Song Ren was in a daze, feeling that a woman's whisper in his ears had been buzzing, which was annoying.

He opened his eyes tiredly, and before his brain circuits could sort out his thoughts, a voice of surprise sounded in his ears.

"Wow, Heroic Soul Ancestor, you finally woke up, my name is Cheng Ling, I'm glad that you can choose me in the dark, I know that I am a failure, you can choose absolutely no fancy me at all, maybe it is sincere and spiritual pity me, but it doesn't matter, Heroic Soul Ancestor, what is your name?

It's okay, don't look at me like this, it's the first time I've spoken to a Heroic Spirit so closely, every Heroic Spirit needs a period of adaptation, and the memories of your previous lives have been forgotten, only roughly remembering your name and the magical powers you have learned, but they can only be used and not taught.

Heroic Soul Ancestor, you were so young when you died, and the defense battle when the sect was just established must have been very bitter, I forgot you forgot, but why is your body hot, not as cold as other Heroic Spirits, like a person, by the way, what is your name? ”

Song Ren just looked at the girl lying in front of the bed, honking at himself.

Where have I been?

The whole body is like a bone falling apart, especially the back is sore, and the strength of those villains is so great.

Song Ren could feel that the girl named Cheng Ling in front of him was only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, and it could be said that it was only the second initial stage on the path of cultivation.

The first step of cultivation is the Qi Vein, Foundation Building, and Jindan Realm, and then the second step is the Three Realms of Yuan Infant, Transformation Spirit, and Cave Void.

As for the third step, it is the Nirvana Realm, the Samsara Realm, and the Emperor Realm.

Behind it is the customary unified hierarchy of the universe: sub-saint, semi-saint realm, small saint, great saint, saint king, half-ancestor realm, and ancestral realm.

And Song Ren is currently in the early stage of the Great Sage Realm.

And in the entire Emperor Extreme Sect, its suzerain only has the emperor-level Great Perfection, which is almost the same as the original Lady Long.

That is, he used to be the peak powerhouse of the plane, and here, it is only a sect, and it cannot be compared at all.

Therefore, Song Renchao's process of spiritual cultivation is too much, there are nine major realms and more than thirty small realms.

Normally, even if the heroic spirits of other lineages are blessed, they all summon one or two great realms higher than themselves, and then grow up with them.

When the cultivation is level, and the heroic spirit feels powerless to help, he will escape into reincarnation, or he will be too obsessed and sink into the temple again, waiting for the next blessing and then choosing protection.

An energy that even Cheng Ling didn't notice didn't enter her memory, and with Song Ren's realm and means, she could easily understand what was happening, and of course, her face became more and more pale.

Here, it turned out to be another universe!

A place that has been known until now, but has not been able to communicate with other universes.

There are also emperors and military advisors here, but no one knows about the emperor and the ghost woman, and they have only seen these two.

There is also an emperor, who lives in the city of the emperor, has astronomy, has various planes, and has a mother pearl......

Song Ren's face kept turning white, because this meant that those irresponsible paper people pushed themselves astray, how could I go back?

I still want to see the teacher, see Su Youwei and them, do you want me to find a new stove?

A burst of despair instantly filled Song Ren's body.

And Cheng Ling watched Song Ren's originally ruddy face turn pale again, and panicked.

"Heroic Ancestor, you're okay, I can see the way you appeared, I may not have had any force value before, in fact, I don't need your protection, just be able to accompany me, although I don't care about those mocking words, but I still feel very uncomfortable every time, what I said is true!" Cheng Ling hurriedly said.

After all, after the other heroic spirits came out of prayer, they came bravely, or held weapons, giving people a feeling of iron and blood, as if to say, your safety will be handed over to me in the future.

I have fought bloodily in the past, and it is my honor to protect you now.

And this way of appearing in front of me is quite special, it is smashed down, and he is still unconscious.

Now I finally woke up, and my face turned pale again.

Cheng Ling immediately divided him into the ranks of the 'weak and can't help the wind' heroic spirit, and comforted him in turn.

After Song Ren digested the knowledge he should have, he first secretly glanced at his secret realm.

Eight gods like ancient giants, two gods, and the sleeping Black Emperor are all there,

This reassured him a little.

However, in the face of Cheng Ling's words of relief, Song Ren, who had known from memory, still admired this ordinary-looking girl.

You and I are destined, so if you misunderstand, you will misunderstand.

Song Ren looked at Cheng Ling and nodded: "Song Ren! ”

Cheng Ling heard Ying Ling speak, and was suddenly surprised: "It turned out to be Senior Song, hello hello, then we will cooperate happily from now on!" ”

"Happy working together!" Song Rendao.

He plans to settle down first, and then slowly integrate the relevant information.

Back to his own universe, that's a must, my wife is still there.

……

Cheng Ling of Cheng Mai, after going to the Falling Temple today, really blessed an ancestor heroic spirit, which can be described as a surprise among the younger generation.

After all, there are very few heroic spirits in the Falling God Temple now, Cheng Ling is so ordinary, and the few heroic spirits are unwilling to listen to her prayers, but I didn't expect it to be successful today, interesting, really interesting.

On the second day, Cheng Ling came to class with a proud face and a confident face.

The whole person is no longer the passive solitude he used to be, but like a victorious rooster, strutting his head.

And behind him, a figure wrapped in a black robe and exuding a cold aura silently followed.

With his current cultivation, it was simply too simple to disguise the aura of a deceased person.

However, when no one was around, Song Ren's eyes looked left and right, but they were full of curiosity.

All the way to the school of the Emperor Sect - Tianlang Hall.

There are many teachers in Tianlang Hall, but as the head of the hall, it is a sage named Xin Miaoyin, and he has condensed a divine object.

She was hired by the Emperor Sect from other sects at a high price, and asked her to carefully teach the people of the various lineages of the Emperor Sect to see if they could embark on this path in the future and glorify their ancestors.

When the two of them came, they were already a little late, and outside Tianlang Hall, there were more than seventy shadows wrapped in the same clothes at this moment, each of them like a puppet, standing under the eaves, motionless, as if they were charging.

There are rules in the classroom, and all students' guardian spirits are not allowed to enter.

"Senior Song, you are here waiting for me to get out of class!" After Cheng Ling finished speaking, he walked in confidently.

Song Ren felt a burst of amusement, and thought it was funny, he also stood to the side, and then the one, two, three, wooden man remained motionless.

Soon, at the bottom of the steps, a woman dressed in blue with a book in her arm walked up.

Looking at the woman's appearance, Song Ren was amazed.

is very beautiful, and there is an indescribable temperament all over the body, this should be Cheng Ling's teacher-Xin Miaoyin!