Zhexiu was imitating loneliness by the window at this time, missing someone, and when he heard this, he was taken aback, and naturally remembered many things—the bitter battle in the Xichen Building during the Dachao Trial, when he himself When his hand hit his opponent's chest, the shame and anger in the opponent's eyebrows, coupled with the life under the same roof in Tianshu Mausoleum later, made him vaguely guess something, but he couldn't be sure, until later in Zhou See you again in the garden, he runs towards the sunset with her on his back.
Thinking of these things, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, revealing a warm smile.
Tang Thirty-Six never imagined that he would see such emotions on the face of a wolf boy known for his cruelty and violence. He couldn't help being stunned for a moment, thinking, what's wrong with this world? Changsheng really started to fall in love, but Zhexiu was thinking of spring!
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"Tang Tang looks like a person."
"Senior Su Li."
Chen Changsheng gave that accurate answer naturally, and smiled at Xu Yourong.
At this time, they had already left the Orthodox Academy and came to the Baihua Lane outside the courtyard. It was snowing in the sky, and it was difficult for others to see them holding yellow paper umbrellas.
In fact, ever since we met on Fusui Road yesterday, Chen Changsheng really wanted to ask why the yellow paper umbrella was in her hand. You must know that this umbrella belonged to him. But no matter how ignorant he was, he knew that he couldn't ask such a question after he had already made a mistake before, so he had no choice but to refrain from saying it.
Holding umbrellas, they walked along the east bank of Luoshui in the wind and snow, passed through Eight Willow Alleys, and arrived at Naihe Bridge, naturally thinking of yesterday's battle.
"If you knew that the opponent was you at that time, the result might be a little different?"
Standing in the middle of the snow bridge, Chen Changsheng looked at the direction she came from yesterday and asked softly.
Xu Yourong said: "From the beginning, you never thought about winning."
Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, and said, "Because of the dissolution of the engagement, I always feel that I can't help you."
Xu Yourong smiled slightly, but didn't say anything.
"Your realm strength is higher than mine. It is difficult for me to win, and... I don't like being arranged to do things."
Chen Changsheng turned around and looked at the Li Palace in the snow in the distance.
On that spring day nearly two years ago, he was humiliated and left the East Imperial General's Mansion. On another small bridge, he had felt similar emotions.
He cultivates the Tao, and what he cultivates is to follow his heart. His fate is not good, so he has to take it into his own hands.
"No one likes the feeling of being arranged by fate." Xu Yourong looked towards the palace in another direction in the snow, "But I really wanted to fight with you yesterday, because I wanted to know how far your sword is now, and I wanted to be dignified. Win you once, I don't like the feeling of losing."
Last night at the beef bone shop on Fusui Road, she said something similar, but today she said it more seriously, more upright, without any pretense.
The two walked under the snow bridge. When the snow was falling, there were not many pedestrians on the bridge. There was only one stall selling candied haws. It seemed a bit lively. Most of them were idlers in Kyoto who had nothing to do. At this time, I was still discussing the battle yesterday, talking a lot of gossip.
—Such as a marriage contract, such as being merciful, such as being affectionate, such as being ruthless, and even some even more outrageous teasing.
How did those idlers know that the two sides of the battle they were talking about were by their side at this moment.
Xu Yourong lowered his head slightly, Chen Changsheng raised his head slightly, and walked across the snow bridge again, but this time they were no longer opponents, so what was that
The snow is getting heavier, although it is not violent, but it is becoming more and more charming. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and the snow accumulated on the eaves and wells is getting thicker and thicker. The streets and alleys of Kyoto have become white. The exposed architectural colors seem to be clean lines on white paper, which is very beautiful.
The snow on the stone pillars of Li Palace looks like a slender stone man wearing a white hat.
The Mausoleum of Heavenly Books is still lush and green, but the Shinto snow has turned into a condensed waterfall.
The small courtyard of the Liziyuan Inn is very clean and undisturbed. Looking at the felt-like snow, I couldn’t bear to step on it, so I stood on the porch, looked at the tree in the middle of the small courtyard, and talked about two years. The excitement I felt when I was here looking at the rubbings of the Tianshu Stele, and the bamboo dragonfly.
Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong spent a whole day walking around the capital, went to many places, and talked a lot.
Most of the time, he who is not good at words is talking, introducing to her where is this place, where is this place, the loneliness of Lingyan Pavilion, the night pearl of Gan Terrace, he is very serious as a tour guide, trying to let her Play more fun.
Xu Yourong was always listening quietly, with a smile on his lips.
Whether it is Tianshu Mausoleum or the Imperial Palace, they are places she has been tired of playing since she was a child. The stone pillars in the Li Palace are even the slides she used when she was a child.
How could she need a teenager who had lived in Xining Town since childhood to explain this.
Chen Changsheng knew about these things at first, but forgot.
She knew he must have forgotten, but she didn't want to remind him.
