Chapter 244 The Resonance of the Suiwang Stick

"This preferential treatment is probably too much."

Looking at Chen Changming who came out of the crowd and walked slowly to the front, at this moment, this thought flashed through many people's minds.

Intellectually, they know why.

No matter where they are, outstanding people are entitled to preferential treatment.

With Chen Changming's age and talent, he does have the capital to be treated preferentially.

It's just that despite this, they still can't help being jealous, and at this moment they are a little envious of each other.

At least, the other party can enjoy better treatment as an inner disciple, but they can only stand where they are.

This in itself is a gap.

Of course, to another extent, this is also the approval of many elders, who think that sooner or later he can become a member of the true disciples, so they give him such preferential treatment.

In front, looking at Chen Changming who was walking towards him, many true disciples slowly raised their heads and looked at him slowly.

A series of indifferent, sharp, curious, or disgusted eyes came one after another, and they just stared at Chen Changming.

Feeling the gaze of these eyes, Chen Changming's face was calm, and he moved forward slowly, and finally walked slowly into the team of true disciples under the gaze of everyone.

Although only the end.

Looking at Chen Changming who was standing at the end, everyone present looked away and continued to look forward.

Although they are true disciples, they obviously have no right to object to Elder Xue's decision.

Moreover, few people would object.

It is certain that I am unhappy, but if I object to it and offend Chen Changming, that is another matter.

Those who can stand here dignifiedly are obviously not so stupid.

They obviously wouldn't do such an offending thing.

And in front, as the disciples gradually arrived, inexplicable figures began to appear one by one.

Those are phantoms, not real shapes, just phantoms, just appearing in front of them, just like that.

They stood in front, each occupying a corner, standing there, looking down.

And at the moment when these phantoms appeared, a huge pressure instantly pressed down.

In an instant, Chen Changming felt a heavy pressure coming, as if several mountains were pressing on him in an instant, which made him feel faintly out of breath.

Standing in place, feeling this feeling, his face was calm, no matter how terrifying the pressure on his body was, at least on the surface he remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

In front, looking at Chen Changming standing there alone with a calm face, Xue Ping nodded secretly, quite satisfied with Chen Changming's performance.

"The time has come."

An indifferent voice came from the high platform ahead.

Standing on the high platform in front of him, looking at the many figures below gradually getting together, Xue Ping said with a cold face, "The gate of the inner palace is closed, and it will be opened after the baptism."

The indifferent voice fell.

Then, a booming sound began to sound continuously, coming from behind him.

Behind Chen Changming and the others, the originally open door slowly closed, and at this moment it began to be sealed again.

The palace that was originally opened was closed again.

Obviously, those disciples who did not enter this place within the prescribed time were directly regarded as having given up this opportunity.

This is obviously a loss.

But at this moment, Chen Changming has no time to feel sorry for those people.

Because at this moment, an inexplicable force is coming from the front.

At the moment when the gate of the palace was closed, a golden light began to rise slowly.

A sacred, mighty and majestic force permeated from the depths of the palace, and gradually spread out.

With all this happening, a burst of golden light began to flicker, and a shadow seemed to be faintly visible.

It was a long oblique shadow, very long at first glance, and the limit could not be seen at all.

"This is."

At this moment, Chen Changming's body tensed up instantly.

A majestic pressure is coming towards him.

At this moment, a scene appeared in front of his eyes.

A huge golden world is opening to him.

It was a huge, nothingness world, filled with all kinds of mysterious laws and profound meanings, like a sea of ​​laws, filled with all kinds of terrifying power.

This is the jeopardy of death. Even if ordinary people are peerless powerhouses, once they really enter it, they will be assimilated by the Tao in it in an instant, turning into nothingness, and there will be no surprises.

According to Chen Changming's understanding, this should be a place of nothingness, in which there are only various laws and mysteries intertwined, and all matter, life, and even spirit and soul should not exist.

It's just that at this moment, in this world that should have been nothingness, there is something standing there.

It was a long golden stick. The whole stick was made of an inexplicable material, and various inexplicable textures were engraved on it, making it extremely unique.

Just looking at this long stick, a sense of luxury and majesty can't help coming from it, as if this is the most noble thing in the world, even if it is a god and demon, it is not worth it, and it is not worthy of standing in front of it .

The only fly in the ointment is that this long stick doesn't seem to be complete.

