Chen Changsheng didn't know what she was thinking at this time, nor did he know that her emotions had changed so much in such a short time. After taking out the fire pill from the jade box, he directly reached it to her lips, and then quickly and even stuffed it in a bit rudely. Xu Yourong's lips slightly opened, and was about to say something to express his gratitude and... touching to him, but he didn't say anything and was blocked by the pill.

"You can't drink water for half an hour, otherwise it will reduce the fire in the pill." Chen Changsheng looked at her who was choked and blushed a little, and said seriously, but he felt a little uneasy.

The fire pill was very big, and Xu Yourong couldn't speak at all. It took him a long time to swallow it. It was very hard, and then he coughed. After a while, it was a little healed. She looked at him and said annoyedly: "Even if you can't drink water, just say it in advance. Don't you know how uncomfortable you cough?"

Although he was angry, his voice was a little faint, he was complaining, but he was a bit like acting coquettish.

Chen Changsheng couldn't feel it, and said slightly embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'm a little anxious, but you don't have to be afraid of coughing. It's not that you're choking, it should be a normal phenomenon of detoxification.

Xu Yourong himself did not notice the expression of his daughter's family that had been revealed at that moment, but for some reason he felt a little embarrassed and said softly: "I don't know if it was a severity of the medicine. I'm a little sleepy."

It is not a normal phenomenon of detoxification, it is because there is nothing to say. How could the medicine be so fast? I don’t know how to respond. After all, it was what Tang Sanshiliu said at the Liziyuan Inn in Kyoto. He and she are really two guys who have nothing to say.

Whether it is the attack of medicine or other reasons, Xu Yourong is really sleepy.

He helped her into the outdoor sheltered corridor outside the stone room, and took out a few pieces of fabric from the seventh stone room to cover it. The most precious silk and satin in the tomb, including the rare snow silk quilt, have been turned into broken trunks by time. Interestingly, the most valuable numbness is still intact. What he covered her was a curtain made of numbness.

Looking at the sleeping girl, he secretly prayed that the scent of Fire Pill could retain enough medicine. Then he walked back to the stone chamber, opened the jade box again and sniffed it carefully. The uneasiness in his heart did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger.

He found several kinds of spiritual medicines that had not completely dissipated and had been put away. At this time, he finally had time to take a look at the previous harvest in the stone chambers. His spiritual sense slightly swept, and the first thing he looked at was the secrets and techniques.

He has read the Taoist collection since he was a child. After he arrived in Kyoto, he has read the tens of thousands of books in the National Education College Library seriously. At this time, he can only think of the corresponding sect, Shanmen Academy when he sees the name.

Unlike the imagination of the world, these secret techniques are not uncommon, so naturally they cannot make him achieve his magical skills overnight. To be honest, the strong men who were qualified to become Zhou Dufu's opponents must have been born in the famous sect mountain gates in the world. They became the souls of Zhou Dufu's sword, but the inheritance of the sect mountain gates to which he belonged was not broken.

Just like the sword technique of Lishan Sword Sect was taken away by Baidi Yishi, Lishan is still powerful. However... it is still like the sword technique of Lishan Sword Sect, these secret techniques are naturally extremely precious, at least for those sects, because these are the original ones.

Next he began to check those magic weapons. Because of time, most of the magic weapons in the stone chamber lost their power. With Xu Yourong's guidance, the magic weapons he put away still had some power, but they were far from that of the past, and were incomparable to the divine weapons on the list of hundreds of weapons now. Only the black soul pivot is an exception.

Time is indeed the most powerful magic weapon in the world.

Chen Changsheng suddenly had some ideas. Zhou Dufu is the real legend of this continent and a unique existence. Zhou Yuan is his world. This is his tomb. Logically speaking, there should be some better things for him to choose to bury him. Have those things been taken away by others?

The ground of the corridor in front of the Nine Stone Room was covered with a thin layer of gray, with many messy footprints on it. But those footprints were left by him, and magical tools, treasures, and secret books were still there, proving that no one had been here before.

——In the past hundreds of years, countless practitioners who wanted to find Zhou Dufu's tomb to obtain his inheritance and treasure. Those practitioners were either talented or made extremely sufficient preparations. They were at least at the peak of Tonggu Realm and dared to enter the mysterious grassland that the sun never set. However, they failed to come here and died on the way. He was able to find out the grassland and come to this tomb, not that he was better and stronger than those predecessors, but because he had an umbrella.

Thinking of this, he looked at the yellow paper umbrella in his hand again.

After entering the tomb, he did not put away the umbrella.

If it weren't for this yellow paper umbrella, following the ethereal sword intent to guide them, they would have no chance of getting here at all. The greater possibility is that they had already lost their way in that dangerous grassland and turned into food for the group of monsters. But how do they leave here next? Do they still have to rely on this yellow paper umbrella? Or do they want to find the sword intent?

He always felt that bringing him here was a call of fate.

Yes, he believes in fate.

This sounds ridiculous because he came to Kyoto from the old temple in Xining Town with the purpose of changing his destiny. But in the deepest part of the spiritual world, he does believe in the existence of destiny, and even more than anyone else.

There must be a mountain in front of you to climb over this mountain.

Only with a big undulating river can you cross this river.

Only with a goal can you move towards it.

He must have a destiny before he can change his destiny.

Wang Zhice said at the end of the notes: No fate.

These four words are earth-shaking, but for him, it is another new world.

