Chapter 139 Golden Sword Trial

Bursts of killing intent began to surge up.

In Chen Changming's body, the power of the spirit king, which had finally calmed down, began to tumbling, and under the threat of death, it began to boil spontaneously, and it was constantly turbulent at this moment.

Bursts of evil thoughts spontaneously began to grow, and under the influence of the power of the spirit king, they kept rising in Chen Changming's mind.

Pure killing intent began to surge up.

Chen Changming's eyes began to change color, and gradually turned a little red.

He looked at the golden knife mark slashing in front of him, and his mind went blank at this moment.

"He's going to kill me?"

"Why?"

In my mind, bursts of thoughts were surging, and I couldn't help but reverberate at this moment.

In the main hall, Chen Changming's face gradually became crazy, and he could hardly control his body.

It's just that at this critical critical moment, the little reason left in his heart restrained his behavior, preventing him from falling into complete collapse.

As the golden sword glow fell, Chen Changming suddenly opened his eyes, and a little clarity appeared in his mind.

A faint golden blade light fell in mid-air, and finally disappeared slowly.

In front of his eyes, Elder Jin Dao raised his right arm slightly, and a golden long knife fell down, just stopping in front of Chen Changming, without continuing to chop.

He stood there with a calm face, just looking at Chen Changming in front of him without speaking.

Chen Changming broke out in a cold sweat.

Obviously, this is a test.

Just now, if he hadn't controlled himself and really lost his mind under that knife and fell into madness, I'm afraid the knife in front of him would not have stopped, but would really have been chopped off like this.

The scene of that stabbing just now still emerged in his mind, which made Chen Changming feel a little lingering fear.

"not bad."

In front of his eyes, silently withdrawing the long knife, taking Chen Changming's performance into his eyes, Elder Jindao said lightly: "Although there is a small problem, it can be controlled at last."

"Thank you elder for keeping your hand."

Chen Changming was silent for a moment, then spoke.

Elder Jindao shook his head, and then said: "You still have some problems with your state, it's too easy to fluctuate."

"Before the trial of the Spirit King, this problem should be resolved."

"Otherwise, once the trial of the Spirit King fails, I don't need to tell you what will happen to you."

Once the trial of the spirit king fails, most of Chen Changming's own sanity will not exist. He probably either collapses or becomes a lunatic, just like the man before him, a puppet of the power of the spirit king.

In the long run, it is a dead word.

And this result was obviously not what Chen Changming wanted.

"You use a knife?"

Looking at Chen Changming, Elder Jindao remained calm and continued to speak.

"yes."

Chen Changming nodded.

"follow me."

Elder Jindao turned around and walked to the side.

Behind him, Chen Changming hesitated for a while, then followed.

They walked forward, slowly.

After a while, they came to a stone palace.

The stone hall looks very large, and there are very few furnishings around it, only pieces of whetstones are placed here, densely packed, and the number is very large.

And behind these whetstones, there are still many knife marks, which faintly give people a feeling of heart palpitations.

"In the Spirit Sect, the old man's lineage is in charge of the Hall of Law Enforcement, and inherits the Heavenly King's Golden Sword. If the Spirit King does not come out, there is no one in the Spirit Sect that can be defeated."

He came to this large hall, stood in the center of the hall, and said lightly: "This is the place where my golden sword lineage is tested, and it is also the place where the heavenly king's golden sword is passed down."

"At this moment, the trial of the Spirit King is still one month away, and within this month, you will be meditating in this trial ground."

"In a month, how much you can get depends on yourself."

He looked at Chen Changming at the side and said so.

"yes."

Chen Changming nodded with awe in his heart.

He had a clear realization in his heart that Elder Jin Dao brought him to this place of trial, not only as a value, but also as a hidden expression.

As one of the three elders of the Lingzong, is the core trial ground of the Jindao elder line so easy to advance?

Ordinary people are not qualified to enter it.

Chen Changming entered here, it would be fine if he succeeds in the trial of King Ling.

The success of the Spirit King's trial means that he is the Holy Son of the Spirit Sect. In theory, he is the future Lord of the Spirit Sect. Naturally, there is no hindrance.

But if the Spirit King fails the trial, I am afraid that without waiting for him to go crazy, the Golden Sword Heavenly King in front of him will be the first to cut him down, so as to prevent the inheritance of the Golden Sword from leaking out.

The situation seems to have become more dangerous.

But Chen Changming didn't care about it.

Don't worry about debts.

Anyway, if the Spirit King fails the trial, no matter what he does, he will inevitably die.

That being the case, naturally it doesn't matter.

On the side, the Golden Knife King gave him a deep look, turned around without saying anything, and left this place.

After he left, only Chen Changming was left here.

The surroundings seemed quiet, and there was no sound.

