Fighter of the Destiny

what does that mean? Could it be said that all the blocked meridians have been repaired?

Chen Changsheng looked at the scene in front of him, shocked and speechless.

Countless rivers flow freely in the wilderness, irrigating the rice fields on both sides.

In the wilderness, you can also see many lakes, large or small, dotted with stars.

The clear mountains and rivers, the beautiful scenery, and the myriad atmospheres are now in his body.

It turns out that normal meridians are like this.

It turns out that the perfect Qi orifice is like that.

It turns out that the true energy flowing in the meridians should be this smooth and smooth, instead of being so stagnant and difficult as I have always felt before.

Chen Changsheng stared blankly, and before he could feel joy, he became sentimental.

Yes, he is still alive, and it seems that he will live better than before.

His disease... seems to be really cured.

No more curses.

Destiny was knocked to the ground.

Although he was still sitting and looking at himself, he seemed to feel that his body had become much lighter, as if countless burdens had been lifted.

On the edge of the sky in front of him, there is no longer the shadow that has been with him for seven years. There are only great rivers and mountains, and infinite light!

He opened his eyes.

Saw her figure.

She stood on the edge of the Shinto with her hands behind her back, looking at the night sky, her clothes slightly wet.

In the rainy night in the distance, the last extremely thick lightning fell, illuminating the entire Tomb of Heavenly Books and making her figure appear unusually tall.

He didn't know what to say.

Except thank you.

Queen Tianhai's answer was very rude, as if she was just doing a small thing casually.

But why?

I saved you not because you are my son, nor because of those three squirrels, because I don't like you like that.

Then why did you save me?

I am my will, you are my son, and you are the continuation of my will.

I don't understand.

Queen Tianhai didn't give a specific explanation. She didn't need to explain anything she did, even if the target was him.

I heard you said that your disease cannot be cured, but it is your life.

Chen Changsheng was silent. He had indeed said this to Xu Yourong, to Little Black Dragon, and to himself many times.

Even if this is really your life, you can't die unless I let you die.

Queen Tianhai said.

Back in Hanshan, Xu Yourong had said that he would not let him die.

At the bottom of Beixin Bridge, Little Black Dragon also said that he would not let him die.

The feeling of Queen Tianhai when she said these words was naturally very different.

Because when she says it, she can do it.

Even if her opponent is called destiny.

I believe in destiny, but I have never respected it.

The Holy Queen of Tianhai looked at the starry sky and said expressionlessly: Since you want to change your destiny against heaven, of course you can't respect it, you can only use it.

Chen Changsheng recalled the first sentence Wang Zhice wrote in his notes.

They are all truly remarkable people. Their attitudes toward fate may be somewhat different, but they are essentially the same.

At this time, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, the night clouds gradually dispersed, and the stars revealed their true appearance, but I don’t know what the fate hidden behind them looked like.

The Holy Queen of Tianhai looked at the starry sky and said: If Heaven wants you to die, I want you to live. If Heaven wants you to die, I will die. Then I will fight with it to see who is stronger.

Then she withdrew her gaze, looked at the world outside the Tomb of Heavenly Books, and said, As for these people, they are just clowns after all.

As the words fell, the wind swirled up and down the Tianshu Mausoleum, blowing a corner of her clothes.

Her people were still standing at the top of the Tomb of Heavenly Books, but Chen Changsheng felt as if she had gone thousands of miles away.

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Tens of thousands of miles away, in Xining Town, it was quiet at night and the creek was gurgling.

The swimming fish rested quietly in the crevices of the rocks, and the petals floated from upstream, wrapping around the bare feet as white as jade and never leaving.

The monk lowered his head and looked at the flower fish in the clear stream, thoughtfully.

There was a sound of footsteps by the stream. It was calm and soothing, but there seemed to be countless wind and thunder inside.

The swimming fish at the bottom of the stream scattered in fear and burrowed deeper into the rock crevices. However, they could not find a way and kept hitting the sharp rock edges, bleeding.

The fish blood spread in the stream, dyeing the petals a bright red. The petals left his bare feet and met in the small whirlpools on the surface of the stream.

The monk pondered for a moment, then raised his head and looked across the stream with a solemn expression.

Tianhai Sage stood by the stream with his hands behind his back, looking at him expressionlessly.

The journey of tens of thousands of miles was just a thought to her soul.

The monk raised his left foot from the stream and bent it under his body. The thumb of his left hand and the ringless thumb joined together, as if they were not touching, forming a lotus seal.

He holds a string of dark brown rosary beads in his right hand, which slowly rotates on its own. As the rosary moves, the true meaning of the time fragment is retained.

He looked at the Holy Queen Tianhai, opened his lips slightly, and began to chant sutras.

The scripture he recited was somewhat special. It was not a common Taoist scripture, but a somewhat obscure text. The tone was also a bit strange, and there was a rhythm between the ups and downs.

This is a Buddhist verse.

