Are you Chen Changsheng? He is Chen Changsheng? Who is Chen Changsheng? After the Ivy Banquet, to be precise, after the engagement with Xu Yourong spread throughout the continent, these were the three sentences that Chen Changsheng heard the most. As time passed, this situation did not get any better. His reputation appeared more and more, so that sometimes he himself almost couldn't figure out who he was.
The curiosity of human beings is not much different from that of cats, and the Holy Empress can't stop the people from all over the world. From the very beginning when I heard those comments and saw those eyes, I was nervous and restrained to slight resistance, until now, Chen Changsheng was already silent and numb, but he couldn't deal with it as usual at this time, because the person who asked this question was Zhu Luo, who was drinking alone under the moon, and a senior who had to be treated with courtesy even in the Li Palace.
He took a few steps forward and bowed to the thatched hut outside the forest in a dignified and orderly manner.
Outside the quiet night forest, there was a slight commotion, and countless eyes cast over and landed on him.
Chen Changsheng looked calm, but he couldn't be really calm. Thinking about the scene when he entered Wenshui City, thinking about the deliberate flattery or deliberate indifference of some people along the way, he was very helpless, and inexplicably thought that being a celebrity is not a happy thing , how did Xu Yourong live these years
Compared with the turmoil in Kyoto and Wenshui City, the crowd outside Wanlin quickly quieted down, because it was Zhu Luo who was questioning Chen Changsheng at this time, who would dare to disturb him
Bafang Fengfeng is the top powerhouse in the human world. In terms of strength alone, he is not inferior to the five sages. Although the opening of Zhouyuan is important, it is enough for Zhu Luo to sit in charge alone. This is one of the most powerful people in the world. That said, unless the Demon Lord or the black robe came in person, there would be no problems at all.
Zhu Luo didn't look at Chen Changsheng, but looked at the peak of the snow-capped mountain behind the forest. The long hair hanging on his shoulders was burning with the snow-capped peak in the distance, giving people an extraordinarily wild feeling.
"Melisha is so old-fashioned? You actually let a kid like you be the principal of the Orthodox Academy."
Hearing these words, the outside of the forest became more and more quiet. Many people looked at Chen Changsheng with various emotions in their eyes. There were sympathy and pity, but also sarcasm and gloating.
Although he had the merit of summoning the starlight of the Mausoleum of Books that night, Chen Changsheng was only fifteen years old after all. He became the dean of the Orthodox Academy at such an age. I question the Pope's decision.
Even though Zhuluo is full of wind and rain, it is inconvenient to challenge His Holiness the Pope's will in public, so he is talking about Merisa, and of course everyone knows who he really wants to talk about.
Mei Lisha is the archbishop of the Catholic Church, one of the six giants of the state religion, and Zhu Luo's status is just similar. Zhu Luo said a few words with sarcasm, not to mention provoking the state religion, nor bullying the weak.
Missionary Xin walked to Chen Changsheng's side and said a few words softly. It was only then that Chen Changsheng knew that Zhu Luo, as the head of the second family in Tianliang County, had been close relatives of the Chen family that originated in Tianliang County hundreds of years ago. Because the Holy Empress was in power and suppressed the royal family, this peerless powerhouse had always had a bad relationship with Kyoto, and was extremely indifferent to the Li Palace. On the contrary, he was very close to the old forces of the state religion represented by Mei Lisa, and he was even an old friend with Mei Lisa. Logically speaking, he should have taken good care of Chen Changsheng.
Why did this peerless strong man embarrass himself
Chen Changsheng thought about it seriously before he realized that Zhu Luo was mocking the bishop, not himself. Regardless of age or seniority, in Zhu Luo's eyes, he was of course a child.
In the eyes of the world, the Orthodox Academy has long since declined, and Chen Changsheng's role as the dean is only in name only. Didn't you see that there are only three or two students in the academy deep in Baihua Lane? But for a senior expert like Zhu Luo, the meaning of the Orthodox Academy is far from that. Thinking back then, under the leadership of that dean, the Orthodox Academy was truly glorious, even the Lishan Sword Sect in recent years. There is no way to compare it completely. Thinking that such a college would allow a young man like Chen Changsheng to be the dean, Zhu Luo would naturally feel a little emotional or uncomfortable. A big man like him naturally couldn't imagine how much pressure he would bring to Chen Changsheng with a casual word, and what kind of expectations it would bring to those onlookers.
It was quiet outside the forest at night. People looked at Chen Changsheng, wondering how he would answer Zhu Luo's question, whether to ridicule or pity him. Very few people worried about him. At this moment, Chen Changsheng remembered the words His Holiness the Pope had said to him when the rankings were announced in the imperial examinations - only by bowing your head can you receive the crown.
So he bowed slightly, then lowered his head.
He saluted Zhu Luo under the thatched hut again, turned around and walked back to the carriage without saying a word.
