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After Chen Changsheng said this to Shang Xingzhou, the atmosphere in the Heavenly Book Tomb became a little strange.

It's a secret that few people know.

Even after the master and apprentice turned against each other, this secret did not spread.

This sentence should have appeared three years ago, but in Chen Changsheng's mind, since all the conversations in the old temple in Xining Town, including those times themselves, were all means, what was the point of asking painful questions about the past? Moreover, he got a very important Heavenly Book Tablet in the Lingyan Pavilion, saw a lot of secrets in Wang Zhice's notes, and gave birth to a lot of insights, which brought very important help to his cultivation career and brought a lot of vigilance to his life, which was enough.

He continued: "I only saw the word cannibalism in that notebook. ”

Wang Zhice's face showed a look of reminiscing about the past, a little emotional, and even sentimental.

That notebook wrote what he saw and heard in those years, that is, the most authentic history before and after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The truest history is often the darkest.

The seemingly calm sound of reading in the alley did not know how many miserable noises on the Luoshui Flower Boat had been hidden.

In the seemingly boring court career, I don't know how many swords and swords are hidden.

Wang Zhice did not mention the change in the Hundred Herb Garden, but some words that occasionally appeared revealed the cruelty of that night.

The so-called prosperous age, after all, can only be as one person wishes, and the steps leading to the highest place are full of bloody corpses. Those years, and the centuries that followed, were full of cannibalism between father and son, brother and wife, king and minister, so ...... The cannibalism between master and apprentice is naturally not too exaggerated.

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, and said, "I just don't understand, why don't you do it yourself. ”

On a snowy night at the Anglican College three years ago, he and Shang Xingzhou discussed this issue.

At that time, he had already given the answer, and at this time he brought it up again, but he just wanted to vent his emotions.

Shang Xingzhou's mental nature is perfect, and the only weakness is Chen Changsheng.

Because he did anything, even if he killed all the people of Kyoto, he could convince himself that he had a reason to do so.

But in Chen Changsheng's matter, he couldn't convince himself.

The more this is the case, the more he dislikes Chen Changsheng.

From the town of Xining, from that old temple, from many years ago.

As time passed, this emotion became heavier and heavier, and he became more and more dislike of himself who didn't like Chen Changsheng.

He didn't want to see Chen Changsheng.

In the end, he even hoped that Chen Changsheng had never appeared between heaven and earth.

He didn't want to do it himself, because that would only make it difficult for Dao Xin to be at peace.

He hoped that Chen Chang's life and death would be in the hands of others.

Three years ago, at the National Education College, he said that as long as Chen Changsheng did not return to Kyoto, he would not make another move.

But then he couldn't resist the temptation.

So Zhou Tong died, and in addition to Su, there was also a pastor from Daxizhou.

Chen Changsheng did not die in the Snow Ridge, and he was in danger on the Holy Maiden Peak.

"What we cultivate is the mind, and all things in the world cannot be deceived by the mind. ”

Chen Changsheng was puzzled and asked, "Could it be that if I die at the hands of others, you can convince yourself that it has nothing to do with you?"

Shang Xingzhou looked at him and didn't speak.

Chen Changsheng finally said: "Please take action yourself, at the last moment, you may be able to see your mind clearly, don't you want to try?"

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I want to try.

In the wind and rain of Xunyang City, when facing Zhu Luo, Wang Po said this. In the White Emperor City, when facing an opponent that he could not defeat, Xuanyuan Po said this. Xu Yourong said it, and Chen Changsheng also said it.

Compared to Shang Xingzhou, they are still very young, have enough time to try, and have room for mistakes, or because of this, they will be more courageous and direct when faced with certain thresholds that need to be chosen.

So, don't you want to give it a try?

Shang Xingzhou looked at Chen Changsheng quietly.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's performance today was indeed very good, which made him admire, and the child in the palace, the silence was even more wonderful.

But these juniors still underestimate the meticulousness and magma-like terrifying power that he hides behind forbearance and silence.

Even if Wang Zhice was persuaded to stay out of the situation, he was still confident that he could control the situation in Kyoto.

He didn't have any reason to agree to Chen Changsheng's request, but at this time he heard this.

This is the honeydew hanging from the stems and branches of the stone wall, beautiful and pure, and it is easy to be tempted.

It reminded him of many, many years ago, when he was a young Taoist priest.

There is a Changchun Temple in Luoyang City, and there are two small Taoist priests in the Changchun Temple, called Shang and Yin.

At that time, they had not yet gone to the Imperial Palace and the National Religious College to seek enlightenment.

Their master, of course, was an extraordinary figure, but in the end he died quietly.

It was a real troubled time, Luoyang was besieged for a long time, the demons were all over the mountains outside the city, and there was a fishy smell everywhere in the world.

They left Luoyang, accompanied by a young man surnamed Tang.

During that journey, they saw a lot of tragic images, which had a great impact on each of them.

Eventually, somewhere, he stopped and said to the mountain twilight, "I still want to try." ”

He threw himself incognito under the later Emperor Taizong and met many amazing people.

The men were dressed in anger, and he continued to stand in a dark corner, silent and unobtrusive.

No matter how beautiful it was later, he still did.

The demons have not yet perished, so they can't relax for a moment.

Eventually, he got used to that kind of life, and even liked it.

Your Majesty needs someone like him to assist in the dark in order to become Your Majesty.

Except for a few people, no one knows that he is the orthodox successor of the state religion, Shang Xingzhou, and only thinks that he is a Taoist who can cure diseases.

When he overthrew the rule of the Holy Empress of Tianhai, regardless of the undercurrent of the government and the opposition, he also wanted to reuse Zhou Tong, in addition to being a promise in advance, but also because he didn't think there was anything wrong with what Zhou Tong was doing, and he had been doing it for hundreds of years.

It's just that there are still some regrets once in a while.

No more boyhood.

Shang Xingzhou looked at Chen Changsheng, looked at his calm and resolute eyes, looked at his clear eyebrows, and thought to himself - this is such a young man.

Hundreds of years have passed, and now it is no longer the bleak year of Luoyang being besieged and cannibalism, no matter what the outcome of today, no matter whether there will be civil strife, the human race no longer has to worry about returning to such a terrible time, and people will never live hard again.

Does that mean he doesn't need to live so hard anymore?

From now on, can he live more freely and presumptuously?

He looked at Chen Changsheng quietly, and suddenly said, "Okay, let's try to see if we can end this story." ”

The first emperor was seriously ill, and Tianhai had no intention of returning to power, so he began to write this story.

The beginning of this story is that the continent covered with white sand bears a fruit with the help of the being on the other side of the sea of stars.

Naturally, the story ends with the death of the fruit.

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(Excuse me, look at me - the story of Chosen Heaven is not over.) (To be continued.) )