Infinite World Projection

Earlier, after being warned by the order of the Spirit King, he had already made up his mind and would never take a step towards the Spirit Sect unless there were accidents.

Unexpectedly, things would happen in this way.

The king of the State of Qin summoned him, and the elder Jindao personally escorted him. Under normal circumstances, Chen Changming had no reason to refuse this trip.

Even Chen Changming himself would feel very safe.

Going to Qin, under the eyes of a monarch, there is also the elder Golden Sword, the pinnacle master, who can harm him under ordinary circumstances?

But Chen Changming knew clearly.

There are some things in this world that cannot be inferred by common sense.

Otherwise, he shouldn't be sitting here now, but should still be his genius doctor in the previous world.

And in fact, as long as he walked out of the Spirit Sect, he had actually refuted his previous thoughts of not making a step out of the Spirit Sect.

By the way, Chen Changming still has nothing to do.

Although he is the Holy Son of Spirit Sect, he is only the Holy Son.

Before he inherited the inheritance of the Spirit King and became the Holy Master of the Spirit Sect, what he said was not useful for the three elders.

When the three elders reached a consensus and asked him to go to Qin, could he still resist?

If this is the case, I am afraid that even the supporter of Elder Golden Sword will turn his face, and the frame will pass him over.

So in this matter, Chen Changming had no choice from the beginning.

However, Chen Changming doesn't care anymore at this moment.

Today is different.

At this moment, after the Heavenly King's golden body, regardless of cultivation level, in terms of combat power, he is no less inferior to the master.

Anyone who wants to hit his idea, as long as he is not hard enough, may end up breaking his head.

This is Chen Changming's greatest strength.

In addition, this time, the elders of the Golden Knife were also shot together.

Unless Guiyuan exists to make a move, Chen Changming is already fearless.

It's just a mere Qin State, so go there.

Chen Changming's face was calm, and this thought flashed silently in his heart.

Sitting on the white jade bed, he raised his head slightly and looked at the outside world.

It was already evening, and the sky outside was already dim, and layers of thin moonlight fell on the ground, looking like a piece of silver frost.

Chen Changming pondered for a moment, then got up and walked out.

He walked out slowly, walked slowly outside a long pavilion outside, and walked slowly here.

At this moment, the figures from the outside world are gradually sparse, and there are not many figures in the original lively place.

However, Chen Changming was not surprised by this, he just walked and wandered around here so casually.

In all directions, a faint light flickered, reflecting a region.

Chen Changming turned around in surprise and looked in a direction not far away.

I saw there, a beautiful woman in white clothes was walking slowly.

The woman in white wears white clothes, her appearance is not beautiful, she can only be said to be delicate, but she also has a unique temperament, ethereal and unique, which makes people feel very unforgettable.

She came from a distance, holding a lantern in her hand.

The silver moonlight shone, shining on her body, as if putting a silver coat on him, holy and unique.

"you are?"

Standing still, looking at the woman walking in the distance, Chen Changming settled down, and then continued to speak.

"Bai Ling, I have seen Saint Son."

Looking at Chen Changming standing in the distance, Bai Ling's face was calm, smiled lightly at Chen Changming, and said so.

"Bai Ling"

Chen Changming read the name, then raised his head: "Are you that Qin woman?"

The news of Qin's envoy's visit had spread throughout the spirit sect, and Chen Changming naturally received the news, and even understood that Bai Ling was a disciple of the Ghost Valley Sect of Qin.

In Fangcai, he also thought about whether to visit him and ask him about the divine fortune teller.

Unexpectedly, I saw it in this way at this moment.

"It's so dark, why is the saint son here alone?"

Standing on the spot, looking at Chen Changming in front of him, Bai Ling, dressed in white, smiled softly at him: "Don't you feel lonely?"

"It's fine."

Chen Changming looked calm and shook his head: "People who practice martial arts have long been used to this."

"It's Miss Bai, why did you stop here in the middle of the night?"

He looked at Bai Ling in front of him and said softly.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, he always felt that the Bai Ling in front of him was somewhat similar to Shang Zhong, and whether he had a similar temperament.

He didn't know if it was an illusion or it was true.

"As the Son of God thought, not for anything else, but for the Son of you."

Looking at Chen Changming, Bai Ling smiled lightly, with some curiosity on his face: "I have studied art in Guigu since I was a child, and I have consulted many ancient books and understood the deeds of the spirit kings of the past."

"The spirit kings of the past are basically majestic, decisive and domineering figures. Why are they so different when you come to Saint Son?"

"There are thousands of people in the world, the sky is colorful, and it can't be exactly the same."

Chen Changming glanced at her and shook his head: "Occasionally there is an abnormal number, it's nothing strange."

"Yeah, there is an odd number occasionally, nothing strange."

Bai Ling smiled, looked at Chen Changming in front of him, and said pointedly.