In the spring of the 33rd year of Xin, many things happened.
First, the Emperor of the Great Zhou issued a decree, requesting that the Li Palace quickly elect a new Pope. This matter caused a huge uproar. Very few people knew that after the decree was issued, the emperor sat on the throne in a daze for a very long time. Then, he had his junior brother write a letter to Holy Maiden Peak.
The Road of Peace was also very lively. The Prince of Zhongshan, because the zhajiang noodles didn't taste right, was cursing the new cook into a pile of cow dung. Not far away, in the Xue Estate, Xue Yejin, who had obtained second place in the Grand Examination, had left the Mausoleum of Books. The first thing he did was to be brought around by his mother to go on blind dates. Every night, he would sigh and moan. Meanwhile, Zhou Tong's secret residence next to the Xue Estate had been secretly taken over by Mo Yu. Recently, after the court session ended, her favorite thing to do was to discuss with the Prince of Louyang how to make pickled radishes. It seemed like she really was pregnant.
The former Lord Feng Guijun of Xunyang City had remained in Xuelao City this entire time. It was said that he was studying opera singing. The fruits of the demon race's civilization were impolitely shared with the entire world by the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the most precious research notes of Grand Scholar Tungus were split between the Imperial Court and Mount Li. Up until now, Gou Hanshi had not left the main peak for three years. Day and night, he was accompanied by those research notes. Qiushan Jun, on the other hand, only looked at them for three days. Then, ignoring his father's pleading, he left alone and went to the distant cold snowfield. By the time Guan Feibai learned of the news and rushed back from Wenshui, he could no longer see Chen Changsheng, nor did he have the chance to ask his Eldest Brother about the contents of the letter he had written to Liang Banhu.
No one knew that Qiushan Jun had gone to the Northern Sea, where he had found Mountain Men Yichun and Jingbo. He did not hide his intentions. He told the two Hillmen that he planned to live by the North Sea for many years and wait for them to die of old age. Then, he would dissect and study their bodies with Grand Scholar Tungus's notes, hoping to find a way to allow the demon race to continue reproducing. The two Hillmen were not angry, nor did they think that he was a lunatic. They smiled and agreed to his request.
The next morning, when Qiushan Jun saw Nanke, he found out that she had already lived here for several years, but it seemed that her illness had not recovered, and had instead worsened.
He smiled and said, "What a coincidence. I've recently learned a sword song. Do you want to listen?"
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Everything in the world was good except for Tang Thirty Six.
No matter how arrogant he was in Wenshui City, he couldn't show off his abilities, and when he returned to the capital, he couldn't stand Zhexiu and Qi Jian's display of affection. The Old Master's body was healthy and it was clear that he wouldn't die for another few decades. His father's poison had already been completely cured, so he could at least live for another few hundred years. What could he do?
He went to the Peach Blossom Mountain outside the city, entered the Peach Blossom Nunnery, and ordered a cup of peach blossom tea. He sat there for three autumns, but all along he did not receive any reply.
Luoluo didn't have a good life either. In spring, she was officially conferred the title of Crown Princess, but it did not affect her life much. Other than reading, practicing, and painting pear blossoms, the thing she did most often was to look at the sea of clouds. Her fingers subconsciously rubbed the stone with a lonely expression.
Xuan Yuan Po didn't continue to lead the army, nor did he follow Jin Yu Lu to farm. He became Luo Luo's bodyguard.
As Luo Luo stood by the round window, staring at the sea of clouds in a daze, he was also staring at her in a daze. He knew that Her Highness would not remain here for too long, because Her Highness truly was bitterly cultivating. And on the day that she crossed that threshold, Her Highness would assuredly go to that world to find Chen Changsheng.
In the twilight, the Tong River was as beautiful as a golden belt.
Life in the small village was still peaceful and leisurely.
The green bamboo tile toppled onto the mahjong table, eliciting cries of surprise.
All of them.
Xu Yourong calmly gazed at the bamboo tile and suddenly said, "It feels pretty good."
The woman and the other two mahjong players were just about to say a few words when they suddenly felt that something was wrong.
She didn't seem to be talking about the mahjong tiles.
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The clouds that perpetually shrouded Holy Maiden Peak suddenly scattered. Countless rare and strange birds flew over from all over the continent as if on a pilgrimage.
