Fighter of the Destiny

So be it, no matter whether it ends in the end or not, do the things in front of you first.

Just like Shang Xingzhou said, before everyone's eyes is Xue Lao City.

As we get closer to Xue Lao City, the distance between Chen Changsheng and the car is getting closer and closer. Now it is only more than ten miles, and we can see each other clearly.

It was still a small hillside. There was a dead tree on the hillside. There were a few jackdaws perched on the tree. There was no red in their eyes. They must have never eaten human flesh.

The car was parked under the tree, and the little Taoist priest was squatting on the ground, digging something.

Chen Changsheng suddenly said: "I think Bai He lied to you."

Xu Yourong crossed his arms and put on a single coat. He looked back and said, "What did you lie to me about?"

Chen Changsheng hesitated for a while and said, "I wasn't that good-looking when I was a kid."

Xu Yourong smiled slightly and said, "Are you jealous?"

Chen Changsheng looked at the hillside in the distance and hummed softly.

Xu Yourong said: "Only your senior brother and that person should remember what you looked like when you were a child. Just ask if you have the chance."

Unexpectedly, the opportunity came soon.

That evening, Shang Xingzhou sent a message asking Chen Changsheng to come over.

The master and the apprentice ate a few papayas roasted by the little Taoist priest as their last supper, and then started talking.

At the beginning of this conversation, they did not talk about the nearby Xue Lao City, nor the imminent events in Kyoto, nor reminiscing about the life in the old temple in Xining Town.

The style of this conversation was very similar to Shang Xingzhou's attitude towards the world, and it also had a hint of Chen Changsheng's swordsmanship. There was a deep disdain hidden behind the directness.

"Bai Emperor once said that no one in this continent would trust me. This is where I am inferior to you."

Shang Xingzhou said: "But that's because you are young and have endless possibilities, but I am already old."

There seems to be no logical connection between the two sentences before and after.

Chen Changsheng listened quietly.

“The biggest fear of death is right in front of us, and it’s hard for anyone to get rid of it.”

Shang Xingzhou continued: "I am far inferior to you in this regard. I am very anxious, so over the years, I have been too hasty in some things."

Chen Changsheng confirmed that he understood.

It turns out that there is something else hidden behind the disdain.

This could be considered an explanation, or even an apology. In short, it was something Shang Xingzhou could not say directly.

That's what old people are like.

Chen Changsheng suddenly felt a little sad and did not want to continue this topic.

"I feel like something's not right about this."

Shang Xingzhou is not worried about the rebellion in Kyoto at all, and Chen Changsheng is not particularly worried either. What really needs to be concerned about is Xue Lao Cheng.

The demons were defeated too quickly.

Not only their masters and disciples had this view, but the entire government and the public also felt this way.

In the initial plan, the human race had been prepared to fight for three years or more, but now it was solved in less than half a year.

This made Chen Changsheng feel a little uneasy.

"Black Robe may want to do something, but she will never succeed. People who are used to mysticism don't understand what real strategy is, and will only die in the rat hole of mysticism in the end. Three hundred years ago, if not If Wang Zhice is in the way, your uncle and I have already killed her, so this person is not worth mentioning."

Shang Xingzhou made a very harsh evaluation of the demon strategist who enjoyed great reputation. Not only because he is qualified to comment on each other in terms of strategy and mystery, but also because he and the black robe have been fighting each other for hundreds of years and have vaguely echoed each other, so they are very familiar with each other.

He took out a porcelain bottle and gave it to Chen Changsheng and said: "This medicine is not as effective as Cinnabar Pill, but it is simple to prepare. The main ingredient is the ancestral fire from the ground of Baidi City."

Chen Changsheng was slightly startled when he heard this. He opened the porcelain bottle and smelled it. He was a little unsure and said, "The golden thread in Changchun Temple?"

Shang Xingzhou said: "Not bad."

Chen Changsheng said in confusion: "I did think about using this medicine to control its potency, but..."

