Chapter 116: Method

The day passed slowly.
At night, the warm stream in the side room slept slowly, and Chen Changming continued to meditate in his room without rest.
It's not that he didn't want to sleep, but during this time, he found that as long as he fell asleep, the remaining memories in his mind would spontaneously emerge, causing him to fall into one nightmare after another, making him finally wake up.
This feeling is too bad, and it also made Chen Changming understand that he may not be able to sleep well for the time being.
So he simply stood up and just sat on the head of the bed to meditate, while resting, while recuperating his own spirit.
The concept of Pluto conception is very effective for spiritual conditioning. In the past few nights, Chen Changming has been practicing the Pluto conception to replace normal sleep, and at the same time to eliminate the evil thoughts in his mind.
After a few days, although the effect is not great, there are still some.
At least with the passage of time, Chen Changming could clearly feel that the number of evil thoughts on weekdays has gradually decreased, and occasionally falling asleep at night, the degree of nightmares has also been reduced.
If you keep this trend for a long time and continue to temper with Pluto, you may slowly return to normal.
Unfortunately, this is destined to be a luxury.
On the seventh day after that decisive battle, Chen Changming was called out again to fight against another inheritor.
This time, his opponent is a woman, and she looks pretty good. She is about seventeen or eighty years old. It is the most beautiful time in a person's life.
If you did not fall into this place, it would be a beauty sought after by people.
Compared with the last time, this time the opponent is obviously stronger, and the power of the spirit king in the body is also stronger.
Chen Changming took several tricks, and finally cut him off with a knife.
The evil that hadn't been wiped out in the first place skyrocketed again in an instant, and became even more terrifying.
Because compared with the previous opponent, this time the opponent is stronger, and the power of the Spirit King contained in the body is also stronger.
This also led to the larger insults and fragments of memory that eventually poured into Chen Changming's body, causing his original problems to become more pronounced.
boom!
At night, a faint whistle came out.
In his sleep, Chen Changming awakened subconsciously. The long knife in his hand could not help but be pulled out, and he chopped a wall on the side, and cut a deep mark on it.
"Hey, kid, are you okay?"
In the room on the side, Wen Liuhe was also awakened by Chen Changming's movements, looking at the side of the room where he suddenly drew his knife, like a crazy Chen Changming, some worried opening.
"I .... all right ..."
Holding a knife in his hand, Chen Changming stood there gasping for breath at this moment. The whole person seemed extremely tired, but he still gritted his teeth.
Overall, compared to before, the breath of his entire body began to be a bit unstable, and looking at it like this, the impact was getting worse.
Looking at him, he gently sighed gently.
"Honestly, I was surprised to see you here."
He looked at Chen Changming on the side and said sincerely: "I have not been short in this place, and there are not many people I met."
"Generally speaking, most of the people sent here are going crazy during the first fight, and a few are determined, at most it is to the extent of the second time."
"Boy, you have survived all the way to the present. After two times, you are not crazy, and it's awesome."
He sincerely admired.
"Should I thank you for complimenting me?"
Chen Changming closed his eyes and struggled to get up from the spot. At this time, it looked normal.
"maybe."
Looking at Chen Changming, Wen Liuhe smiled: "But what I said is also true."
"Look, you are recovering now."
Chen Changming opened his eyes and gave him a tired look, but did not speak.
After absorbing external evil forces for the second time, he felt extremely tired at this moment.
Pluto's contemplation of the evil thoughts was very slow. In just seven days, he hadn't even consumed the evil thoughts for the first time, and immediately came to the second one.
The problems in this one suddenly became serious.
In a short time, Chen Changming could still cope.
However, this frequency gave Chen Changming an extremely bad hunch.
During this time, he also observed for a while.
The frequency of other inheritors around to go out to fight is basically every seven days.
To some extent, this also means that after another seven days, Chen Changming will have to go out again to continue the decisive battle with other inheritors.
By that time, the evil that had not been worn away would be even more violent.
Not only will the problem not be solved, it will be more serious.
More importantly, it cannot be refused.
In the second battle of death, Chen Changming also tried to exercise some caution, for example, after slashing the opponent, he did not absorb the power of the spirit king in the opponent's body.
But this approach simply does not work.
The black guard on the side was staring there, and every decisive battle, the deacon named Xia Qi would come to watch from the high platform beside him.
