Chapter 144 Fate and Orthodoxy

In the place where the golden sword was inherited, the spirit in the sword felt the progress of Chen Changming's practice, and couldn't help being stunned.

To be honest, among the successors of the golden sword in the past, he has never seen it so fast.

It is indeed the reincarnation of the Golden Sword King!

The spirit in the knife reaffirmed his thoughts, and at this time, his attitude in his heart became more and more firm.

But in fact, things are not as complicated as he thought.

The golden body of the Heavenly King on Chen Changming's body was directly manifested on the body of the Spirit in the Sword, so it perfectly traced back the understanding of the Golden Sword Heavenly King back then, and the unique martial arts comprehension was reproduced on him.

To a certain extent, this is equivalent to the golden knife king practicing the golden body of the king again.

This speed must not be fast and impossible.

Standing quietly on the spot, Chen Changming was not too surprised by his own practice speed, and just practiced silently.

Under the urging of the golden body of the Heavenly King, the blood energy in his whole body surged rapidly, driving the power of the Spirit King in his body forward together, washing over his body.

Under the observation of the spirit in the knife, Chen Changming's body began to change color at this moment, exuding an invisible golden luster from top to bottom, as if covered with a layer of gold powder, it looked extraordinarily bright.

The blood energy in his body also began to change, and it began to transform faintly, gradually revealing a little golden color.

"Crimson blood turns into a golden awn, this is the performance of the golden body that has already entered the first level."

Feeling the changes in Chen Changming, the Spirit of the Sword couldn't help feeling a sense of anticipation in his heart: "With your talent, how long will it take you to practice the golden body of the Heavenly King to perfection?"

He couldn't help but have this thought in his heart, and he began to look forward to it.

But one thing is very clear, judging from Chen Changming's current performance, the time he needs to practice the golden body of the Heavenly King must be much faster than the spirit in the sword expected.

"It's a pity. The seal of the Spirit King has been stained, and I can't get rid of it."

After observing from the side for a while, feeling the changes in Chen Changming's breath, the spirit in the sword felt a little regretful: "If it had been earlier, I might have been able to make a move and use the power left by the king of heaven to get rid of the mark of the spirit king."

"But now, it's too late."

The inheritance of the Spirit King is a very troublesome thing.

In the past dynasties, basically starting from a certain period, each generation of successors of the Spirit King basically did not end well.

If it is an ordinary person, as long as he is the inheritor of the spirit king, the spirit in the sword will never hand over the golden sword inheritance to him.

If Chen Changming in front of him is really the reincarnation of the Heavenly King, then theoretically speaking, he may be able to withstand the backlash of the Spirit King's order, but the road ahead will also become extremely bumpy.

At least, it will never be smooth sailing, and there is a risk of premature death at any time.

This has to be said to be a hassle.

Thinking of this, the spirit in the sword couldn't help shaking his head secretly, at this point he didn't know what to say.

But it's a done deal, and it doesn't make sense to talk about it now.

Feeling Chen Changming's practice beside him, the spirit in the sword didn't think about it, shook his head silently, and fell into a deep sleep on his own.

Chen Changming spent the rest of the time in his practice.

Every day, he is not practicing the golden body of the heavenly king, but also practicing the meditation of the king of the underworld and the record of the spirit king, so as to suppress the evil thoughts that are constantly growing in his body.

Occasionally, the spirit in the sword would make a sound and give advice to Chen Changming.

The days passed slowly like this, day after day.

In the silence, a month passed quickly.

When the one-month deadline came and the Golden Knife King came here again, he couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the scene in front of him.

I saw that in the trial ground, there were still dense whetstones standing there, and the knife marks on them were still the same, and it seemed that there was no change at first glance.

And in the middle of a whetstone, Chen Changming's figure stood quietly, sitting cross-legged in it, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

It's been a month since I disappeared, and to Elder Jindao's surprise, Chen Changming's spirit seems to have improved a lot. Not only has his overall condition improved, but his entire spirit seems to be stronger, and he doesn't feel trapped in the power of the spirit king at all. .

And on his body, compared with before, an invisible sword intent began to entangle, faintly emerging on his body, and was perceived by the King of Golden Knife along with the flow of breath.

This saber intent was something Chen Changming didn't have when he first entered this place.

At that time, although Chen Changming had already been promoted to Xiantian and had a good grasp of sword techniques, he still stopped at the level of skills and did not realize the true sword intent.

But now, unknowingly, there is an invisible sword intent on his body, entangled in his body, and it will not go away for a long time.

A faint breath was flowing, and thick blood energy surged spontaneously in his body, like a wild and ancient beast. It was incomparably majestic and terrifying, which shocked people.

It's almost like a different person.

