Infinite World Projection

Therefore, this time Chen Changming's task was completed very smoothly.

Of course, one visit and contact will not yield much contact.

If you want to really harvest projections, you will need to visit frequently in the future.

But for Chen Changming, this is a good start.

"Almost able to go back"

Silently followed Chen Changming and followed him for a day. Xia Qi said: "Where to go, Shengzi, you have already walked."

"There is still another place, I don't know if you want to go, Saint Son."

"Where?"

Chen Changming turned around and asked gently.

"The memorial tablets of the elders of the past generations, you haven't been to worship the Son yet.

Looking at Chen Changming, Xia Qi said softly: "Are you going to have a look?"

"Everything is here, so let's go and visit together."

Chen Changming smiled and said so.

The so-called making a full set of dramas, now that he has done so much, Chen Changming doesn't mind doing more.

For the time being, he does not lack this time.

So, under the leadership of Xia Qi, he slowly walked to a side hall.

Outside the side hall, there are towers standing tall, all of which look very tall, with tablets and tablets written with their names.

Chen Changming took the incense and walked slowly forward, visiting one by one.

He first finished worshipping the tablets of the twelve branch line masters, and then walked into the ranks of the three elders.

And the first one he approached was the memorial tablet of the Golden Blade.

Taking a few incense at random, he walked in.

"Chen Changming, a disciple of the younger generation of Lingzong, the 36th generation of sage Chen Changming, has met all the elders"

A soft voice fell on the spot, and then Chen Changming put the incense in his hand into the top of a stove.

Then, a faint handwriting appeared before my eyes.

"Connectivity plus one"

Chapter One Hundred and Sixty One

"Connectivity plus one"

A faint handwriting appeared before his eyes.

Chen Changming almost couldn't hold back his hand shaking.

He raised his head slightly and looked aside.

In the surroundings, an empty memorial tablet was quietly placed, but in the surroundings, no one could be seen.

Xia Qi was not inside at the moment, and was still outside waiting for Chen Changming to come out.

Whose connection is this?

And Chen Changming did nothing.

Just put on a stick of incense, can the connection degree increase?

"Not so?"

Chen Changming's face was calm, and doubts arose in his heart at this time.

He couldn't find traces of other people around him.

So he decided to call someone.

"Senior Spirit"

In his mind, he spoke softly and said.

"how?"

In my mind, the voice of the spirit in the knife sounded again.

"Help me see, is anyone peeping around here?"

Chen Changming didn't change his face, and said to himself in his heart.

The spirit of the sword is invisible and invisible, and usually sleeps in the golden sword of the king, and cannot act alone.

But as a kind of source, the sense of the spirit in the knife is extremely powerful, far stronger than Chen Changming at this moment.

Therefore, on this occasion, Chen Changming would subconsciously ask for help.

Listening to Chen Changming's words, the spirit of the knife didn't ask anything, and started to probe directly.

When the spirit of the knife began to explore, Chen Changming also took a deep breath and continued to say his sacrifice.

According to the rules, he personally copied the rules of the golden knife line several times, and then burned them in the center of the ancestral hall.

"Connectivity plus one"

A faint handwriting appeared in front of me again.

Chen Changming couldn't help stiffening.

"No one."

At the same time, in his mind, the voice of the spirit of the knife came slowly.

Chen Changming couldn't help his mouth twitching.

no one?

Could it be a corpse fraud?

Fortunately, the spirit of the knife continued to speak afterwards.