Chapter 512: Compass of fate

At the age of five, the talented bloodline awakened and began to practice. She seemed to find a star as her life star at random, but the brightness of the star could be ranked in the top three within a hundred years. After a few years, she finished her studies at the 13th Division of the Qing Dynasty. The Southern Saints came to Kyoto in person and brought them back to Nanxizhai from the Pope and the Queen Mother.
When she arrived at Nanxizhai, her realm was still in the state of sitting still, but she had begun to interpret the Tianshu stele, and from those notes, she could really understand the Tianshu stele.
He and she are the youngest in the history of Tong You Shang Jing, but he relied on the true blood of Qi Yu and the Black Dragon, and she was completely dependent on her talented blood and understanding.
Like Qiu Shanjun, she did not encounter any obstacles in the process of monasticism, she could learn anything she wanted to learn.
Regardless of the number of true elements, strength of consciousness, and Taoist skills, she should far exceed her peers.
She is a real phoenix.
Chen Changsheng was silent for a long time, and had no confidence in the battle after seven days.
Many people now say that he is a genius in monasticism, especially in kendo, but after seeing Xu Yourong's life, he realized what a true genius is.
As Tang Thirty-six said in the Liziyuan Inn last year, Xu Yourong is so speechless.
However, as Tang Thirty-six said, this battle is to be carried out after all. He represents the National Academy of Education and the Palace, even if he is not enemies, no matter how he does not want to fight, he will have to fight again.
He got up and walked to the closet, preparing to wash his face with a new towel.
He is a person with a very simple life. He only indulges himself in this regard. Whenever something serious happens, he will wash himself clean and will choose a new towel.
After opening the closet door, he was stunned, because he found a piece of towel missing.
Dozens of towels were stacked neatly, and no one except him could see a missing piece.
That night, Xu Yourong took a towel and wiped the snow off the table.
He stood quietly in front of the closet for a long time.
I don't know why, he finally didn't take the towel, slowly closed the door again, walked back to the window, and looked at the palace not far away.
Should she be in the palace now?
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There are many palaces in the Great Zhou Palace, but only the old people in the palace still remember that one of the palaces was reserved for Xu Yourong.
The palace is a bit remote and secluded, and it has a particularly nice garden with beautiful scenery outside the window.
This was something that the Queen Mother decided over ten years ago. Later, when Xu Yourong went to Saint Maiden, Princess Pingguo wanted to move to that palace to live, but failed to do so.
At this time, Xu Yourong was sitting in the palace. The window was slightly snowy and the branches were stained with frost, which was very beautiful, but she was not in the mood to view.
Her eyes fell on the chart in front of her.
Her fingers slide gently on the chart. With the action, the complex lines and patterns on the chart's surface also change. They gather and disperse like flowing water, and are elusive like flowing clouds. Sometimes even It's like a divine book.
The lines that follow different trajectories represent countless conditions. At this moment, they represent the history of the State Religion, the inheritance of the Palace, the past of the State Religious Academy, the merchant boat, the pope, Su Li, and the rumors. Senior Brother, Tang 36, Chenghu Tower, and countless information related to Chen Changsheng, naturally, the swordsmanship that Chen Changsheng is best at is also missing.
As the night grew deeper, she still looked at the chart in silence, doing deductions and calculations.
Until a long time later, the snow outside the window gradually stopped, the clouds in the night sky also dispersed, and the starlight fell on the snow on the ground of the palace, reflected into the house, and finally fell between the charts.
She stood up and walked outside the hall with her hands up.
The chart is still quietly resting on the case. Under the starlight, the moving lines and patterns gradually stop.
That is a star chart.
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Such a thing was repeated for six days in the Royal Palace and the National College of Education.
Chen Changsheng's body was full of papers. The papers were full of data and sentences. He was too busy even to take a shower. He was still calculating non-stop, but he was more and more confident.
Xu Yourong also used non-stop charts to calculate, and finally got seventeen star charts, each of which pointed to victory without any surprise.
The atmosphere of Kyoto has become more and more lively, and the atmosphere of the Imperial Palace and the National College of Education has become more and more tense.
Because many people have seen how long Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong have prepared for this battle and how much effort they have paid for it.
Six days have passed, which is the seventh day, and the seventh day is the day when the battle begins.
Soon after the early morning, other places in Kyoto were quiet, and countless people walked towards Luoshui.
The location of this battle between Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong is at Naihe Bridge, just above Luoshui. From the perspective of everyone, this is the most suitable battlefield.
Not because Neihe Bridge is a scenic spot, worthy of this battle destined to be written in history books, but because of the location of Neihe Bridge.
The west side of the Naihe Bridge is the Li Palace, and the East is the Royal Palace, which is exactly the same distance from the two palaces.
Choosing this as the battlefield is undoubtedly meaningful and fair.
Xu Yourong has always lived in the imperial palace, and should come out of the imperial palace later, but Chen Changsheng did not start from the palace, but from the State College of Education. As usual, he woke up at five o'clock, meditated for a moment, and with Xuanyuan's eager eyes, he ate two large bowls of beef noodles. With the help of Su Moyu, he put on the uniforms of the National College of Education, regardless of the neckline. The length of the exposed shirt or the height difference between the hem and the upper perfectly meets the most stringent requirements.
Tang Thirty-six didn't do anything, just stood next to him, picking teeth with a toothpick in his hand, and constantly complaining that today's beef stew is not bad enough.
The door of the National College of Education slowly opened, and Chen Changsheng walked through Baihua Alley with Tang Sanshi and others and the freshmen. He went to the main street, and then walked towards Luoshui under the eyes of countless eyes.
I don't know when, Tang 36 has an extra bowl of soy milk and two fritters.
Priest Xin waiting on the street looked at the scene and shook his head helplessly, saying: "In such a tense moment, you haven't forgotten this matter."
Tang Thirty-six said: "What's so tense, anyway, it will only distinguish between victory and defeat, but not between birth and death, not to mention that food is always higher than life and death.
I don't know why, after hearing these words, Chen Changsheng's emotions became a lot calmer.
But today the entire Kyoto is destined to be calm.
The news that Chen Changsheng left the National College of Education quickly spread to all parts of Kyoto with the cold winter wind.
"Chen Changsheng gave birth to Baihua Lane."
"Students of the National College of Education are with you."
"People from the palace have caught him."
"They have reached Mochi."
"After Tiantongyuan."
"Chen Changsheng is going to Huilongguan soon."
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