I don't know how long it took, Chen Changsheng woke up, only to feel refreshed, sat and looked inward, only to find that the injuries left by the Great Dynasty Examination had all healed, but he looked at the black stone in his palm, and was silent for a long time, and his feelings were not very high.

He vaguely understood that this black stone was what he was looking for. Ji Dao let him enter the Lingyan Pavilion, outside of Wang Zhice's notes, Heishi is the key. According to Wang Zhice, this black stone may have been given to him by Emperor Taizu before his death, and it may have a great deal to do with the secret of changing his life against the sky.

Blackstone was important, but he still only thought about Wang Zhice's notes.

After that spring thunder, Zhihai set off countless storms and rains, and he saw countless pictures, which were compared with Wang Zhice's records, which made him understand a lot, although he still couldn't give a conclusion.

To change one's life against the sky is to change the position or brightness of the star in the night sky, so as to change one's position and role in the world, and ...... Location is relative.

If you can't change your position or brightness, you can change the position and brightness of the stars in the night sky around you. In the same way, if you want to change your destiny, you should first change the destiny of those in your life, and the closer those people are to you, the more their destiny will affect your own destiny.

For example, father and son.

For example, brothers.

For example, monarchs and ministers.

The fact is icy.

Chen Changsheng couldn't be sure whether the pictures he saw were real past or imagination, and for a whole night, his body was wet with sweat and then dried, and he felt very cold when he woke up.

If those bloody and gloomy pictures are the truth of history, are all the two generations of heroes of the Great Zhou Dynasty such cold-blooded people? Is it worth it to pay such a great price and do such a terrible thing in order to change their lives against the sky? Then he thought that if the Holy Queen Niangniang was the third person who successfully changed her life against the sky, then what kind of heavy price did she pay for it?

Are the bloody and cruel rumors that have been circulating among the people for a long time true? Was her first son poisoned by the former queen or, as rumored to be, covered by the holy queen's own hands? The vast majority of the children she gave birth to did not survive past the age of six, was it because the environment in the palace was too treacherous, or could it be some kind of sacrifice? A sacrifice to the starry sky?

Chen Changsheng's body is getting colder and colder, he doesn't want to think about it anymore, because he doesn't dare to think about it anymore, in the face of the shadow of death, he can be calm, but for the truth of the world hidden behind the sun, the fifteen-year-old still doesn't dare to get too close, he wants to leave here.

It was still pitch black in the Lingyan Pavilion, and there was not the slightest light in the doors and windows, so he couldn't determine the time, but he knew very well that it was already five o'clock at this time, which was the time when he got up every day.

He got up and got the bluestone wall right, Lingyan Pavilion is a forbidden place in the deep palace, and it will be opened two or three times a year at most, thinking about whether the gap cut by the short sword on the bluestone wall will be discovered in a short period of time, and he really doesn't have any spirit to pay attention to this matter at this time.

Lingyan Pavilion was logically able to completely isolate the light, so it should be even more isolated from all sounds, but the next moment, just like last night, a distant bell came from the ground, as if a messenger had hurried from a distant place, wanting to wake up the people in the pavilion who were meditating.

A breeze came with the sound of the bell, and the door of the Lingyan Pavilion slowly opened, and the faint morning light sprinkled on the bluestone slabs, and also fell on the dozens of portraits on the wall. The people in the portrait have made countless contributions to the Great Zhou, but now they are only able to see the light of day a few times a year.

Chen Changsheng walked out of the Lingyan Pavilion in the morning light and wind, and walked into the bell, but his heart could not calm down, and the breeze in his arms did not make him sober, but added to the cold.

Standing on the high platform in front of the Lingyan Pavilion, he glanced at the rising sun that had just poked its head out on the horizon in the distance, and then looked at Kyoto, which was gradually awakened by the morning light, countless streets and alleys were like lines on a chessboard, Luoshui and countless rivers and canals, like silk threads scattered on the chessboard, countless squares and countless squares, countless houses and mansions were trapped in those grids, and countless people lived in them.

Is it really possible to change the fate of others to change one's own fate? Is this really possible? Even if all those streets and alleys are in ruins, even if all those houses are in ruins, even if tens of millions of people are displaced, even if there are many wars and floods?

He remembered Wang Zhice's last sentence in the notebook again - there is no fate, only choice.

Yes, there are two kinds of strong people in this world, one who changes the fate of others to perfect his own fate, and the other who ignores fate at all and firmly believes that he can master a qiē related to himself, even if fate proves to be powerful in the end, he still has to hold his head high.

Emperor Taizu and Emperor Taizong are father and son, and Wang Zhice is the latter, so what about him? He is still very weak, but if he is strong enough to face this multiple-choice question in the future, how will he decide?

Looking at the streets and alleys of Kyoto and countless houses in the morning light, Chen Changsheng asked himself: What kind of person should I be? Which is more important, a complete life or a complete life?

The two wholes and the two lives in this sentence are two completely different meanings.

Thinking about this question, he left the Lingyan Pavilion and walked down the extremely long stone steps, until he reached the ground of the palace, still without an answer.

