Chapter 164 Source

"Contact plus one"

Faint handwriting appeared in front of my eyes.

Chen Changming almost couldn't hold back the shaking of his hand.

He raised his head slightly and looked aside.

All around, an empty memorial tablet was quietly placed, and there was not a single person to be seen around.

Xia Qi is not inside at the moment, he is still outside waiting for Chen Changming to come out.

Whose connection is it?

And Chen Changming didn't do anything.

Just by burning a stick of incense, can the relationship increase?

"Isn't it?"

Chen Changming's face was calm, but doubts arose in his heart at this moment.

He couldn't find any sign of other people around him.

So, he decided to call someone.

"Senior Spirit"

In his mind, he opened his mouth softly and said so.

"how?"

In my mind, the voice of the spirit in the knife sounded again.

"Help me see, is there anyone peeping around here?"

Chen Changming's face remained unchanged, but he secretly spoke in his heart.

The spirit in the sword has no form or shape, and usually sleeps in the golden sword of the king of heaven, and cannot strike alone.

But as a kind of source, the induction of the spirit in the knife is extremely powerful, much stronger than Chen Changming at this moment.

That's why Chen Changming subconsciously asked him for help on such occasions.

Listening to Chen Changming's words, the spirit in the sword didn't ask anything, and started to investigate directly.

When the spirit in the sword began to investigate, Chen Changming also took a deep breath and continued to speak his sacrifice.

According to the rules, he copied the rules of the Golden Sword Lineage himself several times, and then burned them in the center of the ancestral hall.

"Contact plus one"

The faint handwriting appeared in front of my eyes again.

Chen Changming couldn't help but froze.

"No one."

At the same time, in the mind, the voice of the spirit in the knife also slowly came.

Chen Changming couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

no one?

Could it be a scam?

Fortunately, the spirit in the knife continued to speak.

"It could be something else, though."

In his mind, the voice of the spirit in the sword continued to sound, and he said this to Chen Changming.

"something else?"

Chen Changming frowned secretly, and couldn't help being a little puzzled at this moment: "What is that?"

"Some wandering spirits."

In the mind, the voice belonging to the spirit in the sword slowly sounded, and it sounded a little strange.

"Didn't I tell you before?"

"After the cultivation level reaches the source, even if you die, you will leave your own source. If you seal it up through special methods, it can remain in the world for a long time."

"so."

A kind of understanding emerged in Chen Changming's heart, and at this moment he couldn't help but suddenly realized.

"This place is the ancestral hall of the masters of the Golden Knife of the past dynasties, and the spirit cards of all the elders of the Master of the Golden Knife are placed here."

"It's not surprising that there are so many elders in the past, and some of them have reached that level, and they were able to leave their source in the end."

In my mind, the voice of the spirit in the knife kept ringing, I don't know if it was an illusion, but it always made people feel a little sighed at this time.

"I see."

Chen Changming nodded, and at this moment his heart slowly calmed down.

"Is it the source left by the elders of the ages?"

This thought flashed through his mind, and he stood there silently, writing the oath while softly reciting the history of the Golden Sword lineage.

After all this was done, he thought for a while, walked to the open space in the center of the ancestral hall, and became independent in it.

Holding the golden knife in his hand, with an inexplicable aura all over his body, he showed a slight bow to the many spiritual cards in front of him at this moment, then got up, and slowly pulled out the golden king knife on his body.

The Heavenly King Golden Saber was unsheathed, and a faint golden light shone.

A kind of awe-inspiring sword light enveloped the surroundings, flickering in the four fields.

Then, on Chen Changming's body, a unique saber intent appeared, slowly emerging from his body.

"Contact plus one"

The faint handwriting appeared in front of his eyes, but at this moment, Chen Changming didn't care anymore.

Standing in the center of the ancestral hall, his face was calm, and the long knife in his hand was independent, slowly swinging the knife.

An inexplicable display of sword skills, although it looks very simple, is so refined in Chen Changming's hands, full of a strange beauty.

This is the Golden Sword of the Heavenly King, reappearing in Chen Changming's hands at this moment, and slowly unfolding.

Of course, the pure Heavenly King Golden Sword is nothing, no matter how exquisite it is, it is only an ordinary skill after all.

What makes the Heavenly King Golden Sword really powerful is the sword intent contained in it.

Only when one truly comprehends one's own unique sword intent can the power of the Heavenly King's Golden Sword be truly revealed.

Otherwise, it is just a shape without a spirit, and its power is not the same.

At this moment, with the light dance of the long knife, the golden light of the knife is displayed around the ancestral hall.

"Contact plus one"

The faint handwriting appeared in front of my eyes again.

In front of his eyes, accompanied by the light dance of the long knife, Chen Changming seemed to see something unusual through the faint resonance with the golden knife of the king of heaven.

In the ancestral hall in front of you, pieces of spiritual tablets are placed there and stand in it.

And in it, several golden human-shaped phantoms slowly appeared on each piece of spirit cards, and emerged at this moment.

