Fantasy Simulator

"What kind of cultivation is this person?"

After wiping the young man's body and changing him into clean clothes, the young man stood in the room and pondered this question.

Strictly speaking, this question is important.

The problem with him is serious.

Born with a broken body, unable to breathe out the spiritual energy and embark on the path of cultivation, this is the problem with him.

Judging from what he has inquired about over the years, ordinary cultivators simply cannot do it if they want to solve this problem.

Anyone who can do it must be a very strong monk.

If the young man in front of him is not strong enough, he may not be able to help him.

Moreover, even if they can help, the other party may not be willing to help.

After all, in the end, he is not qualified to ask the other party to help him.

For characters of this level, the so-called life-saving grace is the most ridiculous.

Let's not talk about the character of the other party, but judging from the vitality shown by the other party at the moment, even if he does not carry it back, the other party may not die, and there will be nothing at all.

Even if the other party has passed the test and is willing to repay, most of them are just giving something at will.

Wanting to let the other party take action and help him on the path of cultivation is also an uncertain thing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing.

In this world, being weak is sometimes so helpless.

No matter what you do, you have to look at other people's faces.

But now, he has no other choice.

In the past few years, he has tried many methods. It can be said that he has thought about all the methods he can think of, but what he gets is despair and helplessness again and again.

In the current situation, the young man in front of him is his only hope.

Thinking of this, he shook his head involuntarily, then took a deep look at the young man, then turned and left.

After a while, he left the house and went elsewhere, ready to go and inquire about the news.

Before leaving, he seriously instructed his little sister? Don't let others come in? Don't leak the young man's news.

After going out, the teenager found that the place in front of him is now obviously lively.

Many people have seen the vision in the previous period? And many people have really acted for it.

These people came to this neighborhood, patrolling this neighborhood? Trying to find the source of that day's vision.

It is said that many people saw it at that time, and a person fell in the air and fell into the dense forest.

For this reason, many people go to that jungle? Explore in that jungle.

When he knew this? The teenager also pretended to be ignorant and asked some things curiously.

"Then can someone find that senior?"

He looked at the few people in front of him and asked curiously.

"If I found it, it wouldn't be like this now."

The man laughed a little, and then said: "But many people saw bloodstains."

"Presumably that senior was seriously injured? So you can find a place to hide."

"So those people found nothing but some spiritual blood."

"But that's enough."

Aside? Some faces showed envy: "Those spiritual blood are not ordinary things."

"The fallen senior, I don't know what kind of cultivation base it is? The blood flowing out of his body is a rare spiritual blood. It is said that even if it is just an ordinary drop of blood? After refining it, it is comparable to a spiritual medicine? Very extraordinary."

"Anyone guessing nearby? That senior may be a powerful man."

"Mighty."

The young man's heart jumped, but his face did not change: "No way."

"How could a great master come to us so well?"

He smiled and said so.

The wasteland is the most desolate place, and the surrounding aura is thin.

This place is located in the wilderness, where all kinds of turbid qi are the most abundant, but the spiritual qi is so thin that it is almost non-existent, and all kinds of spiritual grasses are almost extinct.

No one wants to come here on weekdays.

"Who knows?"

The man shook his head before: "Maybe there is some special reason."

"Besides the senior himself, who else knows."

"But those spirit bloods are all good things."

Speaking of this, he was full of envy: "It is said that someone has already made an offer. A drop of spiritual blood can be worth three spiritual stones."

"A drop of spiritual blood is worth three spiritual stones..."

Hearing this price, the young man was stunned, and inexplicably thought of the bloodstains he had seen before.

When he was in the jungle before, he focused on finding the trace of the senior, so he ignored the bloodstains.

But now think about it, how could the blood shed by an almighty be ordinary? Must be a spirit.

Those things were wasted by him.

Even more than that.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the bloodstains he had washed off when he helped that senior clean up before.

At that time, he was afraid that these bloodstains would be discovered, so he disposed of them without leaving any traces.

But thinking about it now...

These are all spirit stones...

Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. At this time, he felt inexplicably regretful.

If I knew earlier, I should have taken out the blood and exchanged it for spirit stones.

This thought flashed through his mind, and he regretted it very much at this time.

"Unfortunately......"

In front of him, the man was still sighing, with a hint of longing on his face: "A drop of blood can reach the elixir, such a powerful person, I really don't know what kind of person he is."

"It would be great if I could become this almighty disciple."

"Yeah yeah."

Hearing this, the young man had some emotions and nodded in agreement.

He walked around, listening to the news coming from all around him.

However, what he heard was uniform.

No one found anything special, and the only gain was the spiritual blood that was left behind.

Some people speculate that the almighty left early, and some people say that the almighty was found and secretly hidden.

