Although the fluctuation is very weak, it is very clear, it is definitely the fluctuation of true essence!
What does this mean? This shows that the meridian of Zhexiu has been connected. Although it cannot be said to be completely repaired, at least the true essence can flow slowly in it, and as soon as the true essence starts to flow, the self-repairing process of the meridian will be accelerated countless times. , how can it take three years, maybe not even thirty days, that meridian will be able to return to its original state!
"What's going on here?" Chen Changsheng thought in surprise, looking at Zhe Xiu.
Eyes met, he knew that Zhexiu had already noticed the recovery of his meridians. It has nothing to do with treatment or elixir, and the time is countless times shorter than the pre-estimated time, so it can only be said that Zhexiu did it by himself. The question is how did he do it
"Pain." Zhexiu looked into his eyes and said, "It can stimulate vitality, and the greater the pain, the more vitality it can stimulate, as long as you can bear that pain consciously."
Chen Changsheng was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time.
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In the middle of the night, the lights in the Orthodox Academy gradually went out, and the starlight in the other garden became brighter. Chen Changsheng stood in front of the window, looking at the silver lake, and remained silent. Normally, he would have already fallen asleep at this time, but not today, the fierce will shown by Zhe Xiu made him vaguely understand something.
He sat cross-legged in front of the window, began to meditate, and then got into the scabbard. Unlike in the past, this time he did not separate a ray of consciousness into the scabbard, but sent all his consciousness into the scabbard. He knew that this was a very dangerous thing, and he would suffer great pain. And if his consciousness is shattered by the phantom of that black stone tablet, he is very likely to be seriously injured.
But he didn't want to wait any longer, he had to enter Zhou Garden to have a look.
The scabbard is named Zangfeng, and the countless sharp sword intents inside form a dangerous ocean. In the past, when a ray of his spiritual consciousness passed through this sea of swords, it would cause violent storms and stormy waves, not to mention that he sent all his spiritual consciousness in today, and the sea of sword intent sensed it and roared violently stand up.
It was very painful, really painful, his consciousness kept crashing through the huge waves like mountains, or sank into the cold bottom of the sea. The phantom of the black stele.
This may seem simple, but it is actually extremely dangerous. If it hadn't been for his consciousness to be washed by the drop of tea tonight, it would have been more agile and vital than before, or it would have been directly swallowed by this vast ocean in the middle of the journey.
Even so, he almost gave up several times on the way because of the pain, but before he was about to give up, he thought of Zhe Xiu, and the scene when he held the umbrella of ten thousand swords on the top of Zhouling and fell into the sky. Gritting his teeth, he came over.
It was all his spiritual consciousness that reached the other side of the sword sea tonight.
So it can be understood that he came to the other side of the sword sea and stood in front of the black stone tablet.
When his eyes fell on the phantom of the black stone tablet, his consciousness also fell.
Last time, his consciousness was already able to go deep into the phantom of the black stone tablet, but he couldn't pass through it, so he could only vaguely see some pictures behind him. It was the same at this time, he saw the dark Muyu cliffs, the ruins of the Panshan forest language, the dry lakes that looked like sores, and the grassland.
The grassland seems lifeless, the blue reeds and white frost grass look like big spots, cut by the gullies formed by the ground fissures.
Just when he thought that the monsters and beasts had escaped from the grassland, and he didn't know where they went, he suddenly found a large black spot in the northwest, and with a slight thought, he came to the sky there.
On the grassland, at least tens of thousands of monsters are slowly moving towards the tomb in the distance.
They lowered their heads, panting heavily, salivating from the corners of their mouths, and the wounds on their bodies smelled of decay, and looked as if they were about to die at any moment.
Suddenly, the black beast tide stopped, and a figure like a hill stood up slowly. It was the huge tulip looking towards the sky.
Tens of thousands of monsters followed its gaze to the sky, feeling as if something was watching them, but they didn't see anything.
I don't know how long it has passed, but the monsters' eyes showed despair, and they whimpered in pain. If the gods are really looking down on us from the sky, why didn't they come to save us, why would they bear to watch? Are we in a corner
The monsters did not go crazy because of despair, because those monsters who went crazy have killed each other in the past few days, and now the remaining monsters are exhausted to the extreme, and have given up hope of survival, just want to go back Go to the place where generations have lived, and then fall into eternal sleep with the owner in the tomb.
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Chen Changsheng retracted his gaze and looked at the surface of the black stone tablet.
There is no difference between the phantom of the black stele and the black stele, except that there is no entity, and it is a complete projection of the real.
He looked at the complicated and incomprehensible lines on the stele, thinking about how to pass.
If these lines fall into the eyes of ordinary people, they are heavenly scriptures, and they cannot be understood no matter how they look at them, and it is even more impossible to analyze any rules from them, because this black stone tablet is originally a heavenly scripture tablet.
