Chapter 142: Sacred Heart

"People who inherit the spirit king's heritage will inherit the spirit king's tradition and inherit the spirit king's order ..."
In his mind, the spirit in the knife spoke softly and said this to Chen Changming.
"What will happen?"
Chen Changming then asked.
"There will be some very interesting reactions ..."
The spirit in the sword sighed softly: "You should know that, among mortals, the heirs of the descendants have the blood of the ancestors, which is very similar to the ancestors in various aspects.
"This is because of the blood connection, which makes them close to each other."
"And between fate, there is also a similar connection ..."
"Predecessors mean that the existence of the same fate will also be close to each other?"
Chen Changming faintly understood, so asked.
"Not bad."
The spirit in the knife nodded: "The so-called fate is actually a trajectory."
"And inheriting someone's life, it means that they will be close to each other on the track, and close to each other."
"People who have inherited the emperor's destiny will probably embark on the road of the emperor in the future, and the destiny will be those who are alone.
"The same is true for the life of the spirit king ..."
"What about the future path of the person who inherits the Order of the Spirit King?"
Chen Changming frowned and asked.
"People who have inherited the Order of the Spirit King will have a lot of fate in the future, and they will meet many enemies and are easy to die ..."
The spirit in the sword sighed softly: "Of course, even if you don't die to death, the urine property inherited by the spirit king will easily become mad, and it is not impossible to go crazy directly.
Chen Changming nodded silently.
Practicing the Secret Code of the Spirit King, Chen Changming is naturally very clear about the spirit in the sword.
After practicing Spirit King's Secret Code, almost every moment, there are horrible evil thoughts in him.
It ’s okay to be at one-and-a-half, but if you continue at this rhythm, once you relax a little, you may just go crazy when you are unsure.
"Of course, there is not a solution ..."
It seems to see the weight in Chen Changming's heart, and the spirit in the knife then speaks.
"any solution?"
Chen Changming raised his head and could not help asking.
"Clash between fates ..."
The spirit in the sword said softly: "There will be conflicts and buffers between the fate, resulting in various changes."
"You inherit the life of the Spirit King. Although your future life is likely to be bumpy, it is not impossible."
"As long as you find someone with other fatalities and use the fatalities on them, you can buffer the life of the spirit king on your body."
"As long as the fatalities of other fatalities are strong enough, you can shake the spirit king's fatalities in your body and change your future fatality to a certain extent."
Chen Changming was silent for a while, and then said: "How many people in this world have the fate?"
"not much."
"The number of lives stronger than the life of the spirit king, how?"
"Uh......"
The spirit in the sword was silent for a while, and at this time, I didn't know what to say.
Indeed, if the life of the spirit king is so easy to crack, the successor of the life of the spirit king will not be so rough.
But the spirit of the spirit in the sword actually caused Chen Changming to have a thought in his mind.
If he remembers correctly, the priests of the Lingzong dynasty were all those who practiced the mystery of the spirit king to great success.
In other words, these people should all be successors of the spirit king's order.
As long as Chen Changming looked back to review the deeds of the Holy Sect Lords of the past, he might be able to find some ways.
Of course, that is the future.
At this time, the most important thing for Chen Changming is to pass the next trial of the Spirit King.
If this trial fails, then there is nothing to say.
Everyone is dead, what to talk about later.
With this in mind, Chen Changming slowly closed his eyes and closed his eyes to refresh himself.
Three days later, Chen Changming put on new clothes and saw Elder Jindao again in a large hall.
Compared with the previous ones, there seems to have been some changes in the elders of the Golden Sword, and the attitude towards Chen Changming has also changed slightly, but it is not too obvious.
In the hall in front of him, Chen Changming sat quietly behind the elder Jin Dao.
This was a celebration, and not many people were present.
After defeating all the other candidates, Chen Changming is now the only candidate for the Son.
If in other places, he is already a well-deserved son.
But among the Lingzong, it is not necessary.
If one day does not pass the test of the spirit king, the alternative of the Son will always be the alternative.
Therefore, although this celebration today was prepared for Chen Changming, not many people appeared in it.
Apart from the elders of the golden sword, there were only a few people.
Among them, the Elder of the Golden Sword was here because it was very optimistic about Chen Changming from the beginning.
Otherwise, in his capacity, he will probably not be here at this moment.
After all, apart from the elders of the Golden Sword, the main line of the 12 branches of the Lingzong can be said to have not come.
It can be seen deserted.
In this regard, Chen Changming felt that it did not matter, just rested silently, beside the elder of the Golden Sword, silently adjusted his state.
