Fighter of the Destiny

The lower reaches of the stream were hills, winding away, and the wilderness in the distance could be vaguely seen. Everything seemed to be unchanged from when they came before, but Chen Changsheng knew that there must be something wrong with this world.

Just as he was watching the world in silence, Zhuang Changyu was about to leave.

"It's best not to leave alone."

Chen Changsheng turned around, looked at him and said seriously: "The gray wire fuse failed, something must have happened. It's better to find out first, otherwise I'm worried that something will go wrong."

Zhuang Changyu stopped, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "There are only 100 days starting on Sunday, and every moment inside is precious. Do you want me to waste time just because of such a trivial matter?"

Chen Changsheng said: "You have already spent time watching the battle, why bother spending more time."

"Okay." Zhuang Changyu looked at him and said, "If something goes wrong, of course we have to go to the garden gate to check. Our place is at least dozens of miles away from the garden gate. Who will go?"

As he said before, every moment in the Zhou Garden is extremely precious to the practitioners who enter the garden. From the riverside where everyone is sitting to the garden gate, every time they go back, even if they spend their true energy to plunder, It will take at least half an hour. Who would be willing to waste so much time on such a thing?

Qi Jian looked a little moved and was about to say something, but Liang Xiaoxiao shook his head. He thought about the important task entrusted to him by his master, so he could only remain silent.

The riverside was very quiet, no one answered. Zhuang Changyu looked at Chen Changsheng and said mockingly: "Look, no one is willing to go. Since it was your idea, why not go with you?"

Chen Changsheng did not answer him directly and looked at the seriously injured master of Qingxu Temple.

Qi Jian understood what he meant and said, "Let me come and see."

Then he looked at Liang Xiaoxiao and whispered something with a firm attitude.

"Okay. I think you can look for it in the woods, but it's best not to go too far."

Chen Changsheng knew very well that when these sect disciples entered Zhou Garden, just like the senior sister from Saintess Peak, most of them had sect missions.

After saying this, he walked towards the bottom of the stream. Zhexiu followed behind him without saying a word.

When he reached the bend below the stream and made sure that no one on the riverside could see him, Chen Changsheng said to Zhexiu: "I'm going to go into the forest. You can wait for me here."

Zhexiu didn't know what he was going to do, and didn't want to pry into his secret, so he nodded indifferently.

After entering the quiet dense forest and climbing up the mountain for a while, Chen Changsheng stopped and looked at the grassland burning in the sun in the distance and the mountains extending deep into the grassland. He held the dagger on his waist with his right hand. Holding the sword hilt, he whispered: "Do me a favor and go to the garden gate to have a look?"

The black dragon landed on his shoulder at some point. Looking at the mountains in the distance, there was a strange light in the dragon's eyes. He felt a little confused and always felt that there was something there that was attracting him.

"I have a premonition that I am afraid that the garden gate will be closed and I will not be able to contact the outside world, so it will be the same if I go or you go, but you have to be careful on the way so as not to be seen."

Chen Changsheng turned his head, looked at the black dragon on his shoulder, and asked seriously.

The black dragon looked away at the mountain, looked at him and squeaked twice.

Chen Changsheng said with some distress: "You don't like anything I have. This sword was given to me by my senior brother, but I can't give it to you."

Black Dragon looked at him indifferently, his meaning was very clear, you dare to ask me to do something without paying any price.

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "Let's do this. I promise you a request... You know, I am now the dean of the Chinese Academy of Education, and I may get many rare treasures in the future."

The black dragon's vertical pupils narrowed slightly, seeming to be satisfied with the answer.

The breeze in the forest suddenly rose, and accompanied by a harsh sound of tearing the air, the black dragon turned into a shadow and flew away in an instant.

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Not long after, Chen Changsheng walked out of the forest, looked at Zhexiu and said solemnly: "The garden gate is closed."

Zhexiu raised his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing, nor asked him how he knew about the situation at the garden gate in such a short period of time.

Returning to the previous river beach, the other people had many questions about Chen Changsheng confirming the news so quickly. Zhuang Changyu's indifferent eyebrows showed a slight mockery, and Liang Xiaoxiao asked directly: "You said it was closed just now?"

Chen Changsheng did not explain, and said, "If you believe it, then believe it."

Without waiting for Liang Xiaoxiao and Zhuang Changyu to continue asking questions, he knelt down and continued to heal the injuries of the Qingxu Temple master.

Qijian said: "I believe it."

