In the eyes of the world, the Pope's trust and love for Chen Changsheng is incomprehensible, and even a little inexplicable, logically speaking, Chen Changsheng should of course act according to his will, but in fact, from the military village to Xunyang City, Chen Changsheng has done a lot of things against the will of the Pope, no matter from which point of view, the Pope should be a little disappointed, at least ask for some reasons.

The Pope didn't ask, he looked at Chen Changsheng quietly and said, "It's really hard to imagine that Senior Brother would teach a student like you. ”

Chen Changsheng was stunned, and he suddenly realized that his impression of the master was actually very vague, what kind of person was the master? In the eyes of the Pope, what should the students he taught look like? He didn't know the answer, but he knew with certainty that the Pope's words were right, because he was not taught by the master in the first place, but by the senior brother......

Thinking of the old temple in Xining Town, the fog behind the mountain and the voices in the fog, as well as his senior brother and wild flowers, he was a little distracted.

The Pope looked at him and smiled calmly, thinking to himself that at such a time, everyone should be nervous, and it is remarkable that the little one still has the leisure to think about other things.

"Sit down. He said to Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng hummed, sat in the chair very honestly and obediently, did not lean on the back of the chair, and did not deliberately only dip his buttocks, in short, he was really honest, without any deliberateness.

The Pope gestured to the teapot.

Chen Changsheng understood, picked up the teapot and filled the teacup in front of the Pope, thought about it, filled the teacup in front of him, and then began to wander again.

Because he remembered the two nights in the garden of herbs, the little table, the woman who sat and drank tea without saying anything to him.

The Pope put down his teacup and said casually: "Tell me about the things in the Zhou Garden." ”

said casually, and what you want to listen to is also casual content, because one thing is certain, there is no Su Li in Zhou Yuan.

"In the Garden of Zhou...... I met a girl. Chen Changsheng said subconsciously.

The Pope was slightly stunned and asked, "Huh?"

Chen Changsheng came to his senses at this time, felt that his face was a little hot, and hurriedly told the things in Zhou Yuan in detail, starting from getting the yellow paper umbrella in the Tang family in Wenshui, until he talked about Zhou Du's mausoleum, there was basically nothing missing, but there were some details that had nothing to do with major events, such as the girl, he naturally wouldn't mention it, and then he didn't know why, he didn't mention the two broken knife tricks in Zhou Ling and those lost heavenly book tablets......

The light of heaven leaked through the eaves of the temple and fell on the smooth jade-like floor, illuminating the ground into many grids, like a chessboard.

The Pope sat in his chair and looked at the ground for a long time in silence.

Zhou Ling, the sword covering the sky, the yellow paper umbrella, the mountain, the sword pool, the beast tide, this story of hundreds of years before and after, the opportunity between the two worlds, even after he listened to it, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Original...... The sword pond is the sea of swords, the sun never sets on the grassland, and that person's grave is also in it. ”

The Pope's voice rang out in the quiet temple.

As the supreme saint of the human world, his grasp of this world is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, but until today, he does not know that there are so many secrets hidden in the grassland he once saw many years ago.

"The black sarcophagus in the Zhou Mausoleum is empty. Chen Changsheng naturally will not forget this very important detail.

The Pope smiled silently, the life and death of that man was a mystery to many people, but time was the most powerful thing in the world, and to this day, he didn't care much anymore.

On the other hand, the Pope is more concerned with other things: "So, those swords are now in your hands?"

Without any hesitation, Chen Changsheng untied the short sword from his waist and served it with both hands.

At the beginning of the Li Ziyuan Inn, Tang Thirty-six wanted to take his sword, but he refused, but now he couldn't refuse, because the Pope was the Pope and his uncle.

The sword in the sword pool is in his hand, and there is no way to hide this matter, when he fought with the Xue River God General in the wilderness, those swords have already appeared.

"Do you know what this scabbard is?" asked the Pope, looking at him without taking the sword.

Chen Changsheng shook his head.

The Pope was a little emotional, and said: "This is the treasure of the National Religious Academy, and then it disappeared between the blood and fire, and it turned out to be taken away by your master. ”

Chen Changsheng didn't know what to say.

"My brother and I were classmates, and even more so, he was always far above me in terms of monastic talent and wisdom, but in the end, I succeeded to the Pope's throne, and he went to the Anglican College as the dean. ”

The Pope looked at the sky outside the temple, and the sea of stars in his eyes slowly grew and faded, like clouds and time: "Because his obsession is too strong, you don't want to learn from him." ”

Chen Changsheng still didn't know what to say, for the matter of the National Education Academy back then, until today, he didn't know the real inside story, and even if he knew, he was not qualified to speak.

"What about those swords in the sword pool?"

