Chapter 128

"What do you want to do?"

Standing in the same place, feeling the sword spirit in his mind, Chen Heng asked the most important question.

What does the existence of the sword spirit mean? What is the past of this self proclaimed sword spirit? These questions are very important, but they are not the most important at present.

At present, for Chen Heng, the most important problem is the purpose of the sword spirit.

"I mean you no harm."

In my mind, the sword spirit shook his head, and then began his own action.

The next moment, an inexplicable force surged up, in Chen Heng's induction in the rapid emergence.

In the blink of an eye, his consciousness disappeared and was pulled into a void space.

The surrounding environment changes. When Chen Heng regains consciousness, he has come to another place.

In front of my eyes is a deep dark space, surrounded by dark, do not see any light.

Then the next moment, Chen Heng's figure appeared here.

When his figure appeared, the light around him lit up, illuminating a figure in front of him.

Chen Heng raised his head and looked ahead.

Ahead, a young man was standing there.

The young man was dressed in a white robe and had a pretty face, but his face looked pale and weak.

His body, too, seemed illusory.

It's like it could disappear at any time.

Standing in the same place, looking at the appearance of the youth, Chen Heng is calm on the surface, but thinking crazily in his heart.

The other party's body is obviously not normal, not really flesh and blood. This place is not just that place, but it may not be a new place.

Although the contact time is not long, from the point of view that the other side needs to live in the sword and incarnate in the sword spirit, and Chen Heng needs to take the initiative to contact with it, the strength of the other side is obviously not strong.

No matter whether it was strong or not, now the strength of the other party has obviously weakened to a certain extent, and it is impossible to have the power to move people away at will.

Otherwise, he doesn't need to wait for Chen Heng to contact the sword. Isn't it more pleasant to take Chen Heng away?

At the same time, Chen Heng also observed that his body seems to be somewhat wrong. It is just as unreal as the body of the youth opposite him, but it is much more solid than the other side.

"The world of spirit?"

Suddenly, the idea flashed through his mind.

"This is not the outside world, but an area temporarily constructed by my spirit..."

on the other side, the young man's face was pale, and now he slowly said, "I have no malice to you."

"I'm looking for you just because you're special."

"Special?"

Voice down, Chen Heng some accident, this time is a smile: "I don't think I have anything special."

When it comes to the special, he is really special.

Whether it is the identity of a traverser or the existence of a simulator, it is enough to make him a very special existence.

But he didn't think that this man could see through this.

In addition to these, he realized that there was nothing special about himself, so that he let the other party treat him like this.

"Your spiritual sense is very powerful."

On the other side, the young man coughed, and his face seemed even paler: "I was hiding in the sword, and I have been silent for many years."

"Normally, no one else can detect me, but you can."

"Isn't that something special?"

Looking at Chen Heng, he said with a smile, "what's more, you have extraordinary talent. You are a natural immortal."

"Wonderful, really wonderful."

He laughed, then he could not help but say so.

"Born xianmiao?"

Listening to this, Chen Heng was stunned at first, then reacted quickly and raised his vigilance in his heart.

His physical quality is really good. Even Chen Heng can feel the difference.

However, Song Qi's change comes first. At this moment, when he hears the other party say so, he subconsciously raises some bad ideas.

At present, this guy is not interested in his qualifications and wants to take over, right?

Vigilance appeared in his heart, but it didn't appear on the surface. He just showed the color of doubt: "is that right?"

"But I feel that my qualification seems to be very poor. I have been practicing for several months, and I still can't build a foundation."

He pretended to be ignorant, as if he really felt that his talent was poor.

"Without the supply of spiritual things, it is difficult to build a foundation only by itself."

On the other side, listening to Chen Heng's words, the young man laughed, and then said, "with your qualifications, as long as you have enough spiritual supplies, you will soar to the sky."

"Let me ask you, would you like to join my Wanchao sword sect?"He looked at Chen Heng and asked directly.

"Into... Wanchaojianzong?"

Chen Heng was surprised when his voice fell.

Not to give up, but to see his qualifications, want to let him into wanchaojianzong?

It seems logical to think about it.

It seems normal for the descendants of a sect that has already disappeared to think about bringing the talented xianmiao under the sect when they see them?

In any case, the result is better than giving up.

If it's true, then it's really troublesome.

Although the man looked weak and had only one breath left, he was an old monster who didn't know how many years ago. If he really put it together, he might not be able to beat him.

It's going to turn out pretty bad.

Even if he died, it was nothing for Chen Heng, but it took him 500 simulation points to get his identity.

If you can not die, you'd better not die.

Chen Heng's mind flashed this idea, has made a decision, but the surface shows a pair of hesitant color.

Even if you have decided to ask for an answer, if you agree too quickly and don't even think about it, it will give the other party a bad feeling.

Therefore, his face showed hesitation. After a moment of hesitation, he asked: "as far as I know, wanchaojianzong has long disappeared in this area..."

"no harm."

For Chen Heng's hesitation, the youth was not dissatisfied, but laughed: "although the holy land has moved away, there are still many things left in this region."

"If you are willing to worship me as your teacher and join our wanchaojian sect, you will be the only disciple of Holy Land in this region."

"These things, of course, are yours."

Looking at Chen Heng, he spoke seriously and said, "although there are not many things left in these places, they are enough for your early cultivation."

"When you arrive at the realm of transforming God in the future, you can cross the realm and try to find the holy land of that year."

"In that case, I'd like to see my master."

Hearing this, Chen Heng didn't hesitate any more. He nodded his head directly. It was a worship.

According to the common sense, the other party has already said this, and there is no reason to refuse.

In this case, Chen Heng also naturally, worship into each other's door.

At the moment, anyway, he is not at a loss.

"That's good."

The young man laughed, then continued to speak and said his name: "remember, my name is Dan Qingzi."

As the voice fell, Chen Hengzheng nodded.

However, the scenery around changed, disappeared quickly, and then quickly returned to the previous position.

Standing in the same place, Chen Heng looked in front of him.

In front of his eyes, the silver sword was still standing in his hand.

He maintained his previous posture and stood there alone.

One side, Song Qi is still there to observe the sword, from time to time the issue of excited laughter.

It seems that he knows nothing about what happened to Chen Heng.

Looking at Song Qi's reaction, Chen Heng felt a little relieved, and then looked around.

"Master?"

He read it tentatively.

"I'm still here."

In my mind, danqingzi's voice sounded again, but now it seemed weak.

Looking at this, the previous movement was not a small consumption for him, so he began to be weak at the moment.

"The silver sword in front of you is the essence of being a teacher. Take it with you and take it with you."

In the brain, danqingzi's voice was very tired.