Liang Xiaoxiao looked at him and frowned slightly, seeming a little confused as to why his junior brother trusted Chen Changsheng, the rival of Lishan Sword Sect, so much.

"Second Senior Brother said that if anything happens in Zhouyuan, Chen Changsheng is the most trustworthy person." Qijian said.

Chen Changsheng was diagnosing Qingxu Guanguan's pulse, and his fingers were slightly stiff.

When leaving Tianshu Mausoleum, Gou Hanshi once asked him to take care of the disciples in Lishan. At that time, he thought it was just a polite casual talk, but he did not expect that Gou Hanshi actually thought this way. For some reason, he suddenly felt that his shoulders became heavier. A little, but my heart became a lot more relaxed, and it felt very comfortable.

After confirming that the injury of the master of Qingxu Temple would not deteriorate too quickly, he stood up, asked Zhexiu to prepare treatment tools, and said to Liang Xiaoxiao and others: "I have confirmed that Zhouyuan's own rules have not been violated, but only suffered." Due to the interference of some external force, the garden gate should be reopened within a hundred days, but I don’t know when.”

Liang Xiaoxiao frowned slightly and said, "What power can interfere with a small world?"

Qijian thought for a while and said: "Either the power is strong enough, or the person who uses this power knows Zhou Yuan very well."

Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "I think it's the latter."

Ye Xiaolian opened his eyes and asked curiously: "Who could it be?"

Chen Changsheng and others looked at each other and said nothing.

Hundreds of human practitioners have entered Zhou Garden, and those who want to do something are of course enemies of mankind.

The enemy of mankind is the demons.

"Got to be careful."

Qijian looked at the wilderness below the stream and said worriedly: "We must find a way to inform other people quickly."

They were not sure, or did not expect at all, that there would be demons sneaking into Zhou Garden. However, since there were changes in Zhou Garden and the gray line guide failed, in order to prevent human practitioners from being too harsh when trying to seize the treasure, causing irreparable losses. , then the news of Zhouyuan’s closure must be spread as soon as possible.

It's just that Zhou Garden is too vast. The hundreds of human practitioners scattered among them seem to be very sparse. And since everyone's purpose is to enter Zhou Garden to hunt for treasures, many people will definitely disappear. In this case, occasional encounters are rare.

The reason why these people met by the river was because they all had ideas about Sword Pond - whether it was the National Education Academy, the Lishan Sword Sect or the Tiandao Academy, they probably all left some records about the Sword Pond, so they Only then did they go upstream and come here, and they knew each other well about this.

As for the pair of masters and disciples from Qingxu Temple, they have been staring at the pair of sisters from Saintess Peak since they entered the garden. To a certain extent, they are really sophisticated enough.

The world of Zhou Garden is vast, divided into three large areas by three mountain ranges. The famous grassland that no one has ever dared to go deep into is located in the middle. On the edge of the mountains and hills, that is, there are several gardens on the edge of Zhou Garden. Rumor has it that those gardens are Zhou ****'s residence and living areas were most likely to have treasures hidden there, so when ordinary practitioners enter the garden, most of them will search in these places first.

Liang Xiaoxiao said to Qijian: "It's too far and time-consuming to go to those places."

He didn't finish what he said. Qi Jian understood the meaning. In fact, everyone present probably also understood the meaning.

It seems that the Lishan Sword Sect is very convinced about the news about Jianchi, or in the past few decades, the Lishan elders have analyzed something. Of course, Liang Xiaoxiao and Qijian are eager to leave.

In Tianshu Mausoleum, Chen Changsheng often diagnosed and treated Zhexiu. Zhexiu was very familiar with the box, and it didn't take long to prepare the necessary things.

Chen Changsheng ignored what the Lishan Sword Sect brothers were thinking, took the things, squatted on the ground and began to formally treat the injuries of Qingxu Guan Guan.

After the copper needle entered the body, the Qingxu Temple Master's bleeding had stopped. What he needed to do at this time was to suture the wound.

Ye Xiaolian glanced at it and couldn't help but turn pale.

Even the hand of the young Taoist priest from Qingxuguan who was supporting the master was trembling.

As a practitioner, of course I have seen blood, whether it is sparring within the sect or fighting in the world, but it is rare to see a metal needle piercing human flesh.

After sewing up the sword wound on the chest of the master of Qingxu Guan, and then bandaging it with a clean piece of cloth, Chen Changsheng did not end his treatment, but began to use copper needles to clear the area between his chest and abdomen where he had been injured by Liang Xiaoxiao's sword intention. of meridians.

