Infinite World Projection

He patted his chest, confidently on his face, so assured.

"Thanks a lot then."

Chen Changming also nodded, without saying much.

We talked for a while in the same place, and then the two of them left the place and each went to their own room.

A few days later, the Patriarch of the Song family came to the door again.

The several magical artifacts that Chen Changming had handed over had all been released at this moment.

A total of seven artifacts, a total of nearly fifty thousand spiritual stones were sold.

Even for Chen Changming, this is not a small number.

Chen Changming was quite satisfied with this, and after thinking about it, he took out some of the pills from his body and handed them to the Song family to sell.

In this way, Chen Changming replaced all the things he didn't need to use, a total of hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones.

Of course, the Song family did not suffer.

Of course they dared not earn Chen Changming's front, but in the process, they also received Chen Changming's reward and gained a lot of benefits.

In addition, through this incident, many people knew that they had a relationship with a predecessor of the Mingtai realm, and they were shocked.

From various perspectives, both sides can be regarded as a win-win situation.

In this process, except for a few occasions, most of the time, Chen Changming sat quietly in his room, practising in it, polishing his body and spirit.

Unknowingly, his strength has further increased, and at this moment, compared to the previous one, he has taken a step forward on the basis of the Mingtai Realm.

Of course, there is still a big gap between controlling the Mingtai secrets.

Time passed so slowly.

Three months later, Chen Changming got up and left here.

Together with the Song family, he headed towards Danzhou, ready to go to Danzhou to participate in the huge Danhui.

Chapter 350 The Old Man Suspected of Gods and Demons (Chapter Two)

The surging divine power is surging, and the waves are dancing, rippling and swaying everywhere.

Before long, a blue ark pierced the sky.

Chen Changming came to a busy place.

"This is Danzhou?"

Chen Changming looked in front of him.

What stood in front of me was a bustling scene. The surroundings looked very bustling and beautiful, and the voices of people in it were very lively.

Densely crowded people were walking among them, and there were many monks present.

"Qinghua still has something to do and needs to leave for a while. If seniors are interested, they can walk around first."

Looking at Chen Changming, Song Qinghua was dressed in red with an apologetic expression on his face.

"It's okay."

Chen Changming smiled, with a very kind attitude.

The girl in red in front of her was quite well prepared on the road, taking care of everything in order.

Now that he is here, he naturally has no reason to continue nagging.

Moreover, what he will do next is not suitable for others.

"In that case, the juniors will leave first."

With apologies on his face, Song Qinghua spoke to Chen Changming softly: "After a few days, I will meet with senior again."

"Go ahead."

Chen Changming nodded and did not continue to speak.

He watched Song Qinghua and the others leave, then turned around and looked forward alone.

The surrounding scenes were very lively, but the road he was looking at at the moment was empty, very quiet and thin.

Standing in place, he thought for a while, and then walked towards that road.

All the way forward, time slowly passed.

The surrounding lights shone, shining on Chen Changming's body, shining brightly on him and looking very bright.

Following him all the way forward, slowly, he walked to a dark area.

Surrounded by a dilapidated building, it seems that there are very few people around, making it quiet.

"An abandoned Dan City..."

This thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind, and then continued forward according to the vague memory in his mind.

In the front, waves of soft chirps passed by, and in a vague way, the soft chirps of birds could be heard, echoing in the ears, which seemed very loud.

Hearing this voice, Chen Changming moved in his heart and looked forward.

It was a dilapidated place with a shop still open.

Without much hesitation, Chen Changming walked directly into it.

"What do the guests need?"

Walking into it, an aging voice sounded. The voice sounded very faint, like a dying person, looking extremely weak.

"What do you have here?"

Chen Changming looked forward, looked at the front of the counter, and spoke like this.

I saw in the front, in front of the counter, an old man was sitting there.

The old man looks very old. From the outside, he is at least seventy to eighty. For mortals, he is about to enter the soil.

And the old man in front of him is not a monk, there is no trace of practice on his body, just a mortal.

He was wearing a gray shirt, his face was kind, and his figure was a little rickety. He looked half of his body in the ground. At this moment, a pair of muddy eyes looked towards Chen Changming.