Looking at the unconscious Chen Changsheng, Su Li slightly raised his eyebrows, as if deep in thought. This was because of the last sentence he had said, and also because of the many things Chen Changsheng had said and done in the past few days.
In his long journey of traveling the four seas for several hundred years, he had seen many outstanding youths. Some of those youths were geniuses, and some were extremely determined. The youths he admired the most were all currently in the Mount Li Sword Sect.
However, he had never seen a youth like Chen Changsheng.
He had always thought that youths would always have a youthful spirit. The so-called morning sun and morning dew, new butterflies and fledglings, the aura of youthful life was so clear and impassioned. Chen Changsheng also had this sort of temperament, but it was even more indifferent. This youth was also a gust of spring wind, but the wind of early spring was very light, so fresh and refreshing that it made people feel relaxed and happy.
Su Li gazed at the sleeping Chen Changsheng in silence, carefully observing him.
Normally, when a youth was awake, they would often intentionally lower their voice and pretend to be calm and unhurried, so as to obtain the praise of their elders and the admiration of their peers. And when they were asleep, they would return to the appearance of their true age, revealing their innocent and pure side. However, Chen Changsheng was not like this. His eyes and brows were the eyes and brows of a youth, as clear and childish as the tea garden before the rain. However, his expression was still as calm as when he was awake, and even … somewhat sorrowful.
Why was it that even in his sleep, this youth's brows were still furrowed so tightly? What was he thinking? What was he worried about? What was he worried about? If his body always bore a pressure that he could not escape from even in the land of dreams, then why was it that when he was awake, he was so calm and unhurried that no one could feel it at all?
Su Li was very clear that there was definitely something in Chen Changsheng's heart, but he did not want to ask, nor did he want to investigate. It was not that he was not curious, but because there were more important things to do — he raised his head to look at the boundless wilderness. His face was expressionless, his eyes like stars, and the chill gradually increased. The hand that gripped the Yellow Paper Umbrella was slightly looser than before, but it was a more suitable posture for drawing a sword.
The assassin called Liu Qing was currently in the middle of this barren wilderness, and he should be watching this place. The third rank on the continent's ranking of assassins was undoubtedly very frightening to a normal person, but under normal circumstances, it was not enough to make Su Li raise his head to look at him. It was just that the current situation was not normal. Chen Chang Sheng was unconscious and he was heavily injured. No matter how one looked at it, this was the best opportunity for the assassin to strike, unless the assassin decided to continue reciting the doctrine of conservatism.
Su Li was suddenly rather nervous, so the expression on his face became even more indifferent. It had been many years since he had been this nervous, because it had been many years since anyone could threaten his life. He had thought that he had long since seen through life and death, but after Xue He and Liang Hongzhuang appeared, he realized that even with his Sword Heart Illumination, he still could not continue to maintain clarity of mind in the face of death. Perhaps it was because he had just experienced the most difficult test of life and death.
In his life, he had encountered many tests of life and death and defeated countless enemies that seemed undefeatable. Compared to those opponents, people on the level of Xue He and Liang Hongzhuang were not even worth mentioning. However, he was keenly aware that the moment he had been closest to death in his life was not in the snowy plains outside Xuelao City, nor was it by the cold stream in the Longevity Sect. Rather, it was not too long ago in that nameless mountain, when Liang Hongzhuang's dancing clothes were like fire as he threw himself at him.
The reason why that was the moment he had been closest to death was because Liang Hongzhuang would definitely kill him, because Liu Qing was definitely hiding nearby. The most important reason was that he had no way of grasping his fate in his own hands.
Whether it was outside Xuelao City against the shadow of the Demon Lord and the tens of thousands of demon soldiers, or in the cold stream against the ten-odd elders of the Longevity Sect with unfathomable cultivation, he had a sword in his hand, and he could swing it.
As long as he had a sword in his hand, the world was Su Li's. Even if the god of death stood before him, he would not fear it. But … in that moment, he could do nothing. He could only entrust his fate to this youth called Chen Chang Sheng.
Fortunately, this youth had proven that he was very trustworthy.
"This time, I really do owe you a life."
Su Li shook his head as he looked at the faintly creased brow of the sleeping youth.
