"What do you want to do?"
Standing in place, feeling the sword spirit in his mind, Chen Heng asked the most important question.
What does the existence of the sword spirit mean, and what is the past of this self-proclaimed sword spirit? These questions are very important, but they are not the most important right now.
Right now, for Chen Heng, the most important issue is the purpose of the sword spirit.
"I mean no ill will to you."
In his mind, Sword Spirit shook his head, and then started his own actions.
The next moment, an inexplicable force surged up, and quickly emerged from Chen Heng's induction.
In the blink of an eye, his consciousness disappeared instantly, and he was pulled into a void space.
The surrounding environment changed, and when Chen Heng regained consciousness, he had already come to another place.
There is a deep and dark space in front of me, the surroundings are dark, and there is no light.
The next moment, Chen Heng's figure appeared here.
After his figure appeared, the surrounding area lit up, illuminating a figure in front of him.
Chen Heng raised his head and looked forward.
Ahead, a young figure stood there.
The young man was wearing a moon-white robe, and his appearance was handsome, but his face looked a little pale, and he seemed a little weak.
The same is true of his body, faintly, it seems a little illusory.
As if it could disappear at any time.
Standing where he was, looking at the young man, Chen Heng remained calm on the surface, but he was thinking wildly in his heart.
The opponent's body is obviously not normal, not a real flesh and blood body, and this place is definitely not the place just now, but it may not be a different place.
Although the contact time was not long, judging from the fact that the opponent needs to live in the sword to become a sword spirit, and Chen Heng needs to actively contact it, the strength of the opponent is obviously not strong.
Regardless of whether it was strong in the past, but now, the strength of the opponent has obviously weakened to a certain extent, and it is impossible to have this kind of power to move people away at will.
Otherwise, he doesn't need to wait for Chen Heng to take the initiative to touch the sword. Wouldn't it be more enjoyable to take Chen Heng away directly
At the same time, Chen Heng also observed that his own body seemed to be a bit wrong, just like the body of the young man opposite him, it also seemed a little illusory, but compared to the other party, it was much more solid.
"The spiritual world?"
Suddenly, this thought flashed through his mind.
"This is not the outside world, but a field temporarily constructed by me with my soul."
On the opposite side, the young man's face was pale, and he said slowly at this moment: "I have no malice towards you."
"The reason I'm looking for you is because you are special."
"special?"
When the voice fell, Chen Heng was a little surprised, but now he smiled: "I don't think there is anything special about me."
Speaking of special, he is indeed quite special.
Whether it is his identity as a time traveler or the existence of a simulator, it is enough to make him a very special existence.
But he didn't think that the person in front of him could see through these things.
Apart from these, he felt that there was nothing special about himself, so that the other party specially treated him like this.
"Your spiritual sense is exceptionally strong."
On the opposite 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."
"Under normal circumstances, others cannot detect my existence at all, but you can."
"Isn't that special?"
Looking at Chen Heng, he smiled, and said: "What's even better is that you have extraordinary aptitude and perfect spiritual roots. You are really a natural fairy seedling."
"Wonderful, really wonderful."
He smiled, and couldn't help opening his mouth at this time, so he said with a smile.
"Natural fairy seedlings?"
Hearing these words, Chen Heng was taken aback for a moment, then quickly reacted, and became vigilant in his heart.
The aptitude of his body is indeed quite good, even Chen Heng can feel the difference.
However, Song Qi's change came first. Hearing what the other party said at this moment, he subconsciously had some bad thoughts.
The guy in front of him, wouldn't it be because he took a fancy to his aptitude and wanted to do something to seize the house
There was vigilance in his heart, but it didn't show on the surface, it just showed doubts: "Really?"
"But I feel that my aptitude seems to be very poor. After several months of cultivation, 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 objects, it is naturally difficult to build a foundation on its own."
On the opposite side, hearing Chen Heng's words, the young man smiled, and then said: "With your aptitude, as long as you have enough spiritual supplies, you will be able to soar into the sky."
"Let me ask you, would you like to join my Wanchao Sword Sect?"
He looked at Chen Heng and asked directly.
"Join the Wanchao Sword Sect?"
When the voice fell, Chen Heng was a little surprised.
It's not about seizing the house, but because of his aptitude, wanting to let him join Wanchao Jianzong
It seems logical to think about it.
For a sect that has already disappeared, it seems normal for the heirs of it to see a fairy seedling with excellent aptitude and want to take it under their sect
In any case, this result is much better than seizing the house.
If it is really a seizure, then it is really troublesome.
Although the person in front of him looked weak and only breathed a sigh of relief, he was an old monster from who knows how many years ago. If he really fights together, he may not be able to beat the opponent.
At that time, the result will be quite bad.
Although it is nothing to Chen Heng even if he is dead, after all, he spent 500 simulation points to obtain this identity.
If you can not die, it is better not to die.
This thought flashed through Chen Heng's mind, and he had already made a decision, but there was a look of hesitation on the surface.
Even if you have already decided to answer, if you agree too quickly without even thinking about it, you will give the other party a bad feeling.
Therefore, there was hesitation on his face, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked: "As far as I know, the Wanchao Sword Sect has already disappeared in this great domain."
"No problem."
Regarding Chen Heng's hesitation, the young man was not dissatisfied at all, but smiled instead: "Although the holy land has moved away, there are still many things left in this large area."
"If you are willing to worship me as a teacher and join my Wanchao Sword Sect, then you will be the only disciple of the Holy Land in this great domain."
"These things are naturally all yours."
Looking at Chen Heng, he spoke seriously, and said: "Although there are not many things left in these places, it is enough to support your initial practice."
"When you reach the realm of transforming gods in the future, you can travel across domains and find a way to find the holy land of the year."
"That being the case, the apprentice pays respects to the master."
Hearing this, Chen Heng didn't hesitate any longer, just nodded and bowed.
According to common sense, the other party's words have already reached this level, and there is no reason to refuse.
That being the case, it was logical for Chen Heng to join the other party's sect.
Anyway, from the current point of view, he is not at a disadvantage.
"It's so good."
The young man smiled, then continued to speak, saying his name: "Remember, my name is Danqingzi."
After the words fell, Chen Heng was about to nod.
However, the surrounding scenery changed, quickly disappeared, and then quickly returned to the previous position.
Standing where he was, Chen Heng looked in front of him.
In front of his eyes, the long silver sword was still standing, holding it in his hand.
He maintained the previous posture, just standing there alone.
On the side, Song Qi was still observing the sword, laughing excitedly from time to time.
Looking at it like this, it seems that he doesn't know anything 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 tentatively.
"I am still here."
In my mind, Dan Qingzi's voice sounded again, but it seemed much weaker now.
Looking at it this way, the previous actions were not too expensive for him, so he couldn't help but start to weaken at this moment.
"The Yinhua sword in front of you is the master's body, you can take it with you and carry it with you."
Still in his head, Dan Qingzi's voice seemed extremely tired.
(end of this chapter)