Standing where he was, Chen Changming turned around and looked in front of him.

In front of my eyes, there are pieces of whetstones with knife marks on them. Looking at it like this, it should be left by the inheritors of the past generations.

"How do you comprehend this?"

Looking at the whetstones in front of him, Chen Changming couldn't help frowning, feeling puzzled.

There are no specific cheats here, just a large whetstone.

So, how to start the trial and practice?

Before Elder Jindao left, he did not give a detailed explanation.

After he left, Chen Changming could only figure it out by himself.

He looked in front of him, staring at a whetstone carefully, trying to see the mystery of it clearly.

In any case, these whetstones are the only ones in this place.

If it is said that there is really inheritance here, it can only be related to these whetstones.

Staring at these whetstones carefully, after a long time, something happened to Chen Changming.

As he watched carefully, looking at the whetstones in front of him, he seemed to find that there seemed to be some kind of change taking place on the whetstones in front of him.

Dao lights emerged one after another, and indistinctly, the whetstone in front of him seemed to be shining, and there was a faint brilliance flickering in it.

Indistinctly, along with Chen Changming's mental concentration, there seemed to be some kind of knife intention emerging, which was displayed on these whetstones at this moment.

It was as if someone was standing in front of him and waving a long knife at him. In front of his eyes, the knife marks seemed to come to life, like long dragons dancing chaotically, they began to dance here, and in front of his eyes, one after another delicate The sword technique is deduced.

boom! !

A faint roar sounded.

Standing in place, Chen Changming couldn't help opening his eyes.

In his eyes, the shadow of a golden long knife emerged, and at this moment he began to swing it continuously. When the long knife was struck, it was like a dragon dancing, extremely fierce and terrifying.

Boundless strong winds raged, and in all directions, at this moment, there seemed to be densely packed knife marks flickering, rushing forward together, and slashed out with a fatal knife.

boom! !

A crisp sound came from my ears.

The next moment, the scene in front of him changed, and calm was restored again.

Chen Changming looked up and found that the surrounding scene had returned to normal, and it looked the same as before.

There are no figures, no golden knives, just a silent whetstone.

It's just that in Chen Changming's eyes at this moment, the whetstones in front of him seemed to come alive, and the knife marks on them seemed extremely agile, like an extremely unique language, extremely beautiful.

Bursts of knives appeared in front of his eyes.

An extremely unique feeling emerged in my heart.

The whetstones in front of me are like books that record precious knowledge, on which are recorded the words and phrases of the ancestors in the past.

And those knife marks are the carrier of words.

Very beautiful and unique.

"Huh?"

In the depths of the stone hall, it seemed to sense the changes in the outside world, and a voice sounded at this moment.

In the depths of the stone hall, a golden long knife hangs high. At this moment, the spirituality in it is recovering. Feeling the changes in the outside world, I can't help being a little surprised.

"Have you realized the sword intent so quickly?"

Sensing the movement from Chen Changming from the outside world, the spirit in the knife was a little surprised: "It seems that the testers who came in this time have a good understanding."

Feeling the performance of Chen Changming from the outside world, he couldn't help becoming interested. The originally silent spirit began to spread and continued to look outside.

Under his gaze, the appearance of Chen Changming outside came into view.

"Well, he is very young, but his strength is innate, his aptitude is extraordinary, he is a good seed."

"The figure is not bad, and there is this breath, etc."

"This breath!"

Seeming to feel some kind of unusual breath, the spirit in the sword suddenly frightened: "The breath of the power of the spirit king, this guy is the inheritor of the spirit king?"

"What's the matter with this guy, Golden Knife? He actually got me a successor of the Spirit King!"

He changed his color a little, and when he thought about the appearance of the previous successors of the Spirit King, he had a bad premonition: "This guy won't go crazy here, demolish the inheritance hall for me?"

The spirit in the knife is a little scary.

Waking up from a long slumber, he waited for a successor with great difficulty, only to find out that it was a spirit king.

This kind of ups and downs, the feeling of surprise and joy, most people really can't understand.

With a nervous mood, his eyes spread outwards, staring at Chen Changming in the distance.

Under his gaze, in the distance, Chen Changming slowly picked up the long knife in his hand.

Then, in the inheritance hall, he began to dance.

"This is."

Looking at Chen Changming's performance, the spirit in the sword was stunned: "So quickly realized the moves contained in it?"

In the distance, Chen Changming pulled out the jet-black long knife, and began to swing it according to the appearance he felt.

The process of comprehending the sword intent is not difficult for him.

Chen Changming's own qualifications were not too bad.

And in the previous world, he also manifested Liu Yanqi's talent for enlightenment, and achieved a leap in understanding, which can be said to be far beyond ordinary people.

The process of comprehending the sword intent may be difficult for ordinary people, but it is not difficult for him.