Way of Choices

Xu Yourong said a few days ago, if you want to know the situation in Tianshuling, you can ask people. Even if the Queen Mother didn’t say it, someone would know, since it’s a matter of Tianshuling, who else in this world can know better than this person? This man has been sitting in the Heavenly Book Tomb for hundreds of years.

She and Chen Changsheng walked through the clear channels and came to the pavilion to salute the man under the pavilion.

There are few people in the world who are qualified to make her and Chen Changsheng salute at the same time, but the man under the pavilion is different after all.

The first **** on the mainland will be young, with a very high age, the oldest age, and a deep state. It has been infinitely close to the sacred field many years ago. It is invincible on the battlefield. Today, the only legend in the world can be compared with those legendary gods. The rivers of the rivers are incomparable, and even the current storms of all directions dare not say that they will win him.

The most awe-inspiring thing is that this man, who has been guarding the Heavenly Book Tomb for hundreds of years, has not left, as if to sit here until the end of his life.

"Hello, I'm Xu Yourong. I was ordered by my family teacher to come and ask my seniors a few questions."

Xu Yourong looked at the man in the armor and said softly.

Because of being covered, there was no way to confirm whether the man in the armor opened his eyes, but Chen Changsheng saw clearly that some dust in the gap of the armor suddenly flew up, flying like a tiny moth in the sun, At the same time, I felt very clearly. A pair of eyes like an iron gun fell on myself and Xu Yourong.

"Who is your teacher?"

An old voice came from the depths of the armor, as if with rust stains on it, it seemed extremely vicissitudes.

Xu Yourong said, "I am from Nanxizhai."

Nanxizhai is divided into outer gates and inner gates, but only contemporary saints or descendants can walk in the world under the name Nanxizhai.

The light of the winter falls on the surface of the armor, without adding warmth, but appears more chilly, just like the sound from the armor.

"Why doesn't she come by herself?"

"The teacher said, her seniors couldn't answer that question, but now they can't answer it, so I left this opportunity to me."

"Then ask."

"How many Tianshu monuments have been taken away in the Tianshu Mausoleum?"

Xu Yourong's eyes fell on the armor of the **** general, separated by flying dust and the light of winter, very calm and gentle.

But her problem is that it is so direct and cold, as if this divine road at the southern foot of the Tianshuling Mausoleum would directly pierce the sky.

Chen Changsheng glanced at her, thinking that the sweating **** would withstand the Tianshuling for hundreds of years, and guarding the gods and secrets of the Tianshuling. There are many heavenly steles that are not in the Tianshuling, but are lost outside. There is no doubt. It is the biggest secret of Tianshuling, how could he answer you?

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the old and cold voice came from the armor.

"Twelve seats."

Hearing this answer, Chen Changsheng was a little surprised. The first is that the **** of sweat will actually be willing to answer this question, and the second is the answer itself.

He and Xu Yourong glanced at each other and saw each other's surprises-twelve heavenly books monuments were left outside?

"Is it all taken by that person?" Xu Yourong looked at the man under the pavilion and continued to ask.

"Eleven."

"Then there is another one?"

"The emperor Taizu took it."

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng remembered Wang Zhice's note hidden in Ling Yan Pavilion.

In his notes, Wang Zhice once mentioned that Taizu was imprisoned in the palace in his later years, indulged in sensuality, and finally gave him something...

"Zhou Du|fu took away the Tianshu monument, so did Qianling say?"

"Good, so now the Tianshu Mausoleum is actually 13 Mausoleums."

A broken stele is a boundary stele, and twelve steles are naturally 13 tombs. This is not a particularly difficult calculation problem. (Note)

"Those heavenly steles...where are they now?"

Xu Yourong finally asked the most critical question.

Before coming to the Shinto Pavilion, she and Chen Changsheng thought that all the heavenly steles were in their hands, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Where is the Tianshu Tablet taken by that person? No one knows."

Hearing the sound from the armor, Chen Changsheng bowed his head and said nothing, thinking he knew it.

"But there is a heavenly stele...it should be in the hands of the devil."

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong were finally shocked.

The mountain was silent, and the clear shallow water in the ditch was flowing slowly, and there was no sound.

"What's the use of them stealing these books?"

"First of all, this has exceeded the scope of my original promise of Nanxizhai, and secondly, if I knew, why did I sit here for hundreds of years?"

After saying this, there was no more sound.

The winter wind roared inside and outside the pavilion, carrying the dust on the armor, and disturbed the chilly cold light. The **** would become a statue again.

Leaving the pavilion and returning to Xunmei's small courtyard, Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong looked at the plum blossoms outside the fence and were silent for a moment.

"There were eleven heavenly steles in the first four weeks around Zhou Tomb. If the heavenly steles that Wang Zhice got from the Emperor Taizu were not originally there, it means that we all guessed wrong at first. The garden took the heavenly stele, so that Zhou Du|hu had to use Wan Jian to suppress the people, not the king's policy, but the devil."

"That heavenly stele is now in the hands of the devil, and eleven are in our hands."

Xu Yourong turned and looked at him and said softly, "You don't need to worry too much."

Except for Chen Changsheng, only she has seen the ten heavenly steles around Zhou Ling in this world, and the black stone that Chen Changsheng took from the sword sheath. Now that Zhou Yuan has restarted, Chen Changsheng should have eleven Heavenly Book Tablets in hand, but that night he was out of ten by the imperial palace window.

Xu Yourong never asked him where there was a Tianshu monument, she probably guessed it, and even if it was evenly divided by Chen Changsheng, they should have been ten, the emperor Taizu secretly gave Wang Zhi's policy, and then passed it to Chen Changsheng The black stone in his hand was originally what he brought into Zhou Yuan, his own thing.

"I never worry about getting lost in a world that I have not yet been able to enter."

Chen Changsheng looked at her and said, "I'm just worried that you will be under some pressure that I don't need to bear because of me."

This is an issue they have never discussed.

Xu Yourong is a contemporary Southern Saint. She has been regarded as the future leader of the human world since she was a child. She has been used to living with a sense of responsibility since birth.

In the snow temple of the sun setting grassland, she once told him that this kind of life is indeed a bit tiring, but she is used to it. The reappearance of the Tianshu monument is very important to the human world, and may even affect the strength comparison between humans and demons. With her heart in the arms of the world, if this matter is not related to Chen Changsheng, she would have already announced this matter to the world, and then put these Tianshu monuments back into the Tianshu Mausoleum.

On that snowy night, Chen Changsheng brought the five stone beads into her hands before thinking of the problem.

He did not want her to bear such pressure.

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(Note: In fact, in order to get enough of the Ming Tombs, I still checked it very seriously. Then, see you at 8 o'clock in the evening, I am really ready to save the manuscript and break the rhythm.)

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