Fantasy Simulator

“No need.”

Song Qi shook the head, resolutely opened the mouth and said: “It’s just an accident.”

“Go on.”

He looked at Chen Heng and said so.

On the road of cultivator, nothing has happened smoothly.

Which true human cultivator has risen, has it not gone through difficulties and obstacles on the road, and there are all kinds of dangers?

On the road to cultivation, how many people fight for a little Spirit Stone, hovered between life and death for a little thing, almost all their lives?

Compared with these, what they have encountered at this moment is nothing at all.

Don’t say that the danger has not yet appeared at this moment, even if the danger has already appeared, he will not frown.

Furthermore, the relics they are facing at the moment, the things they possess, are much more precious than ordinary spiritual objects.

Only the spiritual grass they have just harvested, if they are put outside, it will be enough to pull a foul wind and bloody rain and make many people break their heads.

In this place, these things are still nothing, far from big heads.

Under this rare opportunity, if he retreats and leaves, Song Qi himself cannot forgive himself.

Furthermore, judging from the situation in the previous life, this place is not at all dangerous.

At least in his previous life, he had never heard of it.

“Okay.”

Listening to Song Qi’s reply, Chen Heng also nodded without comment.

He doesn’t know what Song Qi knows, or he is reluctant to leave this ruin.

But no matter which one, he is not going to say anything.

After making a decision, they move on.

Slowly, they walked to an empty place.

In the front, a long sword is placed there.

After countless years, this place looks extremely old and dilapidated, but this place is now an exception.

The long sword has not been stained with the traces of the years, but still looks extraordinarily bright, reflecting the faint light in front of Chen Heng’s eyes, which is extraordinarily extraordinary.

At a glance, you can know that these all are rare weapons.

“They are all made of fine gold.”

Chen Heng took a look, and then this thought flashed through his mind.

Fine gold, which is the name of a unique material in this World, is a good short-term material.

The weapon forged with fine gold will be extremely sharp, and it is the weapon that Martial Artist desires.

This thing is very valuable. It is difficult to see outside in normal times, but it seems to be everywhere in this place, and it is not worth anymore.

So that Chen Heng was dazzled.

I just don’t know why, after coming to this place, his previous feeling of being prying aggravated again.

It seems that in the dark, there is something invisible and intangible, peeping at him secretly.

Standing on the spot, feeling this feeling, Chen Heng turned and looked at Song Qi to the side.

At this moment, Song Qi is standing by the side of the weapon rack, looking at a golden sword seriously. Seeing that he is very dedicated and serious, there is no sense in it.

Looking at him, Chen Heng shook his head secretly, just about to remind him.

No matter what, he and the other party are all the same at this moment, and the two have common interests to some extent.

Under this premise, he is also willing to remind the other party, lest the other party suffer a big loss.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but he was taken aback for a moment and felt unusual.

An inexplicable feeling emerged from my heart.

Standing on the spot, Chen Heng turned around and looked subconsciously not far away.

There, a silver long sword is hanging there.

Compared to all around other weapons, this silver long sword looks very unremarkable. It doesn’t look special. It even carries some dust and looks a little shabby.

Compared with those weapons made of fine gold, it looks very simple and inadequate.

Only at this moment, Chen Heng is attracted by this long sword.

Don’t know why, he always feels that there seems to be something special on this long sword, and he can’t help looking at this long sword.

When he stared at this long sword, the feeling of being peeped before deepened, which made Chen Heng’s heart move.

Feeling this feeling, he frowned secretly, then stepped forward and slowly walked to the long sword.

Standing in front of the long sword, he hesitated for a while, and then extended the hand, slowly holding the silver long sword.

A sensation like electrical stimulation surges from the palm of the hand.

When Chen Heng held this long sword, he clearly felt that a warm current emerged from his within the body, followed by a huge message, ancient knowledge.

In a trance, he seemed to see countless long swords brandishing and slashing all together, appearing like a natural disaster.

The sky is dim, the earth bounces to pieces, and even the mountain peaks are cut off and gradually fall.

A silver long sword rippling everywhere, connecting everything.

“This is!”

Next moment, Chen Heng suddenly came back to his senses, barely reacting.

“Don’t be nervous.” A voice suddenly sounded, coming out of Chen Heng’s mind.

Chen Heng’s body suddenly stiffened.

A huge power is emerging.

At this moment, he clearly felt that in the silver long sword in his hand, there was a huge consciousness awakening, which seemed to be connecting with his spirit and talking with him.

“Who are you?”

Feeling this feeling, Chen Heng calmed down quickly and meditated in his heart.

He is a transmigrator, and he has read a lot of novels in his previous life. The acceptance of such scenes is much stronger than that of the normal natives of this World.

“It can be stabilized so quickly, not bad.”

In my mind, the voice continued, with some appreciation in the voice.

“As you can see, I am the Sword Spirit of this sword, and I am also the last owner of this sword.”

“Sword Spirit?”

Chen Heng frowned: “What do you mean?”

“Everything in this world, mountains, rivers and trees, everything is alive.”

In my mind, the voice calling himself Sword Spirit continued to sound. : “As long as the spirituality is sufficient, the spirit of the self can be awakened.”

“The spirit of the sword is naturally the Sword Spirit…”

“Sword Spirit …..”

Chen Heng understood the meaning.

According to the so-called Sword Spirit, the so-called Sword Spirit is that the sword itself awakens self-consciousness, so it is called Sword Spirit.

This is fresh.

Although I have simulated several times and have seen many alien races other than humans, it seems like a sword becomes a spirit. This is the first time Chen Heng has seen him.

It’s really long-sighted.

“It is the Sword Spirit, so why is it the last owner of this sword.”

Chen Heng frowned, continued to speak.

“This is a long story.”

The existence of Sword Spirit was sighed, and then he said: “I was not Sword Spirit at first, but I died in the end, so I had to change myself. Became Sword Spirit.”

“I say this, do you understand?”

“Can it be like this?”

Chen Heng was a little surprised, but Did not care about this issue.

At this moment, he is only concerned about one problem.

“What do you want to do?”