Infinite World Projection

In this regard, the spirit of the knife is also supportive.

Although he is the spirit of the heavenly king's golden sword, and masters a large number of martial arts, he basically follows a tough path.

As for the other martial arts, although he knew it, his mastery might not be as good, and might not be as good as taught by the elders of the spirit sect.

Obviously, both he and the elder Jindao had guessed the purpose of Chen Changming wrong.

How could Chen Changming's purpose be so complicated.

The reason why he was going to visit the elders of the past dynasties of Lingzong was simply to be greedy for others and want to make some projections.

In addition, although there are other purposes, they are not very important.

"I hope I can gain something"

Walking on the road, this thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind.

Visiting the elders of the Lingzong generations, this is the best way he can think of to improve his strength in a short time.

The elders of the Spirit Sect are basically the strength of the grandmaster, and those old elders are the same at their peak.

Among the elders of the Spirit Sect, Chen Changming couldn't beat the elders such as Golden Sword elders who were at their peak.

But these old elders should still be possible, right?

Even if you used to be a master, but now you are old and weak, you probably don't have much combat power left?

Chen Changming thought so at this moment.

He had no guilt in his heart for preparing to bully the lonely old man.

No way, life is forced.

If he can, he doesn't want to stalk the old man's wool.

But Naihe Zhuang really couldn't beat it.

At this point, Chen Changming suddenly remembered something.

"Senior Spirit"

His body paused, and asked softly in his mind: "How old is Elder Golden Sword now?"

"Golden sword?"

The voice of the spirit in the knife then sounded in his mind: "This guy is now more than 300 years old."

"If you don't break through and return to the source, I guess it will be overwhelming after some thoughts."

He shook his head, and said so, with some sighs in his voice.

"Three hundred years old"

Chen Changming was lost in thought.

"Boy, you are now innate. If there are no accidents, you can probably live more than one hundred and fifty easily."

"The master generally has a life span of three hundred years."

"The guy Jin Dao is the pinnacle of the Grand Master. He has a half-step return to the source. His life span should be longer than that of an ordinary Grand Master. He should be able to live to 400 years.

"But basically, he should be dead in a few decades."

There was some sigh in the voice of the spirit of the knife: "Humans are like this, as long as they are old, they are useless."

"Even if it's the Golden Sword guy, his strength will start to decline in a few decades. If it's not good at that time, I'm afraid that he won't even be able to beat the girl before."

He spoke softly, with an inexplicable sadness in his voice.

Perhaps in the past years, he has seen a lot of this situation.

As for the little Niangpi mentioned by the spirit of the knife, it is naturally Sacred Heart Elder.

"Does Grand Master only have three hundred lives?"

Chen Changming was silent for a while, then continued to speak: "What about the return to the source?"

"Go back to the source"

The Spirit of the Knife thought for a while, and then gave an answer: "Generally speaking, it can be about five hundred years, which is a long time."

"But at this level, even if your life is exhausted, there may still be ways to survive."

"any solution?"

Chen Changming was taken aback and continued to ask.

"Keeping part of your own source and sealing it down through special methods can keep part of your consciousness circulating, and it will not disappear for a long time."

The Spirit of the Knife spoke like this: "But this way, it's basically meaningless, and I can't move normally, I can only observe the surroundings."

"Generally speaking, I will use this method to keep part of my own source, rarely for myself, but basically for inheritance."

"Like me."

In Chen Changming's mind, the voice of the spirit in the knife continued to sound: "My existence is that my master injects a little of his own source into the golden knife, so that I can be born and have my own consciousness."

"The same is true for the sources left by other people, but because of different strengths, the situation is different."

"Of course, if the strength goes further and reaches above the return to the source, then the situation will be different again."

"What's the difference?" Chen Changming asked next.

"Even if you die, you may cheat your corpse."

The spirit of the knife said: "At this level, your own source and spirit are already extremely powerful, and they can even feed back to the world and form a variety of unique fate."

"That's how the life of the Spirit King came from you?"

Hearing this, Chen Changming couldn't help but stunned: "The so-called fate is manifested by the strong people above the source of feedback to the world?"

"Correct."

The spirit of the knife nodded: "To be precise, it is the traces left by the strong in the world."

"After their own source is strong to a certain level, it will be enough to reflect the world, reflect their traces, and turn them into unique fate."

"If future generations inherit their orthodoxy and inherit their fate, they will follow the same path as their ancestors under the influence of the previous trajectory."