There are various theories, but none of them can produce valid evidence.

Looking around and seeing that no one doubted himself, the young man felt a little at ease.

Now that he had come out, he thought about it, went outside to change some food, and then walked back.

Not long after, he returned home.

In the room, the previous youth was still lying on the bed, his face was pale, and he looked very weak, like a dead person.

The young man made a general inspection, but he could find the other person's breathing, and could feel the blood circulation in the other person's body.

This proves that the other party is still alive at the moment, just because the injury is too heavy, so he has not woken up.

Sighing silently, the boy started to work and prepare lunch.

As a traverser, his craftsmanship is not bad, but limited by the conditions and seasonings, he can't do it so delicately.

All I can say is, it's still a mouthful.

Thinking of the senior lying in the room, he deliberately boiled a mouthful of porridge and prepared to send it to the other party.

Although it is said that based on the degree of the other party's performance, most of them do not need to eat, but what should be done is still to be done.

In this way, after the other party wakes up, they can also take care of them more.

However, what he didn't expect was that after he entered the room, the person who was lying on the head of the bed had already woken up.

Sitting alone on the head of the bed, Chen Heng struggled to get up and looked out the door.

There, the boy was standing alone with a bowl of porridge in his hands.

At this moment, looking at Chen Heng who was sitting on the head of the bed, who had already woken up, he seemed a little surprised and a little shocked, so he stood there blankly, unable to react.

But soon, he reacted, and immediately knelt on the ground, just a bow.

"I've seen seniors."

With a respectful expression on his face, he said so.

After traveling to this world for more than ten years, the arrogance and pride of being a traveler has long been smoothed out.

In this world, he has seen too many tragedies, and he already understands his position.

For the almighty, mortals like them are the most despicable ants. If they dare to be disrespectful, they can be crushed to death by simply raising their hands, and there is no need to hesitate at all.

In the face of this class of people, no matter how respectful it is.

Looking at the young man's decisive appearance, Chen Heng was a little surprised.

But then, he was just as stunned as the other party.

Just woke up, his strength has weakened to the extreme at this moment, not only the body collapses, close to the limit, even the soul has traces of being broken.

However, the imprint of destiny in his body is still there, and the Tianxing secret technique can still operate.

With the blessing of the seal of destiny, he soon saw something unusual.

The youth in front of him has an ordinary appearance, but it can only be regarded as a little delicate, unremarkable, not outstanding.

He was wearing an ordinary gray robe, and he didn't look anything special, he just seemed very calm.

However, in Chen Heng's eyes, the other party was far from being as simple as it appeared on the surface.

A faint golden destiny emerged, shrouded above the opponent's head, forming layers of clouds, which were particularly conspicuous.

And within that golden destiny, a faint cyan color appeared, vaguely revealing a sense of dignity, as if it possessed a power to change destiny, and it was affecting all directions invisibly, which was particularly conspicuous.

Looking at this scene, Chen Heng was stunned for a moment.

There is no doubt that this is destiny, and it is a very strong destiny.

The azure destiny is obviously much higher and stronger than the strength of destiny that Chen Heng once had.

The difference between the two is huge.

This is a Man of Destiny with a strong fortune and an extraordinary power of Destiny.

At this moment, the power of destiny on the other party has begun to burn and gradually spread outward.

Looking at this scene, a burning feeling emerged, emerging from the imprint of destiny.

Then, Chen Heng's vision changed again.

I saw that in the front, the power of destiny on the opponent's body gradually blossomed, and a layer of invisible ripples spread in all directions, spreading to Chen Heng's body impressively, wrapping his entire destiny into it and containing it in the other party's destiny.

Looking at this scene, Chen Heng's expression remained unchanged, and he gave the other party a deep look.

He understands why he is here

.

The power of destiny on the opponent is so huge that once it erupts, it will affect the surrounding instinctively, and all the factors that are beneficial to it will be revealed.

Chen Heng will appear here, and most of them are affected by the power of destiny on the other side. In the dark, the opportunity will come automatically, and he will be caught and found by the other side.

From this point of view, when Chen Heng appeared in this area, it was inevitable that he would be found by the other party.

After all, judging from the strong power of destiny on the other side, once Chen Heng, the existence representing opportunity, appeared, he would immediately be seized by the other side.

Can't even run away.

Thinking of this, Chen Heng shook his head secretly, as he understood why he was here.

On the opposite side, the boy's mood was a little uneasy at the moment.

He knelt on the ground and lowered his head, not daring to look at Chen Heng in front of him.

As time passed, Chen Heng never spoke, his mood gradually fell, and he became more and more uneasy.

But after a while, in the front, Chen Heng's voice finally sounded again.

"Get up first."

Looking at the young man, Chen Heng smiled and said softly.