The Buddhist sect has long been discontinued in this continent, but Queen Tianhai understands this. The green hair on her temples is not moving in the wind, as if she is thinking about something.

As the sound of the Buddha's verses sounded, the petals in the whirlpool on the water surface of the stream became more closely combined, gradually merged, and turned into blossoming lotus flowers.

There is extremely clear holy light gradually overflowing from those overlapping petals.

The Holy Queen Tianhai stood by the stream, but she seemed to be standing in the distant night sky.

What came to Xining Town was not her body, but the projection of her soul in the space, which moved with her thoughts and was extremely tall.

An indescribable pressure emanated from her body, and her eyes became extremely bright, like real stars.

The lotus flowers in the stream gradually left the whirlpool and floated in all directions. Some of them floated towards her, while more floated to the other side.

The monk's expression became more solemn, and the rotation speed of the rosary beads in his hand became slower, as if mountains were moving between his palms.

The creek became absolutely still, no longer showing any signs of flowing. The trees by the creek seemed to want to be still, but were swayed everywhere by the sudden and violent night wind.

Queen Tianhai looked at the monk and said, Since you dare to come back, don't think about leaving again.

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Thousands of households are still sleeping, but Taoists are always awake.

He looked in the direction of Tianshu Mausoleum, with a solemn look on his face, then turned and left.

The night rain had lightened up, so he turned around and walked into the night, not knowing where he went.

The next moment, his figure appeared on the bank of Naihe Bridge above Luoshui.

He took out a very delicate hourglass from his sleeve and placed it on the railing.

Time moves silently and is often easily overlooked until various measurement tools are available.

The hourglass is undoubtedly the most primitive tool for measuring time, but because it is primitive, it is reliable.

The Taoist looked at the hourglass calmly, knowing that in twenty-seven breaths, the other party would be able to determine his true position.

A thin stream of sand poured down from the upper part of the water drain. When it was about to completely drain, the Taoist disappeared again.

Just after he disappeared, a cold breath appeared on the Naihe Bridge. Luoshui sensed it, causing waves, and then quickly calmed down, and some ice chips even appeared on the river.

A black shadow appeared at the spot where the Taoist stood before. It was the Ruyi handle beside the waist of Saint Tianhai.

There seems to be an extremely powerful soul hidden in that Ruyi, which is no longer dead and is searching for the Taoist's whereabouts.

In the cold cave under Beixin Bridge, a little girl dressed in black was sleeping. The cinnabar-like wound between her eyebrows looked particularly bright for some reason.

At this time, the Taoist had arrived outside a mutton bun shop on the northwest side of Kyoto.

He glanced at the hourglass in his hand and knew that this time he could only stay for twenty-three breaths.

The time required for Queen Tianhai to determine his true location is getting shorter and shorter, which also means that it is getting closer and closer to discovering his true location.

If she could determine the Taoist's location, she would definitely kill him with all her strength.

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The Holy Queen of Tianhai stood on the top of Tianshu Mausoleum, looking calmly in the direction of the palace.

A long time has passed tonight, and it has not been long since dawn.

However, the palace has been very quiet. The old man who lives there, the old man who she must treat with caution, has never made a sound.

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Zhu Luo, Stargazer, Different Kinds of Red, Infinite Bi, these big shots who arrived in the wind and rain, all heard the voice of Queen Tianhai.

The fifteen Chen family princes who sneaked into Kyoto at night, as well as the opponents who were already ready to make a move, also heard her voice.

The voice was very calm, yet so domineering.

Previously, Taoist Ji said that she did not dare to eat Chen Changsheng because she was timid, did not dare to gamble, and was afraid of the existence of heaven.

However, she actually didn't even bother to bet on the direction of Heaven's way with Chen Changsheng's fruit, but she wanted to bet on the outcome of Heaven's way!

Except for a few strong men, no one knew that the Holy Queen's soul had traveled tens of thousands of miles away, and her most powerful magic weapon was also searching for traces of enemies in the streets and alleys of Kyoto. People looked at her The figure standing quietly on the top of the Tomb of the Book of Heaven, with his hands behind his back, felt an uncontrollable tremor deep in his heart.

It was the highest point in Kyoto and the highest point in the world, because she had been standing there for more than two hundred years.

The ground in the distance suddenly trembled, and the accumulated rain splashed up, turning into a lot of water splashing everywhere.

There was a roar of thunder in the field, and occasionally lightning lit up there, illuminating countless looming cavalry figures.

The thunder is real and the sound of hooves.

In addition to Yongxue Pass and other northern fortresses that require heavy defense, tens of thousands of the most elite Zhou cavalry are marching towards Kyoto under the leadership of eleven divine generals!

They are the most loyal subordinates of Queen Tianhai who rule this world, and they are also the most powerful force.

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(On October 7th, there will be a book signing for the simplified version of Zhe Tian Ji in the Shanghai Bookstore. If you are free then, come and play. There is a place to sign up online on the home page of Qidian.)