When he returned to Li Palace and talked about Wang Po's departure again, Xu Yourong said something similar.

"The country is dead."

Wang Po gave up the idea of ​​seeking justice from the Great Zhou Dynasty and gave up revenge on the Chen royal family. This was a very difficult thing.

On a spiritual level, this is no different from sacrificing for the country.

Chen Changsheng agreed deeply, and then thought of the last words his senior brother said.

“It’s a great thing to leave at the right time.”

Anyone who sees it, this sentence is about business sailing.

Chen Changsheng did not deny this, but he always felt that this sentence was related to him.

"I might...be gone for a while."

He said hesitantly.

Xu Yourong said: "Reason?"

There are many reasons, such as the sentence just now, such as the stern brother when he taught his junior brother how strict he was when he was practicing calligraphy, which reminded him of his master.

For example, many ministers and people praised him, saying that his senior brothers were becoming more and more similar to Emperor Taizong.

But these reasons cannot be expressed, because they are all his conjectures, without any evidence, and this conjecture is really irresponsible.

He didn't say it, but Xu Yourong knew it.

She said, "Maybe you're thinking too much."

"Yes." Chen Changsheng looked at her and said seriously: "But before Emperor Taizong did those things, he might not be the Emperor Taizong we know. He was the King of Qi that everyone praised. Later, the killing of brothers, killing brothers, and imprisoning his father may have been the choice he was forced to make."

Xu Yourong said, "So?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I don't want him to become the second Emperor Taizong, so... I want to leave."

"If it's just this reason, I don't support it, because it's a completely passive excuse."

Xu Yourong said: "Living should be a collection of active behaviors."

Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said, "I want to leave myself too."

Xu Yourong said those two words again: "Reason?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I want to know where I came from."

From the age of ten, he lived in the shadow of death.

In the Tianshuling, the Saint Queen of Tianhai helped him to rebel against the will of heaven and change his fate. Finally, he no longer had to consider the issue of death every day and was qualified to consider other issues.

In addition to the issue of life and death, the most important problems in life are those three.

Who are you?

Where are you from?

Where are you going?

To answer the third question, you must first figure out the first two questions.

The war with the demon race has not completely ended, but he no longer needs to do anything else.

Shang Xingzhou, Hei Pao said that he was from the Holy Light Continent and he wanted to go there to see it.

"I accept this reason."

Xu Yourong said: "But it shouldn't be too long."

Chen Changsheng said unexpectedly: "Aren't you going with me?"

Xu Yourong said seriously: "I was born in Kyoto."

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Chen Changsheng returned to Xining Town. Until this time, he was still thinking about the last conversation with Yourong, and then he remembered that Tang Sanshiliu's evaluation of Yourong in Liziyuan Inn, Kyoto many years ago - that was a woman who made people have nothing to say.

This answer made Chen Changsheng feel a little relieved, but he forgot that the same was true for Tang Sanshiliu's evaluation of him.

The pope suddenly left, and it was irresponsible if he didn't say it, and it really made people have nothing to say.

In the deep winter, the flowers and trees by the stream have become bald, there are no petals on the water, and there are no books in the old temple.

Chen Changsheng slept in the old temple for a night. He woke up at 5 o'clock the next morning, washed his face with stream water, and walked towards the other side. There was a deeper and deeper fog, and when it was thicker, it turned into clouds. There were streams, vines, frightened deer, and many wild animals with unknown origin.

These are the environments he is very familiar with, and they cannot stop at any time until he reaches the foot of the lonely peak.

A unicorn appeared, her whole body was white, like a spiritual object.

Chen Changsheng looked at it quietly.

He knew that the unicorn had been waiting for him for many years.

"You don't have to be with anyone, you'll be fine."

Chen Changsheng looked at it and shook his head, smiled and said, "Go."

The unicorn left reluctantly, and after walking for more than ten steps, he would look back at him.

Chen Changsheng looked at it quietly without turning around and leaving until it disappeared into the depths of the thick clouds and mist, and continued his journey.

The lonely peak is surrounded by clouds all year round, with a very moist surface, full of moss and endless flowing water.

But for the powerful people in the Holy Land, these are not difficult, just like flat ground.

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Nine days ago, the sun fell into the clouds' tomb and never appeared again.

On the tenth day, Chen Changsheng came to the lonely peak. (Note)

There was nothing here except the sea of ​​clouds, and it was particularly deserted, which made him feel lonely.

He sat on the stone at the top of the peak, took out a fruit, and ate it slowly and seriously.

There were a lot of things in the scabbard, including food. It was prepared by Zhizhi himself and the portion was a lot, but he didn't want anything and just ate a fruit.

Just like he chose to climb, not to come to the peak, this might be the sense of ritual he needed.

After eating the fruit, he looked up at the sky and found that the sky was right in front of him.

He reached out and touched it, and found that the sky felt good, not as hard, smooth, and somewhat elastic as he imagined, like a forgiving face.

He closed his eyes.

Three thousand swords roared out and flew back and forth over the sea of ​​clouds, which seemed extremely joyful. Perhaps they knew they were about to go to another world.

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Chen Changsheng reached the other side of the sky and then fell to the ground.

It doesn't hurt very much, because the ground is covered with green grass, very soft.

This is a grassland hundreds of feet in radius.

Chen Changsheng looked back and saw that the broken space crystal wall was slowly closing, and the color of the sky became lighter and lighter until it disappeared without a trace.

He saw it very clearly that the lonely peak that reached the sky in Middle-earth continent, but it looked directly facing him here.

It turns out that the two continents are not parallel, but vertical.

Middle-earth continent is like a wall here.

The grassland was really small, and I walked out in just a moment.

Outside the grassland is a desert, with white sand forming a world like the white sea.

The nine sun rays are so dazzling.

Chen Changsheng chose a random direction to walk.

One step is several miles.

Soon he met the indigenous people of this continent.

More and more natives.

No one came to ask about his origin, and no one dared to stop him.

The indigenous people looked at him in awe, separated like a tide until the altar was exposed.

The weather was really hot, but the monk in white sat on the altar, letting the sunlight be exposed.

Back then, Chen Changsheng once met him by the stream in Xining Town with the soul of the Saint Queen of Tianhai.

"I'm about to die, my qi and blood are exhausted, so it's a little cold."

The monk in white explained to him.
To be continued...