Chen Changsheng really doesn't care about it by tearing open the envelope, giving death to others, and then welcoming his own death.

Just as he said to Mr. Lin before, he is really not afraid of death now because there is nothing he can't let go.

All the people and things in this world don’t matter to him, because three days ago, he suddenly discovered that his existence had no meaning in itself.

He stood at the broken threshold of the library, holding the letter, and quietly waiting for the arrival of that moment.

The autumn wind lingers on the lake surface, and the big banyan tree stretches its waist in the sky, and still has a lot of green meaning, which forms a sharp contrast with the golden fallen leaves on the grass.

Time is slowly lost, and the National Education College is still quiet.

Chen Changsheng looked up at the gate of the courtyard, and his eyebrows slowly raised, just like the fallen leaf that had just been swept up by the wind.

Like heavy rain and the sound of hooves of thunder, it stopped at some point. The smoke and dust in the distance gradually lowered to the bottom of the courtyard wall, and there was no movement anymore.

The courtyard gate was still closed and the stone wall was intact. The fallen leaf fell back into the lake, causing a few fish to chase.

Always quiet, no one rushed into the National Education College.

Whether it was the Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry, the Great Zhou army and the Qing official lieutenant ambushed outside the courtyard wall, the powerful killers in the woods did not appear.

Su Moyu and the teachers and students of the National Education College who were sticking to it were looking at the gate closer.

When they saw Mr. Lin's miserable appearance, they vaguely guessed what happened in the library. They were shocked by Chen Changsheng's hidden strength and also understood Chen Changsheng's choice.

The National Education College has reached its most critical moment.

After Eunuch Lin left, the gate of the National Education College was closed again. Surprisingly, the world outside the door suddenly became quiet.

They were very nervous and did not relax because of the silence at this moment, they just felt very strange.

The thunderous hooves outside the door were real and entered all of their ears.

Those fierce murderous intents were also real, and the coldness broke through all of them.

The sword light is like water, reflecting a touch of autumn.

The Nanxizhai Sword Formation changed again, Ye Xiaolian floated forward from the formation, came to the front, looked at Su Moyu and said, "What happened?"

Su Moyu showed a firm expression on his face, and walked forward directly, then pushed open the yard gate with both hands.

As the gate opened, a figure appeared in the eyes of the teachers and students of the National Education College.

The skylight shines into the courtyard, and there are two breezes.

It was an old man standing on the stone steps in front of the National Education College, facing his back to them, and his two wide sleeves danced lightly in the wind.

Su Moyu was a little shocked and said, "Director Mao?"

Mao Qiuyu, the former president of the Heavenly Daoyuan, the current archbishop of Yinghua Palace, and the student of Qingteng Sixth Academy like Su Moyu, is still used to calling him the dean.

Before Su Moyu could wake up from his shock, he was shocked again by the other figures in the field.

Archbishop Ling Baishi Taoist, Yan Lin, Siyuan Taoist, and the King of Linghai were all standing on the stone plaza in front of the National Education College at this time.

Five of the six giants of the State Church came in person.

Immediately afterwards, Su Moyu saw more familiar figures.

Zhuang Zhihuan, the current president of Tiandaoyuan, is the archbishop of the ancestral sacrificial institute, Professor Buer of the Thirteenth Division of Qinghua, and his former teacher: the president of the Ligong Affiliated Hospital.

The row of restaurants opposite Baihua Lane had been strongly crushed by the imperial army, but at this time the ashes were slightly raised. You could see the tide of cavalry, which was covered in black.

The National Education College is still surrounded, but not surrounded.

Because these cavalry are no longer the Xuan armored heavy cavalry of the imperial court, but the National Cult cavalry directly under the Li Palace.

The national cavalry's swords, guns and divine crossbows were facing outside.

Su Moyu was very shocked and vaguely realized that the thunderous sound of hooves before was not a signal of the charge of the Xuan Armored heavy cavalry, but a cavalry from the National Cult to help.

He subconsciously looked back at the National Education College and saw that the autumn forest was as quiet as before. There were many priests who could vaguely see the figures of the courtyard walls and in the forest.

Especially around the library, there was a cardinal with a profound realm standing more than ten feet away.

Such a formation is really shocking and speechless.

This is Li Gong who shows his power to the world without any concealment.

Before this power, even the Great Zhou court had to show corresponding awe and courtesy.

Su Moyu knew that the National Education College was safe, so he relaxed, and then felt a little wet and cold on his back. Then he realized that the moment he pushed open the gate, he was sweating nervously.

The disciples of Nanxizhai and the teachers and students of the National Education College came behind him and looked outside the courtyard. In shock, they all felt like they had a life of surviving the disaster.

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The doors and windows of the library have been destroyed, and the autumn atmosphere is particularly rich.

The Pope stood behind Chen Changsheng and said, "For practitioners, life is an extremely long process. In this process, we will encounter many difficulties and a lot of disappointments. This is the so-called disaster. How to face these disasters is to live with the happiness of surviving the disaster, or to find yourself again after careful thinking. This is the most important distinction. I gave you three days to think about it, and I also gave you three days to see me in the palace, but you didn't, so I had to come and ask myself how you were going to make a choice."

Chen Changsheng did not turn around, nor did he mean to answer.

The pope understood why he hadn't asked for help from the palace for the past three days and said, "Do you think we all deceived you?"

Chen Changsheng was still silent.

The Pope said: "As long as I live for one day, I will protect you for one day, this is my commitment to Merrisha."

Chen Changsheng still didn't say anything.

The Pope walked to him, looked out the window that no longer existed, and said, "I'm going to die."

When he heard this, Chen Changsheng's gaze was falling on the grass by the lake, which was covered with thick fallen leaves, some with golden luster, which looked very beautiful, while others were decayed and decayed.

He finally spoke.

"Uncle Master, what do you want me to say?"

The Pope looked at the yellow and red autumn forest and the somewhat eye-catching green banyan tree, and said calmly: "The past has passed, that is time. Similar to this, the movement of stars and the changes in fate can only move forward, so we can only look forward, no matter what harm the things that have happened have caused to you, but at least, now your illness is cured."

If, according to the general idea, Chen Changsheng did not suffer any harm in the Tianshuling Incident, but instead gained the greatest benefit.

Close your eyes and it will be dark. After death, your own world will be destroyed. Of course, nothing will be more important than living and more grateful.

The Pope is not an ordinary person and would not think so. He just wanted to point out this point and wake up Chen Changsheng: "Merisha should have calculated this point at the beginning, so he did not refuse the senior brother's proposal. He believed that compared with the deception, utilization, sadness, and pain you would receive enough rewards. This is my guess."

Chen Changsheng said: "You know, I am not Tang Tang or Wang Po, and I am not good at calculating accounts."

This sentence has profound meaning. The Pope smiled slightly and did not take it. He continued, "Your blood should no longer be a problem in the future. The Empress did not dare to eat you. Of course, no one dared to develop greed for you unless the Demon Lord took action himself, but now he is unable to take care of himself and should not be able to threaten you."

Chen Changsheng asked, "What happened?"

The Pope said: "There is no definite news yet. I only know that Xue Laocheng has been closed for three days."
Chapter completed!