"The palace will issue an edict to the world, those sects that still have descendants, register first, and then return the swords to them, as for the sects that have broken the inheritance, those swords will be kept by you. ”

Chen Changsheng understood that if this matter was arranged like this, then after the Xingyao Tianshu Mausoleum, he could be regarded as making another great contribution to the human world, and the criticism brought about by the death of Liang Xiaoxiao and Zhuang Changyu would be greatly alleviated, and said: "It's all up to you." ”

didn't bow to the crown, didn't pull the sleeves to call the uncle, just said the word you softly, it was already some kind of progress, some kind of progress in the natural close world that finally returned to the master.

The Pope was satisfied, and said to him: "Go, take a good rest." ”

Looking at his expression, the Pope understood what he was worried about, and said, "The folded sleeves will come out soon." ”

From beginning to end, the Pope did not ask him a word about Su Li.

......

......

When he first returned to Kyoto, where could he have a good rest, when he left the palace, he couldn't go back to the National Education College, and there was no way to visit the folded sleeves, so Chen Changsheng was taken to the cardinal office by Priest Xin.

A row of red maples should be like fire, but in late spring and early summer, it is thick green and green, just like the building behind the maple tree, which has the dual identity of the imperial court educational institution and the state religion Wenhua Palace.

In the deepest part of the hall, in the room full of plum blossoms, Merisa sat behind the table, her eyes closed, as if she had not slept, and the old age spots on her face became clearer and clearer, just like the pot of cochineal plums on the table. Chen Changsheng stood in front of the table, looking at the bishop through the pot of rouge plums, and his mood was a little complicated.

Compared with the Pope, Bishop Merissa has nothing to do with him, logically speaking, it should be more strange, but for some reason, he has always felt that the Bishop is really very good to him, whether it is the Great Pilgrimage or the trip to Zhou Yuan, Archbishop Merissa has provided him with too much convenience and help, although sometimes, those things will make him feel a little stressed, but the real reason for his complicated mood is not this, but that the Bishop is getting old.

Chen Changsheng didn't know Archbishop Merissa's realm cultivation, but with his qualifications and influence in the state religion that could compete with the Pope, as well as the attitude of Zhu Luo and the others towards him, he should be able to think that he should not be far from the sacred realm. It is very common for priests of this realm, like other cultivators, to live past 800 years old, and during this long period of time, even if the strong people of the advanced realm are getting old, they only have the demeanor between their eyebrows and some wrinkles, and they will definitely not have a weak and old state, and only in the last stage of their lives will they think about the question of their descendants, leave their bloodlines, and then grow old at an unimaginable speed.

Death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves? No, it is more like a fruit falling in the wind.

Over the course of a year, the entire continent knew that Archbishop Merissa was getting old.

This means that the archbishop's days in the world are numbered, and he may return to the sea of stars at any time.

The carmine plum is so gorgeous, and the plum blossoms in the room are in full bloom as if they are not in late spring, but at any time in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and they are suitable for the time when the plum blossoms are in full bloom.

Compared with the full room of colors, the old age of the bishop is more and more shocking.

Chen Changsheng felt a little sad.

At that moment, the Bishop opened his eyes, looked at him, smiled, and said, "Come here." ”

Chen Changsheng walked in front of him as he said.

Merissa looked at him and said with emotion: "I am very happy to know that you are still alive, but at the same time I feel a little sad. ”

Chen Changsheng couldn't understand this sentence, and for some reason, a lot of uneasiness and even fear suddenly arose in his heart.

"Since Su Li is not dead, then you still have to take your eyes back and fall in Kyoto, just like you still have to return to Kyoto after all. ”

Merissa said: "The Boiling Stone Conference is next year, I don't know if I can see it, but I can at least finish your year." ”

Chen Changsheng wanted to say something to comfort him, but he found that he was not good at it, and lowered his head with some self-reproach.

Merissa looked at him and said calmly, "This year is important for you. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "I don't understand. ”

"You have to mature as much as you can. ”

After saying this, Merissa's expression became a little heavy, her eyes became a little dark, and then she was as bright as before: "Believe me, in the end, you and we will win." ”

Chen Changsheng really couldn't understand, and thought to himself, who is this fighting with? With the Holy Queen Niangniang? Even if it is, what strength can he have to participate in a battle at this level?

"The problem between the state religion and the mother is still the same position in the palace. ”

Merisa stood up with some difficulty, walked to the window with Chen Changsheng, looked at the direction of the palace not far away, and said, "In this struggle, you will play a very important role. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "Just because I am ...... The teacher's students represent an attitude of support for the royal family?"

Merissa said with emotion: "Of course it doesn't stop there. ”

The Bishop did not give a more detailed explanation, because it was difficult to explain, or even impossible to explain, because there was a knock at the door just in time.

After the door was pushed open, a figure appeared that Chen Changshang couldn't imagine.

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(Before eight o'clock in the next chapter.) ）