Chapter Seventy-Three: Who Won?
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It was very quiet in the Fenglin Pavilion, Tang Thirty-six and Xu Yourong looked at Shang Xingzhou and Chen Changsheng and did not speak.
Only Wang Zhice's voice fluttered in the wind.
The battle that would change the course of history has finally come to an end.
But what happened at that moment?
Now Shang Xingzhou is choking Chen Changsheng's throat and holding the overall situation related to life and death, but Wang Zhice said that he lost?
Shang Xingzhou looked at Chen Changsheng and suddenly asked, "When did you learn it?"
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In the Baicao Garden, the rest of the people stood by the stone table, looking at the courtyard wall, and did not speak.
Above the clouds, Squeak looked at the garden on the ground, but did not speak.
The world is big and there are many people, but only they understand the meaning of the merchant boat.
Before the final battle began, Shang Xingzhou said a simple but extremely complex and extremely difficult word.
There's a lot of information in that word.
That's the language of dragons.
The content of that word is an incomparably ancient Taoism.
This method is recorded in a volume of Taoist texts.
Many years ago, by the stream of the old temple in Xining Town, Chen Changsheng and the rest of the people also read the Taoist scriptures.
The text of the Taoist canon was unfamiliar, and they didn't know it.
They went to ask their master.
The Master told them that this was the last volume of the Three Thousand Daozangs, 1,600 and 1 characters, and that there was a hidden meaning of the Heavenly Ending, and that no one had ever been able to fully comprehend the meaning.
It wasn't until today that Chen Changsheng confirmed that what Master said was not true, or that he had reservations.
Shang Xingzhou had obviously studied this Taoist text, and had learned a lot.
The incomparably ancient, vicissitudes of the Dao allowed him to exert his ability to transcend the realm, successfully broke the Nanxi Zhai Sword Formation, and came to Chen Changsheng's body.
If nothing happens, he will win the battle between master and apprentice.
However, at that moment, Chen Changsheng also said a word.
The word is just as complex, difficult to understand, and contains a seemingly endless amount of information.
It's also a dragon language.
It is also an extremely ancient Taoism.
The two dragon groans harmonized.
Two breaths shine together.
The two ways are counteracted.
A rain of swords fell from the sky.
If Shang Xingzhou still suppressed the realm, then he would definitely lose, and he might even die.
So at the last moment, he lifted the suppression of the realm and used the power above the divine realm.
The Thousand Dao Swords cut through his Dao clothes, and they also released a thousand rays of light.
When rain and dew meet the sun, beauty will turn into green smoke, and even the snow will melt.
Chen Changsheng's talent, talent, and Dao method were directly crushed before the higher level of power.
Shang Xingzhou's hand grabbed his throat.
But he did not hold fate by the throat.
He used the power of the Divine Realm.
So it was he who lost.
The real turning point in this battle came when Chen Changsheng said that word.
Shang Xingzhou wanted to know what was going on.
"The year I first arrived in Kyoto. ”
Chen Changsheng turned his head to look at the side of the courtyard wall, with a look of reminiscence on his face.
Over there is the Hundred Herb Garden, and further away is the Imperial City.
"One night, Mo Yu tricked me into Tonggong, and I later learned that it was what Uncle Shi meant. ”
That night was the Qingteng Banquet, the name Chen Changsheng spread all over the continent for the first time, only a few people knew, before the banquet, he was imprisoned by Mo Yu into the Tong Palace, and then met the legendary Xuanshuang Dragon, who was almost killed and eaten, but in the end he gained a lot.
It was the first real test of life and death that Chen Changsheng encountered after coming to Kyoto. In the years that followed, he would often think of what happened that night, such as the words he said impassionedly to the little black dragon, the more he thought about it, the more shy he became, and occasionally he would wonder why the Pope had arranged for Mo Yu to do this in the first place.
In addition to making the little black dragon the guardian of the next generation of popes, is there any deeper meaning?
Chen Changsheng couldn't figure it out and didn't think about it anymore.
Flowers float on the stream.
And he was walking by the stream.
Not based on his original intention, he began to learn dragon language.
The process was not smooth, and it was even difficult compared to the food he bought in the streets of Kyoto.
But as time passed, occasionally when he recalled the scroll of Taoism that he had memorized in the old temple in Xining Town, he suddenly found that he vaguely understood something.
During the three years in the Snow Ridge, every night, he continued to learn dragon language from the little black dragon, and then recalled the Taoist scriptures.
It's really difficult, whether it's the dragon language or the Taoist canon.
In the end, he still didn't learn much, whether it was the dragon language or the Taoist canon.
But it was enough for him to be able to take over the Dao method without any preparation from Shang Xingzhou.
It was at the same time as he said the word just now that Chen Changsheng finally understood why the Pope made such an arrangement back then.
The Pope wanted him to get the help of the little black dragon and wanted him to learn the dragon language.
The Pope wanted him to comprehend the last volume of the Three Thousand Daozang, which was also a reminder that Shang Xingzhou should have learned some ancient Taoism from this Taoist text.
Why a reminder? This is also a reminder.
Obviously, the Pope had foreseen a long time ago that their master and disciple would be at odds with each other because of their differences in philosophy.
Thinking about all this, Chen Changsheng said something like this to Shang Xingzhou.
"What you said is right, I was indeed raised by you, but I was not brought up by you, because you did not take me, did not manage me, and did not teach me anything. I was brought up by my senior brother, and he taught me a lot of things, Su Li's predecessors also taught me a lot of things, and my uncle, they taught me far more than you. ”
Shang Xingzhou looked at Chen Changsheng and did not speak.
He lost.
He lost to the apprentice in front of him who he didn't like the most, and he also lost to the other apprentice he liked the most on the other side of the wall.
He lost to the junior brother he once despised the most.
What should he do at this point?
Let go, and leave, like a lost old dog, or ......
Shang Xingzhou closed his eyes.
It was sudden.
Whether it was Wang Zhice, Tang Thirty-six and Xu Yourong, they were all a little surprised.
Only Chen Changsheng's expression was still calm, as if he had already expected this scene.
Shang Xingzhou closed his eyes, but did not let go.
His hand landed on Chen Changsheng's throat, very steady.
It's like a tough pine, and it's like a hard shackle.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
In the depths of his peaceful pupils, it seemed that the color of blood gradually blurred, and when it met the black pupils, it turned brown.
It was the oil that flowed out of the cracks of the old pine.
That's rust on the surface of the iron cuffs.
He looked at Chen Changsheng with a calm and resolute look in his eyes.
Murderous intent, undisguised.
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"Willing to gamble and lose. ”
Wang Zhice shouted.
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The cane rested on the stone table.
The rest of the people are gone.
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The white wings turned into two fire marks.
Xu Yourong disappeared from the spot.
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Surge forward.
The body of the mountain-like Xuanfrost dragon crushed towards the National Education Academy.
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Tang Thirty-six looked at the merchant boat captain and said earnestly: "Why bother. ”
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Chen Changsheng did not speak.
He looked at Shang Xingzhou, his eyes were equally calm and more resolute.