"There's no need. ”

Song Qi shook his head and said decisively: "It's just an accident." ”

"Keep going. ”

He looked at Chen Heng and said so.

On the monk's path, nothing was smooth sailing.

What real monk's rise has not been through hardships and dangers on the way, and there are all kinds of dangers?

On the path of cultivation, how many people fight to the death for a little spirit stone, fight to the death for a little thing, and almost fight for their lives?

Compared to these, what they encountered at the moment was nothing at all.

Not to mention that the danger has not yet appeared at the moment, even if the danger has appeared, he will not frown.

Moreover, the ruins they were facing at the moment contained things that were much more precious than ordinary spiritual objects.

It's just that the spirit grass they have just harvested, if it is released to the outside world, it is enough to cause a bloody storm and make many people break their heads.

And in this place, these things are nothing, far from being big.

Under this rare opportunity, if he retreated and left, Song Qi himself would not be able to forgive himself.

Besides, judging from the situation in the previous life, there was no great danger in this place.

At least in his previous life, he hadn't heard of it.

"Good. ”

Listening to Song Qi's reply, Chen Heng also nodded, no opinion.

He didn't know if Song Qi knew something, or if he was reluctant to leave this ruin.

Either way, though, he wasn't going to say anything.

Once they've made their decision, they move on.

Slowly, they came to an open place.

Ahead, a long sword sits there.

This place has been extremely old and dilapidated over the years, but this place is an exception.

That long sword did not have the slightest trace of being stained with time, and it still looked extraordinarily bright, reflecting a faint light in front of Chen Heng's eyes, which looked extraordinary.

At a glance, you can tell that these are rare blades.

"It's all made of pure gold. ”

Chen Heng glanced at it, and then this thought flashed in his heart.

Pure gold, the name given to a unique material in this world, is a fine short-term material.

Blades forged from pure gold are extremely sharp, and they are the weapons that warriors desire.

It's a priceless thing, and it's hard to see it from the outside in normal times, but it seems to be everywhere in this place, and it's not worth anything at all.

So much so that Chen Heng was dazzled.

It's just that I don't know why, after coming to this place, the feeling of being spied on before has aggravated again.

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

Standing in place, feeling this feeling, Chen Heng turned to look at Song Qi on the side.

At this moment, Song Qi was standing in front of the weapon rack on the side, looking at a golden sword seriously, looking very devoted and serious, without any sense of awareness.

Looking at his appearance, Chen Heng shook his head secretly, and was about to open his mouth to remind.

In any case, he is on the same path with the other party at the moment, and the two have common interests to some extent.

Under this premise, he is also willing to remind the other party, so as not to make a big loss to the other party.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but he was suddenly stunned and felt something unusual.

An inexplicable feeling emerged and surged from my heart.

Standing in place, Chen Heng turned around and subconsciously looked not far away.

There, a silver longsword hung there.

Compared to the other weapons around, this silver longsword looked very inconspicuous, it didn't look special, and it even had some dust and looked a little shabby.

Compared to those weapons made of pure gold, it seems very rudimentary and inadequate.

It's just that at this moment, Chen Heng was attracted by this long sword.

I don't know why, he always feels that there seems to be something special on this long sword, which makes him can't help but look at this long sword.

And when he looked at this long sword, the feeling of being spied on before was also deepening, which made Chen Heng's heart move.

Feeling this feeling, he frowned secretly, and then stepped forward, slowly walking in front of the long sword.

Standing in front of the long sword, he hesitated for a moment, then reached out and slowly grasped the silver long sword.

A sensation like an electric current stimulates wells up in the palm of your hand.

When Chen Heng held this long sword, he clearly felt that a warm current surged in his body, followed by a huge amount of information, ancient knowledge.

In a trance, he seemed to see countless long swords waving and slashing down in unison, as if it were a natural disaster.

The sky was dark, the earth was shattered, and even the mountain peaks were cut off and gradually falling.

A silver-white sword rippled in all directions, colluding with everything.

"It's!"

The next moment, Chen Heng suddenly came back to his senses and barely reacted.

"Don't be nervous. A voice suddenly sounded, suddenly in Chen Heng's mind.

Chen Heng's body suddenly stiffened.

Tremendous power is emerging.

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

"Who are you?"

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

In the end, he is a traverser, and he has seen a lot of it in his previous life, and his acceptance of this kind of scene is much stronger than that of the normal natives of this world.

"It's good to be able to settle down so quickly. ”

In the back of my head, the voice continued, with some appreciation in it.

"As you can see, I am the sword spirit of this sword, and at the same time the previous owner of this sword. ”

"Sword Spirit?"

Chen Heng frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Everything in this world, mountains, rivers, grass and trees, everything has a spirit. ”

In his mind, the voice that claimed to be the sword spirit continued to sound: "And as long as the spirituality is enough, you can awaken the spirit of yourself." ”

"The spirit of the sword is naturally the spirit of the sword......"

"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 its self-consciousness, so it is called the sword spirit.

It's new.

Although he has simulated it several times, and he has seen many alien races outside of humans, it is like a sword that has become a spirit, and Chen Heng is really the first time he has seen it.

It's really a long time to see.

"If you are a sword spirit, then why is it the previous owner of this sword. ”

Chen Heng frowned and continued to speak.

"That's a long story. ”

The self-proclaimed Sword Spirit Existence sighed, and then spoke: "I wasn't a Sword Spirit at first, but I died in the end, and I had to turn myself into a Sword Spirit. ”

"I say that, do you understand?"

"Can it still be like this?"

Chen Heng was a little surprised, but he didn't care about this problem.

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

"What do you want to do?"