Chen Chang Sheng thought of a possibility. Just now when his master mentioned being a co-wife, he rejected it ….. so these two tools made from the fragments of the Hao Tian Jing were compliments?
Yes, his master had always seemed to admire Yourong. Ten years ago, he seemed to have expressed it in White Emperor City.
According to Yuren, Shang Xingzhou rarely mentioned Chen Changsheng during the new year, but he did mention Mount Li a few times. After all, it was another sect, so as the Holy Maiden, Xu Yourong should not always go and disturb them.
If he shouldn't go to Mount Li, then where should he go? The Li Palace or Luoyang?
Thinking about how Xu You Rong could easily gain the favor of the elders, Chen Chang Sheng couldn't help but feel a little envious.
Shang Xingzhou thought that it was inconvenient for them to live in two different places, so he made such a small thing. However, he did not know that they had already solved this problem.
He and Xu Yourong had a special method to keep in touch, so when the White Crane arrived at White Emperor City, he was able to immediately inform her of the news on Holy Maiden Peak.
The glowing stone pearl on his wrist was a Heavenly Tome Monolith.
The Heavenly Tome Monoliths had always been a kind of spatial passage. Whether it was the laws of the Mausoleum of Books or the method of entering and exiting the Garden of Zhou, they all proved this point.
In these ten years, he and Xu Yourong had constantly comprehended and researched the Heavenly Tome Monoliths, finally grasping a portion of their mysteries.
Their voices could pass through the Heavenly Tome Monoliths to reach the other side, but slightly condensed spiritual sense and real objects were still unable to do this.
At this moment, the other grey stone pearl on Chen Chang Sheng's wrist lit up.
"Luoluo greets Sir!"
A crisp sound rang out from the stone bead.
Yes, she also had a Heavenly Tome Monolith, and she had also learned how to communicate with Chen Changsheng.
With a light pop, the stone bead that was communicating with Xu You Rong went out just like that.
Chen Chang Sheng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
When Luoluo saw that he didn't reply, she couldn't help but worry. She shouted, "Mister! Sir! Are you all right, sir? "
Chen Chang Sheng said, "I'm fine, I was just a bit distracted."
"That's great!"
Even though they were separated by a hundred thousand miles, Chen Chang Sheng felt as if he could see Luo Luo's adorable appearance as if she was relieved of a heavy burden and her little hands kept patting her chest.
Suddenly, he finally understood why Xu Yourong had been so unhappy in the past few days, whether it was in the plains of the Elf race or in Xunyang City.
So it was because of what happened that day.
That day was really similar to today.
The White Crane had come from the Mount Song Army headquarters. When he had contacted Xu Yourong, he had been rafting on the Red River.
At that time, Jing Yu was singing in the water, and Luoluo was beside him, using her small hands to feed him fruits.
Luoluo didn't know that Xu Yourong could hear her.
He had not thought of this at the time.
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…
"What did Princess Luoluo say at that time?"
Curiosity was written all over Tang Thirty Six's face. Even though his beard was being blown around by the wind, it couldn't hide his curiosity.
Chen Chang Sheng used his peripheral vision to confirm that no one was looking at him and no one was listening to Tang Thirty Six. He lowered his voice and said, "She said ….. Mister, be good and open your mouth."
Tang Thirty Six was stunned. He wanted to laugh but he didn't dare to. His face turned red.
The people on the city wall finally noticed the commotion.
The Prince of Zhongshan slightly raised his brows, somewhat displeased. The Prime Minister chuckled and comforted him a few times.
Linghai Zhiwang and Daoist Siyuan glanced at each other and pretended not to see.
Archbishop An Lin, who had just returned from the Bear Tribe, smiled wryly and did not say anything.
This was Xunyang City.
All the important figures were on the city wall.
As spring deepened in the Central Plains, the vegetation grew thicker, and the snowy plains of the north grew warmer. That momentous event had finally occurred.
After several hundred years, the Human race once more embarked on a northern expedition.
The emperor personally offered a libation and escorted them from the Imperial Palace to the capital.
Pope Chen Changsheng even escorted them all the way to Xunyang City.
