Fighter of the Destiny

That day when Mr. Lin was ordered to enter the National Education Academy, Chen Changsheng said something similar.

Shang Xingzhou was in the palace at the time and was having a conversation with the Pope. His reaction to this was very similar to now.

How childish.

There is still a bit of childishness in Chen Changsheng's eyebrows, but everyone can see the determination in it.

He knew he was right.

The Holy Queen of Tianhai is dead, the Pope has returned to the Star Sea, the Demon King has fallen into the abyss, and Wang Zhice has lived in seclusion. There are very few people in the world today who can rival Shang Xingzhou.

His Tao mind is clear, his Tao and Dharma are unobstructed, and his realm is profound and unfathomable.

He ruled the Great Zhou Dynasty and had the friendship of Baidi City.

He seemed impeccable, almost perfect.

But he still has flaws and loopholes.

The flaw was none other than Chen Changsheng, his young disciple whom he had always disliked.

There is a stream next to the old temple in Xining Town, with flowers floating on the stream flowing down the stream.

There are three thousand Taoist treasures hidden in the temple, but the three masters and disciples only practice one kind, and they all follow their hearts.

Following one's will is an extremely powerful Taoist magical power.

Only by standing under the starry sky, looking up without shame, and looking back without regrets, can we be fearless and fearless, with a clear mind and a clear mind, and without hindrance to the Tao.

In the more than ten years he stayed at the old temple in Xining Town, Shang Xingzhou never taught Yu He and Chen Changsheng any Taoism. He only asked them to read the Taoist canon. However, once they started to come into contact with specific cultivation methods, they would use a jaw-dropping method. The speed increased, Chen Changsheng broke through the realm and gathered stars in three years, and the rest of the people walked freely among the Heavenly Book Monuments, all of which came from this.

Correspondingly, this Taoism has extremely high requirements on the mind, just like the snow lotus on the top of the mountain, which cannot be contaminated by any dirt.

How can we not be confused by external things, and how can we have unshakable will and self-confidence?

One word describes it: heart.

You just need to be able to convince yourself.

If you can convince yourself that doing so is right and in line with your own wishes, then...it will naturally go with your heart.

This sounds simple, but it's not.

If you look into the deepest part of your soul, if you are in a dark room isolated from the world, how many people can truly say the word no regrets? Who can firmly believe that everything they do is correct?

Hundreds of years ago, Shang Xingzhou was one of the orthodox successors of the state religion. He could have followed the established route until he became the Pope, but he chose another path. He lived in this world in the name of Taoist Ji. , when Wu Daozi painted a portrait in Lingyan Pavilion, he was responsible for sending those people in the portrait back to the sea of ​​​​stars. The people in those portraits are all heroes of the human race and heroes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they just died in the conspiracy. Some of them, such as Qin Chong and Yu Gong Shenjiang, volunteered to die. What about the rest of the princes?

The heroic spirits in Lingyan Pavilion have been watching Shang Xingzhou. Or those resentful souls who had died in the Baicao Garden earlier had also been looking at Shang Xingzhou. The innocent people who died in this turmoil must also be watching him. But these still cannot affect Shang Xingzhou's Taoist heart, because he has many reasons to convince himself.

He despises the so-called heroes who are ruthless and destructive, and hates the schemers like Heipao who dare not see the light of day. He regards himself as the successor of His Majesty Emperor Taizong. He has the world in mind and can naturally ignore small details - for the survival of the Zhou Dynasty. Zai, this is an inevitable price for the bright future of the human race.

But there is one thing that Shang Xingzhou has not found a suitable way to convince himself until now, and that is Chen Changsheng.

Yes, the wooden basin floating in the stream, the baby in the basin, the dragon's beard hanging down by the golden dragon, everything is a conspiracy.

But the Chen Changsheng he saw at first sight was not the Duke of Wei, not Wang Zhice, not Tianhai, not a powerful general, not a wealthy man, not a concubine with long sleeves and good at dancing, not an eunuch with a hateful face, not an impassioned and talkative person. The scholar of the country is not a mature and prudent minister who cherishes feathers, he is just a...baby.

A baby that cannot even open its eyes, a baby that is ignorant and unconscious, a baby that has no good, no evil, and no thoughts.

He couldn't find any reason to convince himself that it was the right thing to do.

In the past fourteen years, every time he saw Chen Changsheng, he would have questions, and a shadow would appear in his heart.

Life in the old temple of Xining Town is very simple, and it is countless times more difficult to not meet than to meet.

Chen Changsheng transformed from a baby into a spring-like young man.

The shadow on Shang Xingzhoudao's heart has become as thick as night.

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I know teacher, you have no feelings of guilt towards me. This matter has nothing to do with good or evil. It's just that you can't convince yourself that the most important thing is always the most important thing.

Chen Changsheng looked at Shang Xingzhou and said, So, my existence is a very scary thing for you.

Before the collapse of the Buddhist sect, there was a saying about the so-called mental obstacles.

He is now Shang Xingzhou's heart obstacle.

Shang Xingzhou wants to do everything possible to get rid of this mental obstacle, so that he can truly keep his Tao mind clear.

He hoped that Chen Changsheng would die, but he couldn't do it himself, because it would have no effect and would make the heart block become deeper and deeper, and there would never be a chance to be erased.

A few days ago, even if Yu Ren had not left him in the Snow Palace in such a decisive way, he would not have gone to Beibingmasi Alley, but would have left the palace.

Back when he was walking down the Shinto of Tianshu Mausoleum, he didn't even look at Chen Changsheng, nor did he stop Chen Changsheng from taking away the remains of Holy Queen Tianhai, but he had already thought about his funeral arrangements.

He wanted to use these things as an excuse to let Chen Changsheng die in the hands of others.

Many times, he came very close to success.

For example, Old Eunuch Lin wanted to clear away the obstacles and threats to the young Emperor's rule, so he took advantage of the remains of Queen Tianhai and secretly attempted to kill Chen Changsheng, but failed.

For example, taking advantage of Xue Xingchuan's experience and using Zhou Tong as a guide, Chen Changsheng took the initiative and then killed him.

It's a pity that none of them succeeded. Chen Changsheng said.

I didn't expect that you have already understood all this, but it doesn't matter.

Shang Xingzhou looked a little regretful and said, If it weren't for Wang Po, you would have died at Tieshu's hands that day.

When Eunuch Lin suddenly took action in the National Education Academy, Chen Changsheng had already thought about everything clearly, but seeing his master's regret at this time, he still felt a little sad.

Shang Xingzhou looked at him and continued: I swore to your uncle that I would not take action against you. In fact, this is also true. Neither Lin nor Zhou made any deliberate arrangements. Everything is natural. , if you insist on staying in Kyoto, such things will happen more and more, and they will not be influenced by my mind.

It is difficult to argue whether this sentence is true or false, and there is no need to argue whether it is true or false.

People's minds are always floating between true and false, and even if they see all the flowers, colors and fragrances, they still can't see through them.

On the courtyard wall opposite the snow lake, more than ten Taoist priests in green clothes appeared.

The realm of those Taoists in green clothes is profound and unpredictable, and their sleeves are fluttering, and there is a hidden murderous intention.

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