Looking at Chen Changming in front of him, even though he was mentally prepared, Elder Jindao couldn't help but feel surprised at this moment, and he didn't know what to say at this moment.

He stared seriously at Chen Changming in front of him, and the next moment, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Where did the golden knife in your hand come from?"

He looked at Chen Changming in front of him, at the golden long knife in front of him, and asked involuntarily.

"After waking up overnight, it will appear automatically."

On the ground, hearing Elder Jindao's voice, Chen Changming slowly opened his eyes and spoke softly.

He wasn't lying.

This golden knife indeed appeared by himself, and it just appeared in front of him.

As for more, he did not explain.

Because it is not easy to explain.

It can't be said that because he projected three saber intents, he disturbed the spirit of inheritance here, causing the golden saber to appear spontaneously in front of his eyes.

"Appeared by yourself?"

Elder Jindao took a deep look at Chen Changming, fixed his gaze on the long golden sword, wondering what he was thinking.

After a long time, he realized that he continued to speak, "Very good."

He looked at Chen Changming in front of him. At this moment, he didn't know what to think of, and his vision suddenly became a little complicated, so he said: "The one-month period has come, you can go out and prepare."

"In the past few days, you should rest well and prepare for the next trial."

"I see."

With a calm face, Chen Changming looked at Elder Jindao and nodded slightly, then got up and walked towards the outside world.

After Chen Changming left, there was only Elder Jindao left in place.

He stood there, silently recalling the aura on Chen Changming's body, as well as the golden long knife. At this moment, his expression was complicated, as if he remembered something.

After a while, a burst of invisible sword intent stirred, waking up Elder Jin Dao.

He raised his head and looked forward, just in time to see a huge whetstone standing in front of him.

The golden whetstone stood quietly in front of it, but compared to the past, there were three extremely clear knife marks on the whetstone at this moment.

The faint sword intent was flowing, the kind of sword intent that was like the emperor in the sword came out, and was accurately sensed by the Golden Sword King in front of him.

Suddenly, he froze.

"The guy with the golden knife, after so many years, he still hasn't made much progress."

Outside, in Chen Changming's mind, the voice of the spirit in the sword slowly sounded.

"His sword intent has stagnated, and he hasn't made any progress for so many years. It seems that this life can only stop here."

The voice of the spirit in the knife kept ringing, it sounded a little regretful, and also had a hint of resentment.

Chen Changming hesitated for a moment before he said, "Senior, is he familiar with the elder?"

"certainly."

The voice of the spirit in the sword continued to sound: "Every generation of inheritors of the golden sword accepts the inheritance under my nose."

"Especially that guy Jin Dao, I grew up watching him."

"In the last thousand years, his talent is the best, but now it has fallen to this point."

Chen Changming couldn't help but look sideways.

It seems that the history of the spirit in the sword is much older than he thought.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but move in his heart, and asked.

"Senior, how much do you know about the trial of the Spirit King?"

He asked the spirit in the sword.

The Spirit King Trial is about to begin, and if he fails, Chen Changming's fate will definitely be worrisome.

After going through many things, although Chen Changming has put life and death aside, it would be best if he had the opportunity to understand.

"Spirit King Trial"

It seemed that he remembered something bad. In Chen Changming's mind, the voice of the spirit in the knife seemed a little low: "That's a big pit."

"Those who undertake the trial of the Spirit King, once they fail the trial, they will immediately fall into a situation beyond redemption."

"But if it is successful, the end is often not so good."

"How to say?"

Listening to the explanation of the spirit in the sword, Chen Changming frowned, and couldn't help asking at this moment.

"The Order of the Spirit King."

The spirit in the knife sighed: "Once the trial of the spirit king is successful, the tester will also inherit the order of the spirit king, and follow the order of the spirit king."

"The order of the spirit king? Fate number?"

Chen Changming frowned, and the doubts in his mind became deeper.

Seeing his reaction, the spirit in the sword instantly understood.

"The young people nowadays are really inferior to each other. But if you don't understand these things, it's normal."

The spirit in the knife sighed, and then said: "The so-called fate refers to a unique phenomenon formed by the reflection of heaven, earth and people."

"Occasionally, among the infinite sentient beings, someone will be born with a different fate and influence the people around them."

"This is fate"

"And the so-called fate of the spirit king is a kind of fate, which corresponds to the orthodoxy of the ancient spirit king."

"The orthodoxy of the ancient spirit king?"

Chen Changming asked subconsciously.

"good."

The spirit in the knife said softly: "The spirit king really exists, he is an ancient god and demon."

"But anyone who inherits the spirit king's inheritance will inherit the hidden lineage of the spirit king, and will also inherit the order of the spirit king."