Infinite World Projection

"Your condition is much better than I thought."

Looking at Chen Changming in front of him, after finally observing for a while, Shang couldn't help speaking like this.

"Look at you like this, where is it like the inheritor of the spirit king, it is more like a normal person than a normal person."

"you flatter me."

Chen Changming looked calm and looked at the merchant in front of him, finally shook his head: "It just looks normal for a while."

"In fact, the power of the Spirit King still has some influence, and I am not sure whether I can continue to normalize next."

He spoke so helplessly.

My family knows their own affairs.

Although he has worked out a method to suppress evil thoughts and release them in one breath, this method is not omnipotent.

Once the evil thoughts in the body exceed a certain level, the eruption will only become more violent.

If it reaches that level, Chen Changming doesn't know if he can suppress it.

It can only be said that it's fate.

"You can clearly realize this, it is much stronger than others."

Shang finally smiled and gave Chen Changming a bowl of cold soup.

The soup is black, and it looks a little infiltrating. There is also a black flower floating and floating. It is nothing but the black dead flower.

Looking at the soup, Chen Changming's expression remained unchanged, but he frowned secretly.

He didn't forget how the soup came from.

Those scenes of black dead flowers growing on the corpses and flourishing and opening up are still lingering in Chen Changming's heart, which is definitely a shadow.

Now let him drink this stuff, even if there is nothing physiologically, it will be psychologically uncomfortable.

"Stop it."

Looking at Chen Changming, Shang naturally understood what he was thinking and could not help shaking his head: "Most people don't have this life even if they want to drink."

"This is a good thing, even if there are not many places in the world."

"I haven't given anyone a drink other than Zheng'er on weekdays."

"So god?"

Chen Changming hesitated for a moment, but looking at the merchant in front of him, he finally reached out and took the bowl of cold soup in his hand.

A bit of black juice sucked into the mouth, an inexplicable feeling appeared on the body.

The black juice doesn't look very good, but the taste is actually very good, with a bit of sweetness in the bitterness, and has an extremely unique taste.

Chen Changming slowly closed his eyes and felt this feeling quietly.

As he drank a bowl of cold soup, there seemed to be a change in him.

Some of the originally chaotic emotions gradually returned to calm at this moment, and the kind of restlessness that originally existed in the whole body slowly subsided.

This black dead flower seems to have a calming effect, which can make people calm and fall into a unique state.

In fact, the role of this soup is more than that.

Standing in place, Chen Changming could feel that with this bowl of soup drinking, there seemed to be some changes in his body, which was already very thick and bloody, and seemed to have increased.

"Do you feel it?"

Looking at Chen Changming's reaction, Shang finally smiled: "Black death flower is a good thing, not only can make people fall into the ice heart, but also can increase strength, active qi and blood, and long-term use can increase qualification."

"Zheng'er grew up taking this black dead flower since he was a child."

"It is indeed a good thing."

After drinking a bowl of cold soup, Chen Changming put the wooden bowl down and nodded at the finish point.

Excluding the somewhat infiltrating way of growth of the black dead flower, this kind of spirit material is definitely a treasure and a good thing that the martial arts can't find.

At the same time, the words at the end of the business made Chen Changming move.

At the end of the business, Zhao Zheng's identity is definitely not simple.

Being able to cultivate this kind of spirit material, and even being able to act within this spirit sect so far, is definitely not what ordinary people can do.

But for these, Chen Changming did not care.

So far, in his current situation, there is nothing worth conspiracy by others.

What is the identity of the merchant in front of him now has nothing to do with him.

Sitting here, Chen Changming and Shang finally chatted for a while, then they got up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Yang Ling also came over, silently watching him leave.

..................

The time going on passed slowly.

In the following time, Chen Changming's self-practice practice, he would go out once every half a month to go to a **** battle, while absorbing the power of the spirit king of other people, he also expressed his long-standing evil thoughts.

Of course, while practicing the Secret Code of the Spirit King, Chen Changming did not forget to practice other methods.

After the Tu Ling Dao was cast on that day, Xia Qi sent someone to send the follow-up method of Ling Wang Lu to Chen Changming.

This is a rare method of spiritual practice, even within the Lingzong, it is also an extremely precious method.

With the help of this practice method, Chen Changming's practice has gradually stabilized, and when evil thoughts broke out, it slowly decreased.

Unexpectedly, three months passed.

boom! !

Crisp sounds erupted here, and then bursts of crackling sound came from before my eyes.

