At this time, Zhexiu was imitating loneliness by the window and missing someone. Suddenly listening to this, he was stunned and naturally remembered many things - the hard battle in the Xichen Tower during the Great Court trial battle, when his hand hit his opponent's chest and abdomen, the shame and anger that appeared between his eyebrows and eyes, and the life on the same roof in the Tianshu Mausoleum later made him vaguely guess something, but he didn't dare to believe it. Until he met again in Zhouyuan, he ran towards the setting sun on his back.

Thinking of these things, the corners of his lips slightly raised and a warm smile appeared.

Tang Sanshiliu had never expected that he would see such emotions on the face of the wolf boy who was known for his coldness and violence. He could not help but be stunned for a moment, covering his forehead and thinking, what was wrong with this world? Xu Yourong and Chen Changsheng really started dating, and Zhexiu was actually thinking about the spring!

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"Tang Tang looks very much like a person."

"Senior Su Li."

Chen Changsheng naturally gave the accurate answer and smiled at Xu Yourong.

At this time, they had left the National Education College and came to Baihua Lane outside the courtyard. There was snow in the sky. They were holding yellow paper umbrellas, so it was difficult for people to see them.

In fact, since we met on Fusui Road yesterday, Chen Changsheng wanted to ask why the yellow paper umbrella was in her hands, and we should know that the umbrella belonged to him. However, no matter how he was not familiar with the world, he knew that he could not ask this question before, so he had to endure it.

They held umbrellas and walked along the east bank of Luoshui in the wind and snow. They passed through Baliu Lane and came to Naihe Bridge. They naturally remembered the battle yesterday.

"If I had known at that time that the opponent was you, the result might have been a little different?"

Standing in the middle of the snow bridge, Chen Changsheng asked softly as he looked at the direction she was walking towards yesterday.

Xu Yourong said: "From the beginning, you never thought about winning."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said, "Because of the matter of termination of the engagement, I always feel that something is not suitable for you."

Xu Yourong smiled slightly and said nothing.

"Your level is above me, so it's hard for me to win, and... I don't like being arranged to do things."

Chen Changsheng turned around and looked at Ligong in the distance in the snow.


He practices Taoism and does what he wants. His life is not good, so he must take it even more in his own hands.

"No one likes the feeling of fate being arranged." Xu Yourong looked at the palace in the other direction in the snow, "But yesterday I did want to fight you, because I want to know how far your sword is now, and I want to beat you upright once, I don't like the feeling of losing."

She said something similar in the bull bone shop on Fusui Road last night, but today she said it more seriously and more upright without any falsehood.

The two walked under the snow bridge. When the snow fell, there were not many pedestrians on the bridge. There were only a stall carrying candied haws and were surrounded by some people. It seemed a bit lively. Most of them were idle men in Kyoto. At this time, they were still talking about the battle yesterday and talking a lot of gossip.

——For example, engagement, mercy, mercy, mercy, and even some more inconspicuous teasing.

Those idle men didn't know that the two sides of the battle they were talking about were by their side at this time.

Xu Yourong lowered his head slightly, Chen Changsheng raised his head slightly, and walked past the snow bridge again, but this time he was no longer an opponent, what was that?

The snow is getting bigger and stronger. Although it is not violent, it is becoming more and more charming. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street. The snow accumulated along the eaves and wells is getting thicker and thicker. The streets and alleys of Kyoto have become white. The exposed architectural nature seems to be clean lines on white paper, which is very beautiful.

The snow on the stone pillar of Ligong seemed to be a slender stone man wearing a white hat.

The Heavenly Book Mausoleum is still lush, but the Shinto Chengxue seems to have turned into a condensed waterfall.

There was no one disturbing the courtyard of Liziyuan Inn, and it was very quiet. Looking at the snow like a felt, I couldn't bear to step on it, so I stood in the corridor and looked at the tree in the middle of the courtyard, talking about my excitement when I was reading the rubbings of the Heavenly Book Monument here two years ago, and the bamboo dragonfly.

Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong spent a whole day walking around Kyoto, going to many places, and saying a lot.

Most of the time, he was not good at speaking and told her where this place was, where this place was, the loneliness of Lingyan Pavilion, and the night pearl on Gan Terrace. He was very serious as a tour guide, wanting to make her have a happier trip.

Xu Yourong was always listening quietly, with a smile on the corner of her lips.

Whether it is the Heavenly Book Tomb or the Imperial Palace, she is a place where she has been tired of playing since childhood. The stone pillars of the palace are even the slide she used to slide when she was a child.

She didn't need a teenager who had lived in Xining Town since childhood to explain these things.

Chen Changsheng knew these things, but forgot.

She knew he must have forgotten, but she didn't want to remind him.

In the evening, they finally walked back to Baihua Lane. Outside the backyard wall of the National Education College, Chen Changsheng wanted to hand her the yellow paper umbrella, but she shook her head.

"This umbrella was asked by Uncle Su to give you."