In the evening, they finally walked back to Baihua Lane. Outside the backyard wall of the Orthodox Academy, Chen Changsheng was about to hand her the yellow paper umbrella, but she shook her head.
"Uncle Su asked me to give you this umbrella."
Chen Changsheng was very happy, thinking that he and senior Su Li had argued for tens of thousands of miles over this matter, and now it seems that senior finally realized his mistake.
He put his consciousness into the handle of the umbrella, and suddenly found a problem, and asked in surprise, "Where's the sword in the umbrella?"
The foundation of the Yellow Paper Umbrella is the only sword in the past thousand years that breaks through the pool of swords by itself and returns to the world.
Back then on the snowfield of the Demon Realm, Su Li pulled out the sword from the umbrella, killed the demon general with one sword, and cut a way out with the other, how mighty it was.
But now the Shrouding Heaven Sword is obviously no longer in the umbrella.
"The uncle said, I can give you the umbrella, but I can't give you the sword when it comes out of the mountain. He gave you the Zhetian Sword..."
Xu Yourong paused slightly, then continued: "Leave it to senior brother."
She didn't say clearly that she gave it to the senior brother in Lishan Sword Sect, but Chen Changsheng knew that she must be referring to Mr. Qiu Shan.
This was the first time he and she mentioned Qiu Shanjun's name.
Chen Changsheng felt a little uncomfortable, or it was because of the naturalness when she uttered the word "senior brother", or because that name had always been placed next to hers in the past few years, or because she grew up with him in cultivation, In fact, it is indeed more familiar than him and her.
"What's wrong?" Xu Yourong asked while looking at him.
Chen Changsheng looked down at the umbrella in his hand, as if he was studying something, and replied casually, "It's nothing."
The two seem to be a little ignorant, but they actually understand everything.
"Uncle Su asked me to bring you two letters."
Xu Yourong took out two letters from his bosom and handed them to him.
For some reason, when she pinched the envelope with her fingers, she frowned slightly.
The moment Chen Changsheng took the letter, he felt as if his fingertips were being pricked by a needle, and his heart ached from the pricking. He hurriedly mobilized his consciousness to forcefully suppress the urge to throw the envelope away.
There is such a terrifying sword intent hidden in these two letters!
He glanced at Xu Yourong in shock.
Xu Yourong nodded, pointed to the two letters in his hand and said, "Master Su said, you can open the letter in the yellow envelope at any time and read it at any time, and keep the letter in the black envelope carefully. If something cannot be resolved, take it apart."
In the Zhou Garden, the sword intent of the Zhetian Sword reunited with the sword body. Outside the Zhou Garden, Su Li reunited with the sword. The great master in the way of the sword, because of this opportunity, unexpectedly improved again. I don't know how strong his cultivation base is.
Now that he no longer needed the Zhetian Sword, he left the Zhetian Sword to Qiu Shanjun and returned the yellow paper umbrella to Chen Changsheng if he wanted to travel far away with the saint.
This seems fair, but in fact it is not. Although the yellow paper umbrella is an extremely powerful defensive weapon, how can it be compared with the famous sword that covers the sky.
However, Chen Changsheng didn't have any complaints. After all, the Zhetian Sword was the sword of Li Shan's sect master, and it was only natural that he should stay in Li Shan.
He carefully put away the two letters, thinking of the senior who had gone away, he suddenly felt emotional and missed.
Returning from the snowy land of the Demon Realm thousands of miles south, he and Su Li have experienced a lot together. Although the two people's realms and generations are very far apart, they can be regarded as friends who have forgotten the years.
"Where did he and the saint go?"
"a place far away."
"Daxizhou?"
"A place farther than Daxizhou."
This answer is somewhat unexpected, but it is reasonable.
For ordinary people on the mainland, Daxizhou, which is isolated overseas, is already the most distant place, but Su Li has traveled the world for hundreds of years, so he must have been there long ago.
Now, for the sake of the future of mankind, he put aside all grievances and grudges in an extremely chic way, and took the saint away, of course, to a farther place.
But, is there any place farther than Daxizhou
Chen Changsheng remembered some very obscure records he had seen in Daozang, looked at Xu Yourong in surprise and asked, "Is there really another continent?"
The records about other continents in Daozang are not the personal experience of the travelers, they are written very vaguely, more like some kind of conjecture.
Reading Dao Cang thoroughly does not mean knowing everything in the world, because there are many things that are inconvenient or even impossible to record in words.
Xu Yourong is a contemporary saint. She lived and studied in Li Palace, Imperial Palace, and Nanxi Zhai since she was a child, so she naturally knows more things.
"It should be the Holy Light Continent." She said to Chen Changsheng: "I heard from the teacher that there is a continent beyond the sea of stars, on the far side, where the world is bathed in light, and its life is very similar to ours. life, but the star sea is vast and impassable. If you don't pass through the star sea, there is an extremely strong space barrier between the two continents. Only the strongest who step into the sacred realm have the opportunity to break this barrier and enter the other's world. "
Chen Changsheng was very surprised and asked, "Are you sure?"
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