On an empty field, with Chen Changming wielding it with a knife, Tu Ling fell with a knife, and the body of the inheritor in front of him shattered directly, exploding directly.

The flesh and blood began to fly sideways, splashing around, and the black blood spreading around, dyeing the ground black.

After solving the opponent with a knife, Chen Changming didn't stay, so he turned around and walked slowly towards his prison.

Around four weeks, intermittent sounds were ringing, but compared to three months ago, it was now very rare.

"There are fewer and fewer people ..."

Silently returned to his prison, looking at the surrounding scenes, feeling the screams, Chen Changming's thought flashed in his mind.

After three months, the densely inherited spiritual king inheritors are running out.

In the previous time, there was a **** battle almost every day here, and every day there were many people dying.

No amount of people can bear such consumption.

So after more than three months, there are very few people left here at this moment.

Chen Changming counted, there were only about a dozen people left.

For a moment, this place seemed to be somewhat empty, and the original dense figure had disappeared at the moment.

Either turned into a corpse, or entered the stomach of other inheritors.

Of course, after this fierce fighting, the remaining inheritors at this moment are basically not weak.

Basically, each is at least pregnant.

Including Chen Changming himself.

As early as more than two months ago, through the practice of the Spirit King's Secret Code, Chen Changming successfully made a breakthrough, his blood energy transformed, and his inner qi was transformed into a pregnant atmosphere.

Compared with the Qi-blood environment, the standard of the pregnancy-qi environment is that the body is full of qi and blood, and even the internal force metabolizes to form its own internal force.

But for this step, many Spirit King inheritors have long been completed.

Different from ordinary martial arts, the spirit king's secret code begins to cultivate, it will conceive the internal force unique to the spirit king's secret code, which is the so-called spirit king's power.

The promotion of pregnancy is difficult for other martial artists, but for the inheritors of the Spirit King, it is a matter of course.

It can only be said that there is a certain gain and loss.

"how do you feel?"

Aside, a warm and weak voice came.

"Fortunately."

Chen Changming's face was calm, and he nodded: "At least for now, it looks pretty good."

"It's a freak."

Wen Liuhe couldn't help saying, "I've never seen anything like you."

"So many people have been killed along the way, but they haven't gone crazy."

"Roughly the same."

Chen Changming casually said: "You really want me to go crazy?"

"All right."

Wen Liuhe shook his head: "Just a little surprised."

Standing on the spot, Chen Changming didn't reply, slowly closed his eyes and began another day of practice.

After three months, the remaining Spirit King inheritors are extremely terrifying, and even if Chen Changming is facing him at this moment, they will feel a lot of effort.

What's more, in addition to these people, there are stronger people in the core area.

In order to cope with this, Chen Changming cannot be relaxed at this moment, he must maintain his own strength and continue to improve rapidly.

In the room next to me, looking at Chen Changming's appearance, Wen Liuhe shook his head and didn't speak anymore, he was already used to it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Over the past few months, with Chen Changming's practice all the way, his appearance Although it hasn't changed, it looks quite normal, but the words are getting less and less.

The energy on weekdays is more and more focused on spiritual practice.

"It seems that the pressure is still great ..."

Looking at the figures in the outside world, his face was calm, and the thought flashed in his heart.

The next day, when the sun rose again, Chen Changming slowly opened his eyes.

At the moment, a figure has appeared.

That was the black armor guard who had previously guarded the outside world. He was standing outside Chen Changming's door at the moment, where he silently opened the door.

He opened the door of Chen Changming's room to reveal the outside space, and then stood there without saying a word.

Chen Changming opened his eyes, then slowly got up and walked out slowly.

It didn't take long for him to go to one place and to another hall.

The scope of the hall is very wide, but there are not many people in it, only one person.

It was an old man in a golden robe. The golden robe looked very majestic, and he wore a long knife on his waist.

He stood there quietly, looking like this, has been waiting for Chen Changming for a long time.

Looking at the elder Jinpao standing alone in the hall, Chen Changming couldn't help but be surprised.

In these three months, there have been many similar summons.

But the previous few times, Xia got up to summon him, and the elder Jinpao in front of him summoned it alone. This was the first time.

Of course, no matter who came to summon, for Chen Changming at the moment, there is actually no difference.

"Elder Knife."

He bowed slightly, looking at the elder Jinpao in front of him and spoke gently.

"You came."

Hearing Chen Changming's voice, Elder Jin Dao turned around silently, looking at Chen Changming in front of him.