Chapter 145 Sacred Heart

"Those who inherit the spirit king's inheritance will inherit the spirit king's lineage and the spirit king's order."

In his mind, the spirit in the sword opened his mouth softly, and said this to Chen Changming.

"How about that?"

Chen Changming then asked.

"There will be some very interesting reactions."

The spirit in the sword sighed softly: "You should know that among mortals, the descendants have the blood of the ancestors in their bodies, and they are very similar to the ancestors in various aspects."

"It's because of the blood connection that makes them close to each other."

"And there is also a similar connection between fate."

"Senior, do you mean that the existence of the same fate will also be close to each other?"

Chen Changming had a faint realization, so he asked.

"good."

The Spirit in the Blade nodded: "The so-called fate is actually a trajectory."

"And inheriting someone's fate means that they will be close to them on the trajectory, close to each other."

"People who have inherited the fate of the emperor will most likely also embark on the road of the emperor in the future, and those who are destined to be the lone star of Tiansha will mostly die in the future."

"The same is true for the order of the Spirit King"

"What will happen to the future trajectory of the person who inherits the order of the Spirit King?"

Chen Changming frowned and asked.

"Those who inherit the order of the Spirit King will most likely have a rough fate in the future. They will encounter many enemies and die easily."

The spirit in the sword sighed softly: "Of course, even if you don't die violently, with the urination inherited from the spirit king, you can easily become insane. It is not impossible to go crazy at any time."

Chen Changming nodded silently.

Practicing the Secret Code of the Spirit King, Chen Changming naturally knew very well about the words of the spirit in the sword.

After practicing the Spirit King's Secret Code, almost every moment, there were terrifying evil thoughts surging in his body.

It doesn't matter if it happens for a while, but according to this rhythm, once you relax a little, you may go crazy at any time.

"Of course, there is no solution."

Seeming to see the heaviness in Chen Changming's heart, the spirit in the knife continued to speak.

"any solution?"

Chen Changming raised his head and asked involuntarily.

"Clash of Fate"

The spirit in the knife said softly: "There will be conflicts and buffers between fates, leading to various changes."

"You inherit the life of the Spirit King. Although your future life may be bumpy, it is not impossible."

"As long as you find some people with other fates and use their fates, you can buffer the life of the Spirit King on your body."

"As long as the fates of other people with fates are strong enough, they can shake the life of the spirit king in you, and change your future fates to a certain extent."

Chen Changming was silent for a while, and then he said: "In this world, how many people have destiny?"

"not much."

"The fate that is stronger than the life of the spirit king, how much?"

"Well"

The spirit in the knife was silent for a while, and at this time, he didn't know what to say.

Indeed, if the fate of the spirit king is so easy to crack, the successors of the fate of the soul king in the past will not have such a rough fate.

However, the words of the spirit in the sword made Chen Changming think of something.

If he remembers correctly, all the Holy Masters of the Spirit Sect have practiced the Spirit King's Secret Code to great success.

In other words, these people should all be heirs to the Spirit King's order.

Chen Changming only needs to go back and look up the deeds of the past sages of the Lingzong, and maybe he can find some solutions.

Of course, that's for later.

At this moment, the most important thing for Chen Changming is to pass the next trial of the Spirit King.

If this trial fails, then there is nothing to say.

Everyone is dead, so why talk about the future.

With this thought in mind, Chen Changming slowly closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Three days later, Chen Changming put on new clothes and saw Elder Jindao again in a large hall.

Compared with before, there seemed to be some changes in Elder Jindao, and his attitude towards Chen Changming also changed slightly, but it was not too obvious.

In the main hall in front of him, Chen Changming sat quietly behind Elder Jindao.

This is a celebration, in which not many people are present.

After defeating all the other candidates, Chen Changming is now the only candidate for the Holy Son.

If it were elsewhere, he would already be a well-deserved Son of God.

But in the Lingzong, it may not be so.

If he fails to pass the test of the Spirit King for a day, the Holy Son will always be a candidate.

Therefore, although today's celebration was prepared for Chen Changming, not many people appeared in it.

Except for Elder Jin Dao, there are only a few people.

Among them, the Golden Knife Elders were here because they were very optimistic about Chen Changming from the very beginning.

Otherwise, given his status, he probably wouldn't be here at this moment.

After all, apart from Elder Jin Dao, none of the masters of the twelve branches of the Lingzong came here.

It can be seen that it is deserted.

Regarding this, Chen Changming felt that it didn't matter, he just rested silently, and silently adjusted his state by Elder Jindao's side.

He doesn't like lively scenes very much, and the deserted situation here is just right for him.

But to his surprise, outsiders came in the middle of the celebration.