Pairs of eyes were staring at Chen Changming, some were indifferent, some were majestic, some were appreciative, they were all different.

Chen Changming didn't care about it, and danced lightly with the long knife in his hand, and the momentum of the knife gradually reached a peak.

A burst of inexplicable sword intent began to appear, vaguely, with a kind of domineering arrogance of supreme majesty, and a kind of aura of domineering over the world.

"Could it be."

Feeling this burst of saber intent, in the golden saber, the spirit in the saber's heart moved. At this time, he couldn't help being moved, and some expectations rose in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, the familiar saber intent appeared in front of him, the unparalleled and unparalleled saber intent appeared here, like the king in the sword, ruling the world.

Heavenly King Golden Sword, King's Landing!

The invisible saber intent was fully displayed, and the faint saber light flickered, blooming in the ancestral hall, and then spreading.

Chen Changming walked with the glow of the sword, his whole body was incomparably brilliant, and the intention of the golden sword of the king of heaven was fully displayed on his body, as if the king of heaven was reborn.

"Contact plus one"

The faint handwriting appeared again, and it appeared in front of my eyes.

Looking at the handwriting in front of him, Chen Changming took a deep breath, not surprised by this.

Heavenly King Golden Sword, this is really the supreme sword technique to win the favor of the Golden Sword.

From what he has seen so far, whether it is the spirit in the sword, the elder Jindao, or the previous Wu Sheng, after seeing the Heavenly King Jindao, they all look at Chen Changming with admiration and favor him.

In front of his eyes, the same is true for these past golden knife vein masters.

Perhaps, this is the reason why this world attaches great importance to inheritance?

This thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind, and then he put away his mind, put away the long knife, bowed to the many spirit cards in front of him, and then slowly left.

After he left, in the center of the ancestral hall, a series of pale golden figures appeared on the spirit card.

They stood there, watching Chen Changming's leaving back, and nodded in unison, their eyes full of admiration.

"finish watching?"

Walking outside the ancestral hall, a voice sounded from the side.

Xia Qi looked at Chen Changming who walked out of the ancestral hall, and couldn't help but speak at this moment.

"about there."

Looking at Xia Qi, Chen Changming calmly nodded, and then asked, "Where is the next place?"

"The ancestral hall of the Houmu lineage."

Xia Qi opened his mouth softly and said so.

"good."

Chen Changming had no objection to Xia Qi's arrangement, so he just nodded.

Then, they walked forward slowly, and soon came to another place.

"It's here."

In front of another tower, Xia Qi stood outside the tower, and did not go in with him, letting Chen Changming go in alone.

The ancestral hall of the Houmu lineage is not much different from the ancestral hall of the previous Jindao lineage.

At least from Chen Changming's point of view, the decorations between the two are actually similar, there is no difference.

The only difference is that there have been many changes in the spiritual positions placed above.

Chen Changming raised his head and looked forward.

In front of them, there are spiritual cards, each with their names manifested, representing each of the once strong.

But time passed slowly, and the people who passed by would eventually decay, until the last thing left was probably these memorial tablets.

Regarding this, Chen Changming calmed down and silently bowed the same as before.

But this time, maybe there is no source of the elders of the previous generation here, or maybe it's because Chen Changming can't attract their attention, so there is nothing abnormal about Chen Changming here.

The same scene as before did not happen here.

Chen Changming didn't care about this.

This is normal.

The probability of the predecessors being able to leave the source is not high.

The inheritance of the Golden Knife lineage is special, and its inheritor is the King of the Golden Knife, a half-step god and demon. His inheritance is naturally extraordinary, so there are always some capable people among the younger generations who break through the barriers and return to the source.

But among other veins, this may not be the case.

At least according to the history that Chen Changming had inquired before, apart from the lineage of Lingwang and Jindao in the Lingzong, there were no top masters among the other lines.

Besides, even if there is, Chen Changming may not be recognized.

He is just a holy son, not a disciple of the Houmu lineage, and has nothing to do with the ancestors of the Houmu lineage in front of him, and is completely different from the previous Jindao lineage.

Even if the elders of the posthu lineage in front of him had spirits, they probably wouldn't pay him any attention at all.

As before, it is a rare case after all.

With this in mind, Chen Changming calmed down, and silently burned a few sticks of incense on the ground, then turned around and left.

In the outside world, Xia Qi was still waiting there as usual.

Next, under Xia Qi's leadership, Chen Changming also visited the ancestral halls of the Sacred Heart lineage and the Lingwang lineage.

Among them, the Sacred Heart lineage is the same as the Houmu lineage, without any abnormalities.

But to Chen Changming's surprise, the same is true for Lingwang's lineage.

It shouldn't be.

Among the spirit sects, the lineage of the spirit king has the most powerhouses. The spirit kings of the past dynasties are basically either Guiyuan or pinnacle masters, and their strengths are all top-notch in the world.

With so many powerhouses, according to common sense, there should always be a few people who will leave their own sources.

But in the end, there was nothing.