Way of Choices

Linguang Sword is a set of swordsmanship and a sword. It is the sword of the Taoist Temple. More precisely, it has been the sword of Vice President Zhuang. This sword is not listed in the hundred weapon list, but its power is not far from those weapons on the bottom of the list. If the average person is cut three times by the Linguang sword, even if the pith is perfect, it will be separated, at least He was seriously injured and could not get up easily, but Chen Changsheng stood up with his hand holding Shi Bi.

But after all, he still suffered a lot of injuries, and blood spilled from the three sword marks on his chest, looking a little scary.

"Is that the case?"

Zhuang Huanyu looked at him expressionlessly, paused for a moment, and then added a tone: "How can he be qualified to be His Highness teacher at this level?"

His Highness in this sentence is naturally not the Princess of Pingguo, nor King Chen Liu, but His Royal Highness.

"If you really master Ye Zibu, or might make me feel a little daunted, but your Yeshibu is ultimately fake, or just imitated, paradoxical, how can it be used for combat? It's just illusion. , As long as you close your eyes, your body can't deceive the world."

Zhuang Huanyu looked at him and continued, "Like the real magical methods you teach your highness, it seems to be subtle. In fact, it takes the evil path of not being able to enter the room and playing smart. If you really want your highness to be able to For a better future, you should let her stay in the Taoist Temple and solve the problem by studying the authentic techniques of the Xuan School."

Yes, this is the reason why he complained to Chen Changsheng. This is why he was not satisfied with Chen Changsheng. He hoped that Chen Changsheng could be stronger and prove himself and the world to be qualified to be His Highness teacher, not like now. In this way, he was easily defeated, but it turned out to be just a deceiver.

"That's the matter of our National College of Education. Thank you for your suggestion, but I may not accept it."

Chen Changsheng raised his right arm, wiped the blood bead on his jaw with his sleeve, and looked at Zhuang Huaiyu.

Zhuang Huanyu Jianmei raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him disappointedly, "Do you still want to be obsessed with regrets? Facts have proved that even if you wash the marrow and perfect, the defense is strong, after all, it can't be the opponent of the real strong, Because your number of true elements is too thin, the state is too bad."

Chen Changsheng was silent, looking down at his hilt.

Zhuang Huanyu saw that he did not respond, and somehow became more angry. He said in a cold voice: "The practice is to be asked by the university. In the end, the battle still depends on Zhenyuan to beat people. Since ancient times, the practice has been to wash the marrow first. Quiet, every pass has its own reason. Washing the marrow is a prerequisite for sitting photos, but it is not a means of combat. You are so thin, sitting photos are not the first stage, but you want to defeat your opponents with the ability to wash the marrow. How arrogant and ignorant , I said you were wrong when you embarked on the evil road? You just walk on your own. Do you still want to take your Highness to this road of no return?"

There was a lot of silence in the Xiechen Building. Only the voice of the young strong man of Tiandaoyuan echoed coldly and vigorously, and landed on the ground covered with yellow sand.

"The realm is too low, no matter what, it is true that Chen Changsheng can only come here."

In the dark room on the second floor, the voice of Dean of Star Picking Academy sounded, with some emotions, some regrets, and some relief.

The room was large. People sat in their seats, silently, listening to the voice of Zhuang Huaiyu from the window, and made the same judgment about the match.

In the previous round of the battle, Chen Changsheng was able to beat the young man who was ranked more than 20 in the Qingyun Ranking of Shuangcheng, because he exerted the speed of his body to the extreme, and suddenly he exhibited the Ye Shibu. The Frost City master was a little caught off guard, and eventually lost to the level of strength he was able to fully exert in close combat.

But this time his opponent was Zhuang Huanyu.

Zhuang Huanyu is the most outstanding student of Tian Dao Academy. He practices the authentic Xuan School. Every step of his practice is extremely solid and stable. He never makes any progress, and has the teachings of the Academy’s teachers. Relying on the absolute advantages of Zhenyuan and moves, he directly crushed Chen Changsheng, did not give opponents any chance to get close, and naturally prevented any accidents.

"Director Mao Qiuyu is tall, and really extraordinary." The Bishop of Zongsi exclaimed.

