Fighter of the Destiny

Cold Mountain is this mountain peak, and it also specifically refers to the tallest solitary peak.

Chen Changsheng raised the curtains and looked at the solitary peak in silence. He compared it with the solitary peak behind Xining Town, but he didn't know which one was higher.

The solitary peak he was familiar with was in the Cloud Tomb, covering an extremely vast area, but he never knew how high it was because it was covered by clouds.

Suddenly, he missed the old temple outside Xining Town, and missed his teachers and senior brothers.

Before entering Hanshan, there is a small town. It is said that this is the last place where ordinary people can settle down for a long time.

I don’t know if it’s because of the constant presence of monks in Tianchi all year round, but the town is not desolate, but rather lively, with more than 2,000 people living there.

Unlike ordinary people in other places, people in the small town are very aware of the Stone Cooking Conference. When they see the convoy coming from the palace and the state cavalry, they have already respectfully moved away. They are under the care of Tianji Pavilion. and jurisdiction, but he is also a believer in the state religion, so how dare he be disrespectful at all.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the convoy stopped outside the town.

After a while, Chen Changsheng heard Mao Qiuyu's message: The people in the town heard that you were also in the motorcade and wanted to meet you.

Chen Changsheng was slightly startled and didn't think too much. He thought that since he wanted to meet, he would just do it. He stood up and prepared to walk out of the car, but was stopped by Tang Sanliu.

Are you going to go out like this? Tang Sanliu looked at him and asked.

Zhe Xiu looked at Chen Changsheng and shook his head.

What's wrong with me? Chen Changsheng looked at himself. Because of the long journey, he wore the most comfortable cotton hospital uniform. After sitting for a long time, it was inevitable that it would become a little wrinkled, but it was still very clean. He didn't think there was anything wrong with this outfit.

Tang Thirty-Six took out a brand new piece of clothing and threw it over, saying, Be more serious at this time, because they are very serious.

Chen Changsheng took the clothes and took a look and found that it was a Taoist robe given to him by Li Gong in the spring.

That Taoist robe was made of extremely exquisite materials and carefully cut. Most importantly, it was painted with intricate patterns that represented status.

He is not the pope yet, so he cannot wear the divine robe. This one is specially made and represents his status as the future pope.

The King of Linghai refused to face him all the way, probably because he didn't want to see him wearing this Taoist robe.

Who would have thought that Chen Changsheng had never worn it once.

After putting on a brand new Taoist robe and sorting out all the details with Tang Sanliu's help, Chen Changsheng's expression became more and more cautious.

Tang Thirty-Six was right. The people waiting to see him were very serious, so he should indeed be more serious.

Is it okay?

After putting on the Taoist robe, he looked at Tang Sanliu and Zhexiu and asked.

Zhexiu nodded, and Tang Sanliu said, You have forgotten the most important thing.

Chen Changsheng's hand fell on the hilt of the sword, and then slowly left.

A wooden staff exuding a faint sacred aura appeared in his hand.

I'm going. He said to Tang Sanliu and Zhexiu.

Then he took the magic staff and stepped out of the carriage with steady steps.

The world outside the town suddenly became quiet, and the cry of eaglets rang out in the snowy ridges of the cold mountains in the distance.

Countless believers knelt down like a tide, and it was completely dark.

Hundreds of state cavalry also knelt down.

Chen Changsheng was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a magic staff. He stood in front of the tide, his young face a little nervous.

He didn't know how to handle such a situation.

He tried hard to recall the important figures he had met: His Majesty the Pope, Su Li, and the Saint.

Finally, he thought of Xu Yourong, and his nervousness gradually faded away, turning into calmness and sincere gratitude.

He looked at the ordinary people who saluted him devoutly, and said in as calm a voice as possible: May the Holy Light be with you.

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****, where did he learn this sentence? It's really... I can't laugh at him now.

Tang Sanliu used his fingers to lift up the curtains a crack and looked at the movement outside, very surprised.

Zhexiu did not get off the car because he was not interested in this kind of scene.

The reason why Tang Sanliu didn't get out of the car was because of other reasons.

In a situation like this, he would not go out even to death, because once he showed up, he would kneel down and salute Chen Changsheng.

After His Majesty the Pope confirmed Chen Changsheng's status last year, Tang Sanliu held an emergency meeting in the National Education Academy. At that meeting, he made it clear that if there was really no way to kneel down and worship Chen Changsheng outside, then Chen Changsheng must kneel back after returning to the Chinese Academy of Education.

Zhexiu knew very well the reason why Tang Sanliu didn't get out of the car, but he was a little confused as to why he didn't ridicule Chen Changsheng as usual today.

Tang Sanliu looked at the scene outside the car window with a very calm and satisfied expression. He didn't know what he was thinking.

He was thinking about the conversation he had with Chen Changsheng on the big banyan tree of the National Education College.

Perhaps it won't be long before he returns to Wenshui to inherit his family business and shoulder his responsibilities. He will be rich in the world but trapped in one city. But before that, he had been frivolous, worked hard, struggled, worked with his companions, and fulfilled the promises he had made.