His views are different from the king's plan, and they must be different. He wants to see his destiny clearly and then change it.

If fate made him meet so many people and so many things in Kyoto, he finally brought him into Zhouyuan. Then what kind of fate is waiting for him in Zhouyuan? The yellow paper umbrella sensed the sword intent and brought him here, which must be hidden in it. If you want to leave Zhouyuan, does it mean that you need to find the sword intent?

Is that sword intent in the sword pool? Where is the sword pool? Walking through the long corridor and coming outside the tomb, he stood on the platform, holding his waist with his left hand, holding a yellow paper umbrella in his right hand, and looking at the grassland in front of him.

It was already dusk, and the sun in the distance had arrived at a fixed location every night - the edge of the grassland and above the horizon. The endless grassland seemed to be burning under the warm red light. The waters hidden in the grassland were like countless small mirrors reflecting the sky. Behind him was Zhou Dufu's tomb.

If the person who saw this scene at this time was a talented man who was sad about spring and autumn, he would probably feel more sad and sigh that everything in the world could not defeat time, but he did not.

The sunset is still hanging on the edge of the distant grassland, but it suddenly starts to rain around the tomb.

He raised the yellow paper umbrella.

Papa, raindrops fall on the umbrella, turning into countless small splashes of water, jumping constantly, and then falling.

He released his spiritual consciousness, extended it upwards through the handle of the umbrella until the surface of the umbrella, and finally jumped like those small splashes, leaving, and dispersed into the grassland around the tomb.

He was familiar with Daozang and was convinced that the sword intent could not produce self-consciousness. Since there was no self-consciousness, it was impossible to actively change his state. At the beginning, he could sense it by the cold pond because the sword intent had always existed and was waiting to be discovered. Then the sword intent should not and could not actively disappear now.

If something does not disappear on the initiative but cannot be found, it must have been hidden.

Chen Changsheng stood in the rain, exuding his spiritual consciousness into the grassland, looking for his own goal, and at the same time began to sort out the changes that occurred when approaching the tomb. Just the moment Xu Yourong saw the tomb, the sword intent disappeared. At that time, he thought that the sword intent had completed the mission of leading the yellow paper umbrella here, so he disappeared. Now he calmed down and came up with the previous inferences, and naturally he was sure that it was not the case - the sword intent should have been hidden by a "person".

That "person" should be this mausoleum.

He turned around and looked at the tomb behind him.

The tomb made of huge stones is steeper and steeper as it goes up, and is incredibly high.

He stood in the middle of the tomb, and the tomb in his eyes was even taller as if he was about to pierce into the clouds in the sky.

His gaze fell along the top of the tomb and fell on the dark clouds. He saw the black clouds rolling, and lightning flashes from time to time in the depths, which seemed particularly terrifying. Even though he was thousands of feet apart, he could clearly feel the powerful aura in the clouds that could destroy the world. The tomb is the core of Zhouyuan, and this aura should be the concrete image of Zhouyuan's rules.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, all the huge rocks in the tombs are wet, and there are countless thin waterfalls flowing between each level of stones. If someone looks at them from outside the tomb, he will definitely think that this picture is spectacular and has a thrilling beauty. But standing in the tomb, he can only feel thrilling, and naturally he can't feel the beauty.

"If you have time, you should leave the tomb's pressure range and see if the sword will appear again."

He thought silently, and then vaguely heard someone calling him, holding a yellow paper umbrella, and walking into the tomb again.

Xu Yourong had woken up, her face was still pale, but she seemed to have improved and she had recovered her spirits.

He asked, "Are you calling me?"

The rain outside the tomb was too heavy. Even though he had an umbrella, he was still wet and looked a little embarrassed.

Xu Yourong did not make fun of him, shook her head and said softly: "You heard it wrong."

Chen Changsheng thought to himself that he was probably too worried about her injuries and he really had auditory hallucinations.

Xu Yourong looked at him quietly, clenching his hands under the linen.

When she woke up, she saw that he was not around and was dark all around her. She was a little scared, and to be more precise, she was panicked.

She has never been worried since her bloodline awakening.

She knew that it had nothing to do with dependence on him, and even more so with those.

This is a sign of depression. She became weaker and weaker, and even her clear mind began to fade gradually.

This is a sign of death.

Chen Changsheng squatted beside her, reached out to take his pulse, and after a long period of silence, he smiled and said, "Well, the medicine is spreading, and even if the toxins are not clear, there should be no big problem."

Lies pay attention to the truth and the false one.

No word in his sentence is true.

Xu Yourong looked at his eyes and said calmly: "Do you know your smile is fake?"

Chen Changsheng's body was slightly stiff and he laughed and said, "How come his smile is fake?"

Xu Yourong smiled and said, "It's not fake, it's stupid."

Chen Changsheng pretended to be a little unhappy and said, "I don't like your cold and proud tone."

"I will pay attention...at least, in front of you." Xu Yourong said something he did not expect.

Chen Changsheng was stunned. Xu Yourong smiled and continued, "But you laughed like you were crying just now. It was really stupid, and anyone could see the fake."

Chen Changsheng didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head, reached out and pulled the edge of the linen down, covering her feet.

"That medicine is useless, right?"

She looked into his eyes with a calm expression, as if she didn't know that his answer would determine her fate.

(The next chapter is still at 7:10 p.m., and I feel like I am not used to it and a little proud... In addition, I have revised these chapters many times, so I dare to let everyone read them carefully.)
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