What's this? Is this ignoring? There was a slight commotion in the field again, thinking that Chen Changsheng might offend Zhu Luo badly this time. Everyone knows that among all the peak powerhouses in the mainland, Zhu Luo has the most ruthless temperament. How will he teach Chen Changsheng a lesson? longevity
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Zhu Luo was not angry and did not say anything else. He picked up the wine bag with two fingers and brought it to his lips to take a long sip, then looked at the stars gradually appearing on the mountain and remained silent.
What he said was to Li Gong, to Mei Lisha, and also to the Pope, to clearly express his dissatisfaction, but he did not say it to Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng naturally didn't need to answer.
No answer is the best answer.
Missionary Xin wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Chen Changsheng and said in a low voice, "Go to the city to rest?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "If you don't enter Hanqiu City, just wait in the car."
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The seemingly long night passed without any disturbance. With the arrival of morning light, people came from the official road one after another, and more people rushed to the venue from Hanqiu City.
Merisa came to the arena surrounded by dozens of priests. Only then did Chen Changsheng know that it was his old man who presided over the opening of the Zhou Garden this year, but he didn't know when he came and why he didn't walk with his group. The ascetics of other sect colleges looked at the bishop The reactions were different. Some people thought about what Zhu Luo said last night, and subconsciously looked under the thatched cottage.
The strong spring breeze was blowing through the thatched hut, wearing thin clothes, Zhu Luo closed his eyes, half leaning against the railing, as if he had died of drunkenness and refused to wake up.
Mei Lisha looked over there, shook her head with a smile, and signaled for the entrance ceremony to begin.
Every ten years, the Zhou Garden is opened once, and the opening time is a hundred days. After a hundred days, everyone must come out, otherwise they will be directly torn to pieces by the changing spatial turbulence in the Zhou Garden. Proven several times the iron law. There may be the inheritance of Zhou Dufu in the Zhou Garden, and there may also be the inheritance of many strong men who were defeated by him back then. This is also a proven fact.
Entering the Zhou Garden can be said to be an adventure or a trial. The rules set by the human world are very simple. No matter who picks up any treasures or exercises in the Zhou Garden, as long as they can successfully bring it out of the Zhou Garden, then They belong to the sect or academy that the practitioner belongs to, and they can rob each other in Zhouyuan. Except for the strict prohibition of killing competitors, there is no restriction on the use of any means.
Some people once questioned whether such rules would be too cruel and bloody. Tianji Pavilion, which was entrusted by the sage to formulate the rules, explained that if he could not face the bleak experience and dripping blood in Zhou Garden, he would face cruel and bloodthirsty in the future. The demon powerhouse is dead after all, so why waste resources? If human beings want to survive on this continent, they must be cruel to the young people who will bear the burden of the future.
The priest who explained the rules gave a serious warning to the practitioners who entered the park, and more priests were distributing things to the registered entrants. There were two things in the cloth bag, one was responsible for calculating the time. The running water bottle, and the other one is a gray line guide.
Some people don't understand why a special running water bottle is needed for timekeeping. Even if the sun and stars in the Zhou Garden can't calculate the date in the real world, as a cultivator of Tongyoujing, it is impossible to count the days wrong. As for the function of the gray thread guide, it is very clear. If someone encounters an insurmountable danger in the Zhou Garden, or feels that his harvest has been satisfied, or dare not continue to explore further, he only needs to light this gray thread lead, and then It will be sent directly to the garden gate of Zhou Garden.
Zhu Luo is guarding outside the Zhou Garden—there is no moon in the human world, he can only drink alone under the starry sky, but no matter how drunk he is, as long as people see him, he is safe.
Listening to the priest explaining the rules, Chen Changsheng took the cloth bag that priest Xin helped to hand over, but his mind was elsewhere, his eyes moved back and forth among the crowd outside the forest, feeling a little nervous.
The senior sister from Shengnvfeng came to Hanqiu City from Kyoto together with him, and Ye Xiaolian was also accompanying him. At this time, the two of them were standing together with several women. They should be from the same sect of Shengnvfeng. He was very serious. He looked around, but he didn't find anyone who looked like her—he had never seen her, but he heard that she was born extremely beautiful, so he should be able to recognize her with just one look.
Has Xu Yourong come? If so, where is it now
The morning light is getting stronger, but the fog has no signs of dispersing. Between the forest and the mountain peak, the fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the rays of the rising sun are refracted and scattered among them, forming various strange lines.
Suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd.
People looked into the cloud and mist, and saw a small bridge faintly appearing in it. Under the bridge was flowing water. When they saw the turning corridor, there was an old plum tree at the corner, quiet and beautiful, a garden.
Is it Zhou Yuan
This quiet garden in the fog seems to be false, but it is real.
Like a mirage.
The moment Zhou Yuan appeared, Zhu Luo opened his eyes.
He looked at the quiet garden in the mist behind the mountains and forests, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and he remembered many things.
His hand landed on the bar, patting constantly.
Mei Lisha also opened her eyes, and said slowly: "Go, don't be greedy and forget about time."
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