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Leaving the town, not far away is the mountain gate of Hanshan Mountain.

Chen Changsheng was a little curious and asked: After here, is Tianji Pavilion?

Tianji Pavilion is the most famous place in the world, but interestingly, few people know where Tianji Pavilion is.

With Chen Changsheng's current status, if he wanted to check, he would naturally be able to find it. However, just like when he first entered Kyoto, he often showed ignorance of the common sense of the spiritual world. He is indeed not too interested in these things. It is much more important than the knowledge in books.

You idiot, if Tianji Pavilion were here, how slow would it be to change the ranking every time?

It goes without saying that the person who still dares to speak to Chen Changsheng like this and likes to speak like this is of course Tang Sanliu.

Chen Changsheng pointed to the mountain gate and said, But it has the words Tianji Pavilion written on it.

Tang Sanshiliu was fed up with his weakness in this area and said: Wherever Tianji Pavilion presides over something, that is Tianji Pavilion. For example, if a stone boiling conference is to be held now, then this is Tianji Pavilion. If Tianji Pavilion is to be held in If there is an auction in Dongchuan, then Dongchuan is Tianji Pavilion.

Chen Changsheng thought about it seriously, but still didn't understand what was going on.

Zhe Xiu said from the side: It's just a mystery.

In front of the mountain gate, the state cavalry stopped.

The King of Linghai looked at Chen Changsheng expressionlessly and said, Don't embarrass Li Gong.

After saying this, he turned around and walked down the mountain road.

Chen Changsheng was a little confused.

Mao Qiuyu said to him: We will send it here. You have to walk the road below by yourself.

Ah? Tang Sanliu obviously knew this rule for the first time, and asked, Why?

Mao Qiuyu said: It's a five-hundred-mile trip to Hanshan. Please don't enter unless you have permission. This is the rule of Tianji Pavilion.

Chen Changsheng asked: Can no one except those on the list be allowed in?

Tang Thirty-Six said: Of course not. When my father participated in the Stone Cooking Conference, the offerings at home followed him.

No entry unless required. Old Man Tianji didn't invite us people to Hanshan, so naturally we can't enter.

When Mao Qiuyu talked about this matter, his emotions were a little complicated.

Chen Changsheng was even more puzzled, thinking that the state religion was the Taoist sect in the world. No matter how powerful Tianji Pavilion was, why would it be so contemptuous of the state religion?

Tang Thirty-Six said casually: There must have been some problem between His Majesty the Pope and Old Man Tianji.

Mao Qiuyu glanced at him, shook his head with a smile, turned around and walked down the mountain with the state cavalry.

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Entering Hanshan is under the control of Tianji Pavilion, and Tianji Pavilion is naturally responsible for safety.

Tang Thirty-Six guessed correctly. There must be some unknown grievances between His Majesty the Pope and Old Man Tianji. Therefore, Old Man Tianji was very rude to the state religion and prohibited Mao Qiuyu, King Linghai and others from entering Hanshan. The future pope still did not lose his etiquette.

A steward from Tianji Pavilion was already waiting on the mountain path with a very respectful expression.

Chen Changsheng knew that this person was the Star-Gathering Realm painter who was responsible for recording the martial arts performance in front of the National Education Academy.

Today, Hanshan Mountain opens, and ascetics from all over the continent are on the way into the mountain.

Chen Changsheng and the others, led by the steward of Tianji Pavilion, walked a short distance and met several groups of practitioners.

Sure enough, the no-entry rule was for the state religion, and some of these practitioners were obviously strong men who came to support the younger disciples.

But whether they were senior experts with profound realms or confident and proud young experts, when they saw Chen Changsheng and others approaching, they all quickly got out of the way.

No ordinary person can enter the Cold Mountain, and their eyesight is naturally extraordinary. All the ascetics walked along the mountain road without anyone to guide them. Only Chen Changsheng and the other three were specially guided by the senior steward of Tianji Pavilion. Of course, they were not ordinary people.

When Chen Changsheng and the others walked past them, they were recognized by someone. There was a sound of inhalation and suppressed shouts on the mountain road. This time, avoiding was no longer enough. People quickly saluted, and there was a pious walker. Xiu Geng knelt down directly on the mountain path and saluted Chen Changsheng.

When Chen Changsheng was about to do something, he suddenly saw a person in front of him.

The man had a handsome face, a hint of coldness between his brows, and was wearing a yellow gown. He was Zhonghui of Huaiyuan.

The young scholar who passed the imperial examination last year has become much calmer now, and the aura exuding from his body has also become much stronger.

The mountain road suddenly became quiet.

During last year's Imperial Examination, the story between Chen Changsheng and everyone in the National Education Academy and the students in Huaiyuan, and even the subsequent events in the Tomb of Heaven's Book, have long been known to everyone.

The atmosphere in the room became a little tense. No one knew what Zhong Hui would do next or what Chen Changsheng would do.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhong Hui slowly bent down and bowed his head to the ground.

His posture is extremely standard and his etiquette is impeccable.