Fighter of the Destiny

Xue Mansion, which used to be deserted, is still not lively now, but at least some people have come, and they are all big shots. In front of the soul, King Zhongshan just nodded casually and turned to leave. The Minister of Rites carefully put on the incense sticks and then whispered something. No one knew what he said.

A quiet room was set up in the east courtyard, with Chen Changsheng, Su Moyu, Chen Liuwang, and Tianhai Shengxue sitting on chairs.

The four of them are very young, and the eldest Tianhai Shengxue is only in his thirties.

Chen Changsheng looked at the wounds on Tianhai Shengxue's face and wanted to say something.

Tianhai Shengxue spoke first.

After the imperial examination that year, the grievances between the National Education Academy and Tianhai Shengxue were resolved, and there was even an unknown tacit understanding in private. That tacit understanding and previous promise seemed so fragile and vulnerable in the context of the Tianshu Mausoleum Incident, but after all, the two parties had a tacit understanding.

And as mentioned earlier, they are still young.

When young people talk to each other, they will be much less cliche and more direct.

You should know very well that these big shots who came to Xue Mansion today want to use your influence to test or confirm the current situation of the court.

Tianhai Shengxue said: Daozun's supreme authority in the court needs Zhou Tong to be alive to prove it. At least until now, no one has dared to challenge this, but I believe that as time goes by, our father will not Always willing to be small.”

His father was Tianhai Chengwu, and King Chenliu's father was King Xiang, both of whom were truly important figures in the Zhou Dynasty.

Chen Changsheng understood what he meant, and after being quiet for a while, he said, No one knows how long that will take.

“You can’t just take a random step because you’re not sure of the way forward, because it’s easy to go astray.”

King Chenliu looked at him and persuaded him seriously: Everything should be based on the overall situation. Your succession as the Pope is the overall situation that is more important than all other things. It is worth waiting patiently for.

Chen Changsheng said nothing. He had different views on this.

He knew his teacher better than anyone, including the Pope.

During the fourteen years he lived in the old temple in Xining Town, the middle-aged Taoist was both a teacher and a father to him. But now that he thinks about it carefully, neither he nor others have seen the true face of the middle-aged Taoist. What we saw was just a corner of the mountain peak in the thick fog, a line of blue sky on a cloudy day, and a flower by the stream.

Now that so many things have happened, many pictures and memory fragments have gradually condensed into shape, whether it is the flowers by the stream, the mountains in the mist, the blue sky behind the clouds, the Taoism in the temple, those things that seem to have no purpose, in fact There are infinite ingenuity details hidden in it, forming a real picture, that is his teacher Shang Xingzhou.

His Majesty the Pope wanted to pass the state religion into the hands of Chen Changsheng. He thought that with the power of Li Gong and his own reputation, he could guarantee that after he returned to the Xinghai, at least no one within the state religion would dare to object to this matter. So as long as the state religion is stable and stable. If it is unified, the court will have no way to interfere in this matter.

Chen Changsheng knew that this matter would not develop like this. He was very sure that the day when his master uncle returned to the sea of ​​​​stars, that would be the day when his teacher took action against him. He was either killed, or like the little black dragon, imprisoned forever in some dark abyss.

——No matter what the result is, it is not the result he wants.

Tianhai Shengxue felt something and said, If you really think something big will happen, you should prepare in advance now.

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, Any preparation is of little significance.

Just like that night, when the imperial chariot map failed, the entire situation in Kyoto depended on the battle in the Tomb of Heavenly Books.

The history of the continent has always been determined by the strong men in the sacred realm.

There is an unbridgeable gap between the sacred and the secular;

No matter how talented Chen Changsheng was in cultivation, there was no way he could cross that ravine in just a few dozen days.

You should leave.

King Chen Liu had a different view than Tianhai Shengxue: While His Majesty the Pope can still force your teacher not to take action... this is the best and last time.

Su Moyu glanced at Chen Changsheng.

In the Anglican Academy, he had made the same proposal.

Chen Changsheng said nothing, he knew that he could not leave.

Tianhai Shengxue left, and before walking out of the quiet room, he said: In a few days, the celebration will begin.

Many major events have happened this autumn. The Empress of Heaven and Sea returns to the sea of ​​​​stars, and the Demon Lord falls into the abyss of death.

There are other things that are about to happen, and the only thing that can be compared with these two things is the merger of the north and the south.

In a few days, the celebration of the union of the North and the South will be held in Kyoto. According to the saying in the spring, Baidi and his wife may come to watch the ceremony.

Chen Changsheng understood what Tianhai Shengxue wanted to remind him.

Luo Luo, maybe he will return to Kyoto.

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Zhou Tong returned to Beibingmasi Hutong.

He stood under the courtyard wall with his hands behind his back, looking at the deep tree pit with an indifferent expression and saying nothing, waiting for the return of the Begonia tree.

In the oblique autumn sky, a shrill bird song suddenly sounded. He and several subordinate officials looked up and saw a black shadow falling feebly from the sky.

That is a red eagle, which is the most durable for long-distance flights. It can cross thousands of mountains and rivers overnight without feeling tired.

This red eagle returned from the south, but it was exhausted to death.

Something big must have happened in the south.

Lishan Sword Sect? The Akiyama family? Or... Huaiyuan?

Zhou Tong's eyebrows raised.

The subordinates rushed over and presented urgent information from the south.

Wang Po left Huaiyuan.

The secret agent of the Qing Li Division who had been following this man was abandoned at Qingjiang two days ago and lost track of Wang Po.

No one knows where Wang Po is going or where he is now.

Zhou Tong stared at the subordinate and said nothing.

The subordinate's voice was hesitant: He...may come to Kyoto.

Zhou Tong's expression changed slightly, he was silent for a while, and then suddenly said: I want to enter the palace.

Some of the subordinates didn't react. If Wang Po really wanted to come to Kyoto, why didn't your lord quickly arrange manpower to intercept or kill him, but he was in a hurry to enter the palace?

Are you all deaf?

Zhou Tong's face was a little pale and his voice was a little sharp.

He was in a hurry to enter the palace because he was very uneasy now, even a little scared.

Only in the palace, under the watchful eye of Tao Zun, would he feel that he was safe.

He was very sure that Wang Po would come to Kyoto.

He was sure of what Wang Po was going to do.

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After returning to the Chinese Academy of Education, Chen Changsheng also learned the news.

Su Moyu was confused and asked, What is he doing in Kyoto? Come to pay homage to Xue Xingchuan?

No one dared to collect Xue Xingchuan's body, and no one dared to pay homage to him. At this time, if Wang Po appeared, it would be in line with the world's impression of him.

Chen Changsheng didn't think so. He knew that it was not for worship or anything else.

Wang Po came to Kyoto and only wanted to do one thing.

He wants to kill someone.

Kill Zhou Tong.