Chen Zhe only remembered that he was pierced through the chest by the sword that countless people were fighting for. He was heartbroken.
While lying on the ground, Jiang Chen looked at himself breathing in horror. Countless people ran past him. Fortunately, they still had conscience. No one stepped on him, a "dead man".
Hearing the sound of Jiang Chen running down the mountain in fear, Chen Zhe couldn't even scream if he wanted to.
My body seemed to be frozen into a pile of popsicles. It was so hard.
Damn it. I'm not dead yet. Don't give up. Try to save me again, okay?
It doesn't hurt. It doesn't itch. I don't feel anything.
Chen Zhe felt that his eyelids were extremely heavy. He couldn't help but his upper eyelids and lower eyelids began to fight. He felt terribly sleepy.
Am I dying from excessive blood loss?
I can't sleep. I'll die if I sleep. I really can't sleep. I'll die if I sleep.
He gritted his teeth and held on, but he really couldn't hold on. He slowly raised his eyes and felt like he was falling asleep. He slept deeply and deeply.
It felt like I had slept for centuries, and it seemed like I had just taken a nap. It only lasted a few minutes.
He was awakened by the chirping of a sparrow. A bird was chirping right next to his head. It was extremely annoying. When Chen Zhe reached out, it was frightened and flew away.
I...I can move again.
Chen Zhe got up and looked down at his chest. It was intact and not even stained with dust.
Is Qin Xin back? Jiang Chen is scared to death. I should go back to the hotel. I don’t know if our car has returned to Jiangcheng.
Questions popped into his mind one after another. At this time, Chen Zhe seemed to be very smart.
He thought of many boring things, but forgot one of the most critical questions: how could he not be dead? How could he not be injured at all.
Chen Zhe climbed a few times and swayed a few times, trying to find a way down Qinglong Mountain.
This is not Qinglong Temple.
He was startled. He looked around and saw a vast and vast grassland. There was no end in sight. There was only one direction. There seemed to be a towering black mountain. Chen Zhe was startled. He became very energetic.
Did I really travel through time?
He just picked a direction and walked forward. Chen Zhe didn't know at all that he was stabbed by the sword and that his soul had entered the small world of the magic weapon.
The clouds in the distance are extremely low. On this flat and boundless grassland, it seems that the sky has become a little lower.
There was a rumble of thunder. All the black clouds focused together and gradually changed into a person's face.
It was the face of a middle-aged man. He had strict and square features, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was not very handsome, but full of masculine charm. He was staring at Chen Zhe with a pair of eyes that did not contain any emotion.
He is high above. It seems that he is the sky here and he is the earth here.
An extremely strong coercion surged towards Chen Zhe. It was as if the whole world was pressing on Chen Zhe, just like Pangu created the world.
Chen Zhe suddenly felt that he was a little shorter. He couldn't even stand straight. The face in the sky looked at Chen Zhe with a playful look in his eyes.
"It's up to you. You also want to conquer my magic weapon."
The sky and the earth were changing. All the scenery began to gather together and turned into a long, narrow and black sword. The light of the sword was dazzling and moving.
A tall middle-aged man stood on the grassland. He was dressed like a scholar from the Song and Ming Dynasties wearing a blue silk robe and a Yaoxiao scarf. The long sword was in his hand. He stood there, Chen Zhe. I feel like I can't even look at him directly. Compared to him, the aura of Master Yueyang is simply scum.
This is the face in the sky just now.
This sword...isn't this the magic weapon they use to steal heads?
Chen Zhe vaguely understood something. He didn't want to conquer this magic weapon. Why did it become like this for no apparent reason.
The middle-aged scholar raised his long sword and struck with the sword. The mountains and rivers were shattered. The whole world turned into his sword. The scenery everywhere was sucked in by the sword like a sea containing hundreds of rivers.
"die.."
The scenery around Chen Zhe disappeared. The surroundings turned into a gray color.
The power of heaven and earth is all concentrated on this sword.
It's like a big mountain collapsed and fell on an ant. Will the ant have the consciousness to resist?
Chen Zhe's mind went blank at this time. He couldn't resist at all. The opponent's momentum seemed to overwhelm everything.
His left hand shook. It seemed as if something was leaving the ground. Chen Zhe watched helplessly as the middle-aged scholar's sword was still a long way away from him, but stopped.
The scholar's eyes were confused and surprised. What he looked at was exactly behind Chen Zhe.
When Chen Zhe looked back, a phantom appeared behind him. Just like the middle-aged scholar, it transformed into the image of a Taoist priest. The Taoist priest remained silent. But when he stood there, there was an arrogant and domineering figure. taste.
I am the sky. I am the earth.
It was this Taoist priest that I had seen when I was looking inside.
Moreover, this scholar knows himself as a Taoist priest.
"It's you..."
The middle-aged scholar was stunned when he saw the Taoist priest. The immortal magic weapon in his hand was buzzing. He seemed to be afraid of the Taoist priest. He glanced at Chen Zhe again. He seemed to understand something: "Very good, very good. Since It's you. Then this treasure already has an owner."