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The assassin was still hidden in the wilderness. For some reason, he still did not make a move. Perhaps it was because Chen Chang Sheng's performance or identity made him feel some fear, or perhaps it was because Su Li's hand had never left the handle of the Yellow Paper Umbrella.
At dusk, Chen Chang Sheng finally woke up. His face was as pale as snow, and his eyes were not as clear and bright as they usually were. It was like he had a hangover. Fortunately, his sea of consciousness had finally calmed down, so there should not be any danger.
He looked at Su Li, but before he could say anything, Su Li expressionlessly said, "What do you want to say?"
After a moment of silence, Chen Chang Sheng said, "As a junior, I do not know the story behind the events of the past, so it's hard for me to judge right and wrong. Perhaps Senior really did not kill wrongly, but as a son, taking revenge for his father is not wrong. If there is nothing wrong, but you still want to kill and kill, then there must be something wrong with this matter."
Su Li said, "As expected, you're still preaching."
Chen Chang Sheng said, "On the snowy plains, Senior always said that you're not a good person, because you've killed too many people. From this, it can be seen that Senior also knows that killing too many people is not a good thing, so why not change?"
Su Li's eyebrows twitched, and he said with a smile that was not a smile, "But when did I say that I wanted to be a good person? Since you don't want to be a good person, then why change and kill less people? "
Chen Chang Sheng was speechless, and said somewhat helplessly, "Senior, why is there a need to strive to be first in everything, to argue everywhere?"
"A hundred barges vying for the current, wanting to argue but forgetting to speak. If you don't argue, then what kind of life is that?"
Su Li said it very calmly and calmly. Chen Chang Sheng was silent for a very long time. Ever since he woke up, he had always been reading. After knowing that his body was not good, he thought about how to live a little longer. He felt that life was really the best thing in life, that living was the most beautiful thing. He very rarely thought about how to live.
He thought about it, and then no longer continued to think about this question.
He understood that in terms of his view of life, he was a youth from the countryside who could not even eat his fill, while a person like Su Li had eaten fish and meat every day for many years. Now, he began to pursue a light and healthy diet, searching for the meaning of inheritance and spirit in food. They had never been people of the same world. This did not mean that he had any conflict or antipathy towards the people of that world. On the contrary, he was very envious of the people of that world. Because the people of that world were the majority of the people of this world. Living was originally supposed to be like that. At the very least, it was more meaningful than the way some people lived.
"That Mount Li disciple called Liang Xiaoxiao …"
The things that Chen Chang Sheng encountered in the Garden of Zhou, the things that he was willing to talk about, had already been told to Su Li for the most part, and he had also told him about Liang Xiaoxiao. It was just that a few details by the lake had only been completely filled in today.
In his view, since the gate to the Garden of Zhou had reopened, as long as Qi Jian and Zhexiu were still alive, Liang Xiaoxiao would definitely have already been punished. It was just that after experiencing the battle with Liang Hongzhuang, he was somewhat sensitive to the surname Liang, so he had mentioned it for Su Li's consideration. However, he had not imagined that Su Li's reaction would be so great.
Hearing that Liang Xiaoxiao's sword had pierced Qi Jian's abdomen, Su Li's complexion darkened. It was as if a torrential rain was gradually gathering between his brows, and he could send out several bolts of lightning at any time.
Finally, Su Li said, "He will die."
Chen Chang Sheng thought to himself, that's your Mount Li's business, and he really did deserve to die. However, he had not imagined that that damnable Liang Xiaoxiao had already died, and had even used his death to leave behind so many troubles.
Su Li had already guessed why Liang Xiaoxiao would collude with the demons, but this matter involved Mount Li's clean reputation. Crucially, it involved the two bloody cases that he had single-handedly caused in the Longevity Sect and the north, so he was not willing to say too much to Chen Chang Sheng.
"Just how did you see through it?" He turned to Chen Chang Sheng and asked.
This question was naturally asking what method Chen Chang Sheng had used to see through Liang Hongzhuang's Star Domain. If the first sword was a guess, then what about the other seven swords? Every sword did not miss, so it was naturally impossible for it to be a guess. Could it be that he had already learned the Intellectual Sword?
