of the Consciousness Sea.

After Zhexiu was imprisoned in Zhou Prison, the first thing Zhou Tong did was to use a secret method to directly cut off his meridians and destroy his entire cultivation.

That meridian is too important and too sensitive. Not to mention actually touching it, even if it is touched lightly with spiritual consciousness, it will make people feel uncomfortable. If it is really touched, the pain... Chen Changsheng can only imagine, Among the people he knew, only Zhexiu had ever experienced it, so he was extra careful and conservative every time he applied the needle here.

He knew that the repair of that meridian could not rely on any external force but only time, so he never gave a time for Zhexiu to fully recover. He was even mentally prepared that it might take three years or more, but... just Just when he was about to take off the golden needle, he suddenly felt a faint wave coming from underneath the golden needle.