On it, a series of golden dragon patterns are hovering, vivid, as if they will fly out at any time.

It's just that these textures are somewhere, but there are some faults, and the power and luster in them are directly broken, as if they have collapsed once.

According to Chen Changming's perception, the long stick in front of him is only one-third of its heyday, and the rest is just a phantom, a manifestation of its powerful power, not real existence.

But despite this, Chen Changming also felt a vast force attacking him from the long stick.

"This is."

Standing in place, looking at the scene in front of him, Chen Changming suddenly opened his eyes wide.

In front of him, at an unknown time, a golden radiance shone on him.

This is the process of baptism.

As Xue Ping spoke before, in the depths of the palace at this moment, that piece of immortal weapon has been activated, and the brilliance of it shone keenly on everyone at this moment.

The power of the immortal soldier shines, even if it is just a breath, it is enough to make a mortal reborn, and he can use this to realize all kinds of mysteries.

However, when the brilliance emitted by the Suiwang stick shone on Chen Changming, a strange change began to take place.

In Chen Changming's body, he seemed to feel the power of the Suiwang stick, and a strange power began to appear.

Faint handwriting began to appear in front of my eyes.

Stimulated by the power of the Suiwang stick, the power of the projection ability began to manifest spontaneously in Chen Changming's body, and it manifested at this moment.

On the talent column, the avatar, which had been in the dark after returning to silence, began to flicker, and at this moment it began to brighten.

"This is."

Standing on the high platform, looking at the scene in front of him, Xue Ping couldn't help being stunned.

In fact, not only him, but everyone present at the moment was stunned.

As usual, the baptism of the Suiwang stick's breath ended very quickly, and lasted for a few breaths at most.

But at this moment, after a few breaths, the aura of Suiwang stick has not disappeared, it still exists.

Not only does it exist, but the power it blooms has not only not weakened, but has become stronger and stronger.

It's just that this power is not distributed to everyone, but is accurately delivered to one person.

Chen Changming.

The golden light shining all over the sky spreads towards the outside world, but at this moment, it does not spread to other people.

All the brilliance and all the power were concentrated on Chen Changming alone.

Feeling this, the eyes of the pair looked forward in unison, staring at Chen Changming closely at this moment.

"what happened?"

"The Suiwang Stick revived spontaneously!"

"This child. Resonated with the King Sui stick?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, feeling the riot of the Sui Wang stick, Xue Ping couldn't sit still anymore, his face was surprised at this moment, looking at the scene in front of him, he didn't know what to say.

It was the first time they had seen the Suiwang stick riot.

On weekdays, this immortal weapon inherited from King Sui is very quiet, except for being active at a fixed time every year, it does not respond at all at other times.

The only thing they can do on weekdays is to take advantage of the time when the Suiwang stick is active, and take the opportunity to draw out a little power of the Suiwang stick to baptize many ordinary disciples.

But today, why did the Suiwang stick, which was silent in the past, spontaneously revive.

Even, he took the initiative to bloom his strength and bless Chen Changming?

"Is it because of the special physique of the other party? Or is it because of other aspects?"

Standing on the spot, Xue Ping was in doubt, and various thoughts flashed through his mind at this moment.

But in front, under the eyes of others, Chen Changming felt very good at the moment.

Hot, very hot, very hot!

Under the infusion of the power of the Suiwang stick, he only felt that his whole body was filled with terrifying power, as if it was about to explode at any time.

Huge power gathered on him, heading towards a certain core in his body.

But in front of his eyes, as the power of the Suiwang stick continued to gather, in the column of talent, the two big characters "incarnation" began to become brighter and brighter.

Boom! !

A light sound began to resound continuously, resounding here.

Standing there alone, Chen Changming's body slowly stiffened as the power of the Suiwang stick continued to infuse, and there were continuous vibrations in it.

"not good!"

Standing in place, looking at Chen Changming in front of him, Xue Ping's expression changed instantly: "It's the limit."

At this moment, he keenly felt something wrong with Chen Changming.

With the continuous instillation of the power of the Suiwang stick, the power on his body has reached a certain extreme, reached a certain extreme.

If it continues like this, Chen Changming's body will explode in horror.

Feeling this, Xue Ping no longer hesitated, and just rushed over.

However, before he could make a move, Chen Changming's body fell down directly.

In the surrounding area, the power of the King Sui stick slowly disappeared, and it disappeared completely.

The surroundings returned to calm.

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