The night wind blows gently, coming from the extremely huge black wings, blowing away all the sacredness and light, and isolating all sight and perception, representing the purest darkness and power.
"The voice of the young phoenix is clearer than that of the old phoenix... that will be something in the future after all."
The holy queen looked at Xu Yourong in her hand, and said expressionlessly.
No one can enter this night, except those she allows, such as that touch of red.
Mo Yu knelt outside the hall with his head down, not daring to look inside.
"Send her back to Shengnvfeng, and let her go after confirming that Chen Changsheng is dead."
Hearing the voice of the Holy Empress, Mo Yu dared to raise his head and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
The green bamboo cart was ready, and the black sheep wandered back from nowhere.
The holy queen glanced at the black sheep, and nodded after a moment of silence.
The wheels crushed the bluestone slabs and drove slowly towards the night outside the palace.
Sitting on the seat, Mo Yu looked at Xu Yourong who was sleeping in his arms, and suddenly felt a little sad.
She was sad for Xu Yourong, and also for Chen Changsheng.
Chen Changsheng seemed to be dead.
In fact, she was also a little sad.
She hadn't gone to the Orthodox Academy for a long time, she hadn't seen Chen Changsheng, and she didn't have any position or reason to go, even if Chen Changsheng died, she would have no reason to be sad, thinking of this, she became more and more sad.
The green bamboo cart seems slow, but it is actually extremely fast, and it has some indescribable weirdness. Although there are few pedestrians on the street in the night, there are many cavalry and strong men who are looking for Chen Changsheng and want to protect him. But no one noticed the car.
It didn't take long for the green bamboo car to leave the capital through the south gate, and drove onto the official road leading to Shengnvfeng.
Almost at the same time as he left the capital, Xu Yourong opened his eyes.
It's not that she is hiding any backhand, but the will of the Holy Empress.
She opened her eyes, but she couldn't move, not even a finger.
Because in her waterfall-like black hair, a hairpin was inserted obliquely and seemingly casually.
Or it was a wooden hairpin.
The third place on the Hundred Weapons List is Wooden Sword Xiaofeng.
Xu Yourong couldn't move, but he could speak.
However, she was obviously not in the mood to speak at this time, she just looked at the roof of the car quietly, not knowing where in the starry sky her gaze would fall through.
"Everyone has his own fate. If his fate is not good, what can he do?" Mo Yu looked at her and said with pity.
Xu Yourong withdrew his gaze, looked at her and said, "I don't think he will die."
Mo Yu naturally knew Chen Changsheng's current physical condition, and thought that even if His Majesty the Pope could save him from being killed by his empress, how many more days would he live
Xu Yourong seemed to have figured out a very important thing, and said calmly: "That is his own destiny after all, and it should run according to his ideas. I want to isolate him from this world, but he wants to go back. The way of heaven wants him to die, and he prefers to live in the place of death."
"Live towards death?"
"Do you still remember the time when the God of History?"
"Remember."
"His Majesty Taizong said that it is difficult for those who live to die to die."
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Chen Changsheng didn't think about the issue of life and death, he had already put life and death aside.
He left the palace and came to a very secret place, or rather an ordinary place.
Liziyuan Inn outside Tianshu Mausoleum.
Back then he lived here for a long time, and he really got to know Tang Sanshiliu here.
This inn is very meaningful to him, it is the beginning of his life in Kyoto, and now he comes back here, first of all because no one would think that he will come here, and then he also wants to make the last part of his life in Kyoto , also from here.
He didn't know that shortly after he left the palace, a green bamboo car drove out of the palace, and Xu Yourong was in that car.
He also didn't know that at this time, the rest of the senior brothers were studying by the starlight in the Mausoleum of Books across the river.
On this night, the two most important people in his life were once very close to him, but he didn't know that at that time, his mind and spirit were all on his body, on the elixir and magic weapon he carried with him, and on his consciousness. Various exercises in the sea, and countless swords in their sheaths.
Sitting under the tree in the small courtyard, he began to sort out his cultivation under the starlight.
Because of the broken meridians, his current output of true energy is weaker than that of two years ago, even worse than the ordinary sitting state, but the stars scattered in his flesh and blood are like snow in the mountains and rivers. It seems to be one piece here and there, but in fact the total number is huge. Moreover, although he had a problem in breaking the realm and gathering stars in Hanshan, it cannot be said to have failed completely. On the surface, his realm is still at the peak of the Tongyou Realm, but if he doesn't care that the meridians are broken again and endangers his life, he can do it in a very short time. During the time, the starlight is condensed into a domain.
In other words, if he doesn't want to die, he can be a short-term, extremely powerful, star-gathering initial stage powerhouse.
He also knows countless sword skills, body skills, and Taoist skills.
