Fighter of the Destiny

After returning to the palace and talking about Wang Po's departure again, Xu Yourong said something similar.

"The country is dead."

Wang Po gave up the idea of ​​seeking justice from the Zhou Dynasty and revenge from the Chen family. This was a very difficult thing.

On a spiritual level, this is no different than sacrificing oneself for one’s country.

Chen Changsheng thought deeply, and then thought of the last words his senior brother said.

"It's a very nice thing to leave at the right time."

To anyone who looks at it, this sentence is all about Shang Xingzhou.

Chen Changsheng did not deny this, but he always felt that this sentence was related to him.

"I might... be gone for a while."

He said with some hesitation.

Xu Yourong said: "Reason?"

There are many reasons, such as what he said just now, and how strict the senior brother was when teaching the young junior brother to practice calligraphy, which reminded him of his master.

For example, many ministers and people are praising him, saying that his senior brother looks more and more like Emperor Taizong.

But these reasons cannot be explained, because they are all his conjectures without any evidence, and this conjecture is really irresponsible.

He didn't say it, but Xu Yourong knew.

She said: "Maybe you are overthinking."

"Yes." Chen Changsheng looked at her and said seriously: "But before Emperor Taizong did those things, he was not necessarily the Emperor Taizong we know. He was the King of Qi that everyone praised, and he later killed his brothers. The prisoner father may have been a choice he was forced to make."

Xu Yourong said: "So?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I don't want him to become the second Emperor Taizong, so... I want to leave."

"If this is the only reason, I don't support it, because it is a completely passive excuse."

Xu Yourong said: "Living should be a collection of proactive actions."

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "I also want to leave."

Xu Yourong said those two words again: "Reason?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I want to know where I come from."

From the age of ten, he has lived in the shadow of death.

That night at Tianshu Mausoleum, Queen Tianhai helped him change his fate against the will of heaven. Finally, he no longer had to think about death every day and was qualified to think about other issues.

Apart from the issues of life and death, the most important issues in life are those three.

Who are you?

Where are you from

Where are you headed?

To answer the third question, we must first clarify the first two questions.

The war with the demons is not completely over yet, but there is no need for him to do anything anymore.

Shang Xingzhou and Heipao said that he was from the Holy Light Continent and he wanted to visit there.

"I accept that reason."

Xu Yourong said, "But it shouldn't take too long."

Chen Changsheng was a little surprised and said, "Aren't you going to go with me?"

Xu Yourong said seriously: "I was born in Kyoto."

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Chen Changsheng returned to Xining Town. Until this moment, he was still thinking about the last conversation with Yourong, and then he remembered Tang Sanshiliu's evaluation of Yourong many years ago in the Liziyuan Inn in Kyoto - that was a speech that left people speechless. A talkative woman.

This answer made Chen Changsheng a little relieved, but he forgot that Tang Sanliu also evaluated him in the same way.

The pope's sudden departure is not only irresponsible, but also leaves people speechless.

In late winter, the flower trees by the stream have become bare, there are no petals on the water, and there are no books in the old temple.

Chen Changsheng slept one night in the old temple. He woke up at five o'clock the next morning, washed his face with stream water, and walked over there. Over there is a fog that is getting deeper and deeper, and when it reaches its thickest, it turns into clouds. In the clouds are streams, vines, easily frightened deer, and many shadowy beasts of unknown origin.

These were all environments he was familiar with, and they didn't allow him to stop until he reached the foot of that lonely peak.

A unicorn appeared, all white, like a spiritual creature.

Chen Changsheng looked at it quietly.

He knew that this unicorn had been waiting for him for many years.

"You don't have to be with anyone, you'll be fine by yourself."

Chen Changsheng looked at it, shook his head, smiled and said, "Go ahead."

The unicorn left with some reluctance, and would look back at him after walking a dozen steps.

Chen Changsheng looked at it quietly without turning away. He did not continue his journey until it disappeared deep into the thick clouds and mist.

The lonely peak is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round. The surface is very humid, with moss everywhere and endless running water.

But for the strong ones in the Holy Realm, these are not difficult, just like the flat ground.

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Nine days ago, the sun fell into the cloud tomb and never appeared again.

On the tenth day, Chen Changsheng came to the lonely peak. (Note)

Except for the sea of ​​clouds, there was nothing here. It was very deserted, which made him feel lonely.

He sat on the stone at the top of the mountain, took out a fruit, and ate it slowly and seriously.

There were many things in the scabbard, including food, which was prepared by Zhizhi himself. The portion was large, but he didn't ask for anything and just ate a piece of fruit.

