Infinite World Projection

At this point, Chen Changming couldn't help shaking his head, and then stepped forward.

He continued to walk forward, led by Xia Qi, and slowly walked into the palace in front of him.

Walking into the palace, a feeling of emptiness slowly came.

Chen Changming turned and looked around.

Everywhere around, there are murals in inch-by-inch corners, which look very unique.

It's just that there is no one in every corner.

"Is it empty here?"

Looking at the empty corners everywhere, Chen Changming turned around and looked at it, unable to help but wonder.

"almost."

Xia started nodding and said, "This is how it is."

"Although the palace is huge, there are not many people here. Except for some daily servants, there are not many others."

"It's naturally empty here."

Xia Qi spoke softly and said.

He seems to be familiar with this place, he should have been here more than once, so he doesn't need others to lead the way, and he walks very skillfully.

"correct."

Walking on the road, looking at Chen Changming on the side, he gently said, "If the Son wants to, he can also find a place here, and he can live in directly when he needs it in the future."

"Just live in when you need it?"

The corner of Chen Changming's mouth twitched: "Am I not old yet?"

"There will always be that day."

Xia Qi spoke, and smiled: "People always have a long-term vision, and they can't just look at them."

"Like an old man, not only has he found a place, he has also found a cemetery."

"Then what you prepared is really sufficient"

Chen Changming looked at Xia Qi and couldn't help but speak.

"It's fine."

Xia Qi smiled and didn't say much about this issue.

After a while, they continued to walk forward, and soon reached the depths of this palace.

In a hall, a faint medicinal gas spread out.

In the hall, several figures are sitting at one end of the hall, where chess is being played at the moment.

Chen Changming looked at it calmly.

There are three people in total, two of them look a little old, but one of them looks very young, but in his early forties, he is already here.

The middle-aged man was wearing a gray shirt, and he was sitting there at the moment, watching the other two playing chess, looking excited.

"This is Elder Liu"

Looking at the middle-aged man ahead, Xia Qi said softly.

"Elder Liu"

Chen Changming suddenly understood the identity of the man in front of him.

Before coming here, in order to avoid committing some oolongs, Xia Qi once explained to him the people here.

In addition to some elderly masters of various veins, and some disciples who were placed here due to accidents, there are a total of three elders here.

The two elders were the previous generation elders of the Hou Mu Hall and the Law Enforcement Hall. As for the elder Liu in front of him, he was a bit special.

Elder Liu's real name is Liu Sheng, not from the same line of the three elders, but from the Palace of the Spirit King, and a cron of the previous generation of the Spirit King.

After the disappearance of the last generation of spirit king, his martial arts was also half-worn by accident, so he came here early to provide for the elderly.

Seeing this, the other party had a pretty good time here.

"No one comes to this place at ordinary times. Why does Shengzi suddenly want to come and see?"

In front of him, the two old elders were playing chess, and Liu Sheng stood there and smiled at Chen Changming, and asked.

"Visit the elders, this is what it should be."

Chen Changming smiled, and said: "I should have come earlier, but now, it's already a lot late."

Listening to Chen Changming's words, Liu Sheng smiled: "Within the spirit sect, there are fewer and fewer people like Saint Son today."

They talked here, just chatting sentence by sentence in this place.

As for being in front of him, the two elders in front of him have been playing chess there, and they didn't even care about Chen Changming's arrival.

Chen Changming didn't care about this, he just stood there, chatting with Liu Sheng, and watching the surroundings.

After standing aside for an hour, the two elders in front of them stopped their movements.

"Not bad."

An elder who was wearing a black robe and whose one arm had disappeared opened his mouth, and looked at Chen Changming aside and nodded: "Although the specific potential is not visible, this patience is much better than the previous generation of Spirit King."

"Where did you get this golden knife?"

Opposite the one-armed elder, another elder wearing a white shirt with sharp eyes spoke, looking at the golden sword of the heavenly king on Chen Changming's body, speaking like this.

"Get from the Golden Sword Trial Land."

Chen Changming's face was calm, and he spoke softly.

The one-armed elder in front of him is the elder of the Hou Mudian of the previous generation, named Hou Jue, who is now the elder of the Hou Sheng elder.

As for the other white-shirted old man, he is the senior brother of the Golden Sword, named Wu Sheng.

Both are the elders of the Spirit Sect in the past, and in this inner circle, they can be regarded as the most distinguished persons.

"Get from the Golden Sword Trial Land?"