Facing the young man, his voice was soft and sounded with a unique affinity, which made people feel very kind.

Hearing his words, the young man felt relieved.

No matter what it is pretending to be, the nature is so good.

Since Chen Heng can show this appearance, it means that the other party is still willing to communicate with him and will not treat him as an ant.

For him, this was the best outcome.

"Where is this place?"

Watching the boy get up and lie on the head of the bed, Chen Heng turned pale and spoke again.

"This is a wasteland."

The young man said with a respectful face.

"Deadland?"

Chen Heng nodded, his face was calm, and people couldn't see his emotions.

Then, he continued to ask: "Tell me about the recent major events around here."

"What happened recently?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, but without the slightest hesitation, he opened his mouth and told them one by one.

He recounted the major events that happened near the wasteland one by one, and at the end, he couldn't help but glance at Chen Heng.

If there is any major event in this place recently, then it must be the movement caused by Chen Heng when he first came to this large area.

From the boy's mouth, Chen Heng also knew how much movement he made when he first came.

However, Chen Heng didn't care about it.

"Wasteland?"

Sitting upright on the head of the bed, he lowered his head and fell into contemplation.

From the boy's mouth, he also knew what the wasteland was.

Generally speaking, this is a place specially used for exiles of monks, many of whom are either former monks or descendants and clansmen of monks.

In this world, this is a remote place.

Chen Heng came to this place, but there are some advantages.

At least, don't worry about being discovered by the power of this world too early.

"It's hard work."

After thinking for a while, he smiled, then waved his hand and took out something: "In terms of the current situation, I'm afraid I will spend some time chatting in your land."

"These should be considered as accommodation."

He spoke softly and sent out the things in his hands.

Those are a few bottles of medicinal pills, and the ones inside are not good things, just some ordinary medicinal pills.

However, although it is not a good thing for Chen Heng, it is just right for the young man in front of him.

With Chen Heng's eyes, one can naturally see the details of this young man.

In general, excluding the influence of destiny, this young man's physique is very strong, but he doesn't have much cultivation.

These low-level elixir are just right for them to use.

"No nagging, no nagging."

The young man's face was respectful, looking at the bottles of spirit pills in front of him, his face suddenly showed joy.

Then, he walked out of the room, allowing Chen Heng to rest in peace.

After walking out of the room, he couldn't wait to open the bottles of elixir and took a serious look.

Opening the bottle, a unique aura came out, with a unique fragrance.

Asking about these flavors and feeling the unique spiritual energy contained in these medicinal pills, the young man was overjoyed.

"They're all high-quality elixir."

He was overjoyed, and a look of joy appeared on his face involuntarily.

The reason why the wasteland is called the wasteland is because it is extremely barren, the spiritual energy is almost extinct, and it is extremely thin.

In such a place, spiritual grass cannot grow, spiritual materials cannot be bred, let alone practice.

Therefore, in this place, the already extremely precious spirit stone and spirit pills are even more precious. Usually, even if you want to get a little bit, you need to pay a huge price.

Even a mortal like a teenager doesn't even have to think about it. Even if he sells his life, he can't get a single spirit stone.

But now, it is so easy to get so much.

At this moment, the boy's heart is clear.

As far as these spiritual pills in his hands were, if he took them out, it would be enough for countless people to fight to death and risk everything.

And these things are obviously nothing to the other party, only

It's just something that is just taken out to reward people, it's not worth mentioning at all.

Big guy, really big guy.

If this thick leg is held well, the future harvest is obvious.

"pity....."

Looking at these elixir, his face turned bitter.

What if you have a magic pill.

Waste body, this is not to talk about.

With his physique, no matter how many spiritual pills and spiritual stones he absorbed, it would be a waste, and he could not absorb them into the body at all.

These things, it is better to give others to others than to use them.

Thinking of this, he sighed, then looked aside.

There, the little girl was quietly drinking porridge at a small wooden table.

Seeing the young man look at her, she has a well-behaved expression on her face, which makes her look very cute.

The boy couldn't help but touched the girl's head and couldn't help but smile.

From the original world to this world, his parents disappeared when he was very young, leaving him alone to wander.

The little girl in front of him was picked up by him from other places, and he was dragged all the way up, almost half a child.

And, unlike him.

The little girl's aptitude is very good, although it is not clear how good it is, but in the eyes of the teenager, it is better than some so-called geniuses, that is for sure.

Rather than using these elixir for him and wasting them in vain, it is better to give them to her.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face, then he sat aside, picked up the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and started to eat.

And on the other side.

In the room, sitting alone on the big bed, Chen Heng checked his current situation.

The results of the inspection were very bad.

Passing through the passage, although he barely survived, he also paid a heavy price.

The situation on him at the moment is terrible.