The Taoist priest said nothing and nodded.
The middle-aged scholar picked up the long sword. He only used half of the sword just now. Now he used the lower half.
But this sword is suicide.
The scholar stabbed himself to death with a sword. His whole person gradually became illusory, but his face was full of joy and excitement: "You finally have hope to reverse the situation and come back to life."
This scholar was the original owner of the magic weapon. He committed suicide to erase his remaining imprints on the magic weapon.
The Taoist priest was in Chen Zhe's body. As soon as he appeared, the scholar immediately committed suicide and gave the magic weapon to him with both hands.
Chen Zhe felt confused and had some bad luck. He actually got an astonishing treasure out of thin air.
Suddenly, the scholar disappeared. The shadow of the Taoist priest behind him also disappeared. Only the sword was left in Chen Zhe's hand.
"I actually conquered this sword."
Chen Zhe lowered his head and muttered to himself, as if he couldn't believe it.
The surrounding scenery twisted and rotated again, turning into a whirlpool. Chen Zhe felt that countless time and space flew by around him. The soul returned to his body and appeared on Qinglong Mountain again. He opened his eyes and stood up.
It's still Qinglong Temple. Stars are in the sky. Moonlight covers the ground. The entire Qinglong Mountain is silent.
The fighting practitioners, the people from Qinglong Temple, Qian Hao, and He Yan all disappeared one by one. The cruel fight seemed not to exist at all.
Not only was there no injury on his body, but he was even more energetic than usual. The strength in his movements was majestic. It seemed that he had inexhaustible strength.
Looking down at his hands, Chen Zhe clenched his fists tightly.
A strange force wandered around in the body, but it did not harm Chen Zhe. Naturally, the long sword was hidden in Chen Zhe's body and became his magic weapon.
Now Chen Zhe feels as if he can break the moon in the sky with his hand.
With this thought, he stretched out his fist and punched the moon in the sky...
An extremely tyrannical force came out of thin air and hit far high in the sky. The surrounding air was pulled by this powerful force. A strange wind blew from the ground, causing the surrounding branches to sway and the grass and trees to fly.
"oops."
Chen Zhe's punch not only failed to break the moon into pieces, but also nearly dislocated himself. But his cultivation is definitely stronger than before. It's just that he's not very good at using it now.
Mainly the power of the magic weapon.
I have become stronger again.
Chen Zhe was extremely excited. At this moment, he just wanted to find Qin Xin and make her happy.
I walked all the way down the mountain and found the hotel. I didn't go through the front door. I remembered that the window in my room was open. It seemed to be the third window on the third floor.
Chen Zhe had just gained a power. He was like a child who got a new toy and couldn't wait to play with it a few times.
I looked around. No one was looking.
Chen Zhe bent his legs and pushed on the ground with all his strength. His whole body flew into the sky like a cannonball.
Haha. I can fly over walls and fly over walls.
Not only did it fly up to the third floor, but it also rushed all the way up. It was about two feet higher than the building before falling.
When it fell, Chen Zhe stretched out his hand to hold the window sill, wanting to fly in...
This window is not open. This is not my room.
Chen Zhe grabbed the edge of the window and took a look. Inside were Shen Rongrong and Jiang Chen who were wearing cool clothes.
Shen Rongrong talked to Jiang Chen with her back to her, but Jiang Chen was facing her. Only then could she see herself.
Chen Zhe chuckled and waved to Jiang Chen mischievously.
"Ah...god, there's a ghost."
Jiang Chen told Shen Rongrong what happened at night. Just when he was about to talk about Chen Zhe being shot to death with a sword and still in shock, Chen Zhe suddenly appeared and waved to her from the height of the third floor.
Could it be that he died unjustly and came to seek my life?
Jiang Chen's mind went blank. When Shen Rongrong turned around, she also screamed, but she was much calmer than Jiang Chen.
Speaking of courage, Shen Rongrong looked weak but was bigger than the average boy. She took a closer look and found that it was not an illusion. She immediately went forward to open the window.
Jiang Chen was so frightened that he shrank in the corner: "Rong Rong, don't open the window. That's a ghost. That's a ghost."
Shen Rongrong smiled and said: "Where is the ghost? Even if it is really Chen Zhe's ghost, he will not harm us."
The window opened with a click. Chen Zhe turned over and smiled sinisterly at Jiang Chen: "Little girl, you threw me there by myself. You killed me. I came to ask for your life."
Jiang Chen was startled. He remembered that he was frightened. It was really unloyal to leave Chen Zhe there by himself. He said hurriedly: "I saw that you were not breathing before you left. I have to come back to find someone to collect your body. That's not true." I hurt you."
Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen, you bitch usually opposes me. There are also times when you are frightened by me.
Chen Zhe was feeling proud. A soft and warm hand gently pressed on his chest. Shen Rongrong turned around and smiled at Jiang Chen and said, "Don't be afraid, Jiang Chen. His heart is beating. It's not a ghost."