The rest of the people did not pick up the string of stone beads, although they knew it was the Tianshu tablet.
Xu Yourong pinned his hopes on him, it must be because Chen Changsheng often mentioned himself on weekdays.
But he also has no way to enter Zhou Garden.
But he knew that Chen Changsheng would not want to see himself appear.
If he really encountered an unsolvable danger, Chen Changsheng would naturally come out of the Zhou Garden.
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The White Grass Road is straight and long. Walking on it, you will experience extremely short seasonal changes.
It didn't take long for Chen Changsheng to experience spring, summer, autumn and winter, crashing into the frenzied blizzard.
He kept running towards the wind and snow, his face paler than the snow.
The temple in the depths of the wind and snow has turned into a small black spot and is burning.
There are temples within ten miles of Baicao Road, there are temples within a hundred miles, and there are temples within a thousand miles.
Chen Changsheng and Shang Xingzhou met three times, each in these three temples.
Whether he hid in the temple or not, he would always be found.
Or it was because the place where their master and apprentice spent the longest time together was the old temple in Xining Town.
The three short and dangerous encounters made Chen Changsheng's injuries worse.
Some monsters with relatively lower intelligence and more ambition couldn't help showing up to help Chen Changsheng, but they were chopped into pieces by Shang Xingzhou's Dao sword.
The sea of grass in those areas was completely stained red with animal blood, and the picture looked very bloody.
Even though the situation was so dangerous, Chen Changsheng still had no intention of leaving Zhou Garden.
Leaving on his own and trapping Shang Xingzhou in the Zhou Garden is not an option, because that is not a battle.
And when he opens the space channel, it is very likely that the opponent will seize the opportunity.
For this reason, he didn't even try to use Zhou Yuan's rules for space transfer.
More importantly, all the preparations he made to defeat Shang Xingzhou were in the Zhou Garden.
During these days of quiet meditation in the palace, he prepared a lot.
It's just that those methods are all based on his ability to draw a sword.
As soon as he entered Zhou Garden, all the swords were gone, so what should he do
When did he escape like this
Or where is he going
The snow falling in the sea of grass suddenly became a little dark.
That's because of the changing light.
A huge shadow shrouded the road and wilderness ahead.
Like a cloud of smoke, Chen Changsheng burst out through the wind and snow, rushing towards the depths of the shadows.
Zhou Ling was there.
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The soles of the boots left slight depressions on the rough bluestone surface, and cobweb-like cracks could be faintly seen on the edges.
The howling cold wind drove the sleeves of the clothes, which were as straight as the light of a knife.
Chen Changsheng flew non-stop, and soon reached the middle of the Zhou Tomb, at the end of the familiar tomb passage.
There used to be a green tree named Tonggong here.
He and Xu Yourong faced the golden-winged roc awakened by Nan Ke, as well as the terrifying beast horde.
Jianchi woke up.
Ten thousand swords become dragons.
The story of the past has not been too long, but it already feels like a world away.
The golden-winged roc absorbs the essence of heaven and earth in the hometown of the Xiuling clan, waiting for true maturity.
Nanke listened to the sound of the sword every night in Lishan, and he didn't know when he would really wake up.
The monsters have lived a good life for several years, and they don't know if they can continue after today.
Today his opponent is only one person, but when it comes to the level of terror, it is not inferior at all, and it is even more terrifying.
The gravel on the edge of the altar was rolled by the wind, and it stopped when it touched the edge of the cloth shoes.
Shang Xingzhou looked at Zhou Ling, the expression on his face finally changed.
"I don't know what you have prepared here."
He said to Chen Changsheng: "But like I said at the beginning, there are no miracles."
Chen Changsheng said: "I thought it was a miracle that someone like Zhou Dufu appeared under the starry sky."
No matter how later generations evaluate Zhou Dufu, many people will agree with him.
The strongest under the starry sky, who is truly invincible in the world, is of course a miracle.
Hearing these words, Shang Xingzhou was quiet for a while, then laughed.
"Do you know why Wang Zhice doesn't like me, but is willing to help me?"
He looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "Do you know why the old people of our generation can intrigue, intrigue, and plot against each other, but when facing foreign enemies, or being forced to the end? , but will show a consistent will to the outside world?"
Chen Changsheng said, "Because of your common experience."
Shang Xingzhou said calmly, "Yes, because we once had a common enemy."
Chen Changsheng said, "I thought they were demons."
Shang Xingzhou said: "The existence of the demons is of course a reason for unity, but that person is more important."
Chen Changsheng said, "I don't really understand."
Shang Xingzhou said: "Because that person made us see ourselves and each other clearly, so we can be honest and trust from now on."
Chen Changsheng said: "See clearly what exactly you want?"
Shang Xingzhou said: "At the same time, we can see clearly how ugly our real thoughts are, because it is a shameless thing after all."
Chen Changsheng understood, so he could only remain silent.
Shang Xingzhou said indifferently: "You also killed Zhou before, but compared to us back then, it's just a child's play."
What Chen Changsheng wanted to kill was Zhou Tong.
Back then, those people killed Zhou Dufu.
"If he is a miracle, shouldn't we who killed him be a real miracle?"
Shang Xingzhou's eyes were indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead person.
Many years ago, that person was killed by them, let alone Chen Changsheng.
The most famous and longest-running mystery of the millennium has finally been solved in this moment.
Many people's conjectures, the enduring topic in teahouses and restaurants, were finally confirmed at this moment.
Without a doubt, this is the world's deepest secret.
Chen Changsheng was very calm.
He looked at Shang Xingzhou and asked, "How can you be sure that he is really dead?"
This is the tomb of Zhou Dufu.
He stood in front of the mausoleum to ask this question.
It felt like asking the question on behalf of the man in the mausoleum.
The cold wind blows the gravel in the wilderness, making a sound that seems to have a sense of time.
Shang Xingzhou narrowed his eyes.
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