"But there is still a problem"

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

"So, is it because Zide and his uncle who have the talent of being close to the immortals, or is it actually available to everyone, but the spiritual roots on most people are too thin to support them to become close to the immortals?"

Two possibilities, Chen Changming is relatively more inclined to the second one.

The reason is not complicated, I just think that there are not so many people who can become close to immortals.

From the previous words of Jin Ji, we can hear that there are very few people in this world who can become close to immortals, and they can be regarded as one in a million.

Jin Ji has been walking for most of his life, and has never seen many people close to immortals along the way, so it can be seen that he is rare.

The rarity is comparable to that of a national treasure.

However, it was such a rare existence that Chen Changming encountered at once, and he even touched it twice.

Chen Changming felt that this probability was not great.

So the result is likely to be the second one.

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

If there are more or less spiritual roots in everyone's body, then when Chen Changming continues to realize it, he will develop spiritual roots from other people and himself.

With such continuous accumulation, perhaps one day, he can really become a true close-to-immortal as Jin Ji expected.

Of course, this vision is still very 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 projected on Chen Zide and Chen Yiming eight times.

I want to use projection to show the spiritual roots on other people to myself, and accumulate them to a considerable amount, but I don’t know when I will wait.

But no matter what, this is a thought.

Even if it can't be done for the time being, it's still OK to think about it.

People must have dreams.

Standing there, Chen Changming looked in front of him.

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

Projection: Chen Ziling, Liu Yanqi

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

Looking at the projection column in front of him, Chen Changming's gaze moved and gradually stared at Chen Ziling's name.

Before deciding to project, he first felt his state.

Because he only beat Chen Yiming twice, his spirit is still good at this moment and he feels enough to continue.

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

In an instant, on the projection column in front of you, Chen Ziling's name suddenly shone brightly, and a faint glow burst out at this moment.

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

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

He was a tall and not very big young man, with a pretty face and a fluttering white dress.

He seemed very ordinary, his appearance was not very handsome, but he had a unique temperament that could not be ignored.

It's not someone else, it's Chen Ziling.

Like the projection of others before, Chen Ziling stood alone on the opposite side, with a cold face. With Chen Changming's appearance, his cold eyes instantly stared away.

Then he began to step forward.

What surprised Chen Changming was that unlike the others who had previously projected, Chen Ziling's projection did not run quickly to him after appearing, but walked slowly, looking like he was walking in the garden, very calm.

Tatta Tatta Tatta

The crisp sound of footsteps sounded in the projection space.

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

The silent majesty enveloped everything, and the space around seemed to freeze for it, and it solidified directly at this moment.

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

Just as a mountain pressing down from the front, Chen Changming felt his body was extremely heavy, and almost even his breathing was a little uncomfortable, feeling a terrifying pressure.

Before he could react, Chen Ziling finally moved ahead.

Without any extra movement, he stretched out his right arm, swung his palm directly, and brought up the palm wind in the air, slapped Chen Changming's chest.

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

A fatal sense of danger emerged from my heart.

Feeling this feeling, Chen Changming suddenly raised his head, leaned forward slightly, stepped down with a terrifying force, and moved forward directly.

He rushed forward from the spot, swung out with a punch, and met Chen Ziling's palm.

Bang!

A faint sound spread in place.

Chen Changming's figure quickly retreated.

A terrifying force was raging on his body. At this moment, Chen Changming felt that his right hand was waving his fist had lost it.

Inside his body, his blood was boiling and he could not calm down at all.

"This is definitely not a pregnancy state!"

Holding the boiling blood in his body, Chen Changming looked ugly, and this thought flashed through his heart.

At this time, he felt a miscalculation in his heart.

He knew that Chen Ziling was so strong that he was young that he was able to be on par with elders like Chen Yiming who had been famous for many years, and seemed to be no less than elders in status.

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

But reality tells him that he is still too naive.

This is not the pregnancy situation!

Bang!!

The crisp sound continued to sound in place.

In the hazy projection space, Chen Ziling rushed to Chen Changming and slapped it down with her palm.

The strong wind spread everywhere, and vaguely, there seemed to be a silent thought that directly locked Chen Changming.

Facing this palm, Chen Changming took a deep breath, pushed forward with force, and quickly retreated backwards.

Then, a long golden sword left his body, swinging like a golden snake, waving here.

Facing Chen Ziling, Chen Changming no longer fought with him in close combat, but changed his fist to a knife, and Mingyuan's sword technique was used at this moment.

A series of golden sword lights waved at this moment, causing the whole body to be covered with water.

However, the next moment, a powerful palm hit hard, hitting Chen Changming's wrist in an instant.

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

One palm magnified in front of you, gradually covering the field of vision in front of you.

Bang!!

A faint sound echoed in place, and then everything ended.
Chapter completed!