Chen Changsheng was very happy and thought that he and Senior Su Li had argued about this matter for tens of thousands of miles. Now it seems that it was the Senior who realized his mistake after all.

He put his spiritual sense into the handle of the umbrella, suddenly found a problem, and asked in surprise: "Where is the sword in the umbrella?"

The foundation of the yellow paper umbrella is the only sword of the Lishan leader who broke through the sword pool in thousands of years and returned to the world, and the sword of the sky that was famous on the mainland.

On the snowy field of the Demon Realm, Su Li pulled out the sword from the umbrella, killed the demon general with one sword, and then cut open a path of life with another sword. It was so majestic.

But now the sword covering the sky is obviously no longer in the umbrella.

"Uncle Master said, you can give it to you an umbrella, but the sword that comes out of Lishan cannot give it to you. He put the Sky-Crossing Sword..."

Xu Yourong paused and continued, "Leave it to the senior brother."

She did not explicitly say that she gave it to the senior brother in the Lishan Sword Sect, but Chen Changsheng knew that what she was talking about must be Qiushan Jun.

This is the first time he and she mentioned Akiyama-kun's name.

Chen Changsheng felt a little uncomfortable, either because she was natural when she said the word "Senior Brother", or because the name has always been placed with her name in the past few years, or because she practiced Taoism and grew up with him, in fact, it is indeed more familiar to him and her.

"What's wrong?" Xu Yourong turned his head and looked at him and asked.

Chen Changsheng looked down at the umbrella in his hand, as if he was studying something, and responded casually: "Nothing."

The two of them seemed a little confused, but in fact they knew everything.

"Uncle Su wants me to bring you two more letters."

Xu Yourong took out two letters from his arms and handed them to him.

For some reason, her brows frowned slightly as she pinched the envelope with her fingers.

The moment Chen Changsheng received the letter, he felt as if his fingertips were stabbed by needles. He felt ache in his heart. He quickly mobilized his spiritual consciousness and forced himself to suppress the urge to throw away the envelope.

These two letters contain such a terrible sword intent!

He glanced at Xu Yourong in shock.

Xu Yourong nodded and pointed to the two letters in his hand and said, "Uncle Su said that you can take apart the letters in the yellow envelopes at any time. You can keep the letters in the black envelopes well. If you encounter anything that cannot be solved in the future, then take them apart."

In Zhou Garden, the sword intent of the Zhatian Sword reunited with the sword body. Outside Zhou Garden, Su Li reunited with this sword. The great master of the swordsmanship had improved again because of this opportunity. I don’t know how strong his cultivation in the swordsmanship is.

He no longer needed the Sky-Chain Sword. He wanted to travel with the Saint, so he left the Sky-Chain Sword to Qiushanjun and returned the yellow paper umbrella to Chen Changsheng.

This seems fair, but in fact, although the yellow paper umbrella is an extremely powerful defensive magic weapon, how can it be compared with the famous sword of the sky?

However, Chen Changsheng had no complaints. After all, the Zhatian Sword is the sword of the head of Lishan, and it should be natural and righteous.

He carefully put away the two letters, thinking about the senior who had been away from him, and suddenly felt a little emotional and missed.

Returning from the snowy land of the Demon Realm, he and Su Li have experienced a lot together. Although the realm and seniority of the two are extremely different, they can be regarded as friends who have forgotten their ages.

"Where did he and the Saint go?"

“A very far away.”

"Daxizhou?"

“A place further away than Daxizhou.”

This answer is somewhat unexpected, but it is reasonable.

For ordinary people on the mainland, Daxizhou, which is lonely overseas, is already the farthest place, but Su Li has traveled in the world for hundreds of years and must have been there.

Now, for the sake of the future of mankind, he has given up all his grudges, love and hatred in great ease, and has taken the saint to stay away, of course, he has to go further.

But, is there any place farther than Daxizhou?

Chen Changsheng remembered some very obscure records he had seen in the Daozang, and looked at Xu Yourong and asked in surprise: "Is there really another continent?"

The records about other continents in Daozang are not personal experiences of travelers. They are written very vaguely, and they are more like some kind of conjecture.

Reading the Taoist sect thoroughly does not mean that you can know everything in the world, because there are many things that are inconvenient and cannot even be recorded in words.

Xu Yourong is a contemporary saint. Since childhood, she lived and studied in places like Ligong, Imperial Palace, and Nanxizhai. She naturally knew more.

"It should be the Holy Light Continent." She said to Chen Changsheng: "I heard from the teacher that on the other side of the Star Sea, there is a continent that is extremely distant on the other side. The world is bathed in light and lives a life that is very similar to us, but the Star Sea cannot be crossed. If you do not pass through the Star Sea, there is an extremely strong spatial barrier between the two continents. Only the strongest who step into the sacred realm will have the opportunity to break this barrier and enter the other's world."

Chen Changsheng was very surprised and asked, "Are you sure?"

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