Just like he chose to climb instead of reaching the peak by other means, this may be the sense of ritual he needs.

After eating the fruit, he looked up at the sky and found that the sky was right in front of him.

He stretched out his hand and touched it, and found that the sky felt good. It was not as hard as he imagined, but smooth and somewhat elastic, just like Yourong's face.

He closed his eyes.

Three thousand swords roared out and flew back and forth above the sea of ​​clouds, looking extremely happy. They probably also knew that they were about to go to other worlds.

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Chen Changsheng reached the other side of the sky, and then fell to the ground.

It didn't hurt very much, because the ground was covered with green grass and was very soft.

This is a grassland with a radius of several hundred feet.

Chen Changsheng looked back and saw that the broken space crystal wall was slowly closing, and the color of the sky became lighter and lighter until it almost disappeared.

He could see very clearly that the solitary peak that reached into the sky in Middle-earth seemed to be facing him here.

It turns out that the two continents are not parallel, but perpendicular.

Middle-earth is like a wall to this place.

The grassland was really small, and we walked out in just a moment.

Outside the grassland is the desert, with white gravel forming a world like the white sea.

The rays of the nine suns are so dazzling.

Chen Changsheng randomly chose a direction to walk.

One step is miles.

Soon he met the indigenous people of this continent.

More and more Aboriginal people.

No one came to ask about his origins, and no one dared to stop him.

The natives looked at him in awe, parting like a tide until the altar was revealed.

The weather was really hot, but the monk in white was sitting on the altar, letting the sun expose him.

Back then, Chen Changsheng had followed the spirit of Queen Tianhai and met him by the stream in Xining Town.

"I'm dying, my energy and blood are exhausted, so I'm a little cold."

The monk in white explained to him.

Chen Changsheng said: "It is indeed a bit cold here."

The monk in white makes sense when he says it's cold. Why does he think it's cold here too?

You must know that the nine suns in the sky are real.

"Are you here to take us home?"

asked the monk in white.

Hearing these words, hundreds of thousands of people around the altar knelt down like a tide and prayed with cries: "For our homeland."

Chen Changsheng looked at these people and remained silent.

The monk said: "Your master once promised me. If you don't agree, I will wait for your junior brother to do this."

Chen Changsheng said: "If I can come back, I will seriously consider this matter."

The monk understood what he meant and said, "Do you want to see the way forward?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Yes."

The monk said: "You should know that this is not the Holy Light Continent."

Chen Changsheng nodded.

He had known a long time ago that this was not the Holy Light Continent.

If the Holy Light Continent was so close, the Middle-earth continent would have been enslaved by that god long ago.

This was once the Juche Civilized Continent, now an abandoned place.

Those blazing, scorching, seemingly energetic lights are not the real holy light, they are just illusions.

This continent has lost all energy, its vitality is constantly draining, and it continues to decline over time.

"Back then, we sent three drops of my uncle's blood to the Holy Light Continent through the altar."

The monk in white said: "Then you were born."

The uncle he was talking about was Chen Xuanba.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and asked: "Can people from Holy Light Continent come here through the altar?"

"This altar can only transmit inanimate objects."

The monk in white shook his head and said: "Uncle's blood is not active, and the Sky-Zealing Sword is not a living thing."

Chen Changsheng said: "But I am alive."

The monk in white said: "Don't you understand now? When you were sent back, you were just a fruit."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while again and said, "Then how was I born?"

The monk in white said: "It's also the same ten months of pregnancy."

Chen Changsheng understood and said with a glimmer of hope: "Is she still alive?"

The monk in white looked at him with some pity, just like he looked at the girl more than twenty years ago.

"She died when you were born."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time and said, "You are all bad people."

You in this sentence refer to the white-robed monk, the black-robed monk, and his master Shang Xingzhou.

"Holy Light Continent has always wanted to open up the space channel through this altar."

The white-clothed monk said: "The closest thing to success was more than ten years ago. They were waiting for Shang Xingzhou to use you to launch divine punishment, or to use my soul as a guide."

Only then did Chen Changsheng know why the Holy Queen was most concerned about the souls of the monks by the stream in Xining Town when they fought against the three saints.

He looked into the eyes of the monk in white and said: "So, you are the worst one."

The monk in white was silent for a moment and said: "I have never been to the Holy Light Continent, but I have experienced the power of gods. That is not something we can fight against."

Chen Changsheng said: "Even so, we cannot be the enemy's vanguard."

The monk in white said: "If the Holy Light Continent hadn't replenished energy here through the altar, this continent would have been completely deserted."