The vast majority of people in Kyoto are still asleep, the vast majority of people in the palace have woken up, some candidates are very sleepy, their eyes are a little dark, and it is obvious that they have not slept well, and some candidates have not slept all night because they are nervous, but most of the candidates have rested well.

For these young candidates from various academies and sects, the most important purpose of participating in the Great Dynasty Examination is to enter the top three and obtain the qualification to enter the Tianshu Mausoleum Monument.

A convoy of dozens of carriages was waiting outside the palace gate, the horses of the divine horses were gently kicking their hooves impatiently, and the candidates stood next to the carriage waiting to set off, looking at Chen Changsheng who was slowly walking outside the palace, some people also felt a little impatient, such as the young scholars in Huaiyuan.

The candidates noticed that Chen Changsheng's hair was a little messy, his expression was tired, he was very sleepy, and even looked a little haggard, knowing that he definitely didn't have a good rest in the Lingyan Pavilion last night, and maybe he didn't even sleep at all, they couldn't help but be a little puzzled, thinking that even if he sat quietly all night, he wouldn't be so hard.

Tang Thirty-six saw more things, was a little worried, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"It's fine. Chen Changsheng shook his head and said.

He wouldn't tell anyone what he had experienced last night—not even Tang Thirty-Six, or Luoluo—he walked into a brutal historical truth, and although he was still far from discovering that secret, he had already seen the door, and might even have gotten the key.

The attention of both candidates and officials is on Chen Changsheng.

The news of Zhou Yuan's discovery has been officially announced, or more precisely, announced in the upper echelons of the imperial court and within the various academies and sects, and at the celebration banquet of the Great Dynasty Trial last night, Miss Mo Yu, on behalf of the Holy Empress Niangniang, officially announced that Zhou Yuan would be opened in a month's time.

Who doesn't want to enter the Zhou Garden? Who doesn't want to see if there is a chance to get in touch with the inheritance of the strongest person in the mainland? However, only cultivators who have passed through the secluded realm can enter the Zhou Garden.

Enlightenment at the Heavenly Book Mausoleum is the most important for cultivation, and now it has become the last chance for candidates to enter the Zhou Garden, and they must make a breakthrough in this month and enter the Tongyu.

Under the double pressure, the candidates were naturally very nervous, knowing that they had to work very hard, and even worked hard in the Heavenly Book Tomb, thinking of this, looking at Chen Changsheng's eyes was naturally a little complicated.

Chen Changsheng is only fifteen years old this year, except for a few people such as Qijian and Ye Xiaolian, he is younger than most people in the top three in the Great Dynasty, but he is now the same as Gou Hanshi and Tianhai Shengxue. In other words, even if he didn't have an inch in the Heavenly Book Tomb, he could easily enter the Zhou Garden after a month.

Thinking about it carefully, he has even surpassed Xu Yourong in a certain way, how can he not be enviable? If it weren't for the fact that Akiyama-kun was too dazzling in the matter of Zhou Yuan, or people would think that his appearance was even more shocking.

The current Chen Changsheng is undoubtedly the focus of the whole Kyoto, but he does not have this kind of consciousness, sitting by the car window, looking at the streets and alleys in the morning light, a little silent, as if he is wandering.

Tang Thirty-six looked at his absent-minded appearance, raised his eyebrows and said: "I don't know what happened to you, yes, you don't need to be in the Heavenly Book Tomb now, you can already enter the Zhou Garden directly, but you have to be clear, for us cultivators, the Heavenly Book Tomb itself is the most important thing, more important than the Great Dynasty Test, more important than the Zhou Garden, more important than anything." ”

Chen Changsheng didn't speak, still looking out the window.

Tang Thirty-six continued: "It is true that what we get in the Heavenly Book Tomb may not be seen immediately, and in the end, how far we can go and how far we can go depends on how much we have learned in the Heavenly Book Tomb, and countless people have already proved this point over the years, without any exceptions. ”

Chen Changsheng understood what Tang Thirty-six meant, of course he knew the importance of the Heavenly Book Tomb to cultivators, the problem was that his current mental state was extremely problematic

Cultivation is of course a very important thing, if he cultivates to the divine seclusion, he can renew the meridians, and no longer have to worry about the shadow of death, if he cultivates to the realm of great freedom, he can reach out and pick up the stars, he can control his own destiny, and it is even possible to live forever, and he doesn't need to worry about anything.

The problem is that this legendary realm of Shen Yin may not have been touched by Zhou Dufu back then, let alone him? Now that he has won the first place in the Great Dynasty Examination, he has begun to contact the secret of changing his life against the sky, since he can't cultivate the Shen Yin Realm, what is the meaning of cultivation for him? He has always been self-disciplined and diligent, and he has inexplicably slackened off, and even feels that life has no meaning.

As the morning light grew, fifteen-year-old Chen Changsheng suddenly lost all interest in cultivation, and at this moment, he came to the only holy place in the minds of cultivators: the Heavenly Book Mausoleum.