An autumn rain washed the Tong River, and every place in the world sensed it.
Wang Po stood under the wutong tree and gazed in the direction of South Stream Temple. He sighed, "Extraordinary."
He was keenly aware that Xu Yourong had not left with Chen Changsheng not because South Stream Temple had too many matters to attend to, or because the general situation of the world had yet to be settled.
She was just not convinced. She wanted to leave on her own.
Chen Changsheng had broken into the Divine in Xuelao City for various reasons, and the process could not be repeated.
In truth, Xu Yourong had been the youngest to enter the Divine Domain.
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Before leaving, Xu Yourong received a letter from the capital.
The handwriting was very clean, somewhat similar to Chen Changsheng's, and also somewhat similar to Yuren's.
The contents of the letter were a copy of Yuren's original words.
"In three years, I will abdicate and bring him back to replace me."
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Someone had left this world even earlier than Xu Yourong. She had also gone to find Chen Changsheng.
The black-clothed girl walked out of the abyss and gazed at that majestic fortress of ice. She listened to the shouts coming from the walls, her face filled with confusion.
If she had heard correctly, those people were shouting 'dragon riders', but weren't those lizards flying through the snowstorm?
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Chen Changsheng squatted by the stream and used a handkerchief to carefully wipe away the beads of water. Rising, he walked through the forest, over the fence, and toward that distant building.
His hair had already been cut short and slightly curled. It was impossible to comb it into a Daoist bun, but it still looked very refreshing.
The clothes he wore were immaculately clean, a stark contrast to those of the other magic apprentices.
Perhaps it was for this reason that both the professors of the academy and the aunties on the ranches liked him.
Chen Changsheng was currently an ordinary magic apprentice.
In the Duchy of Graycastle, there were tens of thousands of magic apprentices like him.
He was not worried that someone would discover his secret and know that he came from another world, even though this academy had many outstanding magi and even two archmages.
In the academy, his performance was extremely ordinary. Whether it was the ripples of magic energy or the strength of his mental strength, there was nothing special about him.
If he wanted to, those weak ripples of magic energy could vanish at any time and he would truly become an ordinary person.
Even if God saw him, they would probably be unable to discover his true identity, because he had truly achieved concealment.
The moment he arrived on the Sacred Light Continent, he realized that the world here was filled with Sacred Light.
This Sacred Light and the Sacred Light in his body had always been the same thing, so the two naturally blended together. This also meant that he had truly become one with the world.
Yes, he was currently in the Concealed Divinity Realm, the same realm that the Tianhai Divine Empress had reached.
If other humans came to the Sacred Light Continent, they would probably not receive such a terrifying boost in strength, but they would still become much stronger.
The world was filled with energy.
Several years ago, Su Li's ability to cleave open the spatial path with a single strike of his sword was presumably related to this.
Although his sword had also been very formidable in the Central Continent, it had probably not reached this level of power.
In the Forsaken Land, he had once wondered why God did not break open a spatial path from Sangharama Temple, since it was a spatial fissure.
Wang Zhice had told him that it was because God could not guarantee that this spatial path would be one-way.
Now he understood the reason.
God was afraid.
He was afraid that humans would come to the Sacred Light Continent.
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Dusk fell on the window.
Chen Changsheng walked to the window and gazed at the lawn on the perimeter of the academy.
On the lawn, many teachers and students were on their way to eat dinner. Seeing him by the window, they all warmly greeted him.
As he looked at these people, he suddenly felt a little reluctance.
It was time to leave.
In the last few years, he had been studying very earnestly in the academy. He had already grasped the history, magical knowledge, geography, and culture of the entire continent.
Moreover, based on his calculations, Yourong should be coming soon.
The world was so big that he was worried that she would not be able to find him.
He had once inquired about Su Li's whereabouts, but he had come up empty-handed. He had not even heard of that cardinal he had coincidentally captured.
The only person who could so perfectly conceal their whereabouts and information could only be that assassin leader.
Of course, there was also the possibility that the Church was deliberately sealing off information.
He decided to go to the Holy City and see the situation of the Church.
Most importantly, he was sure that Xu Yourong would go to the Holy City.
Because the Pope was there.