Chen Chang Sheng very carefully thought it over. After confirming the situation at the time, he said, "It really was a guess."
Su Li obviously did not believe it, but from his expression, it definitely did not seem fake. Most importantly, Chen Chang Sheng had no reason to deceive him, and most importantly, Chen Chang Sheng really did not have any reason to learn the Intellectual Sword so quickly.
To be able to guess which star in the sky would move was already an extremely inconceivable matter, and to be able to guess the hole in the Star Domain of a Star Condensation cultivator was even more unimaginable, let alone him guessing seven times in a row.
"If you really relied on luck, then your luck is already so good that it's not just luck."
Su Li looked at him and said, "You are a person with great luck."
Chen Chang Sheng did not understand. He asked, "Luck?"
"What is the most important thing in cultivation?"
"Willpower? Comprehension? "
Su Li shook his head. "No, it's luck. Any expert that can dominate a region in the end, the so-called Saints, are all people with extremely good luck. Because of this, they can escape danger so many times. Of course, luck is only for a moment, while luck is for a lifetime. So they are all people with great luck, including me. "
Chen Chang Sheng thought it over, then asked, "What determines luck?"
"Of course it's fate."
Su Li looked into his eyes and said, "So in other words, your fate is very good."
Hearing this, Chen Chang Sheng actually had nothing to say in response — from the moment he was born, he had been considered to have a bad fate. Who would have thought that now, he would actually be said to have a very good fate? This made him feel somewhat absurd, somewhat comforted, and also somewhat sad.
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Continuing south, the two people and the two deer finally neared Tianliang County, and their learning of the sword also reached a new stage.
After experiencing that battle with Liang Hongzhuang, Chen Chang Sheng was very clear on where his current weaknesses were.
First of all, he needed an even more powerful spiritual sense and willpower. He understood why Su Li had said in advance that only after experiencing it would one have the qualifications to know that using the Intellectual Sword required sufficient strength, because the Intellectual Sword required even more extraordinary energy, or else the person using the sword would not be able to endure that tremendous amount of calculations, and would probably faint before the sword could even strike.
Secondly, if he wanted to defeat a Star Condensation cultivator, he needed to increase his own output. Only like this could he seize that fleeting opportunity and directly deal a heavy blow to his opponent, thus avoiding the situation where eight consecutive strikes were not able to kill Liang Hongzhuang. It must be known that that situation was truly very dangerous. If Liang Hongzhuang had been just a little stronger, able to endure a little longer, Chen Chang Sheng would have collapsed from the shock to his sea of consciousness, and he and Su Li would have undoubtedly died.
As a result, at dusk, by a stream, Su Li began to teach him a second sword style.
"Your output of true essence is too terrible, just like a child holding an embroidery needle. No matter how fast you are, even after stabbing three thousand six hundred holes in your opponent's body, you still won't be able to stab your opponent to death. So a few days ago, I thought of a sword style."
Su Li looked at Chen Chang Sheng in the stream and said, "Do you want to learn it?"
Chen Chang Sheng did not answer, because this sort of thing did not need to be answered. As long as it was a sword user, who would not want to learn the sword from Su Li? Not to mention that this sword style was very clearly designed by Su Li for him. Moreover, he was currently very shocked.
Looking at the middle-aged man by the stream, he opened his mouth, unable to say anything for a long time. According to these words, did it not mean that on that day when he discovered that there was a problem with his output of true essence, Su Li had begun to ponder this problem, and then in just a few days, he had designed a completely new sword style? What was a true genius? What was a grandmaster of the path of the sword? That was it.
Su Li acted like he did not see him and continued to speak. He seemed to calmly introduce this newly created sword style. As for whether or not he was somewhat proud in his heart, one could tell a little from his slightly raised eyebrows.
This sword style was called the Blazing Sword, and it still only had one move. To be more precise, it was a method of using the sword. If the Intellectual Sword was said to help the swordsman see through the weakness of a Star Condensation expert, then the Blazing Sword was said to help the swordsman explode with his sword energy and true essence, allowing him to obtain an enormous boost in a short period of time. Through this, he could deal even greater damage to a Star Condensation opponent.
The two sword styles that Su Li had taught him were both very specific, as if they were specially designed to help him pass through the body.
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