Chapter 125 Fate

"I was defeated by him back then."

The inheritor in front of him spoke softly, his words seemed a little helpless, with some inexplicable meaning.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but from the mouth of the person in front of him, Chen Changming seemed to hear the slightest trill, as if in fear.

So many years have passed in the past, and people still have such a reaction until now. One can imagine the shadow that that existence brought to it back then.

Chen Changming couldn't help but frowned, thought for a while, and then slowly said: "How strong is it?"

"Above Heaven."

The person in front of him opened his mouth softly and gave the answer.

"innate."

Chen Changming felt awe-inspiring.

The system of this world roughly starts from the day after tomorrow, and then there are qi and blood, pregnancy qi, innate

Among them, the qi and blood environment is roughly equivalent to the pregnant body, and the pregnancy air environment should be roughly equivalent to transparency.

As for how strong the innate will be after that, Chen Changming doesn't know, but it must be much stronger anyway.

Before coming to this world, after embodying a series of martial arts, Chen Changming's strength has far surpassed that of the pregnant body, reaching the state of enlightenment, which is roughly equivalent to the pregnant energy of this world.

As for now, because of the loss of the accumulation from the previous world, Chen Changming's strength at this moment is roughly equivalent to the peak of Qi and Blood Realm, and he is still one step away from the Pregnancy Qi Realm.

But the unknown inheritor at the core, his strength is innate.

There is a difference of two realms.

Chen Changming couldn't help frowning.

If it's just pregnancy qi, he thinks that although he is invincible, he can still try, and it may not be impossible to catch up after a while.

But Xiantian is two levels behind him now.

The disparity has reached an extremely strong level.

"You don't have to worry about that."

Seemingly understanding the worries in Chen Changming's heart, the person in front of him showed a smile on his face, and comforted Chen Changming: "In the past few years, it has already proved to be a failure, and it can only be regarded as an extremely special product."

"If you perform well, under normal circumstances, you will never match up with him."

"I see."

Chen Changming nodded, his expression returned to calm.

The purpose of the Spirit Sect is to cultivate a new generation of Holy Sons of the Spirit King.

So under this goal, as long as Chen Changming's performance is always outstanding, Xia Qi and others will naturally not allow him to have any problems.

It is even more unlikely and absurd for him to face an innate realm under the current cultivation situation.

After all, that's not training, it's murder.

In front of his eyes, the inheritor of the past continued to speak, explaining many things intermittently.

Through the narration of these seniors in front of him, Chen Changming also roughly understood his own situation, and the situation in front of him became much clearer.

In return, Chen Changming also healed the injuries of the people living here.

The residents of this mass grave are basically the inheritors of the spirit king who survived by chance in the past. After their own power of the spirit king was taken away, they regained part of their sanity, so they returned to normal.

Because of various past experiences, these people basically have some dark wounds.

For these hidden injuries, normal people can only recuperate slowly, but for Chen Changming, it is not so troublesome.

He helped these people heal the hidden wounds on their bodies, as a reward for their news, and also gained some contact points.

Afterwards, he went to see Yang Ling.

After a period of time, Yang Ling has woken up at this moment, just lying on the head of the bed, looking at the scenery outside, without saying a word.

"take a good rest."

Chen Changming glanced at her, turned around and left without saying anything.

Behind her, Yang Ling looked at him quietly, watching his figure slowly disappear.

"Grandpa, that brother is gone."

Outside a house, the young Zhao Zheng looked at Chen Changming's leaving back with some reluctance, and said to Shang Zhong.

"Let's go, let's go."

Shang finally smiled, then looked at Zhao Zheng in front of him: "Zheng'er, how do you feel?"

"A nice guy."

Zhao Zheng blinked, and finally said: "It seems very special."

"Yes, very special."

Shang finally patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder, with some emotion on his face: "Zheng'er, when I came here, I deduced the changes after this place."

"At this point in time, from when we came here to when we left, no one should have come here on their own initiative."

"But by chance, someone came."

"Isn't that enough to show how special he is?"

"Perhaps... Grandpa, you made a mistake in your calculations?"

Zhao Zheng blinked and said jokingly.

"Sometimes I wish my calculations were wrong, but I never miss Grandpa."

Shang finally shook his head, turned around and looked in the direction where Chen Changming left: "So, he is very special."

"It's a variable, it's a special person."

"That's why, Grandpa, I will bring him to you."

"Is there any special significance?"

Zhao Zheng looked a little puzzled.

"The emergence of a variable, although small at first, can affect many things as long as it can grow all the way."

Shang finally smiled and said, "He is only one of the successors of the Spirit King now, and he can only affect the few people around him."

"But when it continues to grow stronger and becomes a spirit king, it will be enough to affect the situation in the world, and even us."

Listening to this, Zhao Zheng nodded, looking thoughtful.

"Zhenger."

In front of his eyes, Shang Mo continued to speak: "I once said that you have the fate of a black dragon, and you are destined to be anxious all your life. Although you will eventually sweep the world and be crowned emperor, you will not end well."

"The power of fate is so strong, even grandpa, I have no way to reverse it."

"But the emergence of variables may be an opportunity."

He looked into the distance, recalling the feeling Chen Changming gave him, so he couldn't help but speak like this.

In front of him, Xiao Zhao Zheng was a little puzzled: "But, what does this have to do with brother Changming?"

"Brother Chang Ming is involved in my affairs like this, isn't it?"

He seemed hesitant.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter who it is, anyone who has anything to do with him will end up with no good end.

For this reason, since he was a child, no matter where he is, he will be looked down upon.

If not, Shang Mo would not have taken him to travel around.

"If you are worried about this kid's life, then you don't have to."

Looking at Zhao Zheng, Shang finally shook his head: "Just like you, Zheng'er, since the moment this kid entered the Spirit Sect and accepted the secret code of the Spirit King, he has already been involved with the fate of the Spirit King in the dark. relationship."

"From then on, there are only two outcomes for him. Either he will be abolished by other successors of the Spirit King's order, or he will kill all other inheritors of the Spirit King's order and truly inherit the Spirit King's order."

"Of course he can choose to be abolished and get rid of the entanglement of the Spirit King's order from then on. For the sake of this encounter, it doesn't matter if I rescue him."

"But will the kid be willing?"

Shang finally smiled: "I can't see what the future of that kid will be, but the old man has spent half his life, and he thinks he is quite accurate in judging people."

"That kid looks peaceful and docile, but in fact he has a resolute and fierce temperament. He is definitely not a person who is afraid of difficulties."

"Even if he dies at the hands of other spirit kings, he will never give up on himself."

"And if you choose to face the spirit king's order directly, with the influence of the spirit king's order, the danger you will face in the future may not be much less than that of Zheng'er."

"There is no need to worry about it."

Looking at Zhao Zheng, he stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder slowly.

In front of his eyes, Zhao Zheng frowned, not knowing what to say.

A crisp sound sounded behind him, as if something had landed and hit the ground.

However, neither Zhao Zheng nor Shang Zhong were surprised by this voice, and they didn't even turn their heads.

"woke up?"

Shang finally smiled, and said to the person behind him.

And behind them, Yang Ling stood alone, staring at them blankly at this moment, the teapot she was holding in her hand fell to the ground, but she didn't seem to notice it.