Chen Changsheng had seen many heavenly book steles, and he was very familiar with the lines on the steles, so he knew what he should look at.
His eyes fell between the lines, and he moved accordingly, as if he had returned to the stele in the book of heaven, and sat under the tree for countless days and nights.
Those lines are the trajectories of the movement of the stars, and they are the source or symbol of all changes in fate. He seems to have returned to the wilderness in the north of Tianliang County, looking up at the stars by the stream.
That was the first day after Su Li passed on his sword of wisdom.
He knew very well that his calculation and deduction ability was not enough to master the Wisdom Sword, so he used another method.
He used the method of untying the stele to cast the sword of wisdom. Even Su Li probably would not have imagined that he would be able to do such a thing.
So now, he wants to reverse all this, he wants to use the wisdom sword to unravel the Tianshu stele, not what he understood when he was observing the stele in the Mausoleum of Tianshu, but to decipher it.
He wants to find the passage in these lines on the surface of the black stone tablet, find the kingdom of God through the trajectory of the stars, see the truth in the illusory fate, and then break it with the sword.
After an unknown amount of time, he closed his eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes and pierced the surface of the black stele with his sword.
His consciousness is now in the scabbard, and his body is outside the scabbard.
His sword was in the scabbard, but not in the scabbard.
But when he drew out the sword, the Wugou sword arrived in response to his words, and he held it in his hand.
The Wugou sword pierced through the air and landed on the black stone tablet. It clearly pierced the intersection of several lines, but for some reason, when the sword edge reached the tablet, it landed on a blank space.
There was a soft snap, as if a bubble on the pond was stepped on by a naughty little frog.
With a bang, the sea of sword intent behind him set off a huge wave.
The surface of the black stele in front of his eyes faded sharply, and then turned into a piece of pure white.
That is light.
Also the sky.
He retracted his gaze towards the sky, looked down at the surrounding grasslands, saw the three mountains in the distance, and saw the desolate grass in the wilderness.
There was a cold wind howling, blowing the sleeves of my clothes.
This is Zhouyuan.
He stood in the place closest to the sky in Zhouyuan, and also the farthest from the ground.
He is standing on the top of Zhouling.
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The early mornings in the Orthodox Academy were no longer as quiet as before. The other garden was a little better, and Zhexiu was lying on the bed recuperating. Although Tang Thirty-six was much more diligent than before, it was impossible for him to get up at five o'clock. Xuanyuan Po walked around from the kitchen on the other side of the lake, came to the front of the small building, and shouted to a certain window upstairs: "Chen Changsheng, come down to eat."
He had seen very clearly from the other side of the lake before, Chen Changsheng was in front of the window, so he knew that it was already five o'clock, and the Orthodox Academy never needed a timekeeping device, and Chen Changsheng did.
No one answered at that window.
Xuanyuan Po waved the fat blue lobster in his hand, and shouted: "This refueling spicy pepper is delicious with white flour steamed buns. I have reserved one for you. Come down quickly, or Tang Sanshiliu will listen to you." , I have to come and fight with us again."
Still no answer.
Xuanyuan Po was a little bored, ran upstairs, pushed open the door of Chen Changsheng's room, and said, "It doesn't take so long to brush your teeth."
No one answered, because there was no one in the room, the window was open, and the morning breeze blew in, lifting a corner of the sheet.
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Chen Changsheng looked at the Wugou Sword in his right hand and confirmed that the sword was real.
Then he confirmed that he was real.
Then this means that he really entered Zhou Garden, or in other words, he found Zhou Garden again.
The phantom of that black stone tablet, from now on, should be the road leading to Zhou Tong, and the body of that black stone tablet should be the key to Zhou Garden.
He remembered very clearly that when he left Zhou Garden, the sky was cracking and falling.
Among the small worlds discovered by humans, Zhouyuan is the most stable and largest, but it is space debris after all, so it is naturally not as strong as the original world. So whether he or Zhu Luo and Mei Lisha outside Hanqiu City, they all thought that the Zhou Garden must be destroyed. Who would have thought that the Zhou Garden still existed, and the rules were re-established, and it was difficult but it was really re-stabilized.
… Only, a lot has changed.
It hadn't been long since he left Zhou Yuan, certainly not half a year, but Zhou Yuan had become very different.
This world has become much more desolate and dilapidated. It may be because of the earth-shaking disaster. There are cracks everywhere on the ground, the water in the sea of grass has become very turbid, and there are signs of collapse everywhere between the cliffs in the distance. The mountain springs have dried up, and many small lakes have also dried up. The earth looks devastated, and the blue forest is full of dust. It looks very desolate.
The chirping of those insects could no longer be heard in the sea of grass, the roots of the grass were almost dead, and of course there were no schools of fish to be seen. As far as the eye could see, there were only a few fish turning their bellies and spitting bubbles feebly.
Even the sun in the sky, or the halo, has become a little dim now.
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