The plains outside Xunyang City were packed with people, a dense mass like a tide.
These people were all going to meet their deaths, so this tide was the world's most powerful and frenzied wave.
Hundreds of thousands of powerful divine senses and killing intents merged together. Even the fiercest west wind in the world could not rival it. Even if the Golden Giant Dragon were to return to the Middle-earth Continent and look at this soaring killing intent from a thousand miles away, it would be frightened away, not daring to approach it at all.
More than ten thousand Orthodoxy cavalry, sixty thousand black-armored cavalry, and an even greater number of ordinary soldiers. Six Prefects of the Li Palace, twenty-three Divine Generals of the Great Zhou, three thousand priests, all the elites of South Stream Temple, the disciples of Mount Li's Sword Hall, and the experts of the various sects and sects, the Guardians and experts of the various great clans, and there was also Wang Po, Xiao Zhang, Huai Ren, the Mount Li Sect Master, Mao Qiuyu, and the Prince of Xiang. All these experts of the Divine Domain were ready to act at any time. In terms of momentum, this was no less than the northern expedition.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers set off one after another, setting off on their journey. The wilderness outside the city gradually quietened down, and the atmosphere became more and more somber.
No one laughed anymore, and no one paid attention to what had happened earlier.
Tang Thirty-Six turned to the mountains to the west and frowned. "I didn't expect the Prince of Xiang to be willing to follow the Left Army."
Xunyang City was the place where ten thousand arrows were fired. It was very important and required an expert of the Divine Domain to hold down the fort.
Cao Yunping had a good relationship with everyone, and his personality was straightforward and amiable. He was deeply trusted by everyone, so in the end, he was chosen.
In the last few years, the Prince of Xiang had spent the vast majority of his time in Blue Pass, keeping an extremely low profile.
This was naturally not because of his son, Prince Chen Liu, who had been left behind in the capital as a hostage, but because of the current situation.
Everyone had believed that he would assuredly jump out and fight for this position, but to their surprise, he remained silent.
If it were the Prince of Zhongshan, it would have been very easy to understand. This violent prince, for the sake of the pride of the Chen Imperial clan, would assuredly lead his army to charge at the very front.
"There are still many unexpected things. For instance, you actually grew a beard."
Chen Changsheng looked at Tang Thirty-Six's face and shook his head. He still felt very unused to it.
Tang Thirty-Six said, "My elegance is even greater than it was in the past, so I grew a beard to conceal it. I also wanted to reduce the number of romantic debts."
In the last few years, his personality had truly become much more composed, and he rarely cursed in front of others, but he was still as narcissistic as before.
It could not be said that he was completely narcissistic. His words were still somewhat true and somewhat helpless.
The Old Lady of the Mutuo clan had fallen seriously ill last year. After she recovered, she had seen through the affairs of the world, but she was still worried about her most beloved granddaughter, so she personally went to Wenshui and lived in the Tang clan's old estate. After shamelessly pestering for three months, she wanted to marry into the Tang clan, forcing Tang Thirty-Six to not dare return home or stay in the Orthodox Academy. In the end, he and Su Moyu returned to Xiling's Ten Thousand Years Pavilion to celebrate the new year.
Chen Changsheng asked, "I hear that the young lady is extremely beautiful?"
Tang Thirty-Six replied, "The Mutuo clan has always had many beauties, but am I one of those shallow people who only look at appearances?"
Chen Changsheng said, "Yourong knows that young lady and says that she has an extremely good personality and is a straightforward person. You should at least meet her."
Tang Thirty-Six sneered, "I dare to bet that these weren't her exact words."
Chen Changsheng froze, then said, "Her exact words were that you weren't worthy of that young lady."
Tang Thirty-Six was furious and left with a flick of his sleeve.
He descended from the wall, took the reins, mounted his horse, and rode north.
In this entire process, he did not even glance at Chen Changsheng.
"Come back alive!"
Chen Changsheng yelled.
Countless gazes fell on him, but he seemed to be completely unaware.
Tang Thirty-Six waved his hand, but did not turn around.
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