With some difficulty, he opened his eyes and saw the worried expression on Tang Thirty-Six's face. Chen Changsheng was not surprised at all, but when he saw that Zhexiu's usually indifferent face actually showed some concern, he could not help but be somewhat shocked, and then he had the urge to laugh.
His injuries were not light, and his sea of consciousness was shaken. That was why he fainted.
It was not because of the injuries caused by colliding with the Heavenly Stone Continent that enveloped Mount Han while using the Thousand Li Button, but because of the Demon Lord's distant finger.
At the time, the Demon Lord had been by the stream, far away, and had pointed at him.
He used the Yellow Paper Umbrella to block the Qi, but he was unable to block the terrifying power contained within the Qi.
"You woke up so quickly?"
Tang Thirty-Six saw that he had woken up and was very surprised. He went forward and helped him up.
Zhexiu said, "You woke up really quickly."
Chen Chang Sheng leaned against the headboard of the bed, looked at the two and said, "Why can't I see any excitement on your faces?"
Zhexiu ignored him. Tang Thirty-Six replied, "The Elder of Heavenly Secrets personally came to see you and confirmed that you were fine, so we have nothing to worry about."
Chen Chang Sheng thought back to the moment when he had just woken up and the worried expressions on the faces of the two, he knew that they were just unwilling to admit it, but he didn't point it out, saying: "Elder Tian Ji is sure that I'm fine, but does that mean I'm really fine? You should invite Dean Mao over to take a look. "
Mao Qiuyu was now the archbishop of the Hall of Illustrious Persons, but they were still used to calling him dean.
Tang Thirty-Six said, "Elder Tian Ji can calculate the stars above and the rivers below. He has never been wrong. If he says you are fine, then naturally you are fine."
Chen Chang Sheng was silent for a while and said, "Then did he calculate these things that we encountered?"
Following these words, the room became abnormally quiet. Only the faint sound of communication could be heard from afar.
They were quiet and silent because they all sensed that the events that took place after entering Mount Han had a strong smell of conspiracy. Even more importantly, it was because they thought of that middle-aged scholar.
The image of the middle-aged scholar standing by the stream and looking at the persimmons on the branches had left a deep impression on them.
They knew that it would be difficult for them to forget that scene for the rest of their lives.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Thirty Six looked at Chen Chang Sheng and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure ….. it's him?"
Chen Chang Sheng didn't say anything and slowly nodded.
Tang Thirty Six lowered his head and held his forehead, completely speechless.
He was the sole grandson of the Wenshui Tangs. Even the Tianhai clan did not fear him. He truly did not fear the heavens or the earth. The many stories that had occurred in front of the Orthodox Academy in the capital had already proved this point. Yet when he thought of the identity of that middle-aged scholar, even he felt fear from the bottom of his heart.
"When I was very young, I had a dream."
A voice broke the gloomy atmosphere in the room.
Chen Chang Sheng and Tang Thirty Six looked over.
Zhexiu expressionlessly looked at the two and continued, "It is to kill him."
Chen Chang Sheng was shocked speechless. Ever since he was young, he had been determined to kill the Demon Lord. This was truly …
"Powerful." Tang Thirty-Six looked at him and said sincerely, "You are too powerful."
"But … that's just a dream."
Zhexiu recalled the scene he had seen on the mountain path a few days ago, and his face paled. "I never imagined that I would be able to see him with my own eyes."
Hearing this, Tang Thirty Six was a little angry. He waved his hand to show his disdain, then looked at Chen Chang Sheng and asked, "How did you survive?"
This was what all of Mount Han, even the entire world, wanted to know the most. It was also the most crucial and most incomprehensible aspect of the entire matter. The Demon Lord had not hesitated to be temporarily trapped by the Heavenstone array of Mount Han by the Elder of Heavenly Secrets in order to kill Chen Chang Sheng, so how had he survived?
Through strength, talent, magical artifacts, or willpower?
No, it was the Demon Lord.
No matter how outstanding Chen Chang Sheng was in these aspects, he could not rely on them to escape.
Hearing Tang Thirty-Six's question, Zhexiu did not respond. He only took two steps closer to the bed, clearly very interested in this answer.
Chen Chang Sheng did not immediately answer this question, instead using his eyes to hint at Tang Thirty-Six.
Tang Thirty-Six understood and walked to the door to investigate. Then he took out a magical artifact from his bosom. A faint Qi emerged from it, cutting off any possibility of being spied on.
"I … met a person." Chen Chang Sheng hesitated, then said, "That person might be Lord Wang."
Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu glanced at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
Especially for Zhexiu, a wolf youth with an unswerving will. Besides the name of the Demon Lord, who else could make him lose control of his emotions?
Lord Wang … in this world, there were many people surnamed Wang, and there were also many officials, and there were also many people called Lord Wang. In the past one thousand years, there was only one person who did not need to add any prefix or explanation. Just by directly addressing someone as Lord Wang, everyone in the world would know who he was.
That person was called Wang Zhice.
The room once more became incomparably quiet, and this time, it lasted for even longer.
After some time, Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu finally awoke from their shock.
Tang Thirty-Six sighed, "Lord Wang … as expected, did not die."
Chen Chang Sheng was somewhat surprised. He asked Tang Thirty-Six, "Are you not surprised?"
Tang Thirty-Six angrily said, "Zhexiu and I were just like quails, so how else do you want us to be surprised?"
"But … you just said as expected … could it be that many people have already guessed that Lord Wang is not dead?"
"Of course, the world has always had this saying that Lord Wang is still alive, just living in seclusion."
"But when I read the history books in the Daoist Canon, it's written very clearly that Lord Wang's soul has long since returned to the sea of stars."
"If the words in the history books can be trusted, then even a woman can become an emperor."
"The Tianhai Empress …"
"This is a metaphor … in short, this has always been one of the two great riddles. Many people have always guessed this."
"Two great riddles?" Chen Chang Sheng asked in confusion.
Tang Thirty-Six explained, "It's the final outcome of Zhou Dufu and Lord Wang."
Chen Chang Sheng thought of that empty black sarcophagus in the Mausoleum of Zhou and seemed to understand. "Because no one has ever discovered their remains?"
Tang Thirty-Six replied, "To be more precise, no one even knows if they're dead or not … back then, whether it was Emperor Taizong or those legends of the Lingyan Pavilion, when they finally returned to the sea of stars, many people saw them with their own eyes. Only these two were exceptions."
Chen Chang Sheng thought this over, then said in a very certain tone, "Then, at least one of the riddles has been solved."
Tang Thirty-Six and Zhexiu once more glanced at each other, asking somewhat uncertainly, "You're sure?"
It must be known that this was no ordinary trifling matter. Once the news that Wang Zhice was still alive spread, it would assuredly shock the entire continent.
Chen Chang Sheng nodded, and then he suddenly thought of something and his expression subtly changed.
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