Looking at this scene, everyone's expressions were slightly strange, especially that of Senior Sister Tong from Saintess Peak.

Nanxi Zhai of Saintess' Peak and the Qingzhi Sansi of Kyoto are the best healing sects in the world of spiritual practice. For thousands of years, in the brutal war between humans and demons, women wearing white sacrificial robes can always be seen. They played an extremely important role in this war.

She did not expect that she could actually see such superb medical skills in Zhou Garden today, and Chen Changsheng obviously had not practiced the Holy Light Technique of the state religion.

The riverside was quiet, except for the gurgling sound of running water and the occasional muffled hum of the master of Qingxu Temple.

Everyone looked at Chen Changsheng and did not dare to disturb him.

Zhuang Changyu didn't like this scene. He raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded to Liang Xiaoxiao, and walked upstream into the woods.

Chen Changsheng saw this scene out of the corner of his eye and did not try to dissuade him again.

It didn't take long for him to confirm that the injury of the master of Qingxu Temple should not be serious. He stood up, looked at Qijian and said: "I have to leave too. I have to find a way to find other people, like As you are worried, they may not know about the closure of Zhouyuan. Once a dispute breaks out, they will definitely attack without leaving any way out and be extremely ruthless. Problems will arise and people may die."

Liang Xiaoxiao's expression changed slightly, feeling that his words were directed at her, but she didn't understand that Chen Changsheng was just talking about the matter.

Qi Jian was a little embarrassed and said, "We also have reasons for leaving."

"Understood." Chen Changsheng looked at the pair of junior sisters at Saintess' Peak and said, "Can you please take care of them here temporarily? I should be able to get back before midnight."

Senior Sister Tong was slightly startled. She didn't expect that he would actually make such a request. After thinking about it for a while, she agreed.

She had been attacked by a sneak attack before, but now she had to take care of him. If she was not a disciple of Saintess Peak, she would really not be able to accept it.

Chen Changsheng smiled gratefully, and then he and Zhe Xiu walked downstream of the stream again.

The sun was shining brightly, and much of the gloomy atmosphere in the forest was dispelled.

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In the southeast of Zhou Garden, there is a garden built on the mountain. Rumor has it that this garden was built after Zhou ** was middle-aged, who liked peace and quiet but was happy with the singing of birds, so he built it and named it Panshan Linyu.

Panshanlinyu is not the garden at the entrance of Zhouyuan, but it is closest to the garden gate.

The garden at the gate of the garden has been checked countless times since every practitioner who enters the garden will pass by it first. It is impossible for subsequent practitioners to pick up any leaks, so this year's practitioners after entering the garden , the first thing many people come to is Panshanlinyu.

The birds in the mountains are chirping happily, the water in the garden is silent, the corridors have cornices, and the whitewashed walls and windows follow the iron law defined by human practice. Except for the ritual objects and inheritance, all other original furnishings in the Zhou Garden are not allowed to be tampered with, so even if Hundreds of years later, this place still retains seven percent of its tranquility and nine percent of its nobility.

But in a certain room deep in the garden, there was only fear and uneasiness, and the tranquility and nobility had long been washed away by the smell of blood.

More than ten practitioners surrounded the venue, their expressions very ugly.

A cultivator fell to the ground, with a sword piercing his abdomen, cutting a gash about five fingers wide. He covered it with his left hand, but he couldn't stop the blood from overflowing, and he could even see his intestines being cut. He squeezed out, already dying, and the gray string fuse held in his right hand had already burned out, leaving only some ashes.

Another practitioner looked pale and kept saying: "I didn't mean it. I thought that the attack on Qitong would only hurt him at most. Who would have thought that his true energy was stagnant at that moment and he didn't lift the sword. I really didn’t mean it, and...this gray thread is useless if it’s burned!”

The injured practitioner's abdomen was penetrated and his bleeding stopped, and he was about to die. The faces of the practitioners surrounding him became more and more ugly. What made them most uneasy was why the gray thread had lost its effect. Could it be that people like me really could only watch this man die?

At this moment, several women in white sacrificial robes came to Panshan Linyu, and shouts of surprise and greetings rang out in the garden.

There was a woman who did not enter the house. She stood on the covered bridge and looked at the sun setting in the distance towards the grassland. She was silent and seemed to have discovered something.

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(The next chapter will come out before eleven o'clock.)