The big guys in the room have been watching the battle for a long time, and have seen Folded Sleeve and Gou Hanshi shot, knowing that Zhuang Huanyu is not the strongest person in the realm, but he is the most stable person. In other words, he may be very It is difficult to break out and defeat a strong man like Gou Hanshi, but as long as he is a weaker opponent than him, there is absolutely no way to defeat him.

Especially after watching this match, people even vaguely felt that Zhuang Huaiyu was even higher than the rumored level. Even if they were up against His Royal Highness or Folded Sleeve, I was afraid that there would be a battle, winning or losing. It is difficult to determine in advance how his opponent Chen Changsheng can be his opponent.

Yes, the big players watching the battle, including the priests in the remaining rooms, have already pronounced Chen Changsheng's failure.

After several battles, it has been confirmed that this student of the National College of Education, which was not able to practice a few months ago, has indeed been successful in washing the marrow, but it is just a sit-in, no matter the number of true yuan or purity, or something else. On the other hand, there is still a big gap with the real powerhouses who participated in the Dachao test.

Chen Changsheng was able to go to the present and entered the quarter-finals of the Dachao trial. In addition to luck, he completely relied on his unimaginable speed and strength. And now, his luck has no meaning, because all opponents are real powerhouses, and no matter how incredible the speed and power are, because those powerhouses can directly crush him on the realm and the number of true elements, as long as they don’t Like the frost city young master in the last round, who made a big mistake in tactics, he has no chance of victory-the gap in the realm can not be made up by hard work or courage.

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"Is it really true that the quantity of the true yuan is the most important?" Chen Changsheng said, looking at the dagger clenched in his hand.

Zhuang Huanyu watched him frown slightly, not knowing what he meant by saying this at this time.

There is no expression on Chen Changsheng's face, and it looks a little stupid. No one can see that his heart is struggling at this time, hesitant, whether to take risks or not.

The true element of the practitioner comes from the stars in the night sky. At the same time that the starlight is used to wash the marrow, those stars with strange energy will also enter the body of the practitioner. Only when the sitting photo is taken, is the spiritual awareness of the practitioner or triggered. Speaking of igniting, becoming a true element that practitioners can control freely.

Chen Changsheng's number of true yuan is indeed very small, and it is very impure. His meridians are all broken. How can he make the true yuan run like himself? But he still has a lot of stars in his body. In other words, as long as he wants, he can let himself have more true yuan, but that would be a great adventure.

In the underground space under the abandoned well of Beixinqiao, before that black dragon, he somehow skipped the pass of washing the marrow and sat down directly. His physical strength is now much stronger than at that time, but he is still very It is difficult to resolve to sit down again, because if you fail, you will most likely die.

The medical case in the notes of the Zuo Zhao Jing and his own experience all prove this point.

The first adventure under the shadow of death requires courage. The second adventure requires more courage.

Fortunately, the night of the Ivy Feast, the day of the forced sitting photo, he was in the underground space, before the black dragon, had experienced two life and death, and he had really thought twice about the death he had been thinking for many years. I figured out many things-in the face of death, he still would not surrender, but he was no longer as scared as before.

Just like this time, in the face of a strong enemy like Zhuang Huaiyu, he will not surrender, nor will he be afraid.

He raised his head, looked at Zhuang Huayu, and said: "Since that is the case, then I will try."

try what? Except for him, no one in Xichenlou knew it, and he could not guess.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then spit out as much as possible.

It seemed as if bubbles bubbled up from the bottom of the spring.

Between his breaths, there was almost no air in his lungs, and suddenly there was no air.

His knowledge of the sea woke up, and the sea was slightly blue.

A condensed divine consciousness was generated from his sea of ​​knowledge, swaying up, and wondering where he went in the blue sky, as if he was about to leave this heaven and earth.

In another instant, that consciousness returned from the blue sky to the ground, shrinking reflexively, from outside to inside, into his body, and into the small world.

His consciousness turned into a breeze, free to go back and forth in that world.

The breeze is him, he is the breeze.

He saw the nine traversing mountains, the endless wilderness, and the lake in the sky.

Finally, he saw the snowfield.

The snowfield was cut into dozens of pieces by extremely deep cracks.

This snowfield was much thicker than when he sat up for a few days ago, and even now, some snow is still falling.

He has not stopped introducing starlight into the body these days.

Those snowflakes are extremely pure stars, as long as they are touched and ignited by the consciousness, they will become the water that nourishes this world, and those waters are the true elements.

