When the whole world thought that Chen Changsheng's life was good, only he knew that his life was not long.
When the whole world, including himself, thought he was bound to die, he survived.
He is not dead.
He was lying in the rain on the top of Tianshu Mausoleum, his face was pale and extremely weak, but he did not die.
The whole world is silent, dead still.
When the torrential rain was raging in the night, and lightning kept frighteningly illuminating the Tianshu Mausoleum, the Holy Empress of Tianhai slapped Chen Changsheng on the head, not to kill him, but to save him.
At this time, the rain has become extremely faint, moistening things silently.
The people in Kyoto are still sleeping and have not woken up.
Standing on the rainy street, Taoist Ji looked in the direction of Tianshu Mausoleum, wondering who is really awake
He didn't expect that this matter would usher in such a change.
Since six hundred years ago, since two hundred years ago, since twenty years ago, he has been preparing for, guarding against, and planning for tonight.
For tonight, he arranged countless counter-attacks and made the most perfect preparations. Whether Tianhai Sheng Empress killed Chen Changsheng or ate Chen Changsheng, it was all in his game.
He is the real killer of this bureau, and he is still in the rainforest of Tianshuling, and no one has discovered it.
The Holy Empress of Tianhai is the current master of the Great Zhou Dynasty. She said that Tianshu Mausoleum is her home field, and there is no problem.
But he is the orthodox heir of the state religion, and Tianshu Mausoleum is also his home field.
He was already ready. After she killed Chen Changsheng, he would reveal the truth of the whole matter, shake her spirit and will, and then use the infinite holy light released by Chen Changsheng when he died to stimulate the sense of heaven and sacrifice. Xing Kong, please punish her, and kill her on the spot.
But... Tianhai didn't kill Chen Changsheng, nor did he eat Chen Changsheng.
Then even if he revealed the truth of the whole matter at this time, there was no way to open a crack in her Dao heart.
Chen Changsheng is still alive, so he naturally has no way to use the holy light in his body, please use God's punishment.
There were many things that Ji Daoren didn't understand, such as why did she save Chen Changsheng
After all, is it still a tiger's poison? No one believed that Empress Tianhai would care about this, at least he would not.
Are you really not afraid of the backlash of heaven
He looked into the distance calmly and understood something—the choice had already been made, and the impact had only just begun to appear.
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Chen Changsheng was most aware of the changes in his body and knew exactly what had happened.
At that time, the violent wind and rain washed his body, and the lightning like a light snake illuminated the pitch-black world. The Holy Empress Tianhai did not turn around, and her right hand brought countless wind and rain, and the power of the mountains, and landed directly on top of his head. The mighty power of heaven and earth and the aura of incomparable vicissitudes poured into his body.
In a split second, really just a split second, before he even had time to think, everything in his body shattered. Whether it was the viscera with countless cracks in advance, the meridians that were already riddled with holes and broken into cliffs, or the qi orifices, they were all directly shattered and melted into the blood.
Everything happened in a very short period of time, but to Chen Changsheng, it seemed as long as a hundred years. In the time fragment that he didn't have time to think about, he felt too much pain. Those pains had countless forms. Countless flavors, all mixed together, turned into countless small knives, cutting to the deepest part of his soul through countless angles and techniques.
This is not the end, but the beginning.
In a split second, really just a split second, not even a moment of despair, everything in his body began to reorganize, whether it was the viscera cracked like petals, the meridians broken like sand, or the horrific, shapeless Qi. The orifice, under the joint action of that majestic power and vicissitudes of life, began to condense and then take shape.
In the moment between the two moments before and after, only the appearance of his whole body was intact, and the inside had become a sea of blood.
In the sea of blood, white lotus grows gradually, which are bones, then corals, which are flesh, then branches, which are meridians, and then leaves, which are air orifices.
The crushed viscera, meridians, and qi orifices were gradually reassembled and returned to his body.
If anyone can see these pictures, they will be shocked and lose their voices because of the magic.
For Chen Changsheng who had endured all this, this was an extremely painful process.
To describe the extreme pain, it is often used to describe the pain into the bone marrow, but his bone marrow was shattered, and then condensed into a stream again.
There is another word called pain into the heart, but his heart was also broken, and then gradually resurfaced in the sea of blood.
This is destruction, but also rebirth, or new life, this is a change of heaven and earth, this is the change of the sun and the moon, but it is in a person's body.
Not to mention him, even Zhe Xiu would definitely not be able to bear this kind of pain.
The capital in the wind and rain echoed his cry of pain, that is, he was fighting against this pain.
At that time, his mind had already been numb with pain, until it was about to slacken. If this was the case, then even if he woke up, he would become an idiot.
A more likely outcome is that his sea of consciousness shattered directly, and in the process, he died silently.
Obviously, Empress Tianhai didn't care whether he could bear it or not, she was just doing what she wanted to do.
She looked indifferently, looked coldly at the rainy night, stroked the top of his head with her right hand, and continued to bestow the most merciful gift and the cruelest torture.
Fortunately, maybe it was because of the sharpening of Jianyi Haiyang, maybe because of the example of Zhexiu, maybe because of that many nights, in the autumn forest of Baicao Garden, the Empress Tianhai once ordered a drop of green tea between his eyebrows, Or it was because Chen Changsheng always had a tinge of unwillingness in the deepest part of his soul, so he held on.
After what seemed like countless nights, he woke up.
The majestic power and long vicissitudes, there are still some remnants in his body that continue to go back and forth, the process is over, the pain is still going on, countless extremely cold and real knives, indifferently passing through his body, continue Scratching his bone and flesh, spirit and mind.
He is suffering to the extreme, that is acid.
He felt that from hair to toes, there were countless ants greedily biting him in every part of his body.
He didn't have any strength, and he couldn't even open his eyes, so he could only sit and watch for himself.
His consciousness moved slightly, and he began to observe the changes in his body.
It was a somewhat familiar scene that had undergone tremendous changes.
The lake hanging in the sky is still clear, the Lingshan Mountain is lonely and silent, the gate of Youfu has been opened wide, and there are several yellow leaves falling on the stone steps in front of the gate, it seems that no one has been here for a long time.
The wilderness is covered with a thin layer of snow, which is very fluffy, as if as long as the wind blows, it can take all of it away. It should be the starlight that just fell at the previous moment.
In the original place of the snow field, there is gradually melting snow water flowing slowly in the fields, and those thin snow waters converge into streams, and then into rivers, and continue to move forward.
In front... there is no broken cliff, no dry river bed, and no endless abyss, just... a flat field!