Infinite World Projection

Elder Golden Sword spoke slightly and asked.

"Our country's event will be launched, specially inviting disciples from the Holy Land in the world to go and test and compete in it."

"It just so happens that when I heard that the Saint Child in the Spirit Sect was born, he sent me to invite him."

"I don't know what the elders want?"

Looking at the elder Golden Sword in front of him, Bai Ling had a faint smile on his face. The ethereal temperament was very eye-catching, and he said softly at this moment.

"Trial contest?"

The elders of the Golden Sword and the victorious elders could not help sinking into thoughts.

I have to say that this is an opportunity.

Since the great change decades ago, the strength of the Lingzong has fallen into a trough, and the mountain has to be closed for decades.

But now, the Holy Son of the Spirit King reappeared, the Spirit King inherited someone, and the Spirit Sect had reached the time to leave the mountain.

This so-called trial may be an opportunity.

It can not only make a name for itself, but also allow the Holy Son of the Spirit King to appear in front of the King of the Kingdom of Qin.

Although the mountain has been sealed for hundreds of years, but within the spirit sect, the news of the golden sword elder and the victorious elder is not blocked, and understands the current situation among the nations.

Today, after thousands of years of turmoil, after the Seven Kingdoms dominated the roost one after another, the power of Qin has become increasingly powerful, dominating the northwest, with the seven kings' struggle, the national strength is growing stronger, and there is a faint trend of being number one in the world.

If this were not the case, the Guigu faction would not have entered Qin from the west and defected to the Qin royal family decades ago.

If the Lingzong wanted to come out again and find a country to defect to, Qin would be one of the best candidates.

At this point, the two elders Jindao and Housheng looked at each other, feeling a little moved in their hearts.

However, the only thing that worries them is that the holy son has just returned to the throne not long ago, and his practice date is still shallow, is it early to participate in the competition?

After all, although this is an opportunity to show your face, if you lose right now, it won't look good.

"Don't worry."

In front of him, it seemed that he could see the concerns in the hearts of Elder Jindao and Elder Hou Sheng, Bai Ling smiled again, and said: "The status of the noble saint son is so respected, how can you fight like ordinary disciples."

"In this competition, you only need to send a few skilled disciples to your school. As for the Saint, you don't have to end up in person."

"At that time, the State of Qin will arrange Young Master Chu to be in charge of the reception, so that he can get close to the future saint master of your school."

"So, it doesn't hurt."

The elder after victory moved in his heart and nodded at this moment.

If this is the case, then the biggest worry will naturally disappear.

And they also heard about the so-called Master Chu.

This is one of the sons of King Qin today, and also the next generation King Qin designated. In Qin, it can be described as below one person and above 10,000.

With such a status, to entertain the Holy Son of Lingzong, it can be seen that King Qin attaches great importance.

If the son of Lingzong can negotiate a good relationship with the future King of Qin, the situation of Lingzong in Qin will naturally be much better in the future.

As for the risk, it should be nothing.

When the Holy Son of Lingzong travels, among the three elders of Lingzong, there must be someone accompanying him.

Under the protection of the grandmaster and in the kingdom of Qin, who can hurt the holy son of Lingzong?

Therefore, for this concern, the elders after the victory just thought about it, and then left it behind.

On the side, Elder Golden Sword also nodded: "Yes."

"That would be better."

Looking at Elder Jindao and Elder Hou Sheng, Bai Ling couldn't help but smile.

She naturally understood the thoughts of Elder Golden Sword and Elder Hou Sheng, and it was precisely because she understood that she would be very sure this time.

"In the spirit sect, as long as you don't leave here, that variable will be the life of the spirit king, naturally nothing will happen."

"But if it's out of this Spirit Sect, it's not necessarily so."

Looking at the elder Golden Sword in front of him, Bai Ling smiled: "After stepping out of this spirit sect, whether you want to personally end the battle with others is up to you."

"This is the evolution of fate, and it's also an ending you can't avoid."

She spoke softly in her heart, and all kinds of thoughts could not help but flash through at this time.

After talking with the three elders of Jindao, Bai Ling didn't leave immediately, but just stayed here and stayed here for a while.

And after half a day, Chen Changming learned the news when he was in the Palace of the Spirit King.

"Let me go to Qin State to watch the battle on behalf of the Lingzong?"

Sitting on the white jade bed, Chen Changming slowly opened his eyes, looked at the black robe maid in front of him, and spoke slowly.

"Yes."

In front of her, the black robe maid had a respectful face and said softly: "These are the original words of Elder Golden Sword."

"At that time, the Golden Knife elders will accompany the holy son to the kingdom of Qin."

She spoke like this, telling what the elder Jindao had explained.

In front of him, Chen Changming was silent for a while before speaking.

"I know."

He spoke softly, his face looked calm: "Go back and tell the elder, I will be ready."

"Yes."

In front of her, the black robe maid nodded respectfully, and then slowly left.

Only Chen Changming remained in place.

Chapter One Hundred Sixty Five

"It seems that I can't hide it after all"

In the Palace of the Spirit King, looking at the black robe maid who was slowly leaving in the distance, sitting on the white jade bed, Chen Changming slowly shook his head.