After entering the Tongyou Upper Realm, most of the opponents he met were already strong in the Star Gathering Realm. The simplified version of the Yezhi Step that had helped him many times at the beginning no longer made much sense. The speed bonus brought by the footwork Compared with his own speed, the range is very small. Similarly, ordinary swordsmanship like Hundred Flowers Sword and Seven Stars Sword might occasionally be useful in battles of the same level, but they are useless in tonight's battle and can be removed.
He calmed down and cleared his mind, and removed those miscellaneous and imprecise sword techniques and Taoist techniques, leaving only the hardest, sharpest, and most powerful means in the sea of consciousness. Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword, State Religion True Sword, Downhill Stick, Linguang Sword, Wenshui Three Styles, Liaotian Sword, Pojun Sword... and the three swords that Su Li taught him.
Burning Sword, Wisdom Sword, Stupid Sword.
This is Chen Changsheng's most powerful method now.
For a true master of swordsmanship, the swordsmanship itself may not be high or low, but it must be big or small.
The swordsmanship that Chen Changsheng is best at are all big swords, especially the three swords that Su Li taught him, no matter how they change, they are extremely impressive.
The big sword or the big move consumes a lot of spiritual energy and real energy. Chen Changsheng's spiritual energy is extremely stable and powerful, and the amount of real energy is also large, but the output has always been a problem, so he can't fight for a long time. In many battles in the past , he will try to end it in the shortest time. Only when he was forced to fight in the last battle of the Great Court Examination and the chaotic battle before and after Xunyang City, he was forced to fight hard, and in fact he fought extremely well. Bitter, almost defeated by the opponent's sword many times.
Tonight, he had not recovered from his serious injury, so he forcibly mobilized his true energy to make a move, let alone enter this situation, he had to succeed with one blow.
He opened his eyes, looked at the stars in the night sky, and began to calculate.
That man was not born in poverty, his biological mother was the concubine of the former minister of the Ministry of Rites, and he didn't have any unsightly and painful experiences in his childhood. , that person's temperament is very cruel and cruel, his strength is very terrifying, and his spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful. It seems that he has gathered the resentment and boundless pain of thousands of people. He has experienced it before, and it is indeed not something ordinary people can resist...
Countless materials and information appeared in his sea of consciousness, just like the stars in the night sky, countless, seemingly scattered together, it is impossible to analyze useful things from them, but there are connections between the stars, countless The invisible lines of Tao form a star map, in which the true meaning is naturally hidden.
After an unknown amount of time, he got up and walked outside the Liziyuan Inn.
The Wugou sword was still quietly lying in the scabbard of the hidden front, but he had already drawn it.
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The green bamboo cart is heading south along the official road. The black sheep in front of the cart should not be aware of the turmoil in the capital, but it has stayed in the palace for too long and wants to go out for a stroll. The tree doesn't feel fresh, but it is interested in the freshly formed dewdrops on the grass. It seems unpleasant to stop and go like this, but it takes only a cup of tea to leave the palace, and the car has already passed Xiaoshan. After noon, you will be able to reach the Saintess Peak.
The Holy Empress of Tianhai followed Xiaoshan Mountain to the east, and came to the plain at the end of the mountain. There was a big city in the middle of the plain. The city wall was extremely thick and tall. From a visual point of view, it was even more majestic than the capital city. , it is the famous capital of the world - Luoyang.
In Changlefang, the best location in Luoyang City, there is an extremely exaggerated and unimaginably luxurious palace. King Xiang, King Tai... Several of her nominal sons and grandchildren are holding songs there. Ji Fanglang was in disbelief, she didn't know if they made it for herself or those officials, and she didn't care.
She withdrew her eyes and looked towards the capital. She saw the old man watering the Li Palace, the relatives in the manor, the unburned candles in the Little Orange Garden, the snow under the Beixin Bridge, and the people in the Beibingsi Hutong. The crabapple tree saw the young man holding an umbrella heading towards that place.
She stood on the Gan terrace, the whole world was at her feet, in her eyes, she just didn't see that person.
More than ten years ago, she thought that person was dead, but she didn't expect him to survive. From the day when this fact was confirmed, a rift appeared between her and the Pope. The whole world except the two of them was unaware of it. Not before.
She knew very well that the person who asked Chen Changsheng to come to the capital was to leak the news on purpose, to make herself and the Pope suspicious of each other, but she could only accept it, because time could not be traced back. After all, the incident at the Orthodox Academy happened. It is impossible for the Pope to believe that she is okay with it.
From the first time they met in Baicao Garden, she didn't like that man, she could even say she hated him, and didn't value him very much. It wasn't until she knew that he was not only Shang Xingzhou, but also a Taoist Ji, that she started to look at him seriously. Some things that I can't understand finally have the answer.
The name Shang Xingzhou represented the orthodoxy of the state religion and those old friends who opposed her.
The name Ji Daoren represents the will, or will, of Emperor Taizong.
That's what really made her wary.