When she was five years old, her talent blood was awakened and she began to practice. She seemed to have found a star as her life star at random, but the brightness of that star could rank among the top three within a hundred years. A few years later, after she finished her studies in the Thirteen Divisions of the Qing Dynasty, the Southern Saintess came to Kyoto in person and brought back Nanxi Zhai from the Pope and the Holy Empress.
When she arrived at Nanxizhai, her realm was still in the sitting state, but she had already started to interpret the Tianshu tablet, and from the notes, it can be seen that she really understood the Tianshu tablet.
He and she are the youngest Tongyou Shangjing in history, but he relies on the true blood of Adventure and Black Dragon, while she relies entirely on her own talent and understanding.
Like Qiu Shanjun, she has not encountered any obstacles in the process of cultivating Taoism, and she can learn anything as long as she wants to learn.
Regardless of the amount of true energy, the strength of spiritual consciousness, or Taoist skills, she far exceeds her peers.
She is a true phoenix.
Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time, and he didn't have any confidence in the battle seven days later.
Many people now say that he is a genius in Taoism, especially in swordsmanship, but after seeing Xu Yourong's life, he understands what a true genius is.
Just like what Tang Thirty-Six said in the Liziyuan Inn last year, Xu Yourong made people speechless like this.
However, as Tang Thirty-Six said, this battle will be fought after all, he represents the Orthodox Academy and Li Gong, even if he loses, even if he doesn't want to fight, he must fight.
He got up and walked to the wardrobe, ready to wash his face with a new towel.
He is a person with a very simple life, but he indulges himself in this aspect. Whenever something important happens, he will wash himself clean and choose a new towel.
After opening the closet door, he was stunned because he found that a towel was missing.
Dozens of towels were stacked neatly, and no one except himself could see that one was missing.
That night, Xu Yourong took a towel and wiped off the snow on the table.
He stood quietly in front of the wardrobe for a long time.
For some reason, he didn't take the towel in the end, and slowly closed the cabinet door again, walked back to the window, and looked at the palace not far away.
She should be in the palace now, right
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There are many palaces in the Great Zhou Palace, but only the old people in the palace still remember that there is a palace specially reserved for Xu Yourong.
The location of the palace is a bit remote, very quiet, and there is a very nice garden, the scenery outside the window is extremely beautiful.
This was something the Holy Empress had decided more than ten years ago. Later, when Xu Yourong went to the Holy Maiden Peak, Princess Pingguo wanted to move to that palace, but she failed.
Xu Yourong was sitting in that palace right now, the snow was lightly fluttering outside the window, and the branches were stained with frost, it was very beautiful, but she was not in the mood to look at the scenery.
Her eyes fell on the horoscope in front of her.
Her finger slides lightly on the chart, and with the movement, the complex lines and patterns on the surface of the chart are also changing, gathering and dispersing like flowing water, elusive like flowing clouds, and sometimes even It's like a bible.
Those lines walking along different trajectories represent countless conditions. Specifically at this moment, they represent the history of the state religion, the inheritance of the palace, the past of the state religion academy, Shang Xingzhou, the pope, Su Li, the rumored Senior brother, Tang Thirty-Six, Chenghu Tower, countless information related to Chen Changsheng, naturally, those swordsmanship that Chen Changsheng is best at will not be missing.
As the night gradually deepened, she still quietly looked at the horoscope, doing deduction and calculation.
Until a long time later, the snow outside the window gradually stopped, and the clouds in the night sky also dispersed. The starlight fell on the snow on the ground of the palace, reflected into the house, and finally fell between the natal charts.
She stood up, put her hands behind her back and walked out of the hall.
The horoscope was still quietly placed on the case, and under the shining of the stars, the moving lines and patterns gradually stopped.
It was a star map.
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This kind of thing was repeated for six full days in the imperial palace and the Orthodox Academy.
Chen Changsheng's side was full of papers, and those papers were filled with some data and sentences. He was too busy to even take a shower, and he was still counting non-stop, tired but more and more confident.
Xu Yourong also kept using the horoscope to perform deduction and calculations, and finally got seventeen star maps, each of which pointed to victory without any surprises in the end.
The atmosphere in Kyoto became more and more lively, while the atmosphere in the imperial palace and the Orthodox Academy became more and more tense.
Because many people have seen how long Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong have prepared for this battle, and how much effort they have put into it.
After six days passed, it was the seventh day, and the seventh day was the day when the battle began.
Not long after the morning passed, other places in Kyoto became quiet, and countless people walked towards Luoshui.
The battle between Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong took place at Naihe Bridge, just above Luoshui. In everyone's opinion, this is the most suitable battlefield.
Not because the Naihe Bridge is a scenic spot, worthy of this battle destined to be written into the history books, but because of the location of the Naihe Bridge.
To the west of Naihe Bridge is the Li Palace, and to the east is the Imperial Palace. The distance between the two palaces is exactly the same.
Choosing this place as the battlefield is undoubtedly meaningful and fair.
Xu Yourong has been living in the palace, and he should come out of the palace later, but Chen Changsheng did not leave from the palace, but from the Orthodox Academy. As usual, he woke up at five o'clock, opened his eyes in meditation for a moment, ate two large bowls of beef noodles under Xuanyuan Po's earnest gaze, and with the help of Su Moyu, he put on the uniform of the Orthodox Academy, regardless of the collar. The length of the exposed outer shirt or the height difference between the hem and the upper of the shoe perfectly meet the most stringent requirements.
Tang Thirty-Six didn't do anything, he just stood by, picking his teeth with a toothpick in his hand, and at the same time complaining that today's beef stew wasn't good enough.
The door of the Orthodox Academy slowly opened. Accompanied by Tang Sanshiliu and the others and the freshmen, Chen Changsheng walked through Baihua Lane, onto the main street, and then walked towards Luoshui under the gaze of countless eyes.
At some point, Tang Thirty-Six had a bowl of soy milk and two deep-fried dough sticks in his hand.
Missionary Xin who was waiting on the street looked at this scene, shook his head helplessly and said, "You still haven't forgotten this matter at such a tense moment."
Tang Thirty-Six said: "There's nothing to be nervous about. Anyway, there will only be winners and losers, not life and death. What's more, food has always been higher than life and death."
For some reason, upon hearing these words, Chen Changsheng's mood became much calmer.
But today the entire capital is doomed to be restless.
The news of Chen Changsheng's departure from the Orthodox Academy quickly spread throughout the capital along with the slightly cold winter wind.
"Chen Changsheng left Baihua Lane."
"Students from the Orthodox Academy are accompanying them."
"The people from Li Palace have already caught him."
"They have arrived at the ink pond."
"Pass Tiantongyuan."
"Chen Changsheng is going to Huilong Temple soon."
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