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Tang Thirty-Six did not leave with Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong.
He stood in front of the Orthodox Academy, watching the black crowd quickly disperse like an ebbing tide.
Baihua Lane quickly regained its calm.
Su Moyu returned one after another with the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy.
Looking at the ruined Fenglin Pavilion, the collapsed broken walls, the messy woods and the clear traces of the battle, and imagining the shocking battle not long ago, everyone's emotions are inevitably a little strange, feeling like a dream generally.
Of course, this is a sweet dream, because the current Orthodox Academy belongs to the Li Palace faction.
Su Moyu ignored the turbulent mood of the teachers and the students, and was not in a hurry to arrange renovations, but was more concerned about other things.
"Is nothing wrong?"
He stared at Tang Thirty-Six's eyes and asked, "I think his eyes are very red."
The he in this sentence was naturally referring to Chen Changsheng, and Su Moyu was worried that he was seriously injured.
Tang Thirty-Six spread his hands and was speechless, thinking that Chen Changsheng and His Majesty the Emperor would also tell you about crying in their arms
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In the quiet side hall, running water fell into the pool, making a tinkling sound, and the water ladle floated chaotically on it, like a boat sailing wildly without anyone.
Wang Zhice looked away from the pool and looked outside the hall.
The sky was not yet dark, the sky had set, and the scenery was very clear, but he didn't see Wu Daozi.
There is a touch of white between heaven and earth, very holy, like snow and lotus, that is Xu Yourong.
Standing in front of the main hall of light, she tilted her head and looked inside, looking very cute.
The King of Ling Hai and others accompanied her, silent, ready to fight.
A few years ago, such a picture has appeared once.
That time when Chen Changsheng came back from the cold mountain, he was seriously injured and had a conversation with the Pope in that quiet hall.
At that time Xu Yourong was ready to make a move at any time.
Today it is obvious that she is also ready to make a move at any time.
Even if it was Wang Zhice sitting opposite Chen Changsheng today.
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In the Orthodox Academy, Chen Changsheng was about to be slashed by the sword by Shang Xingzhou, so Xu Yourong had no choice but to make a move, but was stopped by Wang Zhice.
But Wang Zhice admired her response very much. If he read correctly, it should be Tianxiaxi Shenzhi.
"What I admire the most is that she didn't devote all her time and energy to big brother's sword skills, and you are the same."
Wang Zhice's words were very sincere.
Because he knew very well how terrifying the set of sword techniques called two breaks was.
Not only because he is Zhou Dufu's sworn brother, this is something that the whole continent knows, and it is something that has been recorded in history books.
Don't Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong know? Of course they do.
That year when he and Wang Po were walking by the Luoshui River, he showed Zhou Dufu's saber intent, and Wang Po took advantage of this to break through the situation and slashed Nantie.
Now the Two Breaking Sword Jue is in the hands of him and Xu Yourong.
Possessing the Two Breaking Knife Art, one can inherit Zhou Dufu's inheritance, and is likely to become the second strongest under the starry sky!
For other ascetics, who can bear this temptation
They will inevitably practice hard against that set of sword tactics every day, and spend all their time and even their entire lives on it.
But Chen Changsheng didn't do this, and Xu Yourong didn't do that either, except that they had participated together in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books for a period of time, they never met each other specifically for the purpose of practicing the Two Breaking Sword Art, and often even forgot about it.
"The Two Breaking Knife Jue is too intense, and I feel a little uncomfortable."
This is Chen Changsheng's explanation to Wang Zhice.
He thought for a while, and added: "And we have our own Taoism, that's also very good."
The answer is calm, born of self-confidence.
This is what Wang Zhice admires the most, and it is also what he doesn't understand.
From Tianshu Mausoleum to Jianchi to Zhou Garden, so many adventures did not change Chen Changsheng's mood.
Who can casually tie the Tianshu tablet on the wrist like a stone bead
He and Xu Yourong are so young, where did the confidence come from that made them so calm and calm when facing the world
"This world is ours and yours, but it will be yours in the end."
Wang Zhice looked at him and said, "I thought you were still young and could wait for us to grow old, so there was no need to take such a risk."
Chen Changsheng understood that he was explaining why he appeared in the capital at the invitation of Shang Xingzhou.
He didn't know what to say.
Because the person who explained to him was called Wang Zhice.
It is indeed easy to feel bewildered by this fact.
