The head of the Qiushan clan was somewhat shocked. He asked, "Although I don't know who set up this trap, I do know how this matter has anything to do with you?"
Qiushan Jun placed the roasted fish on the rock and very seriously explained, "Sir, if this trap succeeds, doesn't that mean Chen Changsheng is very stupid?"
The head of the Qiushan clan said, "Chen Changsheng might have some talent in the path of the sword, cultivation, and knowledge, but in terms of intelligence, he's not even worthy of carrying your shoes."
Qiushan Jun somewhat helplessly said, "I'm not planning on going up the mountain, so you don't need to think about using these methods to stall for time."
The head of the Qiushan clan beamed and said, "Stupid."
This was still an answer to the previous question.
Qiushan Jun said, "Everyone knows that Yourong likes Chen Changsheng very much. If Chen Changsheng really is a crude and stupid guy, then wouldn't Yourong also seem very stupid?"
The head of the Qiushan clan thought it over, then said, "This kind of deduction doesn't have much logic, but it doesn't stop some people from really thinking this way."
Qiushan Jun said, "Then it's settled. If Yourong is very stupid, then as someone who likes her, isn't I even more stupid?"
The head of the Qiushan clan was speechless. He said, "Even if you want to help Chen Changsheng break out of this trap, you don't have any proof. Are you going to use up your own reputation like you did in Wenshui City? It's not easy to raise a reputation. You can't casually throw it away on these small matters, not to mention that guy is your opponent."
Qiushan Jun laughed and said nothing more, beginning to focus on eating the roasted fish.
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At the peak of Holy Maiden Peak, clear light shone. A light breeze rustled the ivy on the stone walls, causing it to rustle. Then, a lot of rustling sounds came from the dense forest. Countless spirit beasts popped their heads out from the underbrush and pine needles. They opened their black eyes and looked at the direction of the stone wall. It seemed as if they knew that something big was about to happen. Countless rare birds flew over from the thousands of green mountains of the Luo Mei Mountain Range. They flew around the peak of the mountain, forming a beautiful ribbon.
In the depths of the cave on the other side of the stone wall, the crystal stones that were spread on the ground like grains of sand were still shining with a dazzling luster. The flat bed that was carved from a piece of cold jade was even more eye-catching than the crystal stones on the ground, but what truly attracted everyone's attention was the beautiful woman sitting cross-legged on the jade bed.
Xu Yourong was meditating with her eyes closed. Her skin was as white as snow, so delicate that it seemed as if it could be broken by the wind. Under the reflection of the crystal pearls in the cave, her skin seemed to be transparent. Her slender eyelashes quietly rested on them, just like the first few green leaves of the camphor trees between the peaks and cliffs, extremely beautiful.
She didn't know what specific moment it was. It should have been when the breeze brushed against the green vines outside the stone wall. Her slender eyelashes seemed to also be brushed, and she gently blinked. Then she woke up. When she first woke up, her pair of moving eyes still had some remnant emotions, looking as innocent and naive as a child.
Time flowed through her mind and body like water, and the slight feeling of loss in her eyes gradually faded, returning to her usual indifference and calmness. She was like a mountain forest that had been washed by the drizzle of the Qingming Festival, brimming with a sense of freshness. As long as one glanced at it, it seemed as if they would never want to leave.
Her gaze fell on the Fated Star Plate in front of her. The complicated paths of the stars on the Fated Star Plate began to revolve on their own, noiselessly combining and dispersing. In a very short period of time, over thirty different star diagrams had been drawn up, and the sea of stars that they ultimately pointed towards was vast, mysterious, and dangerous.
Her expression became grave, and she looked towards a pot of flowers to her right.
This pot of flowers was extremely bright, and between the tender green leaves, there was an incomparably large, flourishing red flower. The contrast of the green leaves and the red flower should have been the most vulgar of scenes, but because this vulgarity had entered an extreme realm, it had instead sublimated into a certain kind of beauty that surpassed the surface. It even concealed some laws of the world, causing one to be moved.
Great vulgarity was not necessarily great elegance, and there were many times when it was impossible to become great elegance. If it could be achieved, then perhaps it could be said: the great Dao was not far away.
As she gazed at this pot of green leaves and red flowers, Xu Yourong felt rather complex emotions.
After a while, all her emotions vanished, leaving behind only indifference and calmness.
This was true firmness and unwavering resolve.
It was just that she could not help but feel some regret.
She smiled and said, "It is a pity that it was not at its peak."
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The temple was not closed to observe the ceremony at Holy Maiden Peak, but at a plateau ten-some li away.
While Qiushan Jun was roasting fish and Xu Yourong was appreciating the flowers and comprehending the Dao, Chen Changsheng was facing an extremely dangerous trial.
Currently, everyone believed that Zhizhi had killed Bie Tianxin. He naturally knew that this was not the case, but he had no evidence, and there was no way for Zhizhi to appear and confront her. Thus, in the view of many people, he had a guilty conscience, and this could even directly prove that he was the true instigator of that murder in the river gorge.
The disciples of South Stream Temple formed a sword array and stood in front of him. It was believed that there were still some people who were willing to support him, like Gou Hanshi and the disciples of the Mount Li Sword Sect, like Scholartree Manor. But compared to the power of the Imperial Court represented by the Prince of Xiang and those sects and monasteries that only obeyed the orders of the Imperial Court, these people were truly too few in number. Crucially, his opponents this time were Bie Yanghong and Wuqiong Bi, two experts of the Divine Domain. Moreover, they were so deeply grieved by the loss of their sons that they simply did not care about his identity.
How could Chen Changsheng resolve this situation? Did he really have to rely on the South Stream Temple sword array to block and then use the chaos to escape? It had to be known that no matter how powerful the South Stream Temple sword array was, it could not simultaneously block these true experts for too long, let alone the fact that they had so many enemies today.
Everyone wanted to know what choice he would make, their minds constantly speculating.
But the choice he made still exceeded everyone's expectations.
Chen Changsheng looked at Bie Yanghong and said, "I understand that all the evidence points against me and Zhusha, but I naturally know that this matter was not done by her, much less done by me. However, I am willing to leave with Sir. Until the truth of this matter has been ascertained, I will continue to follow you."
Many people were so shocked by these words that they were speechless.
Following him was naturally not a simple action. It meant that he had given up all resistance and placed his life completely in Bie Yanghong's hands.
To the Pope, this was naturally an enormous humiliation. More importantly, what if Bie Yanghong killed him?
The Archbishop of the southern Daoist Church suddenly paled and said in a trembling voice, "Your Holiness, absolutely not!"
Ping Xuan and a few other disciples of South Stream Temple were flabbergasted, thinking, how can this be allowed? Hu Thirty-Two also expressed his disapproval. As an archbishop, he could not allow the Pope's safety to be in the hands of others. Tang Thirty-Six and Gou Hanshi, on the other hand, remained silent, pensive.
The people present who understood Chen Changsheng the most were Tang Thirty-Six and Gou Hanshi.
They knew that Chen Changsheng would not allow Holy Maiden Peak to flow with rivers of blood and countless casualties for the sake of his own safety. Thus, this was the only way to resolve this matter. But no one knew whether placing themselves in Bie Yanghong's hands was a successful risk or a foolish gamble.
Bie Yanghong had a composed personality and a noble and unsullied character, but he was still a father. Would the pain of losing his son make him do something crazy?
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