The Holy Emperor and the Pope were the most powerful people in the Sacred Light Continent. No one could be sure who had the greatest authority.
What was certain was that the Pope was the most powerful person in the Sacred Light Continent.
He was called the man closest to God.
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If one used the fastest carriage to travel from Green Bow County to the Holy City, it would take one and a half months. It could be considered a very long journey.
Many travelers were used to stopping at La Roselle Monastery to rest and replenish their food.
Chen Changsheng gazed at the mashed potatoes, hard black bread, and fried fish on his plate and began to miss home like never before.
After casually eating dinner, he returned to his room and carefully washed his face and rinsed his mouth. At ten o'clock, he promptly went to bed and began to sleep, waiting to wake up at five.
Strangely, perhaps because the moon outside the window was too pale, or because the final cries of the autumn cicadas were too mournful, he did not fall asleep.
Gazing at the frosty moon in front of his bed, he decided to pick up Yourong and accompany her for a stroll. Then he would go back and not wait for Luoluo and the others.
He had made his decision, but he still could not calm down. He still could not sleep.
Chen Changsheng did not wave his hand and kill all the autumn cicadas around the monastery, nor did he summon a dark cloud to block the moon. Instead, he put on a set of clothes and took a stroll outside the courtyard.
Unknowingly, he had walked into the deepest part of the monastery. It was a stone fortress, and without any light, it seemed particularly sinister.
To someone at the Concealed Divinity Realm, there was no such thing as unknowingly. He had long since sensed that something was wrong, but he had not wanted to pay attention to it.
Besides the Pope and a few other existences, there was no one in this world that could threaten him. Traps and ambushes were even more meaningless.
There was an array beneath the stone fortress, and the weeds were filled with invisible threads of magic. Even experts at the level of an archbishop or a Sacred Knight could not pass through it.
Chen Changsheng heard a cry for help.
The cry for help came from the dungeon. Pushing aside the weeds, he could see a very small air vent.
There were no lights in the dungeon, but he could clearly see the inside.
The person locked in the dungeon wore a metal mask that had been welded shut and wore tattered clothes.
When the pale moonlight fell on the metal mask, it seemed even more terrifying.
Weeds grew in the cracks of the metal mask.
It was unknown how many years this person had been locked up here.
When the prisoner saw Chen Changsheng, he was ecstatic to the extreme, even going a little crazy. He constantly used his metal head to bang against the wall.
Chen Changsheng calmly looked at him, waiting for him to calm down.
"Teacher, save me!"
The man in the metal mask leaned against the air vent and pleaded with a trembling voice.
Chen Changsheng asked, "Who are you?"
The man in the metal mask said, "I am Augustus."
Chen Changsheng asked, "You were waiting for me?"
It was obvious that someone had done something to the monastery to purposely lead Chen Changsheng here.
To be able to silently influence Chen Changsheng's judgment, it must be said that the person was at an unfathomable level.
Chen Changsheng also smelled something familiar from this arrangement, so he was in a good mood and was willing to listen to what the man was going to say.
"A prophet who called himself a traveler once told me that as long as I waited patiently and sincerely prayed, you would come and take me as your student and save me."
The man in the metal mask was obviously not lying.
A traveler, only that person would do such a thing out of boredom.
"How did you know that person was me?"
Chen Changsheng asked.
The man in the metal mask said with some excitement, "Completely ignoring the prohibition set by that evil Richelieu, it must be you!"
Chen Changsheng remembered that the cardinal named Richelieu was a supporter of the Holy Emperor.
"Who are you?"
The man in the metal mask said, "My name is indeed Augustus. I was once a Holy Knight, the twin brother of the Holy Emperor. I have been imprisoned here for many years …"
At the end, his voice once again trembled, seeming to be in great pain and full of resentment.
His eyes obviously did not have these emotions, but were full of hope and nervousness, afraid that Chen Changsheng would leave like this. There were tears in his eyes.
A very simple sentence could be used to deduce a very common palace story.
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "I want to go to the Holy City, we may not be going the same way."
The man in the metal mask said anxiously, "It must be the same way! It must be the same way! Even if you want to go to hell, I will follow you without hesitation! "
Chen Changsheng said, "What if the place I want to go to is the Kingdom of God?"
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