In front of them, Chen Changming couldn't make small moves.
But if this is the case, the result will undoubtedly be extremely bad.
"is there any method?"
He mumbled to himself, and by this time, the thought flashed in his heart.
"You mean, what is the way to control the riot of the Spirit King's power?"
Aside, it seems that Chen Changming murmured, and the gentle voice sounded again.
He looked at Chen Changming, and after thinking about it, he continued to say: "Well, there is indeed one, but I also heard that I don't know if it is reliable."
"any solution?"
Chen Changming glanced at him, and the whole person was very tired.
"The riot of the King of Spirits stems from evil thoughts and impurities in other people."
Wen Liuhe thought about it for a while, and then continued to say: "In a way, the more you draw the power of the spirit king of others, the more powerful the riot of the spirit king in your body will be."
"But one situation is different."
"That is the power of your own spirit king."
"The spirit king's own power?" Chen Changming frowned.
"Correct."
Wen Liuhe nodded his head: "Although the spirit king's power from his own practice will also bring various effects, it does not have so many impurities, and it will be much weaker in the impact on the spirit."
"Similarly, if the power of the spirit king is strong enough, even if the power of the spirit king from other people is absorbed, the impact will be much weaker."
"So to a certain extent, the stronger the power of the Spirit King you practice, the easier it will be to absorb the power of the Spirit King in other people."
Chen Changming's body was a meal.
"Of course, this situation does not actually exist."
Looking at Chen Changming, Wen Liuhe smiled again: "If the power of the Spirit King is so good to repair, there is no need for Lingzong to catch people everywhere, let alone kill ourselves."
"Furthermore, even if you are really talented, how can you practice the power of a huge spirit king?"
He shook his head and smiled bitterly on his face: "The power of the spirit king he has cultivated, of course, lacks those impurities, but as long as it is large enough, the evil influences are also not small ..."
"At that time, there is still a crazy end ..."
He said lightly, saying that he couldn't help being dumb.
This is simply a dead end.
If the talents are not enough, there is no way to practice such a huge spirit king.
However, if the talents are really vertical, and the power of the huge spirit king is practiced alone, that huge power of the spirit king will also drag itself down and pull yourself into the abyss called Madness.
In the end, the ending is the same.
Why bother struggling again?
With a bitter smile on his face, Chen Changming, who looked at the side trembling, seemed to endure severe pain, and finally did not say anything, went to rest alone.
The night gradually came.
After being warm and falling into a deep sleep, Chen Changming's trembling body stopped shaking, and his eyes began to slowly open.
There was a little thought in his eyes. At this time, it was rare that he began to break away from the influence of that huge evil thought and began to think.
Wen Liuhe's method has no effect on the average person, at most it serves as a reference.
Because if it is an ordinary person, there is no way to practice the power of a huge spirit king in a short time.
This suggestion sounds good, but in fact it cannot be realized at all.
But for Chen Changming, this is not the case.
His projection ability can manifest the cultivation of others. When Zhang Yu and others were on the body, Chen Changming successfully realized the Secret Code of the Spirit King, thereby successfully increasing the power of his own Spirit King.
Therefore, it is entirely possible for Chen Changming to make his spirit king's power grow rapidly in a short time.
As for the problems caused by the growth of the Spirit King ...
Chen Changming thought about it.
Judging from the current frequency of seven one-to-one fights, at most one or two or three more times, he may be unable to support it. Even if he does not die under the fight, he will be tossed by the evil thoughts and memory fragments of those inheritors, which is not the spirit To split is to go crazy.
Compared with that result, even if the problems caused by the growth of the Spirit King's power are equally dramatic and obvious, they are nothing.
At this point, Chen Changming made a decision and then bowed his head slightly.
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The familiar projection interface appeared.
Relative to the previous, in addition to a slight increase in body data, there is more Wen Liu and this projectable figure.
Looking at the gentle name on the column of projection, Chen Changming took a deep breath and then clicked up.
A faint gleam of light shone, and a hazy breath enveloped all sides.
In an instant, Chen Changming appeared in the familiar projection space, while on the opposite side, a gentle figure emerged.
As before, he was wearing that ragged shirt, but only one face was full of cold color, which made Chen Changming look a little uncomfortable.
With the projection molding, Wen Liuhe rushed up directly.