The crowd did not erupt in laughter. For a very long time, there was no sound. It was a very strange feeling.
Suddenly, a squirrel ran past a tree branch beside the spirit path, attracting the attention of a certain lieutenant of the Yulin Royal Guards, causing him to subconsciously let go of the iron spear in his hand. The heavy iron spear fell on the instep of his colleague beside him, making a dull sound.
"Ouch!"
The seemingly frozen atmosphere was broken. The crowd finally awoke from their stupor, expressions of absurdity appearing on their faces.
There was an uproar.
Chen Changsheng's proposal was truly too absurd!
This matter involved the imperial throne of the Great Zhou, the future of the Human race, the materials to be used in the history books, and the lives and deaths of millions of people.
He actually wanted to fight with his master to make a decision?
The battle between Zhou Dufu and the Demon Lord in Luoyang truly had changed the course of history, but that had been a foreign war. If all the disputes of the world could be resolved through such simple methods, how could so many descendants of the Imperial clan have died in the Hundred Herb Garden? How could the Orthodox Academy have become a desolate graveyard twenty-some years ago?
"This is an impossible matter."
Wang Zhice looked at Chen Changsheng and spoke with no hint of mockery, but rather consolation.
Chen Chang Sheng said seriously, "Since we have to prioritize the lives of the world and don't want too many people to die, so that the human race won't be weak and won't give in, then let us fight to determine the winner. In the end, no matter if he or I die, everyone will still be alive. Isn't this the best method?"
The crowd gradually fell silent at these words.
They gazed at the gradually calming plume of dust to the south and the approaching plume of dust. They sensed the hidden killing intent and remained silent.
The absurdity of Chen Changsheng's proposal had been greatly diluted. Although it was still absurd, it also seemed reasonable.
Crucially, Chen Changsheng was right. Whether he died or Shang Xingzhou died, what did it have to do with them?
They were still alive and the capital would be fine. Was this not the most important matter?
Wang Zhice's eyes turned somewhat more profound. "The grand affairs of the world are not child's play, and certainly not a fight between children."
Using a battle to decide the future of the human race was absurd no matter how one looked at it.
Chen Chang Sheng looked at Wang Zhi Ce and said, "Ever since I was young, I've read many books. There are many plots and schemes in the books, but if you look deeper or think more simply, what difference is there between those things and the children fighting in Xi Ning Village? It just depends on whether they're fighting for candy, fish, the world, or the weight of a chapter in the history books. "
Wang Zhice was silent for a very long time.
Before Chen Chang Sheng and Gou Han Shi became famous for being able to read the Scripture of the Way, he was the first genius to read the Scripture of the Way.
The number of books he had read was definitely no less than Chen Chang Sheng's, but it was only today that he began to consider the contents of the books from a different perspective.
Ruling a large country was like cooking a small fish. He had always thought that this was being cautious, but according to Chen Chang Sheng's words, it could be said that there was no need to care at all.
The struggle for hegemony was like a fight between children. There was no need to mention the bloodshed in the palace. One had to know that even killing a fish would cause blood to flow.
Wang Zhice said, "I admit that your view might be reasonable. But your master won't agree. "
While Chen Chang Sheng and Wang Zhice were speaking, Shang Xingzhou had maintained his silence.
He stood in the South Stream Temple sword array, with no intention of breaking it. He calmly gazed into the distance, his thoughts inscrutable.
Chen Chang Sheng knew that Wang Zhice was correct.
He understood Shang Xingzhou's thoughts better than anyone else.
Shang Xingzhou was the world's most cautious, most astute and farsighted person.
He would always plan before taking action. Without absolute confidence, he would not act, and even if he did act, he would not leave behind any traces.
Thus, even those meritorious ministers of the Lingyan Pavilion had died at his hand, yet very few people in the world knew of Daoist Ji's existence.
Thus, in the years after the bloody incident of the Orthodox Academy, not even the Tianhai Divine Empress could find a trace of him.