Shang Xingzhou said: "I taught you your medical skills, how can you surpass me?"

Chen Changsheng was speechless after hearing this, and then quickly became happy, thinking that no wonder the army's casualties were much reduced this time.

Shang Xingzhou said: "Don't make cinnabar pills anymore. I'm not a woman. What's the point of bleeding every month?"

Chen Changsheng was speechless again and opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.

When Shang Xingzhou saw him like this, he felt a little angry for some reason and said, "It's nothing, let's go."

Still so stern and sometimes very cold.

Chen Changsheng suddenly remembered that when he was a child in the old temple in Xining Town, his master's mood towards him always oscillated between indifference and severity, just like today's conversation.

Sternness is much better than indifference.

Shang Xingzhou was indifferent to Chen Changsheng when he was a child because he was afraid that he would fall in love with the little Taoist priest he raised.

Because he knew that he was using Chen Changsheng.

Later, he hated Chen Changsheng so much because he hated the part of himself related to Chen Changsheng.

Both their master and disciple knew this. They had said it in the Imperial Academy and in the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books back then, and there was no need to say it again now.

Shang Xingzhou should be very happy now, because he doesn't have to worry about falling in love with the little Taoist priest he raised.

Looking at the little Taoist priest whose face was blackened by smoke outside the car, Chen Changsheng thought to himself that you are also happy.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but ask the question.

"Master, wasn't I good-looking when I was a child?"

Shang Xingzhou thought for a while and said, "Not bad."

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"You two students treat you well."

After Chen Changsheng left the hillside, Mr. Tang walked back from the back of the mountain.

In the days since he came to the front line, Mr. Tang did not stay with the Tang family, but with Shang Xingzhou every day.

Shang Xingzhou said: "You don't know how these two thieves forced me ten years ago."

Mr. Tang said with emotion: "That is much more filial than my own grandson. That little beast almost demolished his own ancestral hall."

Shang Xingzhou glanced at him and said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Mrs. Tang looked at him and asked seriously: "Are you okay?"

Shang Xingzhou was silent for a while and said, "It's not very good."

Mr. Tang looked at the old city of Xue under the stars and said, "It's already here, you must wait a little longer."

Shang Xingzhou said: "Those who sent it away with my own hands didn't see it. Of course I want to see it myself."

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The human army did not withdraw south and continued to prepare for the final attack. The West Route Army and the East Route Army separated in a fan shape to clean up the strongholds and military strongholds outside the city. However, the news of the rebellion could not be completely concealed after all, and it spread quickly. The atmosphere in the military camp Getting more and more nervous.

I don’t know if the demon lord in Xuelao City knew about the civil strife of the human race and organized several wolf cavalry counterattacks, but they were resolutely beaten back by the human army. What is strange is that until this time, the demon clan The higher-ups still have no intention of giving up on Xue Lao City, and they don’t know what they are thinking.

At five o'clock in the morning one day, Chen Changsheng woke up, took five breaths to meditate, got up, put on his shoes and clothes under Anhua's service, washed his face and mouth, then walked out of the tent and walked around the hills where the Chinese military tent was located. After a few laps, I looked at the snowy old city in the mist and became stunned.

After Tianshuling defied fate and changed his fate, his life was still simple, simple and healthy, but after all, he no longer followed the rules and practiced as much as he had in the previous ten years.

In fact, he hadn't gotten up so early in a long time.

At six o'clock, Xu Yourong woke up and they had breakfast together.

After finishing two bowls of yellow wheat porridge, Xu Yourong decided to sleep a little longer. Chen Changsheng felt very free and decided to go shopping for a while.

The morning sun gradually emerged and the mist gradually dispersed. There was a slight vibration on his wrist, and then a Luoluo sound came from inside.

Chen Changsheng took another look at Xue Lao City, which was gradually becoming clearer, and headed to the hillside more than ten miles away.

He stood in front of the car and said, "The time has come."

Shang Xingzhou was quiet for a while and then said, "Enter the city."