He doesn't like lively scenes very much, and now the deserted conditions here are just right for him.
However, to his surprise, half of the celebration was held by outsiders.
"It was late by accident ..."
A soft voice sounded in the ear, listening to the sound, it seemed like a very beautiful woman.
Listening to this voice, Chen Changming slowly raised his head and opened his eyes to look into the distance.
I saw in the distance, a woman in a white dress, looking in her early twenties, walked slowly.
It was an extremely beautiful woman with a very delicate appearance and slight flaws. The whole body was perfect. There was an indescribable beauty and a unique and touching temperament. .
She stood there, wearing a white dress at the moment, and her skin was extremely delicate under the light of light. At this moment, she stood in the distance, looking at Chen Changming behind the elder Jin Dao, a smile appeared on her face.
"Sacred Heart, what are you doing here?"
Elder Jin Dao slowly opened his eyes, looked at the extremely holy woman, and frowned.
Sacred Heart?
Hearing the words of Elder Jin Dao, Chen Changming was a little surprised and instantly understood the identity of the woman in front of him.
One of the three elders of Lingzong, the elder of the Sacred Heart in charge of the Lingwang Temple.
This is also one of the elders of the Lingzong, and ranks with the elder of the golden sword.
It seems that the root of the inheritance of the Spirit King Records Chen Changming had practiced before is also the vein of the elder Sacred Heart in front of him.
"This celebration is for the trial of the Son."
Looking at the distance, frowning, she seemed very unwelcome to her, Elder Sword, Elder Sacred Heart smiled softly, and a beautiful face showed a beautiful arc: "Since this, I Ca n’t we come and see our future son?

"Or do you only allow the Golden Knife to look at the Son alone and you won't let me come over?"
She turned around, her eyes still looking at Chen Changming, and said so gently.
While speaking, he stood quietly in the distance, his eyes very soft, and he looked at Chen Changming like this.
Her words are also very light, which seems to reveal a unique charm, which makes people feel good.
Chen Changming looked calm and stood up silently, saluting to the woman in front of him: "I have seen Elder Sacred Heart."
His voice was calm, his face calm, and he didn't seem to be affected by the Sacred Heart at all. His attitude seemed very calm.
Elder Sacred Heart was a little surprised, and could not help glancing at Chen Changming.
In Fang Cai, when she spoke, she had already used Ling Wang Lu to try to exert influence with Ling Wang Lu, but in the end she could not see the slightest response.
To be able to perform this way, if Chen Changming is not extraordinary in his concentration, he will reach a strong point at the spiritual level, so that he will not be affected.
"interesting....."
The smile on her face remained the same, and the thought flashed in her heart.
"Come all here, just sit down ..."
Aside, the voice of Elder Jin Dao slowly sounded.
Sitting on top of Chen Changming, he looked at the elder Sacred Heart standing in front of him, and said slowly.
No matter how you say it, the Sacred Heart is also one of the three elders of the Lingzong, and its status is tied with the golden sword.
Elders of the Golden Sword should have some etiquette even if they do n’t catch a cold.
"You don't have to be seated."
Listening to the words of Elder Jin Dao, Sacred Heart shook his head with a smile: "I'm here ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I just came to see the future Son, and I didn't have the idea of ​​going to the banquet."
"Actually, I still have to take care of myself, so I lost my company first."
She smiled at Chen Changming in the distance, nodded at it, and then turned around and left, looking very polite.
Chen Changming sat on the spot, watching him leave quietly.
"Why? The kid is moving?"
In the mind, the voice of the spirit in the knife slowly sounded: "According to your mortal standards, should this be a great beauty?"
"How is it? Isn't it tempting?"
"Because she looks beautiful, is she tempted?"
Chen Changming smiled and replied in his heart.
"What about then?"
The spirit in the sword seemed a little puzzled: "If you don't care about the beauty, then you shouldn't care about the ugly one?"
"Thinking back then, my master's favorite thing was to break the major holy sites and grab their saints back."
"After taking it back?"
Chen Changming was a little bored and asked casually.
"Practice the knife ..."
The face of the spirit in the sword takes for granted: "According to my master's words, with these saints to practice the sword, he feels comfortable when he cut it, even the corpse feels pleasing to the eye ..."
"Uh....."
Chen Changming froze for a moment, and suddenly felt a little problem.
Is it hard to back the virgins in various holy places, just to cut them?
This so-called King of the Golden Swords is also a horror, and most of it is not a decent figure.
If he had just arrived in this world, Chen Changming might be unable to help raising a chill.
But now, after so many things, Chen Changming is more or less used to it.