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Xu Yourong turned around and looked at the black eaves deep in the halls.
After confirming that the conversation in Jingdian was going well, she naturally wouldn't break the stone wall and get angry, Ling Haizhiwang and others also dispersed.
At this time, she heard what Wang Zhice said, of course, it was also because Wang Zhice wanted her to hear it.
That sentence raised her eyebrows, like a flame ready to burn the sky.
A figure came into her eyes.
"It seems that your fighting spirit has not completely disappeared."
Mo Yu looked at her and smiled and said, "It's been so many years, and you're still so belligerent."
Except for people like her who grew up with Chen Liuwang and Ping Guo, few people knew Xu Yourong's true temperament.
Xu Yourong looked at her and said, "In your eyes, all I see is dissatisfaction."
"You and I have made countless preparations, but all of them failed. It is inevitable that we will feel uncomfortable."
When Mo Yu spoke, he shrugged his shoulders, looking very indifferent.
Such a simple sentence, but I don't know how much blood and rain is hidden.
If it weren't for Chen Changsheng's seemingly naive and stupid arrangement, perhaps today's capital would really be filled with blood.
"Your little man is really good."
Mo Yu sighed, "It's a pity, Mr. Wang."
Xu Yourong laughed and said, "You really think he's like that in the book?"
She was still young in the palace back then, and Mo Yu was already a young girl, so she had become nympho to Wang Zhice many times when she was studying.
There are too many girls like this in the world, and if they think about it, Lord Wang must live on the clouds and gather dew for food.
If they really saw it, they would know that such exiled immortals do not exist.
That's a compromising, pathetic, even boring old man.
When Mo Yu and Xu Yourong were talking about Wang Zhice.
Wang Zhice heard a sentence.
That sentence was a response to his previous explanation.
Tough and direct.
"Since this world is destined to be ours, why don't you retreat? Do young people have to wait?"
"If we wait for a long time, we will become boring old people like you."
"Then this world has always been your world?"
Not Chen Changsheng, nor Tang Thirty-Six.
The speaker is the king of Ling Hai.
Wang Zhice glanced at him and recognized him as an archbishop.
The so-called state religion tycoons are not in his eyes at all.
But there is one thing, if it falls into his eyes, it will be difficult to get out.
The King of Ling Hai is very young.
He is the youngest among the state religion giants.
Tang Thirty-Six once said this.
Youth is justice.
Wang Zhice thought for a while and said, "It makes sense."
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A carriage drove towards the outside of the palace.
Some deformed wheels crushed the hard bluestone slabs of the square, the friction sound was a bit unpleasant, and it looked even more shabby.
The blood stains on the bluestone board had already been washed away.
Wu Daozi's angry shouts could not stop coming from the car.
"I'm going to kill you!"
"You bastards, how dare you treat this old man like this!"
No one responded to Wu Daozi's scolding.
There was no one there, and the venue had already been cleared.
This is the respect expressed by Li Gong.
The King of Ling Hai stood under the eaves, looking at the receding carriage with a calm expression.
An Hua stood beside him, thinking about what he had done today, and hearing these curses, his face turned pale and he looked a little at a loss.
Wu Daozi's anger came from failure, and it was because he didn't feel respected in Li Palace.
According to the usual principles, regardless of victory or defeat, an old man of his generation should be respected.
What's more, he represents Wang Zhice.
but no.
From Chen Changsheng to Xu Yourong, from the King of Ling Hai to Anhua, to Wang Po and Mo Yu outside, none of them expressed this attitude.
Or, it represents the end of an era.
That time period.
Wu Daozi was very angry and even more disappointed, but Wang Zhice was calm and even relieved.
Because he felt a kind of strength today.
A power that was once very familiar, but gradually faded away after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
That kind of power is a bit rough, easily unpleasant, and has no rules, but it has a very fresh vitality and is very moving.
Thousands of years ago, the world was in chaos, the court collapsed, the demons went south, the people were in dire straits, and there were bones on the road.
Then, there are wildflowers blooming.
Zhou Dufu, Chen Xuanba, Chen Jie, Shang Xingzhou, King Chu, Ding Chongshan, Li Mi'er, Qin Chong, Yugong, and those on Lingyan Pavilion.
And him.
They were young at the time, but who did they respect? Who were you afraid of
It turned out that that era did not end.
Now, or that era.
The age of youth.