Chen Changsheng said: "If it weren't for the Holy Queen, Middle-earth would have been abandoned."

The monk in white said: "I have always felt that Queen Tianhai is not dead."

Chen Changsheng remembered that in Xining Town, the Holy Queen once told this monk that she had her own inheritance.

What exactly does the inheritance of Queen Tianhai refer to? Is it Yu Renhe, Chen Changsheng, or Xu Yourong?

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Abandoned land, desert everywhere.

On the edge of the desert, hundreds of thousands of miles away from the oasis where the indigenous people live, there is a sea.

There is no living creature in this sea, it is like a dead sea.

But no matter how desolate the world is, there will still be some very different life forms, or they may no longer be life, but dead spirits.

Huge waves arose on the sea surface, and the cold wind howled.

A Netherworld Bone Dragon that was more than ten miles long kept moving through the wind and waves.

This Netherworld Bone Dragon did not want to show off its power to the world, nor did it want to express its despair to the gods, but was forced to do so.

A squirrel squatted in the bone dragon's eye, like a black dot.

It looked at the waves coming towards it without fear at all, and made happy cries from time to time.

It turned out that this Nether Bone Dragon was playing with it.

On the beach, a black sheep looked at the sky quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

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"I want to go to the Holy Light Continent."

"I have never been to Holy Light Continent, and I can't go there."

"How did Su Li get there?"

"If I guessed correctly, he should have gone through Jialan Temple."

Chen Changsheng was very surprised when he heard this.

He knew that Wang Zhice and Wu Daozi had been in Jialan Temple, probably trying to restore the murals from the past and renew the Buddhist heritage.

Everyone thought that Jialan Temple must be in an extremely remote mountain. Who would have thought that Jialan Temple was not in Middle-earth, but in an abandoned place.

Walking into Jialan Temple, Wu Daozi was still painting on the wall.

Then, he saw Wang Zhice.

Wang Zhice had white hair and was playing the flute lightly. He didn't know who he was missing.

Chen Changsheng was not apologetic, but respectful.

It turns out that Wang Zhice has been guarding the most important passage for the human race all these years.

If Jialan Temple can lead to the Holy Light Continent.

"There is a space crack here, which is very unstable and needs to be repaired all the time."

Wang Zhice put down his flute and said to him, "This is what Mr. Wu did."

Wu Daozi stared at the paintings on the wall and sneered: "When I was in the palace, I didn't know who beat me so badly. Now you know how important I am, right?"

Wang Zhice said: "I don't have much time or energy to take care of other things."

Since knowing that Wang Zhice is still alive, there have been many bad comments about him.

To ignore worldly affairs is to be irresponsible.

Chen Changsheng had similar thoughts, but he didn't know until today that these were all misunderstandings.

Jialan Temple is too important. Compared with this, the power struggles and life-and-death battles in Middle-earth are really trivial matters.

"Since there is a space crack here, why don't gods open a space channel from here?"

Chen Changsheng asked.

Wang Zhice said: "Because the gods cannot guarantee that this space channel is one-way."

Chen Changsheng didn't understand what this meant.

Wang Zhice said: "You will know when you go over there."

Chen Changsheng said: "Have you been there?"

Wang Zhice said: "I'm not ready to meet the other party yet."

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "Isn't it a bit irresponsible for Su Li and me to do this?"

Wang Zhice said: "Curiosity is the most beautiful nature we are born with. It is worth taking risks and even giving everything for it."

Chen Changsheng said: "How should I get there?"

Wang Zhice took him in front of the mural.

There are many scenes painted on the walls.

Buildings with spires naturally have a sacred meaning in their lines.

There are pastures and white clouds, scattered huts, bustling markets, and a Colosseum that looks sunny but is actually gloomy.

In terms of architectural style, these are very similar to Xue Lao City.

There are many intelligent beings on the murals that are different from humans.

Some craftsman-like beings are like low-level demons, only shorter, and some are very beautiful, much like the Xiuling people who live in Daxizhou.

Chen Changsheng became more and more entranced until he heard the sound of the bell and finally woke up.

Looking around, there are green pastures, white clouds floating in the blue sky, bells ringing from the church in front, and shouts coming from a square building.

That kind of language is very close to the demon language. Chen Changsheng can understand it, so it probably means class.

It turns out that he has arrived at Holy Light Continent.

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(Note: Of course it is Sheng Xie. I hope Douzi will come back soon and continue writing online articles. Tomorrow is the last chapter, and there will be a postscript. The emotions are a bit complicated.)