Fighter of the Destiny

In the past, Chen Changsheng's life was very bad. Later, his life was very good. In other words, his fate was changed.

——That night at the summit of Tianshuling, the Holy Queen of Tianhai changed his fate against the will of heaven.

Since then, his path to spiritual cultivation has been smooth, and the shadow that has been hanging over his head for more than ten years has disappeared, leaving only a bright light.

Of course, with the changes in his destiny and status, he encountered some new tests that he could not have imagined back then. Even with the divine staff in hand, it was extremely difficult to become the master of the state religion. Fortunately, His Majesty the Pope has made a lot of arrangements for him when he returns to the sea of ​​​​stars, and has paved the road ahead as smooth as possible.

In a sense, His Majesty the Pope also changed his destiny.

In order to hand over this great legacy to Chen Changsheng, His Majesty the Pope made a very careful and appropriate design. He did not mention the rainbow in the palace or the disappearing figure on the futon in the orange garden, but only talked about the starlight at the bottom of the Beixinqiao well. With the three green leaves on the stone wall, you can see his good intentions.

The Pope chose the little black dragon to be Chen Changsheng’s guardian, of course because she is powerful enough. Except for those who are powerful in the sacred realm, few people on the continent today can defeat her. But the more important reason lies in her identity, because she is Her Royal Highness is the princess of the Xuanshuang Dragon Clan who helped the Monster Clan establish their country countless thousands of years ago.

Bai Di and his wife should have known for a long time that there was a giant black frost dragon imprisoned by the human race near the imperial city, but they did not express an opinion on it, either because it was too long ago, or because the so-called affection is always no match for value. Zong ignored this and rescued her directly, just to force Baidi City to accept the favor.

Even if Bai Di and his wife wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb, the tribes and elders on both sides of the Red River would not agree.

The Pope acts bright and clear, and has never played any conspiracy in his life, but after all, he has lived in this world for thousands of years and understands human nature very well.

There is no difference between the demon race and the human race in this regard.

He was right.

The little black dragon left the bottom of the Beixinqiao well and walked towards the National Education College in the wind and snow.

Mrs. Mu sighed and left Kyoto in a seven-color deer chariot.

Up to this moment, Chen Changsheng did not fully understand His Majesty the Pope's good intentions, because he was too young. Even though he had read the Dao Zang thoroughly and remembered many legends and stories, it was difficult for him to connect with the present. So after hearing Shang Xingzhou's next few words, he was still stunned for a long time before he figured out what they meant.

Do you know who Yin's guardian was back then?

have no idea.

Chen Xuanba.

This is really an answer that no one would have thought of.

For thousands of years, there are two most shining names on this continent.

One is Zhou Du|fu and the other is Emperor Taizong.

But before Chen Xuanba died, no one dared to say that Zhou Dufu and Emperor Taizong could dominate the world. In a period of more than ten years that seemed extremely short compared with the long history, he competed with these two men in different fields, each leading the way, dazzling, and stunning.

Such a person is unparalleled in the world.

Even if His Majesty the Pope was the orthodox successor of the Taoist sect, logically speaking, he would not be qualified to have such a great generation of overlords as his guardian.

Unless there is something hidden in this matter.

Chen Xuanba should be your ancestor. It is even possible that you are the essence and blood he left in the world to rebuild, so Yin is paying off the debt.

Shang Xingzhou said, Do you understand what he means now?

Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time and nodded.

His Majesty the Pope's love and compassion may come from many aspects, such as debt repayment, guilt, and commitment.

He had not thought about this aspect too carefully, but he had always understood the meaning of the Pope's arrangements.

His master didn't like him and wanted him to die, but that didn't mean that he also wanted him to die.

This also means that it is not necessarily life-and-death between him and Shang Xingzhou.

If he continues to stay in Kyoto, it will inevitably become a source of turmoil, unless he is determined to lead the state religion to war against the imperial court.

Of course he wouldn't do it because he couldn't find any reason.

Is he going to take away the throne from his senior brother?

As for sin... he knew that Shang Xingzhou had enough confidence to respond to the inquiry. The imperial court was newly established, and even if you wanted to do evil, you still had no chance. The so-called ugly crime now lies with Zhou Tong. Regardless of Chen Changsheng's emotional inclination, Zhou Tong's crime should be mostly attributed to Queen Tianhai.

Chen Changsheng looked at Shang Xingzhou and asked, What about you? Do you understand what Uncle Master means?

Shang Xingzhou said nothing.

After talking for a long time that day and night, and watching the little dragon walking out of the snow today, he completely understood what Yin meant.

Since when did immortality become a barrier to my heart? Or should it be counted from the night of Tianshu Mausoleum?

That year, he picked up or received the baby in a wooden basin by the stream. He lamented that the baby was not lucky, because he already knew the baby's fate.

Before Chen Changsheng was born, the sun's disk collapsed, and he was poured into an unimaginable amount of holy light by people from a foreign continent. There was no way he could live beyond the age of twenty.

When he told Chen Changsheng that he could change his destiny against the will of heaven, he was of course lying to him. He never thought that Chen Changsheng could successfully change his destiny against the will of the heavens. No matter how talented he was, he was only twenty years old when he left Xining Town. There are only a few years left. Even if Zhou Dufu is reborn and Wang Zhice turns dark, how can he accomplish such a thing?

Facts have proved that his view was correct. Until the incident at the Tomb of Heavenly Books, Chen Changsheng still could not successfully change his destiny against the will of heaven, and could not even see a glimmer of hope. He thought that Chen Changsheng would die, or be eaten by Tianhai, or die at the end of his life. However, who would have thought that Tianhai, beyond everyone's expectation, made such a choice.

If this was a big game of chess arranged by him, Tianhai's death would be the winner. He thought he had won the game, but who knew when he looked at the chessboard, he suddenly discovered that there was something A chess piece that was supposed to die is still on the chessboard.

The chess piece that was supposed to be dead was still alive, and the seemingly uninteresting endgame suddenly took on numerous changes.

This chess piece on the chessboard seemed to have transcended the scope of the chessboard, which made Shang Xingzhou feel very uneasy and wary.

So on the Shinto path in Chaoyangli, he made a decision.

He wanted Chen Changsheng to die as soon as possible and to make this chess piece disappear as soon as possible.

So he didn't even look at Chen Changsheng on the Shinto road.

That’s why there are so many things happening later.

It wasn't until that night of long conversation that he vaguely understood.

Because of the relationship between this chess piece and him, and because of the Taoism he practiced, he paid too much attention to this chess piece and was involved in too much energy.

What Yin said is right.

Since we hate each other.

Seeing each other is like arguing with each other but not seeing each other.

Shang Xingzhou turned around and walked outside the Chinese Academy of Education.

Just like when he was on the divine path in Tianshu Mausoleum, he didn't look at Chen Changsheng again.

More than ten Taoist priests in green clothes left with him.

This all happened too suddenly and without any warning.

At this moment, a voice rang out in Chen Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness without warning.

Go further.

Don't let Kyoto see it.

Don't let heaven and earth see it.

Don't let me see it.