“It was accidentally late”

A soft voice sounded in the ear, listening to the voice, it seemed like a very beautiful woman.

Hearing this voice, Chen Changming slowly raised his head and opened his eyes to look into the distance.

In the distance, a woman in a white dress who appeared to be in her early twenties walked slowly.

It was an extremely beautiful woman, with a very delicate appearance, without the slightest blemish, her whole body was perfect, she had an indescribable sense of beauty, and she had a unique and charming temperament, which made people's hearts flutter at the first glance .

She stood there, wearing a white dress at the moment, her skin looked extremely delicate under the faint light, standing in the distance at this moment, looking at Chen Changming behind Elder Jindao, with a smile on her face.

"Sacred Heart, what are you doing here?"

Elder Jin Knife slowly opened his eyes, looking at the extremely holy woman, he couldn't help frowning.

Sacred Heart?

Hearing Elder Jindao's words, Chen Changming was a little surprised, and instantly understood the identity of the woman in front of him.

One of the three elders of the Lingzong, the Sacred Heart elder who is in charge of the Lingwang Palace.

This is also one of the elders of the Lingzong, ranking alongside Elder Jindao in terms of status.

The source of the inheritance of the Lingwanglu that Chen Changming practiced before seems to be the lineage of the Sacred Heart elders in front of him.

"This celebration is held for the trial of the Son of God."

Looking at Elder Jindao who was frowning in the distance and seemed to be very unwelcome to her arrival, Elder Sacred Heart smiled lightly, with a beautiful arc on his beautiful face: "In this case, I will Can't you come and see our future Son?"

"Or, you are only allowed to look at the Holy Son, Jin Dao, and you can't let me come over?"

She turned around, still looking at Chen Changming, and said so softly.

When he was talking, he stood quietly in the distance, his eyes were very gentle, just looking at Chen Changming like this, it seemed that there were thousands of emotions flowing in it, making people's breathing short, and there was a feeling of heartbeat.

Her words are also very light, and there seems to be a unique charm in them, which makes people feel good.

Chen Changming calmed down, got up silently, and saluted the woman in front of him: "I have met the elder Sacred Heart."

His voice was peaceful and his face was calm. It seemed that he was not affected by the Sacred Heart at all, and his attitude appeared to be very calm.

Elder Sacred Heart was a little surprised, and couldn't help but glance at Chen Changming.

Just now, when she opened her mouth, she had already used the Lingwanglu, trying to use the Lingwanglu to exert influence, but in the end she couldn't see the slightest reaction.

To be able to perform like this, either the Chen Changming in front of him had extraordinary concentration, or he had reached a very strong spiritual level, so he could not be affected.

"interesting."

The smile on her face remained unchanged, and this thought flashed in her mind.

"Come here, take your seat"

On the side, Elder Jin Dao's voice sounded slowly.

Sitting on top of Chen Changming, he looked at the elder Sacred Heart standing in front of him, and said slowly.

No matter how you say it, Sacred Heart is also one of the three elders of the Lingzong, and its status is tied with Jindao.

Even if Elder Jindao didn't take much notice of him, he still had the proper etiquette.

"You don't need to be seated."

Hearing Elder Jindao's words, Sacred Heart smiled and shook his head: "I'm here this time, just to see the future Holy Son, and I have no intention of going to the banquet."

"Actually, I still have important business to do here, so I will excuse you first."

She smiled at Chen Changming in the distance, nodded to him, then turned and left, looking very polite.

Chen Changming sat on the spot, quietly watching him leave.

"What? The boy's heart moved?"

In the mind, the voice of the spirit in the knife slowly sounded: "According to your mortal standards, this should be a great beauty?"

"How is it? Do you want to move?"

"Because she is beautiful, do you want to be tempted?"

Chen Changming smiled and responded in his heart.

"Then why not?"

The spirit in the sword seemed a little puzzled: "If you don't fall in love with the beautiful, then you shouldn't fall in love with the ugly, right?"

"I think back then, what my master, the Heavenly King, liked most was to break up the holy places and snatch their saintess back."

"What about after you get it back?"

Chen Changming was a little bored and asked casually.

"Practice the knife."

The spirit in the knife took it for granted: "According to what my master said, using these saintesses to practice the knife, he would feel comfortable chopping, even a corpse would be pleasing to the eye."

"Well"

Chen Changming was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt a little problem.

You worked so hard to snatch back the saintesses from various holy places just to chop them up?

This so-called Golden Sword King has terrifying hobbies, and most likely he is not a decent person.

If he had just arrived in this world, Chen Changming might not be able to bear the chills.

But now, after experiencing so many things, Chen Changming is more or less used to it.