A person like Shang Xingzhou would never place all his chips in a single battle.
No matter how one looked at it, he was certain to win this battle.
Because what he wanted was a great undertaking that would last for ages, and as long as it was a battle, there would always be uncontrollable contingencies.
How could Chen Chang Sheng convince him?
"When I saw Daoist Wu walk down from the stone wall, I began to think about how I should handle this matter."
At this point, Chen Chang Sheng glanced at Xu Yourong.
It was also at that moment that he knew that Wang Zhice would appear and that she would lose to his master.
He turned to Wang Zhice and continued, "And then, I suddenly thought of a method."
Hearing this, countless gazes fell upon him.
Shang Xingzhou also turned to look at him, apparently wanting to know just what sort of idea he had.
"I know that it will be very difficult for me to convince Master to agree to my proposal."
Chen Chang Sheng said to Wang Zhice, "But you can."
Shang Xingzhou had invited Wang Zhice to the capital so that he could convince Xu Yourong not to engage in a crazy act of mutual destruction.
Chen Chang Sheng had done nothing because he was also waiting for Wang Zhice to appear.
He hoped that Wang Zhice could convince Shang Xingzhou to agree to his proposal.
Yes, the only person that could convince Shang Xingzhou was Wang Zhice.
"And since it's a fight, there's always a need for a referee."
Chen Chang Sheng continued, "In the entire continent, only Sir has the right to be a referee, because Sir's reputation is sufficiently high that everyone trusts in Sir's impartiality."
Wang Zhice was quiet for a few moments, then said, "So you really were waiting for me to appear."
The crowd finally understood Chen Chang Sheng's words and his plans.
Xu Yourong had entered the palace late at night, Prince Chen Liu had gone to Luoyang, and while the capital was in a tense situation, he was in his stone room in the Li Palace, quietly comprehending the path of the sword.
Why? Because he needed to prepare for this battle, because he was waiting for Shang Xingzhou to invite Wang Zhice.
He had been waiting for Wang Zhice this entire time.
He had been waiting for Wang Zhice this entire time.
But why was he so sure that Wang Zhice would help him?
Just because of Wang Zhice's reputation and impartiality?
Wang Zhice looked at Chen Chang Sheng and said, "I don't have a good relationship with your master."
His expression became much colder.
Chen Chang Sheng replied, "I know, but since Sir has come, it means that your relationship isn't as bad as I first imagined."
The vast majority of the meritorious ministers and generals of the Lingyan Pavilion had died at Shang Xingzhou's hands.
Shang Xingzhou was Emperor Taizong's most invisible and terrifying blade.
Wang Zhice did not have a good relationship with Emperor Taizong, and he was also one of the portraits in the Lingyan Pavilion.
Logically speaking, he should have hated Shang Xingzhou.
Chen Chang Sheng used to think this way as well.
But when he discovered that Wang Zhice would accept Shang Xingzhou's invitation to come to the capital, he began to reexamine the relationship between the two.
He recalled that when he was being pursued by the Demon Lord in Mount Han, Wang Zhice had suddenly appeared.
This made him certain that his master and Wang Zhice had always been in contact.
Wang Zhice said, "You're wrong. My coming to the capital has nothing to do with your master."
This goes back to the original sentence.
All the people of the world.
Chen Chang Sheng was rather surprised, but he was not disappointed.
This so-called persuasion was still just a matter of choosing a side.
As long as Wang Zhice was willing to stand on his side, Shang Xingzhou would have to agree to his proposal.
Otherwise, Shang Xingzhou would have to pay an even greater price, a price that he rationally judged to be unbearable.
The problem was, even if Wang Zhice was persuaded and no longer supported Shang Xingzhou, why would he help him?
Or was it because of all the people of the world?
This was admittedly a very powerful reason, but Chen Chang Sheng did not want to say this word.
He had already used this word far too many times today, so many that he felt somewhat uncomfortable.
He looked at Wang Zhice and seriously said, "Because … Daoist Wu will die."
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