In the words of Zhuang Huanyu, in the words of many people, and in countless words on Daozang, the most important truth element for practitioners.

Chen Changsheng hesitated for a short moment.

He is really not afraid of death now, but he does not want to suffer that kind of pain again, because that kind of pain is very likely to make him pass out on the spot, and once that happens, the game will naturally lose.

But after all, it is something to be done.

Hesitating, hesitating, the clear breeze did not stand still, and fell to a snowfield in the southeast corner.

Like a wildfire, it fell among the mountains full of dead leaves.

With a bang, the snowfield burned violently.

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The room on the second floor was very quiet. The big men sat silently in their seats, waiting for Chen Changsheng to admit defeat, waiting for the end of the game, waiting for this year’s Dacha test to finally write the ending, the old school of the state religion. Attempts or attempts have been hit hardest.

However, at this time, a breath suddenly emerged in the Xiechen Building.

The breath was a bit violent and very blazing, like someone ignited a bonfire downstairs, and the fire was extremely intense.

Mo Yu looked slightly stern and stood up. The palace skirt dragged a residual image in the dim room and instantly swept to the window.

Her gaze passed through the paper flowers on the window and looked downstairs, with no expression on her face, but a splendid appearance in her eyes.

The big men present were all powerful and powerful, and no one could perceive what that breath represented. No one had paid attention to the realm of strength that Mo Yu showed in the previous moment, and came to the window and went downstairs Looking around, the expression suddenly changed with sight, and he was speechless for a while.

Downstairs in front of the stone wall, Chen Changsheng stood in the yellow sand with his eyes closed, next to his bare feet, the gravel wetted by the blood dripping from him.

That violent, fiery breath came from his body.

People clearly feel that his realm is rising, the real elements in his body are increasing, and his breath is becoming stronger.

In divine perception, he became brighter and brighter.

It's like a real bonfire.

"how can that be?"

"how can that be!"

People stood by the window and looked at the scene. The expression on their faces became extremely strange and shocked.

At this time, Chen Changsheng began to sit and watch himself, turning Xinghui into true yuan!

The problem is that, in addition to the beginning, when the medulla was transferred into the seated state, the practitioners burned all the previously accumulated starlight into true elements, and there will be such a strong breath overflow. Huiyang Zhenyuan is a trickle, how can there be such a big movement?

This is Chen Changsheng's first self-portrait?

Impossible, through the first few rounds of fighting, people are very clear that he has now completed the practice from washing the marrow to sitting photos, otherwise there can be no real flow in the body.

So what's going on with this picture now?

Could it be said that someone in this world can take two first sitting photos?

There was silence in the Xiechen Building.

Everyone was shocked and speechless.

Whether it's the big-picture people by the window, or the priests who are divorced from the palace.

Zhuang Huanyu was even more shocked and speechless.

The temperature in the building instantly increased.

Chen Changsheng closed his eyes, but the yellow sand at his feet floated up. Those gravel condensed by blood and water, after being invisible and high-temperature roasted, dried and scattered.

All the blood was turned into smoke.

In the fluttering yellow sand, Chen Changsheng's face became more and more red, and he could feel his body becoming hotter and hotter.

Looking at the scene, a bishop of the Templar slightly frowned and calmed down.

He didn't know why Chen Changsheng was able to take a second shot, but he could see that this teenager couldn't control the burning of the stars in his body.

"If this continues, even if he is not burned to death, his mind will be burned out." Chen Liuwang said worriedly.

As long as the marrow washing is successful, the practitioner's body will be able to withstand the heat and power of Xinghui's conversion into true elements during the first exposure. But Chen Changsheng's sitting lighting at this time was a little weird. The amount of starlight burning in his body seemed to be too much, and the body's temperature could hardly be suppressed.

The Xianchen Building became hotter and hotter, and suddenly the sound of cicadas came from outside the building, as if summer came early.

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There is a palace deep in the palace.

There is a gray pottery basin in the corner of the palace.

There is a plant in the pot with a few green stems and only one green leaf.

The edges of the green leaves are slightly wilted and slightly curled.

"The memory of the old person really deteriorated a lot, and he forgot to water it again."

Lord Pope walked to the pottery basin and looked at the green leaf and sighed.

Then he picked up the wooden scoop and reached for the sink beside the basin.

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