Fighter of the Destiny

When the whole world thought that Chen Changsheng's life was good, he was the only one who knew that his life was not long.

When the whole world, including himself, thought he was certain to die, he survived.

He is not dead.

He was lying in the rain on the top of the Tianshu Mausoleum, his face was pale and extremely weak, but he was not dead.

The whole world was quiet and dead.

When the torrential rain raged in the night and lightning illuminated the Mausoleum of the Book of Heaven with terror, the Holy Queen of Tianhai slapped Chen Changsheng on the head, not to kill him, but to save him.

At this time, the rain has become extremely light, moistening things silently.

The people in Kyoto are still sleeping and have not woken up.

Taoist Ji stood on the rainy street and looked in the direction of the Mausoleum of the Book of Heaven, wondering who was really awake?

He did not expect that this matter would usher in such a change.

Starting six hundred years ago, starting two hundred years ago, starting twenty years ago, he has been preparing for tonight, being vigilant about tonight, and planning for tonight.

He had arranged countless backup plans for tonight and made the most perfect preparations. Whether the Holy Queen Tianhai killed Chen Changsheng or ate Chen Changsheng, it was all in his hands.

The real killer of his game is still in the rain forest of Tianshu Mausoleum, and no one has discovered it.

The Holy Queen of Tianhai is the current owner of the Great Zhou Dynasty. She said that Tianshu Mausoleum is her home court and there is no problem.

But he is the orthodox successor of the state religion, and Tianshu Mausoleum is also his home ground.

He was ready to reveal the truth of the whole matter after she killed Chen Changsheng, shake her soul and will, and then use the infinite holy light released by Chen Changsheng when he died to stimulate the heavenly senses and sacrifice Xingkong, please punish her and kill her on the spot.

But... Tianhai did not kill Chen Changsheng, nor did he eat Chen Changsheng.

So even if he revealed the truth of the whole thing now, there would be no way to break a crack in her heart.

Chen Changsheng is still alive, so he naturally has no way to use the holy light contained in his body to ask for divine punishment.

There were many things that Taoist Ji didn't understand, such as why she wanted to save Chen Changsheng?

After all, is it still true that tigers are poisoned but cannot eat their seeds? No one believed that Queen Tianhai would care about this, at least not him.

Are you really not afraid of Heaven's backlash?

He looked into the distance calmly and understood something - the choice had been made, and the impact had just begun to appear.

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Chen Changsheng knows the changes in his body best and knows what exactly happened.

At that time, the violent wind and rain washed his body, and the lightning like a snake of light illuminated the dark world. Without turning around, the Queen of Tianhai came with countless wind and rain, carrying the power of the mountains, and landed directly on his head. The majestic power of heaven and earth and the breath of incomparable vicissitudes poured into his body.

In an instant, really just an instant, before he could even think, everything in his body shattered. Whether it was the internal organs that had already had countless cracks in advance, the meridians that were already riddled with holes and severed into cliffs, or the Qi orifices, they were all broken into pieces and melted into the bones and blood.

Everything happened in a very short period of time, but to Chen Changsheng it was as long as a hundred years. In the time period that he had no time to think about, he felt too much pain. The pain had countless forms, some Countless flavors were mixed together and turned into countless knives, cutting into the deepest part of his soul through countless angles and techniques.

This is not the end, but the beginning.

In an instant, really just an instant, a moment that was too late for despair, everything in his body began to reorganize, whether it was the internal organs that were cracked like petals, the meridians that were broken like sand, or the qi that was already miserable and shapeless. The aperture, under the combined action of the majestic power and vicissitudes of life, began to condense and then take shape.

In the moment between the two moments before and after, only the outside of his body was intact, while the inside had turned into a sea of ​​blood.

White lotuses gradually grew in the sea of ​​blood, which were bones, then corals grew, which were flesh, then branches grew, which were meridians, and then leaves grew, which were Qi orifices.

The crushed organs, meridians, and qi orifices gradually reorganized and returned to his body.

If anyone could see these scenes, they would be shocked and speechless because of the magic.

For Chen Changsheng, who endured all this, this was an extremely painful process.

To describe the extreme pain, pain is often used to penetrate the bone marrow, but his bone marrow was shattered and then re-coagulated into a stream.

There is another word called heart-breaking pain, but his heart was also broken, and then gradually resurfaced in the sea of ​​blood.

This is destruction, but it is also rebirth, or new life. This is changing the world, this is the sun and the moon taking on a new look, but in a person's body.

Not to mention him, even Zhexiu would never be able to withstand this kind of pain.

In the windy and rainy Kyoto, his cry of pain echoed, which was that he was fighting against this pain.

At that time, his mind had already been numb with pain, until it was about to collapse. If this was really the case, then even if he woke up, he would become an idiot.

The more likely outcome is that his sea of ​​consciousness is directly shattered, and he dies silently in the process.

It was obvious that Queen Tianhai didn't care whether he could bear this or not, she was just doing what she wanted to do.

She looked at Yuye with an indifferent expression, gently caressing the top of his head with her right hand, and continued to bestow the most merciful gift and the cruelest torture.

He was very lucky, maybe because of the training of the ocean of sword intent, maybe because of Zhexiu's example, maybe because that night many days ago, in the autumn forest of Baicao Garden, Holy Queen Tianhai once ordered a drop of tea between his eyebrows, Or maybe it was because there was always a trace of unwillingness in the deepest part of Chen Changsheng's soul, so he held on.

After what seemed like countless long nights, he woke up.

There are still some remnants of that majestic power and long-lasting vicissitudes of life that continue to go back and forth in his body. The process is over, and the pain is still continuing. Countless cold and real knives pass through his body indifferently, continuing Scratching his bones and flesh, spirit and mind.

He was in extreme pain, and that was acid.

He felt that from his hair to his toes, there were countless ants biting him greedily in every part of his body.

He had no strength at all and couldn't even open his eyes. He could only sit and look at himself.

His consciousness moved slightly and he began to observe the changes in his body.

It was a somewhat familiar picture that had undergone great changes.

The water of the lake hanging in the sky is still clear, and the Lingshan Mountain is silent in the middle. The door of You Mansion is already wide open, and there are several yellow leaves falling on the stone steps in front of the door. It seems that no one has come here for a long time.

There is a thin layer of snow in the wasteland, which is very loose. It seems that as long as the wind blows, it can take away all the stars that just fell at this moment.

In the original place of the snow field, there is gradually melting snow water, which is flowing slowly in the wilderness. Those thin snow water merge into streams, and then into rivers, and continue to move forward all the way.

Ahead... there are no broken cliffs, no dry river beds, and no endless abyss, just... a flat wilderness!

(There will be another chapter tonight.)