Chapter 65

"However, there is still a problem."

Recalling the previous experience, Chen Changming fell into deep thought: "I have manifested spiritual roots from both Zide and my uncle."

"Then, is it because both Zide and Uncle have the talent of being a near-immortal, or is it true that this kind of talent exists in everyone, but most people's spiritual roots are too thin to support them to become a near-immortal? "

Of the two possibilities, Chen Changming is more inclined to the second one.

The reason is not complicated, but I simply feel that there are not so many people who can become near immortals.

From what Jin Ji said before, it can be heard that there are very few people in this world who can become near-immortals, and they can be called one in a million.

Jin Ji has been walking for most of his life, and he has never seen a few near-immortals along the way, which shows that it is rare.

The rarity can be compared to a national treasure.

However, it was such a rare existence that Chen Changming ran into it all at once.

Chen Changming thinks this probability is not great.

So the result is likely to be the second.

However, if this is the case, Chen Changming has discovered another advantage of himself.

If all people have more or less spiritual roots in their bodies, then wait for Chen Changming to continue to manifest the spiritual roots from other people all the way to himself.

With such continuous accumulation, maybe one day, he can really become a real near-immortal as Jin Ji expected.

Of course, this vision is still far away from Chen Changming.

Judging from the current situation, there are very few people who can perform the eighth projection.

So far, Chen Changming has only projected on Chen Zide and Chen Yiming eight times.

I want to manifest the spiritual roots of other people onto myself through projection, and I have accumulated a considerable amount, but I don't know when I will have to wait.

But anyway, it's an idea.

Even if you can't do it temporarily, you can still think about it.

People, have a dream.

Standing where he was, Chen Changming looked around.

Strength: 2.75. Agility: 2.73. Physical fitness: 2.76.

Projection: Chen Ziling, Liu Yanqi.

As expected, after swiping Chen Yiming eight times, Chen Yiming's name also disappeared from the projection column.

Looking at the projected column in front of him, Chen Changming's eyes moved and gradually focused on Chen Ziling's name.

Before deciding to project, he first felt his own state.

Because he only brushed Chen Yiming twice, his spirit is still good at the moment, and he feels that it is enough to continue.

So he didn't hesitate, and directly clicked on Chen Ziling's name.

In an instant, on the projection column in front of him, Chen Ziling's name was instantly highlighted, and at this moment, a faint brilliance bloomed.

The hazy projection space began to reappear around, and this moment enveloped the surroundings.

When Chen Changming appeared in the projection space, a figure appeared opposite him.

It was a tall and straight young man who didn't look too big, with a handsome appearance and a fluttering white dress.

He seemed very ordinary, and his appearance was not very handsome, but he had a unique temperament that no one could ignore.

It was none other than Chen Ziling.

Like the projections of other people before, on the opposite side, Chen Ziling stood alone with a stern face. With the appearance of Chen Changming, his cold gaze instantly went away.

Then, he started to walk forward.

To Chen Changming's surprise, unlike the other people who were projected before, after the projection of Chen Ziling appeared, he did not rush to him, but walked slowly, looking like a stroll in the garden, very calm.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sound of crisp footsteps sounded in the projection space.

The next moment, Chen Changming's expression changed drastically.

The silent majesty enveloped everything, and the surrounding space seemed to be frozen by it, freezing directly at this moment.

Standing in place, Chen Changming could feel oppression from all directions, and could feel a terrifying pressure coming from the front.

Like a mountain falling down from the front, at this moment, Chen Changming only felt that his body was extremely heavy, and he almost couldn't even breathe smoothly, feeling a terrible pressure.

Before he could react, Chen Ziling finally moved in front of him.

Without extra movement, he stretched out his right arm, and swung a palm directly, bringing the wind of the palm in mid-air, and slapped it towards Chen Changming's chest.

This palm seemed ordinary, like a palm waved casually by an ordinary person. It looked soft and without any strength, but in Chen Changming's feeling, it was extremely terrifying, and it seemed to contain terrifying power.

A deadly sense of danger emerges from my heart.

Feeling this feeling, Chen Changming raised his head abruptly, leaned forward slightly, stepped down with one foot, and moved forward with terrifying force.

He rushed forward from the spot, swung his fist, and met Chen Ziling's palm abruptly.

boom!

A faint sound spread in place.

Chen Changming's figure retreated quickly.

Terrifying force raged on his body. At this moment, Chen Changming only felt that his right hand for punching had been lost.

Inside his body, his blood was boiling and he couldn't calm down at all.

"This is definitely not a pregnant body!"

Suppressing the boiling blood in his body, Chen Changming's face turned ugly, and this thought flashed in his mind.

At this moment, he felt a sense of miscalculation.

He knew that Chen Ziling was so strong that at such a young age, he could stand side by side with elders like Chen Yiming who had been famous for many years, and seemed not inferior to elders in terms of status.

But even so, before that, Chen Changming had already overestimated Chen Ziling as much as possible, and stood side by side with Chen Yiming in his heart.

But the reality told him that he was still too naive.

What kind of pregnancy environment is this!

boom! !

The crisp sound continued to sound on the spot.

Within the hazy projection space, Chen Ziling rushed to Chen Changming and slapped him down.

The violent wind spread in all directions, and there seemed to be a silent thought directly locking Chen Changming.

Facing this palm, Chen Changming took a deep breath, kicked forward with force on his feet, and quickly retreated his body.

Then, a golden long knife came out of its body, swimming like a golden snake, waving it here.

Facing Chen Ziling, Chen Changming stopped fighting him personally, and directly changed his punches into swords, and Ming Yuan's sword skills were displayed at this moment.

A series of golden saber glows waved at this moment, covering the whole body with water.

However, at the next moment, a powerful palm struck out, hitting Chen Changming's wrist in an instant.

The surrounding space transforms, and the surrounding space begins to shift.

A palm was magnified in front of his eyes, gradually covering his field of vision.

boom! !

A faint sound echoed in place, and then everything was